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| Subject: .::stirring::. | |
Author: Finora [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 03:32:03 08/30/02 Fri The twin powers within her stir, both concocting various dreams, each trying to pull her to their side. A wounded wolf stands beside a fire consuming her. It does not harm her, it washes over her-healing her wounds... A heavy rain falls, sending a chill through all around her as she stands. None can attack her for the rain hurts her not. It is her rain... The two are at a standoff. Both completely black in color, though one with an inner fire and the other and inner chill. Twin flames of opposing force. They stand with the valley between them, waging a war of magic while a war of hatred goes on below. Both have become good and evil and neither. Joined with all and with none, they care not of the raining down of their magic as it washes over the two warring clans below, they are both bent on the desrtuction of the other, no matter the cost to the terrain. The wolf stirs in her sleep. Dreams haunt her, rip at her, confuse her. Convulsions of false pain shake her body. I feel you.... Something wakes her, a feeling of warmth-not of the fire but of comradship. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: eh. | |
Author: Sar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:59:36 08/26/02 Mon I lost my computer to a storm. So Sarquint and Piper really can't be played anymore. Any time soon. Try to move on without. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: La de da. | |
Author: Aynade [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 06:14:31 08/26/02 Mon She watches the exchange between Ishtar and Sarquint, curiosity kindling in darkamber eyes, wondering what the masked wolf meant... wondering at the shadows of guilt in Sarquint's gaze that showed he, at least, knew of some truth in Ishtar's words. The breeze changes, and a wintry chill ruffles the maned wolf's flamegold fur. Large triangular ears prick forward into the wind, keen nose twitching. Something's out there... somewolf... She pads on silent paws to the glen's border and stops as she reaches the treeline, looking over her shoulder at the black alpha. He said not to go off alone... "Um..." Her rich voice is hesitant, unsure. "There's somewolf out there... I think hurt, or weak, or..." She closes her mouth with a click, realizing she's rambling and feeling somewhat foolish for it. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .::return::. | |
Author: Finora [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:58:31 08/23/02 Fri Ice-freezing-burning within her-Ice-tormenting-blue flames of dead heat-Ice-Fire-twin tempers. Off a ways an adult wolf stembles ever nearer to the Forest Deep. Her fur is dark and light, black with markings of pale blue and silver. Each pawprint leaves some peice of her in its wake. The leftside drawing forth curls of smoke, the right leaving frozed bits of grass, weed, and dirt. Her pace is slow but sure, her direction never faltering. Two months. Almost there after two months. She catches a faint scent on the breeze. WindChaser She is gladdened, her heart aching to see the pups who will no longer be pups after this year of seperation. She pauses to catch herself. Two months without end, stopping only when the ground would not keep still beneith her tired paws. Eating what little she could find unwarry in the fields, the forrests, the water. Again the ground leaves her, she falls and rests. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:05:58 08/22/02 Thu She looks up at her grandfather, tears welling again in her eyes. She tries to blink them back, suddenly feeling childish for crying. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Aurore [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:04:53 08/22/02 Thu She slows slightly as she lurks on the fringes of the territory, glancing nervously in. What if he didn't recognize her anymore? What if he didn't want her? Uneasy, she stops completely, gazing in. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:03:26 08/21/02 Wed Sighing softly, WindChaser lies down with Piper still between her paws. She licks Piper's fur a little, as much to compose herself as to comfort the pup. "All wolves have to die eventually, sweetie..." She began gently, slowly. "But somewolves die sooner than others. Sometimes they get sick and die, but sometimes, well, sometimes they get killed." She does not want to go too far, unless Piper wants to know more. WindChaser does not know what happened to Brandy, but she does not doubt that it is a fate many other wolves, perhaps the masked Ishtar, perhaps others - would have in store for all of them, if they had their way. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:45:11 08/20/02 Tue Sarquint watches silently as Ishtar leaves his clan. He does not move his gaze until he is absolutely sure that the wolf is gone. When he is, Sarquint sighs, shaking his head. How long had it even been since he'd seen his eldedst daugher? Had he ever made ammends with her? He closes his eyes, head bowed, in memory of his daughter. Levi should be told, but he hasn't the means to tell her. And now there is the living to think of. Rising, Sarquint pads slowly over to Lunaia. His green eyes are soft, compassionate, and concerned for the small pup. Quietly, he lies down near his granddaughter, but not too close. After a while, he softly asks, "Lunaia?" Still curled up with her friend, Piper is none too sad to see the bad wolf leave. But when Sarquint comes over, Piper gets up, sensing maybe she should leave them be. She gives Lunay a friendly lick, and slowly pads away, eyes not quite leaving the other pup. Solomnly, Piper pads over to WindChaser, plopping down at her adopted mother's feet. Her emerald eyes look up at Windy, questioning. "Why, mum?" she asks quietly. "Why'd Lunay's momma hafto die?" Troubled, she snuggles against WindChaser, still watching the silver-furred pup. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:26:29 08/20/02 Tue Ishtar's gaze meets Sarquint's levelly. The anger and hate growing inside him for this wolf he does not let show. None here know, save himself. One day, perhaps, Sarquint will learn. But not yet. Not until it is in Ishtar's best interest. "It is unfortunate, uncle," —that, at least, he can call Sarquint— "that you care so little for your grandaughter's wishes. As I said, it was by her request that I came here. I hope, at least, you can do better for her than you did for her mother. After the torturous youth you let her lead. Did she ever even get the chance to call you father?" Ishtar makes a spitting sound of disgust. "Though I suppose you did no better by any of your other children." He holds his head higher, glancing around the Clan. "But I am no fool. I know when I am out-numbered by hostile enemies. So I will not linger." He turns to leave, stopping only to dip his head and nuzzle Lunaia. Be strong, little one. And the black-masked wolf is gone. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . | |
Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth and Aurore [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:04:17 08/20/02 Tue OOC: Eh. Sunny's going to OurWorld, so I gotta make an exit post. X_X I'm bringing Aurore though. ^_^ Walking alone in the forest, Sunflash comes suddenly upon a shimmering portal, a glowing oblong of light. Well-versed in the ways of strange portals, Sunflash warily side-steps it, making as if to go around it. And she stops. Narilsa... She turns slowly, glancing at the portal, mingled fear and excitement sending her fur awash with electric feeling. Who are you? How do you know my... name? Narilsa... Sunflash shakes her head a moment, clearing it; she glances back at the Clan, remembering herself. The portal glows even more brilliantly at this, and pulls her forward irresistibly with sweet promises only she can hear; Sunflash moves leadenly, as if chained and dragged by the magick. Mesmerized, she allows the portal to embrace her, not knowing what she is doing or where she is going. All she knows is the vision she sees before her; the vision of her sister. Aurore, walking swiftly through the forests towards the sounds of wolves, comes upon Sunflash in the last stage of her bewitchment. Startled, she leaps forward, but too late; the portal implodes upon itself with a flash of light, and Aurore skids to a halt on the bare earth. Shaken, she trots quickly towards the Clan, coming upon its borders... ...and grinds to a stop. Father is here: Sarquint! Breaking into a swift trot, she breaks into the midst of the Clan, forgetting all else. It's been so long since she's seen him! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Whee. | |
Author: Aynade [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 05:53:49 08/20/02 Tue Aynade nods in reluctant agreement with Sarquint's verdict. Why doesn't he trust her? Why does he think she's dark? She's never been to this "deathmaker clan" in her life...! Unless the gap in her memory has something to do with it? Then Ishtar pads in, and confusion flares in dark amber eyes. He's familiar and yet she's certain she's never seen him before... Who in the world...? Something's definitely wrong with him, but maybe it's just something is wrong with her. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: no idea what to do! | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:27:45 08/19/02 Mon WindChaser excuses herself from Minion and Railen, after responding briefly that she hadn't known that Brandy was around. She moves swiftly towards the pups, Lunaia and Piper, and snuffles them gently. "Poor dears..." Trying her best to ignore Icedeath's quick introduction to Genesis (gr! jealousy! whee!) she stands a little behind Sarquint's shoulder, and stares levelly at Ishtar, cold strength in her gaze. ...a DeathMaker, wanting to stay here. How could it *not* be a ploy? [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . . . | |
Author: Minion [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:47:54 08/16/02 Fri "Sarquint and Sunflash?" he asks rhetorically. The first he recognizes as Brandy's father (I don't feel like playing the 'recognition game'), who seems to be having a showdown nearby with a wolf Minion does not know. The latter name seems familiar, too. Minion smiles gratefully at the silver(?) wolf. "Thank you, sir. Who might you be?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .. | |
Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:39:04 08/16/02 Fri *Soko comes stumbling out of the woods, followed by a very smug shadow of Rak.* 'Told you.' *Soko rolls her sightless eyes, and realizes that just about everyone's here... and very upset.. She follows Rak's directions to Railen. She sits down next to him and regains her composure.* "So, who's Sarquint upset at?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Sorry for dragging Windy through a third conversation at once, Mattie. | |
Author: Minion [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:49:50 08/16/02 Fri Shifting a little, Minion considers WindChaser for a moment. He doesn't really know who this wolf is, or why he should suddenly meet her again. He doesn't know why he's here, in this valley of wolves only some of whom he recognizes. Yet all seems well enough here. The small wolf once again surveys the glen, watching the other wolves who are within sight, before finally turning his attention back to the conversation at hand. "My name is Minion, ma'am. You've mentioned that this place-" he nods, indicating the pack and the glen, "is called Forrest Deep. I suppose that you are a pack of lightwolves, but who are your leaders? And... I did not see her, but is your sister here?" Tension forces his voice to drop, hovering above a whisper as he asks the second question, though he strives to keep his tone even. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: . | |
Author: Sienna [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:29:33 08/16/02 Fri Sienna watches as Minion, Ishtar, and other wolves she hasn't seen before enter the pack. It appears that some wolves of the pack already know them, but becuase she has come to this pack from such a long distance, she has no connections to any wolf. She would like to introduce herself to some of these wolves, but before she gets anywhere, she catches the word Deathmaker from Sarquint. She stands and turns to see him talking to Ishtar. So Ishtar is a Deathmaker? What could he possibly be doing here? Sienna thinks, as she recalls Sunflash talking about the Deathmakers and their terrible ways. Out of the corner of her eye and from a distance, Sienna watches Ishtar as her mind drifts to other things. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:38:52 08/15/02 Thu She cuddles closer to Piper, taking some comfort in her friend's closeness. Everything around her seems blurred, distant. She closes her eyes, trying to make the vision of her mother disapear, but the darkness only makes it more clear in her small mind. She has been so deeply afected, in fact, that she only watches impassively as her grandfather banishes her new uncle, says he's a bad darkwolf. But I thought the bad darkwolves were supposed to be...well...bad, mean, the kind that eat pups. My nuncle was -nice- to me, said a small voice in the back of her head, the part of her mind that was still running normally. Still, she did nothing. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .. | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:25:12 08/15/02 Thu Piper, who had been playing idly with a dragon fly before her friend re-entered the pack, looks up in bewilderment at the masked wolf's announcement. Her little jaw drops– Lunaia's mother, dead? How? She thought her mother wasn't even around. Piper quickly gets up and scurries over to her friend. Her brow furrows at seeing Lunaia so... down. Getting as close to Lunaia as possible, Piper cuddles against her. "It'll be okey, Lunay," she tries to comfort, her emerald green eyes watching the other pup closely. But now that she's so close, she takes notice of the new wolf, too, Ishtar. Unconsciously, a growl forms in her throat. Something smells... wrong about this wolf. Twisted, sickly. It goes beyond any feelings she might have that this wolf is Dark, it's something she senses deeper inside of her. Something unnatural. Sarquint watches Edanya (Aynade?) steadily, and there is obviously no trust in him for the maned wolf. However, it is possible that this is another wolf the same species. Of course, he highly doubts that. He's not stupid, after all. "Very well, then," his voice is dangerously soft, "you may stay. But, for now at least, you may not go off alone. You've yet to earn my trust." If Sarquint was going to deal further with the maned wolf, it's cut short by the entrance of Ishtar. The low, inaudible growl in the back of his throat is immediate upon seeing the masked wolf. This wolf, at least, he knows a DeathMaker. (And, oh, what he doesn't know). His message, however, does strike Sarquint. Lunaia's mother dead. Brandy. His daughter. The black wolf hangs his head; the child he had never been able to protect, harmed once more. And this time forever. The second of his children to meet death. However, his grief does not blind him. His sharp green eyes quickly rise again to meet Ishtar's cold grey ones. This time his growl is more audible, and more threatening. Son of his sister or no... "You will not stay here, Ishtar," he says, spitting the name, though his voice is otherwise calm and restrained. "However, if you leave immediately, you will be permitted to go untouched. I suggest that is the course you choose. I will not have a DeathMaker free among my pack, and I will not have you influencing my grand-daughter." He does not speak his suspicions on how Brandy might have died, and who her mysterious murderer might have been. Those are things Lunaia need not hear. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . | |
Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:23:40 08/15/02 Thu He raises his head and his ears perk slightly as he recognizes one of the newcomers. Climbing to his feet, he ambles over, a glint of (what could be) happiness in his eyes. "Genesis? [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:03:24 08/15/02 Thu Ishtar nuzzles the sad, resigned Lunaia as he stands on his dark legs. Sensing the weary mourning around the child, he gently lifts her with his muzzle, carrying her back towards Forest Deep. As he enters the soft forest clearing with the small pup, he carries himself tall, apparently not caring who notices him or what they think. After all, he's not here for them. He sets Lunaia down on a soft bed of grass, looking back up to the other wolves. "This child has lost her mother," he says slowly-but-clearly. "She was murdered, it seems, and it rests twice as heavy on the shoulders as one so young—to have never known her mother and to be robbed of the chance. She has asked me to stay with her, and for now, I will." That's all the black-masked wolf says. Why should they need anymore? Despite what they might think of him, he is still the child's kin—though none of them may know it—and since her other relatives here seem too preoccupied for her, he is not. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:43:40 08/14/02 Wed She sighs deeply and sniffs again. She has no will left in her to disagree, so she slowly gets to her feet. "If we must..." she says in a quiet and resigned sort of way, suddenly sounding much older than a young pup should. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .... | |
Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:57:34 08/14/02 Wed Railen remained away from the conversation, hunched over and pawing at the ground. He listened of course, especially to this wolf Sarquint had marked as a Deatheater, but the others seemed to know each other, relation or otherwise. His silver muzzle suddenly lifted at Minion's question, black-tipped ears perking forward; that was something he could answer. "That'd be Sarquint and Sunflash," said Railen, standing up and approaching. "Chosen only recently, but they were the natural choice." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Sorry for dragging Windy through a third conversation at once, Mattie. | |
Author: Minion [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:31:04 08/14/02 Wed Shifting a little, Minion considers WindChaser for a moment. He doesn't really know who this wolf is, or why he should suddenly meet her again. He doesn't know why he's here, in this valley of wolves only some of whom he recognizes. Yet all seems well enough here. The small wolf once again surveys the glen, watching the other wolves who are within sight, before finally turning his attention back to the conversation at hand. "My name is Minion, ma'am. You've mentioned that this place-" he nods, indicating the pack and the glen, "is called Forrest Deep. I suppose that you are a pack of lightwolves, but who are your leaders? And... I did not see her, but is your sister here?" Tension forces his voice to drop, hovering above a whisper as he asks the second question, though he strives to keep his tone even. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:37:32 08/14/02 Wed Ishtar watches Lunaia with sympathetic eyes which seem, at least, quite sincere. He frowns slightly as she asks to stay here with him. "I do not think that so wise, child," he says softly. "It is not good to dwell on what is not there. Your pack will allow you to grieve. But, if you wish, if it would make it easier for you, I will return with you. Stay with you for some time and explain what happened to the others. But, though it is hard, it is important to go back. It's what she would have wanted." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:01:40 08/13/02 Tue She grins at Genesis. "It's good to see you again, sis. I've missed you too." She *thinks* Delwyn is the blond wolf... she is almost certain... but she can't be sure. WindChaser doesn't *feel* that old, for her to have grown up. She looks back to Minion. "Yes, I am Brandy's sister." There is no doubt in her voice, even though there is no blood-connection. She had always seen the younger female as her sister. WindChaser loved to love. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:00:42 08/13/02 Tue She sniffs and looks bleary-eyed up at her uncle. Go back? She thinks of everyone back at the pack, -her- pack... They would all be concerned, ask her what was wrong... And then what? She would have to explain all of...this. And she knows that she can not put any of it in words right now. She just wants to stay curled up in a little ball. She sniffs again. "Kin...Kin I jus' sday wid you fer dow?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:52:48 08/13/02 Tue Ishtar watches Lunaia with sadness in his eyes. Whether it is genuine or feigned, who knows? And when he speaks, there is a sound of guilt, and deep regret. "I am so sorry, Lunaia," his voice is soft, distant. "Bad wolves did this to her. There was nothing I could do. She's gone, little one. That is only her body. Your mother is dead." Ishtar lies down next to them, his black-masked head on his paws, and his muzzle close to his little neice. He lets her cry, he lets her grieve. She deserves that much, at least. Afterall, Brandy had been his sister, as well. And the only wolf who had acknolwedged him. Without disgust and regret. He, too, regretted her passing. He, too, mourned. Even if he brought it on. But it was her choice, he thinks dully to himself. Another neglegent mother damaging her pup." "I am sorry, Lunaia," he murmurs. "I am sorry I had to show you this. It is best, perhaps, to return to your grandfather. He will take care of you. Go back to your pack, little one." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .. | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:45:51 08/13/02 Tue Her eyes widen at the sight of her present. It was so pretty, and it was all hers! Just wait till she can show Piper! She follows her uncle, trotting happily at his heals, her mind up in the clouds. Her heart fills with happiness at the first glimpse of her mother, before she realizes that something is terribly, horribly wrong. She blinks, her little brow furrowed with confusion. "But...what's wrong?" She looks up at her uncle with wide violet eyes, a panicy edge in her voice. "What happened to her?" She wobbles forward, burries her nose in her mother's fur. It still smells like her...But why wouldn't she get up? Why? Tears now run unchecked down her face as she paws and nuzzles at the body, trying to make it move, come back to life. She mumbles senselessly through little sobs, until colapsing slowly against her mother, her tears dripping on a cold paw. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:30:29 08/13/02 Tue Ishtar smiles benignly as Lunaia comes to him. He gives her a kind, loving nuzzle. For now, Brandy is still concealed. "I am so glad you came, little neice," he speaks aloud now, but softly. Kindly. "See what I have for you?" From the ground, he picks up what appears to be akin to a necklace. It is a bright, almost glowing stone–in the shape of a moon–on a leather strap. He gently loops it around her neck, smiling down at her. "It suits you very well. One day, too, I might teach you how to use it." He looks grave all of the sudden, and a frown shadows his features. "Now, your mother..." His tone is sad, laced with regret. "I am afraid this is no good news, little heart. Follow me." Ishtar leads Lunaia away from the elm a little ways. There, spread across a mossy bed, lies the pups mother, Brandy. The blood has been cleaned from her fur, and her eyes are closed, so it appears as if she's resting. However, the deep, nasty gash across her neck cannot be missed. "This is how I found her," Ishtar wispers, hanging his head. "I am sorry, little one. I was too late. There was nothing I could do. I thought... I thought you should know." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:25:05 08/13/02 Tue She perks up considerably. If her mother was there, then it -must- be fine! She considers telling Piper and the rest to come along and meet her mother and uncle, but she doesn't want to wait to explain how she knows that they're waiting just a little ways away. She decides to bring them back to the pack, instead. Yes, it will be a big surprise! With a quick glance around to make sure no one's watching, she ducks into the underbrush and skitters as silently as she can towards the elm tree. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: . . . | |
Author: Minion [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:18:17 08/13/02 Tue Minion cocks his head, trying to figure out how he knows this wolf. "Greetings, and thank you for your welcome. I- possibly, yes, I think I've seen you before..." his voice trails off. "You're Brandy's sister, aren't you?" He asks suddenly, bordering on sharply, then winces at his own tone. "Sorry. I knew her. We were Healers, together." He pauses, not sure what to say about a complex and easily dangerous topic. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:15:07 08/13/02 Tue Ishtar smiles to himself, and speaks softly, sweetly to Lunaia through his mind. "Come, Lunaia. I wish to give you this gift. I think it should suit you well. And I wish ever so much to see you. I have no children of my own" – lie – "and I would love to meet the daughter of my sister. Come, Lunaia, I am here, beneath the elm. And..." he pauses, for more effective timing, "I have your mother with me." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Genesis [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:52:21 08/13/02 Tue She smiled up at Sarquint as he approached her and spoke to her. She had never really known him as well as she would have liked, but even that being the case... he had always been there for her... He had even sacrificed himself for she and her siblings, and... She hoped she could get to know him better. Her mother had such a high opinion of him and love for him... "Windy!" she exclaimed when she saw her little sister, trotting over to her to nuzzle her. She had practically raised her when they were alone—she, Taro, and Illusion, for that matter, as well as herself. "I've missed you, sis," she grinned, and then turned expectantly when Windy mentioned Delwyn. Delwyn. Her youngest sibling, whom she had never met. "Delwyn... where is she?" she asked softly. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:43:19 08/12/02 Mon WindChaser pads over to greet the newcomer, Minion, who seems vaguely familiar to her. She dips her head in greeting. "Welcome to Forest Deep. Do I know you?" She wastes no time in satiating her curiousity. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:22:07 08/10/02 Sat *Soko sighs, and gives up her fruitless search for Chame's trail. She hears everyone back with this newcommer, and, after taking a deep sniff, knows that there are a couple more there as well. A short cut through the woods to where everyone was would be quicker than retracing her steps. Even after the Shadow of Rak describes that way as "shadowy, maybe dangerous", it doesn't bother the young wolf. Being blind means that her world is in a constant darkness, no shadowy area would deter her from reaching the rest of the pack. She steps away from the pup's trail, and heads, unwittingly, right towards another hidden watcher.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Here goes nothing... | |
Author: Minion [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:24:35 08/10/02 Sat Through the summer forest a stranger approaches. His movement is slow, but steady- the pace of one who has traveled a distance, and feels no urgency to arrive at his destination. Light that slips through the thick forest canopy catches on his fur, highlighting the steel grays and soft browns. Minion slows as he reaches the clearing (meadow? valley? glen? what is a glen, anyhow?) where the pack has gathered. Coppery eyes survey the other wolves present. He recognizes a few, in a vague sort of way, as wolves he has seen before. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: oh, so sorry... and am leaving again, too. | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:11:50 08/07/02 Wed WindChaser shakes herself, as if she was waking from a daze. Perhaps she was, because as she looks around she notices all of these new and wonderfully familiar faces hovering close to her. And yet she'd been staring at Edanya all this time. There was something... odd... about the wolf, but WindChaser felt that perhaps the oddness was only in herself, not in any of the others. "Why, hello, Genesis, Sar, Delwyn! I am glad to see you!" She glances around quickly for Piper, but otherwise focuses on her family. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:51:10 08/07/02 Wed Nervelli studied the newcomers with vague interest. The bigger their pack the safer they'd be against the Deathmakers, she supposed. And they looked nice, most of them. Even so, she was once again content to hang back as introductions were made. There'd be time to introduce herself later, when formalities were finished. "Did you find anything interesting on your adventure?" she asks the pups, frowning inwardly. They looked rather edgy. I wonder why... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Sorry about badness of post, haven't done this RPing thing in a while | |
Author: Delwyn [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:44:51 08/06/02 Tue Delwyn nods at her father and follows him into Forest Deep. She stops and nervously looks at the other wolves, lacking the social exuberance of her pup-hood. She smiles gently at them, while carefully watching her fathers exchange with Edanya/Aynade. Since she knows little of what has been going on in the Killer Clan she watches with an honest curiosity. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Edanya/Aynade [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:13:07 08/06/02 Tue The maned wolf blinks in surprised confusion at Sarquint's words, her tail drooping at his harsh tone. "DeathMakers?" she asks, somewhat timidly, uncertainty clear in her low voice and dark amber eyes. "This is the first time I've been anywhere near here..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: la-de-da, back again | |
Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:54:14 08/06/02 Tue Padding softly for a large, adult male, the black wolf returns to Forest Deep. He has a slight weary look of one who has traveled long and far, with little rest. Behind him comes another wolf, smaller in stature, her fur a creamy gold-white and her eyes bright blue. He stops when they reach the edge of Forest Deep, and turns and smiles to the shewolf, as if to say this is home now. Looking over the clan, Sarquint's eyes almost pass over her, but his attention is quickly grabbed by the other newly entered shewolf. Their similarity, at first, makes him heartsick, but a smile comes across his face all the same as he reccognizes Small Wonder's eldest daughter. Giving the cream-coloured shewolf a little nuzzle, Sarquint moves over to the other shewolf. "Genesis," he greets with a smile, "it's been a long time since I've seen you. I'm glad you've come." He's not quite sure what else he should say; he never knew Genesis so well as WindChaser, or even Taro—though the young wolf had hated him. "WindChaser is here, too, and Delwyn," he pauses, then adds, his tone a little colder, "and Icedeath." He knows Icedeath was like her father; at least the white wolf had acted as father at least once. Sarquint glances over to where the others are gathered around Edanya, and his eyes narrow. "You'll have to excuse me, though..." Sarquint trots over to Edanya and the others, his head and tail raised high as he comes up to the red-furred wolf. This was not a wolf easily forgotten, and Sarquint had absolutely seen her before. "Hail, Stranger," he greets, but his voice has a hard edge to it. "One would wonder what you are doing here, when your place has been among the DeathMakers not far from here." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Genesis [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:49:30 08/05/02 Mon Genesis padded around the outskirts of the territory slowly, glancing about. She was home, or close to it... and it had been so long... A small smile formed on her lips when a slight breeze brought with it the scents of her kin, her friends... her past... Hesitantly, she stepped forward and into the territory to sit down just past it's border, shifting her gray eyes awkwardly down at her paws. Her silver crescent moon symbol caught and reflected the slightest hint of light, giving the impression that it was actually glowing against her soft gray and white coat. And, aside from the fact that she was so much larger and a bit shaggier, she was nearly the perfect image of her mother, Small Wonder. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Genesis [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:47:39 08/05/02 Mon Genesis padded around the outskirts of the territory slowly, glancing about. She was home, or close to it... and it had been so long... A small smile formed on her lips when a slight breeze brought with it the scents of her kin, her friends... her past... Hesitantly, she stepped forward and into the territory to sit down just past it's border, shifting her gray eyes awkwardly down at her paws. Her silver crescent moon symbol caught and reflected the slightest hint of light, giving the impression that it was actually glowing against her soft gray and white coat. And, aside from the fact that she was so much larger and a bit shaggier, she was nearly the perfect image of her mother, Small Wonder. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:55:34 08/03/02 Sat Very happy to see Piper again, she bounds forwards, but stops with a startled yip. There was a voice in her head! She looks around, confused. Presents sound good, she thinks, and it would be nice to meet her uncle... But why doesn't he come over here to meet all her friends? And where was he, anyways? She glances around the brush and up in the trees. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:54:50 08/02/02 Fri Ishtar's cold grey eyes narrow on Edanya. He doubts very much the maned wolf has suddenly converted to light. But he doesn't trust her presense here. It makes him uneasy. That can be dealt with later, though, he figures. In the meantime, he refocuses his attention on Lunaia. Perhaps there's enough commotion around Edanya to have the pup slip away unnoticed. ~Lunaia,~ Ishtar reaches out to the pup, his mindvoice strong and clear in her head. He did, after all, inherit a strong telepathy from his mother. ~Lunaia, I've come to visit you; to bring you presents.~ His tone is soft, reassuring, sweet and kind. ~I'm your uncle, Lunaia: come and see me.~ Ishtar smiles mirthlessly, only a flicker. He's made sure to keep his telepaths to Lunaia very gaurded and very private. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:49:53 08/02/02 Fri When Piper spots her friend, Lunaia, emerge from the shadows of the forest, she leaps forward, with a yip of happiness, and bounds towards her friend. But the black-caped pup stops abruptly, dead in her tracks, when she spots the big red wolf with Lunaia. Looks more like a fox, she thinks to herself. Piper's big green eyes look up at Edanya, scrutinizing. She doesn't trust this wolf. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: *wonders what Edanya's up to...* | |
Author: Edanya [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:21:43 08/02/02 Fri The tall maned wolf smirks and shakes her head at the pup's enthusiasm, then follows the little one into the glen. Ah, pups... The first sunlight that touches her orange and black coat seems to turn it to flame. She looks more fox than wolf with her triangular face and vulpine markings, but she's taller than any fox, roughly a meter high at the shoulder. Edanya's white-plumed tail waves slightly, a silent greeting to the otherwolves.  [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: *wonders what Edanya's up to...* | |
Author: Edanya [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:19:22 08/02/02 Fri The tall maned wolf smirks and shakes her head at the pup's enthusiasm, then follows the little one into the glen. Ah, pups... The first sunlight that touches her orange and black coat seems to turn it to flame. She looks more fox than wolf with her triangular face and vulpine markings, but she's taller than any fox, roughly a meter high at the shoulder. Edanya's white-plumed tail waves slightly, a silent greeting to the otherwolves. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:39:54 08/01/02 Thu *Soko quietly remains where she is as so many run to the hidden watcher, knowing that, being blind, she might be in the way.* 'Nervelli's wards have wandered off. Chame is gone as well,' the Shadow of Rak says informatively. "It sounds as if Lunaia has found someone, but, were is Piper, Rak? If one can sneak up on us so cleverly, do you think anyone else can, as well?" 'We would be able to smell them, little one.' *Soko ponders this for a little, and then begins to follow Chame's trail, hoping it will lead to the last pup. The shadow of Rak quickly catches on, and begins 'seeing' for the blind one.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:15:58 08/01/02 Thu She looks mildly indignant. "A -course- we're Light!" She hadn't liked the sound of the dark wolves. But she decides that this new wolf didn't seem so bad, even if she might be a bit slow. Not sure if they were light or dark, indeed! Lunaia grins, then jumps off through the bush and skids to a halt in front of the others. "Dere's a new wolf over there who wants to join us!" she announces importantly. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mystery Wolf / Edanya [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:31:36 07/31/02 Wed "Oh, that's quite all right..." Giving up the watching game, the tall wolf grins down at the pup and continues in a low rich voice, "I'm watching because, well, I'm a bit cautious, you see. I wasn't sure if the wolves there were light or dark ones." She laughs a little, dark amber eyes gleaming with a constant amusement. "Although you certainly seem Light..." Large ears prick forward at the sound of two wolves coming through the brush. "It appears somewolves are worried about you, little one. You might want to go meet them. I'll be along shortly. Your pack seems like a good one; I just might join them." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:14:04 07/31/02 Wed Icedeath watched the other wolves, somewhat bored. He really had no idea what to do around here and he's starting to feel rather restless. Upon earing the pup's voice coming from it, he turns and watches the brush intently. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:44:23 07/30/02 Tue Away from the comotion around Lunaia and the new, mysterious wolf she's run into, the brooke that flows into Forest Deep babbles and runs, bubbling noisily into the crystal pool there. A set of small, white paws follow the chattering water through the sun-dappled forest, knowing the flow of the water is the path that will take them home. It's been several suns since the little Piper—only just slightly bigger now, barely noticable—has left to what she figures to be her home, chasing after such a pretty butterfly. It had been adventure some out in the forest, and she had made many new friends. Including the one who is now seeing her safely home, she thinks, as she looks up in the trees to see a tawny owl sweeping silently above her, dish-like eyes watching over the young wolf. Piper's green eyes light up as the trees begin to thin and she sees the gentle clearing that is Forest Deep. "This is my home," she mind-speaks to the owl. "Very well then, little friend," the owl mind-speaks back, "we well see eachother again. Fair well for now." And the owl swoops away. Piper watches it fly away and lopes into the clearing. Her home. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: myeh, was gone, gone, gone. Music camp then Michigan. Hello again. | |
Author: Ishtar [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:29:40 07/30/02 Tue Another wolf has been watching Lunaia, whether or not Nervelli has. He is deep in the shadows, though, and cold, calculating grey eyes cannot be seen. For further percaution, he's used magick to mask his scent, and the strong scent of blood and death of that which he carries with him. It's a pity, he thinks to himself, that the small Lunaia had to run into that lurking wolf and attract attention to herself. It would have been much, much easier to lure her away before she was noticed again. He has something to show her, afterall. So the dark-masked wolf stays still, crouched in the shadows. He does not want to attract the attention of the new clan to him. No, that wouldn't do. His eyes flick down to the body laying at his paws. The limp, black-furred wolf; once bright eyes now grey and milky in death, with only hints of their former colour left, thick black fur blood-soaked. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:01:59 07/29/02 Mon Nervelli watches the bushes somewhat nervously. What did WindChaser sense? The brown wolf frowns and sniffs the air. Yes...there was something... The sudden noise from the bushes scatters her thoughts and, recognizing one of the pup's voices, Nervelli bounds after Sunflash. Ack! I should've gone after them afterall! It'd not been five minutes since Sarquint had given her the responsibility of looking after the pups, and she'd already screwed up... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:39:13 07/29/02 Mon Alarmed at WindChaser's sudden motion, Sunflash glances at the brush which the Beta is intent upon looking at. "What is it, WindChaser?" The sudden sound of voices from the brush alarms her further- that voice is a young one's voice- and she quickly advances on the brush. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: OOC: I'm baaack! yippy! | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:27:46 07/28/02 Sun Circling back to the others, she startles several brightly colored songbirds. She laughs joyously as they flit off through the trees, and races after them, watching them fly through the branches- and runs headlong into the lurking wolf at the edge of the pack. "Oof!" Her eyes grow wide as she realises what she just ran into and she scurries back a bit. "Eh, sorry, I didn't mean...I was just..." Her eyes narrow a bit as she realises how close to the pack they were. "Hey, how comes you're watchin' alla them?" The fur on the back of her neck raises as she remembers mentions of a bad pack somewhere near, and she wonders if she's gotten herself into a great deal of trouble. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Mystery Wolf still [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:54:18 07/27/02 Sat The presence in the brush stills, not breathing, not moving a muscle, dark amber eyes virtually invisible behind their screen of leaves. Silent, watching... striving to remain undetected... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:58:16 07/27/02 Sat Railen's shoulders hunched forward, feeling almost physically drained by Sunflash's explanation of the OldWays, it was a lot of information. "Yes, perhaps one day we will learn how to speak your language. Afterall, it is better to talk of the good times in life rather than the bad." Windchaser's sudden alertness brought the gray wolf back to full attention and his ears swiveled in the same direction as her's. An unfamiliar scent touched the tip of his nose and a look of suspition flickered across his face. Do you know who it is? he silently voiced to Windchaser. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sienna [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:02:42 07/27/02 Sat "Magick? I have never..." Sienna begins to respond to Sunflash's words but stops when she sees WindChaser's sudden alertness. She instinctively turns to face the direction WindChaser is in, and tries to hear for someting. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:36:50 07/26/02 Fri WindChaser gets up, shaking her fur out. "Thank you, Sunflash, for explaining it all so well," she smiles at the older fem. At the light crackle in the bushes, her ears prick up and her eyes dart towards the spot, giving away her status as a predator. Her nose twitches lightly, WindChaser has a sneaking suspicion of who might be watching... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: La de da... | |
Author: Mystery wolf! n_n [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:33:03 07/26/02 Fri The minute rustle of brush, as if touched by a wayward breeze, is the only sign of the passage of some largish creature. Near-inaudible pawsteps slow and then stop, and two dark amber eyes gaze through the bushes at the gathered wolves, sparkling with a constant strange amusement. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Let's get this started up again, peeps! | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:04:34 07/26/02 Fri The cream-white wolf stretches as Sunflash finishes, becoming quite bored with the constant talk of the OldWays. Talk, talk, talk. No one's doing anything. It's so boring! Quiet as the winter wind, which really isn't so quiet since it tends to wail and howl quite a bit, Chame pads off into the woods, nose to the ground. Where did those pups go? Maybe they'll want to play. These wolves need to lighten up, anyway. A few games oughta do it. He grins, mischief sparkling in dark brown eyes as he follows the pups' trail.  [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:43:28 07/22/02 Mon Sunflash's smile mirrors Seroko's in sadness, but there is a faint gratitude in that look as well. "You are right, of course. I think the pain is easing, and perhaps soon I will be able to use my true name and language again without pain, or speak more of my past. I hope that time is soon, for it has been too long." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:41:35 07/20/02 Sat *Seroko nods slowly as Sunflash talks about her home. The shadow of Rak becomes mournful, and lies down hearing about it.* "Feather, Teacher, and Rak talked about their home a lot. They're the last of their packs, and all their friends, and most of their families, are gone." *Soko smiles sadly at Sunflash* "Everyone should talk about their memories. It helps to keep them alive. Who knows? Maybe someday you'll be able to talk to us in your native language, and we'll understand it, and speak it back." (i'm in a type of shock that parents must feel when their kids reach certain ages unexpectedly. Feather is 5 years old, Bags and Rak are 4... i think i'm gonna cry..) [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:57:13 07/19/02 Fri OOC: Sorry this took so long to get out. X_X I haven't been able to get on for any extended period of time recently. BIC: "The OldWays themselves are a way of life, a creed that the Killers are sworn to follow. OurWorld followed the OldWays long ago, but it fell to corruption and greed, and the OldWays were lost. This world still follows them, however. "The OldWays are inherent in the balances between everything... everything you see. Every part of the land is interconnected with each other; the plants, the earth, the animals, life itself. If anything were to be taken away from the web of balance, to be killed off, the effects could... would be disastrous. It is a very delicate balance, and that balance is called the OldWays, which Kmitza taught to her children. If the OldWays are ever killed, then life itself will slowly cease to exist." Sunflash pauses a moment, thoughtful. "This happened to OurWorld, the place of my birth. The luktai of OurWorld forgot the OldWays, forgot the importance of everything to the grand scheme. They drained the magick from the land, indiscrimately followed their every whim and their growing greed. and soon, the land began to die, wasting and growing barren in the wake of the death of the OldWays. The luktai forgot the balance that they had to honor above their very lives, and forgot how to respect everything else in the land, everything else in the web of life. They did not just tip the scales of balance, but destroyed them beyond repair..." Sunflash drops her gaze, but a slight, disbelieving smile crosses her face at her next thoughts, which evidently surprise even her. "I still miss it, though; little surprise, it is the land of my birth. Sometimes I long to see it again, long to walk there again in a way Kmitza never did, and long to hear my birthname spoken again, even if it still causes me the pain of nostalgia to hear it. I long to speak my native language again with someone who will understand it... for now even I am forgetting it, with no one to speak it to, no one to speak it to me." She seems finished with her talk of the OldWays, and now is apparently lost in reminisce. Rude Sunflash, boring everyone with her personal thoughts. