04-11-2010, 11:49 AM
Thank you 
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Faolan had closed his eyes in a slight resting manner. His ears stay focused on the sounds around him. He felt something run over his foot paw. He didn't bother to open his eye as he guessed it was probably an insect or possibly a small rodent. During these times, he was one with nature to say the least. Without clothes he felt closer to the earth and it's inhabitants. His eyes stayed closed as his paw moved to touch the grass beneath him. It was softer than most he'd trek on. Of course, the tranquil of his time shortened when his ears caught something and his nose seemed to catch up. Foot falls. His ears perked and his eyes flashed open. Two of them; female. He slowly rose from his position. Meeting up with females was better than males to his sense. Growing up with two sisters and not that many other male pups for him to play with, Faolan swam in an estrogen pool sometimes. Besides, he seemed to get on better with females. He felt the pinch his knee gave off. He would have to force it back out of socket probably since now it's pinching a nerve. He growled lowly to himself mostly as he placed a paw on the tree beside him. "Thanks for the rest..." He said to the plant as he moved to the scent that carried through the wind. He knew his coat caused him to blend in sometimes a bit too well, but sense his scent was there and probably musky to the females, he would be found hopefully rather easily.
He took a few strides along the small river until he saw something he hadn't seen in quiet sometime, at least before he was able to even morph into his optime form. A fence. He tilted his head and touched it, feeling the coolness of the metal. The pack he must have run into had to have been civilized, probably like his. Or rather, how it was before the tyrant killed his father and took over the pack. He could feel hatred entering his mind, his breaths shorten and his body tense. Just remembering what that male did to his family, and left him with scars forever to show on his body put the canine in a horrid mood. He closed his eyes. Now was not the best time to think so much on the past. First thing was first, the greeting. He wondered if this was a border for the pack so he decided to wait there. Not able to put much pressure on his right knee, he leaned more on his left, crossed his arms and waited.
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Faolan had closed his eyes in a slight resting manner. His ears stay focused on the sounds around him. He felt something run over his foot paw. He didn't bother to open his eye as he guessed it was probably an insect or possibly a small rodent. During these times, he was one with nature to say the least. Without clothes he felt closer to the earth and it's inhabitants. His eyes stayed closed as his paw moved to touch the grass beneath him. It was softer than most he'd trek on. Of course, the tranquil of his time shortened when his ears caught something and his nose seemed to catch up. Foot falls. His ears perked and his eyes flashed open. Two of them; female. He slowly rose from his position. Meeting up with females was better than males to his sense. Growing up with two sisters and not that many other male pups for him to play with, Faolan swam in an estrogen pool sometimes. Besides, he seemed to get on better with females. He felt the pinch his knee gave off. He would have to force it back out of socket probably since now it's pinching a nerve. He growled lowly to himself mostly as he placed a paw on the tree beside him. "Thanks for the rest..." He said to the plant as he moved to the scent that carried through the wind. He knew his coat caused him to blend in sometimes a bit too well, but sense his scent was there and probably musky to the females, he would be found hopefully rather easily.
He took a few strides along the small river until he saw something he hadn't seen in quiet sometime, at least before he was able to even morph into his optime form. A fence. He tilted his head and touched it, feeling the coolness of the metal. The pack he must have run into had to have been civilized, probably like his. Or rather, how it was before the tyrant killed his father and took over the pack. He could feel hatred entering his mind, his breaths shorten and his body tense. Just remembering what that male did to his family, and left him with scars forever to show on his body put the canine in a horrid mood. He closed his eyes. Now was not the best time to think so much on the past. First thing was first, the greeting. He wondered if this was a border for the pack so he decided to wait there. Not able to put much pressure on his right knee, he leaned more on his left, crossed his arms and waited.