White Line Fever
10-29-2015, 08:39 PM
A yawn slipped past the narrow jowls of the beast as bi-colored gaze slowly focused on the area outside of his temporary den. Mount Volkan, in the time of his puppy-hood, had once been a permanent home for him. He could faintly remember the days of joyful carelessness with his siblings when Tortuga had still been under the rightful rule of his family. First with his father and then with his adoptive brother, Kaien. He'd been but a boy then, promised the title of heir, and yet he remembered when everything changed. He could not remember what had happened to the pack but it'd disbanded and strangers came on swift wings to them. He could remember the day his father had taken them to meet these strangers. Glacias they'd called themselves and they'd claimed what had been rightfully the Jaeger's all along. Now the once wonderful kingdom was nothing but an old memory in the pale king's head. Gone were the traces of even his siblings and both parents were dead and gone. It left nothing but a bitter taste on the man's tongue as he thought about once was and what never may be again. This was not what lingered on the lord's brain this morning though. Instead he stared past the stony interior of the den to the misty exterior of what made up outside. A fog had rolled atop the volcano and the sun most likely wouldn't rear its ugly head today as dark gray clouds dampened the sky. He felt lazy as his gaze unfocused and everything became a blur. Another yawn snaked its way from his jowls and he stifled it with a growl. Was it worth it to leave the den today? He glanced around the small, yet comfortable, cave and sighed. Yes, yes it was worth it. Better than being cooped up waiting for the impending rain. So with a long stretch of his lanky legs he rose to his feet and exited his makeshift home. He temporarily contemplated breakfast but shoved it off as a thought for later. He wasn't overly hungry and there were far better things to accompany his time with than something as boring as hunting. So he set off towards the upper parts of the mountain. It appeared as though he was searching for something, though he wasn't quite sure what that something was. Walk, "Talk" Think |
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