07-19-2008, 09:42 PM
WC:408
He was an adult, finally. To him it felt amazing to walk around on two leggs like the majority of his pack members. Die had been a luprici, Lucifer and Duece were luprici, so where his brothers and now so was he thanks to his father. The sun beat down on his black coat and he almost cursed the clothing his father had given him, a white t-shirt and creamy brown knee-length shorts which looked like they were cut wiht human tools from pants. He panted slightly as he walked into the shade of the forest, the sun seemed less cruel here. "Why wasn't I born with Taka's color?!" He growled aloud.
His blood parents had been killed by rouge wolves...bloodthirsty. Jazper had made it a point to call them by thier first names to dull the pain. Of course the young male was very happy with his life so far: He had been adopted by Dierdre Rhiannon, taken her last name, escaped a close kill by the fire, was re-adopted by Duece Rhiannon and Lucifer Sawtooth, learned to read before Duece was kicked out, and had gone hunting a few times now. He was slowly becoming a valued member of the pack.
As he wandered aimlessly through the woods he let out a sigh. This was home and it was beautiful. He took his white shirt off in atempts to keep cool. He flung the shirt over his should being stuck carrying it due to lacking a bag. He took notice of everything new to him that he had missed in his wolf form, he could see much more a this height if his hair stayed out of his face long enough. His black fur had grown on the top between his ears, becoming a pain in the ass as he recived, what he had read in a human hairstyle book, what had been called surfer bangs. The hung close to eye level, slightly blocking his view until he swept them to the side. 'Note to self: got to town and cut back annoying hair!' suddenly he glimpsed a figure, a black she-wolf around a small body of water seemingly part of the ocean. He aproched the beach feeling the sand hot on his feet and clearing his throat he spoke, "Savina?" He knew the ladies name simply because she was part of his pack, they had rarely spoken, only in passing.
He was an adult, finally. To him it felt amazing to walk around on two leggs like the majority of his pack members. Die had been a luprici, Lucifer and Duece were luprici, so where his brothers and now so was he thanks to his father. The sun beat down on his black coat and he almost cursed the clothing his father had given him, a white t-shirt and creamy brown knee-length shorts which looked like they were cut wiht human tools from pants. He panted slightly as he walked into the shade of the forest, the sun seemed less cruel here. "Why wasn't I born with Taka's color?!" He growled aloud.
His blood parents had been killed by rouge wolves...bloodthirsty. Jazper had made it a point to call them by thier first names to dull the pain. Of course the young male was very happy with his life so far: He had been adopted by Dierdre Rhiannon, taken her last name, escaped a close kill by the fire, was re-adopted by Duece Rhiannon and Lucifer Sawtooth, learned to read before Duece was kicked out, and had gone hunting a few times now. He was slowly becoming a valued member of the pack.
As he wandered aimlessly through the woods he let out a sigh. This was home and it was beautiful. He took his white shirt off in atempts to keep cool. He flung the shirt over his should being stuck carrying it due to lacking a bag. He took notice of everything new to him that he had missed in his wolf form, he could see much more a this height if his hair stayed out of his face long enough. His black fur had grown on the top between his ears, becoming a pain in the ass as he recived, what he had read in a human hairstyle book, what had been called surfer bangs. The hung close to eye level, slightly blocking his view until he swept them to the side. 'Note to self: got to town and cut back annoying hair!' suddenly he glimpsed a figure, a black she-wolf around a small body of water seemingly part of the ocean. He aproched the beach feeling the sand hot on his feet and clearing his throat he spoke, "Savina?" He knew the ladies name simply because she was part of his pack, they had rarely spoken, only in passing.