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Post by Takhi on May 6, 2008 8:38:47 GMT -5
It was dawn and the sun was only beginning to rise above the hills and mountains that encased the valley in a secluded hide out. The skies that had been doused in the hues of deep blue and black were now shaded with orange and yellow light as Fenris crawled over from the other side of the earth and rained his radiance over the shadowed land. Slowly the field bellow began to bloom as warmth and daylight reached the tiny gold and white flowers that spread their pedals once again to greet the sun. The mountains were swathed in am eerie mist that swirled around the base of the large rock formations.
The white snow dotting the peaks was illuminated with the golden glow, slowly beginning the melting process once more. Saved from the darkness, the red deer gravitated toward the pasture. Hinds and their fawns ambled out from the safety of the trees and made their way to the center. The dew-drenched grass was waiting for them to begin to feed. The hinds remained alert while the fawns pranced merrily, playing and sparring with each other. Their cherry wood coats absorbed the warmth moving over to envelope the valley in a blanket of tepid air. The feeding was good today, obvious from the hind’s vigorous grazing.
It was a beautiful spring morning and in this Garden of Eden was a snake quietly stalking about nearby. It was large and bulky, its ashen fur making it appear like a shadow moving about on its own. As it growled its lips were pulled back to reveal deadly fangs, pearly white and jagged. It was a wolf, a female named Takhi. Her paws touched the long grass that sprouted from the soil, lush and green from the spring season. Like a cat she sounded, meaning there was no sound of her steps at all. She stared at the herd of flesh with her bi-hued eyes, mouth salivating and tongue lolling. She growled low in her throat. Slowly she crouched lower toward the ground, ready to spring. Her claws dug into the loam. When Takhi felt that the deer were not on full alert, she lunged, her hind legs propelling her off the earth. The hinds immediately raised their heads only to see a black wolf charging toward them.
They shrieked, gathered their fawns, and stampeded. Their hooves flashed and the fawns struggled to keep up without losing their footing. But it was not at all a fawn that had fallen back too far. An old doe had stumbled and the ebon flesh eater loomed over her like the ominous clouds of a storm. Before she could attempt to rise back onto her feet, Takhi bit down on the back of the doe's neck. She screamed as blood slowly trickled down to her shoulders. Takhi released her grip, the old one's head flopping down onto the ground. Her tongue rested out of her mouth drenched in blood. To put the hind out of her misery, Takhi spread open her jaws and clamped them down on the throat of the stricken animal.
Like a lion to a wildebeest, Takhi held her grip until the hind died. She released. The deed was done and her need to feed was met as she dove into the flesh and gobbled down a few mouthfuls.
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Post by Ayame on May 8, 2008 8:55:37 GMT -5
The rays of Fenris were just breaking over the horizon landing gently on the ebon fae, and waking her from her deep slumber. Her eyes fluttered open showing her fiery hues to the beautiful world around her. A soft breeze blew causing flowing grass to tickle her black wet noise, a small sneeze erupted and she shook her head back and forth trying to make the tickle stop. A yawn crept from deep within making her large pink tongue and pearly white daggers visible. She rose to her paws, then bowing down, stretching from head to tail as her claws dug into the grassy knoll. The fae then returned to her normal stance, the fluffy tail slowly wagging behind her.
It was a gorgeous spring day, and her large fiery orbs, scanned the valley around her. She hadn’t ventured to the valley much, especially since now it was so far from her mountainous home of List, but when she did she enjoyed it. Herla seemed to be scarce in her pack lands and water was hard to find, but on this travel to the luscious valley, both of those needs had been met, it was time for her to return home.
She began her journey; she wasn’t in a big hurry as her pack lands seemed some what deserted at this time, but on the other hand she knew that her Drappa was keeping a close eye on her even if she didn’t show her emerald hues around the midnight fae. She would report back to her about the herla in the valley, the pack would need a hunting trip soon. Her lazy walk turned into a slow gallop, thinking about home struck her at heart and she missed it.
