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Destin had awakened earlier than Sibyl. When his eyes opened, he could see her still-sleeping form slumped up against that log she loved so much. There was an uncertainty about him and so he remained there, laying down, watching the female that had helped him reach his goal. The excitement from the previous day was back faster and larger than before, and as he blinked the sleep away he felt it in full force. There were butterflies in his stomach and jitters in his legs. He just couldn't wait anymore, he needed to go explore!
His past stopped him and prevented him from adjusting himself to stand. That bear was still in his dreams, and he knew that somewhere out there in this forest would be a similar animal waiting to strike. He trusted the wolves of Grizzly Hollow with his life already, though he hadn't even met more than two of them yet, but were there some things that they could not control? Patrolling twenty-four seven in all places was not possible. And so the nagging fear was still attached to his brain, whispering to him. Sure, he could go off on his own, but what if something happened? What if he was unlucky today too? This irrational fear might not have a basis and many would perhaps not have such a feeling, but Destin could not shake it no matter what he told himself.
So the large male remained laying against the tree he had fallen asleep on the previous evening. His gaze watched the forest in interest, his eyes passing and inspecting every tree he could see. There was no way anything could happen here, right? It was just too peaceful. It was just too quiet. For some reason this last thought made him stop. Too quiet. And then, he realized, it was so. There were no birds singing in the trees nor the shuffling of animals in bushes nearby. It was like time had stopped for all but the wolves of the forest, or all the other creatures had disappeared without a trace. It was a lovely winter's day, the sun shined behind clouds and was still a comfort in the sky. There was snow on the ground but not any amount that wasn't manageable. He had heard birds yesterday, but no music from them had reached his ears today. The silence wasn't peaceful anymore. It was unnerving.
The brown male's eyes moved back and forth and his golden eyes latched back onto the familiar form of Sibyl. He did not want to wake her from what appeared to be a deep slumber. Destin hesitated and still remained up against the tree, not being able to shake this new nervousness that clutched his being.