06-15-2009, 05:20 PM
Not very long, but there really isn't anything new to say, lol. I think everyone who's interested knows most there is to know about this guy/these two at this point =P
After his narrow escape, Brennt had remained a long time in that dark room. It hadn't been until some time later, when his pursuers were sure to think he had fled through some blocked entry, that he had come back out. This plan wasn't one he'd thought up himself, but which had sort of fallen into his lap. The predator had liked the place because it was secret, and that meant it could sleep safely. It had been Brennt's fear that had kept him in there so long, but ultimately it had all paid off.
Now, several days later, life had moved on. He had become hungry, and with no friends to talk to (he hadn't seen Maz since everything had begun to go wrong), he had very little reason to use words very much anymore. They only confused him and made him upset. As such, he had felt free to be himself since the incident, exploring and hunting as was the his wont, heedless of the politics involved with the last puppy-killing. So it was that today, the creature whose face was known to others as Brennt, but who possessed no name in its current state, was lounging on the outskirts of the city, near the woods where it hunted, devouring the body of a small rabbit it had slain. It wasn't terribly hungry, it had been feeding sporadically these past few days, steering clear of the regions where it suspected it would find the black female. Its mind was clear of concern...usually a creature of the moment, it would come at life's problems as they presented themselves. For now, contentedly chewing was a fine way to spend a day.
After his narrow escape, Brennt had remained a long time in that dark room. It hadn't been until some time later, when his pursuers were sure to think he had fled through some blocked entry, that he had come back out. This plan wasn't one he'd thought up himself, but which had sort of fallen into his lap. The predator had liked the place because it was secret, and that meant it could sleep safely. It had been Brennt's fear that had kept him in there so long, but ultimately it had all paid off.
Now, several days later, life had moved on. He had become hungry, and with no friends to talk to (he hadn't seen Maz since everything had begun to go wrong), he had very little reason to use words very much anymore. They only confused him and made him upset. As such, he had felt free to be himself since the incident, exploring and hunting as was the his wont, heedless of the politics involved with the last puppy-killing. So it was that today, the creature whose face was known to others as Brennt, but who possessed no name in its current state, was lounging on the outskirts of the city, near the woods where it hunted, devouring the body of a small rabbit it had slain. It wasn't terribly hungry, it had been feeding sporadically these past few days, steering clear of the regions where it suspected it would find the black female. Its mind was clear of concern...usually a creature of the moment, it would come at life's problems as they presented themselves. For now, contentedly chewing was a fine way to spend a day.