Post by slick on Apr 17, 2009 14:50:41 GMT -5
The sky was ink black in color, dark and etchy across the midnight sky; silver lights flickered in the sky, which were reffered to as stars. They were beautiful, the silver lights, as they flickered and glowed, dancing across the neverending darkness; they were dancers, moving, twirling, in the darkness. There were constellations in the sky that were made up of a pattern of stars creating images. Every so often it seemed as if the stars were walking beside the male wolf as he moved through the silver-lit darkness. The moon hung low, and it seemed as if it was sleeping on the ground, towards the eastern side. The male's paws left imprints on the packed dirt as he loped through the forestry of the small island he had come across. How the hell had he gotten here anyways? He didn't recall ever crossing the waters to get to Ina'mos Island. Heck, maybe he'd gotten knocked out cold in some fight, or battle, he didn't remember taking part of... or maybe he was in the middle of something at the wrong time and place.
It was an almost amusing thought. Haha, yea.... So what dumb f*ck would he have the pleasure of ripping apart next time? He was ecstatic to find out; really he was. It was just the thing he was looking forward to doing. Just his cup of tea. Of course, the other -female, or male- who had happened to be able to 'knock' him out cold should start thinking about getting a head start and possibly plan out on starting a new life. Zenon had did that, and done that, before. In anger, or was it resentment, he wanted both his parents dead. He had known why, at one point, but know the reason was lost to him. A blur. Amducias, his older sister, had wanted their mother out of the picture. Zenon had wanted them both gone. Their plot of killing both parents had slipped through the cracks when the eldest, Rafael, had found out of their plans through snopping. Zenon and his sister had been exiled from the pack; however, in a twist of revenge Zenon and Amducias killed their siblings. Elli managed to slip past, and Elli had killed Amducias when they split; Zenon soon found himself killing Elli, tearing her apart. He had stood whimpering, whinning, over Amducias' unmoving body until he knew he had to escape. So, he had escaped; shit happened, and now he was here.
His parents thought him dead, but he was simply gone. He wasn't dead. Not officially, anyways. It wasn't as if he was an assassin, nah. Zenon was more like a bounty hunter. Assassin was such a boring word to use anyways. Who the hell would want to introduce themselves as an assassin. It was like saying 'Hey there, I'm an ass.' For god's sake, the word assassin had the word ass in it twice. Hello, that had to tell you something.
Zenon's ears twitched, as a twig snapped, making his head turn sharp in the direction of the sound. A growl rumbled forth from his vocals, daring the intruder to mess with him. A simple dare, a challenge, was what it was. Lucky for whomever it was, Zenon wasn't really in one of those 'I'm gonna kick your ass' moods. Or maybe he was, it all depended on how or what conversation wove between him and the 'tresspasser,' though Zenon didn't own shit. Hell, he didn't even own the ground he walked on.
o o c , squee! first post with zenny. <3
n o t e s , open to anyone. x3
m u s e , greeley estates <333
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