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- Saxif Goldenfeather - 05-06-2011 (OOC: Sorry for length, its the combined of two seperate days) [html]
- Liliana Utina - 05-07-2011 [html] Word Count → 388 :: OOC: Liliana is in Optime form, and a picture of her horse can be seen in her profile . And what rank did you want? Liliana was excited, more than just excited, ecstatic. She was going to be the mother of pups, and not just any pups, but Nayati’s pups! This was a dream come true, to think of having children of her own, and though they still did not have a hut anymore, they still had each other. They would have one soon, now that the weather was warmer. She figured she would take Grace out, before she couldn’t ride pregnant, she wasn’t very noticeable, she was only three or so weeks along after all, but she knew and that’s all that mattered. Nayati and Dawali knew too. She was passin through the forest when she heard it, quite close too. A howl, a request for something. The dog-wolf’s ears perked up and she turned grace towards the howling of the wolf. The flaxen maned chestnut could feel Lili’s excitement, and in turn showed hers with a quick trot, as fast as she would try to go in the thick forested area. At the sight of the fence and the wolf that called Liliana slowed down and slid off the mare’s back. Coming closer to the wolf she looked her over quietly. “Hello, I am Liliana Utina, a member here in AniWaya, is there anything I can help you with?” She asked every word now filled with confidence, the confidence she didn’t have half as much as when she’d left a month ago, but she’d learned so much over in the great tribe, and she felt proud to be an AniWayan even in light of the news that Nayati had given Dawali. Her bushy tail wagged slowly, showing she was friendly, and if anything she’d chase the girl out rather than hurt her. Liliana was part dog after all, her ancestors were not made for fighting, but herding, and she was now the top most rank of the animal care in the whole of Aniwaya, it showed on the cloak that was on her shoulders and the tattoo on her shoulder, the only patch of fur that was missing, and she would continue to show it proudly, though it was more of a painting on her arm then a tattoo, but she hoped to make it perminant, as she was never leaving her duties, or AniWaya. .lili-texthorse-box {background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2011f ... raldic.png); background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position: top center; width:159px; height:196px; float:right; margin:3px; } .lili-texthorse {font-family:'times new roman', times, serif; font-size: 14px; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:2px; text-align: left; margin:0px 25px;} .lili-texthorse .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-size:12px; text-align:justify;} .lili-texthorse .wc {text-transform: uppercase; font-weight:bold;} .lili-texthorse p {text-indent: 25px; margin:0px; padding:0px 5px;} .lili-texthorse b {letter-spacing:1px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:-.05em;} </style> [/html] - Saxif Goldenfeather - 05-07-2011 WC: 333 Hunting preferably, Saxif is inexperienced so the lowest rank is good ^_^ [html]
- Dawali Amara - 05-08-2011 [html] Hi there! Unfortunately, Liliana broke her PC, so I'm taking over this thread so it moves as fast as possible The walking stick sunk through the path sometimes. It was much too pointed for the softened ground, mushy with the melted snow and flooded river. Mersey lagoon had proved a real challenge just days ago, but Dawali refused to let that stop him. Now that he was up and walking again, he impatiently returned to old habits and old patrol routes, despite the pile of duties that waited for his attention. He just liked to walk. Well, limp, perhaps. But the walking stick was adorned with little beads and feathers, and the rustling of those as he took every step was like music to his ears, despite his need for its support. He did not feel frail, because he was not frail. He was as strong as he had ever been, or so he liked to think. He'd heard the howl and, curious, he drew nearer. He expected a newcomer and had picked up Liliana's scent before he reached them. It was not difficult to guess what the situation was about, and as he approached he observed the posture of his Master friend, and the greeting the two exchanged. Certainty jolted through his brain as he caught some of the words of the stranger as he finally reached hearing range. "...request the opportunity to join your pack if you so choose to accept me." Well then! Time for Dawali to shine once again. Lord knew Liliana had served her pack well during his illness. It would feel refreshing to take part again. "Greetings." he quite rudely interrupted before Liliana could say a word. He nodded at her and smiled, however, glancing very briefly at her stomach with a spark in his eye. "I am the Chief in this tribe." The red wolf male gave his usual semi-bow. The stranger appeared perfectly respectful. "So, you wish to join us. Tell me, what skills do you possess, with which you can repay us for a home in our village?" The male smiled politely at her, gentle-voiced as always. Still, there was an unmistakable air of authority about him. .dawaligohomeooc {font-style:italic; color:#000000;} .dawaligohome p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .dawaligohome b {color:#8C6434; letter-spacing:1px;} .dawaligohome {font-family: georgia; font-size:12px; color:#A18651; letter-spacing:.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:465px;} .dawaligohomeinner{background-color:#FFDA8F; background-image:url(http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... alitab.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 110px 0px; border:1px solid #261E0E; width:437px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Saxif Goldenfeather - 05-09-2011 WC: 242 Nice to meet you [html]
- Dawali Amara - 05-09-2011 [html] There we go! Welcome She curtsied and he nodded approvingly: he had come to be quite used to such gestures by now, and was not uncomfortable with them. At first, he had failed to realize their purpose, but he saw it clearly now. The red wolf male studied her as he considered her words, thinking at first that she might find it difficult to hunt with them in that form. Was she able to take the true form? Perhaps; he couldn't know, but it didn't matter. Ember had hunted on four legs - surely this one could learn to cooperate. He knew Nayati to be a brilliant teacher, so likely this stranger would not have any problems learning. At length, the male nodded quietly, before speaking a few moments thereafter. "Very well. You will report to the Master hunter, Nayati, and do what he asks of you." he stated bluntly, observing the newcomer as he waited for her reaction. "Perhaps Liliana can show you into the Village: I still have some duties to tend to before I return." Duties, well... There were fences to look to, and he yearned to re-map the area. .dawaligohomeooc {font-style:italic; color:#000000;} .dawaligohome p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .dawaligohome b {color:#8C6434; letter-spacing:1px;} .dawaligohome {font-family: georgia; font-size:12px; color:#A18651; letter-spacing:.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:465px;} .dawaligohomeinner{background-color:#FFDA8F; background-image:url(http://i57.photobucket.com/albums/g210/ ... alitab.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 110px 0px; border:1px solid #261E0E; width:437px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Dawali Amara - 05-16-2011
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