07-20-2008, 02:35 AM
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The Sugarwoods. The sun had peaked in the day sky, beaming down across the lands with a wave of heat. Jasper, who wasn't quite fond of such hot days, was in a rush to get back home where he could take shelter from the sun. To do so, he had taken the route of the Sugarwoods, attempting to utilize the shade of the trees to keep himself cooler than it would have been had he chosen a different route. Weaving in and out of trees, moving this way and that to avoid fallen logs and other objects, Jasper soon found himself at the top of a hill. He didn't move from there though, the lack of ability to use his nose and a sound that came from close by causing him to freeze. Two-toned eyes rushed across his surroundings in a panicked sort of fashion, one hand carefully lifting to brush his hair from in front of his face. Suddenly, just at the bottom of the hill, Jasper spotted him. At the sight of the other something in his head clicked, memories and faces, and some strange sort of sixth sense nagged at his brain. It couldn't be though, they were all gone and likely weren't coming back. Except, when the stranger moved and Jasper caught a glimpse of his face, there was no doubt in his mind. "Draco!" He sputtered, practically screamimg as he rushed for the hill, stumbling once or twice on his way down. |