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Post by Shin on Jul 4, 2009 22:39:26 GMT
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Lovely as my surroundings may be; birds I’d rather let free of my jaws singing their tunes, forest green and lush –slightly yellowed from the constant rays-, and overwhelming scents all around; the horizon met my solid gaze and caught my attention. Dark purple and black clouds swirled amongst themselves, flashes of blinding light streaking across, and the thunder too far away to shake the ground still ran chills through my body. It was still distant from these lands, my lands, and the breeze was gentle for once in a while. But even the air warned me of the horrible storm that was to come.
Entering the forest, blocking my view and therefore my thoughts, I drew in a breath. Turning my head slowly, my pupils narrowed. I was not alone in this forest of extravagance. I had been alone for quite a while now, simply exploring the lands I had claimed of my own, not quite knowing what I had gotten myself into. Now my stomach pulled me to the wood with promise of stag, hare, and fish alike. Ignorance I decided on, if the one near me decided to join me in this hunt, I would welcome them to my presence. Then if I found them to be good of heart and well in shape, then I may invite them to the ranks of Slough Creek.
The dripping of a leaf seized my attention, and I came to it with light feet. My paw pads had healed nicely, but still there was bruising and the cuts were all too easy to open again. So I sat down staring at the bush, licking at my right paw. My ears were listening for any movement behind; I was not so stupid as to leave myself open to attack. But my eyes, dark and full, examined. A large caterpillar, striped in a dizzying black and yellow pattern and crown with pairs of antenna on both its head and back came slinking into my field of view. I knew which was which; the end nibbling at my leaf was the skull. A good trick though, some less observant may become confused.
Considering taking a snap, I decided to leave it to its meal. Soon it would surrounded itself in its silks then emerge to a beautiful butterfly. Pups enjoyed snapping at these creatures, to ensure of skill when they grew old enough to hunt rabbit, and eventually the hoofed. So I left the creature, for even though I could oh so easily overpower it, we were both creatures of the land and must respect each other. As my thoughts had turned to pups, I turned my bright head once more and scanned my surroundings.
If I was to grow my pack, I would need a queen; preferably a kind one, but not afraid to act sternly. Beauty wouldn’t be a bad attribute either. Grinning at my superficial thinking, I sat with my back now to the bush and began cleaning a paw again, my left this time. I would wait a moment to see if a wolf would emerge, and then we would hunt and be full. Patience was not a problem; I had all the time in the world. Then my sight returned to the clearing in the treetops and the ominous skies.
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I'm bad at titles, lol. I was thinking "Shall we Gorge Ourselves?" xD
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Post by ` f a o l a n } on Jul 5, 2009 5:41:48 GMT
Life goes up...
It was exactly two years ago on a day like this one. And because of that I felt I should celebrate. You see, two years ago on a sunny day like this I had killed my father. And I was celebrating. No, I'm not a crazy. He was. A tyrant in another pack, and now I'd wound up here. But back to the point, I was here now and I was free. But being free also means you are alone in your quest for a life you dream of. And I hated being alone. It made me sad, and it made me feel unwanted. And I couldn't be unwanted. Being the most beautiful, kind, and sensible wolf around made it easy to see that if I'd met anyone around these parts they'd have quickly taken a liking to me. But so far not a wolf in sight, and better for me. I figured as much.
And so on this fine and sunny day I thought about the fight that would have easily taken my life. But because of my brother Sapphire, I was still alive and doing pretty much okay. Well, sort of. I'd be better back in Dim Hills with my brother and the cute wolves they had back there. But hey, I picked the route I was on and now my paws were glued to the land until I found Sapphire or somebody to be like him. To save me from the demons and the darkness, and to make me feel welcome and loved every waking hour of the day. But so far I hadn't even been able to find a wolf whether kind or not. So all my hope in a friend was lost, and I had to figure that I was, and would forever be, permanently alone.
