The Fruits of Our Labor
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ooc: Form, Lupus.





The mountain was quickly becoming a regular place for X'ies to conduct both his training and his regular time. The place was quiet and offered him that same peace that home once had to thnk on the days lessons and the things that needed to be planned ahead. Sitting in front of him was the chessboard, though he didn't makee a move to use it. The chess board required him to be in the optime form, but he did not feel like taking that today, today he enjoyed the peace of his natural body, the Lupus form. But before hee could get to his planning and scheming thee howl of attention broke the silence. Sending birds flying in various directions and bringing his head towards the sky. An important call no doubt, similar to the one that he beeen announced for the last meeting of the family.


So he would pick himself up and pad down the mountain, taking his time. This meeting he had expected, it was something that was no doubt a sharing of the information that he and Jaden had obtained during the expedition. He would arrive on time, before X;yrin it would seem, when he did arrive he took position near a group of rocks and laid down, his foggy eyes watching Jaden all the while. The grey Nomad didn't think that he could ever 'like' or 'respect' Jaden as he was. On the trip he had discovered that the male wasn't entirely useless. However his position did not suit his mentality. X'yrin was leading a bunch of would be nomads, and yet besides himself and his brother. This group distinctly lacked their number, or their mentality.


Perhaps if Jaden was to relinquish his former life and embraced the truth of the Nomad, there would be a way to unlock the potiental, but for now X'ies saw little of it save in brief sparks, quickly fluttered out by the weakness of emotion. The Grey wolf sighed inwardly, a reminder of his own dilema, the chess board represented his peace. His Nomad self, where he could look down and control things with logic being the only force that changed anything. And thats how he liked it. Still, this would be one of the first times X'ies would be looking uupon some of the new family, and as suspected they were rife with weakness. What X'yrin had been thinking bringing them here was beyond him.

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