Maxia Negra

Kase Hayashi · 07-05-2011, 05:28 PM

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Out of Character

I really need to rid myself of the habit of not posting for a few days. Sorry for the delay!

In Character

It was a tedious, time consuming task that took the utmost concentration. Though, said concentration seemed to be something he lacked at the moment. Sore fingers gently, but firmly held the piece of wood as he ran the knife smoothly over it. Carving and shaping it into a delicate figure of a butterfly. Of course, what else would he make? Originally he had started out in the above ground stable, sitting in front of Bran's stall and working his little heart away. However distraction got the better of him and he kept finding himself staring at the other horses and wondering who they belonged to. So he parted from the stables and went deeper into the territory until he was all but lost. With that knowing in mind he had settled under the tree he sat under that very moment.

Sans a few fresh cuts he felt pretty content with how his little project was coming along. Sure, it may not have been as detailed as another's, but one could tell what it was. Well, he hoped. After all he was still learning and had a long way to go. The process came to a halt as he leaned his head back to look up at the sky. The clouds read of rain with their angry grey coloring and by the way they huddled in a mass. That wasn't good, well rain was, but staying out in it wasn't. Slowly and steadily the giant stood tucking wood and knife in one of the numerous pant pockets he had come to rely too much on. They were so convenient, how could he not use them?

He continued to gaze at the sky until a single raindrop bombed from the clouds and plopped on his nose. The mutt recoiled with a sneeze and flattened ears then lowered his head. More drops trickled down after that and, after deciding to go, he glanced around. Uhh... He continued to look with a confused look plastered on his face. Which way was which again? Placing a hand on his hip and rubbing his head with the other, he mulled over what to do. He didn't want to deal with this, he just didn't even if he did bring this upon himself. He still didn't want to so he moved going whichever he felt like.

That was what he had planned until he heard a loud pop. Ears to full attention he stopped, that was odd. The sound was not normal, unnatural, and spine tingling, there was somebody else here wasn't there? His fur stood up on end as the thought of the sound being a highly dangerous loner. He inhaled, but everything smelled like Anathema. Perhaps it was another member? His fur flattened a bit, but only a little as he already more on edge at meeting a new face. With a few sharp inhales and exhales he started up again, this time in the pop's direction.

The tall, white figure of another came into play and Kase quickly knew who it was, although her name escaped him for a bit. She stood with rabbit in hand and let the rain settle on her, what on earth was she doing? The rabbit didn't bother him as much her just standing in the rain did. Did she want to catch her death?! Oh, this was not a healthy activity to do. Specially for a leader such as herself, she needed to be in tip-top shape and ready at a moment's notice. His worry now wavered greatly over his fear.

“Nan-Naniko-o?” he stumbled, her name coming back to him.

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