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- Gideon Stormbringer - 08-22-2010 [html] For NayNay!
.jamesxmas b {font-weight:bold; color:#98796e; letter-spacing:1px; } .jamesxmas-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; text-align:center;} .jamesxmas p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 12px; margin:0px;} .jamesxmas {margin:0 auto; width:338px; background-color:#cbc7b3; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ames02.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ffffff; padding: 0px 0px 180px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .jamesxmas-border1 {width:340px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} </style> [/html] - Nayru - 08-23-2010 [html] Trees were her latest conquest. In her optime form they could easily be climbed, hand over foot, pulling herself up. They provided a vantage point superior than to most on the ground and often she could spot the residents of Dahlia de Mai going about their day, never alert to the fact that crimson eyes watched from the treetops. Yet in her lupus form tree climbing was more of a challenge, but one she was determined to master. Pine trees with low branches were easiest, she could leap from one large branch to another. Other trees often required a running start and a shimmy up the trunk, while some proved impossible to climb for a four legged creature. From one of her newly discovered and conquered trees the girl spotted Gideon, and carefully she found her way to the ground again. It had been a few days since she had talked to the boy, for after much exploration outside of the pack Nayru had retired to her room in the house and hadn’t left it for days, reading and sleeping and being alone. What her younger companion had been doing with himself wasn’t too concerning, Gideon was ever playing and learning, but she missed his face and voice and once on the ground she broke into a full speed running, four feet taking her flying in his direction. When he was once again in view the charcoal boy was at the base of a tree and Nayru saw at once that he was reaching up for something but it took a moment for her crimson eyes to focus and then even longer for her mind to call forth what the foreign object was. Beehive. Only two and a half months younger than she, at times Nayru felt that Gideon was more of a child than she realized, as she was quickly become an adult and had only a month and some days away from when Conor would place her into the ranks. The words caught in her throat, for always they had been equals, Nayru wasn’t Gideon’s guardian, they were partners, friends, confidants… she had never told him what to do with himself. Yet good sense and a sisterly concern won out and Nayru’s voice was sharp and worried. "Gideon, no! Don’t touch that!" - Gideon Stormbringer - 08-23-2010 [html] He is a rather simple pup, I'm afraid He'll grow up soon enough, hehe. :3
.jamesxmas b {font-weight:bold; color:#98796e; letter-spacing:1px; } .jamesxmas-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; text-align:center;} .jamesxmas p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 12px; margin:0px;} .jamesxmas {margin:0 auto; width:338px; background-color:#cbc7b3; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ames02.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ffffff; padding: 0px 0px 180px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .jamesxmas-border1 {width:340px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} </style> [/html] - Nayru - 08-23-2010 [html] Gideon startled at her voice and turned away from the tree. Nayru breathed a sigh of relief at this and slowly padded towards her friend, her heart lurching at his uncertain words, his dropping posture. The girl did not want him, or anyone else, to shrink from her yet perhaps that would be a sad reality with age and rank, and then later with the abilities she was to learn and use in life. When she spoke again there was no sharpness in her voice, only the gentle, soothing tones that were common place when she talked. "No, Gideon, I’m not mad." Her footsteps brought her to him then and to assure him of no hard feelings she buried her nose in the fur along his neck and shoulder, a friendly embrace that she so rarely showed towards anyone despite the warmth she felt for all Dahlians. "I just didn’t want you to touch that." And why should she get to decide what he touched or not? Breaking off from Gideon she moved closer to the tree, cherry eyes peering up at the humming mass attached to it. "That’s a beehive, where all the bees live. They might sting you if you touch it." And there might be hundreds of them. The thought of so many of the creatures swarming her small friend made her turn away from it, pushing the image from her mind’s eye. "We should go play somewhere else, we don’t want to bother them." Her voice was high and hopeful, it was only a suggestion, she was no longer directing them. Again they were equals, Gideon and her, and Nayru hoped the boy had already forgotten her harsh tone from moments ago. - Gideon Stormbringer - 08-27-2010 [html] <33 Dahlia is the perfect place for him, I feel :3
