|
Post by JoHar && Dark Shelly ™» on Sept 24, 2006 11:45:20 GMT -5
Crystallization was spread on the dew-flusked floor, leaving damp drops holding onto the light cretaceous physique. Deep grasses and zephyrs scattered the unholy pavement, the surroundings where diffrent, the very hint of another wolf excited her, never the less possibly more then one due to the diffrent scents tinting graven vloid. Small lithe minagram was slowly parshed, weaving through the iris land.
Her trip has been long and harsh, moving from one whole different place to another. This solem land granted a bit of more excitment hiding into it, the soil was not ice and froven over like other places in the hell bound area. JoHar was a nice thin creature, her life always consisted of activities with other races of wolves that where placed here for science resources, That's what her first three years where spent doing. Her mother Hardion was bred with a project of the two legged, Jabil Echnico for a project. The litter had over ten but only JoHar survived in the over larged group. The next three years JoHar spent learning how to hunt and fend for herself and for her own pack.
She was driven here out of starvation, the very starvation that all most got her killed back where she had been located in. Her starvation was like no real craving, no it was much further down the line of food and blood. JoHar never was the type to be socail her action always where intended to be front forward and serious. Everything was tooken too seriously, too much it just about cost her very own existance as JoHar Tibion. It was a crave only the race of humans would have, the crave to be knowned the crave to be surrounded by others who knew what you where to know how you feel and could agree with anything. I guess you would call them friends or play mates. Really all she wanted was someone or something to be with her and be there for her.
Brainpad throbed with creativity but solem scarcness. What if there was a conflict between these new organisims? What would happen if she was accepted as one of them, knowned as a member? Time would only really tell her what was going to happen next but the dranel was worth wild. Terainium curves into the atmosphere, a hollow sound erupted from the light carcass spreading evenly upon the soft lands in search of a on-looker. Note: Please, when you reply try to cover the whole entire post i did and try to make it as long as you can. Thank you and I hope you like what you see.
|
|
|
Post by Admin on Sept 25, 2006 17:14:09 GMT -5
Warlock walked through the terrain. Each step was taken lightly, for he didn't know what was around here. He was new to these lands and did not know where anything was. His banner was held high, along with his head. He listened to the sounds of the forest; to the prey that hid nearby. He was alone in all aspects of life. His past was spent alone, he has always lived alone, and now was no different. He didn't mind it much anymore, but there was a deep burning inside of him that asked for a companion.
As his mind filled with these thoughts, he did not hear the drawn out howl of a near by wolf. He listened to his heart beat, and matched his steps: ba-boom, ba-boom, front left-back right, front right-back left... He continued like that, his steps even with eachother, matching his heart. As he looked over the land, he soon joked to a halt at the sight of a fea. A beautiful white fea who shone in the snowy white, winter land. He turned and walked to her, chest out with pride, and banner held high. "My name is Warlock." He said with a slight bow. "How may I help you?" He spoke strongly with much effort. He was only a little over the age of 1, and hadn't had this much attraction to a Fea before. He wasn't quite sure how to act. He tried to stand tall, but soon slouched as he looked at her, waiting for a reply.
((Nice post... sorry mine isn't that long, I haven't posted that long in a while... I'll work at it though))
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Sept 27, 2006 18:19:55 GMT -5
The world in this region seemed so quiet... perhaps too quiet. The wind, it seemed like there was no. The very light breeze could barely even move the soft particles of snow covering the land in a glow of true beauty. Even though the ease of the Earth helped this wolf control her senses, and her spiritual power, this silence uneased her. A black paw crashed against the snow, unsettling the sweet, soft balance of nature. The snow cracked, going beneath the femme's weight, as she lifted her maw to the sky to sniff the frigid air. She gave a shiver as she sneezed, raising herself some more afterwards. She was not used to such freezing surroundings. She had smelt two wolves. A male and a female. The scent of a male pleased her, but the female... not so much. She opened her eyes, slitted and majestic with their bright color emanating around her and giving her a soft glow. They were a brilliant gold, with specks of sky blue swimming like small tadpoles around the pupil, dancing to an unspoken song. She continued to pad forward, eager to break this silence. Perhaps she could use the company, though unnatural. She even doubted her ability to walk these lands, she thought herself as only a nomad, but she should be allowed to do what she wanted. Land was land. Throwing back her head to release the snow particles from her midnight fur, she continued forward to meet these two... wolven...
|
|
stella
Gamma
ATTACK THE COOKIE!
