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Post by stella on Jul 5, 2007 17:18:09 GMT -5
Stella yawned and frantically moved around to try to stay warm. The shelter had a big flat piece of wood that some people had discarded just so, that it was lying on top of the several rocks that formed a U shape. The wood was thick and bigger than the rock and had a "siding" affect that completely shielded her and her bother from the elements. Another about 2 feet away and was very similar but was slightly bigger inside that lazuli slept in.
It was just big enough for her and a few things that her bother Lazuli had discovered in the snow. Like 2 small pans that they used to keep small prey in over night, a large bucket , a small blanket that was just big enough that Stella had put on top of her self to keep herself warm , a large blanket that lazuli lined the inside of her shelter with, a small hat that Stella used like a pillow , and several rabbit pelts that Lazuli lined the inside of his shelter with . They both had camped out in the small circular clearing that was surrounded by trees for a while now. There where many rocks dotted here and there like some one was playing marbles and left the game leaving all the marbles lying there. Today is was foggy and icicles dangled from every tree. Lazuli had already gone to check if the stream was not frozen over and he ad taken the bucket with him to try and take back water for Stella. This year the prey got smart and moved south. Leaving little amounts for food. Stella was more hungry and frailer than the previous years and had a real hard time to keep warm.
Her necklace suddenly glowed a bright teal blue that startled her at first. She turned over and went back to sleep.
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Post by Katerinu on Jul 6, 2007 17:31:25 GMT -5
Jaws parted, and from the depths of the creatures lungs, it spewed a misty source of carbon dioxide. Particles froze in the air, dripping softly and melting snow ever so slightly. Blue eyes were half lidded, no pupil visible. Only a glossy orb that looked like frozen water, the chilling surface of an abandoned lake...
Abandoned...
Umber and ebony fur bristled, then stilled, rebelling before slowly giving in to the particles of white that coated the creatures coat. The black maw closed, swallowed, opened, exhaled...
Breathe...
The large figure that lay cold, still in the snow that was beginning to hide him from the world. This world... where had it gone wrong? The day the others left. The day everything seemed to die... and now he was left here, to rot in his own sorrow and coated over in a chilling sugar that the Mother blanketed over him.... in love...
Mommy, it's cold...
If he left himself there... and just slept... Sleep was nice... How rotten this world can be. How long had it been snowing before? Was it not too long ago that this land was blooming?
If I could have one last wish... his thoughts echoed in his head, his body heat falling captive tothe snow. Laika...
Sister...
In the eerie distance, he thought he saw something.
No, it was but a mirage. Everything was. The slow enclosure of death was casting shadows along his baggy eyes. There was nothing left here for him. His existence was meaningless. It always was...
I get what I've been wishing for all these years... his eye lids blinked back something wet.
Must be snow...
I get to be in peace. I get to die...
There it was again. That light.
Heaven...?
Certainly not. This was most likely a joke. He knew where he belonged.
But the light... shimmered...
Teal...
His right paw twitched, and grazed across the snowy floor. What was he reaching for?
He coughed violently, and closed his eyes, taking in a few deep breaths.
But what use was it too move? [/center][/size]
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Post by stella on Jul 7, 2007 13:54:28 GMT -5
Occ/ oh good Post! ^^
Stella got up and stretched it had been awhile since she had been on all four of her legs. She gave a yawn. and set one paw into the deep snow. she hesitated and pulled her arm back. [glow=purple,2,300]"sheash it's cold!..."[/glow]
She then tried again but she was stopped... a sent a new one.
Hm?... Could it be, him? she thought
She let out a small whimper and jumped out and onto the snow. lucky she was just a few pads away from the first rock. she scrambled on top of it and sat down. The wind was rippling though her fer. A light snow started to fall,and she started to long for her shelter that was warm and out of harms way. Then She saw a figure.
Yes it's him! He's back! she thought, but she had mistaken Ferine for her brother.
The neckess then glowed a icy blue and glistened as she glared at the figure....and she shifted positions several times trying to not let her feet get frozen to the rock.
But where was his scar? The famous "Lazuli scar" that even from this distance a half-blind rabbit could see it.
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Post by Blinded on Jul 10, 2007 13:41:01 GMT -5
Ragal slowly made his way through the woods, walking like on rusted clockwork. In a way, that was all it was. Joints set to motion merely out of habit.
Silver lined his old face, flecking around his eyes and cheeks to define the vibrant pumpkin eyes that remained so solemn and alert. His ears were pushed forward, standing tall over his head, and his mouth was parted in a lazy pant. Despite the frigidness of the air, and the crisp wind that blew down his throat and into his heaving lungs.
