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- Liliana Utina - 07-22-2010 [html] 331 (2 Points) Liliana was heavy hearted, fearing that she didn’t seem to belong in the pack she was in. She didn’t spend as much time in the pack as she thought she aught to. She liked the wolves that were there but it just wasn’t feeling like home now for some reason. She kept trying to figure out the reason and fix the problem the thing was she couldn’t. Maybe it was her wild heart? She couldn’t stay in one place for a long time. Like today she had taken out her new chestnut horse, whom she named grace out to explore the lands around them. Today she found herself next to an old torn up road where mother nature had taken back what belonged to her. Near the road she saw a beach, she had Grace drift toward the beach to see what it looked like. It had not been used by a public for a while, although she could see that there had been old human structures where the elements had torn down whatever it deemed not worthy to stand against time itself. She slowed her horse to a stop in the sand and dismounted, wanting to feel the soft grains of sand under her toes. She liked it as she let her toes sink under the sand that hadn’t gotten the heat from the day’s sunlight. It was a rather warm day almost too warm for Liliana and her dark pelt, but thinking about going near the waters scared her a little, it wasn’t like she was afraid of water itself, it was that it could pull her out into the ocean and she could never get back again. She kept her thoughts on land and didn’t want to think of how it was like to swim out in the middle of the ocean, unable to get back, and trying to stay alive. It scared Liliana, so she kept away from the shore and walked along the sands happily. .lili-horse2-ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-horse2 p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-horse2 b {color:#B6D6F8; letter-spacing:.8px;} .lili-horse2 {background-color:#213142; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010may/lilhorse2.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 228px 0px; border:1px solid #7DA4CD; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size:13px; color:#7DA4CD; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:15px; width:351px; text-align:justify; } .lili-horse2-border {width:353px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } .lili-horse2-separator{width:340px; border-bottom:1px dotted #7DA4CD; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 08-04-2010 [html] WC: 852.
It would seem that insecurity had become a plague in the land of Nova Scotia lately – every soul that Lucia had come across appeared to have some sort of issue, some sort of dragon stalking their nightmares and putting doubt in their minds. She wasn’t sure if it had anything to do with planetary alignments, like the rumours had stated, but something was definitely in the air. She was no stranger to the feelings, for she had been stuck to that black cloud since as long as she could remember. Her own dragon of madness had increased its intensity, boiling in her veins like the injection of heroin into the flesh. Her paranoia had reached its peak, and as she wandered through the abyss of winding corridors that created her mind, she felt lost and confused. Torn in two worlds – madness and sanity, she felt she could no longer tell the difference. .lucia b {font-weight:bold; color:#91ba5a; letter-spacing:1px; } .lucia .ooc { font-style:italic; color:#808000; padding-top:325px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .lucia p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #5c7628} .lucia {margin:0 auto; width:363px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i972.photobucket.com/albums/ae20 ... l/lcpt.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Liliana Utina - 08-05-2010 [html] WC: 301 (2 Points) Liliana’s heart skipped a beat when she heard a loud pitched whistle from behind her ,and her horse reared, throwing her white mane around, Liliana put her hands on the horses side and said soothing words. She’d yet to fully break the horse… she was lucky enough that she could ride her, she looked around for the source of the whistle, and found a wolf heading her way. She kept patting Grace as she watched the wolf cautiously. When she spoke though it was a friendly tone. This did make Lili relax a little. She could tell she wasn’t the only one who would have problem with the heat of the sun today. This wolf had a pure black pelt… the poor woman. She smiled proudly when the newcomer mentioned her pack, and she nodded. She did smell the wolf hating pack on the wolf’s fur, which made Liliana wonder if she was indeed part coyote. She wasn’t going to judge though, she’d met a few from Inferni, some were not so nice… well one, but the rest had been pretty nice to her and seemed t enjoy her company. My name is Liliana, it is nice to meet you… She looked at the wolf expectantly, hoping for her to give her own name. she was finally only holding the halter of the horse. she didn’t put a bridle on her, and she doubted she would need to, the pair worked well together and she had enough trust in the horse as the horse did in her. Grace had one eye straight on Lucia, knowing that she was the one who’d made the noise, and was ready to move if she did anymore things that she didn’t like, Lili kept reassuring the mare with a few pats on her flank. .lilihorsetablegift b {font-weight:bold; color:#b4c8a6; letter-spacing:1px; } .lilihorsetablegift-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9fa6a5; text-align:center;} .lilihorsetablegift p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 12px; margin:0px;} .lilihorsetablegift {margin:0 auto; width:366px; background-color:#f6fafc; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... gift01.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #acbca6; padding: 0px 0px 200px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9fa6a5; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .lilihorsetablegift-border1 {width:368px; border:1px solid #f6fafc; margin:0 auto;} .lilihorsetablegift-line1 {width:342px; border-bottom:1px dotted #d5dcde; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style> [/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 08-16-2010 [html] WC: 543.
