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It's my party, and there's no crying here — Adegan Ball! [aw]
Skuld
Posted: Jul 30 2012, 05:53 PM


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Respected
Male 8 Years
139 POSTS 1822 PP
Zena




((Yes, here it is, Adega's pack event for August. I know it's still technically July but I figured saying it was July's event wouldn't be right though it has been in the making since then. :3 Anyway! Even if you haven't signed up in Adega's plotting thread you're more than welcome! No posting order. I want people to be able to mingle as they wish, and leave if they need/want to. I'm going to leave this up all month, perhaps longer depending on how things are going. So, basically... enjoy!))

Skuld was slowly moving around the small but roomy clearing, making sure everything was in place before people started to show up. There was a large flat rock on one side, where he had placed the pair of rabbits he had caught because it was a convenient place to put them and he figured others would bring prey as well, so they needed lots of space for that. Other smaller, but equally flat, rocks were scattered around the edges of the clearing, perfect tables or seats, whatever they wanted. One near the entrance was almost covered with small red flowers that Dawn had collected in case anyone wanted them.

Speaking of the Heart, she too was in place by the entrance to the clearing, having returned from laying out path markers in the form of arrows made of little stones leading to the gathering place of the ball. Her job, at least for now, was to welcome people as they entered, and he nodded slightly before turning away, looking around once more. Yes, everything was in place and he was ready, his pelt spotless and neatly groomed, eyes bright and eager, and a loop of vines and flowers around his neck for decoration.

Skuld hoped that lots of wolves would come. The more the merrier as they say, and he wanted to bring wolves together. They had gotten so scattered lately it seemed, now would be a time to correct that. With so many getting displaced and others worried about that very thing happening to them, he thought they really needed to forget their worries and relax for a bit. With that in mind he settled himself beside the prey rock, as he had decided to call it, and lifted his eyes to the sky, a howl leaving his jaws and echoing through the trees, a summons and a welcome. Perhaps now would be a test of the old adage "If you build it they will come".

"but that's not the shape of my heart"






 

Dawn
Posted: Jul 30 2012, 06:02 PM


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Female 6 Years
101 POSTS 759 PP
Zena




She was ever so nervous about this event, seeing as it involved lots of socialization and meeting wolves from other packs. Still, Dawn was honored that she had been chosen to watch the door and greet people as they came in, even if it was a simple job and was possibly only to get her out of the way. Well, she was ready, if hesitant, and once more glanced down at herself as she took up her position beside the chosen entrance of the clearing. The Heart had spent what seemed like ages on her appearance, a rarity for her, but now she was certain that her fur looked nice and neat. Looking up slightly she could make out the bottom of the flower she had managed to stick behind her left ear, which she held carefully to keep the flower in place. It was the only decoration she could come up with for such an event, and had prompted her to decorate the clearing with flowers and place a pile of them near the entrance in case anyone else wanted one.

Hearing Skuld's song, Dawn could not quite resist lifting her own muzzle slightly and joining him, keeping her tone much quieter so as not to interfere. Rumor had it that lots of wolves were going to join them that evening, but she had no idea how many. With luck there would be some friendly faces in the crowd, but Dawn was determined to mingle and meet new people since the perfect opportunity was presenting itself here.

Once the song had faded from the forest Dawn peered into the semi-darkness patiently, thinking she heard pawsteps approaching. The sun was not setting yet, but it was past noon, so there were portions of the forest that were cast in shadows. Fortunately their clearing was well lit, so no one should have any difficulties seeing. Suddenly jolted out of her thoughts, Dawn sniffed the air softly, catching the scent of approaching wolves. Ah yes, they were coming. Her tail wagged excitedly as she waited for the first wolf to appear, ready to do her job and get the ball started.

"Speech!"




