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Post by Wolf Heart on Feb 1, 2013 20:30:38 GMT -5
The moon hung high in the sky, like a claw slicing through the darkness. The boy walked down the sidewalk, his strait jacket's locks trailing on the ground. His golden eyes looked ahead, with anger seeming to seep from them. Wolf never seemed to be too happy, always giving straight faces to others, usually with some anger emotion screaming on his face. And now it was night, time where little to no one was out. Maybe witches and kishins, but it's not like he was out on a hunt for them. The male was just going to relax, and probably watch the stars. The school building still have staff scuffling about, so that's why he was here, at the basket ball court.
Wolf walked in, looking at the pavement. Still as crappy as ever, in his opinion. But never-theless, the bench was still there. A small smile played at his lips, as he ran his tongue of his snake bites. With slow movement, he walked across the court, his arms dangling at his sides like he were a zombie - not to offend any zombies. His necklace bounced against his chest, as his hair blew in the wind. It was nice to have his hat off every once and awhile. Of course, that was all he was going to remove. He wasn't much for changing his style.
Settling onto the bench, Wolf slowly leaned back, perhaps one would describe like an old person. Wolf heard some pops in his back, and began to relax. His hang off on his hip jingled as it fell over the side, but of course, stayed attached to him. His necklace was close to choking him, yet nothing really happened. With a sigh, he felt his chest get heavier, as he squinted his eyes, looking at the stars.
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