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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2018 0:05:43 GMT -8
The chocolate she-wolf had nothing assigned to her, so she took upon the role of pup-sitter, and stationary scout. She couldn't watch the pups while patrolling, but she couldn't easily spot other wolves from the center of the makeshift common grounds Rowan had established. It was an unfavourable position for the logical bitch, but with two jobs to be done, she rationalized it easily enough. She could filter scents through her nose, searching for anything new or abnormal. Naturally, as the though formed she adopted the practice. The only abnormal scent she could find was Hye-Su's, and the newest pup that remain anonymous still. While still very in tune with her surroundings, Wingnut tuned into the musings of the pups before her. Mint's exuberant greeting bombarded her ears, earning him a subtle flick of her ears as she tried to listen in to the rest of her conversation. "Hello, my name is Niqo," the newest official member of the pack was finally named, "Thank you, your eyes are quite striking as well!" It was intriguing to hear the pup be so dapper and speak so professionally. What were the origins of this pattern? Parents were always an option, but considering that he had been found wandering alone, he likely did not keep in their company long. The extreme contrast between his well versed English skills and Mint's bare grasp of the language was interesting to observe. The albino coywolf's struggle and victory did not go unnoticed by Wingnut. Dusty, Rowan, and Raisa working with the small pup on his words had most definitely paid off, but there was still a long way to go. Her attention was snapped away from the pups by the sound of pawsteps coming from the grasses. One was the familiar limp of Rowan, so the other, lighter steps she knew to be Hye-Su's. Her black masked face watched as Rowan returned. She didn't begin to listen to their conversation until her name floated in on the breeze. "That's her. Incredibly intelligent, always been able to think two, three steps ahead. She and her brother Twizzle make a perfect hunting pair - I'm sure that she'd enjoy an apt pupil. She's a sensible wolf, so remain sensible, and she'll remain sweet. As sweet as she can be, at least." Empty amber eyes followed Hye-Su and Rowan as he spoke, blinking and giving a small head nod with an emotionless face. She could not hold up to Rowan's description, sweet was not in her nature. Nothing was. Sense, that she could function with however. The rest of Rowan's words were heard by Wingnut, but she no longer paid full attention towards her Alpha. Her surroundings and the pups received the brunt of her attention until the sound of boar's flesh tearing hit her ear. Robotically, Wingnut swiveled her head to watch the yearling devour a chunk of the boar. Wingnut approved. Her frame was notably thin, and emaciation was not a positive factor for what she knew to be a new pack member. Her usefulness would be much improved is she acquired more muscle mass. With Dusty still around the pups and Rowan not far away, the chocolate she-wolf rose to her paws. The ebony yearling was cleaning the blood off her muzzle as Wingnut approached. She placed her rump on the ground with no care for grace while observing the she-wolf silently. After a moment, the bitch spoke in her monotonous voice, "You are our new member." It wasn't a question disguised as a statement, it was an observation. She would never waste time on such colloquial idiocies. "You mentioned desiring training. What is it that you want to learn?" she began again, referencing back to Rowan's mention of her appreciating a sensible pupil. If the she-wolf wanted to learn anything from her, she would be the judge of whether or not logic was this she-wolf's strong suit. Time would tell. Alpha Rowan @dusty Guardian Raisa @joy @mint @niqo Scout Hye-Su @twizzle |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 16, 2018 20:29:12 GMT -8
"I think we should probably look at getting something smaller, maybe two rabbits? I can get one, and you could try for another? If not I can always wait until later to eat." Cersiren nodded slowly, and a slight hint of discomfort pinged at the back of her mind at the thought of her attempting to hunt. However, she would not object nor try to avoid it. After all, being able to hunt on her own was a much needed survival skill in the wild, and if her and Seymour were to part, she would be back to eating the leftovers of other animals, always hungry and never eating to her fill. She also wanted to be self-sustainable, and not seem like a pathetic or weak she-wolf who couldn't hunt for herself.
