01-17-2012, 08:37 PM
WC: 338
Jiva was letting his mind wander as he looked out into the ocean wondering how it would be to travel the waters like his dad did once. Niro told him how he had felt throughtou the voyage and it didn’t seem all that pleasant so.... why did other canines enjoy it so and would he? Jiva knew he wouldn’t really truely find out, not unless there was a ship going from one part of the peninsula to another part. His ears twitched as he heard something but he only turned when he heard a voice from behind him. Looking back he saw a ragged young woman behind him. Standing up he pointed his ears forward and smiled at her. He knew he had his father’s smile, and one of his eyes, so at least there was a part of him there. The rest of him looked like his mother and a bit like his grandmother.
“Hello, my name is Jiva Takekuro;”
He offered his name, a greeting he learned early of age. His mother taught him to be polite, even though she wasn’t always so and his grandmother enforced it when he was with her. Even his dad made sure to tell him to be nice, especially to women, though the reason for that seemed to have been lost in the recesses of Jiva’s brain. He wondered if she wasn’t used to cleaning herself, or personal hygiene wasn’t a part of her daily routine for she looked like she really could use a bath. Was she from around here? He could smell a bit of the miracle’s pack on her, maybe she was from there, someone who had joined after he left perhaps, though he wondered why she looked as ruffled as she did. He wasn’t always the cleanest wolf in the world but he at least tried to keep himself well groomed. For he could end up looking like that in front of a total stranger.... well like she was doing right now in fact...
Jiva was letting his mind wander as he looked out into the ocean wondering how it would be to travel the waters like his dad did once. Niro told him how he had felt throughtou the voyage and it didn’t seem all that pleasant so.... why did other canines enjoy it so and would he? Jiva knew he wouldn’t really truely find out, not unless there was a ship going from one part of the peninsula to another part. His ears twitched as he heard something but he only turned when he heard a voice from behind him. Looking back he saw a ragged young woman behind him. Standing up he pointed his ears forward and smiled at her. He knew he had his father’s smile, and one of his eyes, so at least there was a part of him there. The rest of him looked like his mother and a bit like his grandmother.
“Hello, my name is Jiva Takekuro;”
He offered his name, a greeting he learned early of age. His mother taught him to be polite, even though she wasn’t always so and his grandmother enforced it when he was with her. Even his dad made sure to tell him to be nice, especially to women, though the reason for that seemed to have been lost in the recesses of Jiva’s brain. He wondered if she wasn’t used to cleaning herself, or personal hygiene wasn’t a part of her daily routine for she looked like she really could use a bath. Was she from around here? He could smell a bit of the miracle’s pack on her, maybe she was from there, someone who had joined after he left perhaps, though he wondered why she looked as ruffled as she did. He wasn’t always the cleanest wolf in the world but he at least tried to keep himself well groomed. For he could end up looking like that in front of a total stranger.... well like she was doing right now in fact...