Jacob Black... What:
Running away... Where:
Wilderness... an as yet unkown location. When:
Morning of July 10th Status:
Closed. Continues in the Encounter Post.
(OOC: Hope this is okay, I don't wanna step on anyone's tosies!)
Its the feel of the gentle breeze on his fur that alerts him about the change in the air. The silk like feeling mimicking a soft touch, caressing him awake. The second would be the long since forgotten scent tickling his sense of smell. It was sharp and brief, barely there to begin with. Wide awake now he made no indication to move, deep inside something stirred. An ache that was pushed way back down before he could define it.
Dark Brown eyes slit open taking in the surrounding undergrowth that had been his cover for the long passing nights. His shelter in arms made of branches and leaves. the soft bed of moss, blades of silk grass and dirt. His nose twitched as the breeze became firm, pressing down on his back. There was a moment where he didn't wanna move, it was too... comfy?
Yes that was the feeling.
Time for him didn't exist in this place, his protection from the world... from what he'd left behind.