"Okay," she agrees, shifting her weight from side to side. "But you may have to teach me quite a few things... I hate to be of a nuisance, but I really am slightly helpless at catching something on my own." She furrows her brow at the slightly uncomfortable thought of her trying to hunt, her lopsided crouch, her slow pounces, her completely missing a mouse directly in front of her and crashing to the side of it, it being able to easily hobble away while she lay in the dust, embarrassed. She was not languid or lazy, just happened to be hunting was essentially the only thing she was bad at.
The lovely female looked around at her surroundings, and, slightly unsure of herself but determined to try her best, took a sniff in the air, and opened up her ears. The scent of rabbit was carried to her nostrils (unsurprising, seeing as many of them inhabited the land here), and she turned herself to follow this scent. She walked slowly, keeping her eyes out for a creature. She stopped a few yards before where the scents of rabbit, old and new, clumped together in a mouth-watering mass. A burrow. This should be easy enough, she could crouch, wait for one to show itself, and pounce. Well, easy for a wolf who could actually hunt.
Taking a deep breath as if filling her lungs with courage, she placed herself at an appropriate distance and got into what felt like her best hunting crouch. The problem was, having no real hunting experience or training, she didn’t know what a good hunting crouch felt like. Her butt was up in the air and lopsided, while her chest lay practically on the ground, and her legs were stanced awkwardly, as she didn’t know how to bend or place them. She turns her head to look over her shoulder and winces a bit and looks back forward so Seymour can’t see her squint her eyes in embarrassment. Even she knew this was nowhere near a good start to a hunt, and she could practically feel Seymour looking at her funny. Embarrassment was not an emotion she commonly felt, and currently it flooded her body, bringing heat to her skin and tenseness to her muscles. She clears her throat a bit.
”I am getting a slight feeling this isn’t correct,” she says. Despite her feeling embarrassed, she was still level-headed and had a slight dignity to her, and a strange grace still held itself in her awkwardly positioned limbs, though that was just her presence and her personality at work as always.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 19, 2018 8:28:45 GMT -8
A dark - grayish she-wolf padded through the apparentely lifeless territory, with her nose rised tried to find any food avalieble she could eat the long traveling from the last territory opened her hunger again, the idea of sleeping without food made her do the research with determination this months of lonely traveling made her very consious about the challenges life as loner had for her , she now appreciates more any chances life gives to her, she will take adavntage of everything she finds on her way, everything she encourages, all the time she had expent by her self-made her become more aware of life . Karini was afraid, afraid of committing a mistake here and mistakes in this loner life are unforgivable, some even would have as a result death or injuries that could affect her health. "Well... let's see if I can get a better chance here..but this doesn't take my apprehension to meet other wolves to vanish...what if they attack me? I don't have a way of knowing if any wolf living here are nice to strangers..." After a while, her nose could catch a wolf scent on the air, in that instant a mix of strong feelings formed in her mind, fear, excitement, hope, happiness, and curiosity. All of this danced inside of her head. So with nervous, she walked slowly toward the smell origins. As she was approaching, the scent intensified highly, like if there wasn't just one wolf, but a multitude of them. But she stopped, this wasn't right, it wasn't right to approach strangers like this. What if they attack her? or even kill her? "Should i come any further? This could be dangerous...But I could die as well if I keep a loner life..." This two scenarios made her desition very hard, come to this wolves and see if they attack or not? Or dying of starvation, a life choice was on her mind
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Post by Scout Hye-Su on Mar 27, 2018 13:13:15 GMT -8
Hye-Su watched with plum eyes as Wingnut moved towards her. Her body stilled mid lick as the she-wolf dropped ungracefully to her hindquarters mere feet away. Eyes moving across Wingnut, the she-wolf looked powerful. A tail flicking to acknowledge her presence, Hye-Su went back to grooming the rest of the blood off her paws and muzzle. The taste of drying blood was disgusting, but appearances mattered to the yearling, at least in attempt to not look grizzled.