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:00:15 07/15/02 Mon Sunflash gazes around at all the wolves, and a faraway look glazes itself over her eyes. "To speak of the OldWays, I suppose one must speak first of the one who came here, and taught the OldWays to the wolves of this world: her children. Kmitza was a Royal of the Ruling House of another world that we, its inhabitants the luktai, simply named Our World. As the eldest daughter of the king- whom some called Sephiroth, or the Nameless One- she was the Great Princess of Our World, heir to a dying land that, having forgotten the OldWays, was being drained of its magick by luktai greedy for power. There were two other children of the king, a male and female. The second eldest was Prince Monolith... the youngest princess was myself." Sunflash's eyelashes flicker at the mention of her brother, but she seems to compose herself quickly once again to continue speaking. "A great many factors led to Kmitza fleeing OurWorld and coming here... namely her betrothal by her father to a male she held no feelings for, and her unwillingness to remain in a corrupt and dying world dominated by the exploitation of magick. Once a luktai has left OurWorld to come to Earth, they can never go back... but Kmitza did not care. She came here, met her spirit guide- the raven, Taku- walked in the forests of Earth, and loved this world. She used her powerful magick- for the Royals of OurWorld are those luktai with the most powerful of magick, Ancient Magick- to create the Wolf from her blood and body, and the Healer Clan was formed this way. The FirstHealer, Ziako, she took as a mate, and the Healers prospered. "Sephiroth would not let his heir go so easily, however. He had found the Shade Talisman, an artifact of great evil, and claimed that, using the Talisman, he could go to Earth, retrieve his errant daughter, and return with her, without passing through the Void and being purified by the four elements. The Talisman corrupted him, turned him into a being of evil. Monolith and I agreed to come to this world to warn our sister of Sephiroth's arrival, but while I came through the Void correctly... Monolith made a fatal error in the process of purification. He was twisted into a creature of evil by that error. "Sephiroth began Turning the Healers Kmitza had created. They became the DeathMakers, the creatures of imbalance, and hunted down the few remaining Healers. Kmitza intervened quickly, changing a few of the DeathMakers into Killers, and, gathering the last few of the original Healers, she changed them into unicorns. The Killers were given the task of defenders, preservers of balance, charged with counteracting the DeathMakers. But if any of them strayed from the OldWays they had been taught by Kmitza, they would fall victim to the curse of their blood, and become DeathMakers once again." Sunflash falls silent, for the moment regaining her breath (and normal function of the RPer's hands). It seems she will continue speaking of Kmitza and the OldWays after a moment. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:29:42 07/14/02 Sun *Soko hears everyone gathering around our Alpha and Beta ladies. She stands, stretches a little, and sits with them, just a little farther from them. The way Teacher, and Mother, and Feather, and even Rak had told her about the OldWays, and she was sure their idea of it, not being a true part of the OldWorld or of Everlasting; their worlds just co-existing, their ideas couldn't be the same, although they might be similar.* 'It won't hurt to listen to all views. You know that, you teach it,' The shadow of Rak says gently in her ear. "Agreed. Do speak of it to us, Lady Alpha, spread your wisdom to us who've never heard of it." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:49:25 07/14/02 Sun Nervelli watches the pups slink off, but doesn't follow them just yet. She doesn't want to miss anything of import in the conversation. Might as well join the crowd, the brown wolf thinks as everyone gathers around Wind Chaser. She's glad that they're discussing the Old Ways again...she'd only just gotten the general gist of it all when Natil had explained it, and she wanted to understand it better. Especially if it was going to govern her life from now on! Hiding her amusement at Vren, she trots over to join their circle. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sienna [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:22:19 07/13/02 Sat Sienna smiles at Railen. "Thank you, Railen. I am pleased to meet you." Her smile disappears as she becomes more serious. "Hmm... While I don't recall ever hearing of the OldWays before, the name sounds vaguely familiar. I would love to learn about them." Sienna follows Vren and Sunflash over to WindChaser, in hope of learning something of importance. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:17:25 07/12/02 Fri Sunflash greets the newcomers with a smile, and, turning to watch Vren trot over to WindChaser, follows him, sitting next to WindChaser and glancing over the Clan. "Then that is something we can do: speak of the OldWays. For they are the central path of the Killer, of paramount importance to those who follow the Light." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Vren [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:13:10 07/11/02 Thu Vren watches the pups sneak away, one corner of his mouth twitching into a smile. No matter how often they think they're unseen, every wolf in this pack has probably snuck away at some point or another, also thinking that no adults saw them. Of course, he was quite apt at it as a puppy, and no one ever saw HIM...he was much better at sneaking than the others his age, at least in his own mind. His ears are almost thrown forward as he hears one of the wolves--the newly nominated beta male, it seems--speaking again of the Old Ways. He's interested in learning about this, indeed; the pack, or clan, as it were, seems more intriguing than most he's stumbled upon. He still wants to find out more about it to make sure it's worthy of him, though. Prancing towards the beta female in his gray-shod feet, Vren plumps himself down next to her and takes the time for a leisurely stretch, then fixes the same smile on Windchaser that he did on Nervelli...the one he thinks is charming. "I'd like to learn more of the Old Ways, in that case..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:42:36 07/10/02 Wed "Of course you are welcome here, if you indeed heard the call." The gray wolf that had spoken had his pale yellow gaze focused intently on Sienna, a kindly look upon his face. His eyes crinkled as he smiled briefly at her and nodded. "Those who are prepared to follow the OldWays heard the call. I am Railen, welcome to the Killer Clan. However, if you wish to learn more of the OldWays," Railen said, tossing his head towards Windchaser, "you might ask Windchaser. I do believe she learned of them directly from the great wolf Natil, the one called us here." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: OOC: heading off to the wild north... be back in a few weeks! g'bye! | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:53:44 07/10/02 Wed Getting rather bored, she glances around to see if anyone is watching, then sneaks off to follow Piper. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sienna [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:35:16 07/10/02 Wed Sienna raises her ears to the sound of a voice directed at her, then turns to the speaker, WindChaser, with her head slightly bowed. "Hello. It seems you have been elected the new Beta Female. Congratulations on that. I am Sierra. I heard a call from far off ... I have been looking for a pack where I may stay. Am I welcome here?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Feather [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:19:56 07/08/02 Mon ok, i caught up to Zodi, and asked her why killers and deathmakers were named how they are: Zodiac says: "it's the translation into english of a long and more descriptive word... "killers" and "deathmakers" are just what they have to be called in english. but in another language, thier name means something different, something that isn't in english... but if they have any other questions, i'll be glad to explain them" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:40:00 07/08/02 Mon WindChaser ducks her head, if she was human, she'd be blushing. "Thank you, Sunflash. You are quite kind. What should we do now?" She looks towards the new arrival, Sienna, and smiles softly. "Hello? You may come closer, if you like..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:59:09 07/08/02 Mon Sunflash smiles warmly at WindChaser. "I am sure WindChaser will make a fine Beta Female." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Going to be at a music camp for two weeks. Won't have computer access. | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:35:41 07/06/02 Sat OOC: This will be sucky, 'cause I got a billion things to do tonight. Piper spots a rabbit a bit further off and, just for the instinctual joy of chase, she bolts after it. Of course, she has no intentions of hurting it. When she's stopped, though, with the rabbit far out of sight, she looks around and realizes she has no clue where she is, or how to get back... Sarquint—*sob!* I'm sorry, I couldn't think of a reason for Sar to leave! ;_; Let's just say it was very urgent... family stuff. He has enough of that. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sienna [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:55:51 07/06/02 Sat Along with a new sound of wind blowing through the trees comes the sound of slow paw steps. The wind seems to have carried with it a wolf, light brown in color. She is an adult, but has just reached that age. She vigilantly walks towards the voices of the clan, with her ears focused in that direction. Her eyes show no signs of apprehension. She heard a gathering call earlier, but now... it seems they are choosing leaders for the clan. Instead of speaking, she sits quietly where she can be seen, but at such a distance so that she is not intruding, and listens. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 23:12:01 07/05/02 Fri *Soko listens to this definition of Deathmakers, knowing it's the exact discription that Teacher gave her, but just being with Teacher and Rak opened her mind to other options.* "Teacher talked little about Sephiroth; all of her knowledge came from what conversations she had with Zodiac. What Teacher did know was that everything is in balance. Everything has darkness in them, just as they do light. It's that balance that keeps us rational. When a person loses that balance, they become irrational, destructive. 'Kill the Darkies/Lighties for they threaten our safety or our numbers'. Teacher and Rak had each other, and they balanced themselves out. Teacher was for peace and understanding. She had friends and allies within the 'darkies', and Rak was the warrior of the family; she loved to fight, but she also loved the pups, and watching them live was her happiness." *she shakes her head* "I don't understand the difference between the two, beyond the kindness shown. A killer is someone who makes death, and a deathmaker is a killer. There isn't a difference between the two." *she nods to Windchaser, and listens to Piper scamper after a butterfly* "Windchaser, you shall make a good Beta, as will you Railen. I have confidence in you both." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 22:08:14 07/05/02 Fri WindChaser smiles to herself as she watches Piper leave, utterly absorbed in the butterfly. Her own days of mischief and adventuring on her own were not that long-gone in her short memory. And there was very little danger in these parts, it seemed, except for the new DeathMakers. Chame and Sarquint snap her attention away from the curious pup and she rises gracefully to her feet. "I would be most honored to accept that position, if you would have me," she speaks not only to the Alphas but to the entire pack, bowing graciously. Half of her fills with pride, but the other half seethes with worry. Could she do it? There shouldn't be much to do - really, the others would always be here, but, what if-- no, there was no use worrying about it now. Of course she could! She'd have to. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:49:18 07/05/02 Fri Sarquint nods in agreement with Sunflash, grinning a little at Railen's surprise. "I agree that Railen would be the best choice for Beta male." Sarquint had already been thinking that, in reality. Railen carried a certain... sensibility about him, and an air of honour. Most importantly, though, Railen seemed trustworthy. "And," he continues with a small, proud smile, "I, too, believe WindChaser would be well-suited as Beta Female." His softly glowing green eyes move to WindChaser, awaiting her answer. Piper snuggles closer against WindChaser, content curled up between her paws. She listens to the others for a while, but her attention is stole by a pretty, colourful butterfly a bit away from the gathering of wolves, resting daintily on a cornflower. Piper pulls herself up, bouncing over to the cornflower. Her emerald eyes widen with awe as she gets closer to the butterfly. With all its different colours... "Hello," she says quietly, not wanting to scare it away with a loud voice. But the butterfly flutters off of the flower, anyway, and floats off further away from the wolves. Determined to make friends with it, Piper lopes after it. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:03:12 07/05/02 Fri Railen listened with great interest as Sunflash explained the history of the DeathMakers; it was familiar but the specific names his mother had never mentioned. However, his fascination with her words was whisked away as she spoke his name, emerald green eyes clearly focused on himself. It took Railen by surprise and his black-tipped ears stood forward, but the gray wolf's posture remained the same as he nodded to Sunflash. "Thank you, it would be an honor." The wave of surprise slowly subsided as he excepted Sunflash's compliment with a brief, modest smile and a respectful nod. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Ladeda. Must post more, really. Gyah. | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:35:51 07/05/02 Fri The young wolf watches and listens silently as the alphas and such are discussed. He nods with wordless agreement as Sarquint is decided upon as alpha male; certainly the black wolf commands a certain respect, almost unconsciously. Sunflash - he doesn't know much about her yet, not about her leadership abilities nor her as a wolf, but the others seem to vouch for her, so... He blinks as Sarquint says Nervelli should be denmother. Huh. She seemed like a nice wolf; he hadn't really talked to her yet, but he'd seen her go off with the pups and she seemed to be good with them. Chame glances sidelong at the somewhat quiet fem, curious. He'd have to get to know her better if she was going to be with the pups all the time. He wanted to play with the pups too! Betas? The discussion interrupts his thoughts and he turns his attention back to the conversation. Railen he hasn't met yet; he was busy talking with Icedeath when Railen entered the territory. He is going to have to get to know him a bit better, certainly. What about a beta female, though...? "I'd think WindChaser would make a good beta female," he says, then blinks at his own initiative in suggesting a beta. Huh. He is actually being serious. This is scary. Chame shifts his weight from paw to paw restlessly. He is going to have to play a few pranks to make up for this. Dark brown eyes wander over to the pups again, and he grins slightly. Definitely going to have to introduce himself to Nervelli and the pups so he can play... and maybe entice them into some mischief-making! Whee! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:28:14 07/05/02 Fri Sunflash looks at Vren, answering his question in a soft voice. "Kmitza created the Healers from her own magic, flesh and blood... but then her... our father, called Sephiroth by some, came to this world using the Shade Talisman, an object of great evil. He Turned most of the Healers, corrupting them into darkness, turning them from the OldWays. That is what the Death Makers are." Sunflash then turns her gaze to Railen. "Betas?" She glances at Sarquint quizzically. "Why, if we choose a beta pair to take the reins if Sarquint or I are ever absent, I would think you yourself would be a good candidate for the beta male slot, Railen. You seem intelligent and capable." