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Post by Serg on Feb 21, 2005 13:38:35 GMT -5
the night had settled in on the distilled lands of the Balkar, and a solitary figure moved amongst the shadows, weaving his way through them and his black paws finding a path through the familiar territory. his paws seemed to drag through the vegetation underfoot, and his amber gaze was half lidded, almost in regret.
he reached the First's rock upon which the First usually stood, but seeing the small red wolf was not in sight, Serg raised his black muzzle to the night-clad sky and let out howl, requesting the presense of the varg who had long been his leader.
call ended Serg lowered his head again and waited patiently, heart heavy in his chest. regret brewing inside him.
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Post by Leohlic on Feb 27, 2005 6:59:25 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*Leoh had taken refuge at night under the great boulder, to the shadows where he once rested and look place as the Second of the Balkar - however now he was crowned the First and his place was above where he was used to. Weathering and light was free and open above the rock...and he ahd been sued to the consumption of shadows and darkness all his life. To suddenly change this would be too hard and possibly cause a drastic effect, so during the day he would often seek shelter in his past abode, or at night when the moon Tor was at her fullest - with her pearl gaze he fealt as though he were being watched and judged...and he could do nothing to rebel against her will and power.
A great howl from Leoh's recruits awakened him and he growled deeply with discomfort and irritation. Crawling out from his shelter he stood before Serg and frowned deeply. The ebon male wanted to ask him something, and his stance showed uncomfortable. Leoh was not at all prepared for what would be asked of him next.*[/glow]
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Post by Serg on Feb 27, 2005 7:39:12 GMT -5
Serg dipped his head in respect as soon as he heard the disgruntled growls and saw the First emerge from the shadows that dwelt underneath his rock.
'good evening Leohlic,' Serg greeted, in his uncomfort falling back upon common courtesy and using the First's full name. whereas he might have jsut been tempted to call him Leoh normally. his black forepaws shuffled in the earth, and he found his next words stuck in his throat.
'Sir, i have something to ask of you, and its pretty difficult for me to say it.' Serg began. 'i need to leave the Balkar. ever since i joined this pack i have felt like i belonged here all my life. i swear that i was born to be a Balkar. but now certain things have happened...' he said almost in a rush. wondering how to tell the First the next bit. he knew that having a mate wasnt looked kindly upon, and he hadnt approached him earlier to ask permission. but then again, he and Serza werent officially mates yet. he was nervous though, as to how Leoh would take it. would the red varg's frayed temper explode?
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Post by Leohlic on Mar 7, 2005 14:04:19 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*Leoh stood adn gazed up at the ebon male. Never had he seen the varg so nervous and terrified to speak in his life. What was wrong with the Balkar? He was a strong warrior, why the cowardness now? He growled deeply and frowned, curious to the matter of why one of his most prized balkar members was departing on such short notice...what could have been so important that it meant leaving such a place where the male knew he was born to live? "What is your reasons Serg?" His vocals quivered as he spoke in a deep, gruff tone, a long growl following his words. He wasn't happy about what he was hearing...but what else could he really do?*[/glow]
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Post by Serg on Mar 13, 2005 7:47:05 GMT -5
relief surged through Serg as the reaction of the First's was not anger. but now he had to explain that he had gotten himself a mate, wihtout permission, and was about to leave to make a new pack.. that was probably the most difficult, but at least he can regained his composure and confidence again. in truth, Serg thoght Leoh was the only varg in the whole of Transylvania worth being fearful of his temper.
'well Sir, once i have left i can have a mate, and we ahve found some land we can call our own territory. so we wish to start up a pack.' Serg explained. 'naturally, i would love to be allied with the Balkar, this pack i hate to leave, and would despise to abandon my roots entirely, that is, if you deem us to be a worthy ally?'
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Post by Leohlic on Mar 19, 2005 11:01:32 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*Leoh's lip twitched at the mention of Serg's mate. The wolf he had trusted and relied on for so long, wishing to dub him Second to the First of the Balkar had gone behind his rules and gotten a mate without permission. A snarl suddenly grew across his maw and he leapt forward so that their's noses were nearly touching, his foul breathe crawling over Serg's muzzle and face. "A mate? When did you decide on this and why without asking my permission first? You know the rules Serg!" He had not even heard the rest of Serg's sentance for he was so enraged by the breaking of a rule. Leoh was smaller than Serg, but that did not mean that he was a push-over. How else could he have gotten the status as First and lived so long as a Balkar if he had little strength?*[/glow]
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Post by Serg on Mar 20, 2005 7:58:23 GMT -5
Serg felt himself flinch, at least on the inside but he hoped it didnt show too much on the outside. he couldnt help his lip twitching as if it was about to curl up into a snarl in reply to the First's angry tones. but that was his nature to reply anger with anger and he had to fight that in front of the First.
