~|The Angel that Lives in Darkness|~ IP: 75.220.79.198 Posted on December 9, 2008 at 12:11:33 PM by Zebbidiah
The zinc brute paddes slowly into the area, matching dark nose sniffing and separating out the scents he wasn't looking for. Ears worked, trying to pick up a voice he'd heard only once in his life. Zebbidiah was good at this. After many months living on his own, he'd learned many useful tracking techniques.. And now he'd put them to good use. Shadows of Black Fire would be here, he knew it.. But where IN here was still left up for grabs.
Finally the scent caught and the wolf/husky took off at lightening pace, darting in it's direction. He was fast, he was strong, and he was smart. The only thing that was exceptional about the dark silvery brute was his size. That had remained normal. But, even so, he was beautiful. Chisled out like a perfect statue and moving with a grace that defied most of his species.
Zeb stopped suddenly, losing the smell's strength. Making a wide circle, he finally found it a little stronger and took off at a jog this time, following the scent with precision. Ears flattened against his head, Zebbidiah had no intention of letting his other senses get in the way. He knew the wolf he saught was old, he knew... And he wanted to make sure he saw him at least one more time before he died. After all, it was his grandfather that made the pivot point to his life. Without him, Zeb would not be who he was...
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+Of.The.Darkness+ - By Shadows Of Black FireDecember 9, 2008 at 12:25:03 PM
