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Post by mal on Apr 30, 2010 15:57:17 GMT -5
NOT THAT YOU TWO CARE AS YOU CONTINUED ON WITHOUT ME AND DIDN'T WAIT AT ALL, BUT WHATEVER that's a rude thing to do btw. JUST LETTING YOU KNOW I'M LEAVING THE SITE. KTHXBYE
The hiss of falling water was pleasant in the early afternoon, the sun had not quite risen to its peak just yet, though clouds filled with heavy rain threatened the mostly clear day. Slivers of blue seemed to shimmer hopefully through the breaks in thick grey and bubbling white above, trees spread their branches like arms, cradling the leaves that had gathered and blossomed from the buds that had slept during the strangely long winter. Though, perhaps it was not so strange to the Russian wolf now padding forward from the underbrush, her white and grey pelt sticking out like a sore thumb now that the winter was gone. Sunset eyes glimmered as she looked at herself, a ghostly apparition reflected in the ripples of the water. She lowered her muzzle closer, jaws parting, and drank from the cool basin.
Her forepaws were caressed sweetly by the water’s edge as it brushed itself against the shore, as if cooing and whispering for her to enter the dark water for a swim. But it was still chilly, though it was spring, and it would rain sometime in the future, not now, but surely soon. Tali didn’t wish to catch cold, not when she was still without a pack to call her own, getting sick would be far too costly, even with her knowledge of healing herbs – small things like what steadied rising temperatures, what quelled angry stomachs, and what helped negate pain. Hopefully none of this knowledge would be needed anytime soon, still it helped to sometimes recite each herb in one’s head. Not that Tali was practicing her skills at this very moment.
Instead she stepped back away from the falls, admiring the height and beauty of the crashing liquid, even the sound was enchanting. It was like a place of magic in the deepest wood. She enjoyed the far-off bird cries and the sweet nothings of the gently breeze, weaving chilly fingers through her still very thick winter’s pelt. She sat back on her haunches, and reveled in the beauty of this new world she’d found.
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Post by Depth on May 18, 2010 13:37:03 GMT -5
A pair of blue orbs as deep as the ocean stared up at the waterfall. Her parents had described it as " thunderous and beautiful, sculpted from the tears of Tor. But she saw it as it really was, some water falling into a pool. She could no longer worship Tor and Fenris. Not after they had let her parents, such devout believers in them, die at the mercy of the Balkar. Wouldn't they have saved her pack from worshippers of "Wolfbane", their enemy? Depth stared bitterly into the crystal pool of water. She was shocked by her appearance. Her left ear had been torn off in the fight with the Balkar, and her pitch-black fur was crisscrossed in fresh scars. A tear leaked from the corner of her eye and landed with a 'plink' in the pool. A twig snapped, and her head snapped up. A white wolf sat on the other side of the waterfall. She had been there the entire time, but didn't seem to see her. Instead, she gazed at the waterfall as if it was the most magical thing ever to be created.
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Post by Sandhya on May 25, 2010 15:10:03 GMT -5
[/blockquote][/ul] OOC=omg im back =3 and to stay
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Post by Depth on May 26, 2010 16:14:59 GMT -5
Depth turned away from the white wolf as she heard a cry of "TOR!" Another black wolf sat on the bank. She looked as if she was in pain, but also very embarrassed and lonely. In her heart of hearts Depth felt sorry for this Varg. She was obviously not used to being a Kerl and looked lost without a pack. Her eyes spoke of terrible things that had happened to her, but even whatever had made her so battle-scarred had obviously not hirt her as much as the aching loneliness of being a Kerl. "Was this how I looked at the start?" Depth mused. At first she had found it terrible, to have no one to confide in, hunt with, even just make small-talk with. Slowly, you became hardened, not depending on other wolves. Kerls were usually the best at fighting, no matter what some Draggas may say.
Depth let out a barely audible sigh, and slipped into the crystal, cooling water. It chilled her to the bone, but felt like it was healing all of her old scars and wounds. Silly, superstitious Vargs were terrified of death by water, but Depth had always loved swimming and would not let fairy-tales of "Tor" and "Fenris" stop her enjoying herself. Ever.
