immortal technique

Songan Ohiteka Amara · 06-20-2011, 08:53 PM

[html]

Sweet Big Grin / Word Count: 506 (5 points)

As Songan began to head outside of the borders, he took a look at his arm. He remembered how much it was burning the other day, though it seemed to be doing much better today. It was not as red either, so he was sure in a few days the mark from it would be gone. He hadn’t forgotten that he would need to make a wrist guard for Saxif, so he had left out some leather and string at home to begin working on it once he was done with his relaxing day. The male closed his eyes as he wandered through the woods. This was not a new sight to him seeing as his home was near the woods anyways. He followed the path he had taken before until he came back to the river. He paused on the bank as he looked around and remembered the other day where he had met Silvano. It was nice to recall to days he had recently had and meeting other wolves in the area. He then turned up the river and swayed his tail as he moved along. He feel the dirt and grass in between his paws as he walked towards the unknown.

The rust wolf waited at the borders for someone to come. He lowered himself and crossed his legs as he leaned against a tree. He began to mess around with the beads in his hair as he waited for someone to come. He soon paused and looked up to the top of the trees. It was a nice view from here and it felt like the rays of sun beamed down to his soul. The glow of the sun gave the image of his tan fur looking like a bright fire. He stretched out his arms as he scratched his head.

Songan rose to his feet as the wolf came by and greeted him. He was not sure what was with the wolves around here being a bit nervous. Silvano was a bit like this too, but then again he accidently spooked when they met. As for the address that the red wolf had given, he was not exactly sure how to address this wolf seeing as he was not a member here. Perhaps it would have been better to spend a bit of time thinking of a better way to address the white wolf, or wait for him to speak first. His ears moved up as the male explained that this was the border to the Crimson Dreams pack. He gave a small nod as he then introduced himself as Kansas Sadira and offered him to look around. “Thanks you Kansas. My name is Songan Amara from the AniWaya tribe. I would love to see around your pack. Thank you for the offer.” He then took to Kansas’ side and waited for him to lead the way. Perhaps he would be able to get to know the white wolf better and offer his skills to his pack as well.

table by the Mentors!

Login




Remember me Lost Password?