'Sir, we're not mates yet, so in that way i didnt think i had broken the rules.' Serg replied, his efforts to stay calm before the angry red wolf before him seemed to be paying off, for his voice was calm at least. 'i would never wish to break the rules, and i did not decide that i would simply go out and find a mate, it just, seemed like everythign was out of my control' Serg said the sentence sentence with a forced tone, he hated it when thigns seemed out of his control. but he would never lie to his Dragga.
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Post by Leohlic on Mar 23, 2005 15:32:17 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*Leoh's snarl didn't leave his muzzle and his burning orbs continued to flicker like flames as his anger still brewed, bubbling beneath the surface. How could this trust worthy wolf so sudenly ditch the pack? Leoh had plans for this one...he would have dubbed him Second to the Balkar so that he could take over as First when it was Leoh's time to step aside. Now what could he do? The pack was falling apart, and now his strongest wolf was leaving?! How could he stand for it? "I don't care Serg! You are a strong wolf, a strong Balkar and you have so suddenly decided to drop your oath to take up your own?" Leoh's growl subsided slightly as he thought about List. He too had become Dragga of his own pack...and he too had been offered Second of the Balkar. Leoh had stuck by both and took the dubbing of both Dragga and Second...could Serg not do the same? After all he was younger and had a longer life ahead of him. "Since you wish to leave my pack, i take it position of Second could not interest you at all? Or is your mate more inmportant?" He stretched the word mate, for he could never dream of it anymore. memories of Shato flashed into his mind and his lips stretched back even further so that his pink gums began to turn white with the pressure...why would Serg want to put himself through as much pain as Leoh had?[/glow]
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Post by Serg on Mar 27, 2005 7:45:14 GMT -5
Serg had his amber eyes half lidded and on the ground, he would not leave the pack if that was what the First wished, and truly he would hate to leave the Balkar anyway. he opened his maw to speak the words to his Dragga that he would stay in the Balkar and forsake the new pack he had a chance to lead. part of him wondering how he would explain such a thing to Serza.
but his ears perked suddenly as the First mentioned the position of the Second, the words knocking him into a state of dumbed shock and surprise.
'you, you were going to make me Second sir?' he asked in a confused tone. then he considered whether Serza was more important than his pack, he was torn, and couldnt say a word. 'and i dont know what is more important Sir, my loyalties are torn.'
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Post by Leohlic on Apr 7, 2005 7:13:21 GMT -5
[glow=red,2,300]*Leoh's lips twitched into a snearing grin as he watched the confusion in Serg's eyes grow as he thought of the possibilities both could take. If Serg was anything like Leoh, then he would take both opertunities into one. Leave to be with his mate and make a new pack strong and powerful but also lag behind to take position of Second. Leoh wanted Serg to do this badly, for it was dawning on him just how much Tamra would have respected him as Second when he was not there to keep charge. And Serg was a young, strong and powerful wolf that did not let power corrupt him. "Well Serg. This decision is up to you and no one else. I know it's a difficult choice to make - as i too was offered such a position. I'll give you time to think about it.." With this he growled deeply and turned sharply, padding back to his proud rock and leapt up it's rough exterior to the peak where he collapsed into a comfortable position and yawned widely, no longer looking at Serg but at the rest of his pack..*[/glow]
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Post by Serg on Apr 9, 2005 8:50:12 GMT -5
Sergs head titled slowly to the side and he stared into space as Leoh leapt up onto his rock. Serg's gaze bored deep into the rock that the First's perch was made up of. letting Leoh's words slowly filter through his brain.
he desperately did not want to leave the Balkar, yet at the same time he wanted to. he knew that Sarnes was his future, but still he wanted to linger in his past. coudl he do both? somethign Leoh said stuck in his head, then he remembered what the First had done. he had been the Second of the Balkar and the Dragga of List.
Serg's heart hammered in his black chest with hope and his amber eyes flared with life and determination again. more like his old self than the wolf he had turned into in the past few minutes. if he was right, and this was what the Dragga had been hinting at, he would not need to think about it any longer, and he woudl be able to do both. it would ahve been more than he would have ever hoped for.
Serg lifted his head to stare at Leoh, looking out over the rest of his pack. 'Sir...' he said slowly. 'if you are thinking what i think you are, then it would be more than i would ever have hoped. if you are hinting that I, like you were, could be both Second and a Dragga...' Serg said, he had a little doubt, but his voice did not falter.
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