New Purpose

Jaden Ohanzee · 10-10-2012, 03:21 AM

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The familiar scent was not hard to catch and follow. He found where she had apparently made a kill. She had a deer by the smell of the blood. He would follow an easy trail then of broken and pressed down grass. The mind behind his blue eyes tried to keep itself busy. He wondered how strong she really was if she could catch and kill a deer. Then he reasoned that she was still weak for the size of the drag marks. Such were technical thoughts which danced around his subdued emotions and offered little to know feeling. It wasn’t something he was alien to. He had experience in not reflecting upon himself to avoid guilt and to do so in other situations to avoid different emotions was proving to be less difficult than the Issum had anticipated. It would make him stronger than before and he had to believe it. Otherwise his current endeavor was pointless.

He would catch up with the encumbered she-wolf before she entered the pack’s denning area. Jaden had hurried himself along to make this so. Making a public display of what he wished to do wasn’t productive at this point. Perhaps when confronting X’ies. Then again, his charisma was all he had. If he was given the chance to influence others then that would be more power to his foe. That wouldn’t do. He would have to stack the odds in his favor when tackling that hurdle as well. But he put that aside for the moment as a golden posterior came into view. Issor, He called in a strong voice saturated with a decisive, business tone. I must speak with you. The Issum would stop within a jumps distance without waiting for acceptance. Then his gaze would settle on hers with purpose as he waited to ensure he had her attention before continuing

Jaden does. Jaden speaks. Jaden thinks.

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