09-27-2009, 11:18 PM
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| http://digital-bonsai.com/katew/rp/char ... _tears.jpg); background-color:#0E141B; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding-top:246px; padding-left:15px; padding-right:15px; padding-bottom:10px;"> DIEDIEDIE, boringface. |: Wandering forward, the silver wolf inhaled deeply, taking in the sights and smells of the city. His deep indigo eyes were merry; he'd healed up from the wounds inflicted by Merit and gone to visit Amata again, and he was rather glad he'd done so. He still wanted to make her and her father gifts, and that was part of the reason why he'd come to the city. To make such things he needed supplies, and supplies such as what he needed could only be procured in the city. He was an experienced leatherworker; he knew his way around leather quite well. Unfortunately, he had to kill a large animal and claim its skin in order to get part of what he needed, and he was kicking himself now for not making an attempt on that damn cow's life. He trotted quickly down the streets, picking up random scents as he went. Most of them were older, and he paid them little mind. Whoever had made those had long passed out of the area, and the silver wolf would not pursue someone who had been here days ago. A fresh scent caught his nose, and his ears perked up, happy to have found company. Maybe they could explore together! He swung around a corner, azure gaze falling on a red-furred canine some feet away. Smiling already, Char approached her, noticing already how pretty she was. Char was rather easy to impress, but there was something in the way this young lady carried herself that impressed him. She was her two-legged form, so as he approached, Charon began to shift as well, the smooth transformation from Secui to Optime taking him the amount of time it took to close the distance between the pair. "Hey there," he said, warmth gracing his face. It was less excited than his usual greeting, but as he'd gotten closer he'd grown more starstruck with her, his excitement fading into dreamy desire as he gazed over her pretty face. There was a certain dangerous quality to her, some razor edge Charon could just barely sense. It only served to make her more desirable to the silvery wolf. |