Without tact, the older she-wolf began speaking, an ebony ear flicking in her direction. "You are our new member." The words were easily understood as a statement, an obvious one at that. A small eyebrow raised in question about stating such a thing but quickly went away as the brown she-wolf went on. "You mentioned desiring training. What is it that you want to learn?" Moving to stand, Hye-Su stretched out her forelimbs, humming at the gentle feeling of a full belly.
Turning her head, she finally spoke, "I want to be trained in fighting, self-defense, and hunting," her own statement void of emotion, just simple facts. Her body lacked muscle, making her journey to be a hard one as she had little endurance or stamina. Her own knowledge of fighting or hunting was sparse, being a year old and not knowing how to hunt felt like shame to Hye-Su, but that was the life she had lived.
The sound of crunching caught her attention as her head swivelled to where the sound came from. Not too far away stood a black she-wolf, her body seemed to be anxious and nervous. A tail flicked behind her as her eyes went to Wingnut to see her own reaction to the stranger.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 30, 2018 12:15:57 GMT -8
The ink-stained yearling introduced herself with all formalities accustomed to apprenticeship; a salmon tongue over swiping thin, onyx jaws betraying the hint of hunger to her tone. Lavender eyes looked to him, adamant for approval, an innocent adolescence entering the ebony apprentice's voice as she requested for her fill. Wisdom breached far beyond years, to be certain, but a child was a child in each and every sense of the term. A fact he'd take care to bear in mind as they entered their first training under his mentorship; while mature, her mind remained in an imminent age of advancement. Whatever guidance he gave could be critical to her development, preparing her for a future in an inhospitable world. Soon, (too soon, in his own humble opinion), were yearlings forced to flee into an increasingly apathetic world, all skills absent that could have contributed towards faint, tepid survival. Potential skill practically fell into selfish, insatiable paws seeking power and prestige at other's accord, incessantly exploiting the eager, wide-eyed, and innocent. Not so with Su. He'd tend his task. Train her to hunt with hardiness and fight with ferocity. Advise her as she matured, hopefully steering her to the right path. Tenderly whisper the world's secrets, both the bad and the good, so that she might learn from its fetid mistakes. "What's she about?" Raisa's sweet chime shimmered, casually shifting a soft, rosy gaze against his ashen one. Innocent grace illuminated her ivory charms, innocuously appealing. Still a new arrival, to be sure, but there was something perfectly sweet in her innocence; embedded within endearing, affectionate demeanors that he couldn't help but find beauty in. Inviolability seemed impossible, but wasteland brutality had left her untouched. Rare as his approval remained, he enjoyed her company, and hoped that he might receive more of it. A permanent new parental figure could only continue benefitting his brood, and she'd been sensational in substituting the pup's absent parents. The trio would grow wonderfully; accomplished, well-adjusted adults mere years, months away. A soft, gentle sigh passed through puce lips as he contemplated a possible answer. "She's a child. A yearling's age. Eager to please and perfect her skill, but unfortunately bears none. Asked - demanded, actually - to be taught under my own mentorship. She decided for me the moment we'd met." A gentle amusement filled ashen features as he swiveled his ears; soft, gentle snaps perforating the peace of the open plain. "I decided I couldn't possibly refuse." "We're going to go sparring," he added, a soft, playful smile finding sorrel features. "If you'd like, you can bring your brood along. Maybe they'll better their battle skills as well." Long, ashen limbs arched beneath his battered frame as he adjusted his stance. "We'll be working in the clearing. I hope to see you there." Flickering a faint, ashen gaze towards Su, he saw her and his business-only beta acquainting themselves. Vague chatter veered between them for one fleeting, singular flash of a second, simmering as swiftly as it had ignited. Languidly, he drifted his gaze towards the dusky pair's distractor before decidedly picking up pace. A squirming, anxious stranger had met his gaze, looming a tad closer to camp than he ever hoped to be comfortable with. A faint, gentle flicker of an onyx tail ordered Wingnut to adopt the authoritative confidence of any operational pack's beta; the bold, unintimidated build. Seamlessly, he slipped into similar posture, taking care to ensure, despite his dislike, a position of power. "Wingnut," he whispered in passing. "This is no child. I don't see danger - anxious, hyper aware of every odd noise and creak - but the potential's there. She's too close to camp to confront. I need you to escort her a few yards further. Investigate, find her motives, her reasoning, and bring her back for our final approval. Sense falseness, sense danger, and you may send her off with all works of force necessary. Howl if you find you're in need of assistance - I'll be there at the flick of your tail."