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Vren [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:34:26 07/05/02 Fri Vren watches the proceedings with a cocked ear. He knows little about the two being nominated as Alphas, but they do seem capable, at least. Or capable of speaking well. He's still curious, however, as to what his purpose is to be here. The OldWays, however, appeal to him in a certain way; Vren isn't religious, but it seems to be somewhat unregulated. "What are the Deathmakers?" He's asking no one in particular; he merely wants his question answered. The name "Killers" seems as menacing to him as the other clan's name, though, so he's unsure whether or not the Deathmakers are meant to be an enemy. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:25:07 07/04/02 Thu WindChaser listens carefully to Piper. "Oh - they sound wonderful. I can't wait to meet them!" She looks up, agreeing with the young one. "I, too, believe that they will do very nicely." Her smile glows at Sarquint. Windy then cocks an inquisitive ear towards Railen. He would probably make an excellent Beta. In fact, she trusts him already. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:29:09 07/04/02 Thu A bit startled, but obviously very pleased, Nervelli accepts the position of denmother with a gracious smile. "I'd be honored," she says quietly. She looks around the pack again, much comforted that they are to be led by Sarquint and Sunflash. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:09:00 07/04/02 Thu Railen too joined in Seroko's chuckle, his quieter but a happy sound all the more. His lowered his gray snout to Piper's level and smiled warmly at the pup, his eyes twinkling merrily. "An excellent choice, young one." He said in a mock serious tone and low nod. "Couldn't have said better myself." Grinning at Piper, Railen winked once before raised his head again. "Shall we choose betas or can we make do without them?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:53:27 07/04/02 Thu *Seroko laughs, and even Rak can be heard chuckling behind her* "Yes, yes, they'll do. "I congratulate the two new alphas, and hope they shall lead us well, and Nervelli on her new position of denmother. An honorable job, indeed. Very good choice, Sarquint." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:24:14 07/04/02 Thu Sunflash looks faintly embarrassed at Seroko's ready list of titles to attach to her, but she recovers her tongue quickly enough. Looking at Sarquint, she lets a small smile play across her features. "I suppose I cannot refuse either," she says. She smiles slightly at Piper as she catches his attention, a warm smile. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:01:25 07/04/02 Thu Icedeath chuckles inwardly as the reccomendations for alphas are spoken. It amuses him to no end that one of the darkest darkwolves he remembered in the old clans was becoming alpha of the 'new Killers'. The old, set-in-its-ways half of his brain argues with the rational half. What if he's a spy of some sort? No, he couldn't be. He seems to have changed... But if he didn't, having him as alpha is a huge mistake. But it isn't like he didn't take care of Small and Windchaser when I was... busy. And he certainly seems nice enough now, doesn't he? But still... "I'd be happy to see Sarquint and Sunflash as alphas. If not for the previous experience and battle expertise, then for the proven leadership skills..." I'll just have to keep an eye on him. That's all. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:38:11 07/04/02 Thu Sarquint bows his head in assent and to show humility, for as Alpha, it is the pack which he will serve. But when he raises his head again, he holds it high. "Very well," he agrees, "if you would all have me Alpha male, then I suppose I cannot refuse. I am honoured by your choice. And Windy," he adds quietly, to Windchaser, "I will." This seems to be more of a personal promise, having ablsolutely nothing to do with alphaship or even the current pack. Sarquint's bright green eyes turn to Sunflash, completely returning her smile. "I believe SunflashFirewing would be a fine Alpha Female. I would be glad to have her lead with me." His smile, almost smug to Sunflash now, brightens. "If she would." He turns now to Nervelli, kindly. "You seem so caring and at ease with pups, Nevelli," he begins, "that I would ask you, if you will, to be the pack's denmother. The caretaker of the pack's pups and gaurdian when their parents—or," he adds with a smile, "as the case might be for our current pups, parental figure—cannot. The role seems well suited to you, if you would have it." How strange this almost is, completing, he supposes, his transformation from a DeathMaker. Finishing what started the first time he had looked into the eyes of the Changerwolf SmallWonder, so long ago, in the midst of battle. And he did it on his own, without the Changers' magick. If only... No, he shakes the thoughts out of his head. He can't dwell on his own, personal grievances so much anymore. It requirs, he knows, a laying down of part of your own life—which lives for you and dreams for you—to be an Alpha, who must live and dream for his pack. It had been some time since last he had held the title of Alpha. How different that was, though, to what this will be. And requiring a completely different kind of leadership. But as Sarquint looks around the Clan, he nods to himself, and is glad that, at last, he has reached the other pole. Having not been in the company of many others before she came here, Piper isn't sure what Windchaser means by 'popular'. So, instead, she just tells her adopted mother about the fish. "Dey're very pretty, 'n' have all kindsa stories," she pauses, adding after a thought, "if you listen. But mostly dey're pretty, wit lotsa golds'n'blues'n'reds! 'Specially swimmin' round in dat water. I'll take you to see 'em, momma, after all dis is done." Piper doesn't particularily notice that she's called Windy 'momma', it only seems natural to her. WindChaser is the first shewolf she's been able to snuggle against, be cleaned by, even tickled. She hasn't forgotten Zodiac, and she knows that's her real mother, she knows she's Zodiac's daughter, but... Windy was just like her now mother, and Piper sees no reason not to call her such. Piper looks back to the other pack. Her attention is especially caught when Sunflash is referred to as her great-aunt. She watches the white shewolf, mesmerized for a moment. But when Seroko calls on her opinion, she nods frankly, and says, trying to make herself sound important and serious like they adults, "Dey'll do." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:48:35 07/03/02 Wed *Seroko smiles and nods, accepting Whindy's answer.* "Well, that doesn't leave too many left. Nervelli, Piper, Lunaia, and I would make wonderful alphas, i'm sure, but we're just a little too inexperienced. that leaves you, Sunflash.." *she turns and smiles to Sunflash* "Be our alpha female, O Great Sister of Kmitza, Zodiac's Aunt, Piper's Grand-aunt. You're tied to this group though kinship, so, Guide us as well. Please?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:52:25 07/03/02 Wed WindChaser smiles again as Piper bats away her nose, so she then settles for cleaning her a little with her tounge. "With the fishies? My, aren't you the most popular kid in town! What were they like?" Her eyes dart up towards Seroko, and she seems to turn the idea over in her mind before glancing quickly at Sar and Sunflash. "That is very kind of you, Soko, but... I am a Changer. I do not know that I would be a good choice for this particular pack... I cannot explain..." She watches Sarquint as the others mention his name. "I agree with them. You would be a fine leader, perhaps one of the best... if you would stay." With a small smile that seems full of memories, she returns her attention to Piper. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:39:25 07/03/02 Wed OOC: Elder? I never really even thought about that myself. Sunny's very very old in Earth terms- she's been about since Kmitza first formed the Clans, and before that- but biologically, in Our World years she's only about three or four. BIC: "I am called SunflashFirewing of the Earth," she says; and not feeling ready to speak her birthname after long years of disuse, offers little more about herself than, "I am a Wolf of the Earth." As some wolves begin to say that they had heard the GreatOne and OldWays to only be myth, Sunflash smiles, almost secretively, but with great warmth. "The GreatOne and OldWays are not mere myth. I can speak thus because the GreatOne is my elder sister; and if she had been but a dream, then my life would have had very little joy." She turns her gaze to Seroko, listening as Sarquint answers her question, then adding her own two cents. "The Killers, as Sarquint say, follow the OldWays, the way of life uncomplicated by greed and avarice for magic. Some of you have asked what the OldWays are." Sunflash turns her calm gaze outwards, sweeping it over the forests. "If you look out over this Earth, you can see the OldWays in the balance of Nature, and the respect of all things. The OldWays are the delicate balance, the interconnection between all things and all beings; if they were ever to be destroyed, all life would perish. It is the Killers' lot to abide by this creed, to follow the OldWays; it is their curse that should they stray from that path, they should fall into darkness and become Death Makers." She smiles at Sarquint as everyone names him as a likely candidate for Alpha Male. It is an I-told-you-so expression, an almost mischievious look that reveals that not all about this wolf is wise, somber, or serene. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:59:30 07/03/02 Wed *Soko nods with the others, and the shadow of Rak stops pacing long enough to speak her choice to Soko, and Soko says it to the pack.* "We think so too, Sarquint. And maybe Windchaser could fill the other opening of Alpha. Just a thought.. "What do you two pups think, Piper, Lunaia? Think she can handle it?" * Seroko could tell that was more Rak stating it than herself; Rak loved to do that to her own alpha parents.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 14:24:42 07/03/02 Wed Nervelli nods deeply at Railen's suggestion. Really, since Natil had left, Sarquint had filled the role of alpha in her mind. "I agree with Railen," she says quietly, with diffidence. She looked around the rest of the pack out of the corner of her eye, wondering who the other natural leaders were. She knew herself well to be a follower. In fact, she was content with watching pups and following orders just fine. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:59:20 07/03/02 Wed Compelled to share his bit with this new pack of his, Railen inched forward slightly. His pale yellow eyes took in each wolf as he slowly cleared his throat. "Well, as a pup my mother always told me, 'Never underestimate how fast your prey can run'. It seems that is how we should look at things now, 'Never underestimate how fast your enemy can act'. All things considered, sir," Railen said with a respectful nod towards Sarquint, "I think we assume, for our own safety, that these Deathmakers are headed for us this very moment. So action should be taken quickly." His gray ears lowered somewhat, unaccustomed to talking in front of others. "Although I know none of you very well, I find a deep sort of...reassurance in you sir," Railen said, again nodding towards Sarquint, "and would be honored to have you as Alpha of our new pack." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: You know, Cait, Lunaia is Sar's grand-daughter. =P | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:03:42 07/03/02 Wed Sarquint nods to each wolf in turn as they introduce themselves. He smiles at Nervelli's introduction, replying, "None of us are any more than we are, Nervelli," and then to Vren, who spoke of finding a 'worthy' pack to join, "Then I hope you find it here." When Seroko asks Sarquint what to expect, besides fighting DeathMakers, Sarquint answers so the whole pack can hear. "Until the DeathMakers make some sort of offense, Seroko, we simply live. And, I think, learn to live by the OldWays. Not necessarily just by asking others what the OldWays are, but by taking that and applying it to ourselves. As for pack life, we live and work together—as friends, family, or mere associates—as best we can. Relying on one another and supporting one another." He pauses for a bit, letting everyone catch that. "Another part of a pack is ranking. We at least need an Alpha or an Alpha pair. A choice to be made by the pack. And we need to decide whether or not we think Betas are necessary. I do not think it important, after that, to continue with ranking." Piper giggles as Windy tickles her white-furred tummy and she playfully bats away Windy's muzzle–but not, of course, in a way she think would hurt her! She nods, smiling broadly, as WindChaser asks if she swam. "Made some friends wit' da fishies!" Piper turns her attention to the others as they talk and introduce themselves. She opens her mouth to say "I'm Piper!", before remembering she already did and closes her jaws again. As Sarquint talks of ranks, she day-dreams about what it'd be like to be alpha. Having all the pack looking to you and up to you and... hmmm. Maybe I'll be'n Alp'a one day, she thinks silently to herself. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: i wish school was from 3 pm til 10pm..if i keep this schedual up, my parents are gonna kill me. | |
Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 00:05:53 07/03/02 Wed *Soko nods off everyone, memorizing their voices, as Rak commits their features to heart. Rak, like Lunaia, also was getting restless, and began to pace behind Soko.* "Sarquint, if no one else has arrived, Lunaia was the last, but not least, to make herself known, and i for one would like to learn more about what the Killers do, beyond the fighting of DeathMakers. What should we expect from our pack? Never was part of a pack before, not like Rak was." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 22:48:45 07/02/02 Tue She runs up to the gathering with Piper, but when the other pup snuggles with WindChaser, she stops and looks around, uncertain of where to sit. After a moment, she plops down next to Windy and Piper. "Yep, I'm Lunaia!" she adds, when Piper introduces her. She listens intently to the introductions at first, but soon her mind begins to wander, and she glances around for a near-by stick to play with if things get very dull. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:07:35 07/02/02 Tue Nervelli watches the pups race off to the gathering with a smile. She hurries over so as not to miss anything and settles herself, after a quick glance around, by Chame. They were two of the first to arrive, and though she doesn't know him well yet, he is the most familiar. Though not shy about meeting new wolves, all of the new faces are slightly intimidating. It'll take time, she tells herself. But you can belong here. Just wait, you'll see. "I am called Nervelli," the brown wolf introduces herself in turn. "And I am no more than that." She wonders uneasily if they'll still want her if she lets them know she has no magic in her veins. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Vren [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:05:28 07/02/02 Tue Vren follows Nervelli and the pups towards the gathering, a bit miffed at being brushed off by the female wolf. THAT certainly hasn't happened before...how could she just brush him off? Just like that? She didn't even give him time to flirt! At the gathering of the pack, he half-listens to Sarquint, though really, he's also taking the time to have a look around at the female wolves there. He's not quite sure what Sarquint means about being a Killer, but perhaps he should learn; he's here, after all, for several reasons, and finding a pack he can make a commitment to is not least on the list. When the others begin introducing themselves, he listens more attentively, and finally speaks up. "I'm Vren...I've been a lone wolf so far, but I've been hoping to find a pack worthy of joining." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:35:38 07/02/02 Tue WindChaser watches Icedeath closely from across the way. She speaks up when she has a half-second of room, and says, "My name is WindChaser, and I am a Changerwolf." WindChaser laughs as Piper deposits herself between her paws. She nuzzles the pup and tickles Piper's tummy with her nose, snorting a little. Meanwhile, of course, listening to all of the others. With a light in her eyes, she asks Piper quietly, "Did you go for a little swim?" WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:38:47 07/02/02 Tue He shrugs. "Name's Icedeath. Was a Killer for awhile, a Changer for a short period of time, have been... on an extended vacation since then. Heard the call and came, look forward to working with you lot." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Ladeda. Gonna be a busy board, methinks! | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:56:15 07/02/02 Tue The arctic wolf grins, the expression accenting his youth - he's not been in adolescense long, it seems. "I'm Chame," he says simply, brown eyes flicking from wolf to wolf. "Never been here or even heard of the Killers or OldWays or stuff like that before... but I'm willing to learn!" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: i never said they were elders, just adults.. | |
Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:26:44 07/02/02 Tue *Seroko smiles as Rak tells her of Piper's antics, and takes it that this pup's the daughter of Zodiac. Rak says that the "Lunay" is the other pup. She nods to Sarquint, in reply to his answer, and turns back to the pack. the shadow of Rak starts to circle Soko again.* "My name's Seroko, but, i don't mind being called Soko. i was a pup in the Learner's, and now i am here. "The, uh, moving shadow's my guide, Raksha, better known as Rak. Don't let her appearence deceive you. Although she can't touch you, she does have a voice, and it can be loud." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:39:56 07/02/02 Tue The gray wolf listened intently, his ears focused entirely on Sarquint's words. He pawed the ground as the black wolf came to the part of becoming a pack. A pack, that alone was enough of a reason for him to remain amidst these strangers. Dipping his gray head low in a respectful gesture towards Sarquint, the wolf slowly, but steadily introduced himself as well. "I am Railen. As a pup I heard tales of the clans and the GreatOne, but my pack thought of them as little more than myths. However," Railen said, looking up once more, "I am willing to learn." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: *sigh* I still don't think Sunny, Sar, and Windy are elders. Just... adult wolves. And Windy's still even younger... *pout* | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:06:12 07/02/02 Tue OOC: Umm... just for the sake of time I'm going to assume everyone has come up to listen to Sar and stuff. If you haven't actually posted it yet, just pretend. ^_^ Sarquint turns his head to Seroko, before addressing the others. "Don't worry if you don't know everyone," he answers for Sunflash, "neither do we. That's why I called everyone together." The black wolf turns, his cat-slit glowing green eyes passing over the new Killers—stopping only a moment on Icedeath—there isn't a bad number now. Much better than when he first arrived. "We've all come here for a similar purpose," he finally says, when he's sure all have gathered together; his voice is aimiable, but commands a certain amount of attention, "to become Killers. Since you're all here, I assume you've decided to make that commitment. For those of you who are a little uncertain exactly what that means, however, I'm going to volunteer Sunflash and Windchaser," he nods to both wolves in turn, "to help. I believe they are the most qualified to explain. However, there's more to being here than just learning the OldWays and fighting DeathMakers. We must also be a pack and live as a pack. Thus far, we've been grouped off on our own a bit. So perhaps we should all introduce ourselves. After all," he says with a smile, "if we're going to live together, we ought to know eachother." "I am Sarquint," the black wolf starts, "I've had experience in the Clans, though not before in the Killers." He doesn't directly say DeathMakers, after all, he stayed in the Changer Clan for a while, too. There's no reason to single himself out as a former Darkwolf. Piper crinkles her nose at Vren when he's not looking. She dislikes how he just dismissed her and Lunaia like they weren't interesting at all. Big stupid-head. They're just as interesting and nice as Nervelli! Her attention is grabbed away, however, when Sarquint howls, and when Nervelli tells them they need to go, Piper paddles back to shore. "We'll 'ave to come back," she says, shaking the wet out of her fur, "is fun here. Hey, Lunay!" she yips, looking slyly at her friend, "I'll race ya back to da others!" She gives the other pup a toothy grin then dashes off, running as fast as her little legs will carry her. She tumbles to a stop by WindChaser, and pads back over to her appointed gaurdian. Piper snuggles in between WindChaser's paws, getting comfortable—and probably getting WindChaser wet. Her emerald eyes watch the others, and when Sarquint calls for introductions, she pipes up, "'M Piper! 'n dat's Lunay," she adds, nodding to the other, purple-eyed pup. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:41:28 07/02/02 Tue *Soko listens to Sunflash, reconizing most everyone he talks about, save for Natil, since she never met any Healers other than WindChaser once in the Learners. The shadow of Rak whispers the Killer numbers to her: 5 adults, 2 pups, 4 Young wolves, including herself. And one shadow Rak. very hopeful numbers, in her mind. Rak whispers something about Zodiac's daughter. She turns her ears to her shadow guide, and directs her question to Sunflash* "Who all is here?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:44:06 07/02/02 Tue The wolf lowered his head slightly as Sunflash answered his question, the tone of her voice naturally commanding a deep respect for this Healer of which she spoke. Natil? Somehow the name sounded faintly familiar, perhaps spoken long ago in his old pack. The GreatOne, the Healer Clan, and the Killer Clan he recognized from the myths and legends told to him by the elders of his pack long ago; but they had been little more than myths, hadn't they? This wolf before him spoke as if they were true. All will be told in good time, the wolf told himself as he turned his pale yellow gaze to Sarquint, all in good time. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:32:21 07/02/02 Tue He nods. "Ahh, more of a cold-weather mage, then. An excellent line." As Sarquint howls, Icedeath follows Chame to the gathering of wolves, staying slightly farther back than the others. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:45:37 07/02/02 Tue Sunflash turns her gaze to WindChaser, and a sincere smile spreads over her ever-young features. "Your mother and I were good friends, yes... and I am certain that as we get to know one another better, we will develop a similar relationship." Transferring her gaze to the new wolves, Sunflash greets, "Welcome to the Killer Clan..." As to his muttered question? "You were called by Natil, who is one of the original Healers created by my sister the GreatOne, and, I fear, one of the last of his kind; a great voice of goodness and purity." As Sarquint calls, Sunflash scans the arriving wolves with interest. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Wow, so many posts! | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 06:56:50 07/02/02 Tue "Wintermage, actually," the young arctic wolf replies. "You know - ice, snow, north winds, that sort of thing. Well, wintermage-in-training, anyway..." Chame grins a little sheepishly. "I left my pack before I was fully trained." His ears prick at Sarquint's howl and he twists his head around to look at the black wolf, then shrugs. "I think we're supposed to gather over there. See you in a bit." With that, he trots over to Sarquint where the rest of the wolves are also gathering. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:02:50 07/01/02 Mon "Well, welcome to our small clan Vren," Nervelli says with a smile while continuing to splash around with the pups. "This is Piper and Lunaia, and I'm Nervelli. The elders are up there - " She nods her head towards them. " - and they are all very pleasant. I, however - " she grins and bares her sharp canines. " - am not." With that she dunks again and when she comes up she addresses the pups: "Looks like they want us up there. We'd better go." She starts to wade for the shore, a bit disappointed their swim had to end so soon. The water was so enjoyable. "You'll probably want to come too," she adds to Vren offhandedly as she shakes her fur dry and licks her coat clean. "It'd be a good chance to introduce yourself to everyone. There'll surely be a place for you in the KC, as we need everyone we can get if we are to survive and keep the DeathMakers at bay." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:49:53 07/01/02 Mon Her eyes widen as she hears Sarquint's howl. "Does 'at mean we gotta go up there, too?" she asks Nervelli as she paddles a bit closer to the bank. She wanted to keep playing with her new friends, but the mystery of 'grown-up talk' had a certain alure, as well. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:21:11 07/01/02 Mon * Wincing from the closeness of the howl, Seroko gets up and takes a few steps closer, her shadow guide circling her, whispering of what's happening. She sits down and listens for everyone else to arrive as well.* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:09:31 07/01/02 Mon The wolf cocked his shaggy gray head to the side, clearly confused, but somehow he was willing to except the fact that magic often worked in ways beyond his comprehension. "Called here by whom?" He murmured quietly to himself as one of his gray ears flickered briefly towards the female wolf that sat near him and he nodded. Finally he heaved a heavy sigh and sat back on his haunches. Talk of leadership and calling all 'the wolves' together, it was all a mystery to him. But somehow the black wolf that had addressed him seemed a reassurance, although the reasons for his feeling this had yet to be discovered. Then again, he reminded himself once more, magic had strange ways of working. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:04:07 07/01/02 Mon Sarquint throws Windy a concerned, "are you going to be okay?" look, as he feels a swelling urge to go, oh, don't know, dismember Icedeath. How could Icedeath not even greet his own daughter? Nodding, Sarquint howls to get the attention of the other wolves and get them to gather together. (Um, I didn't know how else to do it... wow, lotsa fluff in this post). [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:58:06 07/01/02 Mon WindChaser's eyes open a little wider. "Well, I see no reason not to, Sar. It might be a rather good idea, what with everyone only meeting a few people at a time and such. Oh, yes, good for organization, too, like you both were speaking of." She smiles. "I really should just stop talking." With another surreptious glance at Icedeath, she tries to make sense of their new numbers, meanwhile obviously letting one of the elders 'call them together', as she has no idea how it might be done. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:56:39 07/01/02 Mon *Seroko nods in reply to Sarquint, and quietly waits* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Vren [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:46:09 07/01/02 Mon Vren's eyes crinkle with amusement at the pup speaking to him. "Hello, there," he says. His voice is perfectly amiable, if somewhat condescending; Piper's only a pup, after all, and there are more interesting things in this pack than pups, even if they ARE cute. The smile reappearing once more, he directs his gaze back up at Nervelli. "Pleasure to meet you, my dear...I'm Vren, and if the rest of the pack is as pleasant as you seem to be, perhaps I could stay here for some time." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Such a terrible post I'm ashamed of it. | |
Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:36:23 07/01/02 Mon Sarquint nods in assent that decisions should be made by the pack, not by the two of them. Of course, he hadn't been suggesting that in the first place. He looks around the pack, assessing all here, now that more have come. Does everyone even know eachother? Nobody's really grouped the wolves together... "Perhaps," Sarquint suggests, "we should call the wolves together. I doubt everyone knows eachother. I know I do not know everyone here. Then we can see what should be done about leadership here." He looks over to WindChaser, sensing her feelings and trying to draw her into the conversation a little. "You've been here the longest now, haven't you? Do you think we should call all the wolves together?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:35:34 07/01/02 Mon *Soko twists her ears towards this newest newcommer, before turning a blind stare at him; the shadow begins to get restless, and starts to pace in front of the her* "I'm not for certain, but i think they're deciding something. Best wait here with me; they'll see to us in due time, i hope." *She sits down as the shadow begins its whispering-mutter, something about the lack of interest while it paces* [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Railen [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:13:31 07/01/02 Mon It was the slow rustling of a very deliberate beast in the bushes nearby that brought the newest arrival. Pointed gray ears, the tips black, shone briefly in a patch of sunlight before vanishing below the cover of another bush again. Finally the lone wolf stepped from his hiding place and into the clearing already crowded with many others. Fur of gray with a thin coat of brown and black gleamed brightly as the wolf moved into the sunlight, his pale yellow eyes staring curiously at the others. The shiny silver furs that intermixed with the white ones along his muzzle marked him as older of age, but not elderly. His chest was heaving slightly as if he had run a great distance in a short period of time. Taking a step forward, the stranger shook his head perplexed sort of fashion. "I am afraid I know none of you, how is it that I was called? For I know it was from here that the voice came." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:18:36 07/01/02 Mon Somewhat sheepishly, WindChaser half creeps towards Sar (oops! almost wrote sar-n-small) and Sunflash. She positions herself so that they fill up all of her lines of sight, and then dips her head in greeting to the older WOTE. "Hello, Sunflash. I am glad to see that you are here. You were a good and true friend of my mother's (I think), and I hope that someday you will be able to trust me as you do her." She then moves back and seems content to listen, not feeling like she is invading them at all, as she might at some other time. Windy sends Sar a glance that almost says - please just let me sit here a moment. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:18:43 07/01/02 Mon He shrugs. "I lived in the north for a long time, but I don't really know where I am from. And you? I sense the spirits of cold within you. Are you an ice magi?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: x.x Tired. Post will be crappy. Lo siento. | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:22:56 07/01/02 Mon He grins at Icedeath's comments about stumbling over words and remains quiet until the older wolf finishes. "Oh, well, okay." The arctic wolf tilts his head, ears pricked, looking at the other canine curiously. "Are you from the northlands?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Seroko, and Rak [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 15:51:30 07/01/02 Mon *a near 2 year old dusty silver wolf walks gracefully, if not cautiously, out of the surrounding woods, and, it appears, talking to herself.* "Yes, i know you felt the pull, but i heard the call, and i'm going to go where i feel needed." *a very quiet whisper might be heard..