01-26-2012, 01:57 AM
627 WC
Imhotep was unsure as to why he had left salsola today. He had no real duties nor any real want to do anything. He was much happier spending his time working for Salsola as a new member. Granted that was not a great spot to be but he wanted to enjoy it. He wanted to enjoy it more so because he had never been a member of anything he had always been the dirt so to be considered anything more than that was a feat in itself.
Yawning the sand man glanced around sun gold eyes not focused on one thing or another but he just sat atop his horse Isis. He had to admit that Salsolians did things weird, when this festival came to be they were all commanded to be sure to cover their scents as to not give away that they were Salsolian. Imhotep really didn’t understand but he would never disobey. If Eris and Sirius knew about his past he wondered how they would react. He wondered if he would become nothing. Maybe they would let it go but these were things that the golden male tried not to think of he didn’t want to do anything to risk his knew life. So he took the lessons of obedience and respect and just placed them differently.
He patted his mare as she let out a slight huff the poor gal she didn’t expect to be scrubbed down with weird things. He had rolled himself in mud far from Salsola turf and rubbed her down with other things then gave them both a rinse with mucky river water. This he hoped would remove most of the smell that would align him to one pack but he hadn’t done this much so he was still learning. Tucking his heels in he urged her to move forward. Man and beast still learning to work as a team the mare was slow to get the point of going forward. He knew the basics of horse riding after all he had to in Egypt to make errands faster though there he mainly used a camel though he was also able to take a horse when available. He smiled as he held to her mane he still had no tact for her using a fur and her mane. Though he was glad he had chosen to wear his pants and semi tattered cloak for the weather was a bit chilly for him but that was nothing new.
Finally gaining more courage man and horse found themselves heading deeper into the crowd of others. He had to admit he had not seen the busyness on this level since Cairo or London. He wondered if this happened every year been so new knew nothing nor did he have the ability it seemed to deal with such large amounts of others. Imhotep looked around he wasn’t sure what he wanted or why in honesty he was here torturing himself like this. His arms still ached a bit from the thorns and he noticed it no more so riding because of having to use his arm. Coming up to a more crowed area he slowed Isis to a walk hoping to spot something that would just catch his eyes. Nothing really seemed to though but he felt as though that was because he was not sure what he was really looking for. He started to scan the faces for someone who would be an interesting pick and he noticed a man sitting. He wondered why someone was sitting it seemed like others were busy striking deals and looking around. Everyone was on the move but here was a dark patched wolf sitting down almost calling to Imhotep to come and talk to him.
Imhotep was unsure as to why he had left salsola today. He had no real duties nor any real want to do anything. He was much happier spending his time working for Salsola as a new member. Granted that was not a great spot to be but he wanted to enjoy it. He wanted to enjoy it more so because he had never been a member of anything he had always been the dirt so to be considered anything more than that was a feat in itself.
Yawning the sand man glanced around sun gold eyes not focused on one thing or another but he just sat atop his horse Isis. He had to admit that Salsolians did things weird, when this festival came to be they were all commanded to be sure to cover their scents as to not give away that they were Salsolian. Imhotep really didn’t understand but he would never disobey. If Eris and Sirius knew about his past he wondered how they would react. He wondered if he would become nothing. Maybe they would let it go but these were things that the golden male tried not to think of he didn’t want to do anything to risk his knew life. So he took the lessons of obedience and respect and just placed them differently.
He patted his mare as she let out a slight huff the poor gal she didn’t expect to be scrubbed down with weird things. He had rolled himself in mud far from Salsola turf and rubbed her down with other things then gave them both a rinse with mucky river water. This he hoped would remove most of the smell that would align him to one pack but he hadn’t done this much so he was still learning. Tucking his heels in he urged her to move forward. Man and beast still learning to work as a team the mare was slow to get the point of going forward. He knew the basics of horse riding after all he had to in Egypt to make errands faster though there he mainly used a camel though he was also able to take a horse when available. He smiled as he held to her mane he still had no tact for her using a fur and her mane. Though he was glad he had chosen to wear his pants and semi tattered cloak for the weather was a bit chilly for him but that was nothing new.
Finally gaining more courage man and horse found themselves heading deeper into the crowd of others. He had to admit he had not seen the busyness on this level since Cairo or London. He wondered if this happened every year been so new knew nothing nor did he have the ability it seemed to deal with such large amounts of others. Imhotep looked around he wasn’t sure what he wanted or why in honesty he was here torturing himself like this. His arms still ached a bit from the thorns and he noticed it no more so riding because of having to use his arm. Coming up to a more crowed area he slowed Isis to a walk hoping to spot something that would just catch his eyes. Nothing really seemed to though but he felt as though that was because he was not sure what he was really looking for. He started to scan the faces for someone who would be an interesting pick and he noticed a man sitting. He wondered why someone was sitting it seemed like others were busy striking deals and looking around. Everyone was on the move but here was a dark patched wolf sitting down almost calling to Imhotep to come and talk to him.