ooc: anyone feel free to show up, Itzal probably wont bite
Itzal loved the feeling of pushing off the ground and feeling his legs carrying him at incredible speeds only some could manage. Secui form was one of his favorites. He enjoyed the speed and strength that could rush through his limbs. Optime was two slow on two feet, and Lupus wasn't as muscular and he could never push himself fast enough for his taste. No, he only ever felt like he was truly running when he was in Secui.
Itzal he been dying to run since he had arrived in Nova Scotia, and now he was finally getting to. It was like an old friend to him. And he could think while running. It always helped to clear his head. It was just the thrilling feeling of flying across the land, and through the trees. It excited him and thrilled him, but also calmed him, he relaxed while doing it. He was definitely fast. Even in Lupus form. He was agile and quick. He remembered outrunning an entire pack once, when he had not been in Nova Scotia. He had been wandering for sometimes, and thought he smelled some wolves, so he tried to see them, but he was caught inside their borders, and they were going to kill him. So he ran, and he left them in the dust. It had been so exciting. He laughed for days.
And even better yet, he had found a place to run that he loved. It was like his paradise. The shadows the trees cast engulfed the entire forest. He loved the dark, and the shadows. He arrived right as evening began to set in, so the shadows were starting to grow. He had been running only a short time. He did not know if he would meet anyone, after all, how many others could love this place so much, others might find it kind of gloomy. He remembered all those times he had traveled at night instead of day. There was just something about the night, and the dark, that comforted him.
Itzal began to slow. Feeling his breathing nice and even as he came to a stop and looked around. smiling. The only way this could get any better, is if someone could run with him, or even if he had someone to talk to. Itzal listened, trying to hear if anyone was near. oh well, he thought to himself, maybe someone will show up out here, maybe not. Itzal was just glad he got to run, maybe Nova Scotia really could end up being his Paradise.
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