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- Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 01-04-2011 [html] Just a heads up Jaz is in his halfling form and currently has bandages around his middle due to a bear attack !
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Juju was out playing with his cousin and so Sele had nothing to do. Sure, she could head out to other packs and scout around and find out more about their neighbors. Still she didn't want to be too far away from the pack in case her son ended up needing her. She knew that Nani would watch over him but she really didn't want to force that on her sister even though she knew that Nani wouldn't mind. They often watched each other's pups so she knew it wouldn't be a big deal. Still she didn't want Juju to think that she had abandoned him if he decided to come looking. After all it seemed that her parents had a bad habit of that so she would rather not continue in that trend. She didn't want to add to it and be yet another statistic. Also, she had already lost a son and so she didn't want to lose anymore children if she could help it. And so she was certainly going to try and make sure that she helped it, make sure that it didn't happen again.
She had thought to go out and check on her young child. She had even started that way. At least that was until she heard a call rise up from the borders. That ended up making her switch directions. She headed towards the borders, having figured that she would check on her son after she investigated. For all she knew it could be someone waiting at the borders to be welcomed into the pack. She had been around for a few of those already. She had been trusted in her decision to figure out if they would be an asset or not. Her sister had even said so. And since she was already out she figured that she would see what was wanted.
The woman was walking upon her hands, as per her usual mode of transportation, as she headed to the borders of Anathema and having to dip through the trees to get there. Her purpose for heading that was was forgotten about just as soon as she saw the male. Or more like she had seen the bandage first. Forgetting the ideal of personal space she quickly hurried over. Once she reached the other she settled her feet on the ground and quickly dropped to her knees. It was made clear that she had children of her own as she reached out to try and gently touch the bandage before leaned in with an attempt to lick at the covered wound. She was certainly not a medic and only knew that wounds had to be cleaned right away. Of course he must have already done this since it was bandaged up already but she had no idea what else to do except to try and clean it again. Of course it wasn't going to help since she was trying to clean over the bandage. Actually it would probably hurt since she would be getting the bandage wet instead of it remaining dry. .wintertable3 b {font-weight:bold; color:#4F4F4F; letter-spacing:1px; } .wintertable3 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .wintertable3 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .wintertable3 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#DCDEDB; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ ... 490ebq.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 266px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#919191; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 01-10-2011 [html] Hahahaha!
.Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Selene D'Angelo - 01-11-2011 [html] OOC here: Table & Coding © Silver; 548 words
Sele did look similar to her sister. They shared the same white coat though they had different eye colors and Sele was shorter. Still, there was enough between them to tell that they were related. At least Selene liked to think so. She did dearly love her sister after all. Nani had taught her many things since Sele didn't really have her parents for that. So some of her life lessons were learned through Nani.
The yelling and backing away had her quickly dropping her head. She had only wanted to help but all she had done was to harm him and that guilt weighed heavily on her. It showed in the quick way that she had deflated and ended up sinking lower at his scolding. Normally she wouldn't have thought to get close to or have touched someone else. Simply she had seen and injury and it made her think of how she would lick her pups's boo boos to make them all better. She hadn't thought of how that would be received. Though now that a fuss had been made it made her wish that she hadn't done something so stupid.
It was only made worse when he said that he knew Nani. Tears slipped down her cheeks as claws picked at the thick fur on her thigh in a distraught manner. Right away she knew that he was here to see Nani, that he would tell her sister on her. She could see it all playing out in her head. He would tell Nani that she had hurt him and Nani would get mad and she would be sent away. Nani didn't need her around, she was just a useless and worthless burden. She didn't do anything to help out so why would Nani want someone harmful around.
"I'm sorry.... I don't..." She shook her head, cutting off from making an excuse for herself. Why did it matter why she did what she did? It didn't matter. She was still in the wrong either way. Through her tears she couldn't see that she was pulling out strand of fur after strand of fur and creating a small bald spot on her leg. She was too stuck in her own thoughts to even feel it happening. "I... I can try to find Nani..." She offered in a broken voice. She wasn't certain where her sister was to tell the truth but she could look for her. And perhaps find Juju as well in order to go ahead and get her goodbyes out of the way and remind him to be a good boy for his aunty Nani. She would also have to bid farewell to Demi as well, though she knew that her daughter could care for herself.She wasn't needed. No one needed her. They would all be better off without her. Now even though she had managed to make an offer to find her sister she hadn't actually gotten up to do so. She couldn't when it felt like all strength had left her body with the overwhelming since of dread that she felt. With how she knew that this time would be the last time that Nani got her out of trouble. That Nani would get fed up and get rid of her. .wintertable3 b {font-weight:bold; color:#4F4F4F; letter-spacing:1px; } .wintertable3 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .wintertable3 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .wintertable3 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#DCDEDB; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ ... 490ebq.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 266px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#919191; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 02-01-2011 [html] Slow! Melissa is slooww! <3
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It was maternal instinct that had driven her to do what she did. Normally she remained distanced from others. She had become something of a recluse. She hid out in her den or some other place away from everyone. No doubt if no injury had been present then she would have kept her distance as was normal for her. But no, she had acted without thinking. An injury to someone else had her forgetting her place. No, she had only wanted to help though she had no medical knowledge at all. And of course now that he had been yelling she blamed herself even more for his injury. She had already speculated that she had some part in it somehow and now he had hurt him even more than he had already been. She was so stupid. She wouldn't blame Nani for wanting to get rid of her at all. Not like anyone would ever miss her anyways.
"Nani lives here. She is the leader." She gave him the answer that she supposed he was looking for her but she couldn't bring herself to look back up. Just as she couldn't stop pulling out the fur now that she had started. Harming herself was the only way that she had learned to deal with the things that bothered her. This was a lighter punishment than she normally gave herself. Though no doubt once she was alone she would start cutting as the interaction and how upset he was would replay over and over again in her mind. Of course she would make sure to hurt herself worse than she had hurt him. It was what she deserved.
Selene didn't move as she was approached. She couldn't cease the tears or lift her head. No, she stayed exactly as she was so maybe she wouldn't end up hurting him again. She really hadn't meant to. She had really only wanted to help but she had messed all of that up. She deserved to be hated and she knew it. "I'm sorry." She ended up apologizing again, accepting even more of the blame upon herself. She was at fault and she knew it. If she wasn't so stupid then she would have never messed up. If only she could be more like Nani. She knew Nani would have never done anything like this. Everyone liked and loved Nani because Nani was better than her. "Selene." She finally gave up her name so that he would know just who to tell on. So he would know who to make sure wouldn't be allowed to remain within the pack. Sele had no doubt that she would be run out after this. That this male would tell Nani everything that she had done wrong. How Sele had quite possibly permanently injured this other canine. It was all her fault and she knew it. She took all the blame on herself and was certain to punish herself for it as soon as she was all alone again. .wintertable3 b {font-weight:bold; color:#4F4F4F; letter-spacing:1px; } .wintertable3 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .wintertable3 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .wintertable3 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#DCDEDB; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ ... 490ebq.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 266px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#919191; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] |