11-28-2010, 08:57 AM
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It had been a few weeks since the young Stormbringer had offered his services as hunter for the Japanese woman who knew almost nothing about living on her own. He had arrived at her door with two rabbits dangling from his hand and an apology quick on his lips for the disasterous end to the last meeting they'd had. Still, the meeting had gone alright to him and now he spent at least three times a week delivering her small amounts of food. She had said that she did not have a large appetite and his hunting skills were rather limited so usually she ended up with one or two freshly caught rabbits. He wanted to know how to expand his hunting skills but between helping out at Saluce's workshop and hunting for Tsukiko, he didnt really have a lot of free time. This meant that his mornings were sacrosanct to him and he would be mad if they were interupted.
Snow had fallen weeks ago and the young male was used to the white powder that was so fun to play in, yet so cold to the touch. He had risen that morning with his breath white in billowing clouds over him. His morning bath had been very short, a quick dip in the freezing water before he returned back to the house. He had modified his routine to compensate for the fact that it was freezing and instead of going straight into his run he returned home to dry himself off before making his usual track towards the beach and back through the high street. He enjoyed many of the run he took around Dahlia, but this one was unbuilt. So when he entered the manor house with water just dripping off his flanks and he made his way up to his room, Saul was in no doubt where he was going.
A blanket served as a great towel and the young man shifted easily into his optime form. He had found a few pairs of cut offs a few weeks ago and usually wore them when in his two legged form. However, his mornings runs were almost always performed in his lupus form and he wasnt about to change that tradition. Once he had wiped himself down and he was relatively warm again, Saul set about returning his room to the way he liked it. Clothes hung perfectly in a battered wardrobe, dagger wrapped up in a cloth and in the trunk at the end of his bed where no one could reach it and finally his bed made with straight edges. He'd had to find a few more blankets to cover himself with in the night when winter had hit so his bed looked a little more bulky than usual. Once he was satisfied with his room, he shifted back and made his way out of the door, unaware that he had walked past Gideon's open door.
word count;; 491
"speech"
It had been a few weeks since the young Stormbringer had offered his services as hunter for the Japanese woman who knew almost nothing about living on her own. He had arrived at her door with two rabbits dangling from his hand and an apology quick on his lips for the disasterous end to the last meeting they'd had. Still, the meeting had gone alright to him and now he spent at least three times a week delivering her small amounts of food. She had said that she did not have a large appetite and his hunting skills were rather limited so usually she ended up with one or two freshly caught rabbits. He wanted to know how to expand his hunting skills but between helping out at Saluce's workshop and hunting for Tsukiko, he didnt really have a lot of free time. This meant that his mornings were sacrosanct to him and he would be mad if they were interupted.
Snow had fallen weeks ago and the young male was used to the white powder that was so fun to play in, yet so cold to the touch. He had risen that morning with his breath white in billowing clouds over him. His morning bath had been very short, a quick dip in the freezing water before he returned back to the house. He had modified his routine to compensate for the fact that it was freezing and instead of going straight into his run he returned home to dry himself off before making his usual track towards the beach and back through the high street. He enjoyed many of the run he took around Dahlia, but this one was unbuilt. So when he entered the manor house with water just dripping off his flanks and he made his way up to his room, Saul was in no doubt where he was going.
A blanket served as a great towel and the young man shifted easily into his optime form. He had found a few pairs of cut offs a few weeks ago and usually wore them when in his two legged form. However, his mornings runs were almost always performed in his lupus form and he wasnt about to change that tradition. Once he had wiped himself down and he was relatively warm again, Saul set about returning his room to the way he liked it. Clothes hung perfectly in a battered wardrobe, dagger wrapped up in a cloth and in the trunk at the end of his bed where no one could reach it and finally his bed made with straight edges. He'd had to find a few more blankets to cover himself with in the night when winter had hit so his bed looked a little more bulky than usual. Once he was satisfied with his room, he shifted back and made his way out of the door, unaware that he had walked past Gideon's open door.
word count;; 491
"speech"