Mar 18, 2005 07:09
As the snow starts to melt and the weather starts to warm up, Horus can be seen running a lot more. He is seen running early in the morning and in the evening twilight. He runs from class to class. His usual brightly colored sweats have been replaced with brightly colored light shorts and tank top. His headgear varies from a bright red baseball cap, worn backwards with the name ROWAN embroidered in yellow, a knit skullcap of black green, yellow and red, and bareheaded. He has taken to shaving his head but there is a little scruff coming in on his chin which could be classified as a goatee or soulpatch. At this point it is too light to tell exactly what it is supposed to be.
On this particular Thursday morning, Horus stands outside Blackwillow with a 6' wooden pole in his hand, awkwardly going through a series of movements. He pauses at frequent intervals, his breath steaming out of his mouth in the chill April air, mouthing somthing as if he were trying to remember something, only to continue his work with the staff.
Occasionally he will pause to fiddle with the mp3 player strapped to his arm.