Pan,
Lion of Junior Member
Played by Aistiva

He had no destination, no purpose, not even any kind of real drive. No reason for being on this plane, maybe it was why he had to flee home, despite his mothers constant reassuring voice, that he'd find his purpose...one day. But if he were being honest, he was content with moving along the ebb and flow of life, drifting whichever direction the winds sought to cast him - for now at least. He was a creature of impulse, a reckless and impossible soul that constantly flip flopped his direction in a moments notice. He'd gone from sprawling out on the open plains of the steppes to venturing down the shoreline, crossing where the water was shallow and following the edge of the treeline until he came upon the opening where the ocean met the sands, he wasn't sure how long he'd been walking. His paws ached in defiance to his travels, burning even. He was quite certain they might very well be raw, but he avoided looking.

Those bright hues of blue danced upward, catching the silhouette of the den in the distance, and with a spring of energy Pan nearly leapt forward. His entire body lurching in his surge as the grin lit up his face. He padded over without hesitation, sticking his head in the den, his half wit of a tail swaying with the motion of his hips as he quickly closed the gap between himself and the stranger. Even against the dark backdrop as he drew closer he could make out the strangers details , a combination of lavenders and black, spotted almost like the night sky. Pan approached - inconsiderably so barking a quick. "Hey there!" as he made his way to draw closer so they might be able to see his face. Personal space - out of the question as Pan was already seating himself close beside them, threatening to brush against them if they hadn't already fled his advances.

"Pretty cool view you got here" he commented, eyes following up to the rising sun against the horizon.


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