High Winds

Jaden Ohanzee · 09-28-2012, 05:55 AM

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Date: September 25, 2012

Setting: Central Sangi'lak During Hurricane

Time:Late Afternoon

Character Form: Secui

Dress: Not a single thing.

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Not as good written the second time Sad sorry about that
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Jaden had realized long ago that he was a luperci who needed purpose. A year ago it was to simply survive as asked to by his dying mate. Six months ago it was to strengthen Ichika no-Hoen. Until very recently it was to please X’yrin and aid her in the building of Sangi’lak. Every time his world tipped over on itself, as it seemed to do far too often, it was getting more difficult to repurpose himself. But what else could he do? He most certainly wouldn’t lay down in defeat. Not yet at least. So now he would give Sangi’lak itself his purpose. It would take a few more days at the very least to hammer that home and block out everything else. As it was he almost always felt angry. It was a cold emotion after the heat had burned for long enough and perhaps the easiest to maintain while trapped in a confined location with his various pack mates. What he truly needed was time to blow off steam but then he had to wonder if that was good for more than just himself. If the pack didn’t benefit somehow then he wouldn’t be serving his purpose…

It wasn’t long before he found a few extra motives to leaving. Firstly, his pack needed fresh meat. While they could survive a time longer without it on what had already been gathered, it would be good for moral in this uncertain time and keep them strong should the horrid storm subside soon. And second, there was a member who needed talking to. The male had been acting odd for a while now. From what he’d heard, it was Asgeir’s idea to build the barn for all of Sangi’lak’s animals. That was no small feat and it showed an exuberant amount of care for his pack. But did he expect that one act to give him a free home for the remainder of his life. The wolf was older, but he wasn’t old enough to earn that. So it was the Issum’s duty as Alpha to remind him of this.

That was enough to satisfy his purpose. The Issum had spent most every day of their confinement wandering about and wordlessly checking up on his family. He only spoke when it seemed absolutely necessary like if someone looked ill or hungry. It might have seemed odd when he marched straight up to Asgeir and more or less ordered the wolf to accompany him on a hunt. He waited for no reply and simply turned to head away from their place on the mountain. He knew Asgeir might fetch his horse or whatever else he needed so he stopped and waited for the man. Jaden sat quietly at the edge of the nomad camp looking out on the storm that had let up to a dull roar and thought of what exactly needed to be said.

Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.

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