.jamesxmas b {font-weight:bold; color:#98796e; letter-spacing:1px; } .jamesxmas-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; text-align:center;} .jamesxmas p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 12px; margin:0px;} .jamesxmas {margin:0 auto; width:338px; background-color:#cbc7b3; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ames02.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #ffffff; padding: 0px 0px 180px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3c302c; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .jamesxmas-border1 {width:340px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} </style> [/html] - Nayru - 08-27-2010 [html] The return of friendly affection eased the girl and she let any anxieties about upsetting Gideon slip away. Easily he agreed to her suggestion and Nayru loved that she never had to argue or disagree with Gideon. Never in their friendship had there been any altercations, and although Nayru couldn’t think of any with Conor or Bris either she did not feel the same camaraderie that she felt for the charcoal boy. Conor and Bris could be guardians, teachers or friends. Gideon was something else, something more and Nayru did not wish to disturb the balance they had found in their friendship. Laughing delicately at Gideon’s understanding of the bee situation, she nodded. "I wouldn’t want anyone coming to disturb me like that either." With those words she padded away from the tree, crimson eyes meeting turquoise at the boy’s next words. "Yes, let’s go to the garden, it will be quiet and cool there. And I’m sure there are a lot of interesting bugs." Her smile was genuine and fond, for although she often spent her time now practicing reading and writing, or honing skills stalking and lately, holding as stick as a dagger, attacking, she craved the innocent games that Gideon still convinced her to partake in. Easily she wandered beside the boy, her heart free and light and her mind empty of all the darker thoughts that seemed to pop up now and then or the images of the dream lady that were increasingly coming back to her. Walking along beside her friend she was able to focus on nothing, only the goal of reaching the garden and exploring the land they already both knew so well but loved unconditionally. "Gideon, do you ever remember your dreams?" The question came from nowhere as they neared the garden walls, and curious crimson eyes peered down at the slightly shorter male. - Gideon Stormbringer - 09-03-2010 [html] I don't wanna go to work this weekend D: ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
.fogbo-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b22222; letter-spacing:1px; } .fogbo-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .fogbo-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .fogbo-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:353px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w52/ ... nTable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 350px 0px; font-family: cambria, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#6a4648; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Nayru - 09-12-2010 [html] Nayru wiggled in after the smaller pup, her belly scrapping the ground as she emerged into the enclosed haven. Soon they would have to enlarge the entrance or else she wouldn’t fit through it despite her fragile and fairy like frame. Shaking the dirt from her coat, crimson eyes swept around quickly, and Nayru was pleased to see that the garden was empty except for them and the birds and bees that inhabited it. Surely the adults would dig their own tunnel at some point, but just then it was a tiny little world all to itself, closed off to anyone but Gideon and Nayru. "Yeah, I remember mine." They were always so clear and vivid, but often times Nayru wanted to forget them. Especially when she didn’t quite understand them. It made sense to dream of one’s mother, why the white woman wouldn’t leave her dreams was strange but Nayru had grown accustomed to her presence at night. Even after she had been gone for months almost her reappearance wasn’t a surprise. "Do you miss your mother much?" Her voice was gentle as she moved about the small garden, content with Gideon’s answer and unwillingly to discuss her own dreams. - Gideon Stormbringer - 09-17-2010 [html] No prob! I gotta work this weekend again Dx I miss my weekends off, lol. ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
.fogbo-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b22222; letter-spacing:1px; } .fogbo-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .fogbo-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .fogbo-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:353px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w52/ ... nTable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 350px 0px; font-family: cambria, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#6a4648; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Nayru - 09-18-2010 [html] Gideon’s words surprised Nayru but the girl did not show it, keeping only a compassionate face as the boy explained about his mother, and more importantly to the fairy child, his father. His father had been here? He had taken Gideon’s siblings? Why hadn’t Nayru realized how close to losing Gideon she had come? Nayru had noticed the disappearance of the other Stormbringer children, but she had not questioned it. They were important because they were Dahlian, and because they were part of Gideon, but she could live with that loss. Losing the