It had not been her intention to make the horse rear, but rear it did nonetheless. Shaking her head slowly, Lucia couldn’t even begin to understand why wolves felt the need to tame other animals. Surely strength came from being independent, but in a way, she supposed it could kill loneliness. She could understand that, more so than she wished, but either way, her opinion was torn, and tattered. Lucia guessed it best to keep the ideas to herself, and simply wait for a response. - Liliana Utina - 08-17-2010 [html] WC: 414 OOC: yay fun :3 It seemed that the wolf’s defenses were up and out as she spoke. She liked Lili’s name which made her smile, although she didn’t provide her own, Liliana was ok with that, but hopefully the wolf wouldn’t be offended if she had to question it again when need be. If she wanted to stay anonymous Liliana was ok with it. She started speaking of the clan, was that the pack of coyotes? And why she was in it, well she did sort of wonder why but she didn’t think it was mostly her business, a smile formed on her lips when she heard that the female had fallen for a member of the pack there. She hoped that one day she would fall in love. She didn’t know anything about betrayal for joining a pack like that. She knew of the skulls that lined the borders, she’d seen them. She just kept her mouth shut and waited listening to the wolf speak. She wasn’t going to mention questioning her lineage, something all wolves and dogs had been since Liliana was born. It was a pride thing in wolves. Her face was in understanding as she explained. Her mother and father deeply fell in love. They had Liliana of course, and they turned a deaf ear on those who disapproved. It seemed that the wolf had to get all this out. Liliana did nothing but listen until she finished her speech. I’m very happy you found love. I wish for something like that. If you couldn’t tell, I’m a mix breed. I won’t have any thoughts on a wolf mating with a coyote. I know one that was on her way there. She was nice enough to me, I enjoyed her company. She said letting the wolf know her indifference to coyotes and wolves and the mixture of them mating together. It didn’t bother her at all. Why should it? Her parents did the same thing, except her father was a Belgium shepherd, and her mother was a full blooded grey wolf. She knew that a wolf mating with a dog was rather frowned upon as well, but like her parents she knew how to turn her snout and ignore it. Everyone will have their opinion about you, but the only one that will matter is yours yes? she said, her accent a little thicker as she tried to make sure she said everything right as she spoke thing about what she’d just learn. .lili-horse1-ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-horse1 p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-horse1 b {color:#554531; letter-spacing:.8px;} .lili-horse1 {background-color:#A4886A; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010may/lilhorse1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 285px 0px; border:1px solid #D0B390; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size:13px; color:#D0B390; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:15px; width:320px; text-align:justify; } .lili-horse1-border {width:322px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } .lili-horse1-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #D0B390; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 08-19-2010 [html] WC: 853.
