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Frodo Silvertongue · 12-16-2011, 09:32 AM

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Smile for light and ayasha. Also it starts on the 15th at night and ends early on the 16th Smile

Having made his way back from Inferni, with only a brief rest at Halifax along the way, all Frodo wanted to do was lay down and rest. But the one thing that kept tugging in his mind was the promise he’d made Ayasha about them helping each other out some time, and then the time he’d met Light Goldenfeather who he’d had a good time with, and wanted to meet up with him again. Bareback, the very beaten-up looking man rode his horse with these thoughts in mind. Not to the stables this time, but the hut he had now made. It had taken time and effort, but it was finally there. There was even a little fence around it - stolen - which he used to put Strider in. The metal fencing he’d found at the serena reserve; it was just some that had fallen off and so he took it, feeling quite sneaky however many times he told himself it had probably belonged to humans before, which wouldn’t exactly be missing it now.

Carefully, the man dismounted and then led Strider into the fenced off Area, leaving him there to graze at whatever he could beneath the snow. Frodo groaned as he hunched over towards the hut, his head lolling to one side in exhaustion. The man pulled off his cloak, bow, quiver, and shirt, and winced as the many cuts, bruises, and bandages were revealed. He’d had a tough time. He kicked off into the back of his hut and collapsed, falling asleep as soon as his head touched the gypsy pillow and blanket that lay there.

When Frodo awoke, he was feeling slightly more refreshed. He got up, and fed the rat snuffling around in his food supplies. Then, just as he was about to get dressed, he opted for a change for once and shifted into Lupus. Once everything was in place, Frodo then walked outside. He was met with a breezy, slightly chilling day. The short wolf was happy to see it hadn’t snowed overnight, and that his horse was looking fine, lying in the fencing. And now it was time to get into that familiar routine; hunting for the pack, eat, hunt, sleep, repeat. But yet again that familiar tug from yesterday reminded him of his plans to meet up with both Ayasha and Light again. Why not at the same time? Frodo asked himself. Quick, nimble, and sure footed in his lupus form, he loped a few strides away and then tilted his head back into a few short barks. Light. Ayasha. the names he called were clear in his throaty cries, and then it was all the black and golden male could to, before he sat and waited to see if they would show up.

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