desperate car horns

Saul Stormbringer · 02-05-2011, 08:28 AM

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Honey sucks, but its up now! <33

The winds had bypassed their usually playful nature, the blasting of cold air becoming a constant whipping of hair and fur. It was merciless, carrying bucket loads of snow and throwing it with a vengence in the eyes of those brave enough to get out. The houses in the main street of Dahlia had begun to groan ominously, their ancient structures threatening to topple under the weight of both wind and snow. It had started last night, the snow falling thick and fast. It wasnt going to stop for anyone. They had had a brief reprieve this morning when the wind had died enough for the snow to falling in soft sheets instead of harsh lashes against the face. Saul had been out this morning, tying the tarpauline tighter around the exposed roof of his cabin. It was waterproof, but he had yet been able to decide what to make the roof out of. It took him until about midday to get out there and back, the snow pulling heavily against him, determined to ruin his house.

By this point, the usually calm and reserved Theta was pissed off. Though mostly calm and relaxed, there were things that really got on the mans nerves. And vicious snow that decided to stop him from getting where he was going was really irritating. So when he finally snapped and lashed at the snow, it really wasnt much of a surprise. It had taken a lot, but Saul had finally had enough. Shifting into his stronger Secui form, he launched himself into the snow he was practically buried in, snapping at the persistent shaking of snow on his head. No-one had really begun to worry about the amount of snow and the force of the wind, but it wouldnt be long.

A weary exhaustion had rushed over him as he finally got to the streets of Wolfville. The old road had made the snow much more level than the surronding areas and he moved swiftly towards the old Victorian house that was his home until further notice. When he'd left this morning, he'd heard Shiloh's soft knock on their aunts door and the two had retreated into the older womans room. He assumed Eclipse would be with her mother, but it was increasingly difficult to keep tabs on the young female these days. She was mischevious, much worse than either Range or Melee. He would, however, assume she was being held hostage by her mother and cousin for at least a little longer. He paused outside the front.

A creaking sound had come to his attention. For the moment he couldnt place it. Shifting easily into his Optime form he looked around, deft hands testing the fence around the building to see if it was sound. The crack was the only warning Saul got before he glanced back. The large tree that Ascher had once woken up in was tipping. Weighed down with so much snow, the old bough had finally succumbed to the weight after a helpful shove from a malignant gust of wind. Green eyes watched in horror as it fell directly towards the old mansion. He didnt even have time to warn his relatives. The crunch and smash of wood against wood made the young man flinch back. It was at that moment that a large branch broke away, falling to the ground. He turned back, hearing a yelp from beneath it. Who was that?

"Bris? Shiloh? Eclipse?"

The young man roared, trying to sheild his eyes from falling snow, leaves and branches. The way the tree had fallen, it was propped against the destroyed house. Of course, it was an old tree and one of the main branches had been jolted too many time to hang on. It had dropped and caught someone beneath it- that would have been the yelp he heard. Torn in two directions- Saul stood there for a moment, trying to hear sounds of life coming from the old, destroyed, Victorian house.

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