03-30-2012, 12:13 PM
I don't have any good tables for this 
Hadley wandered a short distance from the camp he shared with Shadowfang. The large killer was a comforting presence for the timid male, even if it absolutely terrified him at times to realize he was with someone that could kill him with as little effort as breathing. Hadley's confidence was growing with the time he spent away from the pack, mind clearing of the confusion that had settled around him. He had always attached himself to another, needing them there. Now, he was standing on his own. It was a scary, amazing feeling, to know that he was finally being himself.
Learning who he was was actually interesting. Even before being a slave Hadley hadn't acted like himself, working instead to earn his brother's approval as a true man. It wasn't so anymore. Even if Hadley was a naturally submissive creature, he didn't need another's approval anymore. The fact that he was submissive because he wished to be, and not from fear, had been a pleasant surprise. There would be no guilt because he allowed others to go first, knowing that it was just who he was. Humming to himself Hadley wandered around, looking for some wood so he could make a small gift for his pack members when he returned. Perhaps some small pendants, like the one he'd made for Selene.
Hadley wandered a short distance from the camp he shared with Shadowfang. The large killer was a comforting presence for the timid male, even if it absolutely terrified him at times to realize he was with someone that could kill him with as little effort as breathing. Hadley's confidence was growing with the time he spent away from the pack, mind clearing of the confusion that had settled around him. He had always attached himself to another, needing them there. Now, he was standing on his own. It was a scary, amazing feeling, to know that he was finally being himself.
Learning who he was was actually interesting. Even before being a slave Hadley hadn't acted like himself, working instead to earn his brother's approval as a true man. It wasn't so anymore. Even if Hadley was a naturally submissive creature, he didn't need another's approval anymore. The fact that he was submissive because he wished to be, and not from fear, had been a pleasant surprise. There would be no guilt because he allowed others to go first, knowing that it was just who he was. Humming to himself Hadley wandered around, looking for some wood so he could make a small gift for his pack members when he returned. Perhaps some small pendants, like the one he'd made for Selene.