Life Still Goes On... {Open}

[lakaraxxthexxwolf]

Life seemed to slow for some reason. The spring air was warm and comfortable though when summer came it would be sticky. The leaves were turning green and life was coming once again. In a slow manner, pups would be born and soon be playing in the meadows of their pack lands. Mothers would be stressed watching them as packs began to hunt for the family. Small Lera would be having their kin too just as the Varg. Over the whole land it was peaceful just as some deaths were peaceful. Like dying of old age, it was easy and gentle. Like the touch of a snowflake on your back. Above, the sky was a swirl of colors; oranges, reds and pinks. The colors chased away the darkness of the night and as the moon had plunged behind the horizon, the sun peeked above the cest in the distance. Although spring had settled over the land, there was still a crisp chill during the evening. A soft gust rippled the tall the grasses, making it look strangely similar to the soft rolling waves of water. It was here, with the strong sounds of falling water roaring in the distance, Ryku stood, head tilted back so that she could gaze at the last of the stars before they disappeared. How peaceful and serene the land was during the time between night and day. The animals of the night had already slipped back into their homes and the animals of the day had yet to awake. For a moment, she felt as if she were the only one on earth.

In the distance, the first life began to stir, the soft chirping of the bird floated to her sensitive ears, bringing a soft smile to her face. Slowly, she lifted her head and looked down into the tall grass, watching as some male bird. It was clear that she was interested, yet she played hard to get. It was only as she lowered her head to peer closer at the two did they finally take note of her. For a moment, everyone remained still and then the male flittered angrily into the air, chirping his curses at her as the female silently disappeared into the distance. When she was clear, he too disappeared, chasing after his beloved. Not caring the ebony femme lifted herself off her haunches and started to pad along again. She let the scent of Deor fill her nostrils as she took in a heave of air.

She walked silently in the boundaries. She had just come back from her business in the mountains. Ryku had been speaking with Eternity and she had started a small brawl. Ryku contained a jagged scare that creased her back and small wounds over her muzzle. It wasn’t a big deal; the onyx drappa had won the fight and sent Eternity off with her tail between her legs after giving a good blow to her head. She traveled throughout the land hoping to run into Dax, or Capella maybe even Koiji. The Deorian scout was still walking heading toward the heart of the land. Though Ryku had not yet meant Mist she knew that she was expecting cubs soon. The jingling of her bangles was a sort of music to her and the chirping of birds was adding a nice tune also. On her journey to her homelands, the fae’s nares had picked up the scent of a couple moose trailing through the mountains.

One, it seemed, was rather healthy, a male from what she could pick up. The other, another bull was an ailing one. She could smell the tracks of where this particular moose had been, and could smell the pus of an infected limb. It was obvious the thing was struggling for it’s long journey, as told by it’s limp trail. Ryku was only lucky enough to get close enough to let her sunset oculars lie upon the bull pair. What she found was true; the one bull’s left ankle was swollen with a puss filled inclusion, just oozing with angry bacteria. Even so, a full grown bull’s kick was enough to kill a varg, lame or not. It seemed the injury had not been long set, for the bull seemed fairly healthy as it caught nibbles from the trees around him.

However, for several suns the mere presence of the fae had startled the duo to retreat down the mountains at a constant pace. If one varg scared them this much, maybe a pack could send it into chaos and confusion, weakening the poor thing. Returning from her thoughts the ebony femme stopped in her tracks. She wouldn’t know if this would work or not but she let out an eerie howl that was carried farther away into the lands of Deor. It was a sort of sad song she sang to the sky. Her bright amber oculars opened again as the song of sorrow stopped. The onyx fae’s pelt rippled along her body as her head came down and her maw closed. She hoped someone would come at the sound of her howling but who knows? Maybe no one would show up. Though still if no one were to come life still goes on. It will always drag on for better or for worse.

[Koiji. ♫]

O o C ;Meep, sorry for the wait Ryku, I know I promised you a post ages ago. x3 Here it is at last though

The remaining stars twinkled like diamonds in the burnt orange skies as Fenris rose above his world, setting the colours of the land alight. For once, everything seemed perfectly still ; even the small critters who would soon be going about their business. Deor was no exception to this as Tor disappeared in the skies, it was one of those mornings where the sky was alive with colour; fading blues, shimmering purples and gorgeous reds.

