acceptance or denial ;; chiraq//kore's calling

The early morning rays were now casting itself upon the land. The orange glow and the shadows cast across the various colorful rides and buildings created an interesting contrast to everything around Chiraq, though his inky black coat only absorbed the light; the only color it could offer him is the slightest tint of yellow, much like his eyes, in his sheen. Chiraq had been waking up earlier lately. Having this massive land required massive maintenance when he was alone; he  had to check the waters, chase away cats, reaffirm the borders, check all the buildings, and many many more things. 


Now the brute had settled down once all was done and listened to the sound of solitude. While he wasn't the most socially outgoing type, he wasn't a steadfast loner. Until three years ago, he had traveled an entire century with another dog. Chiraq had not truly understood how nice it was to be able to break the silence with another until the privilege was gone. He wasn't one to mope in his lonesome; Gospel was special, and knowing this and that he was gone now gave Chiraq a deep set feeling of failure. He was gone because he had failed him, and Chiraq was set on it being the first and final time he would ever let one of his own down.

Chiraq was turning his pent up anger at himself into hunting fuel. he sprung to his feet, muscles rippling with the anxious need for something to chase or tear into; anything that could release this pent up energy. But when he heard a howl that echoed so beautifully through the decaying towers of the entrance throughout all of the packland, his crudely cropped ears flickered and the tension flowed out of his system. 

Chiraq entered the building. The sun was now higher into the sky and soon early morning would become noon. The rays washed over the rubble, skulls, and flowers, making even the smallest skitter across these things highly detectable. But he wasn't worried about the other creatures that cluttered the entrance at the moment. He saw a familiar face-or more like familiar set of eyes- that brought one of his more charming smiles to his features. He walked over to the corso, his voice deep and low as ever, holding more volume since he had gotten a good share of fresh water, but also holding a warmness that wasn't present in their first encounter.

"It is nice to see you have made it here without any problems. And hopefully with the intentions of joining me?

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demonax

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EEEE I'm so ready for this