Post by Akree on May 3, 2008 18:49:52 GMT -5
Night fell through the land, a full moon could be seen in the sky. It was tainted with a yellowish glow and the sky was so clear the craters could be seen. Bright white stars splattered the sky here and there. The ground was dry and crusty, black cobblestones could be seen jutting out of the dyeing earth. Dry grass could be seen here and there and thin crooked trees could be seen were no cobblestones weer found. A metal fence surrounded the area, it was rusty and looked like no one had come here for ages.
Nassier looked doubtfully at the entrance of the cemetery, the rusty fence was open, allowing for any animal to creep in as silently as ever. The light brown wolf sighted, what to do? He needed to find shelter until morning, and he had not found a place like this in all the time he had spend running around these lands. He looked back and could see nothing but trees and darkness. He shook his body for no apparent reason and began to walk towards the cemetery. He moved swiftly and silently, not making a single sound. His only wish right now was that he could have his eye back, if only to see better in this darkness, but still he had the skills of an assassin and that helped him move forward with amazing ease.
He dodged the the cobblestones and moved swiftly through the land. The dry earth felt uncomfortable underneath his paws, he was used to snow and fertile lands, not to this crusty earth. He guided himself through the cemetery mostly by sound. He would move his head franticly from side to side in order to search his surroundings and know if someone was near. Luckily his hearing has very good and he could walk a bit more easily and surely. He stopped underneath a crooked tree to rest and search his surroundings, with a sigh he lowered his head to catch any scents that might have past by. The scent of a few different canines and even foxes, he could identify. He snorted and lifted his head to search his surroundings with his vision. It might take some time to get used to walking around without an eye.
Nassier looked doubtfully at the entrance of the cemetery, the rusty fence was open, allowing for any animal to creep in as silently as ever. The light brown wolf sighted, what to do? He needed to find shelter until morning, and he had not found a place like this in all the time he had spend running around these lands. He looked back and could see nothing but trees and darkness. He shook his body for no apparent reason and began to walk towards the cemetery. He moved swiftly and silently, not making a single sound. His only wish right now was that he could have his eye back, if only to see better in this darkness, but still he had the skills of an assassin and that helped him move forward with amazing ease.
He dodged the the cobblestones and moved swiftly through the land. The dry earth felt uncomfortable underneath his paws, he was used to snow and fertile lands, not to this crusty earth. He guided himself through the cemetery mostly by sound. He would move his head franticly from side to side in order to search his surroundings and know if someone was near. Luckily his hearing has very good and he could walk a bit more easily and surely. He stopped underneath a crooked tree to rest and search his surroundings, with a sigh he lowered his head to catch any scents that might have past by. The scent of a few different canines and even foxes, he could identify. He snorted and lifted his head to search his surroundings with his vision. It might take some time to get used to walking around without an eye.