Winter’s attention changes over the table from person to person as they leave their opinions in the air. Winter had never traveled by ship before and felt rather curious on how the feeling to be on one would be, but this curiousity soon fades. Then the other option about traveling by the woods; he liked this one, since it was his “natural habitat”. He isn’t an expert in survival but he managed to survive all these four years on the loose without the protective gaze of his mother, but he could always aid the group hunting or in an extreme case, battling. Winter felt his utility would be of great valor if they traveled by foot and he could finally get back to his “natural” form, he was certainly needing a run after all the city stress he has been subdued to.
Although he felt this five manned group would bring him great adventures or even, a bond mate, he knew he could leave it anytime, anywhere and in any situation. They didn’t sign any kind of contract or made any kind of pact, as so, every single one of them there were doing it by free will. Winter isn’t the one to flee when engaged in a battle, but if he knows things are going down, he’ll certainly not want to stay to see the results.
“Woods it is.” – he declares the path he has chosen – “Bring your tents and keep your horses far from me, I tend to bite.” – Winter warns the group, wolves aren't a friendly sight to horses, in such a common sense. “I must go get my stuff in the place I slept. We shall meet in the gates.” – the group should scatter for the moment being to pack up their personal and survival objects and perhaps do last minute provisions shopping. Winter would then lift from the table and wait for the other members of the group to leave, still with an watchful gaze over the other men in the tavern. After they leave, he’d head to the lodge he had rented, pay the men the weekly lodging and buy some basic food provisions for himself and someone else who’d have need of it or forgot about it. Of course, someone else would have to carry them. |
OOC: I believe we should have started a new thread as soon as we entered "The Rearing Stallion", but, I believe our transition wasn't all that bad. About this thread, we didn't write it down for nothing I believe and we should get a lil' bit of XP, Winter managed to intimidate some when we "met". Opening the new thread, I point to Rovan, due to his awesome skills in description and else. -Close- Thread after you post Astrea and make contact an Storyteller / Domain Mod to "try" to award us some XP and judge our lil' meeting here. I believe we should add eachother to msn/skype or something to not make this OOC things again, it makes the thread ugly ;]