As Wingnut ambled off, he beckoned his apprentice to follow with a deft brief dip of his head, shifting thick sorrel paws towards golden, thinning grassland. The clearing was small, but suitable for a first brawl, with a good amount of space to spar uninhibited. "Now," Rowan halted in his tracks, whirling to meet Su's mulberry gaze. "Your training commences. Today, I'll teach you the basics of battle. Pay attention. You may be able to survive without hunting, but if you don't bear the basic capability to defend yourself, you'll be eaten alive. My best mentor was experience, and so I shall provide the same to you." Carefully, he crouched his posture, centering his weight over his hind legs. "Attack me without restraint. The day that you are able to throw me off my feet and slip your jaws around my neck is the day that your training completes. I want to see full unbridled force. No hesitation, no fear. Don't disguise a single ability. I will fight with the same courtesy. Now," he snarled, hoisting grey hackles in a battle's arch. "Begin!"Tagged: @dusty, Scout Hye-Su, @joy, @karini, @mint, @niqo, Guardian Raisa |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2018 13:51:10 GMT -8
Karini was still unsure if anything good would come if she gets closer to the wolves she smelled before, but the urgency of eating something and more important the urgency of safety in groups. So after more minutes of pondering about it, she gives steps ahead whatever happens to her, she won't give up and if things turn heavy, she will run as it wasn't a tomorrow. "Here I go...common Karini...you can do it..." The yearling said as approaches to them. As she comes closer she notices a group of wolves, as she did her body stopped moving as a wave of deep fear takes over her motion, she was now scared, she tried to don't be nervous but she couldn't help but stay still there. Karini looks around to make sure no one sneaks on her, and being incapable of moving didn't give her any chance of either run or fight. At that moment she started to shake in fear, she was too young to even give a fight with adults, so she was in a point of no return |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2018 18:20:17 GMT -8
The ebony yearling before her took a few seconds to answer, stretching her limbs out in front of her. "I want to be trained in fighting, self-defense, and hunting," Her voice finally emerged. Wingnut blinked slowly. She could forgive the slow response due to the straightforwardness of the young wolf. First impressions were important. The wolf that had approached was respectful, albeit oddly mature. She supposed it would be less jarring to hear such maturity from a near adult rather than Niqo, the now second newest member of the group. Wingnut watched as violet eyes flicked to something behind her. Her bored amber eyes followed suit, her black masked face twisting to see a dusty raven she-wolf looking oddly afraid for seemingly no reason. Wingnut, just as ungracefully as before, rose to her paws. This stranger had caught her nose a few seconds ago, but was much closer than she had anticipated. Her eyes flicked to Rowan for permission to take action as he approached with Raisa. As the cream male walked past her, Wingnut lowered her head to better catch his words to her. "Wingnut, this is no child. I don't see danger - anxious, hyper aware of every odd noise and creak - but the potential's there. She's too close to camp to confront. I need you to escort her a few yards further. Investigate, find her motives, her reasoning, and bring her back for our final approval. Sense falseness, sense danger, and you may send her off with all works of force necessary. Howl if you find you're in need of assistance - I'll be there at the flick of your tail," his clear instructions were received well by the logic she-wolf. Wingnut's ears rose into a more assertive position, her tail also raising to look more like a Beta. With no gesture of farewell, Wingnut moved towards the female. "You!" Wingnut unceremoniously barked at seemingly skittish she-wolf. It didn't matter what this wolf's personality was like, Wingnut was going to treat her the same as she did all other rogues that approached, and that was with uncaring formality. "Follow me for a