OOC: Longness is not a problem with me, you'll see that sometimes my own posts will get long as hell. SSWMWC:540
Mars had found himself going out to Halifax this afternoon because he was in need of a few things and Halifax had more things than the old town of Thornbury as far as things to scavenge. Mars was needing new fabrics, for a dress he had been planning on making for his friend, Orin. He thought about a pink dress that was almost princess-like for the writer since she did seem like such a little princess to him at times. Hell, the first time the two met, they had played where she was a princess and he was her knight in shining armor, so why the hell would he not have the idea of a princess for her? He also needed some white fabric for another pair of pants that he would be working on for himself. He also needed enough white fabric for a jacket that he would want to make for himself as well. The wolfdog had come on foot this time around, simply because he was going to be pulling his sled here and there and he didn't need the assistance of his steed, Vox.
Old red harness hugged the secui man's form as he pulled the sled behind him over the snow and dirt. The man had been finally able to be comfortable in his secui form, since his fur had finally decided to flourish and give him some of that great warmness that everyone else's coat had been prepared for. It took most of the winter for Mars' winter coat to actually realize that now was winter and now he would need that extra fur to keep him warm. He'd make it as fast as he could on his feet to the deadened city of Halifax. Tri -colored fur stood on edge as he had walked on the snow, making the hulking secui wolfdog look slightly bigger than he was. His tail that sat over his back made him look as if he was an important figure for some pack, even though he was nothing but a lowly Musician. His ancestry was to blame for the tail over the back thing. Mom actually used to beat him when he had his tail like his father's ancestry, like the wolf that he was.
He moved quickly over the terrain, trying to waste no time dillydallying around. He needed to find things and they needed to be found quick so that he could be home before Bartholomew thought it was nice to take the body out to the middle of nowhere like he had done a few days ago. The secui man had gotten to the city by dusk, which had taken him longer than expected. He sighed lightly and he slowed himself to a walk for a good while of walking. Eventually, there would be the presence of another, a dark colored male, much like the one he met when he was out on a ride with Vox. Larkspur was that man's name, but this man, he smelt different. He also was solid black while he remembered that Larkness was black with some white on his face, blonde ends on long dark hair. This man was different..He smelt funny. Hello.. the quiet man spoke to the optime coywolf.
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