01-15-2008, 08:56 PM
[html]I love this table, by the way. xD Set after that fight thread, 'cause I got impatient.
erif; font-size:13px; letter-spacing:2px; text-align:center;">jan 15
erif; font-size:13px; letter-spacing:2px; text-align:center;">jan 15
Older and bigger, Andrezej Lykoi could easily admit that he was glad to be out of the rat-hole in which he'd been born; Inferni was nothing more than a hindrance to him. Without the laws and boundaries given to him by the clan, the hell hound was able to go where he pleased, even though consequences still stood, and attack whomever crossed his path. However, he had not yet been crossed, and with age came cunning; he knew better than to fling himself in inexplicable rage at anybody near him.
Instead, he knew he needed to use them. Abuse them. They were advantages just waiting for him to seize, and while they would never be friends or even thought of in a kindly manner by him, they would be unaware of such a thing, as far as he would know. He hadn't had much of a chance to exercise this new idea.
It had never been his intention to find a packland, walk defiantly over the boundaries, and right into the heart of it, though. He had no qualms with doing so, but seeking others out was not what he actively planned; he simply ignored his own wandering feet and kept plunging deeper through Jaded Shadows territory, through the barren trees that stood sentry and the naked bushes that weren't so much obstacles without foliage.