The sun hung high upon the cloudless, dead sky as the mooner walked into the forest. Blackened trees frowned on either sides as he walked past, their branches being tossed by the wind as though to tell him to get lost. But the male did not care about it, trudging through like a king. Just a few nights ago, he had met more mooners and even the alphess herself. And he had been accepted into the pack, though one can't say graciously. He had been a little on par with Nahla herself but he could not blame it. She had seemed unreasonable. But the change came after Lunamoon had spoken and due forrespect had come back again. In full measure.

For now, he was again a loner just as he liked it. Indulging in the stillness of the forest where not a single bird stirred but a raven or owl. The feeling of being weighed down however, was easily accepted by him. For that was his exact nature, emotionless and uncaring under such circumstances. Idleness had made him bored and now, wondering about aimlessly, he let out a long sigh, though for what reason he could not really explain. Selecting a nice dry spot, he sat down, bodice stretched out full against the sandy ground and let his crown drop onto his paws. Bright blue optics surveyed the land. If a creature would be so kind as to be pret to him it would be great.

But more than ever, he needed a companion. Too long he had spent time alone. Eatingm scavaging, trotting. You name it. Even if Nahla would meet him he would be glad. For at least she could give him something to do or just chat. A part of him was still bent on not apologising to her that time, but it was like him. Lunamoon had changed him, her demenour was that of grace and poise and she had somehow thought him the meaning of guilt. Indirectly and when not to cause aother harm and pain. Another sigh was let out as eyelids closed half, waiting for a companion to drop by. Somebody, anybody.

Status: Complete
Time of Date: Morning, about 11 when the sun is out.
Muse: Average, not much story to write yet.