Her smile was greeted warmly, Lucia glad that her compliment had been well received. It had come to her attention that even though she was speaking quite openly, she was yet to disclose her name. That, though not a terribly bad thing, irritated the ebony female – she had been so wrapped up in the sights of another wolf, hybrid or not, that she had forgotten to introduce herself. Waiting for some sort of response from her ranting, Lucia momentarily faded back into the abyss, lost in thought. She pondered on the ideas of what being in a proper pack meant, the idea of being able to climb ranks and see eye-to-eye with the other members. She didn’t have that luxury with Inferni – as far as most were concerned, she was the scum of the earth, and the only reason they put up with her was the orders from the top. She had Kaena and Gabriel to thank for that small blessing, and one day, perhaps, she would show her gratitude. For now, however, she would simply keep her head down and play it by ear – after all, at least the management had insured she wouldn’t lose any body parts for the time being. .l b {font-weight:bold; color:#91ba5a; letter-spacing:1px; } .l .ooc { font-style:italic; color:#808000; padding-top:250px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .l p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #5c7628} .l {margin:0 auto; width:350px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i972.photobucket.com/albums/ae20 ... iel/lt.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Liliana Utina - 08-21-2010 [html] WC: 312 (2 Points) Liliana could tell she misspoke with her words. She knew all this, and yet even though she knew she was entranced by the wolf in front of her. She definitely spoke of experience. Liliana couldn’t help but envy her for that, but she knew she’d find her own love just like Lucia. An accident. I haven’t been looking for love. I’ve just thught about what it would feel like mostly. She said. She loved the explaination the woman gave her. It was a beautiful one and it was one that would stick to Liliana’s mind for a while. She was much happier now that she knew the wolf’s name. she smiled wider. You have a beautiful name, I really do like it! She wasn’t one to normally comment on a wolf’s name but if she thought she liked it she’d mention it. It was just how she went. Well I train the horses as well, and take care of the animals that we have in Aniwaya. Well the tame ones at least. and I’m learning about herbs and plants, I want to be able to make ointments for well, us as well as the animals I care for. She said all this rather quickly, she wasn’t one to talk anyone’s ear out. She knew how it was and didn’t want to put it on others. Her job was a pretty big job though. You look more like a hunter to me. She said eyeing the wolf a little. She could see the muscle under the fur, it was enough to be a pretty good hunter, but there were more reasons than one that a wolf was well built she hoped she was right, but it was mostly a guess than anything else and she didn’t want to have to repeat Lucia’s question to get to know her as well. .lili-horse2-ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-horse2 p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-horse2 b {color:#B6D6F8; letter-spacing:.8px;} .lili-horse2 {background-color:#213142; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010may/lilhorse2.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 228px 0px; border:1px solid #7DA4CD; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size:13px; color:#7DA4CD; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:15px; width:351px; text-align:justify; } .lili-horse2-border {width:353px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } .lili-horse2-separator{width:340px; border-bottom:1px dotted #7DA4CD; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 08-22-2010 [html] WC: 606.
