March 11, 2015, 01:34 PM
Yes I remember :D
Much like his uncle, for Adlartok the days passed by in blurs. They were the same thing over and over again. Wake up, eat, work on his walking, sit, try and hunt, eat, sleep and do it all over again. Adlartok would have gladly stayed a lone wolf, if he could have survived. Now however he couldn't and he needed the pack for life and safety. Not to mention he was rather fond of Scarlett, but if anyone asked he would deny it, unless it was her. Then he wouldn't, he'd be honest.
Adlartok thought on the few wolves, he had met and had cared for. All were gone, so he found he was a little bit wary to say the least. Wary to care for Scarlett, what if she left him too. He had even liked the pack, but that too had ended badly. He was finding it was better to not care about anything or anyone.
Adlartok heard another coming, and his hackles rose and he turned with a growl. He wasn't about to have anyone, take a chunk out of his hide a second time. He stared at his uncle, frostily the growl staying it's course in his throat. His face twisted with a snarl and anger, righteous righteous anger. Hello Uncle Sin. His voice cold and indifferent for a moment, though deep down his heart was beating heavily. His soul and emotions jumping for joy, and then knocking against anger and hurt, a deep deep hurt.
Much like his uncle, for Adlartok the days passed by in blurs. They were the same thing over and over again. Wake up, eat, work on his walking, sit, try and hunt, eat, sleep and do it all over again. Adlartok would have gladly stayed a lone wolf, if he could have survived. Now however he couldn't and he needed the pack for life and safety. Not to mention he was rather fond of Scarlett, but if anyone asked he would deny it, unless it was her. Then he wouldn't, he'd be honest.
Adlartok thought on the few wolves, he had met and had cared for. All were gone, so he found he was a little bit wary to say the least. Wary to care for Scarlett, what if she left him too. He had even liked the pack, but that too had ended badly. He was finding it was better to not care about anything or anyone.
Adlartok heard another coming, and his hackles rose and he turned with a growl. He wasn't about to have anyone, take a chunk out of his hide a second time. He stared at his uncle, frostily the growl staying it's course in his throat. His face twisted with a snarl and anger, righteous righteous anger. Hello Uncle Sin. His voice cold and indifferent for a moment, though deep down his heart was beating heavily. His soul and emotions jumping for joy, and then knocking against anger and hurt, a deep deep hurt.
Artok has a permanent limp in his front right foreleg.
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RE: Reunion - by Sinaaq - March 07, 2015, 04:39 PM
RE: Reunion - by Adlartok - March 11, 2015, 01:34 PM
RE: Reunion - by Sinaaq - March 14, 2015, 07:32 AM
RE: Reunion - by Adlartok - March 14, 2015, 11:30 AM
RE: Reunion - by Sinaaq - March 15, 2015, 11:26 AM
RE: Reunion - by Adlartok - March 17, 2015, 09:34 PM
RE: Reunion - by Sinaaq - March 20, 2015, 01:51 PM
RE: Reunion - by Adlartok - April 03, 2015, 10:12 AM
RE: Reunion - by Sinaaq - April 11, 2015, 05:28 AM
RE: Reunion - by Adlartok - May 03, 2015, 07:10 PM