Rain, rain, go away.

Saul Stormbringer · 06-01-2011, 01:07 PM

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The long strokes of the chisel on the wood was a soothing motion that was almost automatic in the boy now. Since Shawchert had taught him the basics, Saul had read a few books on wood carving that meant he was no longer a novice. He didnt know what was in the wood yet- it wasnt telling him. He'd learnt quickly that the wood would be carved into what it wished to be, not what you enforced upon it. When the wood knew what it wanted to be, it would reveal itself to the Stormbringer male. He'd tried to explain this to Siku, but his best friend hadnt understood what he'd meant. He smiled softly, sat on his back porch (recently added to the property) and looked out over the river. Green eyes were almost gold in the setting sun and the male could feel an overwhelming sense of peace washing over him. It was moments like these that the male treasured. Of course, it was moments like these that made him realise he still had no idea where Ascher and Shiloh were- lost as they were. He sighed softly running a wood-dust covered hand over his face and leaving behind the dust on his brow and a smudge on his nose.

He stood then, turning to walk back into his house. If he hadnt turned, he may not have seen Gideon. And he might not have noticed that it had begun to rain. He'd been caught in his thoughts, hadnt noticed the darkening of the sky nor the first spits of rain. He thought of Wretch then- her leg was very nearly healed and her jaw was too. But she shouldnt get wet. His mind, however, was preoccupied with the image of his dark furred brother running across the flat grassland. Last time Saul had spoken to him, he'd been limping an aweful amount. He shouldnt be running. A scowl marred the males handsome features as he moved out into the rain, regardless of himself getting wet or ill. It took him only a few moments to reach the tree Gideon had come to shelter in.

"Brother, you appear to be hiding under a tree when my home is just a few hundred metres away..."

He spoke with a mixture of confusion and tease in his voice. He shook his fur and then he noticed the fish in Gideon's arms. He snorted softly, counting them. He really was a good fisherman and Saul hoped that he would continue this. Green eyes caught his brothers, so similar in colour to his own and he smiled, a dazzling smile that spoke of a true pleasure to see his brother.

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