There is no sign that he shows a sign of slowing.

Itachi Lykoi · 10-16-2012, 08:45 AM

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Shawmon

Early evening stretched its shadowed fingers across the bright horizon, writhing purple, red, and the eventual midnight black. Darkness eventually consumed all, he knew. The man’s cloaked form was not swift as it moved along the northern borders of his home. His gilded pelt was hidden away by the black and dark scarlet of the cloth he was wearing, though the dark gold of his crown was not hidden. It was not he that ought to tread carefully in these lands, but for others. And unfortunately, keen eyes and ears scrutinized the darkness before him. Although he seemed broken and worn, the predator within was awake and aware.

His katana was attached to the belt worn around narrow hips, completely hidden by the impenetrable flow of his cape. The nights were the worst, and there was no use to try to sleep. He might as well do something productive if he was up and about anyway. He was somewhat surprised Siv hadn’t been driven to her edge already by his constant presence. It wasn’t his intention to intrude on her life like this, but she was the one that kept his children alive. And a father had to stay with his children. He owed the dark woman more than he could ever hope to repay in one lifetime. At this time the two young ones slept, and he could safely step out and away, for a little while.

Having time to think and ponder about the abrupt changes in his life wasn’t ideal, but there was suffering always, so it didn’t matter what he did. Perhaps, if he was lucky, he would come over an unfortunate rabbit of some kind to bring home. Providing the little family with meat was the least he could do. Feeling useless was a terrible thing, after all.

Jiva Takekuro · 10-20-2012, 06:02 PM

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Word Count :: 306 OOC: Sorry for the delay Sad

I have a feeling this might be a short thread, but is ok!

Jiva didn’t have much of a clue of what he was doing but he headed towards the borders of Salsola, why? because he knew his sister lived there, Foxglove, though she was extremely quiet she would surely know something to say about his situation. Why he thought of the sister he met only once before.... he had no idea. He just felt like he had nowhere else to go, no one to confide in. His mate would hate him if he told her about his kiss with the unknown woman. He sighed as he came closer. He was not taking as much precaution as he should so he barely noticed the man who seemed to be patroling.

He did notice him quick enough though and Jiva stopped. It was a man who was older than him. Jiva was wary. This man was part coyote and it seemed he was not one to be tangled with. Jiva didn’t understand the coyote’s way of life, but Salsola was more of a wolf pack than a coyote one, so hopefully the man wouldn’t be holding onto a wolve’s skull.... Jiva gave a quick bark to let the man know he was there, though he was sure he saw him already “Hello friend, I am looking for my sister, perhaps you know her?” He asked, confidently. He had been warned to keep away from Salsola by his father but what of visiting family? He didn’t know that both his sisters lived her at one point but he did know Foxglove did, or he was quite certain of it. He kept his distance from the man and the borders, showing that he respected their pack. At least that was how Jiva felt about it. Some had other ideas of respect and he knew nothing of Salsola lifestyle,

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