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- Mati Church - 06-21-2011 [html] just one please near Piccolo Village The Church woman had not left the confines of the borders since the run in with the loner. It had been months ago, hadn't it? She questioned that often, but always to herself and never aloud. It still felt like a day or two ago. She mustn't dwell on it any longer, and yet the bronze hued woman could not bring herself to release the fear.
She needed to forget, needed to feel safe again... Mati stalked the lands of the Dreamers, rounding the new territory and feeling something like bravery for the first time in weeks and weeks. The lake had been theirs for some time and yet she had not ventured onto the new land till now. Her paws touched the freshly marked ground as if she expected it to burn her, slowly and gave a heavy sigh of relief when it did not cause her pain.
Mati remained in her lupus form most of the time she was beyond the walls of the Manor, it was faster then any other form even if she felt odd and feral inside the body. She missed painting, and knew she was missing perfect Summer time foliage and lighting. But instead she simply meandered down the coast line of the large lake. Her purple eyes looking out onto the glassy water, the day's wind calm and making it placid as well as warm.
The sun was harsh, and she sought the comfort of a large armed tree for shade. There was a town ahead, or so it seemed like a town to the woman. The peaks of houses could be seen through the leafy branches. But she was too worried and anxious to venture there alone, and settled in the grass to watch the motionless lake. In all the world how had she become just as stagnant? .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 300+ [/html] - Barrett - 06-22-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 06-22-2011 [html] yay Zero!! <3 Yes, Mati was unmoving. Stuck inside the territory that she had pledged to never leave, beside the wolves she had always known. With the mother that had dedicated her life to raising her and the mate that she had committed to till her last breath and then through the beyond. How could she be discontented? Mati had not known how the small freedoms she allowed herself, the brief visits to the Court to see her brothers and searching through the crumbling city for new supplies for her art needs, had kept this wondering side of her content and at bay. They were an outlet, and she was now locked inside her fear.
Stuck inside her head as well, for the sounds and scent of a pack mate did not come to her till it was too late. Mati jumped, her reflexes taking her to her feet and she looked at the face of the black wolf. Her mouth was parted, surprise written on the rest of her face as well. Excuse me? She spoke with a shock. Mati needed to be safe here, and the man had startled her so. Mati took a few steps back and then took in the male, he was a Dreamer but he held the smells of Halifax and beyond. Had he been missing?
How can it glow? She asked, collecting her jitters and placing them back into their own jar. She hoped they would stay there. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> [/html] - Barrett - 06-22-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 06-23-2011 [html] i need to get stoned and stare at your avatar... The woman was in a rare sort of form. Normally she would smile, laugh at the younger wolf’s antics and be curious about the snail he owned. She had her own little creature that had come to be her little pet too. But Mati did not feel that connection as she stared at the dark furred boy. No, her hackles bristled and she was brought back to the fear that the gray snake had given her, even far enough back to the time of her youth and the black and white wolf that had almost taken her life those years ago.
She was home though, and her mate was in the Manor and safe. Her heart calmed and she collected her wits. All the while he apologized as any polite beast might and Mati nodded, a forced smile coming to her mouth as she sat to keep her legs from shaking if they dared to do so. Guess I was further in my head that I realized. She replied, trying more to settled her nerves then to ease his guilt. It was her fault anyways, in all truth Mati should have been aware he was near before his figure ever came into view.
The male sat as well, casual with the way of a yearling. Mati could have scolded herself for being less comfortable then a newly ranked pack member. He answered, with the confession of the mystery that was his snail. It’s quite a trick, does he have a name? Mati wondered aloud, body becoming relaxed. I’m Mati, by the way. She offered her name at the thought of the snails, finding that it made her feel more normal then anything else had. Her ears turned slightly to the side, showing that she was no longer in a mode that might speak of the edginess that had come over her when he had approached unnoticed. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 300+ [/html] - Barrett - 06-23-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 06-28-2011 [html] rofl! Mati slowly let go the anger that she held for her foolishness. She could not hold tight to that, or it would eat her alive and she would have to excuse herself from this male’s presence. Instead she focused on his words, the snail the perfect distraction. Mati nodded, a soft smile on her face. It seemed original enough for her, and she didn’t understand his sarcasm. But she nodded and moved along with the conversation.
Oh no, its okay. She spoke, with haste. Part of her wished to be alone, but the larger wished for him to help ward off the fear. A pleasant conversation and company would be enough for her. Its nice to meet you, Barrett. she said with a fuller smile. No, I’m the daughter of her second in command Anu. though in a way she was related to Savina, being mated to the ebony leader’s daughter. But she knew he spoke of blood.
