Here Comes Bloomsday

Dakota
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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 7:33:10 GMT -5

Post by Dakota on Mar 14, 2013 7:33:10 GMT -5

"Why, of course not-""No."

Dakota frowned at Marina. It seemed like she wanted to say more, but decided against it. Why were there so many wolves that just wouldn't speak their mind. She scoffed at the lame response but nodded anyway, “Good. If anyone was going to ignore me, then I'd make sure they'd pay for it.” Dakota stated towards Marina, though her comment was directed at Claudius.

''Don't worry Scruffy, you will be fine. We're not ignoring you, we're just busy with the preparations for Bloomsday. At least, I'm gonna be busy now...''

Dakota lifted her head up to Mikazaru when he started talking. She still held the pout of her face and had her eyes narrowed depending on what he was going to say. She smirked a little bit at the term 'Scruffy' as she remembered the first time she shouted at him. Well, at least he's getting more of a backbone; still scared of me, but I don't mind that in the least. That's how it should be.

''But Damian.'', ''Let me thank you for caring, then. You too, Scruffy.''

Dakota's eyes widened, but in a flash she concealed that emotion and scoffed, “Pftt, like I care about you. Keep dreaming, elk magnet.” Dakota swished her tail around herself and looked away from him. She didn't care about him. She didn't care about anyone other than herself and her brother...and maybe Agro. That being said, it didn't mean that she hated the wolf, she was just very closed off. That was always the safest option for her in the pits, and now it's always stuck with her. So even though she didn't care about Mikazaru, she didn't want him to die (that's about as caring as she would get.)

“There's a different between caring, and showing a little respect. So yeah, whatever, you're on your way to getting it if you grow a backbone.” Dakota brushed off the comment as if it was nothing, “But don't get used to it!”

Dakota grinned at Mika. It was more of a sarcastic grin than a happy one, but still a grin nonetheless. She turned her head to Claudia, wondering if he was going to respond to her, but all he did was shrug. HE SHRUGGED! After causing her to be hurt more, she would think that he would at least do something. She didn't know what she wanted from him. She certainly didn't want a heart to heart from a wolf she had lost all respect for. But she hated the fact that he just shrugged off her comments so easily, “Oi! I didn't just waste my breath for you to shrug it off, you annoying, weak-” Dakota cut herself off with a growl. She was so mad at Claudius, “Fine! You know what? Do what you want, but you're going to be sorry tomorrow. Maybe I'll get a coyote to stand on your neck, so how good that feels huh?” Dakota huffed and was enraged by his nonchalance. She disliked the wolf before, but now she hated him.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed a figure pad towards her. She furrowed her eyebrows and snapped her head in the direction. Seeing it was Chance she raised an eyebrow at him. Wasn't this the scared wolf? The quiet one? She wondered as she looked at him with a face full of sass (as Marina put it).

“What?” Dakota said with the same look as she watched his movements carefully. What was he doing? He was lying down next to Dakota, which severely confused the little pup. Though she didn't show it to him, she simply stared at him with a raised eyebrow.

"How about I offer my services to you tomorrow? Not as a usual one though. How would you like me to dedicate myself to you and you alone to boss around?"

Dakota was surprised by his suggestion. She tilted her head to him and narrowed her eyes, “You do realise what you just asked me right?” She wasn't expecting the wolf to offer his services to her of all wolves. Marina, yes. But her, no way.

Dakota furrowed her eyebrows at Chance and looked at him before a little smile appeared on her face. Not a happy smile as Dakota rarely ever smiled a smile like that, but a knowing smile. A smile that says that she is devising plans. She nodded to Chance, “Okay as long as I get to boss others around too. You can be my personal slave for the day. I wonder how long you'd last?” She questioned herself, though with Chance being right next to her, he would certainly hear. She meant to say it loud enough for him to hear. She wanted to scare him a little.

''Hey Dakota, wanna help find some flowers too?''

“Really? Have you not been paying attention today?” Dakota looked at him, “You're asking the wolf with hay fever to go out and pick flowers?” Dakota sniffled her boogers away and grinned, “Nope. Not going to happen. You and useless over there can do the girly chores.” Dakota smirked, even though she was female, she certainly didn't act like one. Her actions made her so similar to her brother.

