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Post by cara on Jun 4, 2007 7:18:51 GMT -5
hey im cara! this is my first post in Doer so im really happy! enloy!
Cara wandered around the boarder of her new home. she wasnt to sure she wanted to get in the middle of things just yet. she really didnt mind though. Cara knew better then to throw her self into the middle of pack life and be accepted right away... or maybe she was wrong. lowering her muzzle she drew a howl for her belly and let it sing into the air. the wind curled her fur as the holw reached the pack alerting them of her. it praticlly screamed "Im here!". slowly but sure;y cara made her way to the main area of the pack.
kinda short! sorry! and im sorry again if any one already picked yellow as there color!
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Post by Chalos Autumn on Jun 4, 2007 11:09:38 GMT -5
[Keeping my posts short because I have a lot of them to make. Eeeh!]
Chalos raised his bicoloured head, perking enormous ears as a new howl echoed within the packlands. The oversized Dragga erupted with his own booming howl - a signal that he knew Cara was here. A new wolf had come to Deor, but whether she was friend or foe, packwolf or Kerl, he knew not.
Off he ran, long legs carrying the bulk of his sinewy body almost effortlessly over the wooded terrain.It wasn't long before a snow-bleach wolf, younger and, as always, smaller than he, came into view. Chalos halted, watching her with careful, keen eyes of emerald. She seemed friendly enough, and he woofed once, quite loudly, hoping to draw her attention without having to wander too close. "White-furred she wolf!" He barked, "What might be your business, wandering about in Deor?"
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Post by okamiwolf on Jun 6, 2007 10:51:12 GMT -5
The familiar voice of Chalos was carried on the wind to Lucivar, and she had previously been on her way to investigate the foreign howl. Her delicate pads carried her sleek form over the ground and took her to the source of the origins. One, a white, young girl. The other her life-long love, Chalos.
Lucivar let a soft bark to announce her own arrival as she padded forward, gracefully, to arrive at the side of her mate, she brushed against his side and gave him an affectionate lick on his cheek. She turned her decievingly icy gaze upon the newcomer, though her expression was as gentle as her heart. For Luci was a kind-hearted individual. She said no words, to the youngling, Chalos' question was suitable for gaining an answer.
<<Look! I live!>> |
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Post by cara on Jun 7, 2007 18:57:48 GMT -5
cara took a half step toward the pair and bowed her head, "i am Cara. i was just recently accepted into the pack of Deor... i promise to devote my life to the pack..." she growled proudly and lifted her muzzle slightly to see the two wolves. her heart lightinged as she saw the pair who were so clearly in love, she new she had finaily found a place to be loved. she let her self stare into the pairs eyes and read thier emotions. their is love there... plenty of love...
T.T so deep! lol!
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Post by okamiwolf on Jun 7, 2007 20:21:58 GMT -5
Lucivar frowned. "You were accepted? But my dear, we are the alphas of this pack. Seeing as Chalos does not know you, and nor do I for that matter, how might you have come to the conclusion that you were accepted?" Her expression was quizical and had hardened slightly, but her voice was soft and gentle, just as it always was. Her smooth tones drifting through the air.
This Cara couldn't possibly think that by setting foot into the lands of Deor that she was accepted, right? Well, either way they would set her straight, and perhaps she would still wish to join their pack. She had promised to devote her life to it, and most new members were always welcome.
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Post by cara on Jun 11, 2007 11:01:20 GMT -5
( but i thought... never mind...
Cara blinked, "I thought i spoke with the dragga..." she looked quizzicly at Chalos, "But ok... " she dipped her head slightly and in a low embarrassed voiice she whispered, "do i have the right to join the pack, bold Dragga and Drappa of Deor?" Cara felt the white hot flame of rejection once again flare up in her heart, she knew that she had made a mistske and would pay dearly for it. she ha already started to inch away from the pair.
sorry for the confusion! 
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Post by okamiwolf on Jun 27, 2007 18:57:18 GMT -5
"Well know, I'm sure we have plenty of room to spare, right Chalos?" Lucivar said with a smile, looking to her mate, her flawed gaze soon turned back to the young she-Varg. "Do you have any position? Guard, scout, something of a talent or way to aid our pack?"
The slender fae's plume swayed behind her, as she gazed kindly at the young wolf before her. A light summer breeze flowed through her pelt, tousling the tri-hued fur and mixing the colors of cream, brown, and black as it swept through the whispering trees and the songbird's wings.
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