Posts: 147
|
Post by stella on Sept 27, 2006 19:07:13 GMT -5
Lasuri watched her leave. He darted, picking up speed like a bullet in the wind as his fur blew back.His large frame was practically perfect for running He leaped over a fallen tree and there was a thump when his body landed.Quickly weaving through the trees,he had caught a sight of Morgan. His dark black fur on his face blew back showing every detail of his scar of his face.His deep ember eyes stared into the distance.Finally he had caught up with Morgan.Lasuri skidded to a stop flaring up the snow fall into a cloud squatting only a very little.He was panting heavily,his fur was covered in snow and wisped up to a soft fuzz.he looked around swishing his head left to right two times. he stood up more taller. ethen landed on his shoulder, "hello enthen" lasuri said in a stern voice "hello lasuri" ethen said in his 'eagle voice'. (ethen is a bald eagle)
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Oct 2, 2006 17:04:42 GMT -5
Morgaine raised her eyes as she stopped padding towards the wolves. "Oh, Lasuri, 'tis you." That same maniacal smile she seemed to wear at times of happiness was spread large over her muzzle. "I thought you were still at the pack terrain. Would you care to join me?" she said, heading forward, almost like his answer didn't matter.
As she walked, it was a slow, yet melodious beat. She kept it steady, her paws sounding with a musical crunch as her muzzle, frame, and tail curved with her, like some strange, ancient dance. Her face was twisted with happiness, and yet something with evil tinted her eyes.
What was she, exactly? Her mind wondered in the echo of her brain. She had convinced herself she was a pure hearted spiritual priestess wolf, but she never acted that way. What was she? What was her exact purpose?
Letting her head bob to the steady rythym she gave, she flashed her gaze towards Lasuri with a lazy smile, her jet black, silky smooth fur dancing in swaying circles on her body.
|
|
|
Post by JoHar && Dark Shelly ™» on Oct 2, 2006 20:08:46 GMT -5
Blue shine drifted slightly peering at the small padder of scurrying pads. Something was nearing, closing in on the femoral slowly, un kipeld white stood on end from temptation slowly burrowing deep in her abdominal pit. A unlit fire blazed slightly at anticipation sighting another form like her's. It was a seemingly small capon, unlike her....somewhat over sized Xanthippe. Only due to her past, how much she used to run and also she was not a full Arctic wolf, no her father was brought from the middle of Florida, a nice big timber wolf. Genes on that side was passed through size, everything else was her mom. The blood of her mom was given to her, the grace and beauty, was all of her mother's traits.
JoHar, the death chassel quirked slightly at such quickness of one's appearance. It was like one was watching every move she made. Judging muscular body undutifully. Taking her chances vocal cords hidden through tough leather cracks in the frozen breeze. Good Morning Warlock, I am Cerline JoHar. No Please call me JoHar though. I need no help just the grant to stay a few in these lands by your 'leader'?
Slight Nasels Pick up the slightest hint of more lengthers slerking about. The wind tended to shift too quickly for her brillaint mind to pick out a greatful spot where they florished from. It Made nerves slightly tighten as her corsette shifted slightly from side to forside, guard was high as deep orzen sets glaze swiftly around .................. what was bound to happen?
|
|
|
Post by Admin on Oct 3, 2006 2:35:18 GMT -5
Warlock nodded, "Ah, I see." He said, looking the Fea over. "Our leader, Alpha, is around somewhere." He said, looking through the foialage. He spotted a few others, but none being the alpha.
((I know... it's just really badly short... This is the only time I could post and am exhausted... PM me if you want me to make it longer... but I figured I'd give you something to have, rather than not post for a while))
|
|
stella
Gamma
ATTACK THE COOKIE!
Posts: 147
|
Post by stella on Oct 3, 2006 20:35:25 GMT -5
lasuri panted for a minute then answered with a nod. he took in a slow deep breath of air,as a padded slowly. as his hart beated heavily."I'm going to have to rest a little bit...ill catch up with you Morgaine,ok." lasuri said resting on a rock "ill follow you dear"ethen said hopping. "its not right to leave a lady go out all on her own."ethen said in a gentlemanly voice. lasuri thought in his head,"typical ethen always thinking about the littlest complements and manners..."
