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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 10, 2008 18:23:34 GMT -5
Youssarian had sought out this land on purpose. He was interested in it- it's snowy landscape and pine forests were where he was raised as a young pup. He was also interested, for a story he had heard while traveling was about the lovely alphess with no mate. He wanted to see if her beauty was really true. And is she really was single.
He stepped in the paw prints of a previous wolf, enjoying how his paws were slightly larger. The scent told him that the tracks were recent, and they were from a dignified, high-ranked female wolf. Was this the beautiful Chaos they had talked about through his journeys? He was so curious to see her.
He sniffed in more deeply, and stopped abruptly. The female was near him, maybe watching his traveling progress? He spun around in a circle, his eyes searching for the slightest tuft of fur sticking out from behind a bush, or a stray paw showing among the dark pines. He inhaled deeply, his mind sorting out the scent from other stale ones that still lingered.
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 12, 2008 15:53:25 GMT -5
She follows behind the loner, pauses, drinking in his strong scent from teh paw prints he leaves in the snow. The prints are fresh and much larger than hers, showing her that this is a full grown wolf, and by the scent, a brute. Her pelt tingles with anxiety and she wonders if the brute will be a mean one who will waste no time beating up a weak pup like herself, or a friendlier one who she might have a nice conversation with. And if she is lucky, might join her growing pack. She trots on now, careful to stay downwind of the brute before she leaves the trail. She makes her way through the pines, planning on arching around him to meet him. She travels in a wide arch before turning back to the path that he is following. She breaks clear of the pines and turns, finding herself alone. The pawprints haven't reached where she is, so she has gone ahead of the loner. She turns in a full circle before hearing paws on the ground. She scampers to a tree and watches from beneath it's shadows. The brute breathes in the fresh scent from her paw prints before looking around. No doubt he is looking for her, but to do what. Finally, she steps out, licking her lips. The wind grapples with her fur and she stands as tall as she can, head raised in what she hopes is a dignified manner. You were looking for me, brute?
OOC: So Chaos is around 6 moons and is skilled in the ways of surviving. If Youssarian is a full grown male, then he is probably a lot bigger than she is.
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 12, 2008 17:38:47 GMT -5
((He'll be fine. He's a gentle fella  )) Youssarian spun around, his tail hitting some icy pines painfully. He looked at her. She was small, young. And very pretty. "Uh, yes... your name is Chaos? I have heard of you... My name is Youssarian." he straightened up, afraid he looked slouched, or gangly, or something. He wanted to be an Alpha, here, in this land. But would Chaos accept him? He suddenly realized he was a lot larger than her. A lot. Maybe he even looked like a Dire Wolf, with their huge bodies and strong limbs. he tried to shrink down a bit, but it kind of made him look silly. He realized that he probably looked very uncomfortable in her presence. He wasn't exactly uncomfortable, just nervous. |
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 13, 2008 13:02:36 GMT -5
Yes, I am Chaos. Are you in need of something, Youssarian? A drink of water perhaps? I could show you the river where Stone Frost drinks. Her voice is calm and she takes a deep breath, breathing in the scent. She watches with amusement as he tries to appear smaller, and a small smile touches her lips. She nods once, saying: You need not appear smaller Youssarian. I am used to meeting with wolves who are much bigger than I. She looks the brute over, wondering what to think of him. She wonders as well what he is after. The brute is a reddish brown color, differing from her own, gray Arctic Wolf pelt. Her thick white legs take a step forward towards the newcomer. She sense his nervousness, for it infiltrates the cool, crisp air. You are nervous...?
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 13, 2008 13:37:24 GMT -5
Youssarian nodded. "I am, Alpha. I was wondering if... I could join your pack?"" He braced himself for a no, for the pounding in his heart to go still with her answer. He looked down, and he let out some nervous laughter. "I...er.." he trailed off, looking up at Chaos. She must have great senses, if she could tell he was nervous, but maybe it was as obvious as his size compared to her. he had never been too good at hiding things about himself. He looked into Chaos's eyes, waiting for her answer, an answer that could mean the world for Youssarian.
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 17, 2008 11:35:29 GMT -5
The she-wolf looks him over, watching his stance and scenting the air, breathing in the brute's strong scent. She pauses, opening her mouth to speak. She isn't quite sure, just yet. After all, chosing another Alpha will be chosing a mate for her when she is older. It is not a decision to be rushed. You may join my growing pack, but you will not be Alpha just yet. I would like to see how others act around you, and how much I would like to you be my mate. She pauses, then adds with a little humor: Chosing a mate is a hard decision, you know. But with a wolf as handsome as you, it might not be as hard. Of course, there are wolves much more handsome than him, but it doesn't hurt to tease... if only a little. She flicks her tail. I will tell you my decision soon.