Suddenly the scent of blood carried through her nostrils, and the scent of a familiar she varg came with it. Her hues lit up with excitement, it would be nice to visit with the fae on her travels home, and from the smell of things she would be in good spirits. Soon she came upon the scarred fae,
“Takhi! How good it is to see you, I see that you are doing well!”
She stopped short of the other ebon fae, to make sure that she recognized her. Her tail wagging rapidly behind her and a smile came across her maw as she waited for Takhi to finish the large piece of flesh dangling from her jaws.
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Post by Takhi on May 8, 2008 11:57:22 GMT -5
She picked at the flesh, gnawing and chewing with the delicious flavors swarming into her mouth and tickling her tongue with delight. The blood stained her muzzle crimson red, the fur becoming tough and gluey as it hardened from the air's breath. She snarled and growled as wolves usually did when feeding. She was so preoccupied with filling her belly that she had failed to notice that another fae had appeared on the scene. The strong scents of the kill blocked out the wolf's.
And Takhi's excited yipping and groaning silenced the other noises around her. Finally the wolf spoke and that was enough to alert her once more. Takhi had, of course, not expected any others to be about, not to mention any that she knew. She took her gaze off of the hind and onto the other fae, lifting her head quickly. She stared with surprise that it was Ayame that had called her name. Like herself, Ayame was an ebon Varg, and the sun made her fur glow with a golden hue. Takhi's tail rose up and began to swing back and forth as it wagged. She smiled.
"Lovely to see you again, Ayame." The sun had risen now and the shade had all but vanished aside from what was left under the shelter of the trees. Luckily Takhi had killed the old hind near the wooded surrounding so it would still be pleasantly cool despite the sun being at full force by mid day. For now the dew still dotted the grasses and the breeze was still chilly.
"I didn't expect to see anyone here this early. No doubt you're heading in the direction of your pack's territory, eh? Feel free to have a bite before you continue." Takhi nudged the hind with her snout in a gesture to share. There was plenty for a pack of probably ten so there was no trouble in letting Ayame feed.
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Post by Ayame on May 8, 2008 15:22:23 GMT -5
The giant Fenris was high in the bright sky, the sun beat down, and Ayame was glad she was near the forest edge, where it stayed somewhat cooler. She loved her midnight pelt, but it easily became very hot. She began to pant showing her bright pink tongue hanging down, and her tail continued to wag out of excitement. She was glad that Takhi remembered her.
“Yes, I’m on my way back to my packlands.”
Ayame couldn’t help it, a smile came across her maw, she was glad to have a pack to call home, but it was still so new to her. Not long ago she was still a lonely kerl, and though there was absolutely nothing wrong with that, it wasn’t who she was. Her fiery gaze then returned to the scarred fae,
“Thank you, but I have eaten until I could bust!”
The young ebon fae’s stomach proved that point and it sagged slightly. It had been a while since she had eaten and last night she probably ate more than she should have. That was the reason she slept as sound as she did, life was good. Another yawn came from nowhere; she was still trying to wake up.
“Please finish your meal and we shall talk. Maybe you could tell me some more about yourself and your past, and I can share some more about myself.”
Ayame was curious as to whether the fae had a pack to call home, or if she enjoyed being a kerl. She wanted to know more about her past. She loved learning, learning all she could. She patiently waited for Takhi to finish, she had all day to relax and start her travels back home. She slowly lowered herself to the cool grassy ground, crossed her paws, and let her tail gently wag back and forth in anticipation.
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Post by Takhi on May 13, 2008 8:43:32 GMT -5
Takhi was beginning to feel the faint feeling of fullness in her stomach. One more bite would do the trick for her. The hind was slim so if it were to be left behind not much meat would go to waste, thankfully. But yet it was spring and food was becomming plentifle again. The cold and harsh days of winter had long passed and warmer and brighter days were dawning. Takhi looked at the carcass, the stomach torn open and the entrails lining the grass.