moment," her monotonous voice spoke normally as she passed the she-wolf. Her tail tapped the stranger's back in a rare guiding gesture to lead the she-wolf those few meters further as Rowan had requested. Once stationed a comfortable distance from the clearing, Wingnut turned to face the she-wolf. Her drab gaze swept over the female the same way as she had done to Hye-Su just moments before. From what she could see, the she wolf was undeniably average. " What is you name and what are your intentions in approaching this group?" Wingnut drilled towards the female, her face not leaving it's unemotional state. @karini Alpha Rowan @dusty Scout Hye-Su @joy @mint @niqo Guardian Raisa @rain |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 31, 2018 19:44:24 GMT -8
Certainly, this pup had an odd demeanor about him. However, Niqo couldn't be considered 'normal' either, and it wasn't like this pup's oddness was a bad thing. In fact, it was more so a contagious thing, being around him made Niqo's face instinctively stretch into a smile and his tail absentmindedly wag, the energy coming off of this pup's body seemed to come off in waves, almost settling on the tips of Niqo's fur and feeling like electricity. He wasn't sure exactly how to explain it, just that this pup had a contagious, exciting demeanor that made him want to smile and be young, young as he was. Niqo permits a small smile on his face, his mouth slightly open as he listens to this pup's next little tangent. Mint could say four words and make them sound like a tangent. "Wanna be... Wanna be wolves?" the pup says, seeming to search for the words. Once he had squeezed out this sentence, his face went through a movie of emotions. Excited and happy and innocent, to confused, to frustrated, to excitement as the word seemed to come to him finally. "Fur-end-zzz! Wanna be fur-end-zzz?" Mint says, seemingly happy to get the correct words out. Niqo almost envied that satisfaction, strangely enough. He never really got satisfaction out of what he said or what words he used, it just came out. "Well, of course, I would be obliged t-" Niqo cuts himself off. He suspects this young pup doesn't have quite the same grasp on language that Niqo does. "Well, yes!" Niqo says with a small smile, the simple sentence almost sending a shiver down his spine. He was not used to such simple syntax, but he did so want to continue conversation with this pup. It was very comforting to know he had a place in the group now. Not like a position or a task, but that place to go when he didn't know what to do. When everyone was lazily milling around these grounds, hanging with their own friends, he would not have to linger around alone, he would have a companion to go to. Not that Niqo was scared to make friends or talk to others, as he could be quite good at it, but he was glad to have a companion. He hoped they would become close and do a lot of things together. A wolf he had not met yet seemed to be giving a new wolf a tour around the place, introducing her to the wolves around here. Wingnut, a wolf that Niqo found himself liking though he didn't even really know her (he supposed he liked her attitude, he could tell she cared about the condition of the group and took her job seriously), rose to speak to the she-wolf, before being informed of a stranger at the edge of the group and going to confront them. It had seemed he had joined on a day that many other strangers chose to attempt to join or socialize with the group. Quickly, he drove his attention back to Mint, his smile returning. @mint @wingnut Alpha Rowan Scout Hye-SuOOC: So sorry for the delay, things have been hectic! |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2018 9:32:45 GMT -8
Karini´s fear increased to higher levels as a wolf from the group with hostility talked to her, now she was so scared that she wasn't able saying nothing. Some tears started to come out of her golden eyes, the yearling didn't know how to fight so she would be an easy target to defeat or even kill. Her slender body started to shake as panic started to take over her body that thanks to the lack of food was weak and fragile "I...I don't because... I am done with being alone... I don't know how to hunt r even fight...I just want a family...."
