08-22-2009, 12:38 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/temp/masontable.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat;"> Mason will stay largely out of the way. Think of him as moral support. Maybe he'll nip preybot's heels, lol. The boy was not one to sit forlornly under cover when rain pelted the ground. Although rain was not his favorite type of weather, he did not mind going outside was long as it wasn't pouring buckets. Mason had spent a lot of his time in the harsh elements, and a little rain had never hurt him. The boy had become comfortable enough with the idea of Inferni being his home, and now he threw himself into learning every inch of the clan's territory. Mason was not timid by nature, and it did not take him long to acclimate to the idea that he would grow to maturity in these lands, and that he was no longer some vagabond on the road. Mason had taken a special interest in exploring the borders, something that was both instinct and learned for him. Kaena, who had taken him under her wing, often patrolled the borders and Mason desperately wanted to follow the woman's example. He was determined to prove himself useful and to grow in strength. Mason had such a strong sense of Inferni as home now, that even at the slightest whiff of foreign scent he would grind on his back teeth and try to track the scent. A sound split the air, echoing like a death knell. Mason straightened, his ears twitching as he processed the fact that the leader of Inferni, Gabriel, had sent out a deadly call. His heart thundered in his chest, and the boy scrambled toward the source of the noise. Several moments later the Tirones minor found himself several feet away from a deadly formation of Inferni members and an intruder. A growl rumbled in the boy's chest, his muzzle contorting as his lips pulled back to reveal small, sharp white teeth. Yellow eyes flashed as he circled around the perimeter, his eyes tracing between Gabriel and the others, watching and wondering if he could be of any use. This much he knew, he wanted this intruder gone, one way or another. |