lou dog went to the moon

Ezekiel de le Poer · 07-06-2011, 01:22 AM

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Not only was he facing this growing and unwelcomed neighbor to the north, but Salsola’s arrogant leader had ruffled his feathers during their meeting. To top this off, he had noticed familiar scents fading—Inferni was shrinking. Fear had forced him to voice his concerns to Gabriel, but the graying former-Aquila had reassured him that this was typical. Still, he was stressed; Talitha’s growing bump made him all the more agitated. What if she lost these children as she had the others? Would she lose her mind again and hurl herself into the sea? Beyond that, whose children was she carrying? The wolf-dog’s? Cotl’s? Both options left a cold feeling in his gut.

So he had gone south, taking what had been Highway 102 towards the city. Viggo traveled at an easy pace, occasionally picking up speed where the highway gave away to soft grass. They stopped once to rest at the lake, but only for about half an hour before heading on. By this point, it was early afternoon and warm. Halifax greeted him like a skeletal graveyard, and the highway split—Ezekiel allowed Viggo to choose their path, and soon enough they had left major roadways and entered the residential section of the city.

Ezekiel had all but retreated into his mind when a familiar smell caught his nose. He sniffed and turned his head here and there. Someone was smoking marijuana nearby, and potent crop at that. With a low click, he turned Viggo and they trotted towards the source.

What he found made the Aquila balk, and his heavy horse snort and perk up with confusion. Barrett (or Barry, as he insisted on being called) was playing with what looked like a plank of wood. The coyote made a face but said nothing, finding the whole thing curious.

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