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- Tatiana Carrow - 03-04-2011 [html] [/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-04-2011 [html] Hello! Welcome to AniWaya! Nayati will warm up after a little 300+ Ever since the storm, Nayati had been taking a lot on his shoulders to keep AniWaya in order. With Dawali's leg broken and him and Liliana being the next highest ranked members of the tribe, the Gadui Kanati felt it his duty to pick up the slack for the injured Kalona. He had brought a good number of blankets back the other day from a successful trip to the old human town. He would be eternally grateful for Krystalle's help and hoped that she would come visit sometime. Though secretly he hoped her visit would wait until AniWaya was back to looking more like itself. Right now it was still quite obvious that they had faced the devastation of a storm. It would be better for his new friend to see the tribe in its glory and not its defeat. The Utina was mounted upon his horse, Iye, and they were making a quick swipe of the fence lined border to make sure nothing was out of place. At least their boundary had not fallen in the wake of the winter storm; it was one of the few things the tribe could be thankful for. The stallion's hooves moved easily through the snow and Nayati looked out keenly from his seat upon the equine's back. Honestly he was not expecting to find anything out of place, so when his pale blue eyes found a strange wolf inside the fence his brows came together severely. He clicked his tongue and touched Iye's neck and the horse came up in front of the stranger who had intruded on their land. "This is the land of the AniWaya tribe, why have you come beyond our borders?" At another time Nayati might not have been so stern, but they had just survived too much hardship for him not to be a bit on edge. He looked down at the female with a hawk-like gaze that spoke that she better have a good reason for her trespass. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Tatiana Carrow - 03-04-2011 [html] [/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-05-2011 [html] Nayati had indeed wished to make an impression upon the trespasser, but he was unprepared for the complete shows of submission that were given to him by the strange female. Instantly she tucked her tail and cowered to the ground, and even went so far as to roll over onto her back. The Utina man was taken aback by this. Was he really so intimidating? She seemed downright terrified of him and he couldn't understand it at all. While there were weapons upon his body, none of them were drawn and while unhappy, his expression and body language were nowhere near hostile. His hard expression morphed into one of surprised confusion, and then just plain confusion when the woman responded to him verbally. She called him creature, and had a very odd name for what he assumed she meant to be the fence. He could honestly say he had never had an encounter quite like this before. "Why do you call me creature? I am a wolf, just as you are." To illustrate this point, Nayati slid down off of Iye's back and placed his two feet firmly on the snow covered ground. The Gadui Kanati looked down at the girl, wishing she would stop groveling and being so scared. "Those aren't fish scales either, it's a fence, made from barbed wire. It marks the boundaries of the tribe's lands. Certainly you picked up on the scent?" Even if she hadn't understood what the fence was, surely she had to have smelled the scent of AniWaya strongly at the borders. Any wolf with a working nose could smell that. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Tatiana Carrow - 03-05-2011 [html] [/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-05-2011 [html] Just so you know, I won't be able to reply again until tomorrow afternoon/evening since I have work and another engagement ^^; 300+ The words he had hoped would evaporate her fear only seemed to compound it with the same sort of confusion that he had felt about her own words. Nayati felt it was quite obvious that he was a wolf--surely what else could he be?--and yet this simple fact appeared to completely befuddle the unknown female. Nayati sighed heavily. Usually he was a very patient soul, but with everything that had happened in the last moon he was feeling stretched thing and worn down; this strange conversation was not helping that in any way. Still, the man had enough grace not to get short with the woman or to snap at her. "Well, most do not hang around the borders all day. We live in the inner areas of the territory. Just because we are not in sight does not mean we are not there," he said in as even and kind of tone as he could muster. Perhaps she had never been a part of a group before. When she got closer and sniffed at his legs, Nayati took a step back, giving her a bewildered look. To him, this form was much more normal than the four legged one she wore herself. He knew this was mostly due to the culture of the tribe, but it was hard to imagine what she found so odd and hard to believe about him. "Of course I am. Wolves can walk like that, but they can also walk as I do if you shift your form. I would not be able to walk upright either in the form you are in." It did not even occur to the Utina that she knew nothing of changing forms. Such a thing was nearly unheard of in AniWaya. Then she began to walk around him, inspecting him, and Nayati became quite uncomfortable yet again. He did not enjoy being examined as if he were some unnatural thing. When she asked what he was, he gave a dissatisfied frown and crossed his arms over his chest. Even when she amended the question a little, it still seemed awfully rude to him "Perhaps you could call me by my name." It was a hint, but he wasn't going to give his name to her unless she asked in a more respectful and courteous manner. