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- Laurel Booth - 07-24-2008 [html] Wandering to the south of the territory didn't really do too much for Laurel because it didn't seem overly different. He had heard of a pack that lingered to the south some odd amount of miles, but then again there was one to the north he had heard about already. But when the forest had finally begun to thin out, he eyed the clouds above him with dismay. If it rained now, he knew he'd get soaked to the bone. Despite the fact that it had rained off and on for days on end already, he continued to venture out away from dense wood where his newly crowned home was and headed south, only stopping when he reached a small brook that cut through.[/html] - Khaden Aatte - 07-24-2008 [html] http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... c2b4-1.jpg); background-position: center center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> boo. wc: 320 Khaden had found it in him that day to leave Twilight Vale again. He had done much traveling in the last few days, and to admit that he was surprised when he picked up his halfling body from the Manor and went to leave the secure borders. Perhaps it was because he wanted to do one last sweep of the lands beyond the borders to see if Dhalia was lurking in the shadows waiting to spring upon Conri with all her might. Maybe it was just that the whole wandering around thing wasn't out of his system. Either or, he set his mind and his feet towards the direction of the Shiloh Hills. It had been raining off and on for the past few days now, and as the days seemed to progress the weather seemed to take a turn for the worse - and this day was no exception. Glancing up to the skies, Khaden took a mental note as to stay particularly closer to the denser trees, so he skirted along Rabbit Lake, and cutting across it. He looked across and watched as the long landscape seemed to be cut in half with dotting vegetation and sparse trees and looked up again to the sky, cursing it with threats. It's not particularly like Khaden couldn't fend himself off from the rain, and on certain days he actually enjoyed becoming that soaking, sopping mess of a canine. But this, especially, was not one of those days. Frowning slightly, he trudged along, taking acute note that his paws and lower limbs were already dampening with the dew that clung to the earth. Naturally, however, it didn't take long at all until he saw that same brook that cut through the land and the werewolf that inhabited close by. Furrowing a brow and intently watching him, he approached loudly, letting the wolf afore him know of his true intentions by being rather blatant. "Yo." - Laurel Booth - 07-24-2008 Gah, this is bad. Phone calls, cats trying to eat my food... @_@ [html] For as many things as there were to hear, he hadn't expected to hear someone approaching so soon. The sound of feet being brought through the wet grass caught his attention just as readily as his breathing and then his eventual voice. A young voice, nonetheless. Slowly opening his eyes as though he were the laziest thing around, the clothed coyote let his head sway and bob in the direction, letting the dark-haired yearling side into view. “Hi kid.” Like Laurel, he also had green eyes which never ceased to amuse him because after so long of seeing the same kind of eyes over and over and over, now he was seeing the same colour and sometimes, almost the same shade of green that he had.[/html] - Khaden Aatte - 08-07-2008 [html] http://i25.photobucket.com/albums/c73/p ... c2b4-1.jpg); background-position: center center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> man, I must've started this post like fifty gazillion times. x_X; Kid. Khaden didn't quite know how to react to such a title. True, he hadn't quite reached the age of a year, y'know those twelve months that's supposed to mean the world. Instead, he had just reached his eleventh birthday. In fact, thinking upon it, Khaden realized that his eleven months was today. Born August 15th of the year 2007, the Aatte boy gave a small "Huh." Eleven months, and it felt like he had already lived a lifetime. Nonetheless, his vision was turned again towards the shifter before regarding the question that he asked. "Yeah." He responded, short and sweet. He didn't even have to look around him. Didn't have to regard the slate skies or the wet ground. Khaden could feel that the world around him wanted to drench the realm of 'Souls, and clean it through and through. Like those old religious stories, the one's where some mystical being drowned the world only to restart anew - just like a phoenix. He tittered a little laugh at that, pushing his muzzle up to the sky and prompting whatever God deemed itself fit for such a queer little world. "It's not done drowning us just yet." - Laurel Booth - 08-08-2008 [html] http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... rel/t3.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Even if he had been a year old, chances where that Laurel wouldn't have known the difference and still called him a kid. That was the thing, the whole age before beauty trick. Beauty, or in any case, appearance, didn't tell age very well. He didn't look as old as he was and neither did a lot of others, probably only because they took care of themselves. Laurel didn't have any old faded scars that were visible to tell age on and he certainly didn't celebrate birthdays because he didn't remember when he was. He could recall the season, but time and dates and such were entirely lost on him just like tons of others in the world. “That's a depressing way to put it,” he laughed, “But I guess you're right, the sky has been trying to drown us for a while. Too much rain and we'll be floating away in buckets, not enough and we'll be laying in the riverbeds digging holes where we smell water.” He'd done that before, once on a trip and once because there had been a drought. “So where're you from? I'm Laurel,” he offered with a wiry grin. - Khaden Aatte - 08-21-2008 [html]
- Laurel Booth - 08-21-2008 Do not, but can you possibly change your talking font colour? It really hurts my eyes. ;_; And sorry for the short post. *is lame* [html] http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... rel/t5.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> _____It made sense that he would meet someone from Twilight Vale. Naniko had mentioned that they were to the south and he had been meaning to go down and visit her, but just hadn't gotten around to it. Though they had only met a handful of days (or was it hours?) ago, he also remembered he promised her a fishing pole in exchange for a fishing net. A little trading and bartering between friends, good stuff. Proving the whole “grr grr, coyote bad” thing wrong. “Twilight Vale, huh. I know Naniko from there, but it's always nice to know someone else. How you likin’ it there?” - Khaden Aatte - 08-29-2008 [html]
- Laurel Booth - 08-29-2008 *proceeds to eat the strawberry because it looks rather yummy* >_> [html] http://i275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... rel/t5.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> _____“Felt like getting away from my little camp site for a while and see what was around,” he answered rather plainly. That was one way to put it anyway, though it was more of a “getting myself orientated!” kind of thing. There really wasn't that much to get away from back there at the moment but his tone didn't sound as negative as the statement could have. “I live a bit more to the north of here, in the forest.” Apart of a place that wasn't really a pack but everyone thought it was and most of the time he just let it go. If it made them feel content to call it a pack and say that he and Nikita were leaders, he'd let them, even if it didn't seem true in his mind. They had simply settled there and others came along and stayed. Nice and simple, for now. - Khaden Aatte - 09-01-2008 [html]
- Laurel Booth - 09-01-2008 Ooo! It does, actually. *also too lazy for a table* [html] [/html] - Khaden Aatte - 09-03-2008 [html]
- Laurel Booth - 09-03-2008 *salute* [html] [/html] |