Lucia felt a small smile tug at her ebony lips. This female spoke of what love felt like, and some part of her toyed with the notion of giving her all the gory details. But, the idea that it would crush her dream made hesitation escape into her veins. Watching Liliana carefully, malachite coals studied the female, as though like a book filled with so many dreams, fantasies and fairytales. It was sweet in a way, but still, it left a bitter taste in the ebony female’s mouth. “It feels,” she paused, again considering if she should speak the truth or not, “It’s difficult,” she continued, keeping her gaze solidly on the Aniwaya wolf, “It’s good, it’s bad, it’s ugly, it’s beautiful. It’s everything, and yet, it’s nothing. It can build you up, but it can tear you down just as fast.” She watched, waiting for a reaction. It wasn’t clear if her words made sense, but if they didn’t, who cared. It was the best way she could say it without completely destroying the notion that love was brilliant, and had no problems. - Liliana Utina - 08-24-2010 [html] WC: 623 (5 points) She didn’t know what to say to Lucia’s comment, she knew that everyone’s experiences and thoughts on that particular subject were different. Her confusion about horses was not new to Liliana, well most wolves thought just about every animal was inferior, and some thought that animals were so inferior, that they didn’t thing. She felt her horse blow at Lucia’s way, and fold her ears back slightly. She knew that Grace was good at understanding some of what was said around her. Liliana said nothing to her, but patted her shoulder instead, to Lucia she gave a somewhat understanding look. Many would think that, but they’ve got brains in their heads same as ours, they just don’t think as loudly as we do. They show intelligence in some things more than others though, which makes training them in some things more difficult than others. I can’t train a horse to stand on it’s hind legs and do a jig, but I can teach one to help with a hunt, or even stay calm in a battle. She said, those things would probably seem very insignificant to the dark wolf, but Lili knew it was the little things that mattered. She knew animals didn’t have the higher intellectual thinking that wolves did, and she knew that most wolves didn’t think them smart at all. Liliana never minded to tell those that would listen that they had brains and they could think, to the extent, for themselves. Liliana heard that Lucia was good with plants, although she seemed to haver her own fancy word for it. Her ears perked to hear more, she’d be able to teach her some? Wow! That was rather nice of her, even though she seemed well… so … stiff Oh really? I would love to learn more about plants, especially herbs to help with sickness and stuff. At the mention of a book she frowned slightly. She was illiterate so the only good thing that she could do with one is look at pictures … and hit people over the head with one. She’d never learned on her travels, and she wasn’t sure if she even should now, maybe she’d get Nayati’s opinion on it. She stared at Lucia, she had so many talents! She envied the wolf now, because the only god thing Liliana was good at was training horses. She smiled at the final question. It was something she’d probably ask, well she normally did ask, although the only wolf she asked it to, said she didn’t really know since she was born in the pack, which confused Lili in some ways. It is different than living on my own. We always help each other with stuff, and we even grow things, we grow plants for food and herbs for healing, We even have a cow with our horses, but I think he’s too stupid to be taught anything myself. Doubtful you could train a cow to do much. They have games that we play together, and lots of rules, but they are fair ones to me. She said. She hadn’t been to any ceremonies, so she knew nothing of them, and she was still new to the pack, so she didn’t know all about it, but she mentioned all she figured she could at least tell the outsider. She didn’t mention the spirit guides, in which she hadn’t gotten yet, which made her feel… inadequate. what’s it like living with the Coyote’s? She asked, she knew it must have been hard living for a pure blooded wolf, but she seened to love this coyote, full blooded or mixed it mattered little to Lili. She was curious and her curiousitly tended to stray wherever other’s did as well. .lili-horse2-ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-horse2 p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-horse2 b {color:#B6D6F8; letter-spacing:.8px;} .lili-horse2 {background-color:#213142; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010may/lilhorse2.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 228px 0px; border:1px solid #7DA4CD; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size:13px; color:#7DA4CD; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:15px; width:351px; text-align:justify; } .lili-horse2-border {width:353px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } .lili-horse2-separator{width:340px; border-bottom:1px dotted #7DA4CD; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 08-25-2010 [html] WC: 1,041.
