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Despite how Narciss absconded from them when it came to the pack, he held no ill-will towards Fellfang or any particular individual within the group. Something of a prayer murmured beneath his breath to no particular, fathomable god for an encompassing safety. Through what little he knew, awareness arose more and more that something awful painted the horizons to come. Perhaps with gnashing teeth and lethal claws, littering the forestry with shredded prey discarded to rot. A flicker of white.

Did anyone know for sure what had broached the territories and put fur to rise amongst many? Perhaps another pack had managed to scramble together more information for the perpetrators remained in a state of elusiveness.

When Narciss had begun to feel a restlessness inside him, badgering and gnawing at his soul, Fellfang knew little beyond scarce and uncertain sightings, scraps of snowy fur found littered about, a lack of prey, and the decimated bodies of their usual quarry.
There was a lingering thought in his mind. A rumination upon whether the spark of tension that had ignited led him to stray. Led him to fight again against an unsettled feeling.

Like his paws refused to stay still, as if he must forever be on the move no matter the detriment it caused him. For so long within Fellfang, it had manifested into a powerful spell of insomnia which, in totality, he found unshakeable.
Oh, and he ignored how it drained him, stowing away his woes so he may better assist Fellfang. Regardless, it seemed fruitless in the end as he, without a word, as he had done so in Xassa, left when most slept.

If someone saw him leaving, no one spoke a word, and he felt it better that way. Little did it offend him.
A wolf's life was their own. Nothing seemed to silence nor diminish the sensation within him of needing to be traveling once more except for doing what he pined after.
So, it all worked out in the end, well, thus far.

When he began to trek further out from the territory, his steps grew lighter, and his soul seemed to spread its wings, soaring at a high that uplifted him.
However, it did not stay that way. No, soon, such elation would shift into a regret, if only due to the circumstances that came about.

Within the forestry were worrying signs.
More animals left to decompose, swarms of flies hanging in the air in mass, all of which troubled him.
Brought back to his discoveries within Fellfang, unease began to kindle further, yawning open like a maw. A familiar inner-fretting, akin to a taste one does not forget.

As he basked in the glow of moonlight, the prominence of a trend he began to pick up upon revealed itself in full.
Around him was nothing beyond a waft of a foul stench.
What he noticed before reached his cognizance.
A lack of prey. An utter and complete absence.

For days he went without food, no matter how hard he attempted hunting.
There was nothing there, and that hole scared him.
--
[517WC]
+4 bones to Narciss.
Again, same with Atti. But you know, finally got things in place so next month is gonna be up and up.
It's fun working with Narciss as a loner. He's got a traveller's soul.

Description
Despite how Narciss absconded from them when it came to the pack, he held no ill-will towards Fellfang or any particular individual within the group. Something of a prayer murmured beneath his breath to no particular, fathomable god for an encompassing safety. Through what little he knew, awareness arose more and more that something awful painted the horizons to come. Perhaps with gnashing teeth and lethal claws, littering the forestry with shredded prey discarded to rot. A flicker of white.

Did anyone know for sure what had broached the territories and put fur to rise amongst many? Perhaps another pack had managed to scramble together more information for the perpetrators remained in a state of elusiveness.

When Narciss had begun to feel a restlessness inside him, badgering and gnawing at his soul, Fellfang knew little beyond scarce and uncertain sightings, scraps of snowy fur found littered about, a lack of prey, and the decimated bodies of their usual quarry.
There was a lingering thought in his mind. A rumination upon whether the spark of tension that had ignited led him to stray. Led him to fight again against an unsettled feeling.

Like his paws refused to stay still, as if he must forever be on the move no matter the detriment it caused him. For so long within Fellfang, it had manifested into a powerful spell of insomnia which, in totality, he found unshakeable.
Oh, and he ignored how it drained him, stowing away his woes so he may better assist Fellfang. Regardless, it seemed fruitless in the end as he, without a word, as he had done so in Xassa, left when most slept.

If someone saw him leaving, no one spoke a word, and he felt it better that way. Little did it offend him.
A wolf's life was their own. Nothing seemed to silence nor diminish the sensation within him of needing to be traveling once more except for doing what he pined after.
So, it all worked out in the end, well, thus far.

When he began to trek further out from the territory, his steps grew lighter, and his soul seemed to spread its wings, soaring at a high that uplifted him.
However, it did not stay that way. No, soon, such elation would shift into a regret, if only due to the circumstances that came about.

Within the forestry were worrying signs.
More animals left to decompose, swarms of flies hanging in the air in mass, all of which troubled him.
Brought back to his discoveries within Fellfang, unease began to kindle further, yawning open like a maw. A familiar inner-fretting, akin to a taste one does not forget.

As he basked in the glow of moonlight, the prominence of a trend he began to pick up upon revealed itself in full.
Around him was nothing beyond a waft of a foul stench.
What he noticed before reached his cognizance.
A lack of prey. An utter and complete absence.

For days he went without food, no matter how hard he attempted hunting.
There was nothing there, and that hole scared him.
--
[517WC]
+4 bones to Narciss.
Again, same with Atti. But you know, finally got things in place so next month is gonna be up and up.
It's fun working with Narciss as a loner. He's got a traveller's soul.