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Post by forestsprit on Sept 30, 2005 19:47:05 GMT -5
A silvery fae padded slowly through the green bush, her sound muffled by the decay of the many leaves that littered the soft earth. To half of her the idea sounded wroung yet the other half of her heart said she had the go ahead , Fang could not think clearly through all the nonsence in her head. Still the idea of leaving the pack seemed reasonable in a manner yet not another. The swish of her long shaggy tail brought her back to the surface of reality, or what Silver Fang had come to know as one. The night grew silent as the she wolf continued onword. The femme's long slender pillers carryed her to one of the many ridges of the pack lands, her claws clicking softly on the hard rock. She lifted her dial and let out her song, it seemed to be the only thing that surpased the ongoing silence. The calling howl ended when the she wolf lowered her head and awaited the ivory drappa to come, sence she felt too ashamed to set a paw into camp, for she didn't hunt with them, nor, sang with them, and it was the mockery of one of her ongoing dreams, that gave her the thought that she was just a pest in their world. She ate what she had caught herself, which was, for the most part, not very filling, just enough to get by in the harshness of her world. Golden orbs searched for the one wolvess she could trust, her Drappa, Tarkah. She had been a terriable apprentice to the healer, Snowwolf, and a bad pack sister to all, neglecting even the cubs, which was truely difficult fact to ignore. She shoke her head forgetting her guilt. If the Drappa agreed to her idea, she would forge yet another new life and maybe even a new pack as well.
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Post by Tarkah on Oct 4, 2005 20:33:30 GMT -5
Tarkah padded through the koran lands. Something she had done for so long that it was something her paws knew on their own. They brought her where she wanted even though she did not know where she would go next. Another summer had died away and lest came another passing of autumn to live through and watch each firey coated leaf to descend from the branches of a fine formed oak or birch.
Along a well run down path the ivory drappa walked, her foot falls soft wit each thud upon the already carpeted forest floor.
She stopped her golden orbs scanning the landscape around her. How she loved the koran lands, though sometimes it was quiet boring and depressive when no one else was here to share the wonders with her. A wolf of pack status was not meant to wander alone.
But as if Tor had beckoned the drappa forth Tarkah could soon scent another wolf upon the wind. Tarkah fastened her pace as she reached the next clearing. Tarkah stopped, her golden optics pinning against a silvery hued Fae. Tarkah smiled as she saw who it was. Tarkah padded slowly to wards her and threw back her head, sending her melodious song into the autumn wind. Tarkah then let her notes fade into nothingness and padded forth, her ebon lips curling into a delicate smile as she saw silverfang, a fae she had gladly taken under her wing, well enough to call her a daughter.
Tarkah blinked, happy to see a familiar face as she padded upto the silver femme and nuzzled her affectionately. "Dear Silver, it has been a while" Tarkah spoke softly, the warmness of her voice washing away the rust that had settled from the force of time. "how are you daughter?"
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Post by forestsprit on Oct 12, 2005 19:52:49 GMT -5
A small smile appeared upon her lips then faded quickly. Remembering her manners, she lowered her head to her adoptive mother, raising to her normal stance after she heard Tarkah's lyrics. A sun colored leaf drifted in the wind and over the side of the rock out crop. Her usual ember orbs were clouded with the ongoing debate inside of her that was literally tearing her in two, half of her wanted to stay with her "mother", yet the other wanted to see the world and find a mate. Her jaws opened to speak, Mother, half of me wants to leave you and the pack and see the lands of Transylvania, yet the other half of my heart wants to stay here and complete my training to become a healer, what do you think I should do ? SilverFang comented, her heart pulsted with antisipation for an answer from her Drappa.
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Post by Tarkah on Oct 16, 2005 22:25:31 GMT -5
Tarkah let her eyes close to enjoy the cool breeze that sweeped against her, orange and yellow leaves rode the windy highway and slashed through mid air. Though the wind was cold the breeze felt warm, for this was where it belonged.
Tarkah then smiled and let out a sigh. A sigh of neither content nor sadness. Tarkah was getting old, hard to speak for such a drappa that acted like such a whelp.
She looked to Silverfang, a pup that she had brought in and had taken in like one of her very own. And now she was full grown and a beautiful drappa. Tarkah opened her maw to speak, "Yes I know times like these might come." She said. "Remember Silver I cannot keep you here, you are free to leave whenever you desire"
Tarkah sat on her haunches, "I remember when i was a pup, I was taken into Ge rad, much like how you were taken into Koran" Tarkah said with a smile, "When I had become mates with Andre, our dragga. I had left Ge rad to start a new pack. We had found territory for Koran. But half of me wanted to stay in Ge rad forever. it was my puppy hood, my life really. But a wolf there had told me to go on. that something was waiting for me out there. And she also told me that I would always have a home in Ge rad, whenever I needed to come back."
Tarkah looked to Silver and nuzzled her, "You may stay here forever if you wish but I know the world outside might hold what you are looking for as well. Perhaps something that you cannot find in Koran. and i am sure that Snow will understand" Tarkah told her, "I will miss you yes if you decide on leaving, but every mother must let their pups go don't they" Tarkah said with a small chuckle. "You'll always have a home here to return to. If the night is cold you'll always have a den here to sleep, and you'll always have your mother's love" Tarkah said and nuzzled her. "It is your choice but i am sure that you are ready for the world and.." Tarkah laughed, "The world is ready for you" Tarkah said her golden orbs glancing out toward the horizon...
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Post by forestsprit on Oct 19, 2005 17:33:27 GMT -5
The varg stood still in the chilly fall air, listening to her forster mother speak, and charishing it in her every growing heart. The femmen lowered her muzzle in respect and thanks, knowing that she could still come back to the lands of her pup hood lifted a huge amount of weight from her sholders. Silverfang too sat down and started to scratch a pesky gnet on the back of her head. Then shook her shaggy mane and ears, raising to her paws once more. She trotted over to Tarkah and nuzzled her under the chin. Thank you, no dout I shall return..............someday. Agian thank you for makeing my decision easyer. With that said, the she varg walked over the peaks, out of the pack lands, to start a new life agian.
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Post by Tarkah on Oct 20, 2005 22:10:25 GMT -5
Tarkah stood and smiled, her golden eyes warm and tender as they watched Silver. She felt a tug at her heart, a string of sadness to think that it would be a Long while before she could see this beautiful eyed femme, that had grown from a pup to a healthy and bright drappa.
Tarkah nuzzled SilverFang once more, "Take care my daughter. Remember I will be here waiting when you are ready to come home, whenever that may be, is whenever you wish" Tarkah said with a reassuring smile.
Tarkah then watched as she took in a deep intake of breath, her daughter by love turn on her heels and began to head towards the borders and towards the sun filled horizons beyond, where Tarkah prayed that light would light her path and warmth fill her heart for times of storm and dark days when Tarkah knew she would be far from her side. "Watch over her Tor, Fenris." Tarkah whispered into the wind that howled back to her.
She watched as the small shape of Silver began to disappear out of sight. And with that the white drappa lifted her muzzle, her lips parting to send out a sweet song., though its glory and mystery filled the sunset sky. The song sang of a story. A story that would be remembered forever. a story of a she cub found and brought, loving and loved. How she grew strong and bold and now how with the sunset sky, brought a new life. and soon a new story to tell.
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