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Post by concreteangels on May 17, 2005 20:01:19 GMT -5
A wolf weaved his way in and out of the houses, stables and various other buildings in the small town. It had been his home even since he had come here, a place to rest before he actually joined the nearby pack.
He had made his bed in the upper level of a two storey hotel, the stairs leading to the second level were rickety and broken. A gap spanned the middle of the stairwell, wide enough to block any intruders, but slim enough to allow Cobra to jump across, and any other wolf who was a talented jumper.
He was making his way there now, the wolf's shadowy figure could barely be seen in the dim light of the evening. His haunting eyes staying with anything that moved, along with a an agrivated snarl.
He ascended the stairs quickly, kncoking over a chair on his way through the hallway,he was in a reckless mood at the moment. Not mad, just... Reckless. He colapsed intentionally onto his bed of old clothes and besheets, ebody body shaing as a hollow sigh rattled it's way out of his chest. He was here to find a home, the thought of the word comphorted him as he began to drift off, off to sleep, and to dream.
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