He did not intend to stay on the other side of the borders for too long. Just a quick little trip, to stretch his legs and maybe find something to bring home, and then he would be back home in no time. He had barely strayed across the borders, keeping within shouting distance as he meandered through the trees. The fur on the back of his neck pickled with uncertainty as he glanced around, nervously, his tail swaying low between his legs. While the boy preferred being on his own (mostly due to the fact this his siblings were loud and rambunctious) he was always nervous when he left the safety of Driftwood behind. But he did not like to pester his older packmates to join him. Not even Jynx, who he spent most of his time with (aside from his parents, of course). Any time he asked he felt as though he was bothering them, and that was the last thing he wanted to do.
A familiar voice pulled him away from his thoughts. His ears immediately flattened against his skull as he turned to meet Oksana’s bright gaze. He should have known one of the Surge wolves would find him eventually. The forest was not as big as it appeared. A soft frown pulled at the corners of his mouth as he adopted a sheepish expression, his sea-green pools quickly averting her inquiring gaze. J-j-just w-walking, he admitted with a soft wag of his tail. Keeping out of trouble.
(This post was last modified: Dec 04, 2018, 04:56 AM by Legolas.)