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Post by Abyss on Jul 4, 2023 2:24:20 GMT
[googlefont="Aboreto"][googlefont="Spectral"] [attr="class","hollowrandompostingicon"][attr="class","cp cp-aloe-vera"] [attr="class","hollowpostingnametitle"]HOLLOW There was something almost gratifying in bringing the bitch before him to such enmity. In the short period of time since the murderer had taken the heading of the pack by force, as far as he had seen, there were few who had truly stood up to her. There were some who sent disapproving looks her way, there were some who disobeyed her orders, and there were some who avoided her like the unpredictable rabid that she was. But he hadn’t recalled any moments in which another wolf had fully stood up to her, face to face, and opposed her faux royalness. Admittedly his actions towards her were partially for his own satisfaction, but there was also a perhaps “calling” of duty in which he knew must. If his packmates would not defend the honor and the ways in which the Au’Dar had lived for countless generations, than he would do so himself.
But, as fun as mocking the she-wolf for his own amusement and watching her unbridled ego grow bruised was, even the Healer had his own limits, and it seemed as though both beasts were reaching such points. The dark brute was sure that if he spent much more time in the presence of filth, he may himself begin to rot. The urge to simply flick his paw and shoo the femme away grew with every moment, which he was quite sure would only infuriate her further. Though, as tempting as such a sight was, her words struck a nerve, his lips beginning to curl just as hers had and his voice lowering to a deep snarl.
“Perhaps true loyalty is a foreign concept to you, but my pack is-”
“Uhh…..H-Hollow?......Is….this a b-bad time…?” Soft-hued honey eyes glanced just passed Akala, finding a young face peeking just behind her backside into the den. The small brown and tan male had an expression formed of confusion, uncertainty, and vibrant fear, one that caused the black and white wolf’s maw to return to its neutral state, lips uncurled and fangs put away. Hardened honey eyes stared at the young Apprentice for a few moments, his mind tossing between scolding the runt for his interruption and remaining silent. A deep but mostly quiet sigh blew from his nostrils, the irritation of all of it still ever present. Finch, a young and mostly new Healer, had a knack for always showing up at a bad time, no matter what the situation. While others at times found it amusing. Hollow found it troubling, almost annoying. Not enough to snap at the boy, though. Not this time, as perhaps his timing was more convenient than he cared to admit.
No words were spoken, Finch’s eyes flicking back and forth between Akala, the really scary Centurion, and Hollow, the just as scary lead Healer. Of course he had to show up while two of the pack’s powerhouses were at odds.
“I uh…I can…g-go…” The boy began to turn, but Hollow’s eyes closed and he spoke.
“At ease, Apprentice Finch.” The dark male considered, eyes remaining closed for a few moments. When they opened once more, his gaze was still hardened in a combination of fury and frustration, but he allowed his tone to return to a more professional state. “Services are needed. You are to oversee this task and learn from it.”
Though hesitant, the small brown and tan male lowered himself, slinking further into the den closer to Hollow to get a better angle, avoiding the gaze of the opposing she-wolf at all costs.
Hollow leaned forward just slightly, hooking the bloodied wrist of the femme with his own paw and lifting it to inspect it closer. He did not once look at her, for she herself deserved no more of his direct attention. He located the points in which he could only presume her own fangs had penetrated through the skin and allowed the calculations to flow naturally, considering what he had in storage and what is best for such wounds. He let go of the paw gruffly, turning and padding just a couple steps away to his neat shelf of herbs, glancing briefly over what he had before grabbing various plants, as well as shuffling a paw through a relatively jumbled up clump of cobwebs. When he returned, herbs in maw and a single paw lifted, wrapped in sticky webs, he stared at the she-wolf with an expectant glare.
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Post by Abyss on Apr 10, 2023 6:44:14 GMT
[googlefont="Aboreto"][googlefont="Spectral"] [attr="class","hollowrandompostingicon"][attr="class","cp cp-aloe-vera"] [attr="class","hollowpostingnametitle"]HOLLOW No words could describe how satisfying it was watching as the rage began to consume the she-wolf from the inside out. It was beyond gratifying to know that if infection didn’t kill her first, perhaps her own internal flame would finish her instead. And with a woman like this, he had no doubt that anger truly could kill.
