05-28-2008, 10:39 PM
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The night was still and quiet, despite it still being rather early. Jasper had found himself tired and weary quite early in the day and had settled down to try and sleep as soon as the sun was gone from the sky. Like most nights, though, the young male had terrible trouble sleeping. The evening was cool and lonely, which didn't help much at all with the fact that he still wasn't used to having to sleep outside. So, instead of simply laying there and staring at the sky, which he would've done any other night, the young male decided to make something of his time. The road was a familiar sight, something that he traveled down often, and he knew exactly where it led. The beach. He's spent quite a bit of his free time there, only because it seemed that not many other wolves had discovered it's location, the prime place to sit and feel sorry for himself. Feet left asphalt rather quickly, making the transition from dirt to sand as he crossed the quiet beach. The waves were easy to hear and were almost calming, the way that they lapped at the sands. His intentions were to simply sit and watch the water, perhaps for long enough that it was cause him to drift off to sleep. It was unlikely, of course, but something that the young male could hope for. Continuing down the beach, the young de le Poer boy paid little attention to the happenings around him. Rather, he paid more attention to the path in front of him, hoping to find a good spot to settle down in. |