Spring was well and truly settling in now, the remains of the harsh winter beginning to fade. It would be a good few moons before the creatures in the land of Transylvania would see snow again. Flowers were blooming, and the trees were brightening - trading their dull winter attire for brilliantly coloured blossom and lush green leaves. Life was flowing back into the lands, all as if it had never left when the winter came. Baby animals scurried about after their anxious mothers, keeping wary eyes on hidden predators and watching for food. Soon, a lot of them would leave their families and start fending for themselves. For wolves, it was almost the time of year that they could feast and bask under the watchful eye of Fenris. The world was awakening again, and so was life.

A white figure was stepping her way through the Deorian trees, tail swinging gently in the breeze. Koiji was up earlier than she normally was ; up before most of her pack too. The scout thought that when she'd woken up in the dens before, rather than lie there and try to get back to sleep, she'd go do a quick circuit of Deor, just to check if everything was as it should be. She'd began to run, and was still running now, looking to her left and right, brilliantly blue eyes keen to spot anything that was out of place, or shouldn't belong there. She smiled to herself, she hadn't been back in Deor for long, but it was almost like she'd never been away in the first place.

Sure, the pack had gotten new members in her absence, a new cub was apparently about somewhere, and Mist had fallen pregnant. Something which Koiji had spazzed at upon discovering it. She was happy for Mist and Dak, who - in her opinion - were a very cute couple. She knew that it wouldn't be long now before the sound of little foot steps would be running around the pack lands.

She couldn't help but wonder about some of the other 'returning' members of Deor, Toka, Cagilli and Jonas... Even her best friend, Delilah - or 'Lilah' as Koiji had christened her - seemed to have disappeared. Overall, the older members seemed to have gone. She tried not to worry too much, she knew they'd be back. It was the absence of one Varg in particular that she was most paranoid about ; the beige defender who'd become a firm friend after their last encounter. Koiji was lost in thought about all this, and forgot to pay attention to where she was going. After almost colliding with a tree, she turned back and ran the bit she'd missed.

Shaking her head and cursing herself for daydreaming as she was on duty, she soon figured out the spot where she'd stopped paying attention and then looped around and followed the way she'd been running before. The ivory scout loved nothing more than to run, and today she was 'full of beans' meaning that she had more than enough energy to keep up her lively pace. She peered through the gaps in the trees as she ran, watching the colours blur slightly. She came to an abrupt stop when she scented someone. Someone who somehow seemed familiar...

It was a scent that she'd smelt before, but not for a while. Her memory strained to think who it belonged to. It certainly wasn't someone who was in Deor the last time she'd ran the border. Bringing her nose down from the air, she spotted a dark figure among the trees, and over to them she sped. She wasn't making much of a sound, but as she neared this mysterious figure, who she was sure she knew, but was still clueless as to where from, she yelled out ; "Hey, what do you think you're doing? You know you're in a packland right? Unless you are a pack member... In that case I'm really sorry."

[/i] She pulled up by the Fae and looked at her, blue eyes narrowing as she did so. It was then that her memory decided to kick in. "Ryku? Is that you?!" [/blockquote]

[lakaraxxthexxwolf]

It wasn't often that the weather reflect back one's own feelings, but on this Spring morning, there was no denying that the radiating Tor wasn't mirroring the elation that was swelling within the breast of a certain drappa. It was with a sense of pure euphoria that she had found herself mere steps from the boundary of the pack. Shaded by the thick canopy of reaching trees, the fae sat alone, silhouetted in the few white beams of light that managed to push through into the shadows. Though the scene seemed to drift on into the horizon amber oculars stared on into the abyss of life. Images shifted through her mind like pictures of her past winter that she had spent alone in the treacherous mountain terrain.

The scars on her muzzle burned with the intensity on the sun. The pinkish flesh stood out as the ebon fur surrounded each scratch and hole, no hair covering them and leaving them bare for the world to see. Her eyes stared straight ahead of her, never glancing in the other directions. Her tail stood erect as each of her strong legs carried her onward. Her maw hung open, but not as a warning with her lips drawn back and her pink gums and pearly teeth visible.


No, her jaw was opened slightly with her flat tongue lolling out between her bottom fangs in a pant. She neared a small creek that she had encountered during the first time she had been here and remembered that it had been cool. The water flowed effortlessly through the narrow canal with a healthy current pulling twigs and branches and leaves with other debris along its journey down through the pastures of the heart of the Deor territory. A pure source of life, it was. The fae slowed to a trot and halted at the creek's edge. She stared into the tributary and stared at her reflection within the waves.

