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Saul Stormbringer · 07-11-2011, 07:31 AM

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yaaay thank you!

The agouti male had almost exhausted the buildings and houses in direct sight of the apartment building he'd come to claim as his home. There were a few good pieces of wood that he'd dragged back to lay in the lobby for further inspection, but more often than not the wood was in no better state than the door they already had. Though New Glasgow and the surronding areas were largely unpicked by the rest of the wolf population like Halifax and Barington, it was still difficult to find what you want. And with items dating way back beyound the two decades it had taken for wildlife to take control again, it was no surprise really that he wasnt finding perfect and pristine doors. He had found a few panes of unbroken glass that, when cut down to size, would fix the windows in Gideon and Nayru's apartment and the male had lain these carefully within the confines of the building. He hoped nobody would step anywhere near them, else there would be trouble. But he was back out now, the early morning light not quite bright enough for him to sheild his eyes, but it was promising to be a hot day. He was planning on going to see Hermes and Arete after noon to see how they were getting on, perhaps get some training in with the big horse.

So lost in his thoughts that the male didnt at first hear the tentative 'hi' called from another wolf. But movement ahead made Saul pause and look up. A pitch black wolf came emerging from a building, a rusting and mostly broken toolbox in hand. He could just about see that most of the tools inside had been protected and would probably work just fine. For a moment, the young male cursed himself for not finding it sooner. Though he'd collected tools back in Dahlia, they weren't a very good set, most were bent or rusting and in need of fixing or updating. Still, he could not befoul this mans good luck and he raised a hand in greeting before making his way over.

"Good morning. I'm Saul Stormbringer"

He offered, extending a hand to shake the other mans in a common greeting he had picked up not long ago. He wondered what the mans profession was, what he did within Ichika, since it seemed they all had specialised jobs, aside from Razekiel and Nayru.

"Saul speaks." Saul thinks.

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