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Post by Claudius on Jan 29, 2013 11:01:18 GMT -5
''It just bothers me a lot. I'm a very emotional wolf, and this just messes with my head... Not that it really bothers me, I've been used to nothing esle my whole life. No one has ever truly cared about me. I will be fine, I think I will just have to find my place in this guild.''
Claudius nodded silently. He didn't know how it felt to be ridiculed constantly, since the only ones who did mock him were the pups, and he couldn't care less about what they said to him. His eyes gave Mikazaru a reassuring look. "Glad to hear it. Everyone finds some way to fit in with the guild. You'll be able to soon enough."[/i] He gave a short wag of his tail, and gave Mikazaru one of his rare, small smiles.
“Oi! Why does Damian get all the credit? You weren't here, why do you think it's Damian that upset Mika there? Huh? Saying that just because I'm a girl that I'm not as good as my brother or something, Claudius?”
Claudius growled quietly. So Dakota had followed them. "No, of course it's not because you're a girl,"[/i] he said, his voice dripping with feigned sweetness. "It's because I would hardly say you give out insults. Annoying noises, but not insults."[/i]
“And you! You're not much better, getting upset because me and Damian are mean to you. Sheesh, get over it. You're nothing special, just another guild member. We're mean to everyone.”
''Such big words for such a little scruffy.''
''See you later, Elk Magnet''
''Later, Scruffy. I feel better, let's go eat.''
Claudius grinned at the exchange. "It's good that he's stopped taking them seriously, at least," he thought, before nodding at Mikazaru. "Aye, let's go."[/i]
He paused before following Mikazaru. That she wolf was still around here somewhere, but goodness knows where she would be by know. He decided that, one that pack had eaten, he would gather some volunteers to look for her. With a satisfied nod at his plan, he followed Mikazaru back to the hunting grounds.
~To the hunting grounds~
WOLVES ADDRESSED: Dakota, Mikazaru
WOLVES MENTIONED: The she wolf
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Post by Feros Ferio on Jan 29, 2013 13:14:14 GMT -5
EVENT She was curled up amongst the reeds, still as a baby deer waiting for the return of her mother. Her cheeks were still stained with dark tears, but for the moment she seemed to be done crying. What was she going to do now? The small female felt a heavy sense of exhaustion, as the burden of her sadness too much to bear. Maybe she would just stay here forever. She certainly could never go back home, she thought to herself. Her grey fur was wet from the mud around her, and she was a rather pathetic sight to behold. Fortunately she had chosen a pretty good hiding spot, and unless someone was specifically looking for her they could probably pass right by her. |
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Post by Chance on Jan 30, 2013 0:06:50 GMT -5
Take a Chance. . . Watching the pups run off, Chance turned back to where he had seen Marina go. Trotting after the female, he also looked around for the female he had seen run by during the hunt. "H-hello, Marina," he said softly as he came up beside her. "Are you looking for that female too?" he asked, ears tilted. Lowering his head he sniffed at the ground, trying to pick up her scent. Taking a few steps he stopped to look back at her, "Um, so I guess you'd like some help?" He tried to smile, at her but he was rather nervous so it came out lopsided, his ears tilted against his head. Just then he caught the scent of another. His head whipped around trying to spot the owner. Quickly following the scent he looked around trying to see her. Where is she! he thought to himself. Suddenly he found himself with his face in the mud. It turned out he had tripped of the reason for his search. Scrambling around he got off the female. "I'm so sorry," he squeaked out. "Are you ok? I didn't hurt you did I?". . . to find the hidden |
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Post by Marina on Jan 30, 2013 16:36:47 GMT -5
Marina was so intent on her search she hadn't noticed Chance follow her.
"Are you looking for that female too?"
"You saw her too?" Marina's eyes lit up, as did the rest of her face. "I was beginning to wonder if I was suffering delusions!" Her voice dropped to a whisper. "She was so upset - and mysterious! We must find her."
"Um, so I guess you'd like some help?" The male gave her a nervous, lopsided grin. Marina groaned inwardly; this was the second wolf she had freaked out today.
"Yes, please," She said, curbing her enthusiasm. With an eager flick of her tail, she bounded off to sniff at a small grass. With Chance assisting, this mission should go twice as fast! Secretly, Marina wanted to find the stranger herself.
Her wish was not granted; not a moment passed before Chance was stuttering frantic apologies to a limp form on the ground. His face was muddy, as if he'd accomplished a face plant as well as a find. Who cared? The lass was caught! A ha!
