Where the wild things are

Niernan Stormbringer · 05-13-2012, 09:15 AM

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WC:: 488 - dum de dum de dum!

Nier had been concentrating hard on his sketch, and usually he would have zoned out and remained focussed solely on his artwork, but as he was in a strange environment and he had no idea of the native animals he had kept his senses alert. So when he heard the crashing of paws through foliage not too far away he became intrigued. He had blown the charcoal dust from his page, making the dark kitten at his foot-paws sneeze. "Apologies Ciaran. How about we go explore that noise?" He mumbled. The cat meowed an acknowlegement quietly. Nier pulled his shoulder bag to him and flipped over the covering flap so he could slide his journal and charcoal back into the safety of the bag, rising as he flipped the cover back over the bags opening.

His paw falls were near silent as he padded through the leaf litter, steeping high over roots and ducking under the odd low branch. Ciaran weaved in and out of the low, dense foliage that covered the forest floor, occasionally poking his head through the fronds of a fern or creeper to fix his grey-green eyes on his tall friend. It wasn't long until the pair came to what looked like a alrge clearing, maybe even the edge of the forest, for most of the trees stopped there, the remaining ones still short comapred to their giant cousins. His cyan eyes scanned the grass but he didn't spot the rabbit that raced past him, in fact it made him jump as its back paw thudded into his ankle, not noticing the tall Luperci in its desire to get away.

Against all better judgement, Nier walked out onto the overgrown field before him, wanting to find out what had spooked the rabbit so. He was alerted by Ciarans meow to a shadow wheeling overhead, he glanced up and noticed the bird circling above, so he moved in that direction. His eyes fell on the prostrate form of a young canine, the warm reddish fur standing out against the green of the grass, the darker red of the others mohawk standing out even more. Niernan stopped a respectable distance away and placed his paws on his hips. "I assume it was you chasing that rabbit?" He asked, Irish lilt smoothing out his words, he looked behind the flattened young wolfdog and eyed the protruding rock that he seemed to have tripped over in his haste to catch the rabbit.

Nier knelt down to look at the others odd coloured eyes, as he knelt Ciaran took the opportunity to jump up on his shoulder, "Need a hand up?" He asked politely, offering a paw to the lupus wolfdog, "I'm Niernan by the way, so you can say I'm no stranger anymore if that would worry you." At Ciarans loud meow in his ear he grimaced, "Oh, and this is Ciaran." He said gesturing at the cat on his shoulder.

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