The words that responded to Lucia’s inquiries were simple. They showed her opinion, and they even showed some smarts too. Lucia nodded quietly, acknowledging the Aniwayan’s statement. The thought of smiling weakly came to mind, but she remained still. Her face was blank, almost cold, though it was not because of any dislike for her companion, but more just how she was. She rarely showed emotion anymore, it was one of those things that could be turned against her. Daisuke, whether he ruined her or not, had at least aided her in being a stronger, if not less considerate, personality. She didn’t let anyone in now, well, anyone but Snake that is. Shivering momentarily, the loss in her thoughts fading away, Lucia turned her attention back to Liliana, and parted her maw, speaking flatly. .l b {font-weight:bold; color:#91ba5a; letter-spacing:1px; } .l .ooc { font-style:italic; color:#808000; padding-top:250px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .l p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #5c7628} .l {margin:0 auto; width:350px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i972.photobucket.com/albums/ae20 ... iel/lt.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Liliana Utina - 08-26-2010 [html] WC: 823 (7 Points) OOC: WHEW!!! ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
Liliana was surprised at the joke that Lucia gave. She could tell the girl was quite emotionless, she just never questioned such things, knowing she’d get an answer she probably would never wanna hear, and wouldn’t get out of her head. But she did smile at the joke, it definitely would be kind of funny. She couldn’t help but have a mental picture in her head. Yes they would be very useful in battle, they also help with the crops, although I think Aniwayans’ are the only ones who have those it seems. She said, in her year of traveling with her parents she’d never ever seen crops being grown on purpose, she’d always seen wild stuff, in which the wolves would harvest little by little, probably as needed. But Aniwaya actually harvested in bulk, and saved for the winter. The fruits and veggies, and the grains all helped out in the winter. She didn’t know this for herself, as she’d yet to spend a winter in Aniwaya. There’s horses available to pack members but I think only a few actually have claims to any of them. I don’t know much about wars, but I was not born in Aniwaya, I’m sure that if they had to, they would be ready for one, but it seems rather peaceful. Liliana rose her eyebrows, and gave the wolf a sheepish smile, then with reluctance nodded. It seemed like she should know how to read, but it just wasn’t her parents knowledge themselves and they had lived for a while without it. And may have if life as Liliana hadn’t been interrupted. From her next question it seemed to put Aniwaya down however unintentional. She shrugged. I don’t think anyone in the pack knows I can’t read, I mean they never really gave me a book or anything and said I had to read it. She said, a defense going up for the pack that took her in. She didn’t want the wolf thinking they just didn’t care about anything, and she didn’t know their own standing point on reading, if it was important then she’d stick up for them with claw and tooth, and if it wasn’t so important… well she still would just because she was that way. The thought of being taught to read was daunting, she wasn’t sure if she needed it, but Lucia seemed to think it kind of important, and Liliana being who she was, was a very influenced wolf, so she gave a nod. Sure, what could hurt from learning to read? She said, smiling a little. She knew that the book itself would hurt if thrown at her but didn’t think reading words would have any effect on her. Liliana had to think about why they actually had the cow… she wasn’t sure… she knew there were some working horses, but what on earth was the cow at the stables for, and why were they taking care of him? With all honesty I think I might be asking my chief that the next time I see him. She said, feeling rather stupid about not knowing one simple question… she took care of the stupid brute, how come she didn’t know where he’d come from? do you mean Aniwaya or the cow? I don’t think the cow cares much for violence, and I think Aniwaya is about the same. She said. She rarely saw any fighting, and knew the rules that fighting was punished, and severely. She was told from the beginning if she attacked anyone, without cause, or defending herself she’d be getting the same from which she gave… an eye for an eye thing, that made Liliana shudder at a thought of hurting anyone. Her question about inferni was another stumper for her, she only shrugged about that. She’d not been in the pack for too long, maybe three, four months, she was still learning. She listened to Lucia speak about Inferni and felt bad, it must have been hard to basically be verbally whipped to the ground… well Liliana had a few instances of that so she did know… it just made her feel bad, but it seemed that Lucia would do anything to stay with Snake, which was fine right? As long as she had love things would go the way they would and she’d still be happy, well that’s how Liliana hoped it would be for Lucia’s sake. It sounds rather brutal to me. If only they thought of things in a different perspective, maybe they wouldn’t be so harsh on anyone… and possible make you less of an outsider and more of a member… She said absently, her milky chocolate eyes were now staring at the ground, not wanting to meet Lucia’s, she’d probably said another stupid thing, she didn’t want to be yelled at or anything. She liked this wolf for all her emotionlessness, she was good to talk to. .race-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#402a19; letter-spacing:1px; } .race-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .race-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .race-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:356px; background-color:#86cde9; background-image:url(http://img810.imageshack.us/img810/2706/souls34.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 210px 0px; font-family: cambria, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#4b2f6a; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 09-02-2010 [html] WC: 1,645. (Wow, longest post yet! xD)
