07-21-2008, 08:00 PM
WC: 679
The young adult wandered through town, it was his first visit. He walk in awe of all the half destroyed buildings and was amazed how many things still stood inside the houses and stores. He took a turn on which seemed to be the remains of a main road, after all it was much larger then the others. It appeared to be where all the humans had done their shopping. He walked quickly taking in every type of store: clothing stores, toy stores, tools, shoes, camping...the list went on and on. Finally his eye's caught on a sign. He looked at it and sounded it out "Hu-n-t-ing, HUNTING!" He quickly ran over to the store on two legs, it was obvious that noone from the packs had touched this place because the window was not broken. He went to the door and tried to open it, locked. He backed up slightly and picked up a good sized piece of rock, he approched the door and slammed it into the glass of the door, shattering it into hundreds of pieces. He reached in and calmly unlocked the door.
He tried to open the door once more, this time the glass door opened with ease. His ears twitched in annoyance as an old fashioned bell sounded. He grabbed it and the string yanking hard, it easily fell to the ground with a final ring, "Stupid bells." He mumbled. Amber eyes looked around and a smile spread across the young hunters face. There where knives, bows, arrows, camo, guns, fishing rods ,hooks and nets. You name it and this place had it. He spotted a few bags, they looked like the type of begs that a human pup would have when they went to school in the story books Duece had read him before bed.
He grabbed a large camo bag and a black leather belt with slits for knives. He had always wanted to have some weaponry around the house just in case. He went over to the knife collection and slide open the door. Large black hands took two knives in particular. The first was a simple carving knife, the blade was only a few inches in length and barely an inch wide with a curved black handle. The second one was had a blade that must have been double the size and was obviously for killing. It's handle was more creative ten the plain black of the other for this one was straight with coloring ruby red along with a golden tip. He wrapped his new hunting belt around his waist and slipped the carving knife on the right and the hunting knife on the left making it easily accessible in case of an attack.
He continued to look around, he took a short fishing rod which folded nicely into his bag, accompanied by a few interesting lures. He also grabbed a few smaller pans for the kitchen. To finish his new look off perfectly He grabbed a pair of silver rimmed sunglasses, the sun had been bothering them lately when he was out scouting. He looked in a mirror in front of the main desk, he looked good. He was tall, dark and the opposite of ugly. He wore a plain white t-shirt and knee length beige shorts now complete with a black leather knife belt, a carving knife and a flashy hunting knife, a camo backpack and lastly a sweet pair of shades. Even the bandages around his leg and arm, due to his hunting accident, couldn't bring him down. He started out of the shop and looked around. his thoughts returned to a conversation Lucifer had had with him agreeing to take him to see Duece. He shrugged to himself figuring that now was as good a time as any. He walked a few blocks backwards to where he had seen a fancy looking restaurant which had obviously been used by the wolves not for dinning, but for the large wall of whine behind the counter. He took his stance outside the door and raised his head releasing a long howl for Lucifer and Duece to join him.
The young adult wandered through town, it was his first visit. He walk in awe of all the half destroyed buildings and was amazed how many things still stood inside the houses and stores. He took a turn on which seemed to be the remains of a main road, after all it was much larger then the others. It appeared to be where all the humans had done their shopping. He walked quickly taking in every type of store: clothing stores, toy stores, tools, shoes, camping...the list went on and on. Finally his eye's caught on a sign. He looked at it and sounded it out "Hu-n-t-ing, HUNTING!" He quickly ran over to the store on two legs, it was obvious that noone from the packs had touched this place because the window was not broken. He went to the door and tried to open it, locked. He backed up slightly and picked up a good sized piece of rock, he approched the door and slammed it into the glass of the door, shattering it into hundreds of pieces. He reached in and calmly unlocked the door.
He tried to open the door once more, this time the glass door opened with ease. His ears twitched in annoyance as an old fashioned bell sounded. He grabbed it and the string yanking hard, it easily fell to the ground with a final ring, "Stupid bells." He mumbled. Amber eyes looked around and a smile spread across the young hunters face. There where knives, bows, arrows, camo, guns, fishing rods ,hooks and nets. You name it and this place had it. He spotted a few bags, they looked like the type of begs that a human pup would have when they went to school in the story books Duece had read him before bed.
He grabbed a large camo bag and a black leather belt with slits for knives. He had always wanted to have some weaponry around the house just in case. He went over to the knife collection and slide open the door. Large black hands took two knives in particular. The first was a simple carving knife, the blade was only a few inches in length and barely an inch wide with a curved black handle. The second one was had a blade that must have been double the size and was obviously for killing. It's handle was more creative ten the plain black of the other for this one was straight with coloring ruby red along with a golden tip. He wrapped his new hunting belt around his waist and slipped the carving knife on the right and the hunting knife on the left making it easily accessible in case of an attack.
He continued to look around, he took a short fishing rod which folded nicely into his bag, accompanied by a few interesting lures. He also grabbed a few smaller pans for the kitchen. To finish his new look off perfectly He grabbed a pair of silver rimmed sunglasses, the sun had been bothering them lately when he was out scouting. He looked in a mirror in front of the main desk, he looked good. He was tall, dark and the opposite of ugly. He wore a plain white t-shirt and knee length beige shorts now complete with a black leather knife belt, a carving knife and a flashy hunting knife, a camo backpack and lastly a sweet pair of shades. Even the bandages around his leg and arm, due to his hunting accident, couldn't bring him down. He started out of the shop and looked around. his thoughts returned to a conversation Lucifer had had with him agreeing to take him to see Duece. He shrugged to himself figuring that now was as good a time as any. He walked a few blocks backwards to where he had seen a fancy looking restaurant which had obviously been used by the wolves not for dinning, but for the large wall of whine behind the counter. He took his stance outside the door and raised his head releasing a long howl for Lucifer and Duece to join him.