I guess another few bites won't hurt me.
Takhi slowly picked up one of the exposed intestines and gobbled it down with a few chomps. HEr tongue lapped against her blood coated lips with salavation turning it watery pink. She bent her head down again to pick at the rest of the flesh. As her jaws locked around a slab, the sound came, the sound of noodles being stirred in a pot. For some reason, Takhi liked it. Maybe it comforted her, knowing that her belly would be full for antoher day.
With another chomp of the flesh she had finished and could eat no more. She contemplated burying it so it would not go to waste. she knew cougar's did that often just in case another meal didn't lope on by when they were hungry again.
Bury it or not, I'll do it later.
Takhi yawned and stretched herself, gingerly licking her chops. There was still blood still caked to her muzzle and she tried to clean most of it off. The scent of blood could attract more aggressive wolves and Takhi was in no position to fight now. But aside fromm that she glanced at Ayame nodded. "Well, I guess we should talk more about ourselves. We didn't hear much last time, now did we?" Takhi said with a little laugh. She folded her legs and rested herbody onto the ground. "So if you'd like me to tell the tales of my life first, where shall I start? Where I was born and from whom?"
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Post by Ayame on May 16, 2008 11:30:46 GMT -5
Fenris now bold and bright in the sky was beating down in the valley, making the temperature rise slightly, the young ebon fae was glad for their closeness to the forest which kept the area some what cooler than the rest of the valley. A gentle breeze blew, lightly making her pelt sway back and forth, also helping her keep cool. Ayame watched Takhi finish her meal, consuming the bloody intestine; she knew that Takhi was indeed enjoying her meal. It made her smile, life was good, and food was plentiful in the valley, at least for today.
As Takhi finished her meal Ayame wondered what kind of story the older scarred fae would have for her. She must have so many stories she could tell, she couldn’t wait to hear them, well at least one of them. Takhi had once started a story, but with a lot of interruptions it was hard to remember what exactly had happened. Which was perfectly fine, she could listen to stories for hours. Even though she wasn’t a cub anymore, she still had that cub-like yearn for stories, it made the time pass by. She tried to think of what stories she could tell Takhi, where she would start. She thought for a minute staring off into the valley, and then returned her fiery gaze to Takhi, the beginning would be best.
The other ebon fae finished her meal and brought Ayames’ attention back to her.
“Yes, the beginning is always best. Let’s start again.”
Her orbs were filled with excitement; she wanted to learn all she could. There was always something to learn with every story. She hoped that Takhi and she could be friends, she didn’t have many, and being a member of List friends weren’t easy to come by.
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Post by Takhi on May 20, 2008 8:45:47 GMT -5
The beginning of her tale? Not a happy one from what Takhi remembered. Being born into a family that didn't really want her was not one of her proud moments, but still if Ayame wished to hear it, then she was glad to tell it.
"Well, I was the third of the three pups my mother gave birth to. I was the only ebony furred baby among my charcoal colored siblings. And from what my mother told me, when I was born, I almost died. Apparently I had the umbilical cord wrapped around my neck when I came out. But my mother got it off just in time." Takhi began to remember what her mother looked like. So beautiful she was before she...
"My mother was called Madge and she was a very pretty wolf from what I can remember. She had a pale brown coat with an even paler underside. Shades of tan, I think. Yeah, that sounds about right. My father was the opposite. He was called Wayk and his fur was a deep, dark chocolate color. You would thing their union would produce some brown pups, but no. They got to grays and a black. Funny how things turn out." Thinking of her past made her remember how her siblings use to make fun of her and make up stories of her being adopted and her real parents being nothing but a rat and a jackal. She growled low in her throat, too low for Ayame to detect, as she remembered them and how she hated them.
