02-19-2010, 12:08 AM
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ooc- for Cerridwyn!
RJ was getting a little restless. He'd been living in Dahlia de Mai for a couple of days and he already started feeling uneasy about the territory. The whole Haku deal made him uncomfortable. The anarchist of a leader near frightened the coyote into leaving, but he knew one he got in, there was no way out. Haku would have him murdered on the spot if he tried to leave the pack. RJ was worried about what he got himself into. He had not seen how bad this war was firsthand, let alone know why it was started. He had no intelligence about the war, and he wanted to find out. Who declared it on who? Who crossed the line first? Who are the bad guys and who are the good guys? RJ had a feeling he was on the bad side.
RJ was getting a little restless. He'd been living in Dahlia de Mai for a couple of days and he already started feeling uneasy about the territory. The whole Haku deal made him uncomfortable. The anarchist of a leader near frightened the coyote into leaving, but he knew one he got in, there was no way out. Haku would have him murdered on the spot if he tried to leave the pack. RJ was worried about what he got himself into. He had not seen how bad this war was firsthand, let alone know why it was started. He had no intelligence about the war, and he wanted to find out. Who declared it on who? Who crossed the line first? Who are the bad guys and who are the good guys? RJ had a feeling he was on the bad side.
His tools clinked on his sides as the hybrid comfortably trotted through the Sugarwoods, no snow in sight. He was glad there was no snow to tire him out on a little stroll. He planned to spend the whole day out and about, away from the plague of the Soul leader. He felt that the only way that he was a leader is that he had some sort of indoctrination among the pack's members. Something dark was at work, and the Christian didn't like it one bit. His steel eyes searched around for any sign of anyone, but nothing appeared. He sighed, sitting down to rest.