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Scott
Posted: Jul 31 2012, 03:44 PM


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Male 4 Years
329 POSTS 776 PP
Spotty




A multitude of questions arose in the sliver male's subconscious to why he was here. This was not his pack, or their event of sorts but Adega's a pack that was not particularly in the good graces of Sero but not exactly in the bad either. With the fire beginning to grip the Bosque and the migration of all Serons to Sero lake Inu had nothing of grave importance to do. yeas he could be watching the boarders with his amber lenses scanning for signs of the encroaching lake, but the flame where still mild and the pack could not forget about other things like, reconnaissance.

Little birds had told him of a ball, hosted by Adega that was to take place tonight. It wouldn't hurt if he dropped by and did a little talking around, seeing who was there and who the Adegans seemed to be friendly with. There was a few things though that Scott had to take care of before he could attend, espionage was an art form and the sliver behemoth could not attend this event under dressed or unprepared now could he?

His coat was laid perfectly in place; clean, fresh, and groomed into find tendrils. A snug wreath of leaves with small and red flowers was placed firmly around his neck, causing the surrounding fur to intertwine itself producing a handsome accessory. The scruff of three rabbits dangled from his massive cage. Scott had been sure to catch them off of Seron and Adegan territory, he did not need accusations of treason or theft arising today.

Muscular limbs soon had him approaching the jungle clearing. The ivory male could smell the array of scents the Adegans had to offer. From what he could tell there was only two other figures behind the curtain of greenery he now stood in front of. he was one of the first to arrive, good more time for him to chat up the locals. Scott pulled his body through the vegetation border and into the clearing, he gave a curt and polite nod to the female doorkeeper and proceeded to make his way further into the expanse.

Scott's warm orbs found the rock where the other forms of deceased prey laid and neatly placed his own catch upon the smooth grey surface. His mind reverted back to business where were those alphas of theirs, Inu could only place one. Though one alpha was better than none at all, he began to approach Skuld and release deep gruff tones. Good evening Skuld, a fine night is it not? I am Scott Inu, Zeta Aegis of Mortus Sero, but fear not I am only here to enjoy, and if any other Serons produce trouble refer them to me. Inu was only a Zeta, yes but he could still drag them to Torvald for easy punishment, and gain some favor with the Adegans fro his efforts. The man left his brief company and turned his cranium towards the entrance awaiting the arrival of others.

Tonight I cry Tell me why I can't live without your warm embrace



 

Constantine
Posted: Aug 2 2012, 03:26 PM


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One Diamond
Male 1 Year
10 POSTS 161 PP
Kimm




OOC — I was thinking they would get off on a friendly foot in the thread, I hope you don't mind him approaching Dawn!

i do believe that would be my job, the agnatic caliph would speak as stout pillars would move him into the clearing , heading the call of his jack while tail would act as if indebted to him in some sort of way . the long and flowing appendage , while often acting with a snake-like mannerisms , would remain stationary and close to his carcass . in all truth , the beast would not find it very appealing to many to don the militaristic gear of his sentry position . guardian would fit the beast nicely , however , the idea of patrolling the outer most borders of their pretty little land would suit him much better than solely acting upon guarding those within the pack . truth be told , there could be very many within the lands that he would take pity to and others that would simply rub him the wrong way . ebony furs would flutter around him as they were cast from their course and rough home , the once tarnished and blackened coat was simply molting from him at this moment . part of him would wonder if the elongated tendrils would reach him this winter or they would prefer to difuse from the warmth of the new climate . nostrils would flare upon the atramentous virile as he looked upon the alabaster one with a soft form of interest if only for the moment and time . this was the first time he would encounter the mortus seron and he would find himself wondering about him . what was their pack like ? it would seem by his title they were simply sorted in the normal fashion of a pack , by far nothing like a kingdom or even the herd that he found himself in at the present time . ears would twist upon their cranial home as they aimed to collect his very speech within the parted ears . hips would move with a stocky like motion as he aimed to bring himself upon the grounds towards the woman whom had seemingly rescued him from the vile woodlands . the scent of fire and ash was heavy upon the air , one thing he would undoubtedly be at an unease about something . lady dawn, what is this exactly? the primordial heathen would enquirer , the sovereign did not know of this gathering , nor the beast that stood at their helm with a blink of his oceanic gaze .
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Dawn
Posted: Aug 2 2012, 06:42 PM