charcoal boy would have been too big of a blow. "Yes, this is your family." Nayru grinned, happy that he understood, even if no one else did. Others had asked about her parents, her siblings, her life before. Even if she could remember any of it better, she would willingly forget. This was her life, this was her family, and this was all that mattered. Conor, Bris, Gideon and the others. Something thicker than blood tied her to Dahlia and she couldn’t explain it to anyone, but with Gideon she didn’t have to explain. So rarely did she had to explain anything of importance to the boy, he understood her and if he didn’t he always accepted without question her particularities and quirks. From her standstill then she leaped, breaking the stillness and solemn air with a cheerful yelp. Her cold nose pressed into the boy’s thick coat and she leapt away, her cherry eyes dancing wildly. Too serious they had become, and they had their whole lives ahead of them to be serious. Nayru switched off the seriousness as if it were a switch, her whole body wriggling as her angelic voice sang out. "You’re it Gideon, come get me." And off she sprang, the dirt under her paws flying up as the fairy floated further into the children’s private garden. - Gideon Stormbringer - 09-25-2010 [html] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
.fogbo-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b22222; letter-spacing:1px; } .fogbo-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .fogbo-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .fogbo-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:353px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w52/ ... nTable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 350px 0px; font-family: cambria, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#6a4648; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Nayru - 09-27-2010 [html] Her lanky legs carried her, and although she did not move at full speed she was swifter than most and certainly faster than Gideon. Whipping her head back she could see the boy coming up behind her slowly, her shorter legs struggling to keep pace, let alone over run her. Slowing a bit she turned forward again, tongue lolling out of her mouth and heart beating strong. This was really all that life was about, there wasn’t anything better than this. The yelp made her stop and turn tail, rushing to Gideon’s side faster than she had run away from it. As when he had been nosing about the bees her heart seized in a manner she was unaccustomed to. Fear was a foreign feeling when it came to her own actions, but Gideon’s being was far more precious. The idea that her actions had indirectly caused him any pain churned her stomach. Yet, it was only a tumble… but the boy was crying and Nayru instantly regretted her decision to spur him into a game of chase. Reaching him Nayru bent down her head, shoving her wet nose into his soft fur. "Gideon? You okay?" - Gideon Stormbringer - 09-27-2010 [html] ▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬
.fogbo-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#b22222; letter-spacing:1px; } .fogbo-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .fogbo-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .fogbo-a01 {margin:0 auto; width:353px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i173.photobucket.com/albums/w52/ ... nTable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 350px 0px; font-family: cambria, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#6a4648; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Nayru - 09-29-2010 [html] The raven boy sprang to life and affectionately licked her cheek as he burst into laughter and mirth. A twinge of annoyance bit at her, not toward him for the trick but toward herself for being tricked. Yet she let it go easily, her own lips turning up into a smirk. With no one else could she let herself go so fully. Nayru had never acted childishly in front of anyone but Gideon for a long time, it was almost as if she had always been an adult, but with the younger boy she could express the youthfulness that was otherwise suppressed or buried. The more he played and joked the easier it was for her to, so long as it was only between they two. "I’ll teach you." Like a cat she sprang toward him, barreling her body towards his smaller one. Her intent was to knock him off his feet again, over power him and pin him down. Wrestle. Such a primitive and playful action, it was one of the few times she ever allowed another to touch her for more than a brief instant. As she moved toward him, her mouth snapped towards her large ears, hungry to tug and pull and make him beg forgiveness. - Gideon Stormbringer - 10-11-2010 [html] ooc: Oho, she was going to "teach" him, huh? He laughed as she sprang at him, toppling over onto his back again. Yelps of pain wouldn't stop her this time, as the wolf-who-cried wolf tried to think of other ways to appease her. Her teeth caught his ears lightly and he laughed even more. It didn't hurt too much, just little nips, and the rowdy boy snapped his jaws together in response. Gideon couldn't stop laughing even as she bit on his ears, finally stopping to breathe and quiet down a bit after a few minutes had passed. His tail wagged back and forth and he looked up at her from his prone position. "You got me back" |