IP: 74.232.80.73
Posted on November 25, 2013 at 03:43:08 AM by G r e n d a l
 He has been shy, for almost a year the creature has hidden within the shadows, and stalked along the beach. That granite form moving within the tide lines of the shore, watching as the waves crash into the sand, and the white frothy foam stays behind. He wonders what makes the water do this, and makes a mental note to ask his ever gentle natured mother why it does this. She would know, she is the only wolf he will come to with questions like this, the others are wolves meant to be wary of. Skittish and easily frightened, Grendal shrinks away from others, but this day is different. He has seen new faces around Glorall, and he plans to investigate. Curious as ever, the young monster begins his daily rounds of shadow stalking. The boy watches as a family of deer plays on the beach, sitting down to study how they moved, knowing he would eventually be big enough to take one down. Next a seal catches his eye, and his head tilts as he notices the fat rolling with each buck the animal makes as it moves about on the sand. Movements keep catching his jade eyes, smiling when he sees the sea birds, his tail waving around as he studies his environment. Truly the boy longs for company on this sunny afternoon, he simply doesn't know how to go about getting the company. His shyness keeps him back from outwardly seeking attention, and the fear he holds of others keeps him from reaching out at all. Perhaps, it is in his nature to be alone, but he is a wolf, would anyone care to break the monster from his shell? male :: 9 months old :: no room for love :: no soul found :: jumanji X alana :: glorall |
Replies:
- Then the strongest heart grows old - By Sinclair November 28, 2013 at 03:15:03 AM
I'm the fly in your soup - By Grendal December 3, 2013 at 05:00:01 PM
Then the strongest heart grows old - By Sinclair December 4, 2013 at 05:01:16 PM
You must register before you can post on this board. You can register here.
Post a reply: