04-19-2012, 04:49 PM
Sorry for shortness x.x
If ever he had a reason to hold a silly stupid grin on his face then it was within him now and burning brightly for his jaw was stretched wide by the smile that resided there. A warmth beat within his chest and flowed throughout his limbs until the male wanted to laugh with sheer joy and sprint off through the trees, race with the eagles and the wind, climb to the highest mountain and howl his happiness to the moon. It was this inner light that had him trotting as quickly as he did, paws swallowing up the distance like it was nothing. He had been training with more and more intensity lately and resultingly muscle now covered his lanky frame transforming him from a skinny stick into a sleek and even more dangerous creature.
The first echoes of Cercatori lingered within his nose and the man pulled himself up short of their borders, he snuffled about almost excitedly as he followed it trying to catch the different scents upon the breeze. He could clearly scent the smell of their leader, Skye, a woman of strong character. Vaguely here and there he caught dots of Orin's scent along with more then a fiar few that he did not know. Last he was aware of Cercatori was a smallish pack so there couldn't bee too many people to respond to his call.
With a final snort the dusty male pulled up his head and called a greeting to whomever was listening, inviting them to come and talk to him, friendliness apparent in his tone. He wanted to know more of the pack of Juliet's birth.
If ever he had a reason to hold a silly stupid grin on his face then it was within him now and burning brightly for his jaw was stretched wide by the smile that resided there. A warmth beat within his chest and flowed throughout his limbs until the male wanted to laugh with sheer joy and sprint off through the trees, race with the eagles and the wind, climb to the highest mountain and howl his happiness to the moon. It was this inner light that had him trotting as quickly as he did, paws swallowing up the distance like it was nothing. He had been training with more and more intensity lately and resultingly muscle now covered his lanky frame transforming him from a skinny stick into a sleek and even more dangerous creature.
The first echoes of Cercatori lingered within his nose and the man pulled himself up short of their borders, he snuffled about almost excitedly as he followed it trying to catch the different scents upon the breeze. He could clearly scent the smell of their leader, Skye, a woman of strong character. Vaguely here and there he caught dots of Orin's scent along with more then a fiar few that he did not know. Last he was aware of Cercatori was a smallish pack so there couldn't bee too many people to respond to his call.
With a final snort the dusty male pulled up his head and called a greeting to whomever was listening, inviting them to come and talk to him, friendliness apparent in his tone. He wanted to know more of the pack of Juliet's birth.