03-28-2011, 08:44 AM
300+ 3 points
Makhesthai breathed heavily through his nose and his tongue hanging loosely from his mouth in a hard pant, his chest heaving with the effort he was putting in, the muscles of his new arms trembling with fatigue yet he kept on going. The Tirones Minor was determined that no more would he be a useless parasite on the clan, sucking up their resources whilst offering them nothing back in return. Again and again he heaved his body upwards with just his arms grasping onto the low lying branch of the tree, the youngest of the Lykoi clan pushed his small body to its limit and then some.
He had been loitering around the old mansion that several of the clan lived in, the Forest of Nod was an interesting place for a child to explore and he had followed an old coyote scent to the huge mansion. Wandering around its perimeter and scouting out the gardens attached to it. He didn't enter the building itself as the little pup was too afraid to go in alone and after almost falling into the empty swimming pool, although Makhesthai did not understand that its purpose was for swimming in when filled with water to him it had simply been a giant pointless hole in the ground.
His grip on the branch loosened slightly and he adjusted it, his claws digging into the aged bark with a slight scratching noise. He was proud of himself today because he had managed to shift from his four legged form to his two legged form and it had taken less time than the last time he had done it. It was this small amount of pride in his slowly increasing abilities that kept his arms working long after he would have normally given up on his own.
Makhesthai breathed heavily through his nose and his tongue hanging loosely from his mouth in a hard pant, his chest heaving with the effort he was putting in, the muscles of his new arms trembling with fatigue yet he kept on going. The Tirones Minor was determined that no more would he be a useless parasite on the clan, sucking up their resources whilst offering them nothing back in return. Again and again he heaved his body upwards with just his arms grasping onto the low lying branch of the tree, the youngest of the Lykoi clan pushed his small body to its limit and then some.
He had been loitering around the old mansion that several of the clan lived in, the Forest of Nod was an interesting place for a child to explore and he had followed an old coyote scent to the huge mansion. Wandering around its perimeter and scouting out the gardens attached to it. He didn't enter the building itself as the little pup was too afraid to go in alone and after almost falling into the empty swimming pool, although Makhesthai did not understand that its purpose was for swimming in when filled with water to him it had simply been a giant pointless hole in the ground.
His grip on the branch loosened slightly and he adjusted it, his claws digging into the aged bark with a slight scratching noise. He was proud of himself today because he had managed to shift from his four legged form to his two legged form and it had taken less time than the last time he had done it. It was this small amount of pride in his slowly increasing abilities that kept his arms working long after he would have normally given up on his own.