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Captain Denmother
Female 6 Years
101 POSTS 759 PP
Zena




((Sounds good to me! ^_^ ))

Dawn nodded politely in return to the Seron that arrived, the first one to do so, which was a bit to her surprise. Perhaps the other Adegans were scattered or something of that sort. She watched the stranger approach Skuld and introduce himself then, satisfied that there was not going to be any trouble, turned her attention back to the entrance in time to see another, more familiar, male appear from the forest. A smile crossed her face as his words processed, her tail wagging slightly while he approached.

"Oh right, you came here after the meeting. Well Skuld thought we should celebrate how well Adega and the other packs are doing lately and welcome new members, so he decided we should have a ball of sorts," she explained. "It's open to all packs so don't be too surprised if some strangers show up," she continued, nodding towards the Seron who was surveying the clearing, perhaps waiting for some packmates to show up. The more the merrier she thought, turning her attention back towards Constantine. It was good to see him, even if she hadn't known him that long. It was better than sitting around with no one to talk to.

"How have you been?" she asked suddenly, realizing they hadn't really gotten the chance to talk since she had run across him in the forest not too long ago. She hoped he was doing well, he seemed to be in one piece, which was far better than she knew many could say. Already things were turning out better than she would have dared to hope, since she had someone to talk to and their guests were already starting to arrive. It might actually be fun to see who would show up next.

"Speech!"



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Vivienne
Posted: Aug 3 2012, 07:44 PM


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Female 4 Years
62 POSTS 444 PP
Lea




It was no secret that the former Regnum woman was always clean and well-groomed, but she had gone above and beyond the call of duty for this event. Her fur was spotless, shining and in impeccable order. Woven into it at various points were small, blood red roses. They were brighter than her wine-coloured fur, making sure that they caught the eye. Only the best blooms had been picked to take pride of place in the woman's coat. Other than these particular flowers, a basket was held clutched between the Da'Vinci wolf's sharp teeth. Inside were several carefully laid blooms, all of the same deep red hue, all beautiful. They were her offering to the hosting pack, and had Sanctus Regnum still been around, would have held much more weight as a gift than they technically now did. They were, after all, collected from the pack's sacred Hortum Regis. That being said, had the pack still resided there, Vivienne would likely have been banished for attempting such a thing. With the Regnum gone though, she considered the place hers and hers alone, and by that reasoning, the roses were hers to do with as she wished.

For the occasion, she had found out the beautiful necklace that Pollux had gifted to her the last time she had seen him. Set in gold, the emerald nestled comfortably against her chest, held in place by the delicate gold chain looped around her neck. Upon realizing that Pollux had gone missing, the woman had hidden the jewellery at the back of her den. It had been playing on her mind though, and she had ended up finding it out to wear to this ball. And if it seemed to weigh rather more heavily around the girl's neck than it should? Well, that was easily ignored.

Making her way through the trees, the ash and ruby wolf soon found her way into a pleasant enough clearing. A large flat rock at the entrance was covered in a variety of flowers, though Vivienne was pleased to note no roses of the caliber of hers present. Placing the basket down on the edge, she nodded politely to the two Adegans seated nearby before noticing a rather more familiar figure nearby. A smile curved the pale lips, and Vivienne made her way towards the two men.

Manners dictated she greet the hosting Alpha first, so the once-Rosarum halted before the two males and dipped her head to Skuld. "Good evening, Jack," she lilted. "Vivienne Georgette Da'Vinci of the late Sanctus Regnum, at your service." That said, she turned to the other pale male, and brushed her shoulder against his flirtatiously. "Why, fancy seeing you here, my dear. Policing your villainous packmates, are you?"

