Runaan

A free soul, always wandering about faraway shores.

Runaan was never really one to settle down, although no one complained about his leadership skills. He had a tendency to get lost in his own thoughts, drifting through the Waking world, and the Dreaming as well. Only arriving at dawn, resting a bit, and then meandering some more. It's like he never got tired of walking the world.


"Ever wonder about the After? What happens to our dreams when we die?"

Taelan turned his head at him, expression a bit quizzical. Pawed some dust off his chest.

"Not really, no," Taelan replied.

Runaan huffed an amused laugh. Oh, the younglings, such sweet innocent creatures.

"Then perhaps you should join me inside the lunar dreams tonight. I suppose it would do you good, if you are to lead this pack someday."