Sea Lion Shores Rotten tropics by the sea
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He had found a refuge inside of Saltwinter, and while he was incapable of expressing his gratitude appropriately, Kierkegaard was bound and determined to show it to the witch of the ocean. Caiaphas had saved him more than he cared to admit. While he had always found a way to drift apart from others, there was a gravitational pull back to the coywolf female. It would not be long before age would take a toll on his figure, and all of those years of travel would finally begin to weigh down on his body. The ashen brute did not know how long he would feel youth in his limbs. Already, the shape of his figure had taken on a serpentine look; he had strange dips in his muscle that had turned him into a gaunt and spectral sight to behold. The mercenary was fading into a true ghost.
 
Padding along the shoreline with his head held low and his fiery gaze trailing the tossing waves, Kierke released a heavy sigh from his inky lips. The Teekon Wilds did not feel like home to him. Then again, there had never truly been a place that had provided a sense of belonging for the wandering brute. As he had grown more haggard and damaged, he had found that long bouts of travel were more hazardous to his wellbeing than anything else. While he still longed to point his nose on unknown terrain and venture forth, the ghost knew that his years would be few if he sought that lifestyle.
 
If he had not been keeping his eye on the horizon, the ashen wanderer would have completely missed the inky speck in the waters. Once his vision had struck her, though, he halted in his tracks and sucked in a breath of surprise. For a second, he thought that he was looking upon a ghost. That was until he realized that he did not know the swarthy character in the waves. She might have held some familiarity, but she was just as much a stranger to him as the sea lions who waddled to shore. Still, there was something in the sharp angles of her body and the jagged lines of fur about her shoulders. He could not help but to stare.
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Rotten tropics by the sea - by Sassafras - August 17, 2016, 06:13 PM
RE: Rotten tropics by the sea - by Kierkegaard - August 23, 2016, 04:49 AM
RE: Rotten tropics by the sea - by Sassafras - August 23, 2016, 09:34 PM
RE: Rotten tropics by the sea - by Kierkegaard - September 01, 2016, 03:53 PM
RE: Rotten tropics by the sea - by Sassafras - October 18, 2016, 09:23 PM