11-22-2008, 08:25 PM
ooc-Cake?
Davinci heard a voice calling back through the mists, like a phantom in the fog. He frowned, the scent of the other finally overcoming his annoyance at losing the deer as he moved closer to where the other had lain. He paused a few yards away, the shadowy form of the other enough for him at the moment. He could smell the acidic scent of ash and soot from the male like a bad cologne as he cleared his throat. "Long lost what I was tracking..." He said sheepishly. He had no clue who the male was but it was more than apparent now that he'd come from the other side of the mountain.. and mostly only those who'd once resided there had went on searching past the range.
"You looking for something?" he called in echo as he realized that the mist that had clung so tightly to the lands seemed to be clearing slighty, or his eyes were adjusting. Whatever the reason DaVinci took another step closer as he gave a name to his strangly hued face. "DaVinci Nasphrite.. of Phoenix Valley." He took a wild guess as he added. "Formally from Clouded Tears.." If he was right then it would open their conversation further, if wrong.. the guy would probably think he was just a little strange.
Davinci heard a voice calling back through the mists, like a phantom in the fog. He frowned, the scent of the other finally overcoming his annoyance at losing the deer as he moved closer to where the other had lain. He paused a few yards away, the shadowy form of the other enough for him at the moment. He could smell the acidic scent of ash and soot from the male like a bad cologne as he cleared his throat. "Long lost what I was tracking..." He said sheepishly. He had no clue who the male was but it was more than apparent now that he'd come from the other side of the mountain.. and mostly only those who'd once resided there had went on searching past the range.
"You looking for something?" he called in echo as he realized that the mist that had clung so tightly to the lands seemed to be clearing slighty, or his eyes were adjusting. Whatever the reason DaVinci took another step closer as he gave a name to his strangly hued face. "DaVinci Nasphrite.. of Phoenix Valley." He took a wild guess as he added. "Formally from Clouded Tears.." If he was right then it would open their conversation further, if wrong.. the guy would probably think he was just a little strange.