12-30-2010, 11:52 PM
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WC:300+
It had been quite some time since Jazper had left Crimson Dreams. With the pups due any day now he had been busy collecting furs and sewing them together into blankets. That morning when he had placed a pelt into the room where he often took Aro and Sophia, and now the new litter, to play. Looking around the lack of toys was more than obvious to the warrior and although toys where more of a human cultural thing, he still believed that toys could be very useful to his pups. Toys taught kids to share, gave them some form of reassurance. Plus he had always wished he had a stuffed animal like his little adoptive brothers but of course he was a few months too old and had been born to regular wolves. It was only thanks to Lucifer that he had the ability to transform into a more modern creature on two legs.
Quickly after his visit to the play room his trip to Halifax had begun. Which left him where he was now, in his music shop. After grabbing a few stuffed animals and balls for the pups he had grabbed a pale blue dress shirt from a tall and large store then quickly made his way to the music shop. Of course no one really had the right to claim ownership of a shop, anyone could break the lock of and ignore his scent markings, but he had fixed up the place, polished and washed things down, fixed wholes in walls and shelves. There was always a sense of pride in his work when he walked in here. He knew where everything was, what things were called, what musical family they belonged too. Naturally he had a lot to learn still but he had time.
Sitting on a wooden stool he began to dust off the front table before he heard a knocking on the door. Startled and confused he got up, hand on the knife hidden on his waist by his new open shirt. Upon opening the door his once defensive demeanor quickly changed and a warm smile spread across his face. “Daisuke! What a surprise!” He exclaimed as he moved his large figure away from the door motioning him in. “How's life been treating you man?”
WC:300+
It had been quite some time since Jazper had left Crimson Dreams. With the pups due any day now he had been busy collecting furs and sewing them together into blankets. That morning when he had placed a pelt into the room where he often took Aro and Sophia, and now the new litter, to play. Looking around the lack of toys was more than obvious to the warrior and although toys where more of a human cultural thing, he still believed that toys could be very useful to his pups. Toys taught kids to share, gave them some form of reassurance. Plus he had always wished he had a stuffed animal like his little adoptive brothers but of course he was a few months too old and had been born to regular wolves. It was only thanks to Lucifer that he had the ability to transform into a more modern creature on two legs.
Quickly after his visit to the play room his trip to Halifax had begun. Which left him where he was now, in his music shop. After grabbing a few stuffed animals and balls for the pups he had grabbed a pale blue dress shirt from a tall and large store then quickly made his way to the music shop. Of course no one really had the right to claim ownership of a shop, anyone could break the lock of and ignore his scent markings, but he had fixed up the place, polished and washed things down, fixed wholes in walls and shelves. There was always a sense of pride in his work when he walked in here. He knew where everything was, what things were called, what musical family they belonged too. Naturally he had a lot to learn still but he had time.
Sitting on a wooden stool he began to dust off the front table before he heard a knocking on the door. Startled and confused he got up, hand on the knife hidden on his waist by his new open shirt. Upon opening the door his once defensive demeanor quickly changed and a warm smile spread across his face. “Daisuke! What a surprise!” He exclaimed as he moved his large figure away from the door motioning him in. “How's life been treating you man?”