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Post by Firefly on Apr 2, 2005 20:59:12 GMT -5
The sun had barely rised when a lera slipped through the rows of bracken bushes. Ears erect and senses keen and alert the creature slipped into te shdaows once more, secluded and safe.
The form was the tanned in colour and its eyes were a dark blue. It had the form of a wolf but unlike a varg its tail curled upwards into a neat arc. It began to pad on. Silent and swift it slid through the forest and ferns. It slipped through the grasses, the morning dew fresh still, catching onto its fur dampening it. The air was filled with that spring scent and the perfume of rotting vegetation and mud.
THe varg form went by the name of Firefly. A young fae by the age of one. A wolf she wanted to be but deep inside her mask, she beared the blood of the dog in her veins. A hybrid.
Firefly snarled. "I can't be lost, I know where I'm going!" Firefly growled lightly. She looekd around her scenting the area. Pausing still she waited. Growlign she set off again when finally she caught the scent of what she was looking for. In a flash the fae began to run, her paws sweeping the ground as she bounded and made a sudden stop. She scented the air again. It smelt heavily of Deor. Firefly sighed, finally she was here. But somthing was different. She scented it again but growled. There was a new alpha.
Firefly remembered the last time she had come here and met Thunder. She had learnt to like the old alphas. Who was their new alpha? Firefly let out a snarl but without any further thinking she stalked into the Deor territory.
She padded on still until she got deep enough that all around her wafted the scent of Deor. Firefly stopped now. Not a glint of fear were in her eyes now. She growled and then threw up her head and let out a strong howl echo throughout the territory. The song rose higher and higher in tratto's blessing and then the notes began to drop. Lower and lower still until it silenced itself.
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Tyang
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~ Blindly following when Fate calls to me~
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Post by Tyang on Apr 17, 2005 13:08:51 GMT -5
As Ty played happily with other pups, something bothered him. He hadn't met the new Dragga, and from his past experiences feared the worst. Mere weeks had past since the death of Nayati, and he, like many others, have moved on. Ty puased for a moment at the sound of a high pitched howl. It was unlike anything he had ever heard before, but yet it reminder him of his mother's call.
Ty yelped as a pup came down on him and reacted with a playful tugging of the ear. He slowly began to shift away from the cubs and out of curiostity moved towards the now dying howl. Never had Ty been this far away from the main group, and in turn he was extremelly nervous. One ear seemed to hold on to the noises of his family while the other searched for dangers. Finally, crouching behind a bush, he saw the tan wolf-like form. How strange... Ty thought as he looked at the other features of the creature. Though awnting to talk with the wolf, Ty remained hidden out of pure instinct and fear...
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Post by okamiwolf on Apr 17, 2005 21:09:37 GMT -5
Bent Time passed by where most of the pack’s pups were playing, - for the second time- she counted them, and noticed that one seemed to be missing. She scented around the area, and found a fresh scent leading away from the pack. She knew it to a pup called Tyang that she’d yet to meet herself.
The Nurse traveled after the trail, following it to an art to locate the wanderer. She paused at a bush she was about to pass, when she noted that the scent stopped there. She watched the plant suspiciously but was distracted by another pup, one she’d yet to even see in the pack lands.
“Well, hello there. And who might you be?” B.T. inquired gently, in a soft voice. Her gray on gray optics taking in the jest of the young pup. She scented the air and glanced back to the bush where she suspected that Tyang would be, and gave a small snort.
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Post by Firefly on Apr 20, 2005 22:25:55 GMT -5
Firefly cocked her head as the forests of Deor were once again quiet as she ended her howl. She spun in a circle out of pure amusment for herself. Tired of circles she waited when she heard a light rustle in the foliage. Gasping Fly crouched low and looekd about her, hackles bristling as her bright eyes looekd around in caution. Left to right, right to left she scanned the terrain but saw nothing. Sighing Fly relaxed and shook herself, Your gettign yourself all worked up, no one's gonna come, no oen knows your even here. Firefly chuckled to herself and turned around ready to leave when she heard a voice. Though sudden it was it was gentle and it reassured firefly.
The tanned adoscent turned around unsure of how to reply. "Umm I'm Firefly. and I err was thinkign about j-j-joining your pack" Firefly spoek softly.She remembered before she had finally decided to join Deor. How she had waited near the borders, back when THunder and Aztec were still reigning. But news through the howls told of the great white drappas untimely death and of the dragga's mysterious dissapearance. The news for an odd reason left Fly in a tang of dissapointment for she had seen the alphas and that was oen of the reasons she had wanted to join great Deor. She looekd to B.T. "eeerr madam , what may I call you?" she said eyes pinned to her paws unable to lift her head. She was soo proccupied that she couldn't have detected that another pup was in the bushes watching.
