i'm like a bird

Pendzez Zazkex · 08-01-2012, 09:28 PM

OOC: hewwo Smile

this be for Sira. NOTE: the title? I was thinking of nelly furtado for some reason o.0. anyways, Tongue

And I'm assuming this is during the proposed barn building, just in the earlier hours. WC: 303 3 points

Pendzez had just awoken from his sleep in the morning. He had opened his eyes to see the inside of his den, which remained undisturbed. He let out soft yawn as he sat up, raising his arms as he stretched. He grunted inaudible as he swung his arms back down, shuffling himself to stand up. As he found balance on his two legs, crept along to the mouth of his den, coming into the rising light. The sun light bathed his white fur as the male's red orb looked upon the outside world.

As he gazed up at the young sky, he noticed a flock of birds pass over head. Swallows to be precise. He watched as they head for their destination, wondering what life was like as an avian. Being able to be free and take you as the wind goes would be a nice peaceful life, being able to go places, seeing whats their to see. They were like the male, he went where the spirits took him. Yet, they didn't take him to far away places like over the great body of water to another land. However, he didn't question their intent.

As the birds now were out of the males sight, he took this time to take his cloak with the hood. He put on the linen cloak which covered his back and around his upper chest, then the hood over his head. He took his staff as he again proceeded to the mouth of the den, yet went further to leave the den. He had followed the path from his sanctuary to the communal area where he had the honor of partaking in the pack forming feast. He had to admit, he was pleased to be here, in a pack once again. He had missed the pack lifestyle.

Sira Kira · 08-06-2012, 07:20 PM

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WC: 341 OOC: Sira is in secui form, Smile

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Sira had another bad dream. She hated these dreams because they always felt so real down to the pains she woke up with when she was forced to awaken. Today one of the men ravaged at her, and she cried but not even X’yrin could help her. it took her way too long to wake up though and she felt herself thrashing quietly in her spot, and then just barely remember rushing out of the alpha’s den in a panic as though the man were right there. For all she knew he was. It took her a while to calm down and remember what X’yrin told her. No one can get her in this pack. She told herself that over and over again. She even had to remind herself by scouting out at the borders.

It wasn’t long before she headed back into the communal area where they tended to congregate and it seemed there was already someone there, hooded and some stick in hand, she cowered a little not knowing who it was until his scent caught her nose. It was the man with the strange name, she thought and decided to brave herself. She timidly walked forward “H- hello... um what is it you are wearing? Aren’t you hot?” She asked curiously. She rarely saw forms of clothes and when she did, she mighty curious. His cloak was a new one to her. None of her slave masters owned such things. They lived like pigs and had no need for clothing. So Sira was getting use to the idea, though she wore her secui form more often and saw little need in clothing for herself. She stared at him with quiet concentration, not sure of how to take his actions. She was used to her fellows being on all fours but she was mostly with X’yrin or Jaden, though he was off doing a duty now, and now the new pup that X’yrin had taken in... so she rarely got onto two legs these days.

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