05-26-2009, 10:29 PM
Lannen dwelt among the trees, catching glimpses of a pale blue sky in the early morning. He found that although his coat was suited to winter, he liked spring and summer well enough. He appreciated the warmth that infused his bones and joints. He wasn't very old, but he was no longer a spry young yearling. His body was well toned, well taken care of. Still, he could feel changes in his body as the seasons pressed on. He felt the youth, the potential energy, leaving his white form. However, in its stead, he found a reliable strength dwelt within his bones.
The white man walked on two legs, as he was wont to do most of the time. He had been born feral, having inherited the shifting virus from an attack that had shaken his confidence, but gifted him with a new form. He was glad to be the master of this form. He had adjusted well to it, unwilling to back down from a new challenged. Now he loved this form and preferred it over his other form. He shrugged his shoulders, pondering on how life could be strange that way.
Brown eyes traced patterns of warm soil that hadn't been overturned by other footsteps. It seemed, that at least for now, he was alone. He didn't mind that, really. But sometimes he found his mind returning to the young girl he had seen weeks before. He wondered how she was faring now. The white wolf took a moment to reflect on others he had met. Ember, Leland, and Heath...what would they be doing now?
The white man walked on two legs, as he was wont to do most of the time. He had been born feral, having inherited the shifting virus from an attack that had shaken his confidence, but gifted him with a new form. He was glad to be the master of this form. He had adjusted well to it, unwilling to back down from a new challenged. Now he loved this form and preferred it over his other form. He shrugged his shoulders, pondering on how life could be strange that way.
Brown eyes traced patterns of warm soil that hadn't been overturned by other footsteps. It seemed, that at least for now, he was alone. He didn't mind that, really. But sometimes he found his mind returning to the young girl he had seen weeks before. He wondered how she was faring now. The white wolf took a moment to reflect on others he had met. Ember, Leland, and Heath...what would they be doing now?