Living as a member of the caldera pack felt as strange as Cinar had imagined it would.
He had no sense of power here but he did not feel the need to fight for it, to dominate. It was nothing like Siena; there was no constant battle between the wolves here, a bloody and cruel gripe for superiority. For a man like Cinar, it was perfect. He had always preferred to use words over claws.
The sun was bright today, and he was able to bathe in it while pondering on all of this. It was a good feeling, to be able to turn a new page. There was nothing looming over him now; no ignorant fathers, cowardly brothers, traitorous sisters, not even his mother. In a sense, he was finally alone.
He had no sense of power here but he did not feel the need to fight for it, to dominate. It was nothing like Siena; there was no constant battle between the wolves here, a bloody and cruel gripe for superiority. For a man like Cinar, it was perfect. He had always preferred to use words over claws.
The sun was bright today, and he was able to bathe in it while pondering on all of this. It was a good feeling, to be able to turn a new page. There was nothing looming over him now; no ignorant fathers, cowardly brothers, traitorous sisters, not even his mother. In a sense, he was finally alone.
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