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If he was asked what had brought him in this direction, especially with the woods that now surrounding him looking so intimidating in the dark of twilight, he wouldn't have had a good answer. He didn't have a clue — perhaps it was the desire to extend his knowledge of Relic Lore further but Indru was slightly suspicious whether it was just the thrill of going somewhere, anywhere, new. Corinna was bloated with the new life that grew inside of her and the thought of becoming a Father was so thrilling and utterly terrifying to Indru that he had firmly stuck to her side, and thus in the pack lands, for days to make sure she was kept safe, waiting with bated breath for the time when they would just arrive, finally, so he could meet them. It was yet to come and the insistent ripples of anticipation that made his spine curl and his fur bristle (and therefore snap and any other pack member in sight) had been bad enough to drive himself from his beloved's side and just run himself free of it.
So, as the sun had set beneath the horizon, Indru had gazed up to find himself face to face with the forest which had been the setting for most of the ghost stories he had shared with his siblings when he was a pup. Part of him had wanted to be sensible and go somewhere much more comforting and relax but the other part, the one that wanted a big enough thrill to make him forget the worry that rested on his shoulders, had wanted to relieve the ease of his puppy hood and conquer the Ghastly Woods once and for all. The decision his subconscious had come to had utterly nonplussed the boy, but he had decided to go with it and as the hooting of the waking owls echoed around him Indru took the first steps under the tall, shadowing trunks that seemed to cast a perpetual shadow onto the undergrowth below.
Every so often Indru found himself suddenly halt in his explorations as a echo of a seemingly far off cry of something seemed to circulate around him, causing his hackles to rise up along his spine and, on occasion, a small growl to rumble through his throat. At some points the journey was utterly terrifying, and Indru absolutely revelled in it. Eventually his wandering caused him to stumble across a snaking stream, eerily quiet in the deep, dark forest, leaving a sound almost like a whisper curl around you and leave the weirdest feeling of something murmuring in your ear or just over your shoulder. It was nothing like the comforting babbling of the swiftly flowing river Indru now called home but he walked forward splashing his paws into it cautiously and dropped his head to drink, soothing his dry mouth from the adrenaline rush the forest was capable to beating through his veins.