It was a beautiful sunny day as Hasha wandered the rougelands all by his lonesome. He had run into so many people upon his travels and learned so many things. There was only one problem in his mind and that was that he was doing all of this adventuring by himself. There was no one to talk about each encounter with but the wind that surrounded him on the desert land. Sure he had grown up with this lifestyle, since he was abandoned as a child but did he really want this to be the way he lived all his life? These were thoughts he thought of among himself as he wandered. The really person who had helped him realize all of this was a red and black spotted lioness named Aras. She had no memory of who she was yet still she knew what she wanted or rather who she wanted. She wanted someone she was fond of to hunt with and do other things with such as raising a family. If he remained in this life he would never have a chance to do any of those things, especially raise a family and have cubs of his own. Cubs though what on earth was he thinking, there was no one on any of these lands who would want to have kids with him. Sure he attracted many girls with his kind and sweet words that hit each of them deep in their hearts. The only problem was that none of those girls he attempted to flirt with ever stuck around long enough for him to attempt to get closer to them. They were all one day stands as a few males would call them, and they were something that brought him slightly happiness but never that once in a lifetime feeling. He wanted more out of his meets and he wanted more than a fling. He wanted to fall in love and let what may come out that come and look him deep into the outline of his rough face. He refused to not let life pass him by and not miss out on the one thing he had never seen in his life. An that thing was true true love, he had never watched his parents grow up and nudge each other as they woke for the day. He had never seen what true true love was and could only imagine of what potentials it held for the person caring it in their heart. He had heard tales of love lasting lifetimes but yet through all his travels he had never seen it. Fairytales were fine and dandy but he still wanted to experience it for himself. Though how was he going to do that when he couldn’t even keep a girl for more than a day. To get loves like the ones he had heard of would take a lot of effort and lots of practice. He wasn’t sure honestly if he had it within to be able to do that. It would be a hard path to take and while he felt prepared he knew he was anything but prepared. So with all these thoughts in his head he began to formulate a plan for his soon to be upcoming adventure to love.
What did this adventure in tale he wondered well for one thing he would have to have to travel more. He would adventure to areas and lands he had never once dreamed of visiting or even passing by. These areas could be anything from religious to simply peaceful places, anything was possible this time around and that much he knew. The rougelands were vast though the lands around it were exciting and full of things he had never seen before in his life. While he didn’t think he would ever join a pride persay it didn’t mean he couldn’t venture innocently near there boarders. At least he figured that would be okay from what he had done in the past. Though all prides were different and he knew he would have to be careful as he search for what love was and examples of the love he wanted in his life at some point or another.Though the adventure may be long he knew his first step would have to be to move his large being into action and that would the hardest part of it all. To move to places you have no idea what they are just to achieve a goal was necessary in this case. The only problem for him was in all his life he had never ever set any goals for himself. He had always just lived the life of a wanderer, moving and going as he pleased and living a much mellowed out life. He would share advice with passing by strangers, make some short time friends, he would even run into some fellow smaller creatures and talk. Though aside from that his life really never had any meaning ever, and it was more he was just a person on this earth with no true purpose but to take in air, hunt game, drink water, and wander.
When he began to think of it maybe that was just the life he always thought he was meant to live. After all he was abandoned at a young age, and that had to be for some reason be it one he inflicted or one he could not control. He knew no matter what though that he was scarred by his abandonment and while he never showed it on the outside he was. After all it must have meant something either he had something wrong with him or his parents were in some sort of trouble and to spare him they abandoned him in the wild all by his lonesome. He would say one thing and that was he thanked his parents for doing that for as few reasons, one being he was taught strength and agility skills he had to enhance to survive and the being he learned the lay of the lands many forgot about. All in all he knew what his goal was but before he could set foot on it, he had to first learn where he came from and who he was. Maybe after all that he would move his strong orange paws on the adventure for true love.
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((Extra OC Info: this dates back to before he joined his current pride and was a rouge searching for life's meaning. ))
