12-20-2008, 07:48 PM
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Having chosen to stay in the comforts of the mansion — since trudging through the snow any longer than he had to wasn’t exactly an option — Cross had attained a better nights sleep than he may have had outside. The rickety bed-frame and its mattress had proved more comfortable when stretched out in his shifted form, than curled up as a four-legged canine, and he woke up well-rested and energized. With a great yawn, the coyote extended his arms and legs, flexing each of his major muscles and pectorals carefully before rolling from bed.
Having chosen to stay in the comforts of the mansion — since trudging through the snow any longer than he had to wasn’t exactly an option — Cross had attained a better nights sleep than he may have had outside. The rickety bed-frame and its mattress had proved more comfortable when stretched out in his shifted form, than curled up as a four-legged canine, and he woke up well-rested and energized. With a great yawn, the coyote extended his arms and legs, flexing each of his major muscles and pectorals carefully before rolling from bed.
He stood up in the small room, which had previously been some sort of servant’s quarters or something similar. His ears brushed the ceiling fan, and Cross folded them reflexively despite no apparent danger to them. He opened the door and strode slowly down the long hallway, ruffling his hair with one hand while using the other to straighten his bandanna accordingly across his scar. He marched down the stairs, and stood in the foyer of the mansion, attempting silently to decide whether he should go out in the cold, or stay in all day. He had felt a bit jaded by the previous escapades of the day before, so was not too keen on leaving the mansion.
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