"I had a sister and a brother named Baeleh and Jolahn. They hated me and I hated them. When we got older they often would tease me and claim I wasn't part of the family, but I knew I was. They would sometimes bite and scratch me. What hurt even more was that our pack babysitter didn't even care. She was called Pollen and she would go off with my siblings and play with them, not with me. The retched beasts wouldn't even let me feed from the corpses the pack would bring home to us." Takhi laughed a little as she began to tell the next part.
"One day I ran away. You see, my pack resided in a little clearing and the rest was surrounded by woods, so I went into them. I caught a rabbit for myself, and that was my first hunt, at two months old. I began to leave more and more and got in a bit of trouble;e at some points. What was a spirited chase after an elk calf turned into a run for my life as the father of the calf chased after me. And then there was a time when a fox, I can't seem to recall his name, but a fox tried to kill me.
Both times I was saved by an old mann named Blackeye, the leader of the Kerl Pack. The Dragga had gathered together the Kerls of the territories and formed one of the most formidable and dangerous packs of all. But they all were actually nice. That night when the fox attacked, the woods caught on fire. That was the night my pack died. I never really admitted this to anyone, but, " she was reluctant to say the truth to Ayame, but she realized that maybe she couldn't keep it a secret anymore.
"They all didn't die in the fires. My brother, Jolahn died by falling down a mountain slope. He lost his footing when a tree fell in front of us and slipped down. He was still clinging to the rocks and he begged me to help him, but I didn't. I wanted him to die and I watched as his grip gave and he tumbled down to his death.
My sister's death, was not an accident. I pushed her into a river and she drowned. My mother jumped in after her and she smashed against a rock. My father abandoned me after he suddenly became ill. I never knew if he died that night. She looked at Ayame with tears in her eyes. "I hope my past won't affect out friendship. I've done horrible things and I can understand if you become fearful of me."
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Post by Ayame on May 21, 2008 8:26:02 GMT -5
Ayame’s body was twitching with excitement; Takhi was ready to start her story. She hoped that she hadn’t pried too much, but she loved learning about people and where they came from. The young ebon fae’s auds were perked, and the tip of her tail flipped back and forth, she was ready to listen to the scarred fae’s past. Something in Takhi’s eyes showed worry but she continued on with her story anyway. She talked about how her family hated her, and wanted nothing to do with her, how she ran away, the fiery death of her pack and the evilness inside of her that killed the rest of her family. Tears erupted in the scarred fae, and in turn they did in Ayame. The old fae had such a rough start to life.
“Takhi, please calm down. That must have been so hard to tell me, almost a complete stranger. You have nothing to fear. We aren’t that different. I too had a rough life, I was on my own at 4 moons trying to survive. One day my pack just disappeared without a trace. Maybe I caused them to leave me, maybe something happened that my mind is blocking the memory, I don’t know, but I was a young cub all alone trying to survive. Only because of a great snowy dragga did I survive. He taught me all he knew, and molded me into the strong fae I am today. As for what you did to the rest of your family, it sounds like they deserved it. A cub can only take so much before they snap, maybe you have a little evilness in you, but who doesn’t? I know I do, I’ve just been lucky enough to control it. There were times when I was younger that I almost killed others but I ran instead. So no, I will not fear you and I will not run, I hope that we can become great friends.”
Ayame’s fiery hues glistened, as she crept closer to Takhi. She lay her head on the faes shoulder to comfort her.
“You’re a strong fae, you’ve survived so much, and to have the strength to tell a varg you have only met a few times that story is proof of that.”
The young ebon fae stayed with the scarred ebon fae trying to comfort her and be her friend, hoping to gain a friend that she could keep.
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Post by Takhi on May 21, 2008 11:36:19 GMT -5
She has sympathy for me?