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Tatiana Carrow - 03-05-2011 [html] OOC: Alrighty! Can I safely assume that Tatiana is going to be accepted? Then I can post with other people until this thread is done?[/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-06-2011 [html] Sorry for the wait! At least you didn't have to wait on me to post elsewhere though :3 Nayati relaxed some when she finally stepped back and ceased to look at him like some sort of exhibit. He was a confident man but he had never liked being under such microscopic looks. It wasn't her fault that she did not know the hardships the tribe had just endured, but it was impossible for him to put off the weight that it had placed upon his shoulders. Even in his tired state he was doing his best to be helpful though. It was a relief when her questions about him ceased. Just as she could not completely wrap her mind about what he was telling her, he could not understand what she was so confused and intrigued about. It was best to just leave such things for the time being. The female shrank back at his words and a tiny part of him felt a little bad for being so hard, but at the same time she had been quite rude and insensitive. The woman needed to learn some tact. She apologized though, and gave her own name and asked for his nicely. Nayati's expression softened, though his arms remained crossed over his broad chest. "I am Nayati Utina," he replied simply. The Gadui Kanati could not say that the encounter had been "nice" thus far, but if he wanted her to be polite he needed to show that same behavior in return. "It is nice to meet you too Tatiana. Now, is there something I can help you with?" If she needed something then he would try his best to assist, depending on what it was, but he really had no time for idle chit chat. There was simply too much for him to do to waste time on trivial matters. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Tatiana Carrow - 03-06-2011 [html] [/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-06-2011 [html] The Gadui Kanati was not one to waste time in general, and that was even more true now. He was tired and honestly at the moment all he wanted to do was to return to the Town Hall, see his mate, and get some sleep. Nayati didn't think he had ever been so tired since coming to the satellite tribe. Pale sky blue eyes watched Tatiana, waiting for her response. The man waited patiently, despite his weariness and all. Still, he could feel the fuse of his temper running ever shorter no matter what he did to try and lengthen it. Hopefully this all could be sorted and figured out soon before he did something that he himself would regret later on. Finally she started by apologizing again, in a manner, for trespassing onto their lands. Then her mind and eyes seemed to drift off again before coming back to the point. He had never heard someone ask for acceptance into AniWaya in such a way before, and it made him cock an brow at her. Even if it was odd though she was obviously sincere. "If you desire to live here you will have to contribute in some way or another. We have just faced a devastating storm and there is much work to be done. What skills do you have that could be of use to the tribe?" It was always important to know what those wishing to join AniWaya could do to help but now more than ever it was crucial. They really could not support a dead weight. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Tatiana Carrow - 03-07-2011 [html] [/html] - Nayati Utina - 03-10-2011 [html] 300+ Nayati had never had any desire to turn anyone away from acceptance, and the same was true of Tatiana even if he was more on edge than was usual from the Utina. She would not prove she could do anything particular or spectacular, just that she would not be a leech upon the tribe. The only members they could afford to support were the very young and the very old. Everyone in-between had to contribute in some way or another. His question appeared to have the orange-eyed femme worried for a moment, but then she puffed herself back up and he listened patiently to what she had to say of her skills. At first her tone was calm, but then Tatiana appeared to become almost panicked and quickly he uncrossed his arms and made a soothing gesture with his hands. "Calm yourself Tatiana, there is no need to become so worked up." "Helping bring in what food you can will be a help, and whatever else you can do as well. Until you find your true calling you will remain an Itse, but yes, you can stay." A small sort of smile tugged at the man's lips, hoping that she would truly relax now and that things would not seem so awkward as they had. "I can show you back to the village, though I suppose it is difficult to call it such now..." The only building really left standing was the Town Hall, where many were staying for the time being until the huts could be rebuilt. "First we will have to stop by the stables though, so Iye can get his own rest." Or she could try and find her own way around, it was up to her, though Nayati could not help but feel a little bit responsible for the odd female. .nayati b {font-weight:bold; color:#021F2B; letter-spacing:1px; } .nayati .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .nayati p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .nayati {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#ede3d7; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... nayati.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0F475F; padding: 167px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] |