It was early, too early in fact. He had no desire to be up at this time, but luckily for him sleep evaded him. Which is why he was up at this ungodly hour, awake before even the sun. He ventured away from his current companions, seeking to live out this day on his own. It was nothing against them of course, just everything against the date itself.
He sought out water. It wasn't hard, being in the mountains, but it was still a distracting task in itself. The monochrome wolf quickly found his way to a creek.Which he sat down beside with the full intent on fishing. But that was before his thoughts seized hold of him as he stared into his reflection.
Why was he here? He had no purpose in these lands. The rebuilding of the Fujiwara Clan was a noble task, but how was he supposed to help with that? The man was essentially useless.
Though he tried to convince himself that was the thing terrorizing his mind, he knew there was more to it. The matters of his memory were one he refused to speak of. Something he couldn't even understand himself.
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