He could see that his words were doing just as he intended, and those intentions were quite clear from the start. Of all things he could be and was, Hollow was not a liar. In his eyes, there was no reason to pretend as though you do or don’t care for someone when truly you felt the opposite, and such things could be said in this case far more than any other. Akala was nothing more than a bitchy outcast with a superiority complex who went to the extreme to get what she wanted. And that was just how he would treat her, as he would never accept someone like that as his leader.
As she lowered her bleeding paw back to the ground, he watched those resentful eyes burn into his, her voice hushed and full of animosity. Despite the clear meaning behind her words, the healer’s only reaction was the further narrowing of his eyes. She could threaten him all she wished, as her fangs could pierce her own skin deeper than her words could ever cut him.
“No. As it is, any wolf with a semblance of capability could still function, therefore your case isn’t special. Though, you would be surprised just how quickly infection can spread from the leg to the heart…if not properly taken care of.” The dark brute shifted his stance just slightly, reaching down with a paw and hooking a few leaves from one of his piles, lifting them closer to his sights and examining them. “Considering my position, I am quite confident in my ability to treat open wounds and prevent them from festering.” Pale golden hues flicked back to the femme, almost challenging. “But should you prefer, I could fetch some Apprentices to aid you. I’m sure they would be thrilled to put their amateur skills on display for their dear Centurion.” The final word was spoken sharply as a blade of grass, but the word felt wrong. It did not belong, nor did she.
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Post by Abyss on Apr 8, 2023 8:26:52 GMT
[googlefont="Aboreto"][googlefont="Spectral"] [attr="class","hollowrandompostingicon"][attr="class","cp cp-aloe-vera"] [attr="class","hollowpostingnametitle"]HOLLOW Neither his face nor body showed any sign of this, but he almost felt a chuckle coming on. "Quite the contrary." He hadn't forgotten himself at all, that was one thing he never allowed himself to do. He was the Avant Garde Healer of the Au'Dar. He had earned his position fairly and through his own intelligence, memory, and talents. Others had tried and failed, where he did not. Sure, the pack had more than just himself as healers, but he knew his value. And whether this conniving "Centurion" thought so or not, he knew she couldn't be rid of him, else she doom herself and the pack more than she already had just by being within their presence.
As she spoke her questions, a small smirk poked at a corner of his maw. Sometimes the lack of understanding in the ways of his career was quite amusing, especially when it came from one who viewed themselves as almighty. But his moment of satisfaction faded and he blinked once slowly, her questions finding unsympathetic ears.
"Yes, actually, it does." His voice hid none of the 'obviously' tone it contained, though he felt his previous smirk return at the thought that of course she wouldn't know. When he spoke once more, there was an almost sarcastic note ever present. "It would be quite the shame for the pack tyrant to fall at the clutches of infection or disease rather than some other actually noteworthy cause."
His eyes flicked downward to the wound once more, noting the fact that even as they spoke the blood continued to flow. He found it quite ironic that the same wolf who had murdered their previous Leader could easily fall victim to the binds of something as slow and pitiful as blood loss or infection. Without his help, anyway. Or she could go to some other less experienced healer. How entertaining it could be to watch some other young wolf only worsen her condition on…accident.
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Post by Abyss on Apr 8, 2023 7:03:39 GMT
[googlefont="Aboreto"][googlefont="Spectral"] [attr="class","hollowrandompostingicon"][attr="class","cp cp-aloe-vera"] [attr="class","hollowpostingnametitle"]HOLLOW A burning sensation akin to fire spread through the tall brute’s chest, the mere sight of this witch being in his den a revolting one, enough to make his stomach twist in disgust. Not even a drop of interest in aiding whatever scam this woman came to him with could be found in his mind, as whatever it was she had deserved it. Regardless of the circumstances, the severity, or the cause. Perhaps it was heartless to think such things. But of all things that he did, he could proudly say that showing sympathy or kindness towards the equally heartless was not one of them.