Takhi was almost stunned that Ayame did not run in fear. Many times her cruel side had chased away so many, and even frightened her long lost mate at one time. When she had joined up with him and his companion, both were known as the Blood Brothers. Frost, her late mate, was a wolf and had phenomenal strength. His companion was Lucian, a large, dark dog that was merciless and blood thirsty. Both feared the scarred fae when she was brought to them by a human-dog named Chibi. Her years were filled with chaos and despair, one incident after the other. Chibi had helped her escape from the humans, but she had injured herself when she gnawed through the cage the men trapped her in.
"I want to thank you. I am glad that for once I do not frighten another. It seems we both share a difficult upbringing. It is true, there is evil in every one of us. Even the most noble have done some horrid deeds, but they hide them. "
Ayame had slowly crept over and rested her head upon Takhi's shoulder. Takhi gazed down at her with a smile. "Your acceptance warms my heart, Ayame. It is good to feel joy again. And I believe you are also a strong fae, yourself." An even wider smile spread across the ebony face of Takhi.
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Post by Ayame on May 21, 2008 13:22:31 GMT -5
The scarred fae’s tears began to stop and a smile came across her maw, the young midnight fae seemed to be able to comfort her, and this made Ayame smile too. Ayame’s bushy tail began to wag back and forth causing the luscious grass to lay flat,
“It’s good to have a friend; I’ve come across so many varg, that I’ve had to turn my back on because of pack standings. I love being a member of List, it just makes it hard to find friends, and I hope that we can continue to be friends Takhi.”
Ayame began to gaze over the valley, taking in her surrounding. It was a beautiful day, Fenris was high in the sky, and a gentle breeze blew, barely hard enough to ruffle her pelt. Crickets chirped in the distance and butterflies fluttered from flowere to flower. She closed her eyes, trying to think of what story she could tell the scarred ebon fae, she had already given her the details of her youth.
“I suppose it is my turn to tell a story, tell me what would you like hear, you already know I was a lonely cub, would you like to hear about how I became to be a member of List?”
As the midnight fae lay there waiting to hear Takhi’s answer, she thought about her past and how lucky she was to survive; most pups would have perished. She had turned into a large, beautiful, strong fae and was grateful for every moment in life, the good and the bad.
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Post by Takhi on May 25, 2008 19:36:39 GMT -5
Takhi listened intently as Ayame spoke of how she had given up friendship with so many before her because of her pack. She could relate, but she gave up friendships because of betrayal. When Takhi was a bit younger, she would cut down any in her path, even if they were not of any threat to her. Her ability to lose friends so quickly was either on account of killing them, or frightening them away.
In Takhi's old territory, there was not one Varg that did not know her name and fear it. Many that have layed eyes on her only once did not live to tell the tale of meeting the vicious beast. But as far as Takhi was concerned those ruthless days of terrifying others was over. She had become a much more mellow being over the past few years with finding love, friendship, and children.
"Yes, I can understand that," she said with a smirk. "I currently am a pending member of Sarnes. I know I may not seem like a cruel killer like that pack has known to be like, but under this smile is one. I will not lie to you. You now know my past and you are aware of only three of the many murders I've committed in my day. As wrong as it may appear to you, Sarnes may be the only pack I can belong to. I am a fighter and a killer if I am pushed far enough, and even a Sarnes member knows how brutal I can be."
"I fought Red February in the woods and let me just say that she has some scars that will remain for the rest of her life. It may even seem odd that with one I fought with might I actually call my family. But I promise, that if I become a true Sarnes member, out friendship will stand, but of course, if List and Sarnes engage in a battle, I will fight by my pack's side as will you. But for now I am still but a Kerl and we will see what happens when that day comes."
Takhi felt a pang of remorse. If Sarnes was to be her pack one day, then she might become Ayame's enemy because of the packs they have both chosen. As cruel as they may be, Sarnes was and still is Takhi's last option to be with ones that share the same terrible histories and commit the same terrible crimes as she once and most likely will do again. Putting aside that note, Takhi looked back at Ayame and spread yet another smile across her maw.