A smile on the other female put Lucia’s thoughts at ease. It had been a while since she had inspired amusement in others. She was considered relatively socially inept, and in a way, Lucia could see why others thought that. She often drifted in and out of reality, lost in thoughts and memories – recalling better, or perhaps even worse, days than she lived in now. Smiling back at the Aniwayan female, Lucia’s toxic green eyes revealed a small ounce of emotion. She had begun to let her walls down, feeling more and more unthreatened in the presence of a different pack’s member. This female seemed kind enough, and so, Lucia felt it was best to return such things – and so, for once, Lucia had begun to become what others considered, socially acceptable. - Liliana Utina - 09-03-2010 [html] WC: 639(5 Points!!) OOC: saw slight typo at the end of the post, (lili is part dog :3) and hoping I got everything right myself ^^; OMG was that post long it actually took me half the day to read and reply to it lol!!! Liliana listened as the wolf spoke, amazed that the dark woman was showing off more expression as they both talked, she liked it though it showed Liliana that even some of the stiffest could probably do with a little bit of happiness once in a while. She was glad she could give a little to the wolf. She was not at all surprised at her lack of comment on how they could train horses for war, Liliana wouldn’t divulge anymore than she had to herself. She was very loyal to Aniwaya and she wouldn’t even let herself mistakingly give too much away. Liliana shook her head at the wolf’s comment. I meant the crops themselves. I know of a wolf in Cour des Miracles who has horses, he helped me get Grace here. Not that I needed any help, she thought, but she didn’t want to sound like she had too much of an ego. She smiled nicely, she could slap her own self by letting herself get her words mixed up to get the wolf confused over them. She could tell that Lucia was in a way connecting with Liliana, but now she wasn’t so sure how long that would last after Lili’s verbal muck up. They probably do, but I have yet to meet everyone myself, I’m either busy at the stables or they are busy with their own things. Liliana admitted, knowing that to be rather true. She knew she had to keep up with her work as her way of staying in the pack, or what was a pack for if not to have a job and able to keep up with it? She was happy where she was but she did wish she could meet more of her packmates. She nodded at Lucia’s suggestion about telling someone she couldn’t read. I’ll make sure to do that, thank you. She said, mentally telling herself she’d probably have to force herself to do such things because she felt so embarrassed not knowing something someone thinks should be natural to every wolf around. She wasn’t really ashamed of not being able to read, just felt a little awkward when she said she didn’t know much about it, and then someone would say they had known and it was so easy to learn. I use to hear stories about the times when humans were here, I heard they were cruel beasts that lusted for power and thrived on pain of creatures lower than them. She said, not knowing if it was true or not, she’d heard it in one of the taverns her mother tended to stop at often. Her father would get a drink and Liliana would overhear a conversation here or some lonely old wolf told her a story for something good. Liliana could hear that what Lucia next wasn’t what she believed in but shewouldn’t argue with the woman. She knew first hand that not all wolves or dogs or anything for that matter wanted peace. Like what she’d heard about humans there were canines that thrived on lust of pain and blood. Lucia didn’t seem that type but Liliana had gotten her profession wrong she might have gotten her lust for blood (or lack of) wrong. Liliana could tell she almost said something wrong, even if it was true, she knew how true to the clan of coyotes the wolf would be. She just never thought she’d see how true. She was glad Lucia didn’t just outright grab at Lili’s throat. She did agree with Liliana, but she also stuck up for them too, but in a way she had the right of things. Liliana wordlessly nodded, knowing she would lose any battle over who was right or wrong in this particular conversation. She wasn’t one for winning too many verbal battles though either. .lili-horse1-ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-horse1 p {padding:0px 7px 5px 7px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-horse1 b {color:#554531; letter-spacing:.8px;} .lili-horse1 {background-color:#A4886A; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010may/lilhorse1.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 285px 0px; border:1px solid #D0B390; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, georgia, serif; font-size:13px; color:#D0B390; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:15px; width:320px; text-align:justify; } .lili-horse1-border {width:322px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } .lili-horse1-separator{width:350px; border-bottom:1px dotted #D0B390; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 09-06-2010 [html] WC: 1,146.