His gaze narrowed even further at her words, flicking down just for a moment at the leg that she lifted in his direction, more out of curiosity than anything else, as the stench of blood was strong. Indeed something had given this broad a piece of its mind, which he understood completely, though he couldn’t help but wonder…
His eyes lifted to meet hers once more, his body unmoving from where he stood. “Attacked…or self-inflicted…?” There was a trace of something as he spoke the last part, perhaps irritation, perhaps amusement, it was hard to tell. And while the question was asked mostly out of spite, it was also asked out of a desire to get a peek into that pit of a mind she had; with any luck, maybe she knew just how pathetic of a wolf she was and also felt that she deserved such things, just as he did. Though, and he would never admit it, it could also be considered a genuine question to the problem, as knowing whether this was caused by some other creature that could potentially carry diseases, or if it was merely a temper tantrum gone wrong, could hold the answer as to how to get rid of her- er, it, the wound that is.
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 9:32:30 GMT
[googlefont="Aboreto"][googlefont="Spectral"] [attr="class","hollowrandompostingicon"][attr="class","cp cp-aloe-vera"] [attr="class","hollowpostingnametitle"]HOLLOW The dark-coated brute cursed under his breath, pale honey gaze looking down almost angrily at a pile of herbs gathered at his paws. Quite frankly, the Avant Garde was over this endless drought. The constant heat, the lack of rain, the humidity. It was bad enough that the pack’s sources of prey were struggling nearly as much as the wolves themselves. But the weather wasn’t just affecting the animals, it was messing with the plants as well. Not too long ago, a plentiful store of herbs remained clinging to life amidst his den. Now they were dry, nearly brittle under the smallest of pressure. Thankfully it was only a few of the herbs, as some had been there longer than others and were more susceptible to this kind of outcome. Still, it was unfortunate, considering how difficult it had become to maintain what herbs the pack had, both within the gardens and outside of them.
Hollow sighed, gently sliding the pile of dried leaves and flowers he had separated from the rest to the side. Perhaps they still had some sort of use if he got creative, but he couldn’t be sure that they still contained any benefits in their current state. Maybe this would be his next personal project…since most of the herbs would probably dry up by the end of the season. Need to find some kind of use for them rather than let them go to waste.
Just as he began to turn, a small breeze, gentle yet still present, swirled against the entrance of the den, pushing some of the dried plants out of their piles. He went to growl, but his body paused. Something came with the wind, a particular scent. Despite his eyes being the paler shade of honey, so sweet in color, a flash of poison sparked in them as they slowly turned to the entrance. Someone had arrived in the Healer’s Circle, and the scent of this being caused the mane of fur around his neck to spike outwards.
A part of him hoped that it was merely a breeze that had made it through the forest from a distance, but he was wrong, as a shadow came into view before turning the corner. The male’s brows furrowed even further, eyes narrow and fangs just slightly poking from his maw. “Akala.” His voice was spoken half tone and half growl, clearly displeased that she was there at the opening of his den. But, something he had brushed off moments ago, he found that the scent of blood found his nostrils. But rather than scan the brown she-wolf from a distance to find the source, his eyes remained trained on her own, unwavering and unblinking, laced with venom.
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 9:11:23 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Lora"] ARTEMIS Suit of the Sanzin NEVER FALTER, NEVER LET THEM BLEED YOU OUT The thrill of the hunt rushed through Artemis’ veins as the large beast ran, her own mass clung to its rear as an extra set of weight to hold the bison down. She could vaguely hear the snapping of jaws and snarls on the other side from where she was, and though she could not see him or what he was doing, she knew that Othis was putting a plan of his own into action. The two of them hadn’t really discussed what they would do prior to heading out to track the beast down, but that was perfectly fine, as the two worked quite well together. She was sure that regardless of what he did, or what she did, they would both find a way to adjust and aid.
