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OOC here: Table & Coding © Jenny/Kiri; 397 words
The male was out in optime form as was usual for him. After all he had his satchel with him and that was simply the easiest way to carry it. Whenever he left the pack's lands he had his satchel with him should he find anything of interest while he was out. It was the easiest and simplest way to transport things. It also allowed him to bring along items that he carried with him everywhere when he was away from home. Especially with the time of year that he was he needed his jars with him in case he found anything that he could color himself with. He wished to make sure that he remained stocked up through the winter this time.
It could be easily seen that he enjoyed color. There were patches of white to be seen through the multitudes of color that were splashed about his pelt. There was no rhyme or reason or any sort of pattern. He had just taken multiple colors and placed them upon himself wherever he could. Anything the break up the monotony of his natural pelt. He really didn't like being a singular color and it showed. Nature was full of color and he made the effort to reflect that in his pelt.
He was just aimlessly wandering around when he spotted the other. What was with these females teasing him lately? Not that they knew just what an attraction that the lupus form was for him. How could they know the teachings that he adhered to? They weren't within the cult with him to know. Still he had to try and hold himself in check even though an involuntary groan had slipped past his lips. Still, he might be able to charm her. He had done so with others before.
"The reflection will never do you justice. The movement of the water will continue to distort it and never portray it accurately." He complimented the female as he made his way over to her. Once he got close he made to kneel down beside her. Without really thinking about it he reached out a hand to try and stroke his fingers through the fur upon her back. "You don't have to worry, your beauty hasn't faded any. If anything, it is only destined to grow." He offered up the words with a smile upon his lips.
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