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"For as long as I can remember . . . I have always been alone." - Razor

Razor made his way through the woods; his destination today, an open meadow. It was a peaceful fall afternoon and after having had an enjoyable evening the day before; Razor decided to just relax today. The large grey scale wolf made his way around boulders and fallen debris and happily stepped on the colored leafs that had already fallen from the trees, smiling at the crunching noise they made. There was just something about fall that lifted the male wolf's spirit; perhaps that is because it reminded him so much of his homeland; or perhaps it was because it wasn't too hot, or too cold. Not only that but the colors around this time of year.... The male smiled as he looked up at the sky through the tree canopy. The leafs different shades of reds and browns, and yellows and oranges; then the sky was almost always a soft blue, with a few clouds here and there. This, this was perhaps another reason why he enjoyed autumn so much....

After enjoying the view, Razor continued on his way, reaching the meadow only a few moments later; he smiled as he looked across the field; it was empty. Relieved that he wasn't scaring any doe or other animals of the woods away from their meals, Razor padded forward and sniffed around in the tall grass, looking for a comfortable place to lay down and just soak in the sunshine. After finding a suitable place; the large male laid himself down and relaxing, smiling as he looked up at the sky; why did this all feel so... familiar though? Razor's ears pinned back as he closed his golden eyes, letting out a heavy sigh, before resting his head on top of his forepaws and drifting into a soft slumber.

As he rested though, his mind did not stay at ease. There were memories that flooded his dreams; from when he was younger, much younger! He was a pup again, his body clean from scars, and his life- well it was the same as now. He was laying in the meadow, many other wolves enjoying the sun as he was but they all had a family member, mate, or friend enjoying this moment with them. Little Razor though, he had no one; his mother he had never known, his father didn't even acknowledge him, his den mother only fed him, and he had no other siblings, or friends. The young pup sighed and closed his eyes as he rested his head on his paws; drifting to sleep moments later.

Razor woke, lifting his head, his eyes swelling with tears; his puppyhood was such a sad one, and even still- he was still living that way. Lifting a paw, Razor swiped his eyes with the back of it, removing the tears that threatened to fall from them. What was wrong with him? Why was he getting so emotional over this, he has always been alone, what's the big deal; what has changed since then and now? Well, a lot but even so, he hadn't reflected on it such as he was now. Closing his eyes, Razor thought about it some much- until his golden gaze shot open once more and his tail began to thump the ground. Friends. That was what has changed in Razor's life; friends! Impala, Phen, Skins, Judith- all of them were his friends, and he loved them all, respected them, and cared for them and would do anything to protect them.

His chest puffed out with pride, Razor stood up and looked to the sky. He was no longer alone; but why had he thought of this now? Perhaps it was the season, Razor always seemed to be more open and gleeful around this time of year- with his other half, the ripper, seeming to be almost dormant, perhaps that was why he had so much on his mind. Smiling, Razor's tail wagged before he pushed off and began to run toward the borders of Chandor. Yes, friends; he wasn't alone, he had friends, and there was absolutely no reason that he couldn't spend the season of fall all by his lonesome, no- he was going to spend it with one of his friends. Raising his much to the sky, Razor opened his maw and let out a long, happy, and soul filled howl; even those who knew his voice when he sang, would not recognize his howl today, as it had changed in tone, in note, and in happiness. For once, Razor felt like a wolf, not a monster, for once; he felt alive.

"I have always been alone, for as long as I can remember, but that doesn't mean I have to stay alone . . . I have my friends, and I will do everything I can to protect them, and keep them close." - Razor

Razor (c) Sparkanine

Impala (c) Wildfire-Tama
Phen (c) Chimaerix
Skins (c) Hyperesis
Judith (c)Wolf-Chalk

For Group Domain-of-the-Wolf

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"For as long as I can remember . . . I have always been alone." - Razor

Razor made his way through the woods; his destination today, an open meadow. It was a peaceful fall afternoon and after having had an enjoyable evening the day before; Razor decided to just relax today. The large grey scale wolf made his way around boulders and fallen debris and happily stepped on the colored leafs that had already fallen from the trees, smiling at the crunching noise they made. There was just something about fall that lifted the male wolf's spirit; perhaps that is because it reminded him so much of his homeland; or perhaps it was because it wasn't too hot, or too cold. Not only that but the colors around this time of year.... The male smiled as he looked up at the sky through the tree canopy. The leafs different shades of reds and browns, and yellows and oranges; then the sky was almost always a soft blue, with a few clouds here and there. This, this was perhaps another reason why he enjoyed autumn so much....

After enjoying the view, Razor continued on his way, reaching the meadow only a few moments later; he smiled as he looked across the field; it was empty. Relieved that he wasn't scaring any doe or other animals of the woods away from their meals, Razor padded forward and sniffed around in the tall grass, looking for a comfortable place to lay down and just soak in the sunshine. After finding a suitable place; the large male laid himself down and relaxing, smiling as he looked up at the sky; why did this all feel so... familiar though? Razor's ears pinned back as he closed his golden eyes, letting out a heavy sigh, before resting his head on top of his forepaws and drifting into a soft slumber.

As he rested though, his mind did not stay at ease. There were memories that flooded his dreams; from when he was younger, much younger! He was a pup again, his body clean from scars, and his life- well it was the same as now. He was laying in the meadow, many other wolves enjoying the sun as he was but they all had a family member, mate, or friend enjoying this moment with them. Little Razor though, he had no one; his mother he had never known, his father didn't even acknowledge him, his den mother only fed him, and he had no other siblings, or friends. The young pup sighed and closed his eyes as he rested his head on his paws; drifting to sleep moments later.

Razor woke, lifting his head, his eyes swelling with tears; his puppyhood was such a sad one, and even still- he was still living that way. Lifting a paw, Razor swiped his eyes with the back of it, removing the tears that threatened to fall from them. What was wrong with him? Why was he getting so emotional over this, he has always been alone, what's the big deal; what has changed since then and now? Well, a lot but even so, he hadn't reflected on it such as he was now. Closing his eyes, Razor thought about it some much- until his golden gaze shot open once more and his tail began to thump the ground. Friends. That was what has changed in Razor's life; friends! Impala, Phen, Skins, Judith- all of them were his friends, and he loved them all, respected them, and cared for them and would do anything to protect them.

His chest puffed out with pride, Razor stood up and looked to the sky. He was no longer alone; but why had he thought of this now? Perhaps it was the season, Razor always seemed to be more open and gleeful around this time of year- with his other half, the ripper, seeming to be almost dormant, perhaps that was why he had so much on his mind. Smiling, Razor's tail wagged before he pushed off and began to run toward the borders of Chandor. Yes, friends; he wasn't alone, he had friends, and there was absolutely no reason that he couldn't spend the season of fall all by his lonesome, no- he was going to spend it with one of his friends. Raising his much to the sky, Razor opened his maw and let out a long, happy, and soul filled howl; even those who knew his voice when he sang, would not recognize his howl today, as it had changed in tone, in note, and in happiness. For once, Razor felt like a wolf, not a monster, for once; he felt alive.

"I have always been alone, for as long as I can remember, but that doesn't mean I have to stay alone . . . I have my friends, and I will do everything I can to protect them, and keep them close." - Razor

Razor (c) Sparkanine

Impala (c) Wildfire-Tama
Phen (c) Chimaerix
Skins (c) Hyperesis
Judith (c)Wolf-Chalk

For Group Domain-of-the-Wolf