[align=center][div style="width: 500px; text-align: justify; font-family: helvetica; font-size: 9pt; line-height: 1.4;"]A month. It was hardly believable—to him, anyways—that he had been away from this place for a full month. That was the longest that August had ever been on his own, and it was a miracle that he had survived this far. He was a young wolf pup, naive and inexperienced and just as vulnerable as any other child in the face of the outside world, and yet he had returned from the wilderness without as much as a scratch on him ( his fur, however, did not go unruffled ).
He had left without warning. He figured that he would be back within a few days, but... Apparently he had been wrong. The days turned into weeks, with him traveling through mountains and forestry in search of his mother, who he had not seen in months. With no luck, August figured that he would return to Sunhaven, where he could at least call a home ( if they would have him back ).
The wolf pup had arrived directly in the coastal town, which he saw was being slowly but surely rebuilt after the flooding. He rounded around the buildings, searching for any familiar face that he could greet.
He had left without warning. He figured that he would be back within a few days, but... Apparently he had been wrong. The days turned into weeks, with him traveling through mountains and forestry in search of his mother, who he had not seen in months. With no luck, August figured that he would return to Sunhaven, where he could at least call a home ( if they would have him back ).
The wolf pup had arrived directly in the coastal town, which he saw was being slowly but surely rebuilt after the flooding. He rounded around the buildings, searching for any familiar face that he could greet.
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