OOC> First part is dated to be around March 22nd 2-3 AM and AM little power play that was approved and then jumps to the different time. There will be an OOC note to specify when.
OOC note to Sky> You don't have to be a part of this. But since you live there, I didnt want to exclude you.
He was ready for his next move. It has been awhile and no one has suspected him. It also seemed no one was suspecting more. Most of who he met regarded him kindly enough and raised no eye brows. He was admittedly a little withdrawn, but that wasn’t due to his crime. He was accustomed to living in the wilderness and alone; he was not comfortable in large groups.
He was tired up until this point, the excitement of what he was about to do pumped adrenaline through his veins. He was previously on a hunt for dinner, but he caught extra tonight and kept all the remains. Everything was going almost identically to how he killed the pup. He kept their heads; he saved the entrails and bad pieces for trail coverage and kept the meat for himself. He already stashed a log nearby his destination, Shaw and Sky’s house.
Creeping slowly down main roads at first until he was furthest away from where he normally went to spend the nights, in the wild. He then took the back alleys and roads, making his way to the house. Pit stop to a separate building to retrieve the log he had hidden and then headed to the house. He scouted it intently at first. He saw no movement; no one seemed to be awake. He still waited and scouted longer. Once he felt the time was right he came out up to the front of the house.
He began to remove items from a leather satchel. Laying the head of a two rabbits and a fox on the porch, facing the door, Argul then spread the blood he saved in a skin. He threw it so that it splattered all over the house. The scene was bloody and meant to duplicate that of Orin’s house. And in similar fashion, he covered his tracks by wrapping the entrails and guts around the log and dragging it behind him. He didn’t like this part but it seemed to be effective enough, although he assumed he was being a little paranoid by doing it. He left the log at the edge of a main intersection and headed back off to his little camp he built for the night.
OOC> Now the rest of this post would be around March 22nd, 9 am
Argul was a little disappointed that he found no takers for the care package he wanted to put together for Shawchert. Their pack leader just lost his male puppy and no one was in on the idea of making any big gift for him. But his disappointment was nothing compared to the joy he got from the gift he created. It was a beautiful piece – a leather bracer. It had an elaborate swirly design on the edges and the center held an embossed picture of a pair of eyes crying and looking at a broken heart. And while he was impressed with his own work on this piece that was not what created so much joy. The leather was crafted from Shaw’s pup’s hide. It was so bittersweet.
He leisurely walked towards Shaw’s house. He was going to present the gift to him today. He also knew that Shaw had another surprise for today and Argul knew he had to keep an act up. As he turned the corner to see the bloody scene he broke off in a small run to examine the scene, acted surprised and worrisome.
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