12-25-2010, 07:51 PM
J'adore sat in the centre of the village, on one of the tree stumps dotted around. He pulled a 14 inch knife from his bag. He unsheathed it, and held it up to the dull winter sunshine, if there was such a thing. He frowned sharply and settled the knife down on the ground beside him, only to begin digging around in his bag again for something. J'adore pulled out a palm sized stone. He picked the knife back up and began to sharpen it, every few strokes holding it up to check it's progress. J'adore had never been very patient unless he was focused on something more challenging than sharpening a knife. After a few minutes, J'adore's precise strokes had honed it to its best and again he found himself with nothing to do. He soon found himself surveying the village centre for a soul to speak with. Soon another wolf, a smaller and rich tawny one arrived, looking as if he’d lost something or someone.
‘Hello?’ J’adore greeted with friendly smile ‘Looking for something?’
Suddenly J’adore realised he had not sheathed his knife and began to do so, finishing with an odd smile to show he meant no harm. He slipped the stone and the knife into his bag and slung it over his shoulder and with that he began walking over to the smaller wolf.
‘J’adore Austral’ J’adore said proudly.
‘Hello?’ J’adore greeted with friendly smile ‘Looking for something?’
Suddenly J’adore realised he had not sheathed his knife and began to do so, finishing with an odd smile to show he meant no harm. He slipped the stone and the knife into his bag and slung it over his shoulder and with that he began walking over to the smaller wolf.
‘J’adore Austral’ J’adore said proudly.