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It was hard being away from Moladian but I know it was the right thing to do. I've matured a lot while I was away "studying abroad" as the educated would say. I left looking for adventure and someone who would hone my skills as a diplomat just as Tesseract was doing for me. I know I could have stayed with him and learned much in that year but I wanted to see and experience more than just what Glorall could offer. I wanted to see the world and so I got up the courage one morning to march right over the borders and kept walking until nothing looked or smelled familiar. I met a lot of wolves on my journey, mostly loners but I came across a few packs. Some were friendly and wished for me to join them and others tried to run me off with teeth and claws. My sister Viora probably wouldn't have expected me to survive but I did just that. I was also secretly looking for my brother Solitaire but of course I never found him. At this point, I guess he's either dead or too far gone to ever come back. I'll miss my litter mate but he was never around in the beginning so it's not as big of a loss as it was going a year without my sister. Even with her hyperness and need fro play 24/7, she was always there to torment and stalk so not having her around to mess with really bugged me. I need to see how she's doing. I wonder if she's still in Glorall and if she's still hanging around with that weird red haired guy, Magnus. I still say he stinks though I might be polite enough not to say anything this time. See? I have matured. I smell the fear of the elk herd as they thunder past, making me pause as I watch from the bushes. When wolves rush by after them, I don't hesitate to jump in the chase, barking my greeting as I wag my tail and flatten my ears. Dust is a horrible thing that tickles madly when it gets in the ear. "Hey guys, whatcha doing? Mind if I join? I can run fast, promise!" Tristan.male.3 years old.son of Enigma & |