Lets make a wager on that

Light Goldenfeather · 12-12-2011, 04:42 AM

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Word Count → 300 :: Sorry having a little bit of a slow start pace should pick up soon.

Light’s body stiffened slightly when the approach of someone became apparent. The reaction wasn’t out of fear or nervousness no he had been slightly slouched and relaxed on his stroll back home. Not expecting to see much of anyone at that hour he let his guard down slightly. The secui male gave a proud nod to the other male when he called him brother. He was rather use to the term coming from a pack where every one of his male friends and pack-mates referred to one another as such. It was pleasant to be referred in the same traditionalistic way that he was use to so his response was quick. Good day to you Brother.

Then when the male asked about birds hit dawned on him that he didn’t recognize him. Could this be the hunter that had recently joined? He thought for a moment and a quick glance at his posture, his expression, and the way he held himself the scarred pale male got his confirmation. Plenty of critters around friend. But my focus was on a moose bent on a good time. Light let out a short husky chuckle. The birds usually hang about in the brush but will be coming out soon near the rushing river now that the nocturnal hunters are quitting for the day. Light often seen various birds gather there to get their water before foraging for food. Name’s Light. Light Goldenfeather. He said as his brown eyes held a stern gaze toward the other hunter. Now that his introduction was made he figured he would let the hunter carry on with catching his snack and started to head toward the village. Have fun with your snack. He chuckled huskily again finding it slightly amusing that the hunter preferred carrion to large game.

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