"speech"



 

Iccarrus
Posted: Aug 3 2012, 10:13 PM


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One Sentry
Male 3 Years
1 POSTS 44 PP
Dana




ooc: sorry for the lack of a table. I'm not graphically inclined.

It felt good. It felt absolutely amazing, to know that he was part of something, something that was lively, something that was ... definable. His lithe, dark frame moved through the trees, his paws silent upon the jungle floor. What he would do to see above the canopy, to feel the breeze as it swept over the leaves. The birds cries resonated in his ears, and Iccarrus almost smiled. Oh, you silly fool, but the smile lingered upon his lips, a reminder that not every sullen, angry wolf needs to never smile, that occasionally there can be humour in life. His dark gray eyes glittered mischievously, but grew more or less concerned when the sound of a howl breached the natural melody of his surroundings. Nerves snaked through him. This would be it, the first real social gathering since he had arrived in Harbringer, the first real opportunity that he would screw up, no doubt. A puddle let him see himself, and he glanced in it long enough to determine that he was clean looking (as best as he could be) and that all of his fur was intact, and that he was still very much an attractive, virile representative of his kind.

The howl's origin was not far from where he had been exploring, so he quickly changed his pace, his lithe, slender limbs covering the distance quickly. While he was brawny, with muscles rippling beneath his pelt, and while each stride exuded strength, Iccarrus was also poised, elegant, graceful ---- and most importantly, because in a skirmish everyone needs it or at least wants it, he was agile. He heard voices, and before he realized it broke through the thick foliage to find himself face to ... well, many faces, with his pack members. The strength of their scent excited him, but his facade remained stoic. His ears came forward, and his body quickly moved into a confident, yet respectful, pose. His tail was not raised too high, nor was his head. He wasn't the submissive sort at all, so he stepped forward and very unkindly (because his voice is quite naturally gruff) grumbled, "Right on time, I hope..." But it was more of a mutter, and if anyone heard it, he'd be quite ashamed of himself. Where were his manners?

He could have spotted the Alpha, or leader, anywhere. It was obvious, immediately, who it was. Iccarrus had quietly assume duties, taking his role of Sentry quite seriously. So far, there hadn't been any issues to report, so he had not brought himself directly before the Alpha, himself. His muzzle dipped forward as a greeting, but he did not relinquish words from his lips. His dark eyes observed those that had already gathered. A good mixture, and none of them appeared as if they wanted to start trouble, or to create drama, so he sat down about four feet from Dawn, which he had no previous knowledge or experience of being around, and curled his tail about his haunches. Okay, so he was socially awkward, but he was handsome, his fur was immaculate, and because he had nothing to say, he waited.

He'd been summoned, so to speak, and because of his absolute need to adhere to rules, to follow policy and procedure, he had come. His gray eyes meticulously observed each individual, overtly scrutinizing, while he remained silent. The best part of his job? He had to familiarize himself with all members, in a manner that would bring him closer to them, but also that would allow him a sense of detachment. Each one was essential to the pack's well-being. Each member had a duty to perform, and his was to ensure safety to all those within Adega walls. To those that watched him from the outside, his expression was emotionless, hidden in the dark contours of his face, silent in his haunting, smoke-colored eyes. He wouldn't speak, unless spoken to; that wasn't a thought process of his, but rather a truth. Iccarrus rarely uttered words. To him, it was not necessary.
 

Lashana
Posted: Aug 5 2012, 12:27 PM


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Female 3 Years
2 POSTS 45 PP
Serena




Much like she had done for the beautiful wedding which felt like it had taken place many many moons ago, Shana groomed herself to perfection for the occasion. For a bit, the Four had felt compelled to do something worth while, and exercised her sentry duties by patrolling the border for any potential trouble makers, but her impatience soon got the best of her, and the russet lass decided she may as well go get ready for the party. The Adegan was quick but precise in her bathing, making sure every little spot upon her pelt was removed so the brown and alabaster gave off nothing but shine. With not much time to spare, the girl gathered some flowers and vines to twist into a small wreath in which she placed atop her skull, ears positioned as to hold the crown in place. Not long ago, the craft would have taken the femme much time, but the one thing she did have patience for was practice. After that, she dug up two peachy pink feathers collected when she was just a child, and stuck them to her tail.