So he was old now. They had all aged since that last meeting so long ago, and the wolf was well out of his prime. Long ago he had forgotten his friends, and his cankered mind had given up hope of seeing them again.
These lands were practically dead now, just a ghost of the former abundance they once sustained.
A wanderer, no pack to keep him and no reason to stay, Ragal hand wandered the forest like a poltergeist. He say hints of others, and had caught scent of Stella more then once, but never bothered to seek them out. A lone varg.
How old was he really now? Seven? Six? Eleven? One hundred? Did it really matter? Not at all.
The wind changed, and his eyes went wide. Instantly, Ragal changed position, and trotted his way down toward a cove. Them! Was it just his dotted mind playing tricks, or could it really be them?
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Post by stella on Jul 10, 2007 16:52:18 GMT -5
ooc/sorry short post.
Stella blinked the wind was blowing north north east and she couldnt sent them out. She gave out a yawn and shook her fur down , but the wind fluffed it up again.
[glow=purple,2,300]" Darn wind..."[/glow] she murmured as her stomach ached with hunger.
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Post by Katerinu on Jul 11, 2007 23:27:30 GMT -5
((Really? It was just something quick. ^^ ) For another, swift instant, his eyelids parted, glassy orbs glazed over some, the peeking vision behind tired lids revealing a blurry landscape. Another exhale escaped past black lips, his orbs slowly moving to have a final look at the deceased world. Living... feh. He could make a mockery of it. A fool Gods prank, if one chose to believe in those type of things. Like pawns in a war scam, sacrificing pieces in order to win a Game between He and the evil Lord.
It was his time. He could feel the pressure pressure of the front line. Before him he swore he saw the disfigured outlines of the Deviant Soldiers in the land scape. Jaws parting, saliva dripping from blood red lips...
His paw twitched, and he blinked quickly.
Another shape admidst the gory battle field. A white shape, whose figure almost matched the snow.
Laika... are you dead? Are you wishing me farewell?
Another puff of air escaped him, like a quick sigh, and then a half insane chuckle.
I don't deserve it. Do you see where I'm going? Pretty little angel wings, how they fit you..."
His shoulders bounced, and he closed his eye lids as he felt a laughter surging through him.
I'm dying...
Then there was a presence in his being. He knew what it was. He felt it so many times before, coming to mock him. Not this time.. this time the clawed hand of Death would surely drag him to the Earth's core now... No more chuckles for you... Death
Not this time... there was a grimacing chuckle, and he realized it was not his own thoughts that spoke to him.
Eye lids sprung open, and suddenly he jumped to his paws in an instant. Black lips pulled back over razor canines, eyes narrowed, pupils slowly coming forth from the pool of cold blue.
What... What?!
But, nevertheless, he saw that figure.
He stumbled forward some.
Cold... how cold the snow was...
Again, he felt drowsiness upon him.
Don't make me suffer... Don't make me suffer...
GOD, DON'T MAKE ME SUFFER!
Now he was in a pit of rage, throwing his maw about and barking and growling at some invisible for.
WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!
And then, after a moment of outrageous fury, he fell back on his haunches, raised his maw into the air, and let out a dire, lonely howl of confusion. A deep howl, hollow. Nothing within in, but the echoey silence of an empty tree...[/size]
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Post by stella on Jul 12, 2007 21:30:15 GMT -5
Stella jolted the howl, it had surprised her.... life seemingly going by slowly as she slipped off the tall rock. Her fore-arms where still into the same position trying to grasp the rock. the wind blew by ruffling her fur. Confused She looked be hind her. She was still falling slowly.
" HOLY SQUIRREL!" she gasped a jagged rock was where her head would soon fall. Her hart lurched in pain... and she thought one word of irony...well actually phrase-
" Guardian's move over cuz' here I come!"
Suddenly the neckless glowed a BRIGHT, BRIGHT red. Nearly illuminating the forest. The first warning sign of danger... was normally dark red... but this-this was....EXTREME!
" I-I CAN'T MOVE!" she yelped, but her call hadn't resonated though her thought, even she couldn't her the sound of her voice.
" Grate now I'm paralyzed, AND deaf..." she thought.
She blinked and turned her eye over to the left and saw Lazuli standing still, dropping the bucket over water slashing every where.
" STELLLLLAAAAHHH!!!" He howled louder than any wolf normally would, showing sadness and sounded almost pitifully. He quick sprinted turning right around a corner and skidded over to bumping into Regal, nearly knocking him over. He went on stumbling over his feet.
Falling over- Too late! It's Game over! Would you like to restart?- - again???
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Post by stella on Dec 2, 2007 18:55:01 GMT -5
ooc/ bump?
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