Li Antonius smiled up at the dark moon above him. Its feeble light barely lit the clearing he was in, but that didn't matter. He could see just fine. He laughed humorlessly up at its inky surface, how long had it been since the humans turned the moon black? He could barely remember; and even though the lack of its silvery light no longer hurt him, it still filled him with a bitter longing for a half-remembered warmth.
He pulled his long mane of blonde hair back and tied it with a bit of old leather. His simple peasant shirt hung off of his muscled torso and tight leather breeches accentuated his perfect ass. Li adjusted himself and stretched his legs. He had a long way yet to go this night to get to Sumentia and he was looking forward to the run.
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A man stood in the center of the road and sniffed the air uneasily. He did not like the cities. They were dirty places that were filled with
people
. He finished buttoning his vest of brocade silk and tied his matching breeches.
These clothes are so binding.
He hated it, but didn't have any choice.
This particular man's name was Eron Dominus- not that he was technically a man, mind you, but that is unimportant. He tied back his wavy brown hair with a bit of silk and adjusted himself. He ran his hands down his lithe form to straighten his clothes and then headed for the city gates that lay ahead of him. What he needed was in this city- he could smell it. Any wolf would be able to smell that particular flower within 5 miles of it- the WolfSilver.
"Whass yurr bisness in Sumentia?"
Eron glared at the man who had addressed him. He was dirty, old, and his back-water accent grated on Eron's nerves. "My business is just that, my business, peasant!"
The old guard looked up in shock and blinked several times in confusion. His eyes were filmy with cataracts but even they could see the gleam of silver on Eron's shoes and cane, and the fabulous dyed feather in his top hat. "I'm soree, meant no dissrespec'. Jus' wusn't expectin' no lords to arrive on they foots, sir. No 'arm dun. Eh sir?"
Eron felt a horrible urge to lash out and kill the old fool but something inside of him resisted.
This old fool isn't worth it, and besides, he's already submitted. The coward.
He growled in response to the man's question, he was in a foul mood and he had a feeling his night was only going to get worse.
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Li walked around the circular wall of the city, laughing at it. He laughed because they thought that some silly wall with a gate could keep him out. As he circled the wall he came around to the main gate and froze on the edge of the road, out of sight, because all of his hair had just gone on end. There was a
wolf
.
He stared at the man (wolf) that was only a few feet from him. The wolf (man) tied back its hair and adjusted himself. Li watched his exchange with the guard intently and only moved several minutes after the man had gone safely inside the city walls.
I wonder if he smells it too, or more importantly- I wonder if he
needs
it
.
Li walked up to the old guard and sighed heavily. "I'm going in the city, old man. I advise that you don't cause me any trouble."
The watch-man stiffened but tried not to make any sudden movements. That tone of voice meant trouble for a lot of people- this man should not be let into the city. The old guard began to nod in agreement as he nonchalantly reached for the cord to sound the alarm.
However, Li was no ordinary man and certainly not a fool; he saw immediately what the old man was doing. "You made the wrong choice, gramps." and with that, Li snapped his neck. Li sighed in a dejected sort of way as he looked at the corpse. He got no joy from killing invalids and it really irritated him when they made him do it, but no matter.
