You wake up to a storming day and I'm laying out in the rain enjoying the water off to the side of the main road, still awake and ears listening closely for footsteps.
So on that note, we will start before the pandemonium happened. Stars twinkle in the night sky. A lone werewolf howls for the rest of the pack to follow him. He's probably found some food. A dragon flew about the Red Square. I wish it would stay this peaceful.
I wake up from The rain, stands up and walks out of the house, hood back up, and scents the air, hoping the rain hasn't washed all scent away as it pours down on my head
What is OOC? Btw feather/anyone else can you please wall me: How to act in a RP, popular terms used in RP, and how you make a signup, because I'm guessing that RP signups are different. Thanks for helping me out.
That's it. I said no OCCing. Did you think I was kidding Tiggy? You've got ONE more chance. ONE MORE. We are ignoring y'alls posts after CoS. We are starting at my last post about peaceful an what not.
I pull my collar up around my face, and huddle up closer to the fire. I didn't like the unforgiving cold of Russia. I take a swig from my flask. "What are we doing here, anyway?"
I walk through the shadows as I wait for the sun phase to finish, 'soon' I think 'soon it'll be over and I'll try to find a way to make my mind clear of the past, hopefully...' I look around and watch the skies, a dragon flying in The clouds, I watch it interested in how it learned to concentrate on flying and not be scared of heights.
Oh I get it Marcus walks out of a local tavern after feeding in it's owner he looks at red square and senses a powerful force there with magnum by his side he carefully walks over there
I come up behind Tiger, "Enjoying your day?" I ask sittin in the snow. I pull out a small cup out of my coat pocket and fill it with water and take a sip.
I walk over to a person and say "hey what are you doing in Moscow?" I then just smile and wait for an answer.
I continue looking at the sky not answering Lone's question and I simply nod. I start to think of the non-stop snow session and wishes it would end, and I wouldn't look as odd, 'Black cat in White snow is too easy to spot' I think to myself quietly and twiddles my claws distractedly.
I say again "what is your purpose here in Moscow" this time with a little more of a forceful tone. I continue to stand there
I sigh as my question goes unnoticed. "Fine," I say to myself. "I'll have to find my own way. To wherever I'm going..."