ooc;; 29.01.11 phosphagos foothills
Theodore James Stone had been caught thinking yesterday by a man he didnt even know that well. It was an embarrassing issue to overcome and the young Marbas had made a promise to himself to do any and all thinking within the confines of his four walls, where no one could see him. He didnt exactly have a lot to think about, only the fact that his own restless soul had found a place to call 'home' and he didnt freak out at the fact that he had settled in one area. It had freaked him out yesterday and he had been tempted to take flight in order to regain some independence over his life. But he had realised quickly that he was independent- though Naniko had ultimate control, he was still his own autonomous person. Liev had calmed him in a way that Teddy thought was impossible from another man and the warrior was secretly grateful to the Russian for turning up, even if he would never admit it.
However, the Stone sought to regain his usual impulsivity. It had poured with rain yesterday and the outside world was looking muddy and wet. The slopes around their mountainous home were slippery and wet, two things that were usually a good sign to the dirty minded man but in the sentence with his home werent so good. So he had made his way to the Phosphagos Foothills, a slopier place in the newly expanded Anatheman territories. They had been small at first, but as their popularity grew they aqcuired more members And the pups born into and brought to Anathema were helping too. Eris had given birth to three squeeling pups in December and they would be soon old enough to leave the den and explore. Teddy of course planned to have the borders well secured by then, even if he was just a Marbas.
Right now though, he was belly down on a thick piece of tree bark at the top of one of the hills. Blue eyes had narrowed at the muddy slope before thick leg muscles had tensed and pushed him forward. The large piece of bark swayed on the top, threatening to tumble down as he'd planned but extremelt whimpish about doing so. With a growl Teddy threw his weight forward and was rewarded as the bark sledge slide over the lip of the hill. His stomach dropped through his feet and Teddy was airborne for a moment, before he was hurtling down the muddy slope, arms outsretched and quickly becoming filthy. Nobody ever said he wasn't impulsive.
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