Don't Cry :: Leaving :: Tears mean nothing

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    [size=8] The paws he left here from young to adult was racing through his memory as he stood ready to journey out and find his place. Which he has and the words from his mother pushed him to fight for his right to be so he was meant to be. So holding his skull up he faced the pack with a sad frown. He'd visit when he could buy as Squad Leader in the Clan of Sights. Taking no * now he stood tall and more grown into his body. He said his bidding quickly Im leaving.. To find my own place.. I'll visit.. I'll miss you very much.. You've been my home and my shelter now I need to find a place for me.. I'll be in the Clan Of Sights not one for farewells and emotions he walked away not even glancing back. He figured it was time for his next big plot and had to leave..


    // BUT I'LL HAVE ANOTHER JOINING SOON! [/size]

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    Harley's ears flattened. He was...leaving. Okay then. Approaching, Harley frowned meekly. "Bye." She offered meekly.
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    She was absolutely heartbroken to see him go. Coming home, Vice had become one of her closest friends, and now, he was gone. But at least he promised to visit..right? Ah, damn it, no one upheld their visiting promises, not then, and not now. When would he be back? She just hoped this wouldn't be the last time she saw her friend.
    The young wolf had come over slowly, expression clearly falling at Vice's announcement. She tried to understand, she really did, but she felt incredibly selfish at that point and to be honest, she didn't really care. "[b]Have fun Vice, stay safe. Bring home lots of stories!    "


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    why are you singing me love songs.
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    What good is a love song,
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    Nova understood wht it meant when one seached for their place in life. She would not stop her eldest living son because of her selfish wish to have her family with her. He would come again she knew. He would come home at least to visit .


    "Be safe is all I ask. Mother Moon guide you." she whispered before tilting her head back in a mournful farewell.



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    He was leaving? Art felt kind of sad, well, kind of more like the feeling of musing over a tragedy play, but either way, having someone go was buneo. He would nod his head in acknowledgement and join the others in watching him leave.

    ATACET !
    "What?" Came the loud shriek of Atacet as he bounded over, completely rushing past Frigidfall, Novamoon, and Art. The brown-furred wolf came to a halt, his bicolored eyes wide and having something in them that appeared to be a mix of sadness and anger. The young wolf shook his head, ears flattened back against his skull. "What the heck, Vice? You're just leaving? Why?" Though Atacet and Vice never got along very well, it didn't mean that Atacet cared for his brother. He liked having someone to get pissed at, because otherwise life would be all sunshine and rainbows. And though that sounded nice, it would just feel like a... fake sort of life.


    The canine bit his own lip, to a point where it almost started bleeding. Atacet had no idea where the Clan of Sights was, but once he found out, oooh boy, he would be visiting a lot. And probably embarassing the hell out of Vice, too. Atacet backed up, shaking his head back and forth. "Fine, I guess. I don't see why'd you leave but... g'bye, Vice. I- I'll miss you." Atty frowned, and then went down to sit next to his mother.