Doing a little dance of enthusiasm, Marina trotted up to the two and cleared her throat.
"Ah, we've found you." the freckled lady's tone belied her triumphant excitement; she seemed only mildly relieved. "You seemed upset enough to try and get yourself trampled by an elk - won't you tell us what's wrong, dear?"
Asking a stranger about their personal life didn't seem strange to Marina; the dog in her made her very social.
(Wolves addressed: Chance and the stranger)
WORDCOUNT: 274)
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Post by Feros Ferio on Feb 1, 2013 2:09:48 GMT -5
She thought she was alone until a stranger tripped right over her. The splashing of mud and the squeak of an apology startled her so badly that she squirmed to free herself from under the male. As he got to his feet, so did she. Her belly was wet and muddy, a sorry sight on a creature that probably cleaned up to be a pretty young wolfess.
Her eyes were red and puffy, as though her crying had only just stopped. Perhaps she had begun to cry again moments before she'd been discovered.
"No, you didn't hurt me, it's okay." She reassured the strange male. She wasn't even sure she could still feel physical pain, so injured was her heart. Another wolf approached, perhaps a friend of the male. She sniffled again, her nose still runny.
"The elk?" She asked dumbly. A wolf not so controlled by emotion would perhaps apologize for ruining their hunting or causing them such trouble. But, sometimes the matters of the heart were so great that the rest of the world seemed to fall away.
She hesitated to tell her story, but finally began, her voice creaking sadly.
"I'm in love." She said woefully. "He's a handsome wolf, and very kind, and he has won my heart. I know we're young, but I'm old enough to find a mate." She said, her tone becoming defensive. "He was even good enough to ask my father for his permission and his blessing on our union, but...." She suddenly began weeping again.
"But he said no! He said that my Tristan is a moron, and a good for nothing! He told me that I was the daughter of an alpha, and that I belonged with a better wolf. So he... so he banished my poor Tristan today! Oh, I just don't know what to do." She sobbed. She was obviously a very heartsick wolf. "I was hoping I would find him somewhere in the territory, before he leaves forever, but I don't know which way he went. I was hoping he'd come here..." Obviously, however, the wolf called Tristan was not about this part of the stream.
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Post by Agro on Feb 1, 2013 2:48:07 GMT -5
Agro stepped into the still cold stream. The water wasn't moving very fast, but it still pulled at his pelt as it moved past him. In his mouth he held the combative pup, but at this moment unceremoniously dropped him into the water, perhaps to rinse off the muck on his face, or to force him to cool off.
Agro turned his eye from the pup in the water, his smile gone. "Listen kid, ye know the rules 'round here." He said coldly. "So ye know attackin' another member's a banishin' offense." Agro hadn't had to banish a wolf in a long time. It wasn't good for morale. Of course, neither was fighting in the pack. "I don't know how much ye like roamin' around with us, but when we foun' ye and yer sister, I told the both'a ye how we do things. An' if ye don' like it, ye can leave."
Sending a pup out into the world by himself was a scary thought. Damian was tough, but still very young. It would be a terrible thing to send him out into the world by himself, but what would happen when he got bigger and tried to fight like that? Claudius could've been seriously hurt by a bigger wolf, and Agro wouldn't put his friends in danger.
"Ye need to quit actin' like a pit mongrel and more like a Guild wolf." He said. "Or else ye won't be a Guild wolf no more, got it?"
Just as quickly as the discussion started, Agro seemed to finish with it. He quickly cleaned himself up without another word to Damian, before turning his attention upstream. Two of the strangers that had hunted with them were up the way, Chance and Marina, if he remembered correctly. The third wolf was a stranger, however. He couldn't see her anguish from where he stood.
Agro gave a little bark of hello, but did not yet approach. He stepped out of the chilly water and gave his pelt a little shake. He seemed to pause a moment as a little breeze picked up. The spring certainly could be a lovely time of the year.
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Post by Chance on Feb 1, 2013 3:19:54 GMT -5
Take a Chance. . . Chance was relieved to hear he hadn't harmed the female in any way. He sat down looking over himself and the mud that had collected on his coat thanks to the fall. He shrugged it of though as it wasn't going to do him any harm. He wagged his tail at Marina as she came up asking the female what was wrong. The male was glad she asked that question, after tripping over her it had completely gone from his mind to ask how she was feeling. Though looking over her mud streaked fur and red eyes he probably would have got around to that. The male listened carefully to her tale of lost love. His ears dropped hearing her sad story. It wasn't fair that she wasn't able to be with the wolf she loved. Chance's nose crinkled in annoyance. Standing he said, "We'll help you, Miss. Won't we, Marina?" A bark caught his attention and he looked over to see Agro. He dipped his head in acknowledgement of the male's presence. Suddenly wondering if they would be allowed to help the female. He didn't really know Agro well enough to know if he would let them. . . . to help the broken |
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Post by Marina on Feb 1, 2013 10:24:58 GMT -5
(Ooh, romantic drama!)
