08-07-2009, 05:30 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/char ... _tears.jpg); background-color:#0E141B; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:246px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> Though the sun was setting, the big pale wolf was not yet tired. He wasn't quite sure where he was going to crash for the night, and it seemed like a good idea to just wander until his paws found something interesting or he got too tired to keep on. He still sorely missed sleeping inside of a house; there was something just warm and cozy about that. Maybe it had been especially warm because the outside had been so cold and forever frozen. He carried along through the territory, pausing to sniff an interesting scent or investigate something off to the side. Charon was relentlessy curious, and he soon came upon the fresh scent of a wolf. Too eager to make friends, the hapless canine meandered for a bit, circling around the scent trail and losing it several times before he was finally able to pinpoint its source. There was a big black wolf in the cemetary, and he seemed to be searching for something. He was roughing up the ground, shoving over headstones with his shoulder. Char hesitated for a moment, almost for once in his life forgoing social contact in favor of his better instincts, which screamed for him to turn tail and walk away. Swallowing that instinct, the pale canine trotted out into view, his tail cricked in friendliness, the white tip waving in the air as he approached the darker canine. "Hey," the arctic wolf said with a smile, trying his best to appear totally nonchalant and friendly even as he weaved in and out of gravestones. Places like this always creeped him out, and he wondered what this wolf had been searching for to have spent any amount of time in this burialground. |