Tha gràin agam air an t-saoghal
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Ooc — Sofie
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Anyone for a Nauthiz Vale thread? Tag for reference
He was not happy.
He'd made his way back, snarling at anything that moved. He was mad at the beast and himself.
He should've fought, but to do so would be to hurt his sister's supposed mate. He didn't know what to do.
So he ran. Like a coward he'd never been.
He's changed.
He must work harder. Spar more. Go back for her. Alpha or no. By then, he'd be ready for a battle. One winter spar wouldn't be enough preparation. Not between two and not with the warning.
He dived onto a stick, chewing into it with the malice of a Tempest. He broke it over and over.
He snarled at it. Fuckin' stick.
Derg continued stalking on through the vale, needing to clear his mind. Spring. It smelt sweeter. Felt lighter. He inhaled deeply, remembering other things. Olive. That was a nice, serene picture. Calm.
He needed to work. Do something. Anything. Meet other members of the pack that @Liri was making.
He wandered on, thinking. Calming himself.
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