"I'm in love." The female's statement sent a thunderbolt of excitement through Marina, hopeless romantic that she was. She could instantly relate to the poor dear.
She hung onto every word as this strange lass, choking her words out through sobs, told the story. A chivalrous lover? A heartless father? Well what is his problem? Marina gnashed her teeth; she held fathers in little respect and high suspicion (except, of course, the one Seamus was going to be) - there was no question in her mind about trying to change the old man's mind. This lass should simply forget about him and his cruelness and move on with her life. Of course, to do that, Tristan must be found!
We'll help you, Miss. Won't we, Marina?" Chance was asking; he looked indignant as she did.
"Help her? HELP HER?!" Marina's tail lashed in dramatic enthusiasm. "Why, we'll go to the ends of the earth to find this dear girl's love! Here her voice lowered and she looked at the stranger with utmost seriousness; her voice trembled as she added "A love lost unnecessarily will haunt you forever. We'll find your Tristan, mark my words."
Her reverie was cut short by a friendly bark from a distant Agro. Marina chuffed a respectful reply before forgetting him and blinking at the she-wolf. "What it your name, dearie?"
(Wordcount: 246)
Wolves addressed: Chance and what's-her-face - kind of Agro.
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Post by Damian on Feb 1, 2013 18:59:01 GMT -5
Damian whined, growled, snapped, cursed, swore and snarled at Agro the whole way to the lake. He was not one for being carried around like a pup, despite that he was one. He hated being treated like a little kid. He didn't understand how to behave like a child, he only understood how to survive and fight. That was it. No lessons on friendship, love, family or play. Just how to kill your opponent.
Without warning, Agro let go of the pup and he was emerged by water. The sudden shock of the cold water racked through his lungs as freezing water filled his mouth. He lifted his head out of the water and gave a couple coughs, trying to rid the choking feeling. Once finished, he glared up at the older wolf. However, Agro did not look happy. Not one bit. Damian didn't care though. He wasn't intimidated by the male. It would take a lot more than fat, old Agro to scare him.
Listen kid, ye know the rules 'round here.""So ye know attackin' another member's a banishin' offense."
Damian didn't like where this was going, but his fiery eyes never left the old coots' own eyes. Claudius deserved to be bitten. Maybe it would help the wolf move of his fat behind. Damian didn't like the fact that Claudius did nothing to the pack and he was not punished, while he was trying to help it in his own little way and was punished for it.
It wasn't his fault for his temper. The guild should know about his problem with controlling his temper. His whole life he was taught to let that anger out and bring out the beast inside of him, but now they were telling him the total opposite and Damian found it hard. When he bite someone when he had lost it, he doesn't really mean to bite them. His mind belonged to a caged animal then. It was beyond his control.
I don't know how much ye like roamin' around with us, but when we foun' ye and yer sister, I told the both'a ye how we do things. An' if ye don' like it, ye can leave."
Damian didn't really like travelling with the guild, but he also didn't like going hungry. It was safer with a pack. However, the pack was useless and he found it hard to even communicate with the pack. He didn't like a single one of them and found that most of them were useless.
He was grateful for the pack finding him and his sister when they were on the verge of starvation and frost bite. But that felt like many moons ago, despite that it was only a few weeks ago. The pack found the pups cuddling together trying to keep warm in the snow. They were on the brink of death.
"Ye need to quit actin' like a pit mongrel and more like a Guild wolf."He said."Or else ye won't be a Guild wolf no more, got it?"
Damian growled at the mention of the pits. Agro had not idea what it was like to grow up in a place like that. It was terrible and he was just telling him to just leave it behind?! Being a 'pit mongrel' was something that was never going to leave Damian. He would forever have some part of that in him forever. No one could ever take that away from him, even if he wanted it taken away or not. He was happy not to be a guild wolf. If Agro wanted him to obey by his rule, then he could go get stuffed. “Got it, Agro” He snarled at the wolf before he left the small lake.
