Tiberius flapped his wings, but strangely unable to fly. He was in the forest by now, close to many packs. He only lifted off the ground a few feet. He looked behind himself, shocked to see his wings fading. He was discouraged by this, as he hasn't walked on real land for a long time.

You see, wolves only get their wings in the high realm. Their wings only work in that realm, unless they are a really powerful wolf. If they go back to the main realm, they will receive their old paws. Unfortunately, their wings will fade because they were only made to exist in the other realm. They wouldn't be able to walk as well as when they were real and alive for a long period of time, because their body doesn't work like it does in the high realm. Say, you don't walk on real feet for a long time. You might use your hands as a new way to travel. But, if your feet work again, it will be like a pony riding a unicycle. However, gradually you will get better and better.

Mysty nodded, she could understand this. For she knew packs could be ruthless towards strays if they happened upon them. Her parents pack had been especially strict, any non pack wolf spotted on their territory was to be seriously injured or even killed. Father had never let anyone go unpunished for a crime, no matter how small..." Do you think this pack will be successful, I always dream that I will lead a strong pack that never fades even when I have long passed." Mysty didn't too deeply think on her past failures and loses for it would rune the perfectly calm night that was gifted to them. Nothing out of the ordinary was stirring and all the small creatures didn't not call out in distress, it was a good night. The alpha let her pale blue gaze remain on Rhodry for a time as he settled down next to her. She hadn't had another grown wolf to sleep near in so long she wasn't sure what to do.

Rhodry / Male / 4years / Member(eastern pack) / Current location: Eastern pack terretory

As he heared her question he stopped cleaning his left leg. His ears was turned towards his neck, thinking carefully of what she had said. "Well ... I cant promiss anything" he said carefully. Slowly he looked up toward her while his ears wehre moving as he was thinking. "However I can belive. And yes, I do belive thatthe pack ill grow large and strong. I belive that in the futer, wolves will talk about this pack in fear and respect."he said after some time. "I belive that this pack can become one of the truley great ones" he added while nodding. Yeah. THat sounds about right. Yeah, thats what he thinks. Happy with his answer he looked at her, waiting patiently for a response to the one he had given.

Tiberius wavered left and right as he flicked his gaze up and down, side to side. He sighed. His legs were getting tired. He tried to fly, but he didn't lift a bit. He turned his head only to see his wings almost completely transparent. At this point, he was depressed. He didn't care if he was alive now, I just wanted his wings back. He knew the only way to do so is to get back to the top dimension. At this point, the sun was setting. He chose to rest for the night. He padded deeper into the forest, away from the plains and into darker territory. He soon enough - and unexpectedly - arrived in the Eastern Pack territory without noticing. There were many rivers and small lakes here. There were many spots free of trees as well. The land was pretty flat. He found a small creek with much plantation around it. The water was very fresh, as well. He decided to lay down under the shade of a tree, a few feet off from the creek. He got down and curled his tail over his haunches and rested his head atop his paws. He hasn't done this in a while, and he enjoyed having the comfort of sleeping under the moon.

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