Good times

Torok Haima · 07-31-2012, 09:07 PM

He had made his way down to the coast, making it obvious with the scent of salt water and the feel of rough sand beneath his feet. It was rather relaxing and Torok was sure it was a beautiful sight. He sat down on a nearby rock, letting the water lap at his paws. It felt nice really. Perhaps he could spend the night there. The sound of the waves would certainly put him to sleep rather quickly. His ears twitched as he heard the flapping of wings approaching. Fraya was returning already, and with a couple mice to feast upon.

Reaching into the small pouch on his waist, Torok pulled out a handful of the jerky he had left. It was a little tough but still good, only a week or two old. He still had enough to last him for a couple more days. He would have to hunt again soon though. He munched on the jerky slowing, savoring the taste as he ate each strip. Fraya was the pig between the two, making a mess of her meal as she tore into the mice and ending up with a bit of meat on her feathers. Torok chuckled and listened at Fraya’s protest, stating that she was just hungry, even though she had eaten only an hour ago. You’re such an odd ball Fraya. She took to the air and wrapped her talons in his mane, giving it a pull before landing on his shoulder.

Strelein von Rosnete · 08-01-2012, 12:45 AM

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Word Count :: 324 Thanks for starting

He chose to head past Halifax this time, for he longed to go beyond it for the first time since he had taken on the mantel of Dauphin. He did not want to stray far from home and he could not remember when he had last wandered past Halifax or even further. Ahiga was now living next door to him and he knew he had to be watchful around the yearling. The emaciated youth had worried the man to no end and he had found himself thinking about his ex-nephew often with worry. He went to Halifax to browse for things to pass the time and potentially find something for Ahiga's room. And he had spent the better part of the morning there after he had awoken during a night spent in an abandoned house.

After Strel picked out bottles of vodka, which he knew he should not have taken. His drinking was causing issues and he knew people were noticing it. But he did not care much, and it was too much for him to quit cold turkey. It was in his blood and his blood cried for it after days without it. Withdrawal was hard but it was something he had to do, but he refused to debilitate himself to be purely clean. He had stuffed it with books he had found on sewing and knitting, wondering if he could pick up weaving to supplement his skills. He stepped over the coast, wondering when the next town would appear on the horizon. Maybe he'd find a northern pack, though only Anathema was up here.

That was when he saw the man with the hawk and paused, wondering if it was Niro for the man always had bird of prey. But he was the wrong color entirely, for Niro was white (with red dye now, what a lark). "Hello," he greeted, amiably enough, wondering if he found a drinking partner.

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Torok Haima · 08-23-2012, 01:27 PM

OOC: I'm so sorry for the wait love. Completely forgot about this one Sad

The sound approaching footsteps caused Torok's ears to twitch as he lifted his head in the direction the sound was comming from. The scent was distinctly male but was mixed with other scents as well, indicating that he was a member of a pack. His scent also told Torok that he was predominantly grey wolf but mixed with coyote blood. Like always, Fraya gave her owner a description of the approaching man. Judging by her description, he certainly sounded like a very handsome man. A good majority of his coat was dark brown with some cream tones as well. His mane however, was apparently a rust colored red. It could naturally be that way but Torok had a feeling it was dyed since nothing else was even close to any red tone. As far as Fraya could tell, the man was about Torok's height and had an average build. It was the eyes that caught his attention though, Fraya describing them as a light purple color. Torok had never heard of anyone with eyes like that and wondered if it was genetic. It was none of his business either way though.

Torok stood and bowed his head as the man offered a greeting. Hello to you too sir. How are you on such a fine day? He was probably being a little too formal but that's just how he always was with anyone unless they stated otherwise.

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