you're pulling the trigger
pacing the bullet against my heart

He could not say that he was not content in Sleekwing's presence, for he was, but some part of him yearned for the company of Chickadee once more - especially since she had slipped away from him during the night. What had possessed her to do such a thing he did not know, he thought that she had taken a liking to him, but perhaps he had been right about her morality all along. A small smile appeared on his face for a moment at the thought; he would be sure to find her again.

At Sleekwing's response, Valerian turned his gaze upon the large array of mountains around them and he was quite impressed, to say the least. "You live in luxury, I see. The mountains are a part of me as well, it's so strange not being amidst them any longer." A slight twinge of sorrow accentuated his features for a very short moment as he was quick to be rid of the obvious sadness of being from his home. He missed the chill of the high altitude and the wind that accompanied it - he would do anything to have that here, but the mountain belonged to Sleek's pack.

"Ah, I just wander from here to there. I've yet to settle down." He responded to the male's equally casual inquiry. "I'm searching to find out about one particular thing though.. this imprinting. I've heard of it from stories passed down by my ancestors, but they do not truly understand it. What is this thing?" He is undeniably curious about the particular thing that has its hold on nearly every wolf in Moladion, he has yet to meet one who has experienced such a thing, but surely this veteran of the land will know of what he seeks.

Valerian.
× male. seven years. 29 inches - 88 pounds. no bonds. no pack ×
played by Vanity
HTML by Kerowyn