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Post by Rush and Rohkä on Jan 12, 2006 22:49:21 GMT -5
|| Sorry I couldn't get on those first few weeks, I'm planning on being VERY active in the upcoming new-year || Like a ebony-hued fog, drifting over the soot-lined valleys of the peaks, a czar padded with a jewl not far behind his heels. 'Pon discovery of the Valley the two had set out with new intentions in their hearts. Plume raised and pallet inclined towards the beaming moon, the masculine padded at a rythemic pace allong the tred. His harks, tipped with flicks of ivory, were dome-upright , his steady muscles tightened. The broad dial that held his amber-licked pools swung to snarl at his sister. Verbal battles had come between the two since their trip to the Valley of Kosov--both wished to be free from the other's burden. Rush's veslage swung back to foccus on the terra ahead. The long stretch was pathed with a moon-washed frost. The moon was at it's zinth, bathing the peaks below in a spray of ivories and cremella. The night was calm and serene, apart from the growling pair, and the stars above winked in their hevenly places. Rush sent a silent prayr to Zostar that his hope would be replenished and met with an even greater aspiration. Ebony-shaded canvas stood up like static 'pon his shoulders and hind. His whole Chassis bristed with meager excitement and a cheshendoing fear grew in the black bit of his heart. He did not swing his pallet to gaze into his sietrs terquoise pools but meerly snapped back to the flowing ivory beauty. 'Pick up the pace, scrap.' He snarled, his new personality nipping like a cold winter's wind. 'Femme... you better pick up you're peds or pain'll be you're teacher!'Call me not a Bitter soul But Understand the Lies Been told And feel my PAIN within my role Call me not a bitter soul Indigo occulars blazed out of a radient frame. Audits flashing irritatedly, the young belle answered nothing. She had built a firm wall between her brother and herself... there was hatrid cememnting the bicks. she raised her banner slightly letting the moon touch her own ivory-stained pelt in a bliss. But she need not her brother any longer, for she had built up a trust with the falcon. Mightly wings that were tightened into a broad, strong chest rested comfortably on hackles of the fae. Denastii clutched her sunny talons to Rohkä's shoulders, making a point not to harm the soft plush underneith. The making of a Melodic HYMN is like a untied knot The beginning has already BEGUN The end is knotted by fate
Powerful muscles tensed as the scent of other Vargs met the keen ebony nostrills of the mann. His jaw snapped in mid-air warning Rohkä to halt. Tilting his head to the heavens he let his song ring, singing of his wish to join the Clan of koran. His howl was somewhat cruel, and dark. But it had a slight ring of the young czar's childhood... of his charming days. The howl that was emitted from the vix behind him was soft and plush like a throne fit only for a royal princess. Which she was close to neither.[/sub] ||GAH! I hate opening posts... this sucks acorns but heyy... oh well ||
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Post by Tarkah on Jan 12, 2006 23:37:57 GMT -5
Tarkah sat on her cliff once again. This was her favorite spot in all of Koran. A high pointed bluff that enabled the viewer a perfect glimpse of the Koran lands and what surrounded the Koran valleys. The Moon was high above the sky now as Tarkah sat on her haunches, like a statue as her golden eyes pierced the dark midnight sky. It was cloudy but the skies were still clear enough to see the stars twinkling behind the curtain of fog. The blue moon was soft as its gentle light illuminated the carpet of snow that lined the Koran terrain, and the lands beyond.
A sudden howl rang throughout Koran that awoke Tarkah from her dreamlike gaze. She shook out her coat and jumped to her feet. The howl sounded deep and somewhat bitter. At that Tarkah growled, the rumbling starting in the pit of her stomach as she stalked on stiff legs toward the source, but she noted another voice. this time a soft sweet howl that was high pitched. The drape blinked, wide eyed. It was a clear note of Tratto's Blessing, but not only that but, there was two strangers in the borders of Koran, not one but two. Tarkah's hackles rose. If they were here on hostile events then they would pay. tarkah proposed as she stalked on fleet footed paws. Her agile steps slicing the snow as each stride was even and silent.
The drappa as white as a ghost moved through the Koran forests with ease, her jaws apart as she panted lightly. Her eyes narrowed as she pinned her gaze on two wolves standing far apart. One was a mann and the other an ivory Fea. But what in the name f Tor was on her back. Tarkah skidded to a halt and squinted her eyes. Her golden eyes then widened in shock. It was a flying putnar! Perched so comfortably on the varg's shoulder! Tarkah could tell by the birds large curling beak and tis sharp talons. But what really amazed Tarkah was why a bird of such would be a companion to a wolf. Suspicions soon ran through Tarkah. But they looked like well vargs and Koran was in need of members for hunting parties. Besides Koran was growing smaller. But Tarkah reluctant, for the vargs do really seemed strange, they had a bird on their shoulder.
