05-28-2011, 08:48 PM
Please note; Aniwayans only given the place the thread takes place
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It was one of those days again where all he wanted to do was return to his house and lay in his hammock and enter the world of dreams so he would get to see his beloved mate again, dreams were the only medium through which he could be with her anymore, the woman no longer tied to the mortal realm. Weary hands rubbed at a face prematurely darkened and lined, as much as he had wanted to sleep lately it seemed to be eluding him which annoyed him greatly as he was a creature of habit and disliked separating from his normal routine. As much as he could tell from the scent of smoke and burning wood he was a few minutes walk from the village but far enough away that the bustle of it was not apparent.
He sat down next to a tree, leaning back onto the aged wood and sighing in relief at the weight being taken off of his sore feet, lately he had been walking a lot and it showed in a thickening of the muscles of his thighs, there they were once gangly now they were thick and lean, a marathon runner rather than a sprinter; J'adore was the sprinter of the family followed closely by Analise. Earthen ears fell to a half mast position as he stopped holding them upright. He pulled the satchel off from around his neck and set it down next to himself. Eyelids closed to obscure white colored eyes from the world. He listened to the sound of the forest around him, a peaceful orchestra of noise that helped the tired mind drift off.
Before long he had dropped off lain against the tree for the first time in days, mouth falling open slightly and hands remaining locked together with the handle of the satchel caught between them, dreams of his late wife came to him and he smiled gently as he got to touch her fur and smell her scent once again, mentally reveling in the experience of it all
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It was one of those days again where all he wanted to do was return to his house and lay in his hammock and enter the world of dreams so he would get to see his beloved mate again, dreams were the only medium through which he could be with her anymore, the woman no longer tied to the mortal realm. Weary hands rubbed at a face prematurely darkened and lined, as much as he had wanted to sleep lately it seemed to be eluding him which annoyed him greatly as he was a creature of habit and disliked separating from his normal routine. As much as he could tell from the scent of smoke and burning wood he was a few minutes walk from the village but far enough away that the bustle of it was not apparent.
He sat down next to a tree, leaning back onto the aged wood and sighing in relief at the weight being taken off of his sore feet, lately he had been walking a lot and it showed in a thickening of the muscles of his thighs, there they were once gangly now they were thick and lean, a marathon runner rather than a sprinter; J'adore was the sprinter of the family followed closely by Analise. Earthen ears fell to a half mast position as he stopped holding them upright. He pulled the satchel off from around his neck and set it down next to himself. Eyelids closed to obscure white colored eyes from the world. He listened to the sound of the forest around him, a peaceful orchestra of noise that helped the tired mind drift off.
Before long he had dropped off lain against the tree for the first time in days, mouth falling open slightly and hands remaining locked together with the handle of the satchel caught between them, dreams of his late wife came to him and he smiled gently as he got to touch her fur and smell her scent once again, mentally reveling in the experience of it all