LoganDarkHolme
Lone Wolf
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- Dec 18, 2007
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he watched her, smiling, by god she was beautiful, the way her hair fanned out behind her in the morning breeze, the tight fitting clothes, she was gorgeous
Yeah, I forgot exactly where you boarded at. Even smaller world huh?"
he looked forward as they walked, more so to not just appear stupid or stalkerish, lifting his hand he adjusted the sun glasses on his face, his eyes shifting, he could hear her increased heart beat, her breathing changed, she was studing him, and he was able to keep a straight face, making it appear he didnt notice
"I work for 'We Care'...? We Care for the Future, or WCftF. Preservation of animals, mostly we work with saving endangered species.. But we rescue all animals we can. I was tracking a legend, if truth be told. Sounds silly doesn't it?"
so im considered a legend huh, gunna have to keep a lower profile now, great,
he turned his head to look at her, although he could hear her perfectly he wanted to appear as if he was paying attention
"I was told of this legendary, poacher eating panther. My boss found out, he said something to National Geographic, and they wanted in on this chance of a lifetime. No one really thought we'd find it, but we could maybe track and tag some species in the area.. and maybe we'd get lucky with this mysterious legend.
"Oh you were after Bangalash? King of the panthers," Laughing softly "and judging by the sad look on your face you didnt find him did you? naw dont worry, Banga doesnt like to show himself to anyone really...."
seeing the look in your face i am quick to clarify
"im sorry, Conall Coleridge, Poacher hunter and wildlife park ranger, i live in S. america, i hunt people who are poachers, or considered to be poaching wildlife, we where on the same boat from the small port, now Bangalash, he dont need my help, he's killed alot of poachers, which is odd, i seem to be one of few people he left alive, i think he knew i was there to help him i swear, i had gotten trapped in one of the poacher bear traps and he found me, big ole bastard, "
watching your face and the reaction my story is getting i smile as if remembering, of course i was lying out my ass but i know she would never be able to tell
"i had been shouting, i was with 3 other men that day, i knew they werent far off, christ that bastard scared the hell outta me, just.....appeared....from the brush, not more then 5ft from me, i thought i would be his next victim, but it was his eyes, when i looked into his eyes, god i sear he could look right into my soul, he came over and sniffed me, then just walked away, left me alive..."
looks to the trees, letting my eyes go out of focus
Yeah, I forgot exactly where you boarded at. Even smaller world huh?"
he looked forward as they walked, more so to not just appear stupid or stalkerish, lifting his hand he adjusted the sun glasses on his face, his eyes shifting, he could hear her increased heart beat, her breathing changed, she was studing him, and he was able to keep a straight face, making it appear he didnt notice
"I work for 'We Care'...? We Care for the Future, or WCftF. Preservation of animals, mostly we work with saving endangered species.. But we rescue all animals we can. I was tracking a legend, if truth be told. Sounds silly doesn't it?"
so im considered a legend huh, gunna have to keep a lower profile now, great,
he turned his head to look at her, although he could hear her perfectly he wanted to appear as if he was paying attention
"I was told of this legendary, poacher eating panther. My boss found out, he said something to National Geographic, and they wanted in on this chance of a lifetime. No one really thought we'd find it, but we could maybe track and tag some species in the area.. and maybe we'd get lucky with this mysterious legend.
"Oh you were after Bangalash? King of the panthers," Laughing softly "and judging by the sad look on your face you didnt find him did you? naw dont worry, Banga doesnt like to show himself to anyone really...."
seeing the look in your face i am quick to clarify
"im sorry, Conall Coleridge, Poacher hunter and wildlife park ranger, i live in S. america, i hunt people who are poachers, or considered to be poaching wildlife, we where on the same boat from the small port, now Bangalash, he dont need my help, he's killed alot of poachers, which is odd, i seem to be one of few people he left alive, i think he knew i was there to help him i swear, i had gotten trapped in one of the poacher bear traps and he found me, big ole bastard, "
watching your face and the reaction my story is getting i smile as if remembering, of course i was lying out my ass but i know she would never be able to tell
"i had been shouting, i was with 3 other men that day, i knew they werent far off, christ that bastard scared the hell outta me, just.....appeared....from the brush, not more then 5ft from me, i thought i would be his next victim, but it was his eyes, when i looked into his eyes, god i sear he could look right into my soul, he came over and sniffed me, then just walked away, left me alive..."
looks to the trees, letting my eyes go out of focus