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[b]Steer[/b]:
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{Walking the Dirt Road.}[/i]

He had his assignment and was heading towards it. An area of interest had possibly been discovered and Steer was well on his way to get there. As pictured, it was a lovely if not unbeaten path. Above the ankle grass lightly swayed in a warm summer breeze, the sun hung overhead in a crisp blue sky and Steer seemed to bask in it while he evenly paced forward. Sweat lined his pale white features, on part of the warm summer day and in part because of his choice of clothes, the usual blue hooded sweater and leg covery Pant-sweats as he called them. Hand stuck in the pockets of his sweater, white hair stayed placed if not a little moist from the sweat lining his brow, blue eyes peering ahead, occasionally squinting but steady as he moved.

"Hm...Forgot if there was any in-between place from here to there..."

Mind you, Steer could hunt, enjoyed doing it in fact, but cooking-camp-fire and legitimate hot home made food was never to be beat, or so he thought. Smile on his face, the whimsical Martial Artist shrugged and continued on his way. Eyes were ever vigilant. He was hoping for a place to stay and grab a bite, as evident by the words spoken to himself, but it never hurt to look out. Might see some big old elks and deer, maybe a bush lizard or cat, maybe some birds that'd leave to a nest. One way or another it was always good to ensure you had a good food source nearby and this meant both looking out for meat and random wild vegetables. Eyes to the sky, ground, then evenly set for the place ahead, a foresty looking place at that.

"Roads long but I'll make it."

Or would he? You never know what you'll find out there, during the day or night...something just might pop its head out from somewhere.

[@Griffintaur]