06-29-2009, 03:24 AM
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hiya. 
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Ares was settling in quite well to life in Crimson Dreams. The members he had met so far (although granted, that consisted primarily only of Savina and Mati) had been pleasant towards him, and aside from the awkward first impression he had made on the Lieutenant General, he finally felt like he was no longer forced to live in his mother's shadow. Although, come to think of it, he honestly felt a bit guilty about that. Not that he wasn't glad his life wasn't being hurt by her anymore, no, that was all fine and dandy. It was just.. he had come to these lands with such high hopes of grand and glorious revenge. Wild dreams of heroic actions, of fighting for righteousness, of saving his sister... And he hadn't even seen her, yet! What was the point of coming here, if he was just going to settle into a home, a pack? There were packs everywhere where he could have just as easily have been happy. He had to man up and head back to those terrifying territories north-east of here. But, soon. Not now.
No, now he was wandering happily throughout the lands. He had passed by the lake a little while back, and contemplated going for a swim. But the weather wasn't quite right, and it wasn't worth getting wet for all the annoying time it took to get dry. So Ares had wandered on, until a skidding sound nearby caught his attention. It sounded like something was being dragged, or maybe something was dragging itself along. Curious, he pressed towards it through the brush, and came upon a dark male and a weird brown thing that his incredible amount of book knowledge tentatively identified as a boat. "Aren't boats more fun if you put 'em in water?" Ares said, then immediately realized that was sort of a dumb thing thing to say and wished he hadn't even opened his mouth.
; 324 wordsAres was settling in quite well to life in Crimson Dreams. The members he had met so far (although granted, that consisted primarily only of Savina and Mati) had been pleasant towards him, and aside from the awkward first impression he had made on the Lieutenant General, he finally felt like he was no longer forced to live in his mother's shadow. Although, come to think of it, he honestly felt a bit guilty about that. Not that he wasn't glad his life wasn't being hurt by her anymore, no, that was all fine and dandy. It was just.. he had come to these lands with such high hopes of grand and glorious revenge. Wild dreams of heroic actions, of fighting for righteousness, of saving his sister... And he hadn't even seen her, yet! What was the point of coming here, if he was just going to settle into a home, a pack? There were packs everywhere where he could have just as easily have been happy. He had to man up and head back to those terrifying territories north-east of here. But, soon. Not now.
No, now he was wandering happily throughout the lands. He had passed by the lake a little while back, and contemplated going for a swim. But the weather wasn't quite right, and it wasn't worth getting wet for all the annoying time it took to get dry. So Ares had wandered on, until a skidding sound nearby caught his attention. It sounded like something was being dragged, or maybe something was dragging itself along. Curious, he pressed towards it through the brush, and came upon a dark male and a weird brown thing that his incredible amount of book knowledge tentatively identified as a boat. "Aren't boats more fun if you put 'em in water?" Ares said, then immediately realized that was sort of a dumb thing thing to say and wished he hadn't even opened his mouth.