Slowly, she neared the bank. The smooth weightlessness she always loved when swimming began to fade, and her paws began to scrape the hard earth of the bank. She clambered out, dripping wet, but didn't want to shake it all over this Varg. She suddenly noticed that this Varg looked a little like her. An awkward silence began to descend.
OOC: Great to have someone to talk to! The boards were pretty quiet for a while. Sorry if i rambled on a bit. Depth has actually turned out to be surprisingly compassionate. Weird.
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Post by Sandhya on May 26, 2010 17:40:45 GMT -5
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Post by Depth on May 27, 2010 12:37:03 GMT -5
OOC: Sorry! Thought you were a kerl, oopsy. Never met another Varg so similar to me, black, scarred, pack murdered by Balkar- although I wasn't there to see them die. Depth looked down at the black wolf. Her voice had sounded cool and calm, but she seemed to be reminiscing about something. Depth suddenly realised what made this Varg seem so familiar. Her scars looked a lot like Depth's. Maybe she had had a run-in with the Balkar too. But was she really a Kerl? Was she a pack-wolf? Deor? List? Sarnes? Depth brushed these thoughts away. Her paw looked extremely painful and with such a bad break she might not be able to hunt for a week or more. Shadow, she was called. For some reason her odd similarities made her a comforting presence. Depth's knowledge of plants was minimal, she only really know what plants were loved by the elk. The best thing to do was probably to find her pack. She hadn't ever been good at telling where a Varg was from, but she did smell slightly of Deor. Good. She liked the Deor and if she could run with a pack, it would be Deor. She longed also for her revenge on the Balkar scum that had ripped apart her pack. Yet she had always felt like a loner. She didn't want to get hurt again if the same thing happened to Deor. Depth sighed. "Are you all right?" she asked gently. "You look like you're still in pain. I can try and find your pack, because I'm afraid I don't know much about plants or healing." She lowered herself onto her haunches and let Shadow think, enjoying the sound of the icy water plunging over the waterfall.
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Post by Sandhya on May 27, 2010 15:26:52 GMT -5
ooc= Her parents were killed when she was a few weeks old by a group of Balkar, with her watching. She made it out and lived her life as a kerl, she just recently joined Deor, she then was attacked by a bear. She remembers after the attack then nothing else, she was a coma for awhile. [btw with her markings she would look nothing like ur wolf lol]
Shadow looked back up at the varg curiously. "I'm fine, just a little beat up." she said in a joking manor, adding a grin. Shadow was confused by the caring of the varg to wards her. But she answered eager to make a new friend. " I'm not in that much pain now, it's bearable. It's fine, Deor isn't that much far from here. But I'm not sure of the date, I woke up alone after a bear attack, and by the look of the season i was possibly in a coma..." Shadow sighed trying to remember the last moments. "Besides, i would rather stay here, i have some knowledge on herbs, i hope to clear up my scars from the attack enough that my pack doesn't worry. Dakota and Mist treat us like family, and with their new children I'm trying to clear up everything here, so it's not all on their plate." Shadow grinned. She couldn't help but wonder why she felt like opening up to the stranger, but then again, they seemed to be asking themselves that too.
Shadow sat back up and looked at her scarred limbs. She gave a small snort. "I probably look horrible through your eyes," Shadow grinned again keeping the next piece of information light, "But then again, bear attacks can do that to ya'." Shadow decided to stop talking about herself. "So... are you in a pack?" She hoped it wasn't to personal to ask. Curiously Shadow waded into the water looking around for any healing plants in the water. Finding a plant she held her breath and stuck her face into the icy water. The water was so cold it felt like icy pins poking her face, but at the same time it felt very good.
Happy with what she'd found Shadow pulled the plant out, roots and all Shadow walked back out with water dripping from her face. The water had messed up her fur making the white ovals around her eyes into a different shape. She walked back to her spot. "Also, this place is very good for healing purposes." She said awkwardly with the plant in her mouth. She sat back down and began to pull off the leaves with her canines. Shadow grinded the leaves in her mouth and swallowed them. It would help with pain/inflammation in human terms. She then stepped on the main part of a plant making some think liquid come out of the stalk. Shadow rubbed it onto her hurt leg with her good paw.