With another buck of its back legs, Artemis’ body swayed as the beast stumbled and lurched forward. At first she thought that perhaps it would trip and faceplant, but instead she felt a sudden jolt from the opposite side. She felt her body weight shifting and an alarm went off in her mind. If the beast were to fall, that would be quite beneficial. But not if it fell on top of her. Narrowing her eyes, the large she-wolf’s maw separated and all four legs kicked off from the bison, tossing herself off the beast. When she landed her back paws skidded, but she caught her balance quickly and ran forward as the beast also caught his balance and kept on going.
Golden eyes flicked to the side, catching glimpses of Othis going in and snapping at its legs, keeping pace with it as it ran. Her gaze turned away, scanning their surroundings for a moment. At their current pace and direction, they were going further and further away from the densite, which would be rather inconvenient when they inevitably took the beast down.
Sure of what must be done, the white she-wolf veered to the side, slowing only for a moment to pass behind Othis and to the other side where he had been previously. Her speed quickened as she ran along the bison’s side, catching up to its front. While the Ace snapped at the back legs to throw off the balance, Artemis began to leap sideways, snapping her jaws at the beast’s face. Either she would force the bison to begin turning back in the direction they needed it to go, or she would distract it enough away from Othis that he could make his move. Either way would only further their progress in their endeavor. With any luck, Othis could make it lose its balance while it was turning, which could give her the chance to slam it right off its feet.
"Speaking." Thinking. I'LL BE STILL STANDING WHEN THEY TRY TO BRING MY CASTLE DOWN I'LL NEVER BOW DOWN, HEAVY IS THE CROWN Abyss
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 9:10:36 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Lora"] ARTEMIS Suit of the Sanzin NEVER FALTER, NEVER LET THEM BLEED YOU OUT When she stopped to consider, a part of her hadn’t truly hoped for any specific answer from the pup. It was quite clear in her sights that, unlike many of the other pups who had their eyes set on their future roles and the accomplishments they intended to reach, Helva’s goal was far more broad and didn’t focus on the small details. If she was unsure of which role within the pack she would take, she supposed that was acceptable, for now at least. She was merely half a year old, afterall. While Artemis’ patience wasn’t always forgiving, in this scenario she knew that it was best to give the young one time.
Though, admittedly her interest was piqued when the young white-coated wolf spoke up, and though it seemed as though her words contained a scrap of uncertainty behind them, she still gave two potential options. At least she had gotten so far as to choose between a few rather than them all. And despite her playful jabs towards her dear “friend” in the Hearts Den, the Suitess was actually more curious about the choices that Helva spoke. A spade, or a club. As Artemis herself was once a club, it was a small source of pride to think that the young one may one day follow in her pawsteps. Perhaps she may even choose to do some training with her herself, if she should take such a path. But her other choice…she found it a tad curious. Perhaps she would choose the life of a spade simply because she was a talented fighter - clearly seeing as none of the other pups had attempted to drag her into the fray up until that point. The chance of that reasoning was far greater, though, she couldn’t help but wonder if there was another factor at play.
Artemis was not blind to the rumors that had circulated about the pups. There were those who just ignored it all and went with the story of the lone mother who abandoned them. There were some who speculated that she herself was secretly the mother, though she had never heard any actual proof found of such a theory. But the one that she heard most often, and quite casually in fact, was the belief that, if the female loner had been real, that it was her own Ace, Othis, who had sired the pups. Admittedly, at least one of Helva’s siblings did vaguely resemble the older brute in some senses, and seeing as he was one of the ones who brought the pups to the densite that day, it wasn’t an entirely impossible story. There was no doubt in her mind that, if this theory had reached any ears, it likely would have been this pup. And if she was under the belief that the Ace of Spades was her father…perhaps she believed she would be following in her father’s footsteps rather than her mother’s. Maybe this was merely Artemis’ mind becoming too imaginative. Still, it was a fun thought to consider.
“I see.” Despite the fact that she did have the small desire to explore her theory further, she instead chose a different route. “Both options appear to be good choices for you. As I was once a club, perhaps we may one day hunt together, should you choose that path.”
