Secret Woodlands Rainy Day

Spring showers have come early, resulting in heavy downpours throughout parts of Relic Lore.

its a bit short... im out of practice'

The pale ghost had sought cover inside the main den, or rather at the edge of it. His two-toned eyes were directed towards something outside the den though his body langue was neutral. He just stood there and watched the rain, watch the drops fall in a fast pace towards the ground before creating puddles all over the pack's territory. It had been like this since morning, he went to cheek the borders, mark them and then he come back here. Since his demotion he had not dared to leave the woodlands territory though had often traveled to the border that was directed towards the notch. He wanted to leave the pack, to travel to find her but if he did he feared he not be let back in again. Aidden had given him something he could not just throw away, she had given him a second chance. And yet the thoughts of his dark medic swarmed his mind, what had become of her? Was she safe? Was she warm in a cozy den or alone in the wild? He shivered slightly by the thought of his dark medic all alone out there in the wild. And it was all his fault. his ears pulled back slightly, as he stood there watching the rain fall from the sky.

"Talking" IT.