10-16-2010, 02:57 AM
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The male had come from across the water and was still settling into this area. He had hooked up with a few canines that were working towards creating their own pack. He had joined in with their whole procedure, helping out there. He was just a newcomer but didn't feel like an outsider in the slightest. After all, how was he to know that one of the other canines there was some form of relation to him. That he actually had many relations where he had finally ended up. He had no idea that his name was as big as it was. That he had family scattered all over the land of Nova Scotia that he was now in. All he knew of was an uncle, a couple of aunts, and grandparents where none of which that he has ever met. And well, there was Demi too. Demi and his mom were the only family that he knew of and had any contact with, or at least those were the only blood relations that he knew that he had for a certainty. After all the cult he had been raised in was just like a large family. There was a possibility that everyone was related to everyone in some shape or form. And that unknown knowledge had kept them close. Or for the most part they were close. There had been one that had caused trouble. He had been dealt with though. With his satchel tossed across his back he had set out for the day. Around his neck was his standard gris gris that he always wore. It was his good luck charm, one that he had made for himself. There were a few things that he needed to pick up and word was that there was an abandoned city that would most likely end up perfect for what he needed. He only had a few things available for him to take from New Brunswick to cross the water and not get ruined. And well, he hadn't been thinking clearly when he had left. All he knew was that those close to him wouldn't wake so he had packed up and left. He had no idea where he was going. Had no idea what he thought that he was doing. What had been his intent? Going out to find those that had left previously? Seeking help? He wasn't sure. Even now he didn't know if he would end up going back or what. He was just living in the moment. It was what he had always done. So far the few he had met needed help and so he was offering his services for the time being. They wanted something to decorate the border that they were creating. There had been some mention of paint and so Ouija had set out to find things to use for color. After all he was covered in muted colors so he certainly had to know the importance of plants and the colors. But to gather those plants he needed something to keep them in and so he had come into the city for that purpose. Since he was carrying his satchel about with him he was in his optime form. He walked the streets of the city without being certain where he was going. Though seeing someone else up ahead heading into a building gave him enough direction for now. He hadn't bothered to call out but simply followed. He slipped into the building after the clothed female, not having any clothes himself. He kept his distance for a bit, lingering behind as he watched her look around. But soon he was unable to hold his peace any longer. In silence he moved up behind the female. He made to press his large chest against her back, reaching past her for whatever was in front of her as an excuse for his close proximity. "Excuse me." Deep voice murmured out the words. He was quite a large beast, standing over eight feet in height. It was something that had been inherited from his grandfather. Actually, if he had rolled around in soot until he was completely black, he could very nearly pass at the spitting image of his grandfather. He had never actually met him but had heard stories from his mother. Actually, if he didn't color himself then he would look like a large, male version of an aunt of his. But that was all that he knew about his family was the stories that he had been told. So he had no idea that he in fact trying to rub up against and subtly flirt with a cousin of his. |