Tarkah approached, her tail was erect and her head was held high and proud to show her dominance, her lips twitched as her golden gaze bore into the two forms that stood before her. Her lips moved, "Now who may you two be, who asks for tratto's blessing into Koran and so late at night as well." Tarkah demanded her tail giving one wick as the arctic drappa raised an eyebrow questionably. Her eye went from one wolf to the other, though momentarily hung about the falcon as if wait for it to take flight and charge at the drappa. Tarkah sought out for the answers that she hoped the pair would give. Or else it would be a waste of her time and if they were her for useless reasons then Tarkah might just have to drive them out.
But Tarkah waited anyways, though she couldn't help but watching the falcon, it had no moved yet and now the snow white drappa was watching it out of pure curiosity.
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Post by Rush and Rohkä on Jan 13, 2006 1:08:50 GMT -5
Sharp and angry eyes rounded on the drappa. Denastii's clasp opened to reveal a slight clicking sound before she calmed herself once more. The Lunar orb that hung like a sky-ornament in the heavens cast an eerie glow down upon her ritch gyre-softened feathers and careated a radient light off the falcon's wings. Digging her round occulars into the slightly narrowed ones of Tarkah, the bird fancied she could see fear glittering in their molton-gold depths. But it was unclear to the putnar and the clicking that came from the bird's deep dark gizzard arose once more into the once-silent moonlit night.
Rohkä instantly reconized the look Tarkah was giving the bird so gently perched 'pon her shoulder. She did not feel anger for it but meerly tucked it away in her mind that her drappa-to-be had a slight fear of Cin's Helper--her guardian. She strided forward, irnoring the sudden fire in her brother's eyes as she did so. The Stars bathed her ivory cloak in a magestic glowing bliss. Her blue-green orbs scanned the other white femme for any sign of hostility, or firendliness. But they seemed washed with only cureosity and a slight pinch of hope. 'My name is Rohkä, ma'am,' she dipped her head respectfully, causing Denastii to wobble slightly on her shoulder, before quickly regaining her balance. The sienna, cocoa, and black streaks across her muzzle and back were just puppy-marks now--slight highlights in her flowing moon-kissed pelt. lifting her veslage, the falcon fluttered momentarily (still clacking disaproval) She cast a glance backwards to where the ebony mann stood, frozen, muscles tense. She worried about him for a split second before plunging into explanation. 'this is my Brother, Rush. We have heard many times over of a pack that resides in these mountains. Koran It was called. I suspect you know of the pack.' She inclined her maw towards the forest they had come from. 'You fit the Description.'
||Ooooooh Crubsnubbin that's bad >.< ||
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Post by Amore on Jan 13, 2006 13:07:41 GMT -5
Her paws gently breaking through the snow, a small lupine form made its way towards the other Vargs. Depending on the beholder, at first glance, this faemme appeared to be dog or wolf, however, once you get closer and take a few more looks, you could see the similarities of both in this ivory beast. Her cyan orbs were the mark of a husky, glowing patiently at the others, and the pearly pink flesh of her pads were different from both. However, her pelt was short yet thick and glossy, a true cross between dog and wolf. It was true that Amore was a Hybrid, a creature born to be ridiculed by many who met her, hated by the darkest and uncondionally liked for herself by cubs.
Coming to stand at the side of her recently-adopted Drappa, Amore turned her azure orbs on the two intruders before them, her eyes searching the both of them for any sign of false in their own orbs. Ever since she was a cub, the Hybrid had been could at eading other's emotions through their orbs, but it was impossible to read the two intruders' at the angles at which they were standing. Realising that revealing that Tarkah and Amore were in fact, Koranian, Amore kept her silence and continued probing the Vargs with her healing gaze.
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Post by Tarkah on Jan 16, 2006 17:01:29 GMT -5
The snow white drappa looked toward the two siblings, though her gaze still fixated on the falcon. Tarkah eyed it before turnign to look at the female who had introduced the pair. Tarkah nodded, "Yes you are currently in the Koran packlands" Tarkah informed, her tail giving a single flick.
Suddenly there was a strange clickign noise that resouned. Tarkah looekd about, her ears flicking and twitching to the clicking. Her golden optics then fell onto the bird. It's piercign eyes was gazing at the white drappa and Tarkah found herself gazing at its sharp curved mandibil.
Ignorign the clicking Tarkah straightened herself and looekd at the male for a second. He looekd strong but so far he was silent, as if he was upset at entering these lands. Tarkah paid him no heed for the moment and resumed her attention on the ivory she wolf. "So, you are searching for Koran, that is my pack and I am the drappa. What is it that you want wih Koran?" Tarkah asked with a raised eyebrow when she heard soft paw steps behind. She turned her head to look over her shoulders. Her golden oculars watchign as the hybrid Amore padded toward the group but stayed silent. Tarkah nodded a greeting and returned her gaze on Rohka, waiting patiently for her reply.
