05-07-2008, 12:53 PM
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Instead of veering largely east as he had done the other day, today Jenkai decided that he would travel northwest from the peninsula. He had come across still only a handful of wolves, but he knew there were still plenty around – he just had to do a bit more exploring. He always kept his seafoam eyes scanning his surroundings, looking for any signs of the coyote clan he had heard word of. He wanted in no way to mess with him, and he was determined to keep his distance.
He traveled light today, though brought the same leather bag as the day before. The sun was high in the sky and it didn’t appear as if it were going to rain until the late hours of the day. He still had plenty of time to check out the lands, and he was already making his way near whisper beach.
He stopped, breathing in the slight scent of the ocean as he readjusted the straps to his bag. Faintly on the wind he could hear some sort of noise – no, not noise… music. He paused, feeling a tingle run along his neck as he turned into the wind. It sounded almost like singing, yet it was in a strange language he didn’t understand. He waited a few more moments, before gripping the bag’s strap and silently making his way towards the melody.