Oh, We Are The Dancers!
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OOC: This table is by Snake (alex). This post is all over the place. Sorries. SSWM: 792

Daisuke had been taring up the trees lately. He had been training himself with his blades that he had gotten with Snake that one afternoon. After all, he needed to be able to defend himself just in case something happened between himself and someone else. The male also was putting together a song for his friend, Snake. He had told the male that he would play the male something beautiful, and he meant it. He just had to keep on practicing and making up his own music as he went along. He had already gotten down the chords that Mew had taught him, and he had started to move on to other things. He didn't know the names of the cords, only the sounds. He often would just experiment on the guitar, strumming different chords in the same way he was taught to do. He had learned the sound of many different ones by doing this. But this was all beyond the point.

Today, he had been out and about just like always. just really looking around at all the old houses and junk. The male walked around somewhat awkwardly, since he had finally decided that he wanted to try on the pants that he had found in Halifax when he had gotten his tattoo from Hanna. They were odd to say the least, one leg being red, and the other blue, but the whole design holding plaid stripes. He had also made sure to put a hole through the back, so that his tail could hang out. He hadn't been able to see how he looked with them on, but he felt like he was looking pretty freaking awesome with the random pair of pants on.

The male held his blades down to his side as he walked along, his feline companion sitting on his shoulder as he walked on. Schwarz. How long has it been? he asked the feline, whom only mewed back to him. He couldn't understand what the feline had said, but he had been sure that the Feline had either said "what" or actually answered the question. He decided that the feline had asked "what". How long has it been since his birthday? the male asked, this time calculating how long he hadn't seen Snake for. He had been getting the urge to go onto Inferni lands and seek the male, but then he had gotten a really bad feeling when he had started to head over there, so he had been walking around, trying to get the nasty feeling out of his stomach about him going back onto Inferni lands. Was he right not to go? But he really wanted to see Snake again. It had been a good month since the two had seen each other, and he was curious to see how the winter was treating his best friend. The feline mewed again. It had been close to a month. It was now January, and it had been freezing outside. Daisuke had been fairing pretty well himself, though he had lost some weight, simply because he was not able to eat everyday anymore. His prey choices were diminishing, because it was too much for him to go fishing everyday, and the rabbits weren't too abundant around. Some days he would break through the ice on one of the lakes and go fishing, but this was only if he couldn't go on without a meal. The feline too lost a bit of weight because of the same situation.

The male had looked to the sky, wondering if he really should go into a pack. He looked to the sky mainly for an answer from his father. Some type of reassurance that he should remain the way he was, or to move on to a pack. Daisuke felt like if he was to join a pack, it would be the pack of Cour Des Miracles. Why? Well he had met a lot of friendly wolves there, including Alaine, Caillen and Heath. Svara was the only one had had met that he had mixed feelings about, simply because she had sex with him, and then tried to hurt him. He didn't understand it, and he doubted he ever would. He actually lately had been having the urge to get down and dirty with someone else. Or maybe with Svara again. He didn't know. He didn't know at all. It wasn't hard for him to focus on other things, but instincts were driving him slightly out of whack because of his hormones. Though, he didn't know much about that either. He figured it was all natural.

In slight desperation, he knew no one else to call. His maw lifted to the sky, and it called his friend. His slithering little Snake....

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