This seemed to be perhaps one of the more peaceful areas, like most didn't seem to travel here so scents were few and relatively stale. It was the type of place that he preferred over the hustle and bustle of the city. He was slowly adjusting to it though, it would take some time, but for now he needed somewhere to escape to and wallow in his own thoughts, possibly get to know this... Dementhos fellow. The incident at dinner had been a rather rude one on that wolf's part but Faolan was quick to wave it off so that he could even focus through the rest of that evening.
The gravel crunched under his weight though soon turned into lush grass as he strayed from the beaten path, his gaze had caught onto a long since abandoned tunnel system and he was more than curious. Perhaps this was the perfect place for him to get away. The young lycan whistled and old Icelandic tune as he wandered deeper inside, holding onto the strap of his worn out leather satchel that contained a few personal objects. He was in a creative mood today, like a writing and drawing kind. As to keep himself from becoming lost, he dug out a can of white spray paint to mark to his travels.
He pressed on till he felt that it was time for a rest, Faolan put his back to the wall and slid down it till he reached the floor, giving a content sigh. It was a bit dark in here but he could still see just fine and enough to where he could pull out his journal and start noting down a few things, like, what was going on in his new life here. Details of how he still wasn't quite fitting in yet, how he was noticing a few changes with himself regarding behavior, not very prominent ones, but he saw them. About the two pretty girls he had ran into... Faolan didn't realize it but he was smiling as he wrote that down. Of course his little wolf friend had to show himself and Dementhos began laughing at the lad for it. Late bloomer. At that comment Fao immediately stopped his smiling and closed his notebook so that the other couldn't see, not making a comment to the over sized canine. Eventually he broke and spilled it, he did admit that he could possibly have a small crush. For a while, the two just sat there talking and Fao was becoming more comfortable with his wolf Dementhos. He eventually stood up, grabbed a few cans of spray paint out of his bag and began creating a very... gory scene on the wall, letting his creativity go a little farther than normal.
The gravel crunched under his weight though soon turned into lush grass as he strayed from the beaten path, his gaze had caught onto a long since abandoned tunnel system and he was more than curious. Perhaps this was the perfect place for him to get away. The young lycan whistled and old Icelandic tune as he wandered deeper inside, holding onto the strap of his worn out leather satchel that contained a few personal objects. He was in a creative mood today, like a writing and drawing kind. As to keep himself from becoming lost, he dug out a can of white spray paint to mark to his travels.
He pressed on till he felt that it was time for a rest, Faolan put his back to the wall and slid down it till he reached the floor, giving a content sigh. It was a bit dark in here but he could still see just fine and enough to where he could pull out his journal and start noting down a few things, like, what was going on in his new life here. Details of how he still wasn't quite fitting in yet, how he was noticing a few changes with himself regarding behavior, not very prominent ones, but he saw them. About the two pretty girls he had ran into... Faolan didn't realize it but he was smiling as he wrote that down. Of course his little wolf friend had to show himself and Dementhos began laughing at the lad for it. Late bloomer. At that comment Fao immediately stopped his smiling and closed his notebook so that the other couldn't see, not making a comment to the over sized canine. Eventually he broke and spilled it, he did admit that he could possibly have a small crush. For a while, the two just sat there talking and Fao was becoming more comfortable with his wolf Dementhos. He eventually stood up, grabbed a few cans of spray paint out of his bag and began creating a very... gory scene on the wall, letting his creativity go a little farther than normal.