"Storm Rider... pah... A title given for surviving a winter storm on the seas and again I say pah for I prefer Shifter or Shaped but this storm riding makes me sound like a fish. I only was on that ship of 6 years and I still never got comfortable to the sea. I just did what I had to to survive. Now they make me sound like a freaking water breather."
As Tresen bounded through the snow claws digging down deep into the snow not really caring for stealth. "ever since the ship docked at the harbor I have decided to take my life into a new turn with being an adventurer on the road. Until I got caught in a freaking blizzard with very little food. At least I am use to the cold and snow but I wanted to get away from all of this and now I am in an agitated mood.
"Stupid freaking idiots... arg... I probably shouldn't be acting like this but I left the north to get warm but I still can't seem to escape the cold."
After about an hour of bounding through the snow talking to him self in the form of a white wolf Tresen heard the sound of crunching snow close by which made Sen pause and listen for anything else to tip him off on who or what was walking in the snowy forest. He then howled to see what the things reaction would be. All he could tell was that the thing was no longer moving, he crouched down on all fours and slowly moved closer to what ever it was that was moving around in the forest with him (Work In Progress)
Posted: Thu Jan 12, 2012 10:01 pm