cake Sorry for the wait! This can be set on whatever date you'd like... would the 4th or the 5th work? edit: actually scratch that, the 5th doesn't work for me XD any other day is good though!
cakeSome handful of months ago, Bane had arrived with nothing but his hiking pack and an idea in his head of what to look for. He had been disdainful of this thing but had pursued it anyhow, for lack of a better path. It had proven to be worthwhile, though the broken leg at the beginning had slowed him down. Of course, it was easy to look at these things this way. He knew he was thinking like a mortal, but he was a lowly creature and it was to be expected. The mountain towered above him, hiding from him the lands in which he had been born. He was walking away from it, slowly, leisurely, the warm spring sun beating down on him and warming his fur.
cakeIt was late afternoon. Evening would come soon and the sun would set. In the pocket of his cutoff jeans, the keys to his home jingled oddly merrily. Tied to one of his belt loops was the string that attached his canteen of water, that which he rarely left home without. In his hand was the skull of a dead cougar, cracked in the middle between the eyes. The fractures that ran along the top of the white bone intrigued him and he looked at it as he walked. The instinct burned in him for some reason he couldn't quite explain. Though, in his limited range of thought, the dark wolf couldn't think of a reason for this, he knew that didn't mean there wasn't one. In his house, all the way in suburban Halifax, there was a chimney he had cleaned in the winter so he could use the fireplace to warm himself during the night. The mantle was empty of the things the humans had once owned. This would likely look good there.
cakeYes, he thought, lowering his arm and raising his eyes. Yes, he would put this creature's skull on the mantle. It hadn't managed to conquer him -- it deserved its fate.
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