Sneakily, Damian slid out of the river and vanished in the forest's undergrowth. His coat colours made it easy for the wolf-dog to blend in with his surroundings. And within seconds the pup was gone. Leaving the pack life behind him.
wolves addressed: Agro
Gone to-Azalea Fields
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Post by Dakota on Feb 1, 2013 20:13:15 GMT -5
Dakota walked over the hill until she could see Agro. She frowned when that was the only wolf she saw. She turned her head in all the directions, but only noticed a couple of other wolves in the area. There was Chance hanging around Mari and some random wolf. It must've been the one they were looking for, but Dakota didn't care. She was trying to find her brother, but he was nowhere in sight. She scowled at then let out a growl as soon as her eyes landed on Agro. She had guessed what had happened and she was not happy with it. Not one bit.
With another growl, Dakota dropped the food intended for her brother and stormed closer to Agro. She mad sure she was on the hill so she could be level with his size, “What did you say to him?!” Dakota immediately accused with no humour in her tone. Her brother may get teased by her all the time, but he was her family, “Tell me Agro! Or I swear-” Dakota barked at him with anger in her tone, “What did you say to make him leave?!”
She was angry. This wasn't the usual irritation that she felt with the others; this was fully fledged anger towards Agro. She growled as she shook her head, “Whatever you said, Damian is gone because of YOU!” She shouted towards Agro to get her anger out before growling at him. She was angry and upset and her emotions were raging inside her. Usually she was good at controlling her feelings and temperament, but when it came to her brother she didn't care. Even if he didn't care as much as she did, she would still strive to protect him.
Then all of a sudden a thought crushed her. Just one simple thing. Regardless of what had happened, Damian had chosen to leave. He left her. Not even a single word from him. All of the anger that once was aimed at Agro froze momentarily as a lump formed in Dakota's throat. She was upset. Though not for long. Her anger had moved from Agro onto Damian now.
“He better hope that he's dead when I find him because if he isn't then I'm going to do the job instead!” Dakota growled as she ran in a random direction to find Damian. She didn't even question if she was allowed to go. She just ran.Wolves Addressed: Agro
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Post by Feros Ferio on Feb 4, 2013 21:09:26 GMT -5
The little female sniffed again, feeling more comfortable around the other wolves. "Issy." She replied. "Y-you can call me Issy. And thank you, thank you so much for offering to help me find him!" She seemed to brighten at the thought of being reunited with her love. "We can go to all our best hiding places. But...." She suddenly seemed troubled.
"What if he comes here and I miss him?" She seemed to panic at the thought. "This is another of our special places, a-and if he comes to find me and I'm not here...." She trailed off in thought then, before turning her attention to the wolves.
"You Blacktalon wolves are pretty good at finding your way around, right?" She didn't realize she was talking to strangers then, and not wolves in the Guild. Of course, she would assume that they were members, and good ones, since they helped out those in need just like the Blacktalon always did. "Well, Tristan and I have three places that are very special to us. This is one, and there's another downstream, in the tallest reeds. We have another in the hills at this old den.... oh no, and the territory's edge! Daddy did kick him out afterall, so he may be trying to leave forever!" She began to cry again. "I don't know what I'll do if he leaves forever. Hopefully we can find him." She tried to stifle her crying, but the thought of Tristan going away broke her heart. She would go with him if only she could find him, and leave this sadness behind. As long as they had each other, she would be happy, but knew she would never feel any joy without him.
OBJECTIVE: Visit the three areas described by Issy and look for Tristan.
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Post by Marina on Feb 5, 2013 16:36:17 GMT -5
"You Blacktalon wolves are pretty good at finding your way around, right?"
"Well," Marina rolled her eyes upward. "I've not been with this lot for more than a morning, so I'm not too familiar with the area... But it'll be hard for one to get lost if all one has to do is howl."
Then the female - Issy, was the pretty name she called herself - began to look frightened. "What if he comes here and I miss him?"
"Then he'll wait for you," Marina sighed patiently. He has a nose, doesn't he? When he scents you were here, he'll know you're looking for him."
The female, not comforted in the least, resumed crying, babbling something unintelligible. Marina heaved another sigh, this one of impatience: she wanted to get going!
"Don't worry, Issy." she said, putting a paw on the distraught lady's shoulder with an air of enthusiasm. "If this boy's any good, he'll be hovering around the territory and cryin' just as hard as you. We'll find him! She turned to Chance. "I'll check out downstream first. We can split up, or we can stick together, since you have the habit of falling over the wolf we're looking for. I hope Agro doesn't -"
By the time she finished her sentence, she was out of earshot, racing along the bank. YOLO!!!