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Post by Depth on May 28, 2010 13:02:41 GMT -5
Depthe smiled down at Shadow. She seemed friendly, and although it was terrible to be attacked by a bear, she semed to be alright. "No, I am a kerl." she replied awkwardly. "My pack was murdered by Balkar scum with nothing to do on a sunny afternoon. Their leader said to my parents that it had to be done. But they had never done anything to the Balkar in their lives. I roam these forests as a kerl. The pack wolves stay away from me. I've not talked to another varg properly for months. I'd like to join a pack, but I don't think any pack would want me or I'd be any use to a pack." For a second she remembered her old pack, Leo, Rene, and Latha, Bergi, the Sikla, Frivi, her sister, and Zapho, her brother. Tears sprang to her eyes, the pain of their death stinging her eyes. "I'm sorry to have disturbed you. If you are alright then I hope your pack comes soon." She hid her emotions from Shadow by plunging her muzzle in the pool and drinking deeply, feeling the icy water chill her throat. Her tears splashed into the crystal waters. She hoped that Shadow hadn't heard them.
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Post by Sandhya on May 30, 2010 13:18:40 GMT -5
Normally pack wolves feared kerls, even thought of them with disgust, but after being one herself she felt none of these emotions. After hearing of her packs death she lowered hr head sadly. it took but a second to realize she had said Balkar, and be very mad about. Growling unhappily Shadow thought she might as well open up. " My parents weren't kerls, but just living without an official pack. They had only on cub, which was me of course. When i was barely a month old we were playing outside the den. It was a very happy day." Shadow smiled as she remembered wrestling with her father, and winning. " My parents looked worried and all of a sudden decided we would play hide-and-seek. They sat me in a bush while they 'hid' The Balkar wolves came. The pleaded to be left alone. I, out of curiosity, poked my head out. I watched them talk, and then, right in front of me they were torn apart. The Balkar didn't see me and left. I lived as a kerl, growing up alone until recently being taken in as the packs 'youngster' as they call me. " Shadow lowered her head sadly not liking the direction this conversation was going.
Shadow sighed and put her head in her paws as the wolf drank. She swore she saw moisture coming from her eye, but she pretended not to. After being hardened up from growing up as a kerl no tears came to eyes, only suicidally sad thoughts. For a moment she wondered how old she looked, or even if she was the same age... Their was no way to tell how long the coma had lasted. She remembered the last time in early spring with melting snow, but she had no idea. " Umm, a strange question, but what season is it? And is it the beginning or is it nearing end...." Shadow looked up awkwardly hoping the question wouldn't scare her to much...
ooc........xc lame post........ Just say late spring if u don't no)
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Post by Depth on May 30, 2010 15:26:12 GMT -5
Depth felt a horrible feeling of pain to hear of what had happened to Shadow's pack. She was fuming at herself for CRYING- what kind of Kerl did that? "Um.. It's late spring..How long have you been in a coma? I'm so sorry to have made you tell me about your pack- I feel awful, but because I've not really talked to anyone in a while I'm not quite sure what to say..." she trailed off. "I just wish that I'd have left things better with my old pack- had a chance to say goodbye. I just really want to join a pack again, to not feel so lonely... OMT, we're talking about really depressing things, aren't we? Umm, what's your pack like? Where do you live?" Depth's social grace had begun to return, and she silently cringed at how blunt she had seemed. She was out of touch. Depth was at least glad that Shadow hadn't behaved like other pack wolves, driven her away, fought her, refused to talk to her. It was hard enough being a Kerl as it is, no one to help you hunt, no one to talk to, or even just walk along with.
OOC: Sorry I'm a little awkward, just trying to smooth out some kinks in this character. This small talk may go on forever, I'm gonna try and introduce some ACTION! PS: Your post wasn't lame, just a little depressing (prolly just me)
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Post by Sandhya on May 31, 2010 8:39:06 GMT -5
..... Well i was going for a post that a really take my time on, when i do i get up to 2000 words ...unlike today -_-
After hearing that it was late spring Shadow just stared at her dumbfounded with wide eyes. "I'm not sure exactly, but I remember seeing the *larka on the ground... So apparently a long time." Liking that the wolf began to change the conversation she gladly answered. "Well they are a very tight knit pack. We don't think of it as a pack really, but a family. Whether you are related or not Dakota and Mist think of you as their children or brother and sister. You look out for each other and show each other that you care. Its a pack of about 15 i want to say now, well about 18 now that Dakota and Mist had their three pups." Shadow grinned as she remembered the three warm bodies suckling from their mother. Shadow quickly realized hat if its late spring she missed quite a bit of time, was her pack even there? had the Balkar advanced ? The fear stabbed pins into her legs and face. She imagined finding her pack as she had found her parents. (its there though) "Wow.... I've probably missed a lot of things." She mumbled. The fear of the Balkar moving up haunted her as she tried to keep calm. But it seemed impossible for them to take over so quickly- OK now she was being paranoid. After a minute or so of tiring herself out over the impossible Shadow calmed her breathing. "Are you going to join a pack? Koran is good if you want more of a pack, Deor is more of a family.
