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- Naniko D'Angelo - 07-18-2008 [html]
- Urma - 07-18-2008 [html] http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk42 ... m_bot1.jpg) no-repeat bottom; padding-top: 20px;"> OOC: Now on to the unveiling of Pilot's secrets xD IC: Urma had decided to lengthen her stay around Twilight Vale's borders. Although she really wanted to get back to her pack and take a good night's rest in her den instead of anywhere out in the open when the time came, somehow just for the moment she preferred the distance. It was a bit weird how she hadn't even been with Shadowed Sun for so long and she already felt like she needed to do a lot of thinking. She wasn't planning on running away, that was for sure. Last time she had run away she had ended up marred, her already troubled thoughts disturbed and eventually made a Luperci. Shifting still made her uneasy, it was still painful and truth be told, four paws seemed more like her. But she couldn't say it didn't have its advantages. She was starting to learn to write. It was something she had always envied others for being able to do, back when she was just a regular wolf. But then again back in her former pack there weren't many Luperci to begin with, and the few that were couldn't even read, let alone write. Advancing through the forest, she spotted a lake. Shadowed Sun only had streams running through it, but she was decided that at some point she'd have to venture in the treacherous areas that led to the sea. She was adamant about that. The sea had been something she'd only seen from a ship, and then when the ship reached shore it was kind of scraps and pieces and she was already too shook by the shipwreck to be able to enjoy what it must have looked like from the shore. Not to mention she didn't want to meet anyone that had been on the ship with her, if she could help it. She hoped they were okay, but she didn't want to stick around and see for herself. As she drew nearer and nearer to the lake, she saw another wolf. By her casual manner and the way she seemed to know exactly where she was, Urma realised she must be a pack member. She edged closer, feeling security in the similar colour of their coats, and sat down on her haunches, trying to seem friendly and unobtrusive. - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-18-2008 [html]
- Urma - 07-18-2008 [html] http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk42 ... m_bot1.jpg) no-repeat bottom; padding-top: 20px;"> OOC: If Pilot only knew.... =p IC: Urma wagged her tail in response to the friendly greeting, and closed the distance between herself and the other white wolf. She tried to smile, showing she appreciated the warm nature of her new companion and sat down. "Hello. I'm sorry if I bothered you. I'm not very familiar with these parts." She let a small uncomfortable silence settle before speaking again, "I'm from another pack, less than a day from here. Shadowed Sun, if you know of it." A small voice inside Urma's head was telling her she may just have told a complete stranger too much, but somehow she didn't feel it was a bad move in any sense. "You're from this pack, right? The scenery is really nice. It must be a good place to settle and make a life for your own," Urma went on, convinced somehow that the white female meant no harm to her, just as Urma meant no harm to anyone herself. She watched the lake for a while, wondering whether the place was always so peaceful. If the weather would have been chillier, downright colder, and the lake frozen, and the earth tucked beneath a generous layer of snow, Urma would have almost felt her homelands in her skin. Sometimes she missed that scenery. The feel of snow under her paws. If she'd ever find someone and start a new life, she'd one day want to take that someone with her there, just for a few days. Taste her former home again. Tell everyone she was happy. She had moved on. - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-20-2008 [html]
- Urma - 07-29-2008 [html] http://i277.photobucket.com/albums/kk42 ... m_bot1.jpg) no-repeat bottom; padding-top: 20px;"> IC: Urma wagged her tail, glad that this female knew of her pack, happy that she was part of a place of which others spoke well. She shouldn't have been put out by that Ember*. It came to her now that not everyone that knew of Shadowed Sun had a bad impression. And that was very reassuring. "I'm sorry, I haven't exactly been a pack member for so long now... Pilot was the one who introduced me to the pack. He met me on his way to Shadowed Sun... I suspect he'd been somewhere further away than where we met, he seemed very tired. He's about one of the only ones I could say I've been properly acquainted with so far." She looked at the female, a sense of longing filling her heart. It wasn't just the fur colour. It was the position. It was the self-confidence she seemed to possess. Naniko could easily have been the daughter Urma had never been to her mother. The kind of wolf that doesn't run away from problems, and that becomes the dominant female, in her turn. "I'm happy to meet you, Mrs. D'Angelo. I'm Urma." She said this almost automatically, before following Naniko obediently, a smile on her lips. Her thoughts however wandered to what the female had just said. Fire? Granted she hadn't been here long, but she hadn't heard of a fire. If it had torn packs apart, it surely must have been big. She tried to take all of this information in, place it somewhere, but the questions just wouldn't keep coming. "I'm sorry... fire? I haven't been to these lands for a long time now-- I'm from Europe, actually. I shipwrecked somewhere along the coast," she said the last part as a sort of apology for her inquiry. "I understand if you don't feel comfortable talking about it, though. I don't mean to open old wounds," she completed in a small voice. __________________________ OOC note *: The Ember Urma is thinking of isn't really Ember Phoenix. It's Firefly Sadira, who introduced herself as Ember, and obviously Urma knows her as such. =) - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-29-2008 [html]
- Urma - 08-04-2008 [html]
