Under a Dark Cloudy Sky

Shawchert Menue · 11-08-2010, 07:52 PM

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OOC: That’s much better ty, aaannd Shaw’s in his Luperci form if you weren’t sure cause of his flute playing lol.

Things were going so smoothly, he felt like it was nothing but a dream. His life in general had taken a total U-turn since he came to ‘souls area, he’d met so many new faces and now, he of all wolves had started a pack, one that he was sure, and he had to have no doubts about it, would last a great long while. He had to tell himself that, to be confident in it. He was playing his flute as he walked around the borders, making his rounds. It was his usual thing to do with the exception of building his home and getting the others settled in, he’d finally gotten the skeletons of the old human inhabitants of Thornbury in rightful burial grounds. He’d gotten so much done. He had been pleased with the progress.

He stopped playing when he heard someone yelling, his ears perked, as the sound had come from not too far away, first he saw the white of the wolf in the yellows oranges and browns, and then a tiny thing run off. Though he couldn’t tell what it was he wasn’t going to go chase it off to see. He moved closer curious.

Enjoying the wildlife?

He asked, that was probably it, if she’d been wanting someone she’d have howled, though yelling wasn’t a part of a nature watch. He put his flute in his bag, keeping his blue eyes on her wondering what she was doing here.

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