He was off, outside of the territory all alone. That made him happy. He was mostly proud of himself for trying something new. It wasn’t often that he went out of his way to leave the territory and do something alone. His mother had said that the snow could be dangerous when it was too deep, but it wasn’t, so he was making the most of it.
Right now, it wasn’t even snowing.
That brought through some happy feelings. He wasn’t bored, even though he was just starting to get to love the snow. It was a beautiful thing, and he enjoyed being out in it. The softness of it was amazing, too.
IT’S SO WINDY, a voice said in the distance. Oliver’s head turned in confusion. Who had screamed that in the middle of nowhere? Yes, it was indeed windy, but Oliver saw no reason as to why one would yell it out in the open. It wasn’t so windy that words were inaudible through the sound of the howling wind.
Nevertheless, Oliver still ran towards the voice as he knew nothing better. If he was running into a trap of sorts, he wouldn’t know it. Perhaps he should not have journeyed this far out, but he never doubted himself. This was, in fact, the thing he wanted to do. Meet others. Despite that, he didn’t want to meet others that were dangerous.
Besides, if he got home, he would have something to boast about with his siblings, and tell his parents so that they could be proud of him. Wouldn’t that be awesome?
Curious, Oliver sped up. He spotted a wolf in the distance and grinned. He assumed this was the wolf that had called out in joy or dismay. He wasn’t sure. “Hello!” He said, sounding pleased with himself. Well, he felt like he should be pleased with himself!
Aug 10, 2016 02:30 PM — Post #1
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