She flattened her ears as more and more fear came in, since she had lost her beloved family the hands of a merciless fire she had to pass through hard times as the absence of hunting skills forced her to eat death meat and poor sources of food. This months of traveling by herself has been weakening her body and soul so she needed to find a place she could calm her home, but she was afraid of joining a pack or group believing she would be treated badly, so this was a very extreme situation for her to come here and having the possibility of being attacked.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 1, 2018 19:45:37 GMT -8
To Wingnut, she looked like an assertive, neutral figure. She wasn't giving out any signs of aggression nor friendliness, simply her higher standing in hierarchy. However, it seemed that to this stranger, she was some sort of demon wolf. Wingnut watched with hidden intrigue as tears fell from the she-wolf's cheeks. Why was she crying? Why was she so upset? Wingnut was reluctant to shift her persona to communicate with this she-wolf, but it was clear that without some sort of gentle touch, this she-wolf would just break down. "I...I don't because... I am done with being alone... I don't know how to hunt or even fight...I just want a family...." the female's broken response came through her tears. Wingnut blinked slowly. This was like an emotional wreck version of Hye-Su. She seemed like she wanted to learn, but her confidence was in the ground. Wingnut released a small sigh. It was irritating to the she-wolf to have to adopt some sort of motherly perspective. She wasn't caring. She barely supported the pups in the group's development. She wasn't caring in the way that this wolf needed. An idea came into Wingnut's head, but before she set it into action, she looked back at the rest of the pack. The pups were still communicating. Rowan and Hye-Su were setting up to spar, but the one wolf that she wished to see only seemed to be observing. Rowan had mentioned that if she needed help, she could call him, but he was in the middle of something. He was also not the wolf she needed at the moment. Turning away from the ball of confusing emotions beside her, Wingnut barked back towards the commons, "Raisa, some assistance is needed."Based off of the she-wolf's previous reactions, her bark would likely startle her. Turning back to the she-wolf, Wingnut's voice softened only slightly, "No harm is coming to you here. I called Raisa because she is more motherly and can communicate with you better. Also, I missed your name." She spoke with her voice loud enough so that the she-wolf she had called over would hear it if she was walking towards them. She hoped that the pearly she-wolf would come to her aid. The thought of having to communicate with this she-wolf on her own was simply exhausting. @karini Guardian Raisa Alpha Rowan Scout Hye-Su @dusty @mint @joy @niqo @twizzle |
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Post by Scout Hye-Su on Apr 12, 2018 17:12:31 GMT -8
"The path to success is to take massive, determined action."
Anthony Robbins
Ebony ears flickered towards Rowan as he approached Wingnut and her. Plum eyes watched him carefully as he whispered into a chocolate ear about the new arrival. Hye-Su stood only when he turned her way, a bob of her head in greeting. A swing of his head towards her had her following after him quickly, her smaller legs having her stepping twice as often after the taller male. Already she could feel the tiredness settling into her bones after the meal. She had been travelling for a few days without sleep, her own knowledge of her future without a group looming a head of her kept her from sleep. Now, though, with safety blanketing her, and a promise of a better future, had her eyelids wanting to close. Stifling a yawn, she flicked her ears to only focus on Rowan's voice.
"Now," his voice was rougher than before, but the tone was to be expected with the upcoming spar. His quick whirl had Hye-Su taking a step back, bracing her body in case he was to lunge unexpectedly. "Your training commences. Today, I'll teach you the basics of battle. Pay attention. You may be able to survive without hunting, but if you don't bear the basic capability to defend yourself, you'll be eaten alive. My best mentor was experience, and so I shall provide the same to you." Hye-Su nodded in agreement, eyes narrowing as she focused her gaze on his body. He was reading himself, so she did as well, pulling further away and tightening her muscles. "Attack me without restraint. The day that you are able to throw me off my feet and slip your jaws around my neck is the day that your training completes. I want to see full unbridled force. No hesitation, no fear. Don't disguise a single ability. I will fight with the same courtesy. Now, Begin!"
