Honour
04-11-2017, 04:22 AM
It was getting colder. The rogue male had scented it on the air; felt it from the waning sun. An autumn chill had begun to settle in the wind and it nipped at his thick pelt. Bones peeked out from his pelt and although he had once been strong and sturdy, being alone had begun to weaken him. He could still hold his own in a fight, but it would be messier, scrappier. He would become what he had never dreamed of - a scrapper. His teal eyes scanned the horizon for food. There would be a hare somewhere; its colours shifting from brown to white, atop a burrow. Doing the same thing as he, but scavenging on the plants rather than the animals. Yet he could not find the hare. He knew that there were little critters everywhere; but his nose told him not here. So he left. He picked up his body and continued on.
He walked towards a scent that he had long ago detected. Urine, laid strong in a line. A clear message: Don't cross here. But he did. He lifted one paw and merely stepped over the border. His two-toned bulk walked slowly through their territory, his nose flooded with foreign scents. Dusk had begun to settle in but it was not yet night. His back was dark like the sky, but his undercarriage was bright silver, giving him away. He didn't care. It was design, not accident, that brought him here. He lowered his head and tail to diminish the threatening nature of his body. It was hard to carry such a large frame and somehow seem smaller. But he did; and his eyes stayed on the ground, to avoid potential glares in the distance. He did not howl to be welcomed or wait; but he had already entered. He was here. He made little noise but continued to peruse their territory... He would be attacked, maybe. He would be found - definitely. He wanted to be here. It was that simple. He would explain the rest when he would meet his fellow strangers. He was prepared for the risk and as always had taken it head-on, coming to them rather than waiting for them to come to him. He knew no other way to live.
OOC: I have an exam tonight so I can't reply to this as quickly as I'd like, buut, I was on this morning and thinking what would be fun? So I decided to do something random but ICly it makes sense. (: But yeah, I'll reply as quickly as I can to this!
He walked towards a scent that he had long ago detected. Urine, laid strong in a line. A clear message: Don't cross here. But he did. He lifted one paw and merely stepped over the border. His two-toned bulk walked slowly through their territory, his nose flooded with foreign scents. Dusk had begun to settle in but it was not yet night. His back was dark like the sky, but his undercarriage was bright silver, giving him away. He didn't care. It was design, not accident, that brought him here. He lowered his head and tail to diminish the threatening nature of his body. It was hard to carry such a large frame and somehow seem smaller. But he did; and his eyes stayed on the ground, to avoid potential glares in the distance. He did not howl to be welcomed or wait; but he had already entered. He was here. He made little noise but continued to peruse their territory... He would be attacked, maybe. He would be found - definitely. He wanted to be here. It was that simple. He would explain the rest when he would meet his fellow strangers. He was prepared for the risk and as always had taken it head-on, coming to them rather than waiting for them to come to him. He knew no other way to live.
OOC: I have an exam tonight so I can't reply to this as quickly as I'd like, buut, I was on this morning and thinking what would be fun? So I decided to do something random but ICly it makes sense. (: But yeah, I'll reply as quickly as I can to this!