* "Yes, yes, i know you think you know best, but i've never met any of those like you, Rak. They never visited the old Learners; all i know of them is that they can be dangerous, and i would rather face dangerous creatures with both eyes seeing, so you will note that i won't be doing that in this lifetime." *there is a quiet sort of a mumble-whisper, and a dark shadow bounds in front of the wolf, whispering as it goes, seemingly guiding her, for she doesn't step on anything in her path. This continues until she's a few feet away from Sarquint and Sunflash, the shadow of Rak whispering to her of who's all there..* "Um, excuse me, i'm Seroko. i heard the call.." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 12:12:35 07/01/02 Mon The elder wolf smiles slightly at Chame. "You stumble over your words more often than I stumble over my weak old paws, lad. Slow down a bit. To answer your question, yes, I was with the Killers at one point. A long... long time ago." His eyes seem to glaze over a little more as he appears to stare into space. "And I was with the Changers for a short time as well, for... Reasons which have no relevance now, anyway. Please excuse me, I do tend to ramble. And, this is my first time in this forest, or even this area. If I had known the place," he grins "I wouldn't have gotten lost on the way." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:40:46 07/01/02 Mon "Oh," Piper says thoughtfully as she paddles in the cool water. She's quiet for some time, and it can be inferred from her furrled little brow that she's concentrating on what Nervelli said, trying to make sense of it. Hunting isn't killing because they have to hunt, or they'll die because they'll starve. But doesn't their prey die, too? But I dun wanna die, Piper thinks, but I dun wanna haffa kill some'in else to live. But I gotta live. The last thought, she knows, wasn't entirely her conscious mind. It was the instinct deep inside of her. The instinct of all living creatures, to survive. "We shoul' be thankful, den," Piper finally says, "'cause dey gotta die so we can live. But one day we'll die, too..." Piper pauses, trailing off. She stares into the depths of the pool, watching the sunlight reflect into its crystal depths. So strange, and so beautiful is this world. But when she looks back up and sees Lunaia, though still deeply troubled and unsure of all of this, the playfulness and mischief of a pup re-enters her. She plunges herself under water, and swims best she can submerged—fighting the upwards tug—to the other pup, and boings up behind her, sending off huge waves. Grinning and laughing, she suddenly notices the new wolf among them: Vren. Her green eyes peer up at him from behind Lunaia, but he seems friendly enough! "'Iya!" she chirps. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 11:21:58 07/01/02 Mon Laughing, Nervelli wades into the water with the pups. She lowers her head to lap some of the refreshing liquid up. It sparkles so, she feels like she's drinking sunlight, or a summer breeze. The waterbugs all skate away from the three and she feels sad for some reason. "I don't know why we have to kill," she answers the pups soberly, "We hunt to eat, but that isn't really killing. Well, I mean, we only take what me need. We respect our prey. I guess that's the Balance Natil was talking about." She looks thoughtful. "We kill other wolves sometimes because they're bad and they try to harm us. And because they don't respect the Balance?" She tilts her head to the side. "Does that make sense at all? I don't explain things very well." She takes a few steps forward to deeper water and dunks under, surfacing in time to see Vren's entrance. "Hello," she says amiably. He's got his share of self confidence, she thinks, a bit amused. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:01:12 07/01/02 Mon Leadership. It's a word Sunflash is not unfamiliar as, being royalty twice over and a once Alpha of the Killer Clan. And the daughter of Zodiac? That would explain the familiar scent. Sunflash's eyes soften at her great-neice, before they turn back to Sarquint. "Experience. Knowledge." She meets his eyes. "Don't you fit that bill as well? And these choices, these decisions... should be run by the rest before implemented, as well..." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:52:38 07/01/02 Mon Sarquint nods silently. "I saw them before I came here," he answers, "they doubled our numbers at the time, but more have come here since then. Well, you and Icedeath. Perhaps more have arrived there, as well. There are very few of us, though, I'm afraid. And most are still adolescent or young adults. And two pups..." he adds, looking over to Piper and Lunaia, "one the daughter of Zodiac, the other of Brandy." "But besides that," Sarquint adds, looking directly as Sunflash now, "you're the most experienced one here. And the most knowledgable. We could use your leadership." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:41:42 07/01/02 Mon Sunflash cocks a head as Sarquint's speech turns serious; her emerald green eyes focus intently upon him. "Need me?" But as Sunflash turns her gaze over the Clanskeep, the whitesilver female (no gold anymore X_X Gods I've renovated her a lot) realizes what Sarquint is insinuating. She and Sarquint are probably the eldest ones present. "You mean..." Sunflash looks back at him, then lowers her gaze. "The Death Makers are massing." It isn't a question. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 09:29:33 07/01/02 Mon Sarquint grins as Sunflash approaches. "Don't worry, Sunflash," he says, "if we had ever been destined for the same place before, I'm sure I would have beaten you then, too." As Sarquint looks at the white, gold-streaked(?) she-wolf, however, he thinks. They'll need leadership here, especially with the DeathMakers massing. Sunflash, being a Wolf of the Earth, would be the most knowledgable of the OldWays. And he's seen her lead before, she's not bad... "I'm glad you're here, Sunflash," he adds, no longer jokingly, "we need you." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:19:52 07/01/02 Mon Sunflash perceives that Sarquint has caught her scent, and a smile crosses her face as she lopes downhill towards him. "Sarquint," she remarks with a hint of a smirk. "You beat me here, for once." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Vren [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:36:10 06/30/02 Sun A faint humming is carried through the air towards the pack; moments later a medium-sized young wolf can be seen. He moves with an almost jaunty step, his feet almost bouncing him along through the forest loam. Most of his body is black, though a smokey gray color can be seen splashing the backs of his ears, the very tip of his muzzle and tail, and the bottoms of his paws, almost as though he had been walking through ash and it had stained his fur. His eyes are the typical chocolate brown of most canine eyes. The wolf pauses for a moment, and his black nose can be seen twitching as he inhales the scents of the pack around him. He ambles towards the puppies and Nervelli, flashing the small group a grin which he assumes is charming, his thick tail sweeping the ground behind him like a brush. "Good day," he says, apparently to the group, though his eyes seem to direct it more at Nervelli. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:27:14 06/30/02 Sun She growls playfully at Piper and shakes her head to dislodge some of the water, then bounds up to the other pup, soaking the both of them with the waves. "Well, we gotsta kill stuff," she says as she aukwardly treads water, "uderwise we wuddn't have anything ta eat but leafs an sticks, silly!" She giggles, then splutters as some water gets in her nose. After shaking her head violently and sneezing a few times, she confides, "an deer-food dudn't taste too good...I'va tried it afore." She glances over at Nervelli, hoping the older wolf wouldn't think she was too silly. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Ooh! Sunny! | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:16:00 06/30/02 Sun Sarquint nuzzles Windy reassuringly. He knows that the ice is thin between her and her father. ~I'll stay with you, Windy. Don't worry.~ He feels suddenly protective of WindChaser. Really, she was the closest thing he had to a healthy father-daughter relationship. He knows he's not really Windy's father, but Icedeath isn't much of a father, either. His ears perk up when a new scent hits him. A familar one. Sunflash. He smiles to himself, waiting to see if the Earth Wolf will disclose herself. Piper watches intently as Lunaia stalks the waterbugs, finally snapping one in her little jaw. She looks a little doubtful, and doesn't particularily like the sight of the little waterbug's leg dangling from Lunaia's mouth. Piper had thought the the dancing bugs had been pretty... "Oh, I bet I can!" she declares when Nervelli says she wishes she could skate like the water bugs. "Watch!" Piper flings herself into the pond, purposely knocking over Lunaia and getting her all wet. She gigles, grinning from ear to ear and paddles further out into the water, where her paws can't touch the smooth stones of the pool's bottom. Giggling still, she splashes Lunaia and Nervelli, using her muzzle to fling up water. "Well, guess s'not jus' like da waterbugs," she admits. Paddling in the crystaline water, Piper looks down at the fish nipping and tickling her paws. They're all so beautiful—irredescent orange and gold and blue—everything is so beautiful. She smiles a little shyly to the fish, then looks back up, over at the waterbugs who have all scurried away from Lunaia, fearing the same fate as the one she caught. Hmm... "'Velli," she asks the older wolf, "how come we gotta kill?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:08:26 06/30/02 Sun She crouches at the edge of the water, her violet eyes wide with amazement as she watches the fish swim by. Her attention span is short, however, and she decides to hunt something that -isn't- their friend. A look of puppyish cunning crosses her face as she slowly wades in until the water is up to her stomach, watching the waterbugs skating across the surface. Suddenly, she leaps out and snaps one in her teeth. "Mmmmm, de're chrunchy!" she exclames with delight as she chews on it, one leg dangling from her mouth and water dripping from her face. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: SunflashFirewing of the Earth [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 17:12:55 06/30/02 Sun That scent. Zodiac had been here, as surely as Sunflash's fur was white. The silvered female picks her way slowly down to the rest of the group, and another familiar scent shivers across her sense; the scent of a Healer, a purebred one, a scent that Sunflash had not tasted since that time, so long ago, when she had followed her sister on the wings of worry to this new world. There are other scents too, familiar ones: Sarquint and Windchaser and the faint Zodiac-scent of the pup her neice had left behind, and Sunflash pauses a moment, just on the outskirts of the clan, watching. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: No. I mean Sprockets! ;0) *tries not to drive Icey away* | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:45:38 06/30/02 Sun WindChaser grins. "It'll be nice to start a whole new Clan - one with no past tension or..." She stops and looks at Sarquint keenly. "I should go meet my... Oh...." Her mind freezes for a moment, but she forces herself not to be the gaping, gawking child of her youth who loved to stop and demand recognition from her father. Forcing herself to think, albeit brokenly, she blinks and swallows nervously. "But- he's busy with Chame- so- I'd better not interrupt them. I'll, just- stay here, for a while. And, uh, watch. Kinda. Without eavesdropping, of course." She folds her ears back humbly. Don't go too far away from me, Sar...." WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Not complaining. Chame is. And it sure sounds serious to me. =P* And to him, Sar and Windy *are* older wolves. Old and stodgy and no fun at all. *gryn* Silly Chame. | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:03:05 06/30/02 Sun Chame tilts his head curiously at Icedeath's words. "You've been here before? Here as in this forest, or here as in you've been a Killer before, or..." He bites off the rest of his words. Talking too much again... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 08:04:04 06/30/02 Sun "Yes, I'll play with you." Nervelli smiles down at the pups. She sits down at the edge of the pool to peer down into its murky depths. If she squinted, she could almost make out shapes in the watery shadows. "You're right," she laughs to Piper, catching a glimpse of a fish, "It would a shame to eat a friend, speshly if it's such a pretty one." The brown wolf lets her attention wander. "Look at those waterbugs," she suggests finally, getting down on her stomach to be eye level with the spunky little bugs skating over the surface. "I wish I could do that." She wonders vaguely if the pups know how to swim. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Sprockets? Don't you mean llamas? | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:29:07 06/30/02 Sun OOC: Btw, for all y'all (there, look, Dani!) complaining about serious conversatoin (=P!) it's almost entirely telepathic, so really, Sar and Windy are just kinda watchin' the pups. (And they're not elder wolves, nyah, especially not Windchaser, at least... ^^;) */rant* =D IC: Sarquint shakes his head at WindChaser's question, also shaking away his own thoughts. "No, nothing's wrong," he assures her. ~You're right, though, there may not be more for a long time. So we'll have to live with what is here now. And it is not so bad, if we pool our resources...~ Sarquint pauses, then says, "But we needn't think about all this right now. As long as we are simply aware of the threat, it does no good to fret and worry about it. We should be much better off, for now, I think, just living. Like I said, the closer we are, and the better we can work together, the better off we'll be." Watching the pups bound off towards the creak, Sarquint continues, "I know a little about the OldWays. Meaning to say, I know of them. And of the curse. But just a basic knowledge; they faded out long before I ever left the DeathMakers." Sarquint's glad to see Nervelli follow after the pups. It should be good for them, to have a whole pack raise them, as was supposed to be. He feared he had worn little Lunaia out, traveling with her so far. And perhaps both these pups, without siblings, could grow and learn together. "But Windy," Sarquint says with a very small, forced smile, "perhaps you should greet your father?" "Ooh!" Piper squeals as they bound over towards the creek and pool. "I 'adn't thoughta da muudddd!!! An' I betcha dere's lotsa fishies! Mebbe we can catchun an' bring it back fer da big wulves!" The little black-caped wolf stumbles to a stop when they reach the pond. Her green eyes widen at the sight of a series of little mini-waterfalls as the brooke tumbles into the clear little pool. "Ooohh... s'pretty," she whispers in awe of this world she's still so new to. She looks up as Nervelli comes after them, wagging her little tail. "'Re you gonna play wif us?" she asks, sounding as adorable as possible in hopes of getting a 'yes'. Hey, the more the merrier! "we'z gonna get fishes," she growls, the serious little hunter now, "for da pack." Piper prowls over to the edge of the pool, her emerald eyes narrowed as she gazes into the water. She jumps up with glee as she spots a bright orange-flecked-with-black fish, with a beatiful fanning tail. She watches it intently, but with wonder, not hunger. It's so pretty... maybe it'll be their friend... oh! but then they can't eat it. She looks back to Lunaia and Nervelli and states very matter-of-factly, "No, I dun think we can eat dese'uns. Dere my friends." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 07:08:36 06/30/02 Sun "Join you." He chuckles softly to himself. "I wouldn't be joining, lad. I'd be returning after an... extended vacation." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Sprockets! | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:55:06 06/29/02 Sat "Perhaps..." she smiles as if thinking of someone far away. "...more will come." She snaps back. "But they might not. You're right though, at least I should hope that we'd have a little while longer before we'd need to act. I don't know if you were here early enough to meet Natil, or at least hear him or see him. He called us here to remember the OldWays and to keep them alive. But he spoke of using magic sparingly, and reminded Killers of the curse they bear." She stops, mid-thought, as she follows his line of attention towards the other wolf. "Why, what's wrong, Sarquint? Surely they aren't invading already?" WindChaser OOC: Eeeeevil! [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:54:19 06/29/02 Sat She tumbles happily with Piper, glad to get away from the serious grown-ups. She almost squeals with delight as she bounces along after the other puppy. "Oooh, d'you know 'ow ta swim? An' are dere fishes? An' lotsa mud?" Her tiredness from the trip has vanished completely as she eagerly heads towards new adventures with her new friend. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: We will just pretend Chame knows everyone's name. 'Cos introductions are boring. So everywolf's wearing little telepathic markers on them that say "MY NAME IS ______." *nodnod* | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:54:18 06/29/02 Sat His white plume waves as he replies to the older wolf's question. Really, he's beginning to feel a lot more comfortable here. Everywolf's really nice, even if some are a bit too serious. Maybe the pups can help him remedy that. T'will be fun. "Well, let's see..." Brown eyes turn thoughtful as he muses, counting names and faces in his mind. "There's WindChaser... and Sarquint... and Nervelli... and Wolfe... but wait, she's gone so maybe she doesn't count... um..." Chame counts the ones listed so far quickly, excluding Wolfe this time, and continues. "And Piper and Lunaia and..." The arctic wolf looks around the small 'pack' and tilts his head in that adorable way so familiar to the young, then brightens. "And me! That's... six!" He grins. "Seven, if you join us." [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 19:33:28 06/29/02 Sat A brief smile passes over his face. "That is... Nice. Tell me, young one, are there many here? I... I'm afraid my eyes aren't what they used to be." His eyes open a little wider as he recognizes not one, but two very familiar scents. Gods, am I still being punished? He stares at the ground as he waits for Chame's reply. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: Catching up...^^ | |
