07-07-2009, 10:08 AM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/temp/gabetop.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:216px; padding-left:9px; padding-right:9px; padding-bottom:9px;"> The constant rain had kept the temperature of the days low, and made the nights remarkably cool to the point they were nearly cold. Still, this was a welcomed change from the blazing sun that often covered The Waste. While Gabriel had chosen the territory for defensive purposes, he sometimes wondered if the wolves had a point in taking up homes among the overgrown forests. Of course, forests left little in the ways of defense when exploited right. Even less if they were set to burn. Though it had not rained today, the smell of water was constant in the air. It had led to the Aquila spending what time he did not use actively sleeping. During the hottest parts of the day he often did this, allowing Ezekiel and Hybrid to take up patrol as they were intended to do. Additionally, with his mother back in the clan, it felt as if Inferni once again had the power behind it to stand without opposition. He had been returning from the northern section of the territory when a familiar scent made him turn abruptly and move at a fast-paced trot. Soon enough, he found the source—with the telltale signs of recent occupation all around it. Lowing his head and advancing, Gabriel approached the den. A low and half-warning of a woof escaped his chest, but the Aquila’s tail was waging slowly behind him. |