* Fresh laid snow
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Post by Depth on May 31, 2010 12:39:33 GMT -5
OOC: I've actually been thinking of joining Deor, and I've nearly got enough post points! I think it would be good for Depth to be part of a family again, I know she'd be a brilliant scout/ warrior. Do you think Deor would suit me? More importantly, do you think they would let me in? Depth studied Shadow's face carefully. She seemed terrified about what might have happened to her family. Not surprising, given how fierce the Balkar had been recently. She smiled, and said " I don't know if I want a pack or a family... don't worry about your pack, the Balkar are too busy worshipping a non-existent god to bother anyone right now, I think they have a festival, the idiots." She growled contempteously and absent-mindedly played with a small pebble. She had never believed in the gods, and didn't encourage beliefs of good and kindly spirits watching over the Varg. There was too much horror and pain in the world for good gods to exist. A tiny drop of rain fell into the lake, ruining the perfect stillness. A storm was gathering. " Oh look, the gods must be angry at me! Oh no!" she laughed. With her one good ear, she could hear the soft patter of droplets gradually getting more menacing. Far across the forest, thunder began to growl. " Better find a cave" she said cheerfully.
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Post by Sandhya on May 31, 2010 18:36:44 GMT -5
Shadow sighed as she realized how silly she was being, but then couldn't help but chuckle at what she had said. But then her stomach froze as she heard the next part. "They do, but its not just that, its a sacrifice of prisoners..." Shadow said fearfully. Shadow looked up with a bit of a sad face at the varg (btw you never said ur name lol). "Deor is accepting members now, I'm not sure of Koran, even if they are our allies I no longer keep tabs on them, A traitor to wards me belongs there." There was a rumble in the sky above. Shadow couldn't help but wonder if the gods were intending this to be a light refreshing rain, or punishment.
Hearing the sarcasm in her voice to wards she gods Shadow growled menacingly at her. She stood up. Muscles rolled in her legs and chest coiling to spring. She would defend them in a fight if needed. Despite her age it would be a fight she would most likely win. With a stubborn attitude Shadow stalked over to the rocky side of the water fall for cover, never taking her glare away from the varg. Now she knew why many kerls were thought of this way. Shadow growled one last time before lying down with a Im-staying-here- and-you-cant look, well at least if she wanted to get dry. Shadow was very eager to seeing the varg go back to the weak kerl that seeked out impossible friendship again.
.... uh oh you dissed the gods lol, u po Shadow ^^
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Post by Depth on Jun 1, 2010 0:40:33 GMT -5
Damn! Why did she have to bring the gods into this? She sighed, and moved a few paces away, lying down under an old oak and silently raging at herself. Her one chance, maybe to find a new pack, and she'd blown it. Now, she looked weak and annoying, like she was desperately trying to seek friends. Although she was dry under the comforting boughs of the tree, if the lightning came, she would have no chance. But at least she would finally be at peace,and the gods would have had their revenge on her. She didn't care any more. She couldn't apologise now, not without seeming like a grovelling Sikla. She simply said nothing, letting the silence strech like a gaping void, a raw wound.
