White Fir Notch Round Two

All welcome! Come meet the grump! He's been apart of WFN since the end of May but hasn't been out due to his severe infection and injuries

It had been months since the large sea wolf had been attacked. His injuries had healed for the most part but his muscles were stiff and withered from months of little to no activity. His frame was thin and willowy, a far cry from his normally muscular build. His once brilliant coat was dull, patchy, and unkept. Had anyone from his past saw him now none would recognize him, other than Nauja. She was the only one to see him at his lowest. He really owed his life to her and the leaders of White Fir Notch. They had brought him back from the brink of death, therefore the large man would gladly devote that life to them.

Over the last few months Tyne had hidden away in a den relatively close to the packs medical den so that his healers could easily get him the herbs he needed. But he was far enough away that someone wouldn't simply stumble upon him. The Kersey male was too embarrassed to face anyone else in the state he was in. Over the last few weeks he had ventured out from his den just to begin moving around again. Today the tawny man decided to go further than he had ever gone before.

Creamy limbs carried his thin body slowly over the terrain. He walked through the fir trees, golden orbs surveying his new home. It was pretty he had to admit. Different than that of the cedarwood forest, but no where near the beauty of Bella Coola. The coast would always hold a special place in the brutes heart, but he could come to love this place too. The sound of running water drew his attention away from the sights. His mouth suddenly felt dry so a drink didnt sound like a bad idea. With that Tyne began to make his way towards the water.

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Raising his eyes to the sky, Ryker noticed the grey clouds covering the sky and wonder if it would rain any time soon. He wished it did, because rain helped calm him and even liked sitting in the rain. When it wasn't too cold any way. But turning his blue eyes away from the sky, Ryker pondered what to do. He had simply been wandering around in a state of lost thoughts without a goal really in mind. Maybe he could hunt?

Expect he wasn't hungry so that would not do much good. As he thought about what he could do, his feet carried him towards the sound of running water and soon he was staring down at his own reflection. Maybe he could try learn how to fish? Fish were in abundance in this particular creek and he often wondered what they tasted like but could never catch one, no matter how hard he tried. Not only were they slippery scaly creatures but the rocks were uneven and just as slippery the fish.

So more often then not, Ryker would sulk nearby the creek, soaking wet and with no fish to show for it as he glared at the fish shimmering in the water. But since he wasn't hungry and not particularly interested in attempting to fish or get wet, he just settled by the water.

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The sound of water grew louder as the tawny man walked. It wasn't long before golden eyes laid upon a flowing river. It wasn't a very big river, more of a creek really but water was water. Tyne throat burned as he neared the bank. Not thinking of anything else the sea wolf walked up to the edge and knelt. His coral tongue lapped up the cool liquid eagerly. It soothed the burning of thirst immediately. A quite sound behind him caused the sea wolf to whip his head around. All he saw at first was a wolfish shape that was enough to cause the thin man to pedal backwards frantically. Flashes of the dark woman attacking him by the water flew in front of his eyes. Tyne reeled back and hunkered down ready for her to attack. But no teeth made contact thus causing him to realize that no attack was going to come. Dark pupils dilated to allow his vision to clear. Instead of a dark woman there was just a boy that had a darker version of the Kersey own. His heaving sides slowed as Tynes breathing became more regular again. His charcoal audits flicked back as his gaze dropped from embarrassment. "Uh - um - sorry about that" he apologized, ashamed of his reaction. This was not the impression he wanted to leave on these wolves.

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The sound of water grew louder as the tawny man walked. It wasn't long before golden eyes laid upon a flowing river. It wasn't a very big river, more of a creek really but water was water. Tyne throat burned as he neared the bank. Not thinking of anything else the sea wolf walked up to the edge and knelt. His coral tongue lapped up the cool liquid eagerly. It soothed the burning of thirst immediately. A quite sound behind him caused the sea wolf to whip his head around. All he saw at first was a wolfish shape that was enough to cause the thin man to pedal backwards frantically. Flashes of the dark woman attacking him by the water flew in front of his eyes. Tyne reeled back and hunkered down ready for her to attack. But no teeth made contact thus causing him to realize that no attack was going to come. Dark pupils dilated to allow his vision to clear. Instead of a dark woman there was just a boy that had a darker version of the Kersey own. His heaving sides slowed as Tynes breathing became more regular again. His charcoal audits flicked back as his gaze dropped from embarrassment. "Uh - um - sorry about that" he apologized, ashamed of his reaction. This was not the impression he wanted to leave on these wolves.

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