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Severus Poer de Angelo · 11-01-2011, 08:02 PM

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OOC: All Welcomed! One other, please Smile

Dated to November 2!

He craned his head to the side, staring the rodent down. Octavius had managed to catch a little chipmunk in the middle of last month, but somehow he still found himself unable. One small movement made the little critter bolt back to his hole, and he stared after it woefully. Severus had chosen to stay outside of the den rather than face his mother's wrath at his return, finding a little crack in the wall to sleep in during the night before heading back out into the wilderness of Anathema. Severus was growing, but not quickly enough by his own standard. His brother had hunting skills that he couldn't even imagine, and he could not figure out why. It seemed to him that Octavius was better than him at just about everything. He didn't wet the bed, either.

The boy stood up from his seated position and turned toward the ocean, padding down the hill toward the beach. This area didn't have as sharp a bank as others; Severus had learned from his last experience around water, and now knew that one had to enter it gradually if they were going to enter it at all if they did not know how to swim properly. He sat down just out of the reach of the waves, turning to look back up the beach behind him. Good, no Mother around. He did notice something peculiar behind him, though, a set of tracks that led down to his exact spot on the beach. Had he made those tracks?

He lifted one paw up, looking at the indent in the sand beneath him. What a surprise! It seemed as if he had pushed it down with his weight. Severus stood up immediately, looking at the mark he'd made in the sand. What fun! It was a puppy shaped indent. He laid back down on the sand, rolling around and making more marks there. He was an artist! The boy laughed as he stared at the patterns that he had made, then dropped down to continue rolling around even more. Life was great when Naniko wasn't around!

Io Berlin · 11-02-2011, 05:13 AM

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Although she had been advised, by Leon and by Aeron, to take it easy in these last few weeks, Io had left the old B&B, named, unusually, The Stormtree Hotel. Though it was far from a hotel. It wasn't as if she was planning on doing anything strenuous by talking a walk, was it? Well at least she didn't think so, and since she was experienced and neither her mate or Leon weren't any type of medics or healers at least to her knowledge, she ventured out on her own judgement. Either way, she would only spend a few minutes out here, mostly because she ad other things to be getting on with. Other things possibly more taxing than walking. But she desperatly needed the air, a handful of things had been stressing her, Leon's disapperance to go fight in some war that had little to do with him, Aeron's travelling before that, that other incident with Leon. Everything had gotten to her today and as always, 'running' away was the first and foremost option.

She hadn't meant to go all the way across territory. But by time she reached the sandy shores there was nothing to be done. Io sighed, pausing for a moment to rest before continuing past the line where the terrain changed. Smaller, indented pawprints littered the sand as she placed her own, out of curiosity she followed them. The trail brought her to a small grey pup, playing about in the sand. 'Hello' she said, slowing her walk as she approached. Soon her own pups would be here and soon after that they'd be running around. She had the feeing that this time some were going to survive. Perhaps she was being over opptimistic. Either way by now there was on turning back, she just have to wait the remaining few days and then see. Leon was prancing around as if everything was going to be fine, rushing about trying to fix up the B&B in time, while trying to constructed a shack and stables out the back.

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