Post by Arias on Nov 20, 2006 10:21:20 GMT -5
((Right folks, I’m gonna try a new approach in writing now…just to test my abilities. And yes…it’s a bit weird that I seem to have past and present text mixed in there…I need to perfect the skills in 1st person tense….))
The lands had become cold now, and my pathetic puppy fur was only just starting to shed. I looked awful, and it was incredibly itchy. Could anyone blame me if my temper was beginning to grow thin with it? I doubted as much. None the less, I was sick of being treated like a mere cub within the ranks of my mother’s pack and having been given the role of emissary was humiliating enough. Sora and I are equals, and since that day I have never lived down such embarrassment. Plots and schemes began to grow in my young, corrupted mind…and soon that ebony Drappa would suffer for it. I didn’t care whether or not she was returning the pack to it’s previous glory or not – what was done was done. Her heart was made of gold, not fire. And though now my mother and father were taking over the roles of Drappa and Dragga, it made little difference to my feelings of the so-called ‘Star-Gazer’. But that would come one day, whether she is my aunty or not.
List itself wouldn’t miss me when I left, the only ones I felt remorse – if you could even call it that – for leaving was my sister Sora. She wanted just as much as I did to join the ranks of the great Balkar, but there would be no way in Wolfbane’s lair that she could make it. Her best chances were to either remain here in List and keep it in check, or to leave and join the ranks of Sarnes. But never the less, this was my destiny and not hers. She would make it in life whether or not I believed in it.
The borders began to come into my sights; the stench of freedom was taunting my sense of smell. Like Sora and my pathetic excuse for a sister Aiyu, I had grown greatly in the past few moons. I was almost as large as an adult wolf, though due to my grandfather’s bloodline I had the feeling that I would not grow much more. The Great Leohlic had been renowned for his short stature but massive skill, and I hoped that even if I never grew much taller than my father, that I could take on from where he left behind. I would become the new Leohlic, and others would fall to their bellies before me. Yet to think realistically, I knew that dream was still a way off.
My legs were still long and lanky, whilst I felt nothing but skin and bones. It didn’t help with the scruffiness of my stupid coat. I felt nothing more than a laughing stock, and if the Balkar saw me in such a state then it would be the end of my life…whether or not they let me live. My best chance for experience was to simply leave this Tor-forsaken territory and live life as a Kerl.
If the calls of my parents and sisters rang in my overly sized ears at this moment in time, then my plan was to simply ignore them. If they tried to stop me they would face nothing but my teeth and claws. Nothing but death would stop me now. List was preventing me from growing into the fighter I am to become. So be gone with them, let me live.
And with this last thought in mind, I broke through the scented barrier and become a free varg.
The lands had become cold now, and my pathetic puppy fur was only just starting to shed. I looked awful, and it was incredibly itchy. Could anyone blame me if my temper was beginning to grow thin with it? I doubted as much. None the less, I was sick of being treated like a mere cub within the ranks of my mother’s pack and having been given the role of emissary was humiliating enough. Sora and I are equals, and since that day I have never lived down such embarrassment. Plots and schemes began to grow in my young, corrupted mind…and soon that ebony Drappa would suffer for it. I didn’t care whether or not she was returning the pack to it’s previous glory or not – what was done was done. Her heart was made of gold, not fire. And though now my mother and father were taking over the roles of Drappa and Dragga, it made little difference to my feelings of the so-called ‘Star-Gazer’. But that would come one day, whether she is my aunty or not.
List itself wouldn’t miss me when I left, the only ones I felt remorse – if you could even call it that – for leaving was my sister Sora. She wanted just as much as I did to join the ranks of the great Balkar, but there would be no way in Wolfbane’s lair that she could make it. Her best chances were to either remain here in List and keep it in check, or to leave and join the ranks of Sarnes. But never the less, this was my destiny and not hers. She would make it in life whether or not I believed in it.
The borders began to come into my sights; the stench of freedom was taunting my sense of smell. Like Sora and my pathetic excuse for a sister Aiyu, I had grown greatly in the past few moons. I was almost as large as an adult wolf, though due to my grandfather’s bloodline I had the feeling that I would not grow much more. The Great Leohlic had been renowned for his short stature but massive skill, and I hoped that even if I never grew much taller than my father, that I could take on from where he left behind. I would become the new Leohlic, and others would fall to their bellies before me. Yet to think realistically, I knew that dream was still a way off.
My legs were still long and lanky, whilst I felt nothing but skin and bones. It didn’t help with the scruffiness of my stupid coat. I felt nothing more than a laughing stock, and if the Balkar saw me in such a state then it would be the end of my life…whether or not they let me live. My best chance for experience was to simply leave this Tor-forsaken territory and live life as a Kerl.
If the calls of my parents and sisters rang in my overly sized ears at this moment in time, then my plan was to simply ignore them. If they tried to stop me they would face nothing but my teeth and claws. Nothing but death would stop me now. List was preventing me from growing into the fighter I am to become. So be gone with them, let me live.
And with this last thought in mind, I broke through the scented barrier and become a free varg.