Glorall had quieted down some since that strange wolf came up and attacked him out of nowhere. He'd had time to lick his wounds and heal, but it made him realize that he was still useful in Glorall. He'd felt so lost after Inanna left but over time, he'd found himself again. The support of Triton helped, but as his son pulled away from him, wanting independence and to have his own space, Thor knew he would need to learn how to stand on his own four paws again. He'd done it once. He could do it again. He'd spent four years of his life wandering on his own, though of course, he'd had spaces of time with other packs to train and learn how to survive. But being alone wasn't new to him. He ventured over the borders of Glorall and headed into the free lands. He found himself heading into the fields until he could see the clear waters of the lake ahead. He didn't dare to think about going into the water with the chilly breeze breaking through but it was still nice to look at. He found the water soothing, even though it didn't have the calming sounds of ocean waves like he got at his home pack. The waters were still for the most part, though the wind made it choppy in some places. He could see the fish from here and he licked his lips, thinking about fishing, but he knew he didn't really need it. He still had plenty of food stocked up in his den. Instead he found himself sitting on the banks, looking around for others. He was sure even with the cooler weather, other wolves would venture here for socializing. He was feeling a bit lonely without Triton sleeping in his den at night. He'd gotten too used to having someone there for warmth and company and now he felt like a bachelor again, albeit a reluctant one, at best. Would he ever feel whole again? Sure, he had Talien as his imprint and she had been an asset to him after Inanna left. He counted her as a good friend, but still, he had time to feel lonely. Thor male.9 years old.36in, 145#.born to NatuxFenrir.sibling to Samia.bound to Talien.mated to 
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