09-27-2009, 09:58 PM
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Character Name: Snake
Character Birthdate: December 6th, 2008
Luperci: Ortus
Species: Coyote (canis latrans)
Gender: Male
Contact: novaphase1 (AIM)
The lithe, sandy form of the coyote slipped through the morning shadows. The autumnal season was beginning to show itself—the air was cool and crisp, and somewhat damp from a shower in the previous night. The boy hadn’t really slept. He had been traveling almost nonstop for a few weeks, and he was beginning to feel it. He felt as though he was seeing through a film, and his limbs felt as though someone had fashioned them out of lead. But he knew that once he reached his destination, he would be able to rest. It was that thought that kept him going.
The sun was just beginning to make the velvet sky blush with pink, and Snake could feel his night-vision fading with every moment. That was fine—he wasn’t focusing on anything in front of him anyway. He just continued to run, four legs moving in dogged tandem, until a scent faced him that made him screech to a halt.
The exhausted youth looked around, seeing nothing special except general flat terrain—plains and rocky foothills. But still, it was a scent that he would recognize anywhere; it was virtually burned into his brain, straight from the very first few days of his life. It was a scent so distinctly different from Patriot’s City; the still-lingering scent of the land that his mother had come from.
He took a moment to shift, the usual ritual of transforming his physical body from his canine Lupus form to his humanoid Optime form second-nature to him. After pulling on his usual pair of pants, he wandered along into the lands that his mother had spoken about so many times until something caught his glance. He approached them, wild ideas of what they were forming in his head constantly until he was standing right before them. He felt a dead weight drop into his stomach, and his mind went blank—he had no idea how to react whatsoever.
The objects were looking back at him—a line of wolf skulls mounted on stakes.
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Character Birthdate: December 6th, 2008
Luperci: Ortus
Species: Coyote (canis latrans)
Gender: Male
Contact: novaphase1 (AIM)
The lithe, sandy form of the coyote slipped through the morning shadows. The autumnal season was beginning to show itself—the air was cool and crisp, and somewhat damp from a shower in the previous night. The boy hadn’t really slept. He had been traveling almost nonstop for a few weeks, and he was beginning to feel it. He felt as though he was seeing through a film, and his limbs felt as though someone had fashioned them out of lead. But he knew that once he reached his destination, he would be able to rest. It was that thought that kept him going.
The sun was just beginning to make the velvet sky blush with pink, and Snake could feel his night-vision fading with every moment. That was fine—he wasn’t focusing on anything in front of him anyway. He just continued to run, four legs moving in dogged tandem, until a scent faced him that made him screech to a halt.
The exhausted youth looked around, seeing nothing special except general flat terrain—plains and rocky foothills. But still, it was a scent that he would recognize anywhere; it was virtually burned into his brain, straight from the very first few days of his life. It was a scent so distinctly different from Patriot’s City; the still-lingering scent of the land that his mother had come from.
He took a moment to shift, the usual ritual of transforming his physical body from his canine Lupus form to his humanoid Optime form second-nature to him. After pulling on his usual pair of pants, he wandered along into the lands that his mother had spoken about so many times until something caught his glance. He approached them, wild ideas of what they were forming in his head constantly until he was standing right before them. He felt a dead weight drop into his stomach, and his mind went blank—he had no idea how to react whatsoever.
The objects were looking back at him—a line of wolf skulls mounted on stakes.