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Seized by motherly licks as result of the green she-wolfs thrill, Jaxom grinned. He hadn't recieved such affection since he was a pup but he was still young and, in a sense, he had forgotten of such tender affection.

As Whisp finished with a smile and padded past him, the brown and orange adolescent perked up his ears and leapt towards the omega. Keeping a swift motion as he breezed past her, Jaxom looked back with an smirk set wide across his orange maw.

"Of couse, Whisp!" He replied as he sought to endure in a fine race, blazing down the trail as it appeared he couldn't hold back his curiosity and yearning to break away from the woods.

As the wind rippled against his fur, trailing like small waves across his body, Jaxom yeilded his pace to something more that was suitable for the older she-wolf. A sheepish grin drew upon his maw as he padded aside her. "Sorry Whisp. I guess I'm not very good at containing my excitement."

His eyes gleamed with a kindling hope, bearing testimony that his dreams and desires still lived on. What would he find? Who would he come across? Countless questions riddled his mind but one thing for sure was that he wasn't fearful but confident.

Drawing his muzzle close to her, Jaxom tenderly licked Whisp on the side of her face in means of deep affection for the older she-wolf. "Is your leg okay, Whisp?" He was concerned and, silently, hoped that he wasn't the one to cause such pain to surge within her legs. Jax couldn't help but feel slightly guilty for the result of making the green she-wolf limp as he wasn't one to accept that it was because of old age.

His emerald orbs drew towards her leg as the green she-wolf spoke of it. A familiar word crossed his mind reflecting a curiosity and a recollection of a past that was fleeting away in shrouded manner. "Shaman...," he softly spoke as his vision drifted towards the lush scenery around him, "it's been too long since I've come across any."

Some packs bore those who were gifted, guided by the unseen spirits who linger within nature, and some did not. Legends within the Shadowsong pack bore witness that Shaman could converse with Spirits and bear truth to secrets. If only he could find a Shaman, or even a Seer, to help him unlock the mystery behind that fateful night.

Closing his eyes softly as he shook his head, whisking away the memories and reflections that harbored ill feelings within him, Jaxom displayed a smile across his maw as he yearned to know more about where exactly they were headed.

"Whisp, what are the packlands like? Are there rivers that flow freely through the land? Mountains? Snow?" He yipped in a curious, puppy like manner as if he could only invision what such a place would be like.

Just as the green she-wolf described the packlands which they were bound to arrive at, Jaxom couldn't help but bear a wide grin across his orange maw as his imagination could be contained.

His imagination was running wild with visions of the coarsing rivers tha ran freely through the land where fish and other wildlife gathered in abundance. Towering mountains, jagged and even smooth terrain, that looked as if they were to conjure more height they would scrap the sky. With the addition of the two-leggers, Jaxom couldn't help but feel as if such a place was somewhere that one would seek to find within a dream and, even now, such a longing wish was becoming tangible.

Snow. That was something he hadn't experienced for ages! He couldn't help but feel somewhat anxious for when snow would first fall.

Still like a enthusiastic pup, he always loved to catch snowflakes upon his tounge and roughhouse within the mounds of powder. It would be his first winter within a new land and he was looking forward to it.

"It sounds all too perfect," he replied as he glanced towards Whisp with his maw slightly ajar in a toothy smile. "I can't wait!"

"Are you sure wha-" the adolescent yeilded in mid sentence as the older female suddenly leapt into a sudden sprint and began blazing down the unfamiliar trail.

His ears perked up as his tail wagged estatically his grin spreading wider and wider upon his maw. So she'd engage in a race, would she? There was no way that Jax wouldn't let her press onwards ahead of him. Where exactly the green she-wolf would run towards and in which direction was a mystery...he didn't even know exactly where they were. One thing for sure is that he couldn't be left behind for fear of becoming lost in a vast, unfamiliar territory.

For the most part, the orange and brown male was a bit stunned as Whisp took off suddenly and he continued to watch her as she glanced back and teased him in a playful manner. As his emerald orbs drew upon the she-wolf, Jaxom suddenly lunged into full strides, paws sweeping upon the valley floor with a rythemic motion as he dashed after her.

Tounge lolling out his his mouth and fur rippling with the wind, the adolescent male was gaining on her with each furious stride. He could feel the energy surging within his veins as his body was becoming exhilereted with excitement.

He had always enjoyed a good race whether it would be the fun of playful antics or even hunting for a next meal but moreso he loved to run within the woods, free and wild-spirited, with a friend.

"Catch up? I'm on your tail, Whisp!" He replied with a willy bark as he was approaching nearer towards the older female just as he barely was within reach of her. For now, he would wait. He could wait until she would make her next move.

With his eyes wandering round about as the forest began to dissapate, Jaxom found himself taking his first steps outside the seclusion of Shaoilin Forest and into the packlands.

His ears were perked up as they intook every sound that echoed and sounded within the surroundings as, truthfully, he was unsure of what to expect. Would he be welcomed into the lands as a friend or would a more serious measure go about with the arrival of a stranger? Best not find out, he thought as Whisp suddenly whipped towards the left.

Barely catching himself as his front right paw slid towards the left, the adolescent dashed towards the left in following the green she-wolfs lead. His heart raced as, somehow, the new land felt so...invigorating and refreshing. It was as if his body was becoming rejuvinated by some elusive cause. Whatever it was Jax liked it!

The brown and orange male smiled as Whisper directed him, making sure that he wouldn't get lost. "Are these the begining of the packlands?" He commented as he padded a few steps behind her.

A soft sigh escaped his lips as he continued pressing onwards towards where this mysterious cave would begin. Already the surrounds had become vastly different than those of the Woods and if Jax was feeling refreshed already he could only imagine how he'd feel when he would enter into Whisp packlands.

A smirk crossed his orange maw as he cold only invision what laid ahead. A place where man had yet not tread upon and, perhaps, a place he could finally call home. Somwhere I belong, he thought as he glanced up towards the open skies above,..this could be it.

"Oh," he replied as he drew away his vision from above and planted it upon the green she-wolf, "alright. Sounds good to me!"

As Whisp sped up a bit more, Jaxom kicked up his pace into full strides. He was somewhat behind but he wasn't going to risk falling behind and becoming lost especially not here.

It only took a few moments for the brown and orange adolescent to finally synchronize his pace with the green female as he then began to run aside her. Turning to Whisper, he grinned and continued onward towards their destination.