"Now that you mention it, I am interested in how you became a List member. Do tell."
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Post by Ayame on May 27, 2008 12:16:17 GMT -5
Ayame listened intently on everything the scarred fae had to say, her auds were perked at attention and the tip of her tail slowly flicked back and forth.
“Well my dear friend, I think we have nothing to worry about our packs are neutral, and built off the Balkar. I think we are in good shape.”
A smile came across her maw as she thought of how Takhi was one of the few vargs she has met that she can actually be friends with, without fear of having to turn on her.
“But you are right, if something should happen and we have to become enemies I will stand by my pack and fight to the death for them.”
Ayame had a new found respect for the older ebon fae that she lay with. No matter what she made it clear that she would stand by her pack, even if it meant killing someone dear to her; and Ayame knew that was a hard task.
At Takhi’s mention of List the young midnight fae smiled gently; she loved her pack and was starting to miss it; she dazed off in the distance towards home.
“Yes, I supposed it is my turn to tell my story. After my family mysteriously disappeared I began to wonder. One day I came upon a cave that bordered the mountainous lands of List; there I found an icy dragga. At first he freightened me, I had never met anyone like him before. He had this strength and wisdom about him and I almost ran. Luckily for me I did not. This icy dragga was Sudak of List. He taught me all he knew, all of his skills. He taught me how to hunt and how to be a warrior; he taught me the ways of the varg world and what to expect. The snowy mann also talked fondly of his pack and his mate. With everyday that passed our connection became stronger and I began to feel guilty for keeping him away from his pack so when I thought I was ready I left him, telling him I must find someone, once I found him, I would return to List to find him. I also told him that I was forever in his debt, and would forever be loyal to him and his pack for saving my life and making me the strong fae I am today. I soon returned to find Sudak, and asked to become a member of List. Lists’ drappa, a tri hued fae named Gryffin has her doubts about me, but I promised her she could trust me. So far everything has run smoothly, though I know she is still keeping a close eye on me. I love my pack, my family; I would die for them.”
With the end of her story her fiery gaze returned to Takhi, there was sadness in Ayames’ eyes. She missed her pack and needed to get back soon, but she was having a lovely time sitting and talking with her friend and didn’t want to leave.
“I have to return home soon my friend, maybe one more story for the road?”
Ayame smiled at the scarred fae in hopes that she would enlighten her with another story and her tail began to wag faster with anticipation.
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Post by Takhi on Jun 2, 2008 8:33:09 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry for the delay. Been busy the past few days.
"Yes, I suppose the two packs won't go head to head anytime soon."
Ayame began to tell her tail of how she got into List. She was very lucky to find the snowy Dragga. If she hadn't she might have not survived through the winter. That or she would still be a Kerl. Aside from that, List sounded like a pack of decent individuals disregarding the few bad apples that had something against the raven-hued fae. The mention of packs and families all made Takhi a little weakened. She longed for a family. She was finished with being alone. It pained her to spend nights with no one by her side. When she was younger, such foolish needs did not phase her, but now that she had had a mate and two pups, she wanted to feel loved and wanted. She silently prayed that Sarnes would accept her soon.
"It seems like you have a good pack on your side," she said with a jaunty smirk. As Takhi turned her head and stared up into the sky, she realized that the sun was beginning to set. During their talk it had passed over and now was touching the mountain tips in the west, illuminating the snow on their peaks. Dusk was only perhaps and hour away. Fenris had had his day and was beginning to crawl back down the earth for a bit of a rest, making the skies clear for Tor's blue shine to brighten the shadows on night.
Time flies by when you're having fun.
Takhi lifted herself up onto her four paws and yawned. Ayame longed for another story and she figured the fellow fae would enjoy the one old Takhi had in mind. "Yes, of course. Another story, but I know you want to get back to List. If you'd like, I will escort you there and begin my storytelling on the way. Oh and since you're heading back there, shouldn't you bring them some food? The hind's corpse still has plenty flesh left on its bones. I know it is not fresh, but if I know pack leaders, they're not exactly happy when you were gone for a while and come back empty pawed." Takhi chuckled a little. As she waited for Ayame to stand beside her she asked, "Now how would you like to hear about my pups?"