OOC: Sorry I've been away so long. The power is out at my house, so I can't get on. I'm at a place that has power. Sorry. |
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 17, 2008 17:21:46 GMT -5
He blushed, and he nodded at her. "Thank you. I will await your decision." His eyes darted around nervously;had there been another male? He didn't want any competition, he definitely didn't want anything to become a battle for the most loveliest she-wolf he had ever met. If it came to that, he would fight to the death, probably. "Oh? I'm glad it might not be as hard for you?" he teased, his eyes a happy glow. "As for me, I know a lovely lady, with a strong heart and lovely looks." he paused. "That lady is standing right in frotn of me." ((It's ok. Power is out everywhere )) |
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 19, 2008 8:56:53 GMT -5
She feels herself blush and is greatly thankful for the thick fur covering her now red body. She smiles softly, murmmuring a soft Thank you before swishing her tail, wanting to change the subject. She licks her lips and flicks her ears, casting her eyes around her for something of intrest to distract him with. Well, Youssarian, I can show you the land while you are about. Or perhaps you'd like to come back to camp and make your den?
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 19, 2008 11:31:46 GMT -5
Youssarian pondered the choices. "How about you show me around? I'm dying to see my new home." He grinned his old-fashion grin. He enjoyed watching her blush; he was pretty sure if he had no fir he would look like a red blob. He looked down shyly, but his eyes were looking out at the beautiful land around him. He would grow to love this land quickly; especially if it was led by Chaos.
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 24, 2008 17:28:45 GMT -5
No problem. We will retrace our steps back to the entrance of my territory. I assume you walked down Pine Tree Alley? I like those pine trees, escorting you into the land. Well, follow me, if you will, Youssarian. She smiles at him, only a small one, before turning away, as if embarassed. Her pace is quick as she jogs through the many trees, turing this way and that, occassionally pointing out landmarks. She pauses by a large rock that might be challenging to climb. Climbing Stone. Wolves can challenged each other to climbing to the top if they have the free time. Not many footholds, see how smooth it is in some places? She jogs on.
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 26, 2008 17:53:40 GMT -5
Youssarian kept up easily, his pace matching hers. She went fast. He nodded and 'oooed" a bit, looking at landforms and paths. The land was easily marked as beautiful, with snow all year round and dark pines blocking away the sometimes harsh sun. He would easily enjoy living here, he thought to himself. Trotting along, he found himself looking at Chaos often. Boy, was she lovely...
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 27, 2008 7:30:18 GMT -5
Finally she nears the border and turns left. They come upon the Pine Tree Alley, the main entrance to the territory. She pauses and looks at the brute beside her. Pine Tree Alley is the main entrance to our territory. It is grand, with the pines escorting you deeper into the land. I like it. Let us follow it. She quickens her pace, running down the row of the pines. Each is lihgtly covered in the newly fallen snow. Running with the wind blowing at her face, she almost forgets that Youssarian is there. She raises her head in delight, and dares herself to sprint faster down the alley. When she reaches the end, where the two had met earlier, she slows to a halt and waits for the brute to catch up. She bites her lip and looks down in embarassment, drawing in the snow with her paw. After a moment, she speaks. Um.. yeah, so that was Pine Tree Alley. I guess you know what that was like already. But if we turn right, then it will... um... take us to the river. It is the main water source for Stone Frost. It freezes over, of course, but usually it is not eace to break.
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 27, 2008 11:30:12 GMT -5
Youssarian thought the run was exhilarating and lovely, with the snow trapping his paws and the pines whizzing by. Chaos was fast, despite her small legs. Catching up at she skirted to a halt where they had first met, he walked up to her shyly, noticing her embarrassment. "No need for that," he said softly, giving her a small lick behind one ear to scrape some snow off. "That was fun." He smiled shyly. "Let's go see the river then." Grinning, he nodded for her to lead the way.
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Post by £€G@©Ÿ on Dec 27, 2008 17:25:57 GMT -5
Chaos is shocked that the brute has just licked her, so hse pauses for a moment. Then she shakes her head, just slightly, and hurries on. As she jogs deeper into the territory, the smell of prey becomes stronger. She stops, motioning with her tail for him to stop as well. She turns to him, mouthing the word: 'Stay'. She turns back, nose in the air. She has caught scent of a mountain hare. Instincts take over, and she creeps forward on silent paws. She cringes slightly as the snow crunches under one paw, and stops, staying as still as she can. She hears the rustling of the critter, and moves forward once more. Through the little undergrowth, she sees a large mountain hare, digging in the snow for what food it can find. It is unaware that she is there, but it stands on it's hind legs, black nose quivering. It hasn't scented her yet, or seen her. Chaos takes another, gentle step forward, being sure not to step on a twig. One more moment and.... leap! She leaps towards the unsuspecting hare, claws outstretched and a low growl leaving her throat. The timing was perfect, the whole hunt was perfect. The rabbit didn't even draw a breath to scream or squeal, or anything, because she slit it's neck, staining the ground red. She pauses for a moment, taking a few breaths before picking up her prize. She pads over to the spot where she had left Youssarian. She drops the body at her paws, a small smile on her bloodied lips.
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 29, 2008 13:48:55 GMT -5
Youssarian had looked down, embarrassed that he had offended her with the lick, when she was suddenly in hinting mode. He watched her unique skills as she stalked a chubby hare, and was impressed with the kill. He smiled at her, still feeling embarrassed. "Great catch!" he said lightly, staring into her eyes. The scent of prey made his stomach rumble with hunger, but he tried to push it away.
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