10-08-2009, 07:58 PM
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FINALLY! School cuts into my roleplay time way too much 
Set in Halifax
The rain had let up for the time being. Cwmfen and the twins were off somewhere else and so Onus was taking to opportunity to make a trek back to Halifax. He had spent so much time there when he had first arrived in these lands it was strange to be so absent them now. No, the place didn't feel like home for he had never had the sensation of home, but it had become familiar. A place he knew well and familiarity bred a sort of comfort. In a sense he felt freer out here as well. While he did not dislike having a family now, he did worry more when around them. He wanted to set a good example for his children and did not want to expose them to the horrors of life prematurely. Of course if they were endangered or some scum was near them he would fight without hesitation, but he wanted to avoid showing them such a thing before they were older. His life had started with violence and he wanted to spare them that. Of course with two warriors as parents them being exposed to it was inevitable, but the longer it could be delayed the better.
Though despite this being a short respite from his small family part of this trek was for them as well. Honor and Chastity had shown a great interest in childrens stories and Onus did not know enough to keep the twins occupied. He had managed to find a couple books but the stories in them had already been eaten up by the two children and so he was in need of more. Reading to them was one of the very few "fatherly" activities he felt competent at, and the fact that they enjoyed it so much made it all the more rewarding. He remembered from his adolescent days finding a book with a bunch of short tales written by a man named Aesop. All the stories had had a certain moral to them and he hoped to maybe find that book today. It would do the double duty of entertaining and teaching the hybrid pups.
The collar of his trench coat was pulled about his neck to keep off the chill wind as he walked through the crumbled city streets. Puddles were everywhere, some of them almost resembling small lakes. It seemed that these lands were prone to flooding and he hoped that the den beneath the oak tree would never get washed out. Hands were neatly tucked into their respective pockets as that veiled gaze searched the building fronts for what he searched for. Halifax was a large city and most surely house a childrens store or bookstore of some sort or another. After roughly a half hour of searching he found what he was looking for. A cracked and faded pastel sign hung over the doorway and the coyote entered the small shop. Stuffed toys that had seen better days littered the floor along with small chairs. Onus walked to the nearest bookshelf and began looking at the aged tomes.
Set in HalifaxThe rain had let up for the time being. Cwmfen and the twins were off somewhere else and so Onus was taking to opportunity to make a trek back to Halifax. He had spent so much time there when he had first arrived in these lands it was strange to be so absent them now. No, the place didn't feel like home for he had never had the sensation of home, but it had become familiar. A place he knew well and familiarity bred a sort of comfort. In a sense he felt freer out here as well. While he did not dislike having a family now, he did worry more when around them. He wanted to set a good example for his children and did not want to expose them to the horrors of life prematurely. Of course if they were endangered or some scum was near them he would fight without hesitation, but he wanted to avoid showing them such a thing before they were older. His life had started with violence and he wanted to spare them that. Of course with two warriors as parents them being exposed to it was inevitable, but the longer it could be delayed the better.
Though despite this being a short respite from his small family part of this trek was for them as well. Honor and Chastity had shown a great interest in childrens stories and Onus did not know enough to keep the twins occupied. He had managed to find a couple books but the stories in them had already been eaten up by the two children and so he was in need of more. Reading to them was one of the very few "fatherly" activities he felt competent at, and the fact that they enjoyed it so much made it all the more rewarding. He remembered from his adolescent days finding a book with a bunch of short tales written by a man named Aesop. All the stories had had a certain moral to them and he hoped to maybe find that book today. It would do the double duty of entertaining and teaching the hybrid pups.
The collar of his trench coat was pulled about his neck to keep off the chill wind as he walked through the crumbled city streets. Puddles were everywhere, some of them almost resembling small lakes. It seemed that these lands were prone to flooding and he hoped that the den beneath the oak tree would never get washed out. Hands were neatly tucked into their respective pockets as that veiled gaze searched the building fronts for what he searched for. Halifax was a large city and most surely house a childrens store or bookstore of some sort or another. After roughly a half hour of searching he found what he was looking for. A cracked and faded pastel sign hung over the doorway and the coyote entered the small shop. Stuffed toys that had seen better days littered the floor along with small chairs. Onus walked to the nearest bookshelf and began looking at the aged tomes.