Relaxed Boundaries

Jacinto Lykoi · 07-01-2012, 02:01 PM

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: Confused orry for the wait! Essie has been busy!

He guessed the amount of guilt he felt was less than healthy, but this wasn't the first time something of this calibre happened. He couldn't return to Inferni still reeking of sex and pot, and had gone into hiding before anything else. In his lupus form he found himself free and without an edge and responsibilities, although the weight of the shame still clung on heavy on his lean shoulders. He knew his scent had to be disguised, had to be killed and taken off his fur sooner or later. Io Berlin's delicate aroma stuck heavy on him, like a fine perfume or cologne...What a way to get back home. He had stashed his bipedal things back at his camp nearby: his jeans, pot and lighters, along with his hunting bow and knife. Hidden under a tree and safe beneath the careful shelter of tree roots, everything would be safe.

So along the hybrid trekked, long sinewy legs pushing him deeper through the canopy of the green-leaved trees. It was a perfect day to stroll, the coyote content with his own rejection to company. Yes he had been stupid, judged on his loins. And it wasn't the first time. He had shared a hot moment worse than with Io with Sebastian. Even thinking of it brought a blush to his face. He started down a mossy hill, rust-splashed muzzle lifted to find other scents. His cover would be blown, to run into someone he knew--smelling like he did. There was a stream nearby, he could tell. It was close, close enough for the ruddy musician to hear its gentle trickle. Marigold eyes savored the sight as they fell upon the cool rushing water, sprinting on four legs to the liquid. It smelled like someone else had been there prior, but who cared? It was water! Dipping his orange-peppered cranium down, he let his tongue bring up the cool vital liquid. It was very much refreshing. Jac lay down in the stream, rolling until all the scents but his own remained. The artist found himself soaked, but relieved that it all was gone. Jumping back to the shore, the Lykoi hybrid shook off his damp pelt and glanced around. His ears flattened as he saw something under a tree, moving slowly and stealthily forward to inspect it. It was another canine, wether overweight or pregnant But how could he judge? Everyone was like the same. Poking the creature with his nose, Jacinto murmured "Hey. You alright there?" Dark tipped banner waving slowly to and fro behind him, he kept his composure friendly.

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