06-08-2009, 01:40 AM
The young de le Poer had spent the afternoon building a fire on the sandy shore and now that the sun was beginning to set and the winds were picking up he was beginning to think that it was the smart thing to do after all. He'd set a couple of fish to roast across the flames, the sot subtle aroma of the grilled flesh of the catch causing his mouth to water. He had pushed aside all thoughts of his past and had decided that he was going to start anew. How long that was going to work he had no clue but he hoped it was going to be long enough for him to figure out just where his place was going to be in the clan. His run in with the mutt dog had frayed his nerves and he knew now that he must train harder for the beasts would think they could walk all over him, and if they thought they could walk all over him it wouldn't be long before they assumed the same of the clan. He didn't want to be the start of those kind of thoughts.
Picking one of the fish from the flames he let the meat drop onto the rock next to him and began to pick the flesh away from the skin. The sweet taste of the tender meat almost melted on his tongue as he closed his eyes and leaned back against the log behind him. He opened his eyes slightly and stared up at the stars above him, wondering just what was out there besides the slight twinkle of light.
Picking one of the fish from the flames he let the meat drop onto the rock next to him and began to pick the flesh away from the skin. The sweet taste of the tender meat almost melted on his tongue as he closed his eyes and leaned back against the log behind him. He opened his eyes slightly and stared up at the stars above him, wondering just what was out there besides the slight twinkle of light.