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Post by Chance on Feb 5, 2013 23:19:53 GMT -5
Take a Chance. . . Chance let out a little smile at Marina's confidence in finding the female's lost love. They would indeed help the female. He wagged his tail as she introduced herself. Softly he offered his own name, "I'm Chance." When she expressed a concern for missing him should he come by Chance made a suggestion, "Why don't you stay here. Sit tight while we look for him. We'll bring him back when we find him." Though like Marina he didn't know the place to well he was sure he wouldn't get lost, as he was pretty good at remembering where he'd been. As the female started to cry, he nodded in agreement with Marina. They would find Issy's lover. Before he had a chance to reply to the wolf she was running off down to the reeds. Immediately he started after her, "Hey, wait!" Glancing back at Issy as he ran, "We'll be back!" ~To to Tangled Reeds . . . to get going |
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Post by Agro on Feb 6, 2013 0:28:43 GMT -5
((Clauds and Mika, I see you're heading this way, so Agro's going to say Hai. ^_^))
Agro looked almost boredly after the cubs, the first when Damian lost his temper and stormed off, and then when Dakota appeared just long enough to have a similar reaction. Were all cubs this tempermental? He would have to think on that a little later.
Agro watched as Marina and Chance ran off on some sort of adventure, and shrugged it off. He personally never took a mission before Bloomsday. Ah, he had to prepare for that regrettable celebration, didn't he? Agro mentally added it to his to-do list.
But first, he had some business with the Azalea pack alpha. The female at the streambed he recognized as her daughter, a giddy little creature he didn't want to get drawn into conversation with. Her father wasn't much better, stern, cold and all business. He liked the Meister to report in every few days about the guild business. With a hunt recently completed, now seemed a good time to do so.
With a snort and a stretch, Agro left the babbling brook to find the Azalea pack. However, he didn't get far before he heard the sound of a cackling howl. Coyotes? Agro felt a chill. Nasty beasts, coyotes were. It was a wonder the pack didn't do a better job keeping them out. Of course, the Alpha and his only daughter had been at each other's throats a lot lately, so maybe the old coot was too focused on that to deal with little things like borders.
Agro grinned to himself. Borders were really more bother than they were worth. He laughed to himself as he subconsciously gravitated toward the sound. As he began away he caught sight of Claudius again (Mikazaru would be somewhat out of sight) and began to sing a merry tune, sort of to greet but also to get the brute to laugh along.
"If ever I seen a sorer sight it's got to be a 'yote
Poor fella's just about a wolf with half the size and soul
He's stinks a bit like rotten meat and has a gritty coat-y
And when you see them beady eyes you'll think they shine like coal."
"Now that I think a little more a little more I think the little felly
Is not really a wolf because he's got no size or soul
In fact I think that when he sees me he becomes quite jeal-y...."
As Agro excited, the last few lines of the song faded to the inaudible.
- To the Fields
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Mikazaru
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Post by Mikazaru on Feb 6, 2013 13:11:56 GMT -5
Mikazaru entered the stream and looked around. He saw an unknown female, which bothered him a little. He stood there frowning, as he tried to hear the conversation between Marina, the unknown female and the wolf called Chance. Glad he had remembered the wolf's name.
He looked around to see Claudius wasn't yet around. Mikazaru wondered where Claudius could be, as thr white male said he went to the stream to look for the others. He hadn't arrived yet. But, Mikazaru shrugged off the thought and wanted to talk to Marina and Chance.
Just at that moment when he turned around, he saw Marina and Chance running off, they seemed excited about something, Miakzaru wondered what it was. Just a moment later he heard a wolf sing. He wasn't sure whether to call it good or not.
He looked around the area to see Agro walking off, singing.
Mikazaru was getting confused now, because the black wolf didn't know at all where the others were going. He didn't like that. This is why he wanted to stay near the others while having a sore wound; he was going to miss all the adventures and excitement.
He decided to meet the new, unknown female. Her scent smelled familair to Mikazaru, it was faint, but he had smelled it before somewhere. Somewhere at the hunting grounds, before the elk started to go crazy. But he couldn't place this female anywhere in the happenings from the last few hours. She was completely unknown to him.
''H-hello...? Who are you? What's going on?'', he asked the female. As always his shyness turned into curiosity, and he kept asknig the female these questions, whoch would be hard for her to answer all at the same time.
He felt a little bit ashamed for that and shut his mouth, waiting for a response.
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