02-11-2009, 10:04 PM
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The wind blew harshly as he walked over the open land near the coast. His trench coat mostly deflected it though. The coastline had turned from gentle sloping beaches to high rocky crags. Sometimes the coyote couldn't help but wonder at mother nature. How easily one thing turned into another. How much diversity could lay in such a small place. The old human world had its wonders as well, but they were far different that this. Most of the time, when possible, he stuck to the cities. He simply felt more at "home" there (though a "home" was a far and distant concept for him). But he didn't mind coming out and exploring the wonders of the natural world now and again. Onus' nose twitched as the scent of a wolf was blown to him on the air. Veiled eyes searched the area and in the distance saw an old lighthouse with a light figure standing at its entrance. Peculiar. What did a wolf want with a lighthouse? Why was he standing outside of it, unmoving, instead of going in. His direction swooped in the direction of the old building and its apparent guardian, wishing to investigate this closer. As he approached he said nothing, preferring to wait and see how the canine would respond to his presence.  |