Burn it down

*Domovei* · 07-07-2013, 09:06 PM

Where the hell was Newt? His master. He would admit he hadn't looked particularly hard for her, but upon returning to the land he had once called home he noticed that he was no longer welcome there. The familiar Amenti scent was gone, replaced by something new -- and something far more disgusting, to his nose. With a snarl he turned on his heels and disappeared, feeling betrayed and angry. His brother would've never let him down like this. Lost the territory he had grown accustomed to.

Domovei was never a very pleasant creature, but such dramatic changes sent him into something akin to a frenzy. Luckily, nothing was in his way, and instead he trekked alone, snarling and spitting like a mad man.

Had he ever been anything but? No; but often his rage would be quelled, his moon changing as rapidly as the tide itself. Slowly his anger would fade as four small paws carried the effeminate wolf further east, towards the ocean. The sun had fallen hours ago, and now the moon appeared in the sky, bright and threatening overhead. Its light cast eerie shadows on the ground, dancing as the wind rustled the leaves of the trees, causing Domovei to jump a bit more often as usual. Paranoia had made its home in his brain, and it never seemed to leave.

Before long, the land seemed to level off slightly. The salty ocean stench was heavy in the air, and so the ivory-furred creature increased his pace. He bounded over small hills of rock, eager to reach the shoreline. What awaited him was surprising; a rather private cove, with a long stretch of beach and a vast array of pine trees. Silence fell over him as he crept near one of the trees, curling around its trunk. His green eyes were wide, watching his surroundings as though expecting someone to show suddenly.

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