Post by martyn on Nov 10, 2010 13:30:30 GMT -5
Martyn walked into the small town diner and looked around. Yeah, it was what he thought, a small town diner full of older people who looked sleepy or alittle road weary. From what he could see of the town these people made they're money with lumber and with the way some of the men in the place looked it made his thoughts facts.
Martyn turned and sat a small table in the corner and pulled the Martyrs cross out of his green shirt. The room was kinda hot so he took off his leather jacket and placed it in the seat next to him. After that he emptied his hands by laying his black/tiger face motorcycle helmet on the jacket. He never really relaxed like he was right now. Maybe it was the smell in the air. No animal scents. There was a weird smell, something he had never caught before, but human drowned it out. He didn't want to be here long if this town was claimed. Wolves didn't like having other animals in they're territory, Leopards would rather just kill the big cat. Luckily he didn't smell either. So relaxing was how it went around here in Forks. Good....He needed it.
Martyn turned and sat a small table in the corner and pulled the Martyrs cross out of his green shirt. The room was kinda hot so he took off his leather jacket and placed it in the seat next to him. After that he emptied his hands by laying his black/tiger face motorcycle helmet on the jacket. He never really relaxed like he was right now. Maybe it was the smell in the air. No animal scents. There was a weird smell, something he had never caught before, but human drowned it out. He didn't want to be here long if this town was claimed. Wolves didn't like having other animals in they're territory, Leopards would rather just kill the big cat. Luckily he didn't smell either. So relaxing was how it went around here in Forks. Good....He needed it.