Fly then though, could this she wolf be the new drappa? The pup wondered curiously. Though fast it was already Firefly was takign a fast likign to B.T.
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Post by okamiwolf on Apr 21, 2005 20:57:20 GMT -5
Bent Time laughed lightly and gave a small smile. "I am B.T. the nurse of this pack, and I'm sure that Chalos would gladly accept you, though at the moment I am unsure where the Dragga is. If you wish to stay a while, I suppose I may wait with you?" Her head tilted slightly and she gave a much larger and warmer smile as she approached the tan varg, her own gray coat glimmering between small flecks of white and black.
She sat near the other varg and relaxed her tensions away easily. She was curious as to why she hadn't met this varg yet, but remembered that she'd recently restricted herself to the packlands. Though why she didn't know, it was an old habit, and old habits do in fact die hard.
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Post by Firefly on Apr 22, 2005 21:37:02 GMT -5
Firefly looekd up and smiled at B.T and began to feel her shyness ebb away, "That would be wonderful" she spoke softly, finding that her tassel was beginning to wag.
Firefly sat down her tail curling around her as she pondered and brought her curiosity to speech. Chalos? Nurse? So B.T was not the drappa. Firefly camr to the conclusion. She then turned her head and looked to B.T , she was quite confused of the pack's heirarchy and wanted to know for sure. "eerr B.T, chalos, he is the dragga now? How is he and... and what happened to Deor's previous alphas?"
(srry bad post >.<)
[Okay, this is Chalos Autumn. My post is below since my computer seems to be having difficulty responding to this thread.. I was going to post it much earlier than now, back when B.T. was just approaching - hence the howl. I'm sorry, all of you. Make sure you check this thread every now and then because it won't say that I posted in the Deor Packlands; modifying posts doesn't count as a single post.. By the way, these brackets mean I am OOC for the moment until the brackets end. Thank you for allowing me to use your posts, Firefly!]
As the youth’s howl rang throughout the packlands in a small but powerful tone, the recently appointed dragga of Deor raised his head. A dark growl coursed through his throat, though upon studying the sound, Chalos was certain that the noise was coming from one much younger than he. Therefore, Firefly was not a threat and it would not endanger him to inspect the host of the unfamiliar howl.
The scent of the gentle Deor nurse filled his nostrils as he neared what seemed to be the site of the stranger’s eruption, and the rather large alpha nudged her as he approached. “B.T., it’s wonderful to see you – It sure has been a while.. And who might this be?” His words rolled off of his tongue, drifting into the air, deep voice entwined with the thick threads of comfort and pride. Emerald eyes gazed down at Firefly, and Chalos smiled as he took the sight of her in. Indeed, she was not a femme that he had seen before, and by her size the dark male could tell that she was quite young. Nodding, the dragga seemed to make a motion that welcomed the she-varg into the territory, though his stern face could show that an eye would be kept upon her if she decided to wander about his packlands alone.
“Oh, one would think that I of all creatures would remember to give my introductions first..” Chalos looked down in near shame as he spoke, for what he had done was particularly rude, and he was certainly embarrassed about it. “You may call me Chalos, and I am the new dragga of this pack. If you were searching for Aztec and Thunder.. They are no longer within the boundaries of the Deor pack. I am sorry. Is there something that I might be able to do for you instead?” He hated having to notify newcomers and strangers that the former alphas were no more.
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Post by okamiwolf on Apr 25, 2005 20:55:32 GMT -5
“Yes, Chalos Autumn is the new Dragga. As for Aztec and Thunder they—” however B.T. cut off as Chalos himself entered. She smiled and gave a bow shortly after he’d addressed her. “Time cannot always be measured by the distance between two.” She responded lightly, yet in a respectful tone.
Bent Time sat in silence, she would let Firefly give her proposition to the Dragga, rather than speaking for the young varg. Her tail swayed slowly over the ground, held low in respect, however she showed her own higher authority by sitting tall.
She remained a spector for what seemed to be many seconds, the time passing slowly as they often did in the longer days, mostly coming in the spring and summer.
((Blech! I’m not doing very well myself… OH!!! And this is my 400th post!))
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