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- Usdi Tawodi - 09-10-2008 [html] http://s275.photobucket.com/albums/jj31 ... di/t11.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> _____Underneath the damp forest of collective pine trees, he found that he liked it there the most. Though the scrutinizing gaze of the sun was mostly hidden, it filtered down and lit the pathways in the later afternoon just how he needed it. Any other traveller may have been a little taken with the forest, but Tawodi didn't quite see its beauty. He wasn't there to hunt either, merely to pace around and kill time. Slowly but surely he imagined the rest of the tribe was filtering in and when there were enough of them, he assumed that they would be gathered. Aniwaya would live again, even if they were miles from the place that he knew only as a distant memory. _____After that little stint of poking the ocean of what must have been melting ice water, he didn't want to hang around there, anyway. A crow cawed from a branch above him as he walked beneath it, but the sound was lost on him. He was thinking back as far as he could, wondering if there was some shred of colour left in the memories of where they had come from when they had started out. His parents had gone from vibrant pictures of colour to greyed frames, and now they were blurred and distant—his siblings suffered the same fate in his head. He had grown up and he had changed, ultimately because just some child that more or less belonged to them all; an orphan. - Itsihnalv Go - 09-28-2008 [html] [/html] - Usdi Tawodi - 10-04-2008 [html] Now it wasn't every day that he got to see Itsihnalv, though on the occasion that he did, Tawodi was never entirely sure how to view him. Though it were true that they were brothers in circumstance, he never really felt like all of the others were family in any sense to him. Which inwardly Tawodi knew wasn't right per se, but all of them had a hand in raising him one way or another. But he still greeted the warrior the same, a faint smile and a wag of his tail. “I've been here a while, I dunno how long, but a while,” he said, trying hard to imply that he had come there on his own. Which he had—he had run ahead of the others—and well, to him that was a badge of courage or bravery or something of that sort[/html] |