04-30-2012, 04:17 PM
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The birds were especially loud this morning, calling after each other fervently. Normally their incessant cries would have irritated him but today he was feeling decidedly mild about it and didn't glare at the sky and trees as much as he usually did. Birds were not a creature he held fond to his heart. He preferred the horses over birds and he wasn't really on good terms with them either. It seemed most other animals were intimidated by his sheer size and tended to react with fear or aggressiveness towards him. The one exception to the horses was Buck-Eye, the stallion Enzo had spent the most time around, he had had a few good laughs with the playful stallion who was unimpressed and unafraid by his large stature.
His plans for today were pretty clear cut, today he was once again on hunting duty, of course it was himself that had decided this but he found after more than two days without feeling the thrill of a chase he began to get restless and antsy so it was better to indulge in his slight addiction when he could. He was virtually unmissable in his optime form, the dust colored pelt standing out against the green leafy background, he couldn't hide within the underbrush like he did in secui and so he was as obvious as a painted target, not easily passed over by wandering eyes.
But he was occupied and no notice of the burnt orange and white woman with the four falcons came to him. Perhaps a foolish distraction on his own part this close to the borders of Casa but his height and mass would make most take a second thought about attacking him. That and the deadly looking mace swinging from his rawhide belt along with a carving knife that was wickedly sharp looking.
The birds were especially loud this morning, calling after each other fervently. Normally their incessant cries would have irritated him but today he was feeling decidedly mild about it and didn't glare at the sky and trees as much as he usually did. Birds were not a creature he held fond to his heart. He preferred the horses over birds and he wasn't really on good terms with them either. It seemed most other animals were intimidated by his sheer size and tended to react with fear or aggressiveness towards him. The one exception to the horses was Buck-Eye, the stallion Enzo had spent the most time around, he had had a few good laughs with the playful stallion who was unimpressed and unafraid by his large stature.
His plans for today were pretty clear cut, today he was once again on hunting duty, of course it was himself that had decided this but he found after more than two days without feeling the thrill of a chase he began to get restless and antsy so it was better to indulge in his slight addiction when he could. He was virtually unmissable in his optime form, the dust colored pelt standing out against the green leafy background, he couldn't hide within the underbrush like he did in secui and so he was as obvious as a painted target, not easily passed over by wandering eyes.
But he was occupied and no notice of the burnt orange and white woman with the four falcons came to him. Perhaps a foolish distraction on his own part this close to the borders of Casa but his height and mass would make most take a second thought about attacking him. That and the deadly looking mace swinging from his rawhide belt along with a carving knife that was wickedly sharp looking.