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 Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 7:43 am
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Posted: Sun Jul 13, 2014 7:47 am
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Caziel stared off into the distance blankly in contemplation. Most others would find this activity boring but he found it relaxing or calming. Day was fading off into night and it was the perfect time to rest his long body down on the grass to take in what was around him. It had been a while since he had last seen another feline or canine, but he found the act of conversing to be awkward as well as difficult. He noted sometimes he confused others with his speech, which in all honesty… who cared? He was who he was and changing oneself was not the right way to go.
“Hnnng,” Damia let out a happy moan as she stretched her body. It always felt great to work out the kinks of one’s body after a run or exercising. Not only did that bring about a happy mood, but day was turning into night. Her favourite time and her internal clock seemed to realize that too. An hour before sunset she'd wake up to exercise for an hour and then make her way outside to hunt or explore the area. Sometimes she would run and run and run. Actually that sounded like a good idea. Running was in order and maybe if she was really lucky she would have something to eat.
Caziel stared down at the dead animal in front of him silently. After a few moments he shifted his body before closing his eyes and mentally said a little prayer of thanks. This animal had died so that he could eat. A noise off to the left made his ear twitch, other than that nothing else showed or alerted the presence heading towards Caziel that he was aware. Maybe after he ate he would move on again or maybe he would wait around and see what come to him.
The night sounds calm her down and made her feel at ease. She had been running for quite a while now and the burn of the exercise felt great on her bod. With a light pant of breath Damia flopped down on her belly and took in her new surroundings. The run had been nice, but the lack of kill was a bit disheartening. Her stomach growled hungrily in agreement. The frown deepened on her muzzle. In a few minutes she would go out again and try. Now that she had a moment to rest she placed her muzzle on her two front paws she thought about what her next step would be. She found the rogue lands to be dull. There was nothing exciting, nothing happening, nothing that made getting up in the morning or then: sleep, hunt, and eat. In the back of her mind there was an idea of possibly joining a pride at least in a pride there could be some mission’s maybe or interactions? That idea appealed highly to her.
Caziel
Damia
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