05-26-2009, 11:10 PM
Sankor had been trying to ignore the upset of emotions he'd displayed to Cwmfen. He needed to gather himself back up and try and begin again. It wasn't her fault that he knew how to charm the women but didn't know how to make them stay. The masked male had been sitting on the edge of the packlands near the Whisper beach as he tried to figure out just how he felt. He was beginning to wonder if he was even capable of loving someone, everything so far just seemed to be a game that they played at, and one that he could start but was never good enough to finish. He flicked his ears back at that thought and sighed softly.
His talons dug into the soft sands as he began to make a large hollow on the coast. He didn't know what he was doing but it felt good to just get all the stress and tension out. After a while his rump was stationed outside the hole with sands flying to and fro, his upper body completely engulfed in the hole. Perhaps he could dig himself a tunnel far away from these lands and all his problems. That was a nice though, not a plausible one, but interesting enough. He began to work on the side walls, making the hole larger and wider by the minute as he tried to clear his mind.
His talons dug into the soft sands as he began to make a large hollow on the coast. He didn't know what he was doing but it felt good to just get all the stress and tension out. After a while his rump was stationed outside the hole with sands flying to and fro, his upper body completely engulfed in the hole. Perhaps he could dig himself a tunnel far away from these lands and all his problems. That was a nice though, not a plausible one, but interesting enough. He began to work on the side walls, making the hole larger and wider by the minute as he tried to clear his mind.