"Speaking." Thinking. I'LL BE STILL STANDING WHEN THEY TRY TO BRING MY CASTLE DOWN I'LL NEVER BOW DOWN, HEAVY IS THE CROWN Abyss
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 9:09:19 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Lora"] ARTEMIS Suit of the Sanzin NEVER FALTER, NEVER LET THEM BLEED YOU OUT A small smirk had crossed the large female’s maw as she watched the pup hit the ground with a thud. She almost hoped that being thrown had startled him, for had she been any other predator, he would not have been so lucky.
But, as she stood over top of him, her brows furrowed as a large toothy grin, sans one tooth, formed across the pup’s face, his chest heaving just slightly and a spark in his eyes. Had…he found being thrown fun? She could say with certainty that, of all things that she often predicted correctly, this was not one of them. A Sanzin pup finding such an action against them fun was far more understandable. But this one? Perhaps it was just the life he had lived up till this point that caused this reaction. And while under any other circumstances she may have found this amusing, she was almost annoyed.
Her head lifted and she took a few large steps backwards, stopping a few bounds away from the pup. The distance between them was a good deal less than it was before, but perhaps this would make the pup consider his actions before charging straight forward. Her body shifted, paws setting in place against the ground and her head lowering some. Her voice was quick and to the point when she spoke.
“Again.”
"Speaking." Thinking. I'LL BE STILL STANDING WHEN THEY TRY TO BRING MY CASTLE DOWN I'LL NEVER BOW DOWN, HEAVY IS THE CROWN Abyss
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 7:45:18 GMT
[googlefont="Caveat"] NAVI [attr="class","Naviclassscrollbar"] It was definitely comforting knowing that she had run into another who enjoyed looking up at the sky, and someone who seemed to like the open plains. She also obviously couldn’t look or hear past his accent, as it was similar to her own but much heavier. It was always a lot of fun running into new people who were a lot like yourself.
He stated that he was indeed from this valley, also naming and gesturing as to which pack he was from. He mentioned the name ‘Vertok’. That was the same pack the male from earlier had talked about too. Though he had been a loner, so he didn’t really know much about the packs. At least now, running into an actual pack wolf, maybe she could get a sense of direction within the valley, figure out where everything was. She was going to explore everywhere, even if she didn’t know where she was, but having a general idea would be a good boost.
But he continued, saying that he wasn’t originally from this valley, which caught her attention. As an adventurer, she always loved hearing about other places in the world she had never seen or been to before. And the idea of open plains with open starry blue skies that weren’t her own homeland? She could dream of a place like that. Then again, the place she was from was just like that. Was this guy from her own valley? She didn’t recognize him or his scent, so there was a chance that he could be and she had just never been aware of him. Or there could be another valley that was similar to her own, which she had no doubt that there was.
“My homeland’s like that too. Expansive fields, tall grasses, open skies fulla stars and colors. Never seen’a place more beautiful than that.” A thoughtful smile crossed her maw, thinking of her home. Sometimes she considered turning and heading back that way, going to see her family again, going back to her true home. But she had so many places she wanted to go, places she wanted to see. If she was gonna return home some day, she wanted to come back with an endless supply of stories to tell her family.
Her ears flicked when the brute introduced himself, and her attention lifted back to him, though her brows furrowed. “Cal..ah..vernas…” The red-furred femme tried to sound out the name, but she did struggle a tad. She seemed to focus on it for a minute, but her face shifted into more of an unbothered expression, a leg lifting and her paw swiping casually at the air, dismissing her own troubles. “Eh, I ain’t great with names, but I’ll figure it out.” She chuckled, putting her leg back down and turning back to him. “I’m Navi. Not quite as much ova mouthful.”
She listened as he mentioned that he was actually out here to hunt, which she couldn’t deny she was interested in. She hadn’t actually eaten much today…she should probably do that. And if this guy was offering…
She cackled at his words, her tail flicking behind her. “Pronghorn? A challenge? I grew up huntin’ them suckers, and they ain’t no match for me. Bring it on!” The auburn she-wolf jumped to her feet and trotted forward, nose breathing in to try and find the trail he claimed he had been following. “Where we headin’ Cavernous?”
