Post by Azriel on Oct 2, 2007 12:46:01 GMT -5
Azriel lay down on the edge of the fountain gazing up at the likeness of Azmith towering over him; shimmering water falling from her delicate hands. He sniffed, the cool fall air was almost oo cool for his attire, but he didn't care. He could always go wolf if the air was too chill.
His music rang noisily through his ear-drums, and his foot tapped along to the beat, until he sat up to gaze around the plaza. He knew the others would come looking for him if he didn't return to the forest soon. But in a moment of childlike retailiation he decided to stay put for a few more hours, he wasn't exactly looking forward to going back and managing the pack. So he lounged on the fountain, and returned to his music.
His music rang noisily through his ear-drums, and his foot tapped along to the beat, until he sat up to gaze around the plaza. He knew the others would come looking for him if he didn't return to the forest soon. But in a moment of childlike retailiation he decided to stay put for a few more hours, he wasn't exactly looking forward to going back and managing the pack. So he lounged on the fountain, and returned to his music.