Feeling thirst clawing at her dry throat, she continued on her set path to the creek. Lowering her neck, she lapped at the surface of the cool water, her golden eyes shining bright in the semi-darkness as she peered cautiously around. It was foolish to let your guard down, especially at now, and especially when you were lone. Who knew what creatures of mal-intent could come lurking. She smirked at the idea, and as if on cue, the voice of a lone fae rang out against the dark. She sounded familiar her mind raced at the idea as she immediately looked down along the river. There, along the bank a ways was the ivory form of another, no bigger than herself.

Ryku clawed at her memory to try and remember who this was but there was nothing. As the other drew closer the scent inflamed her nostrils; causing her mind the strain to remember. The warm breeze passed by and he femme’s nares finally picked up enough of her scent to boggle her mind. Then the scout of Deor, the white female, came into view and sure enough the ebony-pelted she-wolf was right on who this was. “Koiji?!” she gasped tail swaying side to side furiously in response to seeing her old friend. The golden bangles around her ankles jingled as she padded so they could meet halfway.

Ryku play bowed tongue hanging from her maw happily. “Oh, how long has it been? Years it seems!” she exclaimed excitedly. How long had it been since she had seen her old friend. Since she helped her out when they were way, WAY younger. “And yes, I am one of Deor’s scouts.” She announced proudly. What was she doing?! She wasn’t even letting the white femme get a word in. Realizing she was acting puppyish the onyx femme sat up controlling herself and sat on her haunches, though her tail was wagging like crazy.

[Homicide]

It had only been a day or so now; The memory of his coming here was still fresh within the young pup's mind while a smile curled his black lips. Tangerine eyes glittered in the fire that was Fenris' light as he ran over the fields of the blue sky; heading toward the horizon and his mate Tor. Dark orange ears flicked a little as the sounds of the woods and trees around him echoed with the various sounds of untold life. Chirps, clicks, cheeps and many other indescribable sounds graced his ears and gave images to his mind. "It's rather nice today..." he sighed to no one in particular; after months of wandering alone he had always spoken aloud so that there would be a semblance of a voice in the air. Jaw slowly sliding open so that a dark pink tongue could slide through his jaws the little pup continued onward. He couldn't really seem to keep up or stay in presence of his mother, Ryku.

The kind she wolf had taken him in soon after meeting him, during the confrontation with Chalos. Homicide shuddered a little upon recalling that memory. He did not fear the Alpha but he was intimidated by the much larger Mann then anything else. Fortunately though he had been given a chance and was to be watched by Ryku to judge whether or not he was a spy or a genuine pup looking for a home, a family. But then again he could not blame the Alpha for his suspicions. Considering he was the younger sibling of Genocide; who apparently had tormented this pack for a short while before heading off. He knew that Chalos had every right to hold him with an eye of contempt.

"Ah I shouldn't be thinking about that kinda stuff now." He paused a moment then lifted his nose to the wind "I wonder where Mom is."

Sighing with a bit of boredom the yearling mann continued on his track through the packlands. He had not met any of the pack members besides his Mom and Dax Ehzno. The latter wolf was a curious one but enjoyable none the less. The thought of Dax made Homicide laugh a little in amusement. But soon his mind refocused on the task at hand. He needed to find his mother as she was suppose to be watching his behavior; if she didn't then he knew it would get her in trouble with Chalos and he didn't want to become a burden to Ryku. No, not after she had been kind enough to take him in. A ruddy red tail with a light yellow tip flicked a little to the side as he moved on "Man this place seems almost endless!"

Soon he came to a slope that led down to the creek.The babbling of water running over small and large pebbles catching his attention almost immediately upon stumbling across it; but it was the voices that caught his notice more. One he was sure was his mother's but the other he could not place. A frown appeared upon his maw and with a huff he began to trot down the slope in a slow careful manner. Never lucky with nature he always ended up either banged up or stuck in water; story of his life after all. But to his surprise and eternal delight he reached the bottom with little incident and soon spotted the two owner's of the voices he had heard. Yes one was definitely his Mom... but he could not recognize the ivory femme that was speaking to her. Brushing this off he carefully approached Ryku from behind; nervous tangerine eyes glancing to the other she wolf now and then. Once three feet behind Ryku he finally spoke, hoping he would be greeted warmly

"Mom?"