waste of a week

Saluce Tremblay · 08-19-2010, 02:36 PM

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Hello there people

The juggernaught continued on his journey northward through Whisper Beach and into the wastes. Saluce only carried a simple pack and pick with him on his journey northward. Since arriving at Dahlia he hadn’t left its borders until now and even now he was only out searching for a particular rock that would aid him in his current task. Every so often among the rocks and sand he would stop and with a soft tap with his small pick examine the rock and then sigh as his blue eyes looked about almost sadly. So far his trip northward had turned up nothing to warrant his trip. Soon though the rocks and hard footing started to bother his still healing leg. Walking along in optime form became difficult for him but the determined behemoth struggled onward examining everything he came across with sheer determination.

Letting out a growl of frustration as his footing slipped again and irritated his left leg again, the towering wolf finally resigned himself to sit down for a moment. Letting his nose lift into the air, no breeze carried any scents to alarm him since the air around him seemed stagnant and dead. Scratching his cheek Saluce let his eyes scour the wastes looking for anything of interest before looking back the way he had came, mind obviously wrestling with the idea of returning back to his surrogate home. Letting out a resigned sigh his ears swiveled around in irritation as something gnawing at the back of his mind. An echo resounded in his mind as both ears picked up on footsteps. Those blue orbs jerked around following his quickly turning head in the direction of the sound that invaded his solitude. Seeing nothing he continued to let his ears perch atop his head, the footsteps where soft in nature and he almost played it off as some poor animal had wandered its way here for death but those icy orbs picked up a form standing on two feet. Nose sniffed the air again still not picking up much but faint wisps of salt, and maybe just a hint of the person who was still some good distance away.

Standing then, never being one to sneak around his tall form rose above the backdrop and proclaimed his presence much more than a howl or yell of greeting. Turning to the form he walked toward it, nose and ears alert to any changes traveling along the wastes. Soon the scent, her scent became a little more noticeable and before long his eyes picked up more about the small women making her way along the rocks. Soon he stopped within ear shot of her his arms crossing around his chest and eyes looking curiously over at her. “Hello there” he finally spoke in greeting to her.

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