Sex: MaleAfter placing a small kiss on each of his girls' foreheads, he left Naira and her daughters behind in the den to make his rounds and simply get out for the first part of his day. He had often let Taima excuse herself from her training and duties just to relax and keep in touch with her inner self, but today he would be the one to find such release... to let his worn paws take him somewhere where the ground wasn't familiar and the everything was still strange and new... a place he had yet to memorize. The world had been dark under the cloak of night when he had left, and by sunrise his eyes were greeted with slivers of sunbeams that only shone through the clouds for a short period of time. It somehow instilled within him a new appreciation for the things he had and he had stopped along the edges of the mountain to reflect on it before the clouds began to roll in and steal the view away from him.
Never in Mapplethorpe's wildest dreams would he have ever thought of himself as some sort of "light" in another's "darkness." For the longest time, in all his previously roguish ways, he had thought of tearing down hierarchies, leading his superiors astray, killing everything and anything just to survive, and now... Now he was quite the opposite. At the highest rank over the males of Nomads Pass, the Advisor now considered himself a shining example. By his own personal, self-appointment, he was the head of Naira's Queensguard, a protector who had been bestowed the highest of honors in having Naira acknowledge him as an equal. In his wandering with only his internal thoughts to keep, it was not long before he found himself standing at the edges of a passageway that led through the mountain range stemming from either side of the Mountain of Dire. It was only then that the masked man had somehow finally saw it. Between the two tall bluffs, standing to one side just nearly within reach of the fast current that ran through the gap, M/applethorpe's tawny coat nearly shone against stark charcoal sides of Lucifer's Gorge.
He took a deep breath and he partially admired the view, knowing that even if he had been years younger than he was now, it would have been quite a struggle to travel through the canyon to find where exactly he would end up on the other side. He assumed it would have to be somewhere in the Red Fern Forest, but apart of him wasn't quite sure. It could have split somewhere in the middle and curved about to drop off its travelers in the middle of the Spectral Woods - that is, if the river had run the opposite direction. Either way, he was not about ready to find out. He had come to just take it in, to expand his horizons and see what he could see before the impending storm could send him rushing back home into the warmth of the den and Naira's side.
