Just another Coyote

Jaden Ohanzee · 04-13-2011, 12:28 PM

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Date: April 13, 2011

Setting: The Dampwoods

Time: A little after Dusk

Character Form: Optime

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Sorry it took so long but I hope this is will work?

WotD+1 (Praxis) 400+

The sun had all but set in the east and the Earth’s temperature was beginning to cool. Light blue played over the Halcyon Mountains as it was chased away by darkness. Jaden wandered from tree to tree and plant to plant searching for a red color that suited his desire. Every two or three months the Alaskan had to re-dye the dark red that stretched across his chest, over his shoulders, on his lower back, and down his back paws. If he didn’t, the color would slowly fade until only the natural white showed, contrasting irritatingly with his jet-black fur. Jaden prided himself on blending into the darkness and being able to slip, almost completely unseen, through the forest once the sun fell. Having big white spots on his coat made the Optime feel exposed in the darkness and took from his ability to blend with the shadows.

Though his white fur was more easily detected at night then the dark red he preferred, the change was only minutely helpful. His former pack had dyed white fur to red as a praxis and that was the real reason Jaden continued to dye his fur. He wouldn’t admit to that because of a deep hatred he held for Uva Atka. But, in reality, changing who he used to be and finding a new way to live his life outside of senseless fighting and tradition terrified the man.

So, Jaden kept to searching for colored herbs. Every so often he would stop and draw his dagger from its sheath to cut open a plant bud and examine the color it held, but his mind was lost on other subjects like people he had met or things he had done. He paid little to no attention to his surroundings. Lalya had been on his mind recently. The nice feme he had met from Arkansas or something like that. What a wonderful conversation the two had shared. He really liked her and kept wishing they might meet again, but doubted such a coincidence was likely. Maybe he might go looking for her sometime and blame it on coincidence when they ran into each other.

The male’s mind continued to say off the surrounding woodland as he walked, completely oblivious to anyone one who might be sneaking around. He had been in the territory for the better part of at least two months and no one had attacked or snuck up on him, what made today different from any other? He was convinced nothing did and that it was safe to be lost in his thoughts. The night was coming and everything was quite.

Jaden does. "Jaden speaks." Jaden thinks.

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