Tell Me a Secret

Jaden Ohanzee · 07-14-2011, 01:38 AM

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WotD point (gumption)

700

Jaden had spent the day thus far making his way around the boarders of Ichika no Ho-en. Since digging out his den and getting to know a few luperci from his pack, the crimson and black Alaskan tundra wolf found he had much time to fill. His job as the pack’s “Shishen” was sort of simple. He was a leader of sorts for situations that involved groups of Ichikan’s. As far as he could tell, such situations were only during pack hunts and if the lands were attacked or ever needed to be defended. In the case of a group combat situation Jaden would be looked upon for tactical advice as well as possible battle plans and such. If the Shishen had it his way he would personally lead any of his battles and give aid to any warrior using his far reaching archery skills.

But battles and war were a very low possibility with Ichika’s general mentality. Jaden himself didn’t mind having to get his hands dirty for what he believed but some of the members of old Dahlia de Mai were somewhat battle torn. Many of them seemed to carry haunting memories of what ever they had experienced in their former pack. Such things Jaden could only guess at though. He wouldn’t ask as it wasn’t his place. No, the past and Dahlia de Mai were no longer a concern for the former assassin. Here and now he was depended on for a specific duty. So that’s what he was concentrating on.

When Jaden saw Janos’ intentional beacon, he was still making his way around Ichika. Having already scouted out which herds of deer in Ichika that might be good for hunting, he was now marking off good training spots for archery and aerobic exercise. He would have to be fit to lead hunts and battles. The Shishen walked from tree to tree and made a neat “X” in each along the path he would follow while training. The smoke very suddenly; a heavy scent that cascaded across Jaden’s senses. Recognizing it instantly and attributing the smoke to a controlled camp fire off Ichika land, he didn’t hesitate very long and would have continued along on his errand if not for the pillar of white smoke that seemed to suddenly materialize out of the trees.

Panic struck the Ichikan. Worries that the land he had just gotten fond of might suddenly go up in smoke, literally, were enough to make the man sheath his dagger and race toward the source of the smoke. He was almost dead silent and would have been if he had actually cared about being stealthy. Even with his bow, quiver, arrows, and dagger, Jaden would have been hard to notice. When the smoke had gotten considerably thicker, the man began to slow his pace. Running full steam into a burning forest wouldn’t be a smart thing. He crept slowly forward scanning the trees and area ahead of him for flame.

Jaden stopped when he saw the source of his panic: a fire that was intentionally made. Whether it was made to intentionally smoke wasn’t easily determinable. His thinking went something along these lines then: Why would someone start a fire that made so much smoke? A: They are inexperienced in fire making, or B: They want attention from people around them. If someone wanted attention from Ichika, which is the closest pack to here, wouldn’t they just howl? They would. So this person or these persons are inexperience fire makers. Inexperienced fire makers making a dangerous fire near my pack’s boarders. And with that last bit he was irritated, irritated that he had run down here in a panic and irritated that someone might be being so careless.

The hackles on Jaden’s back prickled just slightly as he melted from the shadows and into full view of anyone near the fire. It didn’t take him long to notice Janos. Taking no notice of the other wolf’s defensive posture, the Shishen crossed his arms and tried not to show too much gumption with his curt question, “Did you start this fire, Stranger?”

Jaden does. "Jaden speaks." Jaden thinks.

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