Joined: Jun 2004 Gender: Male Posts: 95 Location: Wales
Tired « Thread Started on Sept 19, 2004, 9:40am »
((OOC-Ok i was fed up of waiting for activity so i started this to try and spur people on ))
Lavan, in human form, wandered through the park, the hood of his cloak pulled down, so it was difficult to see his face. he looked to the half moon light. It's quiet tonight.... he thought to himself. Then finding a large oak he sat down and leant against it, closing his eyes slightly.
Joined: Aug 2004 Gender: Female Posts: 19 Location: middle of Irland, in a meadow
Re: Tired « Reply #2 on Oct 1, 2004, 6:14am »
'ahh the park' turnes direction from wich she was walking and going into the quiet place, shana looks around while she walks and see's a form leaning agenst a tree, she has time to think 'it's in my way' when she trips over its feet and lands face down in the dirt. 'stupid! she curses and climbs back up and watches the startled figure. " 'lo," reaches out her furry paw to shake his "my name is shana, i hope i didnt mess you up when i clumsly triped over your feet" she explains