09-07-2009, 06:54 PM
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The sunlight stung his eyes as he left the manor. The sun was high in the sky and once again his black coat was most inconvenient. Now that he thought about it, black was probably the most inconvenient shade that a wolf could be. At the very least grey wolves could only be half noticed in the winter, white wolves only noticed in the summer season, but black did not blend in except in the shadows. At least there was a positive side to the hot and humid days that seemed to go on forever. No matter how long they seemed to go on for there was always some darkness that came with the cool night. A semipermanent shadow that he could hide in without being seen. He followed his own thoughts, drifting in the forest almost silently, exempting the few twigs he had stepped on.
The fine scent of water floated on the wind with perfect timing. licking his lips he could feel the moister draining from hos mouth making his tongue rough and his own taste make him cringe. His two legs carried him quickly towards the source of the scent. Another wolf obviously dealing with his or her thirst already. He didn't quite recognize the scent. It was a far off memory he simply couldn't recall. Breaking into the tiny clearing he stopped and stared at the wolfess. The smell of salty tears stung at his nose as he approached slowly and calmly. "Hey there." He greeted in a smooth, soft voice. Sitting down he crossed his legs and gave the female a sweet half smile. Why was she upset? "I'm Jazper Rhiannon-Knight. Do you...wanna talk about whatever's on your mind?" He asked sheepishly. He didn't want to stick his nose where it didn't belong. After all when he was upset it was the only time his temper showed up.
The sunlight stung his eyes as he left the manor. The sun was high in the sky and once again his black coat was most inconvenient. Now that he thought about it, black was probably the most inconvenient shade that a wolf could be. At the very least grey wolves could only be half noticed in the winter, white wolves only noticed in the summer season, but black did not blend in except in the shadows. At least there was a positive side to the hot and humid days that seemed to go on forever. No matter how long they seemed to go on for there was always some darkness that came with the cool night. A semipermanent shadow that he could hide in without being seen. He followed his own thoughts, drifting in the forest almost silently, exempting the few twigs he had stepped on.
The fine scent of water floated on the wind with perfect timing. licking his lips he could feel the moister draining from hos mouth making his tongue rough and his own taste make him cringe. His two legs carried him quickly towards the source of the scent. Another wolf obviously dealing with his or her thirst already. He didn't quite recognize the scent. It was a far off memory he simply couldn't recall. Breaking into the tiny clearing he stopped and stared at the wolfess. The smell of salty tears stung at his nose as he approached slowly and calmly. "Hey there." He greeted in a smooth, soft voice. Sitting down he crossed his legs and gave the female a sweet half smile. Why was she upset? "I'm Jazper Rhiannon-Knight. Do you...wanna talk about whatever's on your mind?" He asked sheepishly. He didn't want to stick his nose where it didn't belong. After all when he was upset it was the only time his temper showed up.