Just as the lass was going to collect something to bring to the gathering, Skuld's familiar howl split the emerald jungle, a message to all to come together for a time of peace and conversation. Bounding off towards the point of the echoing tune, Lashana stopped a few times to collect enough flowers to create a bouquet, a nice gift of thanks to Skuld for putting on the ball. She even sacrificed enough time to hunt a small rabbit, and had a rather humorous time trying to carry both gifts within her small jowls. She had just enough time to spare for thinking over something that had haunted her for a while. With an annoyed scowl, Shana forced the memories of Annie and Bo from her mind, deciding that the ball would be a good chance to distract herself from the idea of leaving Adega in search of her vanished sister.

Perched for a second by the entrance to the clearing, the sentry took a moment to lick over her paws and readjust her crown of flowers. Then, (after fighting once more to carry both the bouquet and the rabbit) the russet femme stepped into the clearing with grace in her delicate step. First giving a friendly nod of the head and wag of the tail to her friend, Dawn, the girl then placed her small offer of prey upon the designated rock. Once that burden was taken care of, Lashana approached Skuld with a smile laced onto leathery lips, dropping the collection of flowers near his feet and giving a graceful bow of respect to the alpha. Thank you for putting together this lovely evening came the sing-song words before she seated herself to the side of the ivory Jack, offering all the other guests a cheerful smile. Settling her magenta gaze on a dark furred and smokey-eyed wolf not engaging yet in any conversation, she gave the man a welcoming dip of the head, leaning backwards on her haunches yet maintaining a tall posture as she eagerly waited for someone to strike up a chat. speech



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Scott
Posted: Aug 17 2012, 10:24 AM


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Male 4 Years
329 POSTS 776 PP
Spotty




More, had indeed arrived but from what he counted there was only four, and only one face he recognized. That was the face of the two-toned Vivienne. Amber pools followed her movements which finally stopped with greeting Skuld as he had done moments before. Soon though her words were directed at him as he responded to her witty inquiry. Fancy indeed, Vivienne. You could say, that I suppose. He offered her in return.

Glancing back at the entrance he saw no more frames spill through into the clearing, shame he though to himself as he thought it would have been a grand occasion. Never the less he knew one soul and he would take the opportunity to get know the woman a little better. So what brings you here this night? Beside a good time, maybe he would get a different and more intriguing answer, and while he waited his orbs looked over her rose covered pelt.

Tonight I cry Tell me why I can't live without your warm embrace



 

Noah
Posted: Aug 20 2012, 03:27 AM


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Male 1 Year
78 POSTS 759 PP
Lea




{{OoC: Not the best post in the world, but I wanted to get Noah in here and waiting for Artemis before the month was up! XD Will post with Vivienne again soon.}}

Noah was late. Cursing himself, he trotted through the jungle, trees flashing by on either side of him. He had been so determined to be on time that he had made his catch of fish the day before, but even then, he had spent so long worrying over how he looked that he'd left the Cove much later than he had intended. He could only hope that Artemis was planning on being fashionably late, also. If she was waiting when he got there, he'd kick himself.

Well groomed and clean, the lad had not adorned himself with any decorations, unlike some of the more fussy women. Instead, he had simply spent the morning making sure he looked presentable. Nerves churned in his stomach and Noah was suddenly glad he had not eaten that morning. The largest of his catch of fish was held between his teeth as he neared the clearing, and upon noticing the chatter of voices, the boy slowed down. Taking a moment to compose himself, he entered the clearing.

