set to self destruct

Theodore Stone · 01-23-2011, 02:41 PM

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ooc;; <333

The smooth wood beneath his hands was soothing to the young warrior. If there was ever anything in his life that didn't make sense to him, or something that was going wrong or spiralling out of control, his weapons were the ones he turned to. They were uninhibited by emotions and they never did anything unexpected. They never said they were going to do one thing and then do the other, or change their mind at the last moment and chicken out. His weapons did what he told them to do and they were the most reliable companion Theodore had ever known. Not even his own brother was this reliable. Certainly not his father and his mother was weak willed enough to become her mate's doormat. So he was pretty much on his own with this one. Blue eyes gazed at the bowstaff and for the first time in a very long time, his lips curved into a trusting smile.

Though winter had been difficult and the recent hunt had given the young warrior enough protein to bulk back up again, Teddy knew he stull had to maintain the muscled body. Not only for the vanity of having a nice body, but for the useful fitness it brought him and the fact that he would always be prepared to go into battle. Even if it was just him on his own. He had heard Tayui, the elder wolf he had met a while ago, had chosen the rank tier he belonged to and the decision had confused him. She was old, perhaps not old enough to retire but certainly no spring chicken either. Still, it was her decision, afterall.

Strong arms spun the staff quickly above his head before he swung it heavily at a tree. The resounding crack elicited a groan of pleasure from the man- a real mans man. The crack and whip of the weapon flying through the air in his capable hands and its subsequent contact with the unwitting tree that had volunteered to be his target had a soothing affect on the young man and soon he had zoned out of the noises of the trees. He didnt need to hear them- he was safe in Anatheman lands. He moved faster and faster, the loose fitting trousers clinging tight to his muscled thighs as the force of his body moving through the air pinned them against his body.

The snap of a twig was his ownly warning and he froze instantly. The bowstaff had pause in the air, the hand holding it stretched all the way back and the staff pointing away from the intruder. The stance was finished with the mans left hand resting on the ground, his legs wide apart to keep his balanced. He had settled in an almost crouch that made it painfully obvious he would spring at any moment and rip the wolfs head off. Blue eyes took in the shocking appearance with a critical eye. At least he had two of them, unlike the giant in front of him. The bone white man was taller than Teddy, his build naturally bigger and therefore the muscles that bulged from the mans entire being were to be expected. The braids in his dull hair were an odd accessory and the battered helmet on his head were very stranger indeed. Without pausing, Teddy let out a warning growl to let the man know that the young man had no qualms in ripping his throat out.

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