throwing caution to the wind

Alaki · 11-23-2011, 10:26 PM

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Something hit his stomach, hard. Rolling to his side on his pelt bed, one arm clutched around his now winded stomach he reached for the dagger that he'd left partially hidden from sight, twisting and rising into a crouch ready for whatever had attacked him in his sleep, only to see a dark grey hairball wagging her tail madly, grinning and laughing like a fool. Dumping the blade back to where he'd found it, he picked the girl up by her scruff and dangled her before him, her legs waving around and treading air in an attempt to break free of her father's grip. “What. Have. I. Told. You” he said, glaring at the kid and pausing after each word. Placing her down on the bed beside him, he rose and stretched his arms above himself, padding over to the make-shift storage box he'd constructed when he'd first joined Anathema. From inside the box he snagged a pair of jeans and walked with them in hand over to one of the tables where his various weapons were layed out. Attaching a small dagger to his thigh and a pocket knife to the opposite leg's ankle, he then tugged on the jeans and fastened his belt, attacking his Katana to the belt and finishing off with a dagger around his left forearm.

Casting his eyes around the room he couldn't remember where he'd left the leather strip he'd been using to tie his hair back and chose to leave the black mess down for once. Dressed and ready, he turned towards the child, “You gonna be okay to stick around here on your own?” he asked, Miwa instantly nodding her head and bounding of to her bedroom in response to do god knows what. Sighing, he waved a hand over towards where Beyaz sat, calling the white crow to him and soon enough feeling the birds weight upon his shoulder.

After having located the two traitors, he'd said his piece and chosen to leave things at that. As long as the pair were far away from Anathema and those he cared about, then he'd allow them to live peacefully. Upon returning to Anathema he'd found himself isolated within the dark caves; no one aside Miwa to talk to and spend time with, left with nothing more than his duty and tasks to full fill. Silently he exited the dark tunnel from his room and emerged above ground, wincing slightly at the mid day brightness. If he only had his duties left, he'd perform them diligently and so he began down the path that led to the borders.

Walking in silence down the familiar paths of the pack's borders, his mind drifted back to a late night encounter and he smiled slightly at the memory. Sure that Tedros was from Inferni he had quickly concluded that he'd probably never bump into the coyote again any time soon. With each step his body began to relax and he fell into a comfortable stride, zoning out a depending upon his sense of scent and hearing to alert him to another rather than sight. His ears pricked forearm as a direct call sounded from the borders, summoning him personally. Pausing for a moment he considered who it was; the call hadn't sounded like Jace but aside from the strange woman he could phantom who would wish to see him.

Intrigued, he made his way towards where the call had roughly come from, constantly taking note of the scents carried by the wind in an attempt to figure out whom or what awaited him. Drawing closer he wrapped a hand around the handle of his katana and emerged from the line of trees to spot a certain red coyote. Stopping in his tracks he frowned, confused for a moment after having assumed he'd never see the red male after their last... meeting. “Tedros?” he called out, a smile breaking into his expression as he made his way towards the older male, stopping just out in front of him.

So close to the other he had to force himself not to reach out and touch his red coat, although the urge was undoubtedly there.

Image courtesy of Metassus@Flickr; Table by the Mentors!

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