Post by Delilah on Nov 22, 2008 11:47:02 GMT -5
//OOC: Not sure where we’re going to go with this, now that Ryku’s gone… but I’ll let Della figure that out in her next post. //
Keeping her bi-hued head lifted with the pride she felt for sending Apocalypse fleeing, Delilah eyed to clearing with weary eyes, still convinced that Apocalypse had not totally fled. Delilah had a feeling that Apocalypse was still watching in the woods, waiting patiently for the perfect time to attack. The thought of that sent shivers of unease rushing down her spine, caused her legs to tremble. Being as young as she was, she had no experience with fighting, except for the occasional mock-fight with her brother, so she’d be an easy target for attacks. The others… she didn’t know what would happen to the lot of them if the red-bellied fiend decided to wait to get a strike at them. Unsettled again, Delilah pushed the thoughts out of her mind, forcing herself to think about the present and not any ridiculous thoughts plaguing her mind that might prove to be false.
“Well it sure is nice to meet you Della,” she said to the ruddy-red hued wolf that had spoken first. “I haven’t really been out of my home much and I haven’t met anyone other then my pack-mates.” Silently she excluded Nio, the flamed-tattooed wolf whom she disliked for his snippy comments to ladies and her home in Deor. “So you have no idea how thrilled I am to meet another varg from a different pack, especially one of Koran.” Delilah grinned at her with true gratitude because there was truth in her words. She’d heard many good things about the wolves who inhabited the lands of Koran, just like the many things she’d heard about those of Ge-Rad. However, she’d never met another from those too pack till now. Thinking about packs made her think about Apocalypse again and Delilah wondered whether the savage female was of the pack Sarnes. Her mother never talked about that pack… no one did… and Delilah was curious to know what kind of monsters lived in the spooky swamps. The area always fascinated her, though she never had the courage to venture that way.
The sound of another voice shook her out of her thoughts and Delilah looked up to see the black and white wolf speaking to her. Tail beginning to wag, Delilah said to this stranger, “Nice to met you too Shadow.” Curiosity stroke Delilah’s mind and she had to ask. “Er…” she stared, a little uncomfortable, “Do you have a pack Shadow?” Surely she had to, for she had been defeated the idea of packs with Delilah and Della. Yet, Delilah was still unsure and it seemed wrong to assume. Besides, the very idea of packs fascinated her. She wanted to learn everything she possibly could in the smallest amount of time. She had a very inquisitive character and she loved to learn as much as the world provided.
//OOC2: Lame post, sorry. I'm a bit rusty in the arts of roleplaying. //
Keeping her bi-hued head lifted with the pride she felt for sending Apocalypse fleeing, Delilah eyed to clearing with weary eyes, still convinced that Apocalypse had not totally fled. Delilah had a feeling that Apocalypse was still watching in the woods, waiting patiently for the perfect time to attack. The thought of that sent shivers of unease rushing down her spine, caused her legs to tremble. Being as young as she was, she had no experience with fighting, except for the occasional mock-fight with her brother, so she’d be an easy target for attacks. The others… she didn’t know what would happen to the lot of them if the red-bellied fiend decided to wait to get a strike at them. Unsettled again, Delilah pushed the thoughts out of her mind, forcing herself to think about the present and not any ridiculous thoughts plaguing her mind that might prove to be false.
“Well it sure is nice to meet you Della,” she said to the ruddy-red hued wolf that had spoken first. “I haven’t really been out of my home much and I haven’t met anyone other then my pack-mates.” Silently she excluded Nio, the flamed-tattooed wolf whom she disliked for his snippy comments to ladies and her home in Deor. “So you have no idea how thrilled I am to meet another varg from a different pack, especially one of Koran.” Delilah grinned at her with true gratitude because there was truth in her words. She’d heard many good things about the wolves who inhabited the lands of Koran, just like the many things she’d heard about those of Ge-Rad. However, she’d never met another from those too pack till now. Thinking about packs made her think about Apocalypse again and Delilah wondered whether the savage female was of the pack Sarnes. Her mother never talked about that pack… no one did… and Delilah was curious to know what kind of monsters lived in the spooky swamps. The area always fascinated her, though she never had the courage to venture that way.
The sound of another voice shook her out of her thoughts and Delilah looked up to see the black and white wolf speaking to her. Tail beginning to wag, Delilah said to this stranger, “Nice to met you too Shadow.” Curiosity stroke Delilah’s mind and she had to ask. “Er…” she stared, a little uncomfortable, “Do you have a pack Shadow?” Surely she had to, for she had been defeated the idea of packs with Delilah and Della. Yet, Delilah was still unsure and it seemed wrong to assume. Besides, the very idea of packs fascinated her. She wanted to learn everything she possibly could in the smallest amount of time. She had a very inquisitive character and she loved to learn as much as the world provided.
//OOC2: Lame post, sorry. I'm a bit rusty in the arts of roleplaying. //