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Temeraire Stormbringer · 09-10-2012, 10:10 AM

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10.09.12 . 12.30pm . sveit village . optime form

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Since finding Lena a week and a bit ago and making sure she was okay, unharmed and happy to see him again, the boys spirits had been lifted. He planned on making the trip over to New Dawn more often to see her- she was fast becoming a good friend and the boy enjoyed her company, even with the dark cloud of Cody hanging over them. The Stormbringer boy still felt as though he was in the right, despite Lena pointing out that he hadn't been friendly to her brother. What was he supposed to do? Submit to her brothers 'wrath', apologise for saving his sisters life and be done with it? The boy didn't think so. Even thinking about it made him scowl and want to hit something. He'd taken to the trees instead, swinging easily up into the branches and higher until he reached the top and settled precariously on a flimsy branch to contemplate.

Usually, the male was not one to think a lot. Unlike his father, who spent a good portion of his time worrying and generally thinking himself to an early death, Temeraire was a do-er. So after only a few moments of thinking up a tree, he'd brushed aside his concerns and gleefully swung through the trees, dancing along the branches that overlapped into the next tree. He could lose himself up here, but he found it a good technique. In fact, he'd begun to practise hunting from the trees- he'd almost had a successful deer hunt the other day, but the wind had shifted at the wrong time and scattered his prey. Perhaps a hunt would take his mind off of things.

Dipping out of the branches to check where he was, and whether he was close to hunting ground, the boy was surprised to see the lightness of an opening in the trees up ahead. He thought perhaps he'd come back around to Jordheim, but he knew the trees there like the back of his hand. This would be the other village in Vinátta- the developing Sveit Village. Dropping silently from the tree, the dark boy moved forward to emerge from the forest and into the presence of the hall. It was long and low, probably only eleven or twelve feet high. But the large table within and the benches set for sitting would house the whole pack if need be- the wide double doors locked easily and the fireplace given for warmth. It would be a good place to hole up, should the opportunity ever be needed. Standing close to the double doors, Temeraire found himself looking around him before moving to enter the building.

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