06-22-2011, 12:02 PM
[html]Speaking of delays, apologies and final exams! XD
WC:300+
Hopping up the porch steps the Knight paused only to look up the sky. It really was such a beautiful day. Not too hot as to be uncomfortable for his dark fur, but just right. Winter really wasn’t his favourite season and it left his dreaming about the day he would wake up and see the green grass waving in the wind, fluffy white clouds racing each other in the sky and greenery popping up all over the place. He could remember the days, back when he was a small pup, that his father would carry him by the scruff to look out from the top of the mountain range surrounding their den. He had thought then that if he ever grew to be the size of his father Ares, he would reach up into the sky and pluck the fluff right off of the clouds.
His moment of peace was rudely interrupted by the calling of his name and the Italian word he had come to be known by. Instantly he knew the origin of the calling because of the sight of his nephew running after him. Tilting his head slightly, rabbit hanging still from his jaws he watched in amusement as the Sadira male caught up to him. At the boys announcement that he had been waiting for him Jazper became slightly confused. Very rarely did one of his family members search him out unless one of his pups found their way into trouble. However, Silvano seemed relatively calm. Placing the carcass on the wooden ground he moved to sit by the steps, to allow the boy to sit at his level. “What seems to be the problem?” Jazper’s voice held its own accent, much like Savina’s family. However, having lived in Nova Scotia his entire life he had come by his Scottish background from his parents, leaving the accent much more subtle.
“lalala”
WC:300+
Hopping up the porch steps the Knight paused only to look up the sky. It really was such a beautiful day. Not too hot as to be uncomfortable for his dark fur, but just right. Winter really wasn’t his favourite season and it left his dreaming about the day he would wake up and see the green grass waving in the wind, fluffy white clouds racing each other in the sky and greenery popping up all over the place. He could remember the days, back when he was a small pup, that his father would carry him by the scruff to look out from the top of the mountain range surrounding their den. He had thought then that if he ever grew to be the size of his father Ares, he would reach up into the sky and pluck the fluff right off of the clouds.
His moment of peace was rudely interrupted by the calling of his name and the Italian word he had come to be known by. Instantly he knew the origin of the calling because of the sight of his nephew running after him. Tilting his head slightly, rabbit hanging still from his jaws he watched in amusement as the Sadira male caught up to him. At the boys announcement that he had been waiting for him Jazper became slightly confused. Very rarely did one of his family members search him out unless one of his pups found their way into trouble. However, Silvano seemed relatively calm. Placing the carcass on the wooden ground he moved to sit by the steps, to allow the boy to sit at his level. “What seems to be the problem?” Jazper’s voice held its own accent, much like Savina’s family. However, having lived in Nova Scotia his entire life he had come by his Scottish background from his parents, leaving the accent much more subtle.
“lalala”