The snarl from her mentor had her own building in her throat but control over her emotions had the sound stopping abruptly. Thankfully, Hye-Su was intelligent, which would keep her from blindly charging towards Rowan. Instead the ebony yearling stayed back and circled looking for a week point. He was larger and muscular, as well as weak towards the hindquarters. Making a full circle around him she finally moved, using her light-frame to her advantage she moved swiftly towards Rowan's hindquarters where his back leg was week. Lunging upwards she would attempt to slam her small body against his week leg to get him off balance. If she succeeded she would attempt to grab onto the base of his tail and thrash the appendage around, not fully sinking her teeth in to not cause permanent damage, however, keeping the grip to continue to deal damage to his more sensitive appendage.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 12, 2018 17:33:02 GMT -8
Karini sighed in agreement to Wingnut's words, the fear was far from vanishing completely but it did enough for Karin to sit down. She wasn't sure if this was the right decision but she wasn't going to be a loner any longer. She looked around in an attempt to fade the nerves from her mind, she didn't know how she would react when more wolves come to her, being surrounded would turn on her fears again and to a higher level than she already was. "Okay...sorry for bothering... I know I am annoying..." She was aware that her sad personality could end by annoying those who meet her.
The soft wind made her relax a bit more but she was still on max alert from anything that could happen, she tried but the untrust she felts didn't gave too much help. The yearling closed her eyes to have a better chance of making things in the best way possible, the last thing she wants is having troubles here.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 21, 2018 12:10:11 GMT -8
Twizzle
Though vaguely, Twizzle paid attention with waning interest in the milling around of his fellows, yellow ochre eyes shifting from one form to the next. Slanted eyes travelled to the returning form of Rowan, slender skull dipped downward in a fox-like position as he observed the caramel and off-white leader's actions. His new companion was an ebony yearling, svelte in frame with silky hair and stunning eyes that resembled lavender flowers. She seemed to carry herself with an air of importance and regality, her stride balanced with both grace and purpose that very few adults had the pleasure of possessing. As Twizzle bothered to lift raven ears, he detected her tender words, fleeting but perfect in many ways. Her ways intrigued him some, but as she seemed most interested in her conversation with Rowan and Wingnut, he chose to not intervene. He would find time to discuss with her later if his curiosity got the better of him.
Lifting from his rested haunches, the slim chocolate brute gazed around him once again. There seemed no point in his presence here currently, which didn't bother him much. Cupped paws shifted forward, raising small clouds of dust as he departed the common area, leaving his makeshift pack behind for a while to explore the territory and wolves he had not yet seen. Furthering his strides, the monotonous words of his sister entered his ears and swiveled his direction, spinning him toward her without effort. The scent of a new wolf, female as well, clouded the grounds as he spotted them easily. The newest seemed rather similar in appearance to himself and Wingnut, a gunmetal and warm gray with black points and mask. "Okay...sorry for bothering... I know I am annoying..." She came across as a rather timid being, though Twizzle had encroached on an already started conversation.
Coming to a pause near his sister, the milk chocolate brute gave the newcomer a flat. "Hello," Before glancing toward his sibling for answers. His posture was hardly dominant, more relaxed though his cold expression spoke quite the opposite.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2018 13:53:51 GMT -8
A stubborn, resolute staunchness filled the gaunt yearling's gaze; alight with a delightful, adamant desire of demonstrating aptitude. To appear talented, astute, brilliantly, wonderfully bright was a wish forever whispering in marvelous young minds, the permanently semi-perked ears of eager, wide-eyed adolescents willing to wield ambition's wonder. Violet eyes veered against his amber with scouring, analytical scrutiny, sifting for the faintest slip of softness. Perhaps the poignant vulnerability of the soft, tender socket of his eye, the lameness of his ochre hind, the entire, blind exposure of his one-eyed side would seem a suitable target. All were ample fodder. Selection, however, seemed trivial in retrospect. Any sensible animal with a working eye could pinpoint a foe's weakness. True subverted talent lay in pinpointing their own, in drinking in each innocuous detail of their own being. The ebony yearling encircled him once; guarded placidity gracing her gaunt features as she assigned her playing hand. Suddenly, like sable lightning, she burst forwards behind him, slamming thin, slated paws into his crippled hind. Clever observation. Completely predictable. Already, he'd shifted his weight from previous fours onto the other functional three, steeling his stiffening limb for sudden forceful impact. His work has been laid before him.
