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 Posted: Tue Jun 22, 2010 2:21 pm
 She was at it again.
Cascade truly was her mother's daughter, in the sense that she often was bitten by a wanderlust that she couldn't seem to satisfy. Her strength and her heart were with her pack, yet her mind wandered just as badly as her paws wanted to. She couldn't bring herself to leave, nor could she ever...
But that didn't mean she didn't want to.
Though she didn't plan on going far, she did plan on going. At least for a short period of time. Paws carried the energetic young adult through unfamiliar terrain as she moved further and further from home, with every intent on returning before the next day. Her tail whisked happily behind her and a mischievous glint sparked in her eyes.
She hadn't done any real traveling since she and her mother, Tae, had gone out for a while. She wished to, but couldn't bring herself to go that far on her own, yet. Maybe before fall came, she could take a few days as a trip to do her own bit of exploring? She'd offer the idea up to her parents soon, as she didn't want to vanish or cause them to worry.
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Posted: Wed Jul 07, 2010 7:43 pm
Well this was fun. After a few hours of tormenting a rabbit, he was feeling a bit brandy. He had relished its screams of terror, and it was something that had sent shivers up his spine. He had left it writhing in pain. Surely it would die of blood loss, but he hadnt wanted to end its suffering. Not today anyway. He figured he'd go back by the end of the night to see if it was still there or if another animal had made a meal out of the pitiful creature. Of course, he knew that he hadnt been hungry. Hunger had not driven him to such an act.
He seemed to walk with a sort of focus, eyes gleaming with darkness, as he walked. It seemed he was enjoying his night, though he knew he likely smelled of blood, and danger. He felt sorry for who he ran into tonight. He was in one of his moods. Not that he was ever really out of them.. He loved when he could kill for fun.
He had pledged on his damned soul to become a soldier. Though he was more the fear, or the shadow on the wall.. He tended to be a scary fellow, and at the thought he licked his lips, taking the moment to grin.
Something hit his nose.
Uh Oh.
"Playtime."
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