those short days and long nights.

Barrett · 08-05-2011, 12:35 AM

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Private. Slight powerplay or future play or something? >_> Let me know if you want it changed. Also, this post is really weird o_O

Dusk. Again. The eve was not unlike the first night they met, but things were different. The sun swooped toward the horizon along nearly the same path, and the insects droned on in the background still—but the Star slipped a little lower with each passing day, and the crickets' chirps came faster, as if they feverishly sought to finish their song before the Summer's end. And then the same yowl rose up from the clan's southern border—that deceptive, coyote-like yap—but this time, the Aquila would not be fooled. And this time, Barrett paid the sun-bleached skulls no mind; this time, he did not look nearly as apprehensive or concerned.

Why should he be? He was here on some official unofficial business, but that second part wasn't at all obvious from his call. No; for all intents and purposes, his summons could have been any coyote come seeking audience with the Leader. He sat attentive yet restless, with his bushy tail beating against the tall, dry grass even now. He licked his chops in anticipation and tested the air with his nose; Zeke couldn't be too far off. He scanned the horizon continuously, and at the first sign of movement, he pulled it back together—he sat still and casual. Nobody would suspect a thing.

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