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Post by Draeg on Apr 22, 2005 19:47:10 GMT -5
The morning was cool and Fenris’ eye was slowly making its way into the air, looking down onto the varg and spreading its’ gentle warmth throughout the land as the suns light reflected of the dew covered vegitation. All around trees were recovering from the harsh winter and new life was budding everywhere, a fine mist cloaked the land and sent a chill through the air. Squirrels were coming out of hibernation and birds were returning from their winter migration while foxes preyed upon smaller lera as they foraged through the forest floor. Moving through the mist was a brownish wolf in his late adolescent seasons, rather scrawny and not yet his full size. His fur was well groomed and kemp and he held his tail high in the air like a banner, his eyes were fierce amber, majestic and enchanting. In his jaws he held a small red pup gently by the scruff of the neck, the pup lavender eyes scanning through his surroundings carefully as the elder of the two neared Deor’s pack boundaries.
Pack boundaries. Amongst the most sacred things to the varg for they led to the packs territory and food supply, crossing them without the blessing of one of the residing wolves could be dealt with extreme punishment or possibly even death for a varg. However Draeg had been invited and the pup in his jaws needed the medical care of a healer, as the young kerl wandered closer to the boundary line his eyes darted back and forth nervously. It had been a long time since he had set foot on any pack’s territory, he didn’t like it. Stopping suddenly he gently placed his charge down on the ground, examining the pup’s injured leg as he lay in a patch of soft ferns.
“How are you holding up Razor?” he growled.
Draeg had met Razor shortly after the pup had been attacked by a badger, Razor had been trying to coax the lera into a game only to be rewarded with a savage bite that almost broke the pups’ leg. The wound had healed for the most part but the pups’ leg had swollen terribly and the wound looked as though it might become infected if left untreated. Whimpering in sympathy the older varg offered his companion a comforting lick and nuzzled his chin affectionately before sniffing the air, trying to determine if he had found the right pack.
Deor, the vargs word for bold, the very name reminded Draeg of so many varg he had encountered throughout his travels. Would the varg here live up to their name or would they turn their teeth on him and Razor, Chalos seemed trustworthy but what if the rest of the pack didn’t agree with his decision. Draeg decided that he would have to risk it, throwing his head back the amber wolf suddenly letting out a long drawn-out howl to signify his arrival.
[Chalos edit: The only reason that I have not posted here is because I am waiting for Razor to post. Only after he has posted will I reply. Sorry. I would at least like for him to post, if only to be sure that he will continue posting within this thread.]
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Post by razorblade on Jun 25, 2005 22:21:46 GMT -5
The younger of the pair nodded to the bigger. "I'm... ok." he muttered. His leg ached horribly, and he was beginning to regret coming all the way to this far off packland. He didn't even know if the pack could afford to accept a wolf such as himself, a wounded cub.
Razor had met Dreag, his elder companion when he had been limping through the forest after his encounter with the "badger" as Draeg called it had wounded his leg. The older wolf had offered his protection, and Razor had been pondering this.
Then Chalos had entered. The Dragga was an impressive wolf, to say the least. He radiated calm and kindness, something the young wolf found... comforting. He chose to come to these lands mainly because of Chalos, in all honesty... he wanted to know if the Dragga might adopt him...
Razor sat, waiting, his leg throbbing more with each second as he waited for someone to come.
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Post by Chalos Autumn on Jun 28, 2005 14:10:05 GMT -5
The scent of a familiar varg's blood filled the Deor alpha's nostrils, and soon he was racing towards the scent's host. Soon after the smell had found him, Draeg's howl pierced the early day. Only when he'd heard the amber kerl's howl did Chalos realise who the blood belonged to - Razor.
He was quick to approach the two kerl once he'd spotted them, not finding either of them a threat now that he'd become familiar with them so many suns ago. "Ah, Draeg." The brown-speckled-and-ebony Dragga smiled as he spoke, bowing his head in respect for the amber male. This was extremely unusual, for it was natural only for an alpha to demand respect from a stranger, yet here he was bowing to a lowly kerl. He believed that it made newcomers feel more welcome, though he also believed that all varg, other than his brother, Nocturnia, deserved to be treated with respect. "So good of you to bring Razor here as promised. I am astounded that you would go through such trouble to help another.. A good trait to have, it is."
Emerald oculars darted to Razor, scanning over the frail pup's leg worriedly. The Dragga noticed that the wound had become rather infected, and was not safe at all to be licked by a wolven tongue. Shaking his head, Chalos moved closer to Razor, nuzzling him gently upon the stomach. "Your leg, pup.. It's not healing as would be expected.." He growled in Razor's ear, pulling back to return his gaze towards Draeg.
"There's nothing I can do for him, but perhaps BT, our pack's nurse, will know what to do." With that, the great alpha lifted his head up and unleashed with a booming howl that only a Dragga could muster. The sound drifted quickly over the land, calling for Deor's young and faithful nurse. Minutes later, Chalos lowered his head, nodding in approval of the call that he had made. "She should be here soon, Draeg, to take this poor child off of your hands. You may stay as long as you please, make yourself at home - you are always welcome within my lands, even if you are a kerl." A teasing remark escaped him, for he could not resist, and the leader winked playfully at the smaller male.