Author: Nervelli [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 18:54:19 06/29/02 Sat Nervelli watches Natil depart with silent regret. She feels that there is so much more that they could've learned from him, if there had only been time. As others come she regards them curiously, but does not move to speak just yet. She grins as the pups make their entrance and tunes into their conversation. She isn't in the mood for the heavy talk of the elder wolves. Not really. Maybe she'd go down to the stream with the pups. You know, keep an eye on them. Someone had to, right? And Chame - she looks over at him - he seemed keen enough to join in on fun. Maybe, just maybe, for the first time in a long while, she could be happy here. She swishes her brown tail at the thought. It made her feel a funny warmness inside, a feeling she rather liked. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:53:54 06/29/02 Sat Sarquint's eyes return fondly to the two playing pups as he speaks with WindChaser. Watching the pups, the thought of the DeathMakers grows darker on his mind. ~For now we'll wait. Build bonds between ourselves, grow stronger. The better we can work together and the more we know eachother, the better our chances our if the DeathMakers do attack. Which I have no doubt they will... eventually. There are two sincerios I think likely, knowing the mind of a Darkwolf. Either they will do nothing for quite some time as they toy with eachother and for power. It is unlikely they would come to a group consensus about anything before they had a definite leader, which can take some time to come by. Or one among them will use an attack as a try for power, to show the others that they are ready and able to lead.~ He pauses, shaking his head. He does not miss, at all, the life of a Darkwolf. ~Hopefully for us it will take some time. I was disappointed to see Dymlos there. We were friends, once, and he had come to the Light for a time. But perhaps there are more to come here, still. Another thing we'll have to wait for.~ He looks back to Windchaser with a jaunty grin and winks, "Besides, kid, I can take those scroungy DeathMakers." Sarquint follows WindChaser's eyes around the forest clearing. It was true, there were not many here. Frightfully few, actually, especially since the pups–in terms of battle–were more of a burden than an asset. Though a very well-worth one. And Sarquint's eyes, too, stop on the white wolf, and flash coldly. Unlike WindChaser, he reccognizes IceDeath immediately, and it's all he can do to keep his growl quiet and low. Of course, there's less reason for Sarquint to hate the white wolf anymore. Intially, it had simply been jealousy over SmallWonder. But that had certainly changed, though Sarquint still remembered returning to the Changer Clan, being chased out by the white wolf. Neither of them had been ideal fathers, true, but at least Sarquint had come back and tried, and made most mistakes as attempts to protect his family. Most. Perhaps Sarquint had been jealous, too, then, that Icedeath was still Windchaser's father; her real father... But, as Sarquint recalls what he had said to WindChaser only moments ago, he looks away, tempering his rekindled hatred. Past is past. There are too few here to turn any away. They must all learn to work and live together. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: ... | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 16:14:56 06/29/02 Sat WindChaser nods and smiles at the thought of her children as babies. "They did. And they had every reason to." "It is good to see you again as well, Sarquint. I always miss you when you are gone. You will be welcome here as long as you would like to stay; I would hope you took whatever path led you to the most happiness, and yet even I know that there is never a clear way. Perhaps, in time, my mother will find us... but I know you and she will always meet again. For that is the way it has always been." "The news of the Darkwolves is ominous, indeed, but I suppose it is to be expected. We can at least hope that they will spend a bit of time more bickering amongst themselves before they decide to move against us. I... would hope... that there were more of the rest of us, more of the Light left, or at least here. I feel so responsible already, Sarquint - what should we do?" She always keeps at least two of her senses tuned to the playing pups, but at the last she looks around at their small Clan, taking stock. Chame, Nervelli, Wolfe - who seems to have gone into hiding for the time being - Sarquint, herself... and... who was the large, white male? His scent seems familiar, and she knows that she should recognize him... but perhaps he is too far away for that. Windy refocuses her attention on Sarquint. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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| Subject: Might as well just reply to everything at once... | |
Author: Chame [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:24:08 06/29/02 Sat Chame tilts his head curiously as Natil speaks advice and nuzzles farewell, blinking dark brown eyes in confusion. He's not staying to help us...? But Natil had said he'd be near and would help them if they needed it. Well... His tail wags happily at the sight of another pup - two pups to play with! Though maybe he was too old to play...? Nah. Everywolf plays with puppies sometime. He wonders if they know any good tricks to play. Maybe they could all get the older wolves to lighten up a bit more. Yeah, that'd be fun. Still a little torn between playing with the pups and being with the adults, feeling the uncertainty of not knowing which group he belongs with, Chame is about to try saying hello to the two puppies when the chill that comes with Icedeath touches his senses. He turns, curious, and his tail waves in greeting at the sight of another apparent wintermage and arctic wolf. "Yeah, we're the Killers, I suppose," he says cheerily, equally uncautious. "And this is where the call came from. Hello!" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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Author: Icedeath [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 13:01:56 06/29/02 Sat After stumbling around for a few more minutes, his ears finally pick up the sounds of the other wolves' voices. Having little or no use for caution, he raises his voice; "Excuse me, but, I heard the call... Is this the place? Killers?" [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Sarquint and Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 10:37:02 06/29/02 Sat Sarquint grins wolfishly, his bone-white teeth showing, at WindChaser's question. "Not so bad, and I'm still not all that old, kid," he tells her laughingly; he hadn't called her that in some time. "But really, I don't mind at all. I missed Brandy's pupihood, and Aurore and Lukka's. It's nice, to be able to care for one of their little ones." He doesn't say how nice it would be to once again be able to see the faces of any of his children and be able to greet them with a smile and a nuzzle. "And some of yours," he adds, mostly to get his thoughts away from regretful memories of Lukka and Aurore, pity for Brandy, longing for Delwyn, "called me grandpa." Sarquint smiles, watching the two pups introduce themselves to eachother. It'll be good for Lunaia–probably for them both–to have a playmate. ~Before I came here,~ Sarquint's telepathic voice speaks in Windchaser's mind with tones of cation and seriousness, though he does not let it show on him outwardly, ~I came upon a grouping of DeathMakers. And I fear they at least double the number here. Alastair was there, and Dymlos, Ishtar, Tyrone. One who I believed was Darinya's whelping. And at least three more I did not reccognize. I did not get too close. By the sounds of it, they are already playing power games, and moving quickly.~ He looks up to WindChaser now, ~To be truthful, Windy, I did not intend to stay, and it was not here I was called. I had hoped to go... at least search for your mother.~ I miss her so much. ~But I think, now, that I will stay. It is good to see you again.~ Piper looks up at the adults for a moment, suspiciously. She can almost tell that they're speaking of more serious matters, but she can't tell what. And the idea of a new friend and playmate is more exciting to her young mind. "Hi Lu- er, Lunay?" She has a bit of trouble with the name, concentrating hard to get it. "'M Piper," she finally says cheerfully, waging her tail. She thinks for a moment, looking around at the saftey of WindChaser's paws, then growls in satisfaction with herself. Looking back at Lunaia, she suddenly springs, tumbling over with the other puppy. "C'mon!" she yips, "dere's a stream anna ppol! Wanna go see?" Piper smiles happily, waiting bouncingly for her new friend. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: new black male | |
Author: (wolfe)Shadowfire [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 22:58:41 06/28/02 Fri Watching Natil leave she turned and jumped seeing hte new male enter, knowing she'd before not stay she quickly darted off in to the woods Wondering about what Old Ways they spoke of she ran to a safer stand in the forest.." ill watch to see what happends... to many new faces to throw mine in to just yet" Shadowfire yet again walked farther into the woods... [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: .... | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:34:45 06/28/02 Fri WindChaser grins and winks at Sarquint, and answers him loudly enough so that Lunaia will hear. "Oh, Lunaia! What a beautiful name for such a beautiful child!" Telepathically, she listens and answers. "Poor thing. It's a shame... But at least she'll be well taken care of. How's it feel to be a grandfather, finally?" She sports a bit of a devilish gleam in her eye at the question. WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: twee | |
Author: Lunaia [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:26:04 06/28/02 Fri She grins widely at the other puppy, showing her sharp little puppy teeth. "Hi! 'M Lunay. Who're you?" She was glad to see another wolf about her own age here, and equaly as glad to -be- here at all. She had discovered she wasn't too fond of traveling...Much better to have a nice place to sleep, good food to eat, and playmates to chew on. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:13:31 06/28/02 Fri Piper looks thoughtfully from the black wolf to WindChaser. Her tail wags a little when she says Piper'd be her daughter, too. "Mhm," she says, nodding her head. "Is okay." Piper's interest completely leaves the adults when another puppy is introduced. Getting up, Piper leans forward, not straying too far from WindChaser. She sniffs the air, looking intently at the new pup. "Hi," she finally says. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: umm... we're pretending Brandy never had a son | |
Author: Sarquint [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 21:08:28 06/28/02 Fri Sarquint smiles down at Piper. He's fond of pups, especially since he barely got to see any of his grow. He looks at Piper more closely when WindChaser says who her mother is and he makes the connection. He had only seen Zodiac once or twice. During battles and espionage. He had been a DeathMaker then. As I still seem to be now, he thinks guiltily as he's reminded of the call, and where it led him. "Hello, Piper," he greets the black-caped pup. "Would you like a playmate? But you'll have to wait. Stay there, okay?" Sarquint gives an enigmatical smile. He trots back into the brush and shadows for a moment. When he returns, he is gently carrying a small pup. Her coat is a soft gray, highlighted with silver. The pup's eyes are a vibrant violet. Sarquint sets the little pup down at his paws, facing Piper. "Her name is Lunaia." He looks back up to WindChaser, adding, telepathically, ~Brandy left her with me, not long after she was whelped. The poor thing, but Brandy couldn't do it. She was too afraid, I think, of being like her mother.~ Sarquint shakes his head with regret that he was not there for his daughter in her childhood. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: liverpool | |
Author: WindChaser [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:55:37 06/28/02 Fri WindChaser nuzzles the elder back gently. She hates to see him go so quickly, but she knows that he deserves a rest after what seems like milennia of a single lifetime. "Fare thee well, Natil." She nods thoughtfully at Chame. "Winter magics, yes... I know, or knew... parts of winter magic myself once. Knew more of the wind than the cold, however." With a slight smile, she adds, "but I don't guess we are supposed to practice too much." WindChaser smiles at Piper, nuzzling her gently. "You will learn, in time." She half-rises to greet the black male, smiling truly as well, for she does not really know how to give a false smile. "I'm glad to see that you've come, Sar. This is Piper - Kmitza's grandchild, and Zodiac's daughter. But she'll be a little bit of my daughter, too, now..." "...if that's alright with you, Piper." WindChaser [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
| Subject: ... | |
Author: Piper [ Edit | View ] |
Date Posted: 20:43:44 06/28/02 Fri Piper looks up at WindChaser, contemplating for a moment. She smiles a little before saying, "Okee, Win'Chaser." She smiles a little more, snuggling closer to the new she-wolf. Piper's emerald green eyes look back at Chame as he seems to take interest in her. She cocks her head a little, ears perked, curious. Strange! he is like a grown-up puppy! "I know 'bout magick..." Piper says quietly when WindChaser asks. "But no' howta use it. No' yet..." As Natil leaves, Piper whimpers softly again. Not that she knew this wolf, but everyone kept leaving. And she has some understanding of why this one is going. His words, though, bring her comfort and she smiles to him, and she smiles as she watches him go. She likes to think that all these wolves will be watching her. [ Post a Reply to This Message ] |
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