A glance around showed no sign of Artemis, and the boy had only a moment of relief before worry kicked in. Was she okay? Had she decided that she didn't want to attend after all? Biting back a stressed whine, the Yahn boy made his way across the clearing to the boulder upon which the prey was laid. Dropping the food, he turned. Lavender eyes quickly caught sight of Dawn and he nodded to her, flashing the girl a quick smile. Quite unable to keep still, the boy began to pace back and forth. He should have brought a gift for his date! Some flowers, or something. Although by the looks of the decorations here, any flowers he might have been able to find would have looked dull by comparison! "Speech!"



I'm going to be very scarce for a while. I'm now in my final year of university, and coming to the end of the academic year. I'll be here when I can, and ultimately I'm going nowhere, but please don't expect me to be particularly speedy with posts for a few months!



 

Vivienne
Posted: Aug 20 2012, 05:50 AM


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Female 4 Years
62 POSTS 444 PP
Lea




A chuckle was given to Scott's ambiguous agreement; always so evasive. She eyed the wreath around his neck with approval. "Well don't you look handsome," she cooed, lifting a dainty paw to bat the accessory playfully. "I do like this." She might be teasing lightly, but there was truth to the words. She would have been disappointed, had he showed up unadorned and ungroomed.

As he asked what had brought her to the gathering, she laughed musically. "Oh, I never could turn down a good party," she sang, throwing her head back so that the chain about her neck swung. "Adega and Sanctus Regnum were allies, so I saw no reason not to attend." Cocking her head, she returned the question. "And yourself? Are you here to enjoy yourself, or just make sure none of your Serons shed innocent blood?"

"speech"



 

Constantine
Posted: Aug 20 2012, 12:08 PM


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One Diamond
Male 1 Year
10 POSTS 161 PP
Kimm




The obsidian virile would twist and turn his cranium with a smooth motion, a softening action to look down upon the soft and delicate face of the dame in which he perhaps owed the most within this pack or whatever they wanted to call it. The beast was not one to impose judgements upon all that came, all that frequented the event in which the Jack had hailed and called together. His tail would flicker from left to right as the sentry would assume his job, his talent perhaps a less than active one that many here seemed to disregard as it would seem that he would be the only one here tonight. His optical pools would limit themselves, tired themselves out as he stood within the sidelines and next to the woman of his choosing. His brow would raise lightly as the thought would invade his own blank template. It was a sudden one to say the very least and one that the primordial beast would not warrant upon the tendrils of thought unless it had come very unapologetic to the forefront without any command from his own thoughts. Were you accompanied by anyone Lady Dawn? The very thought would brush itself across the membrane of his vocals, the syllables rolling off of his tongue with a lightness unlike anything else that he had imagined. Sure, his sister had found someone who would accept the mongrel part of her and sure, no one in these lands knew of his status within his own kingdom, but there was something holding him back. Perhaps the beast was simply here to find himself, perhaps he was simply here to become something that he could not in the pack at home, but the beast himself knew better than to mingle with the ones that could possibly hurt him. And thus, the meaning behind the words spilled from his onyx kissers would surprise him above all else. The astonishment would never grace the gargoyle like features of his muzzle as it would stand with an inkling of politeness and kindness with a tablespoon of happiness combined with a teaspoon of oil to make it flush.

