Post by christopher on May 17, 2010 10:50:12 GMT -5
A few days had passed since Chris had returned to the deep woods outside of Wood Bourne. He had spent most of it in Swan form not a unusual thing for him to do not governed by the Moon he would suffer no negative results to a prolonged shift one of the pluses of his race.
But not eating and the wound to his shoulder did exhaust him as much as did his worry he knew something was wrong here evil had come again and he was tired of always running away .. While he had been away he had thought long.. and hard. He Understood he probably wasn't needed or wanted by most here but some how he would be a stronger help. He would speak to Hikaru , Aydryan, or one of the other stronger vamps maybe there would be a benefit to him becoming a pomme. He would gain he knew but he did not know if they would gain from him his only power being the ability to instill calm in those around him .. He learned it had grown stronger recently .. Having gotten in a situation during his last flight from his own fear. He was still afraid of things but he was resolute his fear was not going to rule him any longer. He had actually managed to ease the tensions between two groups and avert a bloody fight. Now he was home.
Waking about 3 days after his long flight and shoulder wound. He waddled in Swan form thru the woods either searching for his pack or discarded clothes he knew this was the primary area where the hunters of the shifters in WB took their changes so there most likely would be a stash of clothes.. finding some he carried the shorts and torn tank in his beak and went to the waterfall.. slipping behind the curtain of water he shifted.. and stretched the evidence of his shoulder wound a puckered pink scar it ached but was healed he healed slower than most shifters but still faster than a normal human.. tugging the too large shorts and tank on adjusting them so they would stay on his thinner frame. Chris sat down on the cold wet stone of the entry cave. He looked into the blackness and didn't shiver for once over the inky blackness his pale blue eyes intense with emotion.. Some one had hurt his new family yea they may not think of him the same but be damned if he didn't Chris sat for a time trying to plan what his next move would be.. He needed his clothes a hot shower, food and to talk to the Masters ..
Standing determined by the end of this he would either be dead or a pomme or prove in some other way he was stronger and a value to the city he called home.. Walking thru the curtain of icy water his bare feet making barely any noise he determinedly started in the direction of town and Fang Bangers..
But not eating and the wound to his shoulder did exhaust him as much as did his worry he knew something was wrong here evil had come again and he was tired of always running away .. While he had been away he had thought long.. and hard. He Understood he probably wasn't needed or wanted by most here but some how he would be a stronger help. He would speak to Hikaru , Aydryan, or one of the other stronger vamps maybe there would be a benefit to him becoming a pomme. He would gain he knew but he did not know if they would gain from him his only power being the ability to instill calm in those around him .. He learned it had grown stronger recently .. Having gotten in a situation during his last flight from his own fear. He was still afraid of things but he was resolute his fear was not going to rule him any longer. He had actually managed to ease the tensions between two groups and avert a bloody fight. Now he was home.
Waking about 3 days after his long flight and shoulder wound. He waddled in Swan form thru the woods either searching for his pack or discarded clothes he knew this was the primary area where the hunters of the shifters in WB took their changes so there most likely would be a stash of clothes.. finding some he carried the shorts and torn tank in his beak and went to the waterfall.. slipping behind the curtain of water he shifted.. and stretched the evidence of his shoulder wound a puckered pink scar it ached but was healed he healed slower than most shifters but still faster than a normal human.. tugging the too large shorts and tank on adjusting them so they would stay on his thinner frame. Chris sat down on the cold wet stone of the entry cave. He looked into the blackness and didn't shiver for once over the inky blackness his pale blue eyes intense with emotion.. Some one had hurt his new family yea they may not think of him the same but be damned if he didn't Chris sat for a time trying to plan what his next move would be.. He needed his clothes a hot shower, food and to talk to the Masters ..
Standing determined by the end of this he would either be dead or a pomme or prove in some other way he was stronger and a value to the city he called home.. Walking thru the curtain of icy water his bare feet making barely any noise he determinedly started in the direction of town and Fang Bangers..