The expansion in her emotions had revealed comfort in the situation, and it appeared that Liliana had taken to it quite well. This, luckily, made Lucia feel quite glad. Some, in the past, had reacted differently when Lucia had opened up – and thus, she was always hesitant to do so. Lucia trusted very few, and she liked a lot less than that. However, Liliana seemed nice enough – if not a little naive, thus Lucia liked her. She hoped it would stay that way, but few ever did. Watching her companion quietly, waiting for some sort of response, the ebony female felt slightly taken back when she shook her head. Listening, no real emotion on her face for the time being, Lucia acknowledged her mistake, and smiled weakly. - Liliana Utina - 09-07-2010 [html] WC: 797 (7 Points) OOC: <3 Even though there was a little barrier of pack life and well differences in personalities, Liliana did think Lucia would make for a very nice companion if ever one. Of course how often they would meet was entirely questionable. She’d met so many here and hadn’t seen them in some time, which may mean the same fate for Lucia so she was happy to get to know her and see her emotionally active in the conversation. It was a nice feeling to know that Liliana brought something so nice out in another. Something most everyone needed but not everyone thought they did. Oh we have all sorts of crops, we have some wheat, and hay, mostly for the horses, we grow corn, and a few other plants I that haven’t shown themselves quite yet, I think tomatoes? I can’t be too sure. We even have an herb garden, and I think there is something called tobacco we will be growing maybe? It’s all hard to tell. But we do use the crops as winter food. If we preserve it we can add it to what meat we have and make our winter a good one. Some other plants, we don’t eat but use for medicinal purposes. She said, she’d been learning the use of some plants that were for cuts and wounds as well as certain eye and mouth afflictions. It was mostly to learn for the horses and she may have to experiment in hopes she didn’t harm the horses more than she helped them. She felt bad for Lucia, wondering if she’d had any real experiences in another pack, because if she had Liliana doubted Lucia would put up with the clan, then again love did weirder things to wolves. Liliana would know. She’d watched her own mother waste away after her father had been attacked and killed trying to save Liliana. She’d try to do something for her mother, even forced a drink or two down her throat. It just seemed that her mother’s love for her father was more than the love she had for Liliana. I see, well I suppose I shouldn’t really expect to know everyone in my tribe really, wolves are coming and going anyway, it’s so hard to keep up with things. She said, wanting to get Lucia off the mind of her clan, the one that would do so much to chase her out if it wasn’t for her mate. Once the other wolf produced the book, Liliana couldn’t help but stare at it, she took it in her hands, feeling it would have been extremely rude to deny such a gift. She looked at Lucia. This was the first gift she’d ever really receive, anything of value that is. Thank you, I will keep it with me always, I don’t know how much I can thank you. Liliana said, she was almost overcome with emotion, but she kept herself in check, not even letting her eyes water up, she wanted Lucia to know how much it meant to her but to go bawling in the girls face would make Liliana look weak. She had no where else to put the book but to keep it in her hands. As the subject changed to the humans she listened intently. She’d figured she would either get the same speech or something close to it, not something like this. The stories she’d heard were they had little care for what lay around them only what they could have for themselves. To think that some humans actually cared for different things was astonishing. Then again Liliana was thinking in the terms that there had been as many humans as there was wolves. I suppose that since there are some canines who have little respect for their own surroundings and others, that in a way we were the same in that aspect. She said quietly and carefully, and above all humbly. She knew when to admit she was wrong. She never let rumors get the best of her, and this wasn’t the time to start. She was in this world to learn, and she’d been doing just that since the day she was born. She cared about more things than others, but that was something normal she saw in all wolves, like some didn’t even care about horses what so ever, while she couldn’t help but go gaga over the gait of a horse, or the beautiful colorings one showed off. Like she wasn’t one partial for hunting, while there were some who did it, and had a huge thrill in it. It was all a part of being an individual… She would still learn none the less and she just learned something new that she’d keep in her mind herself. .lili-d04 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .lili-d04 p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .lili-d04 b {color:#132314; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .lili-d04 {background-color:#B9C8BA; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010june/liligift.