12-06-2010, 07:25 AM
[html]ooc;; yaaay man-hood for my baby! hehe
Saul's paw was still hurting and the bandage had remained a constant accessory to the young male in the few days since his total freak out and subsequent flight from Dahlia de Mai. He had returned of course, all bandaged and in no pain due to the natural herbs he had taken close to the borders of Phoenix Valley. But they had worn off quickly and the young male hadn't know where to look in Dahlia to find these drugs again. So his paw had become alive once more and the flaring pain had been with him ever since. It was this morning that he remembered his conversation with Nayru almost two months ago. She had told him that she lived in a greenhouse, so maybe she would have something to numb the pain of a healing paw. Still, the young stormbringer male knew what this morning was. He'd been told about it a while ago.
Working in Saluce's shop a couple afternoons a week had taught Saul more than a few basic training techniques. It had also taught him a lot about making weapons and other things for the pack, how to tend a fire, how to heat up and cool down the metal in the right way so it didnt shatter. He already knew how to keep neat and tidy, so Saluce's shop had practically been transformed in his perfectionist manner- each artifact having its right and proper place that Saul would return them to when he came by to help the grey wolf out. It was the price he paid for training in combat, but he enjoyed his price. In fact, he rather enjoyed the price a lot more than the training, which was testiment to his calmer nature. So when Saluce had mentioned, in passing, a pack hunt, Saul had been up for it.
Tsukiko demanded a lot of his attention, even when he wasnt with her or wasnt going to see her. Setsuna hunted small things for her, but she apparently had never been taught how to hunt. He had offered his services happily to the japanese girl, only wishing to help a friend out. So he hunted for her at least four times a week, in between helping Saluce out and trying to work out how to read, write, ride a horse and his newest skill- wood carving. The day before he had ventured out to the Ethereal Eclipse region to try and find Skye. He hadnt seen her in a while and had decided they needed another lesson. He met, instead, her leader, Shawchert. He had taught him a little about whittling wood with a knife and Saul had picked it up easily. Of course, there was a lot to learn in that area.
His morning run was short today, his bath just a quick dip of his toes in the spring before he called it a day. He's taken a lap around the woods, hoping today he would not run into the bear that had chased himself and Gideon a while ago. He was lucky, but the snow bit his paws in earnest and his breath hung white in the air around him. It was then that he heard Saluce's howl and with a smile he detected a flash of excitement in the voice. For a moment Saul thought back to his days watching other loners hunt together for once- how the one to start would always howl low to the ground to make it seem as though they were further away than they actually were. Saluce should have buried his muzzle in the snow before howling- they still would have heard him. It was almost a straight beeline from his current position to that of his teacher and Saul made it there quickly and efficiently, as always.
"Morning Saluce. Morning Miss Layla"
He offered the couple as they waited there for the rest of their party. Gideon would be coming and that always made the Stormbringer male excited. He was told that Conor would be here and Saul hoped he would be in a better mood than when he last saw him. A smile was offered to the grey man and his black and white lady before green eyes turned to survey their prey.
word count;; 713
"speech"
Saul's paw was still hurting and the bandage had remained a constant accessory to the young male in the few days since his total freak out and subsequent flight from Dahlia de Mai. He had returned of course, all bandaged and in no pain due to the natural herbs he had taken close to the borders of Phoenix Valley. But they had worn off quickly and the young male hadn't know where to look in Dahlia to find these drugs again. So his paw had become alive once more and the flaring pain had been with him ever since. It was this morning that he remembered his conversation with Nayru almost two months ago. She had told him that she lived in a greenhouse, so maybe she would have something to numb the pain of a healing paw. Still, the young stormbringer male knew what this morning was. He'd been told about it a while ago.
Working in Saluce's shop a couple afternoons a week had taught Saul more than a few basic training techniques. It had also taught him a lot about making weapons and other things for the pack, how to tend a fire, how to heat up and cool down the metal in the right way so it didnt shatter. He already knew how to keep neat and tidy, so Saluce's shop had practically been transformed in his perfectionist manner- each artifact having its right and proper place that Saul would return them to when he came by to help the grey wolf out. It was the price he paid for training in combat, but he enjoyed his price. In fact, he rather enjoyed the price a lot more than the training, which was testiment to his calmer nature. So when Saluce had mentioned, in passing, a pack hunt, Saul had been up for it.
Tsukiko demanded a lot of his attention, even when he wasnt with her or wasnt going to see her. Setsuna hunted small things for her, but she apparently had never been taught how to hunt. He had offered his services happily to the japanese girl, only wishing to help a friend out. So he hunted for her at least four times a week, in between helping Saluce out and trying to work out how to read, write, ride a horse and his newest skill- wood carving. The day before he had ventured out to the Ethereal Eclipse region to try and find Skye. He hadnt seen her in a while and had decided they needed another lesson. He met, instead, her leader, Shawchert. He had taught him a little about whittling wood with a knife and Saul had picked it up easily. Of course, there was a lot to learn in that area.
His morning run was short today, his bath just a quick dip of his toes in the spring before he called it a day. He's taken a lap around the woods, hoping today he would not run into the bear that had chased himself and Gideon a while ago. He was lucky, but the snow bit his paws in earnest and his breath hung white in the air around him. It was then that he heard Saluce's howl and with a smile he detected a flash of excitement in the voice. For a moment Saul thought back to his days watching other loners hunt together for once- how the one to start would always howl low to the ground to make it seem as though they were further away than they actually were. Saluce should have buried his muzzle in the snow before howling- they still would have heard him. It was almost a straight beeline from his current position to that of his teacher and Saul made it there quickly and efficiently, as always.
"Morning Saluce. Morning Miss Layla"
He offered the couple as they waited there for the rest of their party. Gideon would be coming and that always made the Stormbringer male excited. He was told that Conor would be here and Saul hoped he would be in a better mood than when he last saw him. A smile was offered to the grey man and his black and white lady before green eyes turned to survey their prey.
word count;; 713
"speech"