The the softest sound of a footfall echoed into my ears and I looked up to spot a stag, antlers small with his youth and many years ahead of him. That was, if I didn't reach him first. So I pounded my paws in a chase to pursue the perfect lunch and the perfect meal. And I had almost caught him when I noticed the faint outline of a wolf, a blur as I ran. The distraction nearly ran me into a tree, but I swiveled and was on top of the deer all to fast. A clean kill, but I was still rushed and senseless and confused. So with a sigh, I dragged it along until I saw the wolf again. I smiled and dragged the stag over to him. "Greetings, wolf. My name is Ruby. And you?" I asked sweetly, dropping the deer by him and grinning stupidly.
life goes down
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Post by Shin on Jul 6, 2009 20:59:14 GMT
As if the smell wasn’t strong enough, now it smelled of stag; freshly killed, if I am correct. So I turned my head down to the deer that had been dropped, and my mouth watered. “Ruby, it is nice to meet you. You have come upon-” Then I looked up to her, for I knew it was a female by the scent and the name. I couldn’t look away, those lovely olive eyes… I tilted my head a bit, somehow possessed.
Realizing I may be making the situation uncomfortable, I cleared my throat and looked down at her kill, continuing where I had cut off. “Kane. My name is Kane.” Then I rose to my feet, as if to balance out our heights. Only now did I try a grin, but I imagined it to look more pained than happy. I knew I had to compose myself… “Ruby, I am Alpha of these lands, of Slough Creek. But I suppose,” Tapping the deer with a paw, “That it be fine you hunt here.” It was fine, for now, only me here alone didn’t need all of the land’s resources. If my pack was larger, though,I may have to run off intruders so that the prey population wouldn’t shrink.
“So, uh, where have you come from?” Lazy to keep up my upright tail, I let it droop. Only when the need arise would I show dominance to the female. Taking a closer look at her, she looked well kept. Better than me, at least. So I shook out my coat and watched the dust fall to the ground. Just because she may be attractive by no means meant that she was not a threat. For all I knew, she could be some kind of trained assassin, sent to kill me while he was still alone.
Then again, I could just be being paranoid. Attention to the carcass, I said, “Well, I don’t think you could eat that whole elk, eh?” Then I smiled, somewhat blankly. Why should anyone ever leave food to waste? Though the crows and other flesh eaters may dine after we leave, I still think of the terrible winters I have been through. Winter killed the young, the weak, the old. You could look at it as leaving the strong, but death is death. Snorting, I turned back to the pretty female and waited for her response.
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Post by ` f a o l a n } on Jul 8, 2009 19:25:42 GMT
He's not my type...
I could scarcely believe the young male was still all alone. Well, it was obvious. Maybe I was a ditz and an airhead, but I wasn't that stupid. At least I hoped not. But it seemed so plain, that he was all alone. He was letting a loner hunt on his land, and he didn't seem a bit perplexed or upset. Not for a minute. It made me glad to know a wolf similar to Sapphire - sort of, but not really. Actually, he was nothing like Sapphire. Well, all except for the fact that he had left his home and was alone too. It made me like him that much more, this wolf. This Kane. What a unique name that was. Here I lived my whole life with a plain old stone for a name and he lived with something as magnificent as Kane. But I wasn't the jealous type and there was no need to cry over spilled milk. I was Ruby and there was nothing to do that would change that now.
"You can share the meal with me if you'd like." I said in a sweet, shy voice as I looked away from him. He'd caught my eye previous and hadn't let it go, which had only reminded me that I was the one wolf everybody liked for her looks and not her personality. I think only Sapphire liked me for me. But he was long gone now and I had nobody to be with. So maybe someone who couldn't get passed my eyes to see my stupidity would work. Maybe. I sighed and looked up at Kane again, not wanting to think about why I had left but knowing it was my only way to stay with him. I didn't do so well alone, and I knew it. So in my softest and sweetest feminine voice I spoke.
"When I was a year old my father tried to kill me. We fought and I was nearly dead when my brother saved my life. A year later he left me, and then I left my pack to try and find him. Eventually I gave up and just wandered. Though you're the first wolf I've run into since I started almost a year ago." I spoke rather quietly about my brother, but who could blame me? After all, he'd saved my life and been my only friend and now he was gone. Off to make his own way in the world. Wonderful. I began to wonder myself if maybe Kane would be my brother's replacement, but then I told myself how absurd that was. It was absurd. Right?
if I had a type, he would be
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Post by Shin on Jul 11, 2009 2:15:38 GMT
I wondered what she was thinking. Was she going over how to respond to my question? No, there was no need for that amount of time for such a mundane question. But I could draw nothing from my mind as to what was crawling in her mind, so I just waited politely.