[Writer's block! Filler filler filler]
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Post by okamiwolf on Jun 28, 2005 19:45:46 GMT -5
The nurse’s dark lids opened to reveal suddenly alert smoky orbs that could only belong to BT. Her graceful head lifted from her paws as she sampled the call from Chalos, it sounded quite urgent, but it was puzzling as well. She lifted herself onto her dainty paws and her long slender legs worked fast to take her through the Deor territory.
She scented the air to better locate herself in the territory, navigating through her very well known home. As she spied three bodies at the borders of the land she was now deeply confused as to the reason she was summoned.
Emerging from the brush BT slowed her pace to an elegant, yet rushed, jog and paused to pay respects to her Dragga. “You called me?” she inquired, but upon inspecting the other two Vargs BT could tell what was wrong. “I see, good of you to bring him before it gets worse. I’m BT, and you two are?”
Her gray optics surveyed the wound, she grimaced slightly at how swollen it was and offered her sorrow for the pup in a caring whine. She was already thinking of ways to bring down the swelling and cleaning the wound, she was sure a little dip in a cold clean pond would help both, and she could probably find a way to keep the pup from hurting himself more, though he’d have to stay away from playing for a while.
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Post by Draeg on Jul 5, 2005 17:35:11 GMT -5
Draeg ended his call and seated himself by Razor, ruffling the pup’s ears fondly with one of his giant paws as he waited for someone to come and tend to him and his charge. He didn’t have to wait long, soon after he finished his howl the amber varg spotted a dark shape coming toward the pair, Draeg smiled as he quickly recognized the familiar form of Chalos Autumn the Dragga of Deor. Bowing his head respectfully to the black and brown pelted varg Draeg greeted his friend warmly.
"Greetings Chalos, how are things here in Deor? I trust you are keeping everything in line?" he growled, pinning his ears in embarrassment at Chalos following statement. "Of course I brought him, we had an agreement didn’t we? Besides I couldn’t just leave him all alone now could I, especially with the way his leg is."
He watched as Chalos turned his attention over to Razor, nudging the honey colored pups stomach as he inspected his injured leg and came up with a quick diagnosis. Draeg whined as the large Dragga stated that he couldn’t do anything for wounded pups leg but brightened considerably when he saw Chalos throw his head back and call for the packs nurse. Making himself comfortable the amber Kerl patiently awaited the arrival of this BT as Chalos had called her, cocking a brow at the Dragga’s final comment and batting a paw playfully at the two toned varg.
“While I thank you for your invitation I feel I must remind you that there is nothing wrong with being a Kerl.” He chuckled, rising to his feet and bowing his head down playfully.
However the festivities ended before they could even start with the arrival of an older looking she wolf with silver gray-white fur and black ears. Draeg eyed her warily for a moment before she introduced herself as BT, realizing that this was the wolf he had been waiting for Draeg bowed his head respectfully to the pack nurse ad introduced himself accordingly.
“Greetings, I am Draeg and this is Razor. Chalos invited us here, as you can see the pup has put himself in quite a bind. Can you help him?”
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Koan
Sikla
Broken Sword of Ge-Rad
~Why do we care whether a fallen demon outshines leigons thought bright?~
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Post by Koan on Jul 17, 2005 23:23:45 GMT -5
Grar! I'm sorry! I'll start posting, I promise! I've just been going crazy with... my family *glares at them*
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Post by razorblade on Jul 21, 2005 22:20:20 GMT -5
Razor eyed Chalos for a moment before replying."I'm tougher then that..." he growled vaugely, trying to keep himself from grimaceing in pain as he tryed to stand.
The new female, he assumed, was the pack nurse. She gave him a sympithetic whine, and the little wolf couldnt help but yip back. "I'm fine!" he muttered, before looknig back at the ground.
(writers block... ive got to fix this up later.. go ahead and post, ill fix it when im inspired.)
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Post by okamiwolf on Jul 31, 2005 19:09:06 GMT -5
“Always a pleasure.” BT paused for a moment, “Oh yes, I can help him easily. I’d just steal him away from you for a while though, unless you want to tag along of course.” BT smiled gently, she knew of a clean pool of water that wasn’t far. Though she wouldn’t dare let the pup injure himself further by walking.
The nursed eyed Razor again, watching the way he tried to hide the pain that he must have. “Well, I suppose that your swelling could be an allergic reaction, and that would be nothing. However I can say that you leg would do better if you soak it in some cool water. That should also help the swelling go down too by the way.” her voice had become light and airy as she said this, it didn‘t matter what he said because her retort was the treatment.
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Post by Draeg on Aug 6, 2005 20:55:09 GMT -5
“Maybe so but I would prefer if we made sure, that badger might not have broken your leg but your life could be in danger if the infection spreads.” Draeg cautioned, looking down sternly at Razor. “Don’t let your pride cloud your judgment, that’s the quickest way to get yourself killed.”
Casting B.T. a slight nod in agreement the amber varg reached down and lifted Razor up in his powerful jaws, carrying the honey colored pup by the scruff of his neck as he followed after the Deor nurse.
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Post by okamiwolf on Aug 20, 2005 2:29:36 GMT -5
BT turned curtly, but as she passed chalos she sent him a slight smile as if to say 'there's nothing to worry about' and she swiftly padded toward the cool pond that crossed her mind earlier on in the day.
She stopped when the reached the clear waters of the pond. It was possibly one of the cleanest in this area of the pack lands. She sat down at the bank and motioned with her sleek silver-white muzzle to the pond.
((This is bad because it's really early over here... Sorry for any complications that it causes.))
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