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 7:43:39 GMT
[googlefont="Caveat"] NAVI [attr="class","Naviclassscrollbar"] The auburn-furred male went along with Navi’s naming jests, which only made her amusement and laughter grow. In truth, Navi had never actually seen a dhole or a dingo. She vaguely knew what they were, as the older wolves of her family had traveled many places and seen many creatures she could only dream of. From what she remembered, she thought she recalled both of those being two different red-ish colored canines of some sort, though she didn’t know what the difference was. Maybe Dante had seen them before? Maybe he knew better than she did, so she went along with the comment on giving more credit.
And she listened with a smirk as he then described a nickname from his puphood, which she snickered at. “D-man? No way, that ain’t even right. Least I got creative with it.” She laughed, shaking her head at the thought.
Her toothy grin tilted into a half-frown as he mentioned that he was also relatively new to the valley, though he did seem like he knew at least a little bit about the area they were in. And he did mention knowing of one pack; perhaps that was the one she had been catching hints of on the wind recently. For a moment, he seemed deep in thought, and she found herself wondering what had happened during this run-in with pups he had brought up. But then he looked back at her, and something about the little gleam in his eye caught her attention. He leaned in, the classic signal of incoming secrets. Or gossip. Whichever came first. And she was always on the search for both. So she leaned in too, ears alert and listening intently as he spoke.
Wolves with red marks? Technically the two of them could probably be considered wolves with red marks, given their fur colors, but she was certain that's not what he meant. He meant red red. Maybe it was something they decorated their fur with? She had heard of wolves doing that before, she had ever done it herself though. She couldn’t even picture what someone would use to do something like that anyway. Maybe berries? Berries were pretty colorful. Ya had to be careful for ones that were dangerous though. Then again, most berries were only harmful if you ate them. She thought. She wasn’t a plant master, so maybe there were some that could hurt you if you touch them.
Then he mentioned the trees. “Trees with red symbols…..I think I saw a couple when I got here. A few in this area, too. Figured they were probably some kinda border marks or somethin’, so I haven’t looked at em much. Think they mean somethin’?”
"Navi when she speaks." Or Navi when she thinks. Loner Female Jay | Notes [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar]margin-right:5px;width:360px;height:340px;background-color:rgb(250, 250, 250, 0.5);margin-top:-400px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify; padding: 10px;float:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border-radius: 5px; background: linear-gradient(to bottom, #743f1d, #d78653);[/newclass] [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px; background-color: #eac3ab;[/newclass]
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 7:42:19 GMT
[googlefont="Caveat"] NAVI [attr="class","Naviclassscrollbar"] Given the fact that this wolf seemed rather battered and scarred, one would think that Navi’s first instinct would’ve been to get on the defensive, maybe even be wary. But she was the exact opposite. Just from her first overall look of him, he was pretty interesting looking before he even spoke. A wolf with that many scars had to have some pretty good stories to tell, which she was always on the lookout for.
A stroke of luck on her part, this guy didn’t seem hostile. Actually he came off as pretty friendly, expressing an almost remorseful remark for if he had caused a twist in her otherwise bustling hunt, which he didn’t. “Nah, even if he had gotten away, I probably coulda caught up to’em. Gotta be fast when huntin’ them rabbits.”
Yet another stroke of luck for her, her own blatant and insensitive call-out of the scar that adorned the white wolf’s eye hadn’t set him off in any way, as far as she could tell. He almost seemed to shift the topic in an amusing direction. So maybe it really was a fun story? Or it was just a memory he looked back on with a laugh. Or maybe not. Either way, he didn’t seem angry that she brought it up.
“I can only imagine! Looks pretty rough. I bet that took forever ta heal up.” She thought just for a moment of her own scars, considering which took the longest to heal over. She couldn’t remember exactly how long each had taken, but she could only assume that the scratches across her shoulder had taken the longest. Probably somethin’ to do with like more muscle exposed or exposure to dirt or somethin’. She didn’t linger on it though.
