09-01-2012, 08:00 PM
ooc: Edgar can write; he has a notepad in his bag so that is one way that they can communicate
The boy calmly walked through the muddy forest with a small smile on his face. He looked around with bright eyes and took in the dark atmosphere around him; he loved nature. The rumbling of the ground and the flashing skies made him happier than it made most; he would never want to hide out underneath a tree and wait for the storm to pass because he loved the feeling of the mud on his feet and the cold rain falling down on him. Behind the young luperci was a Canadian Goose. She didn't appear to be enjoying the weather that much; her head was hung low in discomfort as she followed her good friend. These woods he had been exploring lately were a lot more harsh than the ones he grew up around; there were far more predators and the weather wasn't as sunny as it was back where he once lived. He liked these woods better though; there was a lot more to experience and plenty to discover. The scent of a female wolf nearby caused him to pause for a moment. He hadn't come into contact with any luperci since he last saw his family who were all either dead or somewhere far-out right now. Should he go and meet this luperci? He could use another friend. But what if she was like one of his family members who had little sympathy for him? Not wanting to think of his family, he tried hard to forget about that last part and continued toward the source of the scent. And then he saw her. She was very pretty. Her coat was mainly a charcoal tone and her eyes were very captivating. She was something that the boy really wouldn't mind drawing. Curiously, he made his way toward her.
The boy calmly walked through the muddy forest with a small smile on his face. He looked around with bright eyes and took in the dark atmosphere around him; he loved nature. The rumbling of the ground and the flashing skies made him happier than it made most; he would never want to hide out underneath a tree and wait for the storm to pass because he loved the feeling of the mud on his feet and the cold rain falling down on him. Behind the young luperci was a Canadian Goose. She didn't appear to be enjoying the weather that much; her head was hung low in discomfort as she followed her good friend. These woods he had been exploring lately were a lot more harsh than the ones he grew up around; there were far more predators and the weather wasn't as sunny as it was back where he once lived. He liked these woods better though; there was a lot more to experience and plenty to discover. The scent of a female wolf nearby caused him to pause for a moment. He hadn't come into contact with any luperci since he last saw his family who were all either dead or somewhere far-out right now. Should he go and meet this luperci? He could use another friend. But what if she was like one of his family members who had little sympathy for him? Not wanting to think of his family, he tried hard to forget about that last part and continued toward the source of the scent. And then he saw her. She was very pretty. Her coat was mainly a charcoal tone and her eyes were very captivating. She was something that the boy really wouldn't mind drawing. Curiously, he made his way toward her.