the lonely road

This was going to take some getting use to. Since leaving the self-proclaimed Prince, Dagda felt as though he'd done nothing more than wander. No two places were the same, nor did he find anywhere he would wish to settle. He wasn't quite sure the direction he was going to take, or what the best decision would be for him going forward, but he was certain that in time perhaps he would find it within himself to settle. Today was not that day. The cool air pressed against his face as he continued onward, not stopping until he approached a vast landscape. His dark lips pulled into a subtle frown as he slowed his gait, his yellow gaze scanning the surrounding area for anything, anyone.

It seemed today would grace him with something other than a landscape of loneliness at least. There was a figure settled a little further down, light in contrast against the vast sea of green. He was hesitant to approach, lucky with his first encounter, but he was not so sure all were as tamed. 

What did he have to lose though, really?

Dagda moved onward, though he was careful to give his new company space as he approached, his voice cutting through the silence of the air with greeting. “Excuse my interruption,” he inhaled a slow breath, the cold air filling his lungs. “I am just passing through,” he didn't smell any indication that this place may have been ruled by a pack, but he wasn't so sure of many things as of late. 

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