02-24-2012, 05:08 PM
Fritz had heard about this pack from people in Freetown. They were all about warriors and protecting others. He felt that Casa di Cavalieri would help him atone for some of the things that he had helped do as a mercenary. He could still sometimes hear the screams of all the innocent people in that village and had nightmares about it more often than he would have liked. So he hoped that this warrior pack would accept him, despite his past.
Anymore he just wanted to help others because of his large size and massive strength, whether it was from helping with construction projects, protecting someone, or helping another canine to defend himself or herself by teaching them things. He also would be willing to create furniture or toys to make life easier for someone else. But first he would need to be welcomed into this pack and be give the chance to prove himself worthy of doing these things, both for himself and the leader if need be.
So it was with that determination that he got up from where he had slept the night before and packed his things. He first donned his belt and leather bardric, which held his mace on his back. His belt held his two swords. He also had a backpack that held various supplies, including several throwing knives and his baby ferrets. They were on top of soft cloth that kept them away from the knives and other supplies. He then got on his horse and rode the comfortable distance to the borders of Casa di Cavalieri, which he got to mid-afternoon. He went through some forest to the east of the borders and gave a loud, resounding to let the pack members know that he wished to join. His body language then became submissive but still probably towered over many canines. But there wasn’t a whole lot to do about that. So he waited with his horse not too far away, alert but respectful.
Anymore he just wanted to help others because of his large size and massive strength, whether it was from helping with construction projects, protecting someone, or helping another canine to defend himself or herself by teaching them things. He also would be willing to create furniture or toys to make life easier for someone else. But first he would need to be welcomed into this pack and be give the chance to prove himself worthy of doing these things, both for himself and the leader if need be.
So it was with that determination that he got up from where he had slept the night before and packed his things. He first donned his belt and leather bardric, which held his mace on his back. His belt held his two swords. He also had a backpack that held various supplies, including several throwing knives and his baby ferrets. They were on top of soft cloth that kept them away from the knives and other supplies. He then got on his horse and rode the comfortable distance to the borders of Casa di Cavalieri, which he got to mid-afternoon. He went through some forest to the east of the borders and gave a loud, resounding to let the pack members know that he wished to join. His body language then became submissive but still probably towered over many canines. But there wasn’t a whole lot to do about that. So he waited with his horse not too far away, alert but respectful.