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Marzi sighed softly. His feet moved in a mechanical motion, carrying him to the very outskirts of his parents territory. Parents... he was at that time in life where he was no longer a pup, growing like a tree, and wondering what role parents played in an adult wolf's life. Though, he did still have a little ways to go before he was a full fledged adult, the ponderings that plagued his mind were quite mature for his age. He wondered if his father had had these same thoughts, the two of them being so much alike. Black paws came silently into contact with the ground as the rather large, furry beast moved along in the tall grasses of the small field outside the thicket that encased the river. He wondered what life outside of his family was like. Not many wandered by here, as he thought they often might. He sighed softly, coming to rest on a rock protruding from the tall, thick grasses. His crimson eyes scanned the field of tawny. It's probably because my coat isn't the most attractive. It's big and thick and the patterns are really quite singular. He let out a small sigh, searching for a sign of life bigger than a field mouse.

Soft murmurings carried to the male's ears on the slight autumn breeze. Female. He tilted his black-masked face upward, scenting the air. Hmmm... different. Rising to his feet on the rock, he spotted a dual hued form laying in the tall grass. She.... she actually bore markings similar to his own. How peculiar... Clearing his mind of stray thoughts, he leapt down from the rock, landing silently like a cat. His tail was high, but not past his back, and swinging freely in docile motion. He came within a few wolf's lengths of the female, noting her size in comparison to his own. Rather small, indeed, though that was never a bad thing. She reminded him somewhat of his sister, Lia. Interesting... "Hello... I don't believe I've seen you around here before... Lost?" He cocked his head slightly to one side as he asked, trying to appear as unmenacing as possible. He didn't want to chase this potential playmate away.

He frowned slightly for a moment, before realizing her confusion. He chuckled softly, overlooking the slight misinterpretation of his words. Maybe she just didn't understand what he meant... she did have a rather peculiar way of speaking. She seemed very... somewhere else. He thought on that a moment before answering in a soft tone. "Oh, I see. Very nice to meet you, Ran. I'm Marzi.... and yes, if you haven't been here before that must be why I haven't seen you." He watched his words carefully, looking for a better way to size this she-wolf up.

Marzi tilted his head to the side, watching as Ran rolled over onto her back and looked up at the sky. What was she looking at? Shrugging his rather broadening shoulders, he slumped down to his stomach, then rolled over next to her, staring up at the clouds. Hmmm... interesting.

Cocking his head to the side he identified familiar shapes in the clouds, like trout from the river and wolves at play. After a short while of silence, he turned his head so that he could see Ran. "What are we looking at?"

He glanced back up at the clouds, shifting closer to her as if to see more from her perspective. He raised a paw toward a particulary fluffy cloud. "That one looks like me after I go swimming." He suggested, as if to make her feel better. She seemed somewhat disappointed that they didn't really look like anything... and the fuzzy cloud did resemble himself.

He pondered her question for a minute or two, staring thoughtfully heavenward. "I'm by myself a lot, now." He answered simply. It was the truth, he really didn't do a lot with his family anymore. He was learning to be independent, so he took his time alone and used it wisely. "And the den isn't all that far from here, so I can't really get into trouble."

He sighed softly, tucking his ebony paws to his chest. He thought about that for a moment. His father bore black fur and red eyes, and his mother cream and light eyes. He knew nothing could happen to him here, and so he puffed up, much like an owl settling down for a nap before replying. "My father is black with red eyes, and my mother is tawny with darker brown and whispy eyes. My sister is more like my father, and my older sister is like neither. I suppose I am more closely colored like my mother, but I'd say it's a pretty even mix... " His crimson eyes swept over Ran in a swift motion, taking in the characteristics of her pelt. If he saw a wolf bearing such marks, he'd know they were related. A small bemused smile tickled his lips in thinking about how life went on, and wolves found eachother and made more wolves that looked like blends between mother and father, and so on and so-forth until completely new things were created by stray genes and centuries of mixing blood. His eyes then focussed back into the clouds, where cirrus whisps like horse tails raced high above, the larger puffy clouds being blown away by the breeze in his eyes absence.