Dakota shook her head with a chuckle at Mikazaru, he knew how to amuse her, even if it was unintentional. When Agro started speaking, Dakota let out a yawn and stretched her body slowly, getting all the kinks out of her muscles. Her neck protested a little, but it was getting better. Slowly but surely. She stood up and padded out of the gap between Marina and Chance and grinned at them, “Agro's right, you're going to need plenty of rest, especially you Chance.”

Without another word, Dakota ran over to her brother and pounced on him. She rolled around with him and kicked his bad leg with a smirk, “You should get some rest too, baby brother.”

Wolves Addressed: Mika, Damian, Chance, Marina, Claudius
Wolves Mentioned; Agro

Damian
Pup

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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 11:41:54 GMT -5

Post by Damian on Mar 14, 2013 11:41:54 GMT -5

Annoyed. Angry. Frustrated. All three were words that were used to describe Damian right now as he laid under the paws of Agro. Why was Claudius so plain? So blind? He just couldn't understand it, no matter how hard he tried. Couldn't he see that the wolves around him were family; except the pups. Damian wanted nothing to do with the white male. The others he could tolerate, but not this one. Not Claudius. As soon as he was in charge of this pack, he knew the first wolf he would be banishing. If any wolf tried to stop him then they would also join his fate. Would Agro try to stop the white wolf from being banished? Would he fight Damian for the crown again? A small growl emitted from him and his fur slightly raised. His eyes narrowed in thought as he stared at nothing in particular. The sight could have made others laugh as the pup and old man were both in that 'deep in thought' look.

His little head turned at the sound of his sister's voice as it tore through the air. She was mad. Very mad. Not even Damian would go near her when she was like this. A angry female was more terrifying them a man with a gun. Damian was dreading the whole servant thing tomorrow, but he was sure he could out of it. Maybe they were just joking. Damian hoped that was the answer or he'd have to face the wrath of his sister.

(Insert Agro's speech)

The pup quickly wiggled away from the older wolf, making sure that he would not try that again. The sudden freedom felt good; the old wolf's legs were pretty heavy on the pup's back. He gave a small shake as he stood back on his own three paws. He glared at the old fart as he also got up onto his own paws. “I want to know the ending.” Damian asserted. He didn't like it when a story was half told and then the rest would come later. He found it frustrating; but when Agro told him that the rules were to be told in the morning, that's what really riled the pup. “Rules? What rules? Agro!” He growled as he limbed towards the male, demanding to know what was in store for him.

However, before he could even get close to the male, his sister tackled him to the ground. He let out a yelp of pain as Dakota kicked on his injured leg. Tears sprang to the wolf's eyes without his control, but he quickly blinked them away. Damian wasn't one to cry over his injuries, he did not believe in crying over something petty. Pain was something he could overcome and inflict on others.

“Shut up, sis” He growled as he pawed at her neck with a wicked grin. He twisted away from his sister and grabbed hold of her ear and tugged before turning his attention on her tail. With a sharp bite he grabbed hold of it and tugged her towards the den. “Nighty night, sis” He snarled playfully as he pushed her, sending her tumbling into the den. Damian peeked his head into the den and let out a small amused snort. His sister was covered in a coat of white fluff from the rabbit that he had tore apart earlier. It's blood and fluff decorated the den and made it look like a bloody cloud. Something Damian was proud off. Especially the little bits of guts that littered themselves between the fluff.

Wolves addressed: Agro and Dakota
Wolves mentioned: Claudius, Agro and Dakota
Notes: He's a little happier, especially making a mess of the den. (I made permission from Dakota to push her)
Word count: 596

Last Edit: Mar 14, 2013 12:40:10 GMT -5 by Damian

Marina
Lehrling

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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 11:49:18 GMT -5

Post by Marina on Mar 14, 2013 11:49:18 GMT -5

"How about I offer my services to you tomorrow? Not as a usual one though. How would you like me to dedicate myself to you and you alone to boss around?"

Marina's ears twitched in surprise at Chance's offer. Admittedly she felt a little jealous; a personal slave would have been great fun. Dakota looked surprised as well, though her face quickly melted into another saucy smirk. “Okay as long as I get to boss others around too. You can be my personal slave for the day. I wonder how long you'd last?”

"You're in for it now, friend," Marina chortled to Chance as Dakota trotted off to harass her brother. She fell silent, watching Mikazaru arrange more flowers. Hadn't he been hurt earlier?

"How are you feeling, Mika?" She called.