I ah, She said hesitantly, her wonders had gone far and wide when she had been alone beneath the tree. Yet they always ended with fear. considered exploring that village, beyond those trees. She had thought about that, but being alone was what had stopped her before. She looked at him, the invitation extended, though not in so many words. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> ~ [/html] - Barrett - 07-02-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 07-03-2011 [html]
Mati had not intention of ever leaving Crimson Dreams. She was happy, and content with her life here. But she found no contentment in her fear. It strangled her and she wished it would slip away like dead stiff fingers. The thought of exploring brought her to a certain standstill with her anxiety. But when he agreed she was able to break through, smile and stand on her paws. She could bring her mind to think of other things, and Mati was suddenly grateful for Barrett's presence. Yeah. She said simply, the normal feelings of her own happy self coming back. This is all new territory for us. She explained, though to any experienced wolf it was easy to see that fact.
She walked slowly beside the taller male, her tail waving tentatively.The trees gradually broke away, and the small town was all that was left. She knew not why the humans had built here, but she liked to imagine it was because it was a beautiful place. The roofs towered over them soon enough and Mati work within herself to control her emotions. Nothing would come jumping out of the shadows. At times she wasn't even sure why she was afraid of the gray loner, in her time Mati had fought fiercer foes. Excuse me. She said once more to Barrett, stepping aside to change from the four legged form to her taller well curved figure. Emerging from behind a few trees she gave him a smile, and bundled the long mane of wild curls and knotted it. Much better. She commented, another step towards feeling fully herself. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> ~ [/html] - Barrett - 07-05-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 07-07-2011 [html] maybe they can find a pier and dangle their toes into the water? uless they can find something more interesting! :o
Mati had never considered Crimson Dreams to be powerful. She had always felt safe here, but power was not something that they sought. Indeed the claiming of the entire lake did give them a good source of water in the face of drought, it would even give them an advantage over other packs. But still, it was odd for her to think that they wouldn't be welcoming to any who needed the water. She could easily see Savina opening her arms to friends from beyond their borders. Mati nodded, a sense of pride circled in her chest at the thought.
After her change she returned to see the peppered male with the snail on his shoulder. It brought a smile to her face and she stifled any giggles that the sight threatened to bring. They were a cute pair, but an odd one as well. Mati took the lead, as the path narrowed as it led them from the treed area and to the small shore side village. Through a small clearing and they were dumped onto a makeshift road. It was old, broken in many places and the vegetation had begun to crawl up walls and through windows long ago.
Purple eyes looked up at the peaks, and then down along the fishing town alley. She began to walk between the close fitting houses, silence hanging in the air along with the ghosts of the village. It could be eerie stalking through a desolate place such as human ruins, the sounds of nature were always quieter there. She paused at the opening, looking around the corner of the house and then stepped out onto what seemed to be much more of a road then the alley. Sure there are plenty of fishing supplies here. She said, breaking the silence. It was a fairly random thing to come from the Church woman, who had never fished in her life. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 300+ [/html] - Barrett - 07-12-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] - Mati Church - 07-27-2011 [html] sorry for the wait... i think i know what one of these look like, sorry if i'm not accurate! ><
They moved right along the road and came to another shop. Barret lead them inside and she blinked against the darkness and dust. Her eyes adjusted and Mati looked on with awe while the male turned to excitement. She had no idea what it was, and though he explained it still took her some time to truly figure out how it would work. The woman came close, out her own hand on the piece of wood working equipment. She looked beneath it, and saw the pedal that would be pressed again and again to generate the power from the beam. Oh, I see. she said as she was deep in thought. The small town was filled with inspiration, though she was not one to work with wood. She had of course painted on it if she lacked canvas.
Mati noticed something up on the wall, and her head lifted with a slight surprise. Upon a shelf there was a small collection of figures, their shadows casting an elongated parade against the wall. She walked over to them. Though they did not seem to be the products of the large lathe, they were certainly created by a wood artisan. Do you work with wood? She asked him, think of Ehno who was sort of the pack's carpenter. Her paw reach up and picked up one, delicate in her touch she brushed off the dust and looked at the details that had been carved into the hard wood. It wasn't a horse, its body too small and its neck too long, but she couldn't place the species. .matijune01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#faf4eb; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #584a43; } .matijune01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .matijune01 {margin:0 auto; width:487px; background-color:#c5b9b1; background-image:url(http://i1106.photobucket.com/albums/h37 ... une01s.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9b8b80; padding: 125px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#78675b; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} .matijune01-border1 {width:487px; border:0px solid #372813; margin:0 auto;} .matijune01-line1 {width:420px; border-bottom:0px dotted #9b8b80; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> ~ [/html] - Barrett - 07-28-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .barrett-snail2 b {font-weight:bold; color:#000000; font-family:verdana,sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .barrett-snail2 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 0px; margin:0px;} .barrett-snail2 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#; background-image:url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2ct.png),url(http://i1122.photobucket.com/albums/l53 ... ail2cb.png); background-position:top center, bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat, no-repeat; border:none; padding: 65px 0px 15px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype',palatino,serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; text-align:justify;} .barrett-snail2-inner {width:370px; border:none; margin:0 auto 0px auto;} .barrett-snail2-wc {text-indent:100px; font-weight:bold; line-height:10px;font-size:10px;font-family:'lucida console',sans-serf;text-align:left;} </style>[/html] |