pretty in punk

Summer Ostrega · January 28, 2015, 11:41 AM

EEEE! <3

Summer had never before realized it (and even now, he had no clue), but he too was afflicted with the tendency towards wanderlust stemming from his own family. Dhani had likely been the worst offender in the Ostrega line since his older brother, Mixik. He'd spent nearly his entire life wandering from place to place, pack to pack since leaving the little Woods in the Salvajes when he was Summer's age. God only knows what Mixik ever did with himself. It seemed that when an Ostrega got the bug, they got it hard. though Summer was only travelling a few hours outside of his pack's territory, the fact that he was doing so after having just returned home from a long, long trip made it evident that not even the young homebody was fully immune.

It had been quite a while since he'd journeyed to the quiet woods beside the lake. Looking back, it seemed like years and years. That was back before he'd even met Magpie - ahh... Magpie... With her shining green eyes and beautiful, lush black and white coat and.... - We'll stop there. Just know, that went on for a while in his head as he walked. What drew him there now was a longing for some privacy, for he remembered it being somewhat withdrawn from other packs and rather empty. Now beneath its bare trees, peering down at the river that twisted through a deep ravine at the forest's edge, it seemed somehow barren. Just what he'd wanted.

But, in the end, not what he actually got.

The sound of crunching snow beneath the falls of wolf paws caught his attention as he walked. The yearling turned to peer through the white tree trunks, curious as to who it was that he shared this quiet place with. After a moment, he picked up his own paws to step quietly through the snow, bright eyes peering, searching for the stranger. Finally, his gaze landed upon red, flashing between the white trees like the blink of a traffic light on a lonely street late at night. Intrigued, he followed along parallel, squinting to try and catch a real glimpse of the ginger-pelted wolf so that he could determine if it was even a wolf at all.