(laziest post in the history of posts)

Last Edit: Mar 14, 2013 11:49:43 GMT -5 by Marina

Mikazaru
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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 14:29:49 GMT -5

Post by Mikazaru on Mar 14, 2013 14:29:49 GMT -5

''How are you feeling, Mika?''
Mikazaru turned his head to see Marina, looking at him. She seemed a bit worried and Mikazaru wondered why. But then he realized she must have been wondering about his wound.

Actually he hadn't felt the wound anymore since he started helping Claudius with his search for flowers. He looked down at his side to see the wound was still there, but less bad. It didn't hurt anymore, though.

''Oh um, I feel fine. Much better. I think the wound has really started to heal.'', he said, smiling and waggiing his tail.

(lazy post too, yay us~)

Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind,
And therefore is winged Cupid painted blind.

~William Shakespeare~

Chance
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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 18:19:36 GMT -5

Post by Chance on Mar 14, 2013 18:19:36 GMT -5

Take a Chance. . .

Chance did his best to stay calm as he waited for Dakota's answer. Slowly he nodded his head at her question. He did realise that he may have just volunteered for the worst day of his life. But it was something he thought he needed to to. It may gain some respect from the pup and then again it may not, he might spend a day being a door mat for nothing. If so, at least it will keep him humble.

He looked down at his paws when she accepted, wondering how long he would last too. Chance stayed where he was as Dakota got up to attack her brother, head lowering to rest on his paws as the two pups roughhoused each other.

Hearing Marina he lifted his head to look over at her. "Yeah... I am..." he agreed. Curling his tail around his side, Chance laid his head back down. He would need some sleep that night and out under the stars was a fine blanket to have.

. . . to show the quiet side

Last Edit: Mar 14, 2013 18:21:14 GMT -5 by Chance

Claudius
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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 14, 2013 18:31:31 GMT -5

Post by Claudius on Mar 14, 2013 18:31:31 GMT -5

Claudius continued to hum to himself as he gathered up some flowers and began spreading them around. The more flowers he and Mikazaru spread, the less noticeable the stink of urine became. Satisfied, he stepped back, and broke wind. Smiling proudly, he began to swish his tail furiously as Mikazaru came over, trying to disperse the smell.

''Hope these look good enough. I saw a few more, in the colors orange, red, pink and purple. I will get those, too. Can you please bury these already before they might die by water shortage?''

Claudius smiled at him. "Those are great, Mik! I wouldn't worry about the flowers, they'll be fine overnight, and for tomorrow's celebrations."[/i]

Putting the finishing touches to the flower arranging, he turned his head as Agro spoke. It was getting late, and he would have to rest up, ready to be ordered around by the ladies tomorrow.

With a stretch, Claudius padded over to the den, where some of the guild had already gone back to. He rolled his eyes at the state of the den, but said nothing. With a tired sigh, he curled up near the entrance of the den, and allowed himself to drop off into a deep sleep.

Wolves Addressed: Mikazaru
Wolves Mentioned: Agro

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Marina
Lehrling

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Here Comes Bloomsday Mar 15, 2013 12:13:47 GMT -5

Post by Marina on Mar 15, 2013 12:13:47 GMT -5

''Oh um, I feel fine. Much better. I think the wound has really started to heal.''

"That's swell," yawned Marina, tired. She watched as the others withdrew into or around an old den - an odd habit, she noted - or curled up right where they were. Marina chose the latter, rolling on her back to stare at the stars. Everyone had been so kind to her here; they hadn't met her for a minute before they invited her to eat with them, sleep with them, celebrate with them. What a friendly bunch of wolves, despite their bickering.

Briefly she wondered if Tristan and Issy were okay. No doubt they were looking forward to celebrating Bloomsday together. Issy would have Tristan all to herself, and he would happily oblige to her every command. Marina's allowed herself a moment to wallow in jealousy - that should have been her and Seamus!

No, no, no! She rolled over into a tight ball and hid her face beneath her tail. No thinking about Seamus. Move forward. The rock which looked so much like him flickered through her mind, making her stomach squirm with fear. It had been a rock, she reminded herself firmly, only a rock. Seamus' ghost wasn't here, because Marina wasn't alone anymore.

She looked up to reassure herself, spotting Chance and Aderyn nearby, and Claudius in front of the den. They all looked peaceful. The ghost wasn't going to scare her tonight; she could be peaceful too.

Sighing, Marina curled up tight and occupied her mind with thinking up frivolous commands for tomorrow. Still, it took her quite awhile to fall asleep.