His skull would raise slightly, however, as the footfalls of newcomers a like would grace their presence upon the very lands in which they stood. Most would bear the uncommon scents of their own places, ones that perhaps the sentry ought to learn and learn quite well in case they were breached by one such pack. He would have noted the scent of blood and gore in which would paint the alabaster brute's pelt, the one in which the petite woman would have graced with the name of Mortus Sero. Something about the pristine counterpart would have the beast on edge for some damning of reasons. The caliph was never one to grace himself upon the grounds of the gored beast and never once would he ever accomplish himself in the battles of war unless it was against an evil unlike any other and to this, he would indeed believe himself that way about the Serons. Perhaps it was the cult like markings bestowed upon their very hinds that would cause him to believe this. There was nothing in the world at home like it and it would indeed have brought a sense of evil to him. The beast would shrug the very thoughts from his pelt, the giant shrugging off a mountain to cause the crashing of rocks and avalanches wherever it would land. Perhaps better attuned to the earthquakes as Atlas relieves himself of a bothersome itch, the beast would return to his duty if only for a moment. He would glance at them all, taking into consideration each presence and what they brought to the table. The delicate form of a woman of russet hues would drawn his attention. For once, the ebony beast would stiffen as only the pelt color could as he would draw his eyes wide to take in the entire appearance from the woman. And only when the gender was recognized would the beast recoil. No. That is not him, he would sigh for a moment.

The ebon beast would surely appear to be disappointed in the fact that his hopes could have been raised so high by nothing more than a color of appearance. His head would turn lightly, look back upon the petite nature of the woman standing next to him. She was indeed something of a pretty little thing. Perhaps that was all that most men would look at and immediately take into consideration their outlook on children. It a primal instinct that would indeed invade the brute's mind as he looked upon the Five of Hearts, her delicate and petite ways nothing more and nothing less than a beautiful reminder of one that he would once adore. But there was something about her that would keep him at bay. He knew little to nothing about the woman, nothing about her past or even her present. He knew better than to settle down so quickly perhaps, to begin a long and drawn out courtship that would simply end in destruction and pain. His tail would twist, flicker even, however as he would shake his head quickly and with an ease. She was nothing more than a friend in this seas of obscure faces. Perhaps if she were a male there would only be a feeling of friendly aspects, but the estrogen would begin to form a protective quality about her. It was perhaps even certain that the beast would become a protector of her in his own mind but also because of his duties. Which would never be shrugged off as he once again would survey the crowd for any actions that could be cause for disruption in a careful silence that would return his vision back towards the woman beside him.

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Artemis
Posted: Aug 21 2012, 07:38 AM


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Follower Medic
Female 2 Years
222 POSTS 2812 PP
Autty




Oh dear, she was so late! She had bathed in the stream last night, and found some lavander and her walked and rolled in it. Thankfully the fumes had stuck with her over night. She had been digging at a boulder to shorten her nails, and even managed to find some dark mud and ever so gently blinked a few times to make her eye lashes darker. Looking in a small puddle, her features were set ablaze by this small change. Her fur was smooth, soft, and neatly in place. It had taken a while, but she had managed. No longer looking like a small, helpless girl, she now looked like a strong, confident woman. Breathe...

She had managed to find her way to Adega, and heard others talking. She figured this was where they were to meet. She could smell her father here, as well as Noah. Oh no! How awkward this would be, her father watching over her on her first date. A chaparone, perhaps? A small groan left her lips before lifting her head and gracefully walking into the clearing. A smile found her lips as she easly spotted the Yahn boy. Giving a brisk trot she found her way to his side before nudging his chin, then looking over to Skuld. "I suppose I should intorduce myself. Care to join?" Creeping over to him she dipped her head. "Hello sir. My name is Artemis Megara Auralis-Inu, Zeta, and medic of Mortus Sero. Thank you for opening your home to let us gather. It is a pleasure."

" Speak "



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Will be slow to reply. A bunch of stuff. My grandmother had a double mastectomy due to stage four breast cancer. She now has to have surgery AGAIN (within 3 days) to have a bloodclot removed. So, I'm going to be spending a lot of time in the hospital. Thanks for understanding.
 

