It does not do to dwell on dreams and forget to live

Everything seemed to be going smoothly within the pack. There was nothing to really do for him, he wasn't particularly needed. He wandered the lands, looking for something to do. He could hunt, but the food pile was large enough to not need anymore. But his body felt bored. His mind was bored. He knew the Helidos lands like the back of his paws. He had lived here for the last five years and showed some signs of slowing. The Elder decided that he would wander towards the neutrals. As he moved through the trees, a strange smell hit his nose. He recalled it a long time ago when he was a pup. There was a small fire that they had been able to control, but this was more than that. He followed the scent to the area it was coming from. His eyes scanned the area, and he knew he had to go there. There was something calling him to these lands. He moved closer and the smell grew stronger. He knew he could not sit idly by and just allow those trapped inside to die. He forced his body into a run, which forced the wolf's bones to ache and his muscles to feel tense. Old age was swiftly catching up to him. He groaned to himself as he entered the burning lands. His blue eyes watched as fires and flames met with earth and vegetation. He moved as quickly as he could, though it was not long before he could hear whimpers and cries. Ears perked and listened intently as the sounds rang through the area. Cracking and popping fires could be heard all around it made it difficult to figure out just where it was coming from. The ivory wolf finally found an ebony wolf who had been trapped in the flames. He rushed to his aid and jumped over a fallen log. It was the most agile thing Azul had done in years, and felt very proud of himself. He could tell that this wolf was large, possibly bigger than him, but that was not the problem right now. Adrenaline was pumping through his veins and he felt as though he could safely save this other wolf. He grabbed the younger would by the scruff and tossed him over his back. His spine sunk in slightly and he could feel it pop and move as it adjusted to the weight over his back. Using his hind legs and forelegs together, he hoisted the black wolf over the log and saw him fall onto the green grass beyond the fire. Hopping over the fallen log, Azul made it safely over, but his descent towards the ground was less than graceful. He tripped over his own paw and tumbled to the ground just inches next to the unknown wolf. Breathing heavily, he pushed through the pain and stood on all fours. Carefully he walked over to the wolf and nudged him gently with his nose. "Hey, are you alright? Do you know your name? I am Azul of Helidos and I am here to help you." Among the smell of smoke and fire, Azul could smell something that he had not smelled in a very long time. It was the original smell that covered Erenyx. But Steele was dead. He had heard the rumors himself, some claiming it. Steele's old mate had even told him that Steele had died. Surely she would not lie about something so serious. How was it possible for this wolf to smell like Steele? Azul decided to sit down, allowing himself to relax slightly.

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