Joyeuse stretched out his front paws as far as they could go his back end sticking straight into the air as he stretched in a maner only exhibited by a feline purring as he allowed enjoyed the feel and freedorm he felt within his second form. Turning he walked gracefully deeper into the forest being sure to stay well covered should a car come down the road. having no desire to be hunted and turned over into the hands of the central park zoo. Letting his lepord's instincts take over he allowed his mind to wander as he groomed himself.
Since he'd come to America from sweadon two months ago everything had been a whirlwind, this felt like the first real moment he had to himself in ages. He felt a tiredness that went beyond his physical body and creaped into his soul, at over a hundred years old for the first time in his long life he was beginning to resent his solitary life. Sure he had people around him, a wealth of them but no one that he really knew or could say the same about him. Yawning he stretched out on the cool grass looking up at the moon, even the summoning something every shifter looked forward to on the fullmoon held little meaning to him now if it wasn't engrained in his very makeup to answer the moon's call every full turn... He had no friends, no pack, nothing but his fame. The need for something more was what finally made him agree to coming to America but he wasn't so sure allowing his fame to get to this level was wise espically when it came time to go into hiding once more. But more importantly he had a sense of impending doom, and anticipation....
COMING SOON!