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Post by Sandhya on Jun 10, 2010 20:46:01 GMT -5
Shadow still had heat burning in her chest from the hateful words to wards their creator. But then again, most kerls either believed in Zostar or had no religion. This wolf was the second answer. Shadow grumbled to herself still licking her leg even though it seemed to be healed somehow. The wolf felt the silence. Good, she deserved to have discomfort. Shadow simply used the silence to mumble about random thinks and lick her wounds so they would heal better. The rain had let up a little into a warm rain. Feeling it was warm enough for the freezing water Shadow pulled herself up and launched herself into the water. Expecting the icy needles again Shadow cringed into the water. But was surprised by that it had warmed quite a bit. Shadow sighed happily stretching in the water. feeling it seep into her minor cuts. Shadow swam around, even in the deep waters where she would never think of touching alive. It felt so good as it scrubbed away the grime. Shadow paused in the middle kicking her legs in place to keep afloat. Feeling her body sink slightly Shadow took in a deep breath filling her lungs with buoyant air that kept her up. She stared deeply into the peaceful waterfall letting the roar of water fill her thoughts. The water soaked her face even though she wasn't that close to it. For a brief moment she wondered what it would feel like to go inside. Shadow had always prided herself on being a great swimmer, but she wasn't sure.
Feeling a sudden boost of adrenaline Shadow took in a few deeps breaths and dove under. She looked around seeing the rocky ground below. Kicking hard she swam underneath. It felt good as water poured onto her back from above. For a moment she just floated their enjoying the massage. After a few seconds she kicked more and came to the back wall. Shadow was beginning to feel that effects of going without air so she pushed up and took in a deep breath. The water was hot and steamy. She had never felt so good... so free. Little bubbles rose from below pushing through her thick coat. Shadow took in another deep breath and closed her eyes while she floated behind the water fall. There was a small crevice on the wall, it would take some effort to get there, but it looked really comfortable. She would go.. eventually, she wasn't quite done soaking yet. Shadow dipped her head in letting the little bubbles hit her face and the water soothe her scars.
Feeling her thoughts slip away like they were in an hourglass, memories replaced them.
"Momma! Look!" I cried as a tackled my father who was play-fighting with me. I now he was faking the fall now, but i didn't then. The laughed playfully and he toppled over. I crawled up his chest until i looked at him. He grinned, "You got me." He shifted to the side slightly. "But not for long!." He teased as he very gently pushed me off and got on me. "Be careful you two!" My mother called trying to hide a grin behind her protective eyes. I giggled and tried to squirm free. He finally let me go and i nipped at his ear. He began to run at a very slow pace. "I surrender!" He called. I patted after him, chasing my father in circles to get to him. For a cub at a few weeks I was very agile, able to run and jump. y father stopped suddenly, sticking his nose in the air taking in a good whiff. I couldn't smell much, for I didn't have my senses as developed as an adult. I Smacked into his flank when he stopped. With a fake smile he turned to me. " Lets play hide and seek." There was little feeling in his voice, I now know why. I wagged my little stub of a tail, game for anything he wanted to play. I looked confused as he picked me up by the scruff of my neck, but I allowed as he began to walk. He carried me over to a bush and sat me inside. "Shh." He instructed. I sat straight up to comply. He walked back. "No peeking." he whispered. I sat there quietly waiting until he hid. There was some commotion outside. I didn't dare look though. There was a new voice.. voices actually. my father seemed to plead to someone. Getting worried I poked my head out, they would not see me because I blended in with the bush. A group of huge Draggas were before them. my father pleaded to them, knowing it was a fight even he, would lose. I sat there quietly just guessing it was a group of loners not liking our location. my mother stepped out of the cave. "What's going o- the BALKAR!" She screamed. That was the name I would never forget, because thats what set off the bomb. One of the draggas left off the ground and tackled her. "Get away from her!!" My father roared and left. But another caught him by the throat. It didn't take less than a minute. They were lost forever. Their throats were torn out and the others were working on taking their hearts. When they left I burst with tears leaping to their torn apart bodies. I cried and cried, cuddling up next to them, covering myself with their blood. I couldn't stand the sight of their dead bodies anymore. I ran away and never looked back...
I drove away the memories with a gasp and paddled to the surface realizing i was floating down. I could even remember the scent of my father. Pine and herla. Tears came into my eyes mixing with the hot water already there. Feeling I should be in water anymore and crawled up the rock. And leveled myself into the crevice. The steamy water swirled around me. I put my head in my paws eager to go back to my previous coma.
.... WWOOO epic post! i never put a post with perfect detail of her history. then after you could say she more centered with herself, thats why its in first person.
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