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Taking the Chance to Run Wild
Jun. 5th, 2014 04:48 pmIf nothing else, discovering this Nexus place has given Sheriff Bigby Wolf one very important outlet. Surrounded all day by the sounds and smells of New York City, it's easy to be homesick for the endless forests and plains of the Homelands, where he once roamed and hunted without challenge. He never forgets what he truly is, but it's difficult to be a wolf in the city.
But not here.
Outside the town-like area near the entryway, there's a huge sprawling forest and wild woods. It doesn't quite smell like home, but it's a hell of a lot closer than Fabletown and its mundy smells. The massive wolf stands on a hill and just inhales, taking in all the natural scents of a good, clean wilderness. No corruption, no pollution, just plants and wild animals, water and earth, and sunlight breaking through the trees. A faint breeze stirs the air, and he follows it with his other senses, learning what it's come to tell him. Tasting the scents on the wind.
The Big Bad Wolf begins to run, not towards trouble, but just for the sheer joy of running and feeling the grass beneath his enormous paws.
But not here.
Outside the town-like area near the entryway, there's a huge sprawling forest and wild woods. It doesn't quite smell like home, but it's a hell of a lot closer than Fabletown and its mundy smells. The massive wolf stands on a hill and just inhales, taking in all the natural scents of a good, clean wilderness. No corruption, no pollution, just plants and wild animals, water and earth, and sunlight breaking through the trees. A faint breeze stirs the air, and he follows it with his other senses, learning what it's come to tell him. Tasting the scents on the wind.
The Big Bad Wolf begins to run, not towards trouble, but just for the sheer joy of running and feeling the grass beneath his enormous paws.