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 140px 0px; border:1px solid #EBF5FD; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#444D44; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:400px; text-align:justify; } .lili-d04-border {width:402px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } </style>[/html] - Lucia Cabriel - 09-14-2010 [html] WC: 1,095. <3
.lg b {font-weight:bold; color:#91ba5a; letter-spacing:1px; } .lg .ooc { font-style:italic; color:#000000; padding-top:275px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .lg p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color: #5c7628} .lg {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#383f2e; background-image:url(http://i972.photobucket.com/albums/ae20 ... el/tlg.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 50px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Liliana Utina - 09-16-2010 [html]<style type="text/css">#lilianaaugust1{width:430px; margin:auto;background-color:#ffffff; background-image:url(http://i692.photobucket.com/albums/vv28 ... liana1.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:bottom; border:5px solid #bfb4a2;}#lilianaaugust1 b{font-family:arial, tahoma, sans-serif; color:#000000;}#lilianaaugust1 p{color:#5a4534; font-family:georgia, 'times new roman', serif; line-height:14px; text-align:justify; margin-top:0px;}#lilianaaugust1 i{float:right;}</style> WC: 539! Liliana smiled at the compliment to her pack being prepared, she could understand hunger in the cold winter months, there were times where she’d gone days last winter where she ate nothing. It was horrible, and she never wanted to feel that again, now though, it seemed like she would have a pack that really was prepared on anyones eating habits. At the mention of tobacco Lucia seemed to take extreme interest, smoke? Was that what it was used for? Liliana had never asked, she knew about weed, but to find something else that was used the same way was interesting. She smiled, knowing that Aniwaya would trade, as long as it was a good one. I know that we trade, but I do not know the value of the plant itself, if you come to Aniwaya I’m sure one of the older members will be able to help you with that, Dawali would surely know, he’s the leader. She said, feeling uncertain how much something like that would be worth. She knew the worth of a horse or certain foods, but that was about it. She didn’t have to think too long and hard on it, because what was said next made Liliana feel bad for making it sound like wolves didn’t last in Aniwaya, she’d met some, but they came as they pleased for the most part. She shook her head. No no, I don’t think we lose them, at least that’s what I think, I just to normally see them around often enough. They are busy or I am or they go on a trip, or I do. She said, she was sure that Lucia would get what she said now maybe. Well she hoped anyway it didn’t really get simpler than that. There was a quiet moment, which was nice for Liliana, because she wasn’t always so talkative and she needed to compose herself so that she didn’t start making anymore mistakes, then the few questions that came out of Lucia’s mouth made her really think. I have no lover I’m afraid, I’m waiting for the right wolf, and my family… well I’m all that’s left of my family. The new family I have now is my pack. It is different than wandering, I must say, although I do miss it a bit. I guess that’s why I go on short trips. There are ceremonies that are related only to the Tribe, any place I’ve been I have never seen anything like it, most of the time I keep to myself in the stables, I don’t really do too much, although I did learn this really cool game with a stick and a ball, I forgot what they called it though. She had to take a few breaths, she didn’t know she could talk so much! It was just something that amazed her even now listening to the echo of the words that were in her head. Do you have any family? Do you have any type of job? she asked curiously. She heard a little of what Lucia did, but wanted to hear more, not the full details of what she did, but just something to get a good baring on the black wolf. |