07-20-2008, 09:14 PM
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Private for Savina & Jazper! 
I've been listening to A LOT of Wicked lately. Hm. wc: 346
Patches of sunlight burst out from the lazily drifting clouds against the heavens, prevailing softly to whisper harmony amongst the glittering grounds of Dans l'Obscurite. It danced softly, playing with the shadows that crept slyly, clinging toward the object that it inhabited. Despite this though, the parasitic shade that cringed to light grinned menacingly toward the idea of tinge of gray in the backdrop. As Khaden laid in the lengthening shade of long overgrown sycamore, he glanced upward. It seemed to have gotten rather cloudy despite the comfortable temperatures and Khaden was curious to know if it would rain. He wasn't sure if he would like that or not, and crinkled his face in anticipation.
Khaden was, yet again, in his halfling state. His massive head perched atop a mane of pitch fur that cascaded down his chest and spine like that of a lion's. His limbs were longer and not as streamlined as they would be in his most wolfish state, however they increased the muscle mass. The rest of his body seemed to follow suit. His spine, while more flexible than in his lupus form never seemed to be weighed down, however much extra fur and muscle his body grew. The jet black boy was most comfortable in this state, liking the fact that he was docile in a feral body - despite how easy he could protect himself if he truly did need it.
He pondered if this was the wisest choice of form, however, as he sidled up closer to the tree that he rested beneath. If it was to rain, he was sure that his most human-like form would be the best pick for this situation, and he could reside within any of the buildings of his pick. Casting one glance back up to the disappearing sun, he shifted once again - hair lengthening, body leaning and lengthening, opposable thumbs evolving with the rest of his digits. He frowned as he looked at himself, unsure of what to do next.
He could only assume to take refuge in the human made shelters.
I've been listening to A LOT of Wicked lately. Hm. wc: 346Patches of sunlight burst out from the lazily drifting clouds against the heavens, prevailing softly to whisper harmony amongst the glittering grounds of Dans l'Obscurite. It danced softly, playing with the shadows that crept slyly, clinging toward the object that it inhabited. Despite this though, the parasitic shade that cringed to light grinned menacingly toward the idea of tinge of gray in the backdrop. As Khaden laid in the lengthening shade of long overgrown sycamore, he glanced upward. It seemed to have gotten rather cloudy despite the comfortable temperatures and Khaden was curious to know if it would rain. He wasn't sure if he would like that or not, and crinkled his face in anticipation.
Khaden was, yet again, in his halfling state. His massive head perched atop a mane of pitch fur that cascaded down his chest and spine like that of a lion's. His limbs were longer and not as streamlined as they would be in his most wolfish state, however they increased the muscle mass. The rest of his body seemed to follow suit. His spine, while more flexible than in his lupus form never seemed to be weighed down, however much extra fur and muscle his body grew. The jet black boy was most comfortable in this state, liking the fact that he was docile in a feral body - despite how easy he could protect himself if he truly did need it.
He pondered if this was the wisest choice of form, however, as he sidled up closer to the tree that he rested beneath. If it was to rain, he was sure that his most human-like form would be the best pick for this situation, and he could reside within any of the buildings of his pick. Casting one glance back up to the disappearing sun, he shifted once again - hair lengthening, body leaning and lengthening, opposable thumbs evolving with the rest of his digits. He frowned as he looked at himself, unsure of what to do next.
He could only assume to take refuge in the human made shelters.