The titan rose steadily; his muscular appendages trembling in inaudible anticipation. He had been disturbed from his peaceful slumber by a lonesome home. It held the purpose of a definite pining that chimed delicately within his ears. His nostrils flared with a small huff; it was time then. Boaz had departed from his pack in the premature mornings of yesterday; and although he had been degraded profoundly by his own pack members for deserting his past home – the boy felt it was for the best he had left. Boaz sought and longed to known what had been out of the borders of his home; the kingdom he had once flourished in was a consoling thought but it had reached the stage of predictability. The lad needed new adventures…and he certainly wouldn’t receive them there.<br /> <br /> Boaz’s had been painted with a gentle milky chocolate hide; blessed with a white stomach and bestowed with intelligent honey lanterns – he was not an unusual sight but still rather appealing to the eye. His paws took strides of complete caution that ruffled the debris beneath his pads that crackled with a defiant noise. He moved a quick pace; eager to know what waited him at the end of the howl. The titan sniffed the air; deciphering two new scents of two new females. He continued onwards, dodging trees that attempted vainly to bring his sprint to an end. His pistons leapt over fallen logs and jumped within the puddles that laced the kingdom. The air was tainted softly with another wolf; a brute this time. Good, he wouldn’t be the only male.<br /> <br /> The hessian slowed, his limbs gently padding onwards instead of the quick sprint he had bestowed himself only earlier before. He had reached the area he desired. Boaz stopped before an arching tree that possessed a large trunk; allowing him to discreetly observe. Boaz’s haunches lowered carefully to the ground – hoping that they wouldn’t catch his scent within the wind. On a low branch of the tree, a spider’s web had been formed. Its fragile threads laced the tree, glimmering with dew drops. Even the brute – who had never taken any fascination with these things – had to admit they possessed a mysterious beauty. In the corner, a small spider was focused in a task; cocooning its prey of a little fly. <br /> <br /> His sunny gazers swivelled to focus upon the three wolves. The first wolf his eyes dedicated their time to was a female possessing the pelt of a silvery, black and white. Boaz could barely see her eyes but he could see the slight glimmer of an azure shade. The following female was one who had a tawny coated hide and her eyes were a bright, leafy pigment. Boaz’s gazers twisted onto the brute that had recently joined them; a black and grey wolf with different coloured eyes. It was quite unusual, to Boaz who had never seen a wolf with bi-coloured eyes. <br /> <br /> His heart quickened in a rapid pace; eager and excited to be so close to wolf’s he knew nothing about. With slow strides, he presented himself. His tail swayed slowly, ears pointing forward in a curious nature. “Hello,” he greeted them; his voice warm and friendly. “I’m Boaz.”<br /> <br /> OOC : Hope you don't mind me joining in. :) Sorry if the post is a lil' messed up - I didn't know what the post order was. >.< I do now though.
