There used to be a lighthouse around here.

Lorenzo Knight · 04-30-2012, 05:40 PM

Enzo needs to meet more people, like 2 or 3 possibly? Preferably people Lorenzo doesn't know

The day had passed by in an almost lazy haze, despite his earlier determination that he was going to hunt, sometime during the morning that desire had abated and instead the dusty colored male found himself not trawling Casa's lush forest but running through his stances inside the sparring ring he had built with Juliet and Hadley on Jazper's orders. The Fort loomed tall over him, throwing shadows across him and blocking out most of the sun's warmth. He didn't mind though, it helped keep him cool as he flowed from one stance to the next with unwavering effortless. He could keep up this steady rhythm for hours if he wanted to.

It was strenuous enough to leave him panting slightly, tongue lolling from his mouth as he moved. He didn't have to think of which form to flow to next because his body knew the moves so well it was an unconscious thing. His mind was peaceful and serene using the focus of the exercises to repel all thoughts and feelings and trying to reach a perfect balance. But what would anyone expect, he had been trained by Jazper, and was the result of generations of selective breeding, the product of skill and wisdom. He was not arrogant about the fact though, he was not the only child of Jazper and shared his strength with his siblings, even small Fia held fire within her veins and a warrior's passion in her heart, it was the way they had been bred, to preserve and protect the innocent and weak.

Cadmeia Teumessian · 05-02-2012, 12:05 PM

[html]

Word Count :: +284

It was time to break free of her nervous habits! Cadmeia wanted so badly to belong, but she’d not let herself interact with anybody. It was hard for her to not be worried about what other people thought, although she tried to tell herself that she didn’t care. She was, in fact, very “different” from the rest, she knew this...but if her judgement was accurate, everybody would be very accepting of her.

Cadmeia decided to go exploring, and the first whom she came across she would talk to. She avoided the forest today, as she didn’t want to spend her time hiding again. Her legs felt like they needed a stretch, so she decided to run. Starting off at a trot, then picking up the pace into a full on sprint, Cadmeia felt her muscles squeeze and release as she powered on through. She was very quick, and with little effort at that.

Coming up, she noticed a young, timber looking wolf practicing in a sparring ring. She’d never been here before, nor had she spoken with this one yet. He looked sharp, Cadmeia thought, an excellent fighter. He made it look so easy. She wondered if she’d be able to move like him - perhaps her body wasn’t built to be a warrior. It looked fun though, and Cadmeia was curious. She had also made a promise to herself that she would speak to the first creature she came upon, and well, here he was - alone at that. Cadmeia approached cautiously so as not to startle him, lowered her head, and mustered up enough courage to speak. ”I...I’m Cadmeia. What’s your name? What are you doing?”

Lorenzo Knight · 05-24-2012, 05:13 PM

Sorry for taking so long

He was in a world entirely his own and didn't notice the tiny canine like creature slowly creeping closer to his training session. He saw nothing but the blur of his mace and the flash of the greenery. The sounds of battle rang in his ears so strongly that it was as though he were still taking part in it. So when a voice cut through the din he swung himself around, tensing to go on the attack, assuming an intruder and was met with a creature smaller than any wolf or coyote he had seen before. He lowered his weapon immediately and relaxed his stance. Lorenzo had heard from whispers of a fox being accepted into Casa's membership so he was unsurprised at her though he was curious about her and why she had been accepted like another wolf.

His breath came to him deep and long, as he looked at her. Then his face twisted into a smile and any air of predatory malevolence he might have held dissipated, dropped like the mace than he carefully put down.

"Greehtings Cadmeia. Ah ahm Lorenzo Knight. Today ah ahm traihning. Tah keep up mah skills and endurahnce. Waht are ye doing here?" As he spoke the Knight male climbed over the side of the ring, an easy task for his long legs, he didn't forget his mace however and the deadly weapon was retied back to his rawhide belt with a merry jingle.

Cadmeia Teumessian · 05-30-2012, 10:39 AM

[html]

Word Count :: +000

Cadmeia recognized something in this one - but what was it? She felt like she’d seen him somewhere before. Jazper? He was quite large, Lorenzo. She liked the way he stood - slightly awkward. ”Like me!” she giggled to herself. She wasn’t scared of him, though he looked like he could be quite formidable in battle. She looked him up and down - he seemed quite sweet, and she liked the way he spoke too. Not wanting to be rude, she averted her eyes, then replied softly. ”T...today I was lonely. Thought...I’d look for....I mean...company...I wanted it...” Cadmeia stopped talking. She looked up at Lorenzo with wide eyes, glistening a little out of nervousness. Why couldn’t she talk to him? He seemed to have a bit of a regal air about him, somehow, at least in the way he looked, and Cadmeia felt way below him. Not in a bad way, of course. But it intimidated her somehow, and she was worried that she might say the wrong thing. She WAS trying to make friends, though. I can’t act so strange...he might take it the wrong way. She looked at him a bit longer in silence, this time making eye contact. His eyes were beautiful - one a different color than the other. She was mesmerized, trying to figure Lorenzo out. She wanted to know more about him...could he possibly want to befriend her? Slowly, cautiously, she padded over and rubbed her face on his leg.

Login




Remember me Lost Password?