4/29/2025, 2:43 AM
Skill: Ranger [1/5]
Things changed. Again, and again, and again—Da's been gone for ages. He and Mammy were still beasts. Albeit now, his legs had grown. He was tall again, his snout longer, his ears longer. He wasn't a small, round pup. He was shaping into a full-blown wolf.
Things didn't feel so fast-paced at home. Yet, the memory of 'home' faded fast. He was a wee boy when they were still in Avon. His mind couldn't even comprehend the changes—yet, now, he'd started to question it all. Where truly was this? "Mythris" wasn't enough of an answer anymore. How did they end up here? And why wasn't Da with them? He wanted to ask—but he didn't want to trouble Mammy. He was sure she was going through quite enough without Da.
Lugh wasn't used to standing on lanky limbs. A simple trot was just as fast as his gallop from when he first arrived—where had the time gone? The ginger boy loped out from the rest of the pack's haven, out onto the crimson meadows beyond.
A dark nose, blushed with pink, pointed at the ground. His tail swept slowly by his hocks as he wandered forwards, eyes transfixed on the ground.
It was getting dark—he should be back with Ma. Yet, something was alluring him forward, the presence still unknown—
Until a light flashed before his face. And another, by his side. Another, this time beside his feet.
Lugh's ears perked up, and the young boy began to prance forward, following the flickering lights—their presence fleeting, yet beautiful nonetheless. An exuberant giggle left his lips, and he continued to leap over the grass in pursuit of the light show that sparkled around him.
Things didn't feel so fast-paced at home. Yet, the memory of 'home' faded fast. He was a wee boy when they were still in Avon. His mind couldn't even comprehend the changes—yet, now, he'd started to question it all. Where truly was this? "Mythris" wasn't enough of an answer anymore. How did they end up here? And why wasn't Da with them? He wanted to ask—but he didn't want to trouble Mammy. He was sure she was going through quite enough without Da.
Lugh wasn't used to standing on lanky limbs. A simple trot was just as fast as his gallop from when he first arrived—where had the time gone? The ginger boy loped out from the rest of the pack's haven, out onto the crimson meadows beyond.
A dark nose, blushed with pink, pointed at the ground. His tail swept slowly by his hocks as he wandered forwards, eyes transfixed on the ground.
It was getting dark—he should be back with Ma. Yet, something was alluring him forward, the presence still unknown—
Until a light flashed before his face. And another, by his side. Another, this time beside his feet.
Lugh's ears perked up, and the young boy began to prance forward, following the flickering lights—their presence fleeting, yet beautiful nonetheless. An exuberant giggle left his lips, and he continued to leap over the grass in pursuit of the light show that sparkled around him.