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Characters: Loke
Rating : SFGM
Time Period: Modern
Relative Date: Monday midday
Location: Arriving at the Castle
Status: complete
Loke had been picked up that afternoon by the helicopted, its first appereance had scared him so much that he almost wet himself in fear. But the pilot had been kind, calming the upset young man, and leading him into the flying monster, as Loke reffered to it. The first 30 minutes of the trip he had laid under the sit area in a ball od whimpering fur, shaking all over, but after a while, his curiosity took over, and he dared to sit up, and look out. He felt dizzy as he had looked out and down, his head not comprehending that they where up in the skies.
"Birds.:" He smiled a bit, remembering how he used to be envious of the flying featherballs which tasted yummy. And now he was flying like one! He had resumed his human form, embarresed, but the pilot did not seem to mind. He had just been quiet, flying on.
Loke was not quite sure how long he had been up there, because his face had been plastered to the glass most of the trip there, and as he saw the castle in the distance, he had gasped, looking out with wide eyes. "Im going there?!" The pilot had not replied to him. He had gotten scared again as they had landed, as he was sure they were going to die, but oddly enought, he had survived. He had, with shaky legs, gotten out, and the chopper had taken off behind him, leaving the pup to whimper and bolt away with his head down.
It was only a while after the helicopter had vanished, that the young wolf looked up and around, inhaling the scents around him. So different from his home. So strange and odd. But in a good way. he was excited and scared at the same time, legs shaking as he headed towards the mountain. Wait. Not a mountain, but a house! And such a really really big HOUSE!
He was a bit hesitant, wondering if the humans living there was really really tall, like the trolls at home. Perhaps it was Trolls there? He whined a bit, backing a bit away, but the curiosity hit him still, and finally he began walking towards it, hand cluching the amulet, blue eyes worried.
It was as he closed on the castle he stopped, inhaling the air. Did he smell another werewolf? His heart made a leap, and he sped up towards the entrance.
Rating : SFGM
Time Period: Modern
Relative Date: Monday midday
Location: Arriving at the Castle
Status: complete
Loke had been picked up that afternoon by the helicopted, its first appereance had scared him so much that he almost wet himself in fear. But the pilot had been kind, calming the upset young man, and leading him into the flying monster, as Loke reffered to it. The first 30 minutes of the trip he had laid under the sit area in a ball od whimpering fur, shaking all over, but after a while, his curiosity took over, and he dared to sit up, and look out. He felt dizzy as he had looked out and down, his head not comprehending that they where up in the skies.
"Birds.:" He smiled a bit, remembering how he used to be envious of the flying featherballs which tasted yummy. And now he was flying like one! He had resumed his human form, embarresed, but the pilot did not seem to mind. He had just been quiet, flying on.
Loke was not quite sure how long he had been up there, because his face had been plastered to the glass most of the trip there, and as he saw the castle in the distance, he had gasped, looking out with wide eyes. "Im going there?!" The pilot had not replied to him. He had gotten scared again as they had landed, as he was sure they were going to die, but oddly enought, he had survived. He had, with shaky legs, gotten out, and the chopper had taken off behind him, leaving the pup to whimper and bolt away with his head down.
It was only a while after the helicopter had vanished, that the young wolf looked up and around, inhaling the scents around him. So different from his home. So strange and odd. But in a good way. he was excited and scared at the same time, legs shaking as he headed towards the mountain. Wait. Not a mountain, but a house! And such a really really big HOUSE!
He was a bit hesitant, wondering if the humans living there was really really tall, like the trolls at home. Perhaps it was Trolls there? He whined a bit, backing a bit away, but the curiosity hit him still, and finally he began walking towards it, hand cluching the amulet, blue eyes worried.
It was as he closed on the castle he stopped, inhaling the air. Did he smell another werewolf? His heart made a leap, and he sped up towards the entrance.