tear it down to build something new up

Ouija D'Angelo · 03-13-2011, 06:41 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Fae; 509 words

With spring just on the horizon he could get ready and gather up things to color himself with again. He really missed being an assortment of colors. But at least he was settled somewhere and he could stock up before the season was out. Though throughout the winter he had been making due with the blood of his kills as well as dirt. Just anything to add some bit of color and break up the monotony. Nature got to be the multiple colors that he was not. Such was his reason behind doing what he did.

He had no reason to be out where he was except just ti simply wander around somewhere that he had yet to travel. Who knew, he just might be able to find something that he could use. Or at least something interesting. He had his satchel slung across his back as he walked down the street, peering into the shop fronts. He figured that he could bring back something for Addison while he was out. After all she had suffered a great loss. And himself as well since they had been said to be his pups. He had fretted something like this happening and it had. He had even spoken of it.

He pushed such thoughts from his mind. No, he didn't want to think of such things. Instead he wanted to find something for Addison in order to try and take her mind off of it. but honestly he had no idea what she even liked or what she would want. He really needed to find out more about her. Or at least things that he could pick up for her while he was out, whenever he went out. He frowned a bit as he stared past a grimy window to try and get a peek at what was beyond but not having much luck at it.

He had been about to enter the place to look around when he caught a faint noise from on further down. And ear twitched and swiveled atop his head as he tried to pick up on just where it had come from. Slowly he moved in the direction that he thought it had been and glanced about, staying quiet so that he could listen closely. Eventually he found the source perched curiously upon a post at the end of the dock. "Hey there. What's going on?" He called out as he walked over to the other to see just what he was doing. He wasn't sure what it was that the other had in his hand but it was placing color against the side of the vessel. If he had known about such things then he could have kept his color all winter long. That would have been really pleasant but it was too late for that now. "So, what is that? Know where I can get some?" It certainly would be nice to have it as a back up just in case though he still planned on collecting plants to dye himself with still.

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