“S’it a story you’d be willin’ to tell, if ya got time? I love listenin’ to people’s stories. Gives em more character.” She offered a toothy grin, glancing down for a moment and scooping up the lifeless rabbit under its torso and lifting it just a tad with her paw. “I’ll share ma rabbit with ya?”
It was only in that moment that it clicked in her head that she was trying to get to know this new wolf but hadn’t actually established a solid start yet. Not after almost knockin’ the poor guy out. “Oh yeah! I’m Navi, by the way.”
"Navi when she speaks." Or Navi when she thinks. Loner Female Molo | Notes [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar]margin-right:5px;width:360px;height:340px;background-color:rgb(250, 250, 250, 0.5);margin-top:-400px;overflow:auto;text-align:justify; padding: 10px;float:right;[/newclass] [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar::-webkit-scrollbar-thumb:vertical]border-radius: 5px; background: linear-gradient(to bottom, #743f1d, #d78653);[/newclass] [newclass=.Naviclassscrollbar::-webkit-scrollbar]width: 5px; background-color: #eac3ab;[/newclass]
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Post by Abyss on Apr 7, 2023 7:39:31 GMT
The dark-coated pup’s ears flattened against his head as the loner mentioned that he had never been here before. He had almost hoped that Axel knew where he was, or at least which direction to go for when he started heading home. But he couldn’t have really expected someone who blatantly stated that he didn’t know much about the packs to know where he was, much less where a pack densite was. The pup swallowed hard on the lump in his throat, glancing around himself more in search of any signs of…anything. Noticeable landmarks, wolf traces, even any clues as to where his brothers went. Oh! That reminded him!
Just as he turned his head, having completely zoned out and not having heard what the other wolf said a few moments prior, he suddenly saw the male standing and flop down into a playbow, making the pup flinch for a moment. It was initial reaction, but he didn’t run or jump or flee, though his silver eyes did go wide in surprise, mouth slightly agape, unsure of what to do or say. For a minute the thought he had just had disappeared, watching as at first the male tried to initiate play, but then laid back down to be closer to eye level. Then he had asked his question. Or, rather multiple questions actually.
“O-Oh, uh...I mean…” It wasn’t like the Vertok was often violent towards outsiders. From what he did know of the other packs, mostly from accidental eavesdropping on the adults, his was actually the only pack who were friendly to loners. He couldn’t say he knew exactly why, but either way, this loner didn’t seem threatening or like he had ill-intent.
“My pack is…pretty nice to outsiders. I…don’t think anyone would mind you being around.” He thought for a minute, trying to recall the sort of attitudes he had heard from others on their views of loners. “Some outsiders were here the other day, they saved me and-” The pups eyes suddenly went even wider than before, his gaze flashing almost desperately to the loner suddenly and his little body tensing.
“My brothers! Have you seen them? Or smelled them? Or heard them? They are around my age, one with black and red fur and the other pure white?”
"Speaking." Thinking.