(suckly post, not very inspired..meh)
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Post by Rush and Rohkä on Jan 20, 2006 17:20:51 GMT -5
Zephyrs flowed gracfully from 'top the mountains. Moon sending a almost faux glow that layered the valley in a deep shadow. Features furrowed, the she-varg stood stock-still muscles tense. Within the very sheltered confines of the little dove's mind she bestowed the fact that the Leader was infact very nervous around the gyrfalcon. Slim muscles slowly relaxed and her ivory pelt laied flat 'pon her hackles. Dial bowing gently to the elegant queen, Rohkä's indigo-chipped azure pools closed behind moonwashed lids. 'We wish to join the pack.' The femme growled smoothly, her claws retracting in axciety. A slamon-shaded tongue darted out to ring smoothly a soft ebony nose before she lifted her pallet to gaze somewhat beningly at Tarkah. Harks flicking up in a silent signal to the flying putnar.
Wings like giant bridges to the sky unfolded upon the hackles of the Falcon's mistriss. A flutter of powerful kytes and the bird took off like a bullet, only softening her acent untill she was only a black star in the heavens above. Wheeling for a few moments, the bird rested it's pace over the four vargs in the valley. All heads were turned upward, bar Rush's who had his veslage fixed on something unseen. It seemed as if their minds were lost in the circling motion of Denastii. Untill a sudden cry like nothing the two Koran varg had ever heard split the night, shattering the silent peace of midnight. With a blink the Falcon had evaportaed into a bliss.
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Post by Tarkah on Jan 20, 2006 20:51:36 GMT -5
Golden oculars raised and bore into th forms of the twin wolves. The male was still silent. The snow white drappa's tail flickered to acknowledge his silence and her black hued auds twitched.
The silver moon washing is light onto the Koran lands, making the valley glow in a luscious form, like a winter wonderland making the virgin snow glitter with magic-like essence. But The drappa's orbs were not gazing out toward the landscapes of the valley but were still fixated on the pair that stood before her.
The silence was broken as the ivory she wolf spoke. Tarkah titled her head as she listened. Her golden eyes blinking as they linked with the sapphire orbs of the femme, and the alpha noticed the chip of midnight hue fleck upon her oculars, making it look almost mystical in a sort of way. But Tarkah payed no heed to this new discovery and the differences of one varg's eye to the other. For it did not matter much to the wolf how their brother's and sister's looked like upon appearance, although at time such a characteristic could be looked over and misjudged.
Tarkah nodded, but made no motion to speak yet. So they wanted to join the ranks of Koran. Tarkah licked her lips. Koran was in need of members yes and with the coming of an even fiercer winter, the harder it would be to acquire food. Only the strongest of herla would be able to wander freely and bravely, and these strong prey would need a strong pack to take down. Tarkah thought as she went over the pros and cons. True more vargs would need more mouths to feed, but without vargs then there would be no food to feed. Tarkah thought wisely. With the war coming Koran was endangered in being tied to the fighting pack. If the pack of Deor needed more aid then Koran would have to step in. And in this, Deor would be behind Koran in time of need.
Tarkah looked to Rohka but in a sweep wings beat against the cold air and a fan of feathers flexed to expose a full fledged wingspan as the falcon took flight and soared into the deep midnight sky, its feather's highlighted in the blue hue of Tor's moonlight. Tarkah's golden gaze could not help but watch the falcon. True to say, the white drappa had always admired the flying putnars that soared across the lakes during the summer days, but never would she have thought to have come this close to one. Perhaps the addition of the falcon would be beneficial to Koran. Tarkah wondered but still she was suspicious of the two twins. As of all packs, Tarkah would put the pack safety and health before any other varg and she would not hesitate to chase any suspicious members away.
At the next second a loud screeching call was sent throughout the lands and the call sent shivers down the drappa's spine, but something about it was encouraging, something that was equivalent to a wolf's howl. But as the call faded away so did the form of the falcon.
Tarkah turned to look at the twins and eyed them. "Fine, you may come into the Koran." Tarkah said though still suspicious. These were strangers and until the drappa got to know them better, until then could she trust them. so with a whisk of her ivory tail she spoke. "You may be part of this pack but that does not stop me from banishing you from it either." Tarkah said and began to turn from them, "I hope you won't give me a reason to turn you back to the kerl lands" Tarkah said and began to pad away from the Koran borders. "If you don't intend to sleep out here then come with me, and I will escort you to the Koran dens" Tarkah said and stood, her tail still high in the air as she held her muzzle proudly and with a stance of monarchy as she waited for the white she wolf's reply as she did no expect the male to reply, besides he hasn't even said anything yet.
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Post by Rush and Rohkä on Jan 21, 2006 1:38:23 GMT -5
|| DONE AND DONE no muse left for this thread ^^ ||
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