12-10-2007, 09:16 PM
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indent Now settling into his life, Tristan had not changed his habits much at all from his time as a loner. He hunted, slept, and generally roamed around, exploring. That had been his pattern today, and now he had come back home. The den he had claimed was large enough for at least two, and he had begun making it his own. There was a pile of found blankets from the city, thrown into a pile. That was the majority of his work done, as he had not lived in one place long enough to understand what he needed.
indent Tired and unwilling to continue his (lack of) project, he had gone exploring. Several of the caves were inhabited, as he soon found from scent and sounds. Once he passed these, the system opened into a large room, which was empty. From here there was a fork, and he opted to visit the library. Here he shifted, body transforming in a span of no more then a minute, and stood. Shaking a mass of wavy red hair from his face, the pale-eyed man began canvassing the collection. What he grabbed was a thin book, and with it, made his way back to his room.
indent Settling on the floor, the red-haired man opened the book and began reading.
indent Now settling into his life, Tristan had not changed his habits much at all from his time as a loner. He hunted, slept, and generally roamed around, exploring. That had been his pattern today, and now he had come back home. The den he had claimed was large enough for at least two, and he had begun making it his own. There was a pile of found blankets from the city, thrown into a pile. That was the majority of his work done, as he had not lived in one place long enough to understand what he needed.
indent Tired and unwilling to continue his (lack of) project, he had gone exploring. Several of the caves were inhabited, as he soon found from scent and sounds. Once he passed these, the system opened into a large room, which was empty. From here there was a fork, and he opted to visit the library. Here he shifted, body transforming in a span of no more then a minute, and stood. Shaking a mass of wavy red hair from his face, the pale-eyed man began canvassing the collection. What he grabbed was a thin book, and with it, made his way back to his room.
indent Settling on the floor, the red-haired man opened the book and began reading.