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Posted on March 13, 2013 at 03:11:45 AM by AJAX
He had been taken back. He had been shy. He had not wanted to embaress his "father" or his small brother at the first meeting of the pack. And yet, it had changed. Weylin had seen Dusk and given up his kingdom for a blood debt. Ajax did not understand this at all. Even though he had been fostered by Bedwyr and now Weylin, Ajax's mentality understood might and power more than customs from a land that seemed more destroyed than the ruins of Moladion. It was not hard to find Pan, his scent spanned Glorall throughout both faded and more recent. His pale mismatched eyes scanned through the forests of Glorall. He knew that he belonged techniqually to the small island that Selene and Weylin claimed as their duchy of sorts, but he couldn't shake the forwardness of Pan's questions. He moved slowly if only because it was easier. He was too young to feel the pain of arthritis that would come sooner rather than later by the malunion that held his left leg together, yet it didn't stop the abnormal motion. The black crowned white wolf moved with the strongest scent of Pan. He was a cripple, with a bum leg and a blind lavender colored eye. Still, these things had been with him since he could remember and thus, it did not hinder him as it might some. Surely he was not the best hunter, and would probably never be the king of anything, but he was intelligent. He was loyal. And he worked hard at anything that he could dedicate himself too. Like being Mortz's big brother. Ajax cared for the fast growing pup with a ridiculous amount of ardor. When at last he came upon Pan, he considered his fellow packmate with his singular good eye. He then wove his way through fallen leaves and near bare foliage. Ajax cleared his throat and sat down, tilting his head a little bit. "Hello there Comrade. I don't know if you remember me, but I was there at the meeting Weylin called." His voice was smooth but there was the inflection of a little bit of nervousness. He had the sinking suspicion that he would be picked apart and yet he had just as many questions for Pan. There was that inkling that he needed to add something to Glorall. He certainly couldn't be a warrior, or a hunter. He could not even be a theif since his trademark movements made him easy to pick out. But he wondered if Pan could analyze him enough to spark an idea as to what direction his life might take.  |
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- = Finding Neverland = - By Pan March 15, 2013 at 03:16:20 AM
EVERY MAN KILLS WHAT HE LOVES - By AJAX March 25, 2013 at 04:43:11 AM
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