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Oct 4, 2006 18:01:24 GMT -5
Morgaine kept her maw forward with a look of certainity on her face, the blue specks dancing around her small pupil, swimming in the shallow gold water in her eyes. When she heard Lasuri speak, she turned around with a smile. "It shouldn't be that hard to keep up. By how big you are, I would imagine I'd be the one tiring out instead." she gave a silky laugh. Turning down to Ethen she gave another smile. "Oh, how kind." she blinked her eyes. "Such a gentlemen."
She was used to this. The tiny compliments of a male, even if this male was a bird, always made her smile. Sometimes she wondered if she was bit conceited.
Nah.
She nodded over to Lasuri. "Okay then, I hope you don't mind if I steal your bird for a moment or two." she joked. "I shall walk ahead. Feel free to come when you feel you must." then she strolled forward, keeping her usual stance, keeping quick on her paws like a dancer.
Finally entering among the other wolves, she frowned at the fae.
She was beautiful, silky white fur, tough build- for a femme anyway- and a pretty good look about her. Morgaine gave a grunt. Her natural ability to point out beauty before mind. A curse upon her? Maybe so.
Turning over to the male, her muscle tension lessened, giving her body a break from the hurt starting up in her legs. She felt a bit better around a male. Males were always sure to comfort her.
"Greetings, friends." Morgaine did not say the word 'friends' lightly. "What be your purpose, standing out here in the snow by your lonesome?"
|
|
|
Post by JoHar && Dark Shelly ™» on Oct 5, 2006 6:47:53 GMT -5
The Tenseness slowly faded slightly, Not to fast for her body to contort in many ways, at the male's words. Good. Because I need to greet him flawlessly when I get the chance to. Ozet glazed slightly over more at the picking up of the bright wind, the feeling it made rolling through smooth rifted fur, almost like having feather down permanently.
A bechellow Lightens the air slightly as preformed crystals slid to a form slauntering dark compared to the more profound wolves inhabiting these areas. The slight waze that there was other's near around was starting to clear her premisked grain. JoHar weaken a smile at the blogen standing in front of her. A zanitheliagh was more accompanied by her. Physique shifted slightly closer to the feminine figure as she turns to wards her. Letting pedates curve and bend JoHar's iridescent cerebrum tilt down wards. Why hadn't the fea recommend doing this toward the brute, howler?
I am Cerline JoHar. I've came here in look for a place to rest or perhpas stay, But your alpha is no where in sight. So I'm left here to stand in the froze cold winds.
shortttt
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Oct 5, 2006 15:56:08 GMT -5
Glaring over the femme who had shifted positions, she tensed and her fur bristled. She then shook her fur out, letting her gaze relax on the male. "Oh." she breathed. "Cerline, is it?" she said, picking up her gaze again, though not to kindly. "I am Morgaine." she breathed again, not so certain if she should give her name to this wolf.
"Perhaps you should go look for the alpha." Morgaine shrugged. "I tread wherever I wish. I would say you should feel free to walk where you must." she tilted her head towards the ground with a snort, before looking back over to the male with certainty.
(Your post short? Nah.)
|
|
|
Post by Admin on Oct 5, 2006 16:39:25 GMT -5
Warlock nodded, "Yeah, you can hang around here if you want Lady Cerline JoHar." He said, with an aire of elegance. "I'll take blame if the Alpha doesn't want you here... which I highly doubt." ((If the alpha ever gets here...)) Warlock looked to Margaine, "Not sure if we've met... I'm Warlock." He said with a slight bow. He was trying hard to hide the fact that he was only a young wolf; not even 2 years old.
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Oct 5, 2006 16:42:30 GMT -5
She nodded to the male. "Greetings, Warlock." she said in a happier tone. "I am Morgaine." she flashed a smile of ease, but it still looked like toothy, sly grin. "So, are you one with the pack here?"
(Writers block.)
|
|
|
Post by Admin on Oct 5, 2006 16:55:21 GMT -5
Warlock nodded, "Aye, I'm part of this pack." He said, a grin touched his face. "I seem to be the only one, I must find the other members... I think I am lost." He looked around. "Unless you're part of this pack, then I'm not as lost as I think i am." He said. He's not very good at keeping up with who's in his pack... that's why he could never be alpha.
|
|
|
Post by Katerinu on Oct 5, 2006 17:00:42 GMT -5
"Oh well, I've met some pack members..." she said, nodding. "I've also been accepted, but, I'm not exactly ready to settle down." a grin stretched along her maw.
(Short post again... sorry...)
|
|