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Saul Stormbringer · 05-11-2012, 11:30 AM

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10.05.12 . 9.30am . commune of the salmon . optime form

A little bit of an explanation thread, where Saul and Lilin meet Miskunn Stormbringer.

Saul Lupus is by Alaine!

Sunlight soaked through the thick glass of the window, fighting through the dust and dirt that clung to the glass like a desperate lover. It was, of course, enough to make the male stir, pale face turning towards his arm (which incidentally rested crooked by his head) to try and find that sweet darkness once more. The trees surrounding the valley of houses did very little to interrupt the beams of sunlight and within a few short moments, the sun shone keenly through the window. Saul shifted, groaning deep in his chest. He instinctively kept quiet, his experiences with Temeraire in the morning were always fraught with tension. Unlike his father, Temeraire was never a morning person and preferred to sleep until at least ten. Saul hoped he would grow out of it, because his own body clock was set to something closer to seven in the morning. Stifling a yawn, he stood and ducked out of the house that he'd claimed last night as temporary shelter for himself and his son. He'd watched as Lilin had disappeared into a different hut, green eyes pining when the door shut. He knew he couldn't say anything though, it wouldn't help either of them.

His nose lead him south towards the shore, an easy gait that he'd perfected a while ago. The salt water wasn't the nice, clean, fresh water of the rivers and lakes he was used to, but it was something to bathe in at least. The freezing water hit him roughly and he grinned, enjoying the feeling of his coat being washed for him. Standing in the ocean, he felt like he was on the edge of the world. Taking a deep breath, he allowed the strong current to push him back towards the shore, jumping out and over the crash to land on the beach. Green eyes were alight with excitement as he shook his coat out, sending a spray of salt water in every direction. He would go exploring- he'd only managed to find a small portion of what this place had to offer. His family knew him well enough by now to understand his routine and he didn't bother to tell them where he was going- he would be back in an hour anyway, and a howl would be loud enough for him to hear if there was an emergency.

The wind whistled through his coat, helping to dry it. He didn't particularly enjoy the feeling of the salt on him, but it would have to stay for now. He'd been running for about fifteen miles he estimated when the flash of brick caught his attention. He slowed, a satisfying pant shaking his body as he came to a walk. Green eyes were fixed on the building, as it appeared to be. Two buildings in fact, in the midst of these trees. They formed an L shape with a large clearing coming from the juncture these buildings created. The large of the two buildings was two stories, ornately decorated, indestructible. The second of the two, facing east, appeared to be a large, low building that could have been a hall. He approached, green eyes taking in the larger of the two buildings. He moved to the front of the building, a large staircase leading up to a columned entrance way. Indented into the stone on the front of the building was a banner, declaring this to the the 'Public Library'. He knew what a library was, and his breathing hitched in his throat. He loved chances to learn new things, and that was what libraries were for.

He moved without thinking, leaping up the steps and moving to the giant wooden door that served as an entrance to the building. He twisted the ring used to open it, hearing a loud creak as the hinges protested. Smiling softly, and oddly apologising to the wood for disturbing it, Saul entered. His nose immediately picked up the delicious scent of old wood, books and glue- a mix he'd smelt in the university in Halifax. A bright happy smile washed over his lips as he moved, allowing his body to choose which way to go. Perhaps he should have been paying attention to where he was going, what he was doing. The crash of a small display cabinet brought him back, the loud bang bringing him from his reverie. He stopped, looking down at the books on the floor and he ducked to the floor, creamy paws scrambling to pick up the cabinet.

"You! Who are you?"

His body froze as the voice washed over him, strangely accented and utterly unfamiliar. It was feminine, but there was a mystery about this voice that held him in a grip. He stood slowly, turning. The female Luperci stood on two legs, dark mahogany fur contrasting with the bright slash of white that seemed to peak around her front, although this was sometimes hard to see through the sheer amount that adorned her body. He couldn't tell what was what, but it appeared to be a mix of clothing and jewellery. Her face was intriguing, a little familiar, although the pale silvery eyes that stared at him were piercing, demanding answers from him. She was a fierce one, that was a certainty. His voice caught in his throat for a moment, green eyes staring into silver, before he took a step forward. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to knock over the books... I was just about to put it back up. I'm Saul Stormbringer. He babbled, the mystery around this woman projecting her into a light of foreign ferocity and he had no idea how to deal with it.

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