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Post by Ayame on Jun 2, 2008 20:33:25 GMT -5
As the young ebon fae told her story about how she had grown and became a member of List she watched the expressions of the scarred fae. Sadness seemed to engulf her eyes, and Ayame secretly wondered why. She finished her story of her journey and looked out across the valley; every creature seemed to be heading for their home as Fenris began to set bringing beautiful oranges and reds throughout the sky. A sigh rose from the faes’ chest,
“Yes, time certainly has a way of escaping when you’re in good company.”
A smile came across Ayames maw as she spoke to the dear friend that had been great company for her all day long. Takhi was right, she needed to get back to List, and she was scared she wouldn’t have time for another story, noticing how late it was in the day. The young faes’ tail began to rapidly wag back and forth at the offer for her to join her on the travels home and the offer of the remaining carcass.
“Thank you, that is very kind, and I know my pack will be very grateful for you generosity.”
Ayame rose to her paws, and joined Takhi who had already rose from her resting position. She bowed, stretching her front out, digging her claws into the grassy terrain; bringing her front straight up right, she then stretched her back legs out, picking up one then the other. She began to shake, making sure no lingering grassy tufts were clinging on to her long ebon pelt.
“Yes, let me her about you lovely cubs. I hope to have some of my own one day, and maybe I can learn and thing or two from you.”
With that Ayame grabbed the hind quarter of the carcass and joined Takhi as they trotted off towards the great lands of List.
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Post by Takhi on Jun 3, 2008 8:34:41 GMT -5
Turned out that Takhi was right, Ayame wanted to hear about the pups and Takhi was happy to speak of them, despite her sorrow for their loss. As Ayame snatched up a slab of the hind and began to pad along in the direction of List, Takhi followed, her tail erect and swinging gracefully from side-to-side. The two together looked like shadows prancing about, almost identical. As wolves do, they padded with elegance, their legs and paws lifting high off the ground, the look that says, "I am a healthy predator. Beware."
At least, that was how Takhi liked to think of it. Many animals would often display their health and strength by leaping and prancing. Even fawns do that to send a message to the Putnar. A message that lets one know how fast and agile this baby is and how easily it can outrun a wolf. Takhi could tell that Ayame was awaiting the tale of the pups. And so, she began.
"Before I tell you about my babies, I'll start off with telling you about my mate. His name was Frost. I met him long ago in my old territory. He was a member of a duo called The Blood Brothers. His companion was a dog named Lucian. Of course, they were not related by blood, but formed a brotherly bond and were known as fierce killers. Well, one situation led to another and I ended up in the care of these "killers" To make a long story short, I was captured by humans and broke out with the help of a husky, but I was wounded and couldn't care for myself."
"So that's how I ended up with The Blood Brothers. I actually first had a relationship with Lucian, the dog. But soon he began to hurt me and treat me like I was less than his equal when in fact I was superior. I tore him to shreds one day, and then Frost finished him off. So then I developed feelings for him. We had a littler of only two pups. One was a dark gray male we called Shadow. The other was an albino female I called Linape." Takhi began to smile as she remembered their innocent play and their silly child antics.
"Shadow was always the adventurous one. I remember one time he actually picked on a snake. Linape was more gently. She was the most beautiful wolf I have ever laid eyes on. Her coat was a white as Tor's and her eyes were blotted by a haunted hue of crimson. But, as what always happens, they grow up. They both left one day, wanting to start their own packs. I still miss them, but I don't get to see them often, since they still wonder in the old territories." The sun was creeping further behind the mountains, the sky lined with radiant colors of orange, pink, and purple. Dusk was almost descending upon the land.
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