Gladiator [Evelette]
04-26-2013, 09:04 PM
So much had been on his mind lately, his thoughts had become an onslaught of torment. He couldn?t remember a lot, and couldn?t remember where he had gotten some of the new scars that laced his body. The decision had been made in his mind the night before, and today he was off in search of the wolf?s whose expertise he needed. He hadn?t formally met this dame, but had heard that she had trained back in the lands of CIROC with Arkhein, a militant pack there. Perhaps she?d be willing teach him how to fight, the amount he knew about fighting was poor at best, he knew enough to stay alive but it was sloppy, often he reacted out of instinct rather than training. His lack of knowledge possibly gave reason to his easy going personality, he avoided conflict like the plague, preferring simply to talk it out. It was awkward at best, for him to seek out a wolf to lean something he should have a basic knowledge in but when he was younger his parents had focused on obvious talents and had died before working on building other abilities between him and his sister. The black brute traveled restlessly around the territory, hoping to run into Evelette. He didn?t want to call her, no, he didn?t want to draw that kind of attention to his random request. He hoped the lady wouldn?t mind sparring with him, and further he hoped that she wouldn?t mind making this request as private as possible. He didn?t want the gossip going around that he wasn?t a good fighter. At least he was trying to get better, and he was an excellent hunter, so his abilities could make up for his inabilities. He walked with his head lifted, his blue eyes searching the horizon before him. He nodded politely, and greeted his pack-mates that he passed, has he headed towards the beach. On a warm summer day like today, maybe he?d find the lady there, if not, he?d continue on. He wanted to at least talk to her today about it, if not get started with his training, assuming she agreed to teach him. He wasn?t back to his full strength yet, his pelt didn?t gleam as it once had, and it clung to his skeletal frame. Apprehension filled his gut, as he cast a glance over his shoulder. His confidence had ebbed, leaving in its shadow a wolf who was jumpier than a long tailed cat in a room full or rocking chairs. It hadn?t taken long until he reached the open shore of the beach, and his anxiety level raised. He hated being out in the open, nothing about it was relaxing. The hot summer sun beamed down on his black pelt, and he panted from the heat and the effort it had taken him to walk this far, now he just had to find Evelette. Speech, |
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