Nodding my head once slowly, I was leaning over when I said, “Well, m’lady, it is your kill and so you must take the first bite.” My voice was steadied now, and I grinned with pleasure at the rate I had regained my balance. Stepping back to give her proper room, she answered my first question with a rather bleak answer. “I am sorry for your grievances,” I replied, not sure what else to comment on.
But I did not wish to stay on the subject of pasts, and so said nothing. Looking her over once more as she adjusted her own gaze, I smiled amusingly. She was somewhat younger than I, but that would not be a trouble. So she had the looks, I would just have to wait for her to become comfortable enough to show her true nature. I rubbed my head on a birch to the side; it was dominant gesture, but I guarded myself from becoming overconfident.
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I'm super sorry, but my muse is literally non-existent at this point. I hope it'll get better soon -.-;
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Post by ` f a o l a n } on Jul 12, 2009 21:35:19 GMT
[[Dude, on all my other sites they write one-liners. Even 100 words is a relief to me. xD ]]
Kane's charming...
I merely shrugged and nodded, biting into the stag once and then sitting back in preparation for hearing his tale. After all, what was one story but to be traded out with another? I could hardly think on the fact that he would be silent about his past, as whatever was behind him would make me the better judge. After all, if he was a psycho murderer I'd probably leave soon as the chance came. But if his past was pitiful I might try to e his friend. Maybe. I wasn't too good at the whole friendship thing. But I might as well try, no?
So I straightened myself up as much as possible as I sat there, feeling somewhat stupid and a little ignorant of him. But I smiled my most friendly smile I could muster before nodding and speaking in my own fluent tongue. "Please ell me about yourself." I left the question open-ended just to see how he would react and what he would say. If he continued to blab about the longest history the world had ever known I'd know we were too talkative to be friends. If he sided away from his past and told his own brief description I might think that he had a scary past that I didn't want to be affiliated with. Whatever he said, though, I'd be ready for it.
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Post by Shin on Jul 12, 2009 23:45:57 GMT
Please tell me about yourself. The way she smiled at me like that, how could I refuse. It would be rude of me anyways, she had told me about her gruesome past, so in turn I shall as well. Taking a step forward, I ripped a calf from the stag and settled back down beside my little bush. I felt a few drops of water soak through my pelt as I disturbed it, but I didn’t mind really. I was already wet as I lay on the ground. Taking a large breath, I let out a sigh.
“I’d hate do bore you, so keep in mind I’m cutting out many parts.” Maybe, later, I’d tell her all. But for now, I was not in the right mind to. “I was birthed from my father and mother, and they both raised me together in a wolf sanctuary. My father was a strict man,” Then I grinned “and that is how I got these scars on my muzzle.” Nodding my head, I then continued on. “So, I grew up with them. Then I reach maturity, and the humans brought me to another reservation.” I wondered how to word the next bit, as to not sound awkward. “Then I bred with a few females females.” The way I worded it sound cool, but it was far from it.
“I grew tired of this cycle. So I… made them see it my way. They shipped me here, and I’ve enjoyed myself ever since.” Well, I handled that quite well. Then I sunk my teeth into the raw meat. It was wonderful, though not as tasty as the fish, better than a rabbit. They were much too stringy for my liking, and filled your mouth with fur. “Good catch,” I commented. Wondering what else to say, I stretched out my front legs and let out a yawn. Most of the day had been spent exploring my surroundings, and now I longed for rest. But I wouldn’t to fall asleep in front of the lady, so I rose up to my feet.
“Shall we walk around, then?” The kill would be safe here, unless perhaps from a few death-eaters (crows). I wasn’t entirely sure what I was going to do, I could show her around. I wished I could read her mind, but that just wasn’t going to happen. I began walking slowly into the forest, waiting for her to follow, hoping.
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200 is bad for me, lol. You can imagine how ashamed I am when I put up 100 word posts. What sites are you joined to anyways? o.o; You don’t belong on crappers like that.
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