Post by Duncan White on Jun 1, 2009 0:09:44 GMT -5
He couldnt recall the last time that they had a gathering that wasnt drowned in seriouse buisness. In fact he didnt ever think one had happened since Corliss moved in with Zak, and that was long ago as well. His face soured at that thought. Yes life was strange, dead bodies were showing up in the heart of the city...but it was out of the shifters juristriction, and they were powerless to do anything about it.
A alliance was called for between Zaks clan, and Jacobs clan as well. Not a joining of the clans, but just a agreement. It seemed for the best, seeing everyone had some human to worry about. All except Duncan. Maya was his imprint yes, but she didnt know that beneth his paler skin, rested the thick fur of a white wolf. It pained him not to exstend the invitation to her to this get together, but he knew the topics would steer to things that she wouldnt understand.
Stacking the wood into a tee-pee, he filled the space beneth it with smaller dry bits of timber, paper, and other such things to get a good blaze going. A cooler filled with venison rested paitently by the fire, along with a six pack for himself. He hated the fact that he liked the taste of booze, and often wondered if it would harm his shifted form. Snickering at the thought, he had eatten nearly a pound of chocolate will no ill effect, so booze wouldnt be a issue ither. Besides, it was just a time to lay back and enjoy compant of old friends and new alike.
A alliance was called for between Zaks clan, and Jacobs clan as well. Not a joining of the clans, but just a agreement. It seemed for the best, seeing everyone had some human to worry about. All except Duncan. Maya was his imprint yes, but she didnt know that beneth his paler skin, rested the thick fur of a white wolf. It pained him not to exstend the invitation to her to this get together, but he knew the topics would steer to things that she wouldnt understand.
Stacking the wood into a tee-pee, he filled the space beneth it with smaller dry bits of timber, paper, and other such things to get a good blaze going. A cooler filled with venison rested paitently by the fire, along with a six pack for himself. He hated the fact that he liked the taste of booze, and often wondered if it would harm his shifted form. Snickering at the thought, he had eatten nearly a pound of chocolate will no ill effect, so booze wouldnt be a issue ither. Besides, it was just a time to lay back and enjoy compant of old friends and new alike.