"Play to your strengths!" he cautioned; his weakened hind anchored to a standstill. Although she'd attempted to deliver a deft blow, her bone thin build lacked adequate strength. Poised, aimed precisely, but lacking the jarring, painful jilt a well-dealt blow wielded. Sharp fangs seized the sensitive, yielding softness of his onyx tail with a wonderful precision, thrashing its thickness between thin, bared jaws. A better attempt, but lacking the lavish brutality of battle. "If you bear my build," he roared, thrashing a thick hind-leg backwards, scooping dry, scant dust between curved black claws, aiming towards amethyst. "Don't weave, dancing in and out of the fray. Likewise, if you are small, young, and malnourished," he snarled, whipping around with the time the dust had hopefully bought to launch his own series of blows, taking care to ensure he'd centered his pads, curling his claws inward. "Don't hurtle in headfirst! The world is brutal - it will not grant you sympathy! Restored vigor riveted behind each blow as he aimed, each launched with looming earnestness. What good would accuracy be if blows could never complete launch? Normally, he'd negate his strategy, but in rare instances where a wolf could be easily beaten, it lay irrelevant. Primal instinct paraded in logic's initial position; absorbed within a wild animalism. "Dodge!" he demanded each time ebony met fine, sleek fur. "You've only moments to move. A minute, a moment's hesitation, and you'll find yourself embedded in enemy jaws." Switching tactics suddenly, a long, puce limb hooked behind her blackened one, yanking outwards to hopefully topple her blithe delicate balance. If Rowan succeeded in swiping it, he'd barge himself forwards, slamming thick sorrel paws into an inky chest. Precariously, he'd position himself on top of her, angling broad auburn jaws against the ash of her onyx. Fine ivory fangs scraped paper thin sky as he jerked his jaws, allowing his alabaster to prick the pitch dark fur. "And then, all of a sudden, as swift as it began, it'll be instantly over. A single, well-aimed snap. No second chances. No do-overs. Sympathy, patience, sorrow - are legends, the lot. The world fights with full, unrelenting force, and has never hesitated for the faint-hearted, the fearful, the fool." Warily, a war torn maw tilted upwards as he released his grip, allowing his ashen charge a moment's breath. "You've a lifetime to learn. It'll be a brutal, painstakingly long path, but when you reach your end, you'll hold your own against every adversary. You'll be ready for what the world can wield against you. However," A small, deft smile graced his greying maw. "For now, focus on rest. The world can be conquered after you've gained your strength."Tagged: Scout Hye-Su, @joy, @karini, @mint, @niqo, Guardian Raisa, @twizzle, @wingnut |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 22, 2018 14:56:47 GMT -8
She lowered more her eras as a stranger say hello to her, for her both wolves seemed to don't be any kind and nice to wolves in need like her. She was shivering now as the fear like a monster was slowly eating her slowly and painfully. With each moment she was more and more scared, she wished her family was here to save her but they were dead, and will never return, she knew she had to face these things by herself or will not become the wolf she wants to be, but this kind of situations were she felt so helpess didnt mede this transition easier as these wolves seemed to act or hand everything forgetting the nice side, she came as an urgecy to find a new home where she could learn what no one has ever done , she was left alone at a young age that if wasnt thanks to many wolves she met she would surely be dead by this momnt. "I a sorry...sorry for bothering you all...is just that I didn't want to stay alone any longer, right now I don't know anything but I want to learn and be strong...I want to stop being a coward, a coward that couldn't save her family...I want to be stronger, I want to defeat my own demons...please help me, ill do everything but please don't abandon me like others did..." she said to them as lowered her head, she was tired of being rejected always of being denied for her inexperience. She hopped this time could be different. Tears came down her face as she wanted just a place she could calm home again. Tagged: @wingnut , Guardian Raisa , Alpha Rowan , @hye-Su |
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