Preferred for anyone in GH. :D

Kieph had been fairing well despite the despicable loner status that he attained from leaving his previous pack. Alas, his coat had lost some of it's glossy sheen from the constant travel and his extremities were beginning to show some wear and tear, but overall he deemed worth it. The scents were getting closer and stronger with every passing day and he knew that he had to be close. And if he was that close, he knew he had to be that much closer to his destiny. He wasn't crazy, as many would expect from his dogged determination. He was just very self-assured and knew exactly what he wanted. And anyways, he always got what he wanted, he just had to work a little harder for this one.



Stopping briefly, he lowered his muzzle towards a soft stream that broke through the unclaimed forest that he trekked through. He drank slowly, leisurely. He paused on his way up from the water, watching his reflection intently. He was a bit scruffy, but as he turned from one cheek to the other, he slid a natural grin into it's place. He could pass off as that rugged handsome type. He smelled the obvious pack scent that wove intricately close to the unclaimed lands, and knew it was just a matter of time before he ran into anyone in particular. Until then, he would have to clean himself up a little bit and look the part. It was as if he was stretched out, waiting as if akimbo, until some unsuspecting person would come to pick him up.