06-29-2011, 05:56 PM
Whee! I left it kind of vague as to how far Nathaniel wandered, so that's up to you to decide. :}
Hybrid was far from home. He had wandered for so long through Arachnea's Revenge that he had made it to the Shattered Coast without even meaning to. He had sought out his favourite spider-filled paradise, seeking out the ghost of Kol or Bris, but found it empty and forlorn. Saddened, but not discouraged, Hybrid continued west through the Coast, traipsing through battered sand and rocks until it gave way to thick trees. He moved through the forest with a sense of unease, unused to these parts. He preferred the mixed forest of Arachnea's Revenge, where he had carried out so many delicious crimes. It seemed like a shame to abandon those woods, which had been ever so loyal to him.
As he continued travelling west, he picked up the sound of movement, shouts, giggles, and laughter. The sound was completely foreign to Hybrid, so he snuck closer and hunkered down to observe. Among the thick trees and in the shadows played a wolf and her three children. He sat, waiting, as they eventually tired out and took to a nap. Two puppies curled up to their mother's side while one, a puppy which looked less like its siblings and more like one of Hybrid's cousins, quietly padded away.
Hybrid followed the puppy deep in to the forest, watching as it moved farther and farther from the protection of its mother.
When the time seemed ripe, Hybrid approached the puppy. He slunk out of the shadows and regarded the little thing with a cruel smile.
"Are you lost, little one?" he asked. His voice was laced with poison and coated with honey.
Hybrid was far from home. He had wandered for so long through Arachnea's Revenge that he had made it to the Shattered Coast without even meaning to. He had sought out his favourite spider-filled paradise, seeking out the ghost of Kol or Bris, but found it empty and forlorn. Saddened, but not discouraged, Hybrid continued west through the Coast, traipsing through battered sand and rocks until it gave way to thick trees. He moved through the forest with a sense of unease, unused to these parts. He preferred the mixed forest of Arachnea's Revenge, where he had carried out so many delicious crimes. It seemed like a shame to abandon those woods, which had been ever so loyal to him.
As he continued travelling west, he picked up the sound of movement, shouts, giggles, and laughter. The sound was completely foreign to Hybrid, so he snuck closer and hunkered down to observe. Among the thick trees and in the shadows played a wolf and her three children. He sat, waiting, as they eventually tired out and took to a nap. Two puppies curled up to their mother's side while one, a puppy which looked less like its siblings and more like one of Hybrid's cousins, quietly padded away.
Hybrid followed the puppy deep in to the forest, watching as it moved farther and farther from the protection of its mother.
When the time seemed ripe, Hybrid approached the puppy. He slunk out of the shadows and regarded the little thing with a cruel smile.
"Are you lost, little one?" he asked. His voice was laced with poison and coated with honey.