Julliet
Posted: Aug 22 2012, 02:45 PM


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Five Diamond
Female 2 Years
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Leo





The woman moved slowly along the path, peppermint gaze lowered to watch where her dainty mitts were placed. She had spent the morning meticulously grooming herself; making sure that every strand was in order and spotless. It had taken her longer to think of something to bring, though the end result had been glaringly obvious all along. The bundle of peppermint leaves in her mouth were blocking out every smell besides the fresh scent. She didn’t feel uncomfortable in her own home, but strangers from every pack were being welcomed into the lands without hesitation. It put her a little on edge. Ears were restless on her head as she maneuvered the trail and came ever closer to the gathering. Her heartbeat was thrumming in her chest, her stomach clenching in anticipation. Would he be there? Her stomach flipped and the woman paused her footsteps. What if he didn’t show up? Or what if she was too late and he figured she wasn’t coming? She picked up her pace, and before long, was halted in front of the opening. Giving a good shake to free whatever had clung to her on her journey over. Taking in a breath, the girl glided in; her eyes on the ground as she moved towards Skuld and dipped her head.

Looking up to the male, she dropped the bundle of peppermint leaves and smiled. “Hello Skuld, this looks wonderful,” truth be told, the woman hadn’t had the guts to actually look around in case Ryker hadn’t showed. Offering another smile, the girl picked up the bundle, and moved to set it on the stone. She stood there for a few moments, gathering the courage to actually turn and see who had come. Very slowly, the woman pirouetted, seafoam gaze slowly looking over the individuals that were present. She knew the answer, but she had to look again. Her heart sunk, and the breath she had been holding was let out slowly. Quietly, the girl moved. She skirted around the edge of the clearing, realizing then that everyone had pretty much engaged in conversation. Hesitant on simply going to strike up a conversation with anyone, she hovered for a few minutes before taking a few steps back she sat, and watched. Some of the wolves she didn’t know, surprisingly though, the woman had seen most of them if not at the pack meeting, from somewhere else.

Paws were close together, her tail curling to lie on top of the small pads. She spotted Vivienne, and wanted to say hello, though she didn’t recognize the white male who was standing with her. She was almost tempted to go sit with Skuld, or anyone really. Her head lowered, her chin tucking closer to her chest, while her eyes shut. He hadn’t come. It was simple as that, he had never answered her when she had brought it up, so why had her hopes gone so high? She loved him. Eyes burst open, and her breath caught. She looked around, as if someone had overheard, but she hadn’t said anything out loud. The thought had just wriggled into her head. Now it was, blaring in not only her head, but her heart as well. "speech"




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Noah
Posted: Aug 22 2012, 03:05 PM


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Male 1 Year
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Lea




Still pacing restlessly, a flash of movement caught Noah's eye and he glanced up, freezing in place as he did. It was Artemis, but not as he had last seen her. The little girl had done... something, that had made her face seem to open up. Her eyes seemed bigger and bluer, while her fur shone. As she approached him and nudged his chin, Noah unfroze and smiled a little shakily. "Sure," he agreed, resisting the urge to reach down and lick the base of her ear affectionately. That would mess up her fur, and he was sure she wouldn't want that.

He followed a step behind the girl, scanning the clearing with hawk-like eyes in search of danger. Finding nothing to worry about, he tentatively relaxed and turned his attention to the large white wolf in front of them. Following his companion's lead, he dipped his head. He waited for her to finish speaking, before rumbling his own greeting.

"Hello sir," he began, very much following the young Seron's example. This was all rather foreign to the unsocialised wolf. "My name is Noah Yahn, and I was an apprentice guardian of Silver Cove until they disbanded." Holding his face immobile, he refused to allow the all too common grief to find a home on his expression. "Thank you."

That done, the younger male took a step back before looking to the smaller yearling. "Are you hungry?" he asked, nodding towards the prey "table". It was too busy to linger around the intimidating Alpha's figure. After all, everybody seemed to feel the need to greet and thank him, upon entering the clearing. "Speech!"



I'm going to be very scarce for a while. I'm now in my final year of university, and coming to the end of the academic year. I'll be here when I can, and ultimately I'm going nowhere, but please don't expect me to be particularly speedy with posts for a few months!



 

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