[Scott is here to save the lonely threads.]
He wasn’t sure why he was back here, exactly, only that it had felt wrong to leave this place. This valley. It pulled at him. Something had pulled him back. Maybe it was the fact that this was the land where he and his father had grown a strong bond, and there was nothing else to go back to. It had just felt… wrong. His father’s family didn’t feel like family to him, but it had been his father’s. But here, here was where he had been born, and grown up, for the most part of his life.
And Scott was willing to try again, to give this land another chance. While it was a place full of sadness, it also had good memories. And maybe… a future. Traveling made him feel so alone. Scott wanted to be part of something bigger.
Maaike and the others had helped him. He was doing a little bit better. But leaving this place… it just did not feel right. So, he had apologized to her, and headed back.
Still young, he already got plans. Scott wanted to either join a pack, or start one, himself.
One way or another, he would be a part of something bigger again. One way or another, he would be whole again.
This area was new to him, he had not yet been here. He had come down from the northern mountains, where he had last been seen, and moved west, then south. He realized… he had not yet seen the coast. Wrenegade and him had never gone there.
Scott felt… guilty.
But, he had a feeling he was nearing a coast.
This area was not very interesting, though. It looked rather dead? Strange enough, Scott found an interesting comfort in that.
Apr 05, 2018 04:04 AM — Post #1
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