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Post by Abyss on Mar 7, 2023 18:30:56 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Forum"] | [attr="class","box3"] FABLE Key: The background color of the thread title indicates what season the thread takes place during. Green: SpringRed: SummerOrange: AutumnBlue: WinterAll threads are listed in chronological order. [attr="class","itsabox2"] A Leap of Faith Mid Summer | Morning Cinders (Euph)LinkActive While out searching for Zero and Shep, who had both run off without him, Kai runs into a very young lone pup near the Mountain Spring. Concerned for her safety, Kai tries to figure out where the pup, Cinders, guardians might be. But, clearly noticing his shy and paranoid nature, Cinders instead tries to help Kai find his guardians and friends. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Is There A Plan? Mid Summer | Midday Zero (Bri), Shepherd (Burn), Dante (Jay), Timber (Bri), Cinders (Euph), Calaveras (Burn)LinkActive Out on an adventure, Zero, Shep, and Kai start to wrestle and Kai is thrown down a hill into a patch of woods. Zero and Shep follow, only for the three to find a humungous fresh carcass. A lynx stalks out from the shadows, and while Zero and Shep stand to face the large cat, Kai runs. Dante finds Kai and goes running, both Dante and Timber arriving to drive the lynx away. After the lynx is chased away, Dante runs to grab Kai, who is also found by Cinders, and takes them back to the group, where Calaveras arrives to bring the pups, as well as Timber and Cinders who wish to meet with Conri and Rieka, back to the Vertok. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Always in my Head Mid Summer | Midnight Calaveras (Burn)LinkActive After the terrifying encounter with the lynx, not only have Zero and Shep seemingly disowned Kai after he ran rather than face the big cat, but he has also been having nightmares. The day of the encounter, he vaguely remembered Calaveras offering a friend if he needed one. So, after waking in the middle of the night from one of the nightmares, Kai fumbles his way into the Rook Cave to lay with Cal and talk. [attr="class","itsabox2"] They Will Run You Down Mid Summer | Midday Axel (Zawki), Calaveras (Burn)LinkActive After being encouraged by Calaveras to try and talk to Zero and Shep, Kai goes looking for them outside of the Homecave. But he has pretty much never left home by himself and gets lost. Just when he thinks he has caught their scent, he runs into a loner, Axel, who has been wanting to learn more about the packs. After a little bit of conversation, Cal himself shows up and joins in the conversation with the loner. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! |
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Post by Abyss on Mar 7, 2023 18:30:05 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Forum"] | [attr="class","box3"] HOLLOW Key: The background color of the thread title indicates what season the thread takes place during. Green: SpringRed: SummerOrange: AutumnBlue: WinterAll threads are listed in chronological order. [attr="class","itsabox2"] The Spirits Speak Mid Summer | Morning OpenLinkActive Hollow spends most of his day out in the territory on his own, checking on the wild plants that don't grow in the pack Gardens, when someone approaches. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Something Wicked Mid Summer | Late Afternoon AkalaLinkActive While sorting through his herbs, Akala comes to Hollow's den with a nasty injury on her leg that he comes to find out is self-inflicted. And he isn't entirely sure whether or not to be disgusted that this tyrant is inside his den, or to be thrilled that he gets to watch the fearless and all-powerful Centurion ask for help from someone of whom the animosity is mutual. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! |
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Post by Abyss on Mar 7, 2023 18:18:04 GMT
[googlefont="Poiret One"][googlefont="Forum"] | [attr="class","box3"] NAVI Key: The background color of the thread title indicates what season the thread takes place during. Green: SpringRed: SummerOrange: AutumnBlue: WinterAll threads are listed in chronological order. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Leaves of the Wrong Color Early Summer | Sunset Dante (Jay)LinkActive As Navi begins to explore this new valley she has found herself in, she finds a rather peculiar tree to return to at the end of the day, where she runs into her first wolf, a male named Dante. Even after the first few minutes of speaking, she can already tell that this guy is funny and she rather likes him. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Just Like Back Home Early | Night Calaveras (Burn)LinkActive After discovering the open plains of the valley that remind her so much of home, Navi goes for a run through the meadows under the stars. And when she comes to a stop for a break, she runs into another wolf, a dark-furred male named Calaveras with a heavy accent somewhat similar to her own. The two have friendly conversation about the stars and go for a hunt. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Sole Focus Mid Summer | Midday Jay (Molo)LinkActive While chasing down a fast rabbit through the fields, Navi almost runs straight into a white-furred wolf with a nasty scar on his eye, a male named Jay. [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! [attr="class","itsabox2"] Thread Title Season Time | Time of Day Participants Ah, how shall I do it? Oh, I know. I'll turn him into a flea, a harmless, little flea, and then I'll put that flea in a box, and then I'll put that box inside of another box, and then I'll mail that box to myself, and when it arrives... [laughs] I'll smash it with a hammer! It's brilliant, brilliant, brilliant, I tell you! Genius, I say! |
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