Dragoncrest Cliffs The Freedom From Possession

Waves drove from the open water to break on the surface of the unpolished shore. Spume rolled lazily on the water's undulating surface, depositing just shy of where Roujuihnn's paws met the beige, shifting grit. The wind was calm as the serene turning swell soothed his mind. It's temperature, brisk, against the acclimatized, heavy coat that enveloped him. This place had the freedom of movement, especially now that spring had cast her hand against the land, and the threat of lethal weather waned with each passing day. Clouds that lingered overhead had barely enough in them to dapple the earth with a rare sprinkle as he made a single trail of tracks with sizable, hefty paws.

Healthy. Strong. Proud. His gait said it all. He appeared to be a man on a mission, even if there wasn't one, and had made good time of his trip under the morning sun. He was surviving physically, but mentally? Roujuihnn was thriving. Eyes, the brightest they'd been in a long time, sat beneath dark brows in sockets of ashen alabaster. Charcoal laced ears were attentive, and his tail behind him flew the flag of a loner. Barred toes kicked the mineral in his wake, leaving divots in the grainy sprawl, as the pallid white of his paws turned gray, stuck with dirt and grime.

Each step was a bounce to the rhythm of the earth. While it might not be present on his face, he was in a fantastic mood. He'd been made free of his bonds, his debt paid with his youth, and an offer given for him to start anew. Aluminum gaze reached over the sands as his gait lead him beyond the sloping edge of the water and up the cliff side. The water lapped at the high walls as the spray of mellow waves humidified the space around him. Trees gave him cover from the afternoon sun. Their shadows washed over him and he breathed a soothing sigh. He was never so content in all his life and in all honesty, he couldn't possibly find a single thing to complain about.

Planting himself down a few feet from the edge of wild roots that hung in the air, silver eyes reached out into the waters and beyond. Brilliant ripples were dotted with the apricot sun beams while clouds meandered on as he watched the world, at peace. He knew it was only a matter of time before he had to decide on where, when and how to settle down and become a part of something, but for the moment his own independence was so enticing that he couldn't bare to tame it.

[[Beginning North of Dragoncrest Cliffs and moving West to the cliffside. Roujuihnn ends, sitting at the cliff side looking at the water.
Temp: 55˚ Partly Cloudy. Possible light rain in the evening and afternoon.
@Illidan ]]