Post by drake on Jan 23, 2012 21:29:23 GMT -5
It was almost a calming effect that this mountain was having on Drake. He had always been fond of this kind of weather. The already rocky, and crumbing ground, covered with a layer of smooth, slick ice. The Normally, clear and blue sky, foggy and gray. Everything was in its finest form of abnormality, and Drake thought it was perfect. As he trekked slowly up the mountain, he started to let his mind wonder. Being in an area where he had to think constantly was beneficial to his well being. He had been on this island for quite a few weeks, and he needed some time to think. If he was going to live here any longer, he needed a plan, and fast. Being told what to do, and following other peoples orders were never his favorite past times, so he wasn’t sure if joining a pack was the smartest thing to do, but he was considerably new here, and he was going to need protection until he knew more about his new surroundings. If you took comfort out of the equation, it was the smartest move. Next, he needed to be a bit more social. Become known, and maybe make a few friends. Friends who would have his back when he needed them to, and who would be able to lend a helping hand. When he began to take over the island, he would need followers.
Drake stopped his climbing, as well as his plotting, and sat, leaning against a wall of rock. A cold wind caused his fur to shift slightly, and he sighed quietly. He had never been around many wolves, only people, and he wasn’t quite sure how to act around them. He could only hope that it would not be too hard, lest his plans would be foiled.
That could simply not happen.
Drake stopped his climbing, as well as his plotting, and sat, leaning against a wall of rock. A cold wind caused his fur to shift slightly, and he sighed quietly. He had never been around many wolves, only people, and he wasn’t quite sure how to act around them. He could only hope that it would not be too hard, lest his plans would be foiled.
That could simply not happen.