Urma listened to Naniko closely, wagging her tail every couple of sentences in an eager way. Truth be told, she was very eager, since this was knowledge she hardly had any means of getting than from Naniko herself. And she liked knowing more about how packs around here were managed, considering her pack had hardly ever had a management idea to begin with. Maybe that had been one of many problems. In any case it hardly made a difference to Urma, considering now she was here, no longer there to improve the situation or give an idea. "That's very kind of you to say," Urma thanked Naniko, in reference to the fires making their meeting possible. "It all seems to have been different before the fire. And you seem to know Pilot so well," she continued, a hint of jealousy evident in her voice. "And I expect you know Sirius just as well." She smiled at the memory of Pilot's pup. He had been very nice to her. "I've not had the proper time to know them so well, but that's normal seeing as I haven't been on these lands for long to begin with. I would like to make more friends, of course. I'm sure you and Pilot know a lot of wolves I'd be more than glad to meet. Like your mates, for example. Common friends." She felt sure that Naniko had a mate, and as for Pilot, she recalled him having told her he had none, but surely he must have. It seemed ludicrous that he could be so nice, and yet so lonely. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-05-2008 [html]
- Urma - 08-08-2008 [html]
OOC: Haha you made a typo with Umbra instead of Urma xD. Nox might think we're stealing his character =p Urma could feel all the desire swell up in her. Naniko was all she'd never be-- friendly, more open, a leader, probably a good mate, at that. And maybe mother as well. "I don't want it to sound mean, so I apologize if it does, but I envy you for being such a nice person. You're a good friend of Pilot's, that's always something to crave for. Not to mention you lead a pack, and by the looks of it you do it so well. I wouldn't even be surprised if you'd be a good mother, that is, if you aren't already." Urma's voice was kind as she said this, because she didn't mean to make Naniko feel bad. She really felt that way, the female had been so welcoming to Urma, who was, afterall, a stranger to the pack. "I have met Sirius." She didn't think it would make much of an impression if she told her she'd first seen him asleep in Pilot's den her first night in Shadowed Sun, so she pushed that detail aside. "One day it was cold and raining, and I was thinking maybe I could keep Pilot some company if he wanted me to, but he wasn't home, and instead I found Sirius." She smiled a bit at the recollection. Sirius had seemed very outgoing, if a bit shy and scared of the weather. "Apollo?" She tried to remember if Pilot had mentioned anything about another pup. If he had, she had a bit of trouble remembering. "I'm not sure if Pilot mentioned him, but I'm sure he must have. Apollo is Sirius's brother, I take it? I've never met him," she said, wondering whether the pup was also with Shadowed Sun, and if yes, why he wasn't spending his time with his father and brother. But then again maybe Pilot had mentioned Apollo's whereabouts, only Urma had probably been too lost by the novelty of her new home to properly remember the details. "I've never actually assisted to a birth. I don't know how well I'd do, since I'm very easily panicked and worried about everything. That would hardly help someone while they're giving birth, if all I did was fret around instead of helping," she said, a bit let down by herself. Naniko's next words confused Urma terribly. Pilot's mate had died? Naniko's sister? How could she have been so clumsy? "I'm sorry... No, Pilot doesn't have a mate. I believe so, at least. I only assumed he had since well... Sirius and Apollo are his sons... but now I suppose it was your sister who was their mother? I'm sorry Pilot told me he didn't have a mate only I assumed he must have, what with the pups... I never imagined she died.. I'm very sorry, I had no idea, otherwise I would never have brought it up. It must have a been terrible for you, and for Pilot, and for the little boys too." It hurt her to say this. It was hard talking about death, about loss, about that stubborn state of denial in which the other's disappearance could not be reality. Mörker's death would always mean those things to Urma. No matter how much time passed, she knew he'd always be there, take a different form. She had lost a mate. A lover. Her brother. Her friend. It had been complicated. Her ears flattened against her head, her tail hidden behind her legs. It had been hard, it would always be hard. But she had started putting it behind her. Or rather, further away, in her mind, so she'd hopefully, in time, think of it less and less. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-10-2008 [html]
- Urma - 08-11-2008 [html]
OOC: Birthing thread? WHERE?! xD
"I saw his patch of garden. I could recognize only so many medicine herbs he had there, but I could always ask him about the rest...I mean, it's not like the subject doesn't interest me. It's just that sometimes I feel like my presence can be suffocating to those around me, and I don't want him to feel that I'm around him too much. From what I'd gather, he'd be too polite to even tell me I'm getting on his nerves. I owe Pilot a lot... He brought me to Shadowed Sun when I needed a pack the most. He helped me with my den, with working things out, with accommodation. And the truth is I hardly know how to repay him," Urma said, almost in one breath. She knew she had to get this feeling of being completely undeserving off her chest, but something stopped her. She knew she could try to do something. If only her ideas didn't seem so crazy in her own head. Urma's eyes glinted as she heard the news, a bit bewildered how come someone like Naniko hadn't had pups earlier. "I've been around people before or after their birth, but I've never considered myself how it must be. Some part of me is still shy of it. I would love pups of my own, but neither has the time come, nor the mate." She said the last sentence sadly, her thoughts trailing off towards Mörker, towards all those things they could have had together. She resented him a small bit for just having left her like that, even if she knew full well his departure had hardly been a consensus between himself and death. She always went back to that time, always thought she should have woken up when she had felt him stand up and leave, even if she knew he was only going out to hunt, bring her food, like an early breakfