The crystal hearted hold the most value;;
Here I come again. My paws carry me slowly towards the pack, the pack I held mine for so little time. The only thing I wished was to have the chance to give them a life as I didn’t have. A stable life, with no war, no conflicts. But this doesn’t mean we would be completely idle, for sometimes there would be conflicts, there would be fights. I would be there for them, to listen, to guide them. That’s what an alpha is there for, to guide his pack. The wolves are not subordinates who owe respect to the alpha, they do not owe anything to him, he owe to them for accepting him as their alpha. How many are they? How many wolves could simply rebel against the alpha? Yet, they choose to follow him, to listen to him. The duty of an alpha is very much like a father’s.
It’s a nice day, blue skies and there is little snow. My wounds didn’t have time to heal. But at least it had time to stop bleeding. I had a little secret way to clean it and it doesn’t look so bad now. The pain after that fall is over and I’m not limping anymore. Grey paws step lightly on the ground as I approached the pack borders. I came to a halt here and lifted my muzzle to release a call for the pack’s king, trying to ignore the pain on my scruff. Muzzle lowering. Sitting down, I relax… Well… After all that happened, I just hope he just listens to me. I just didn’t want him as enemy.
I wait for him, hoping he would not attack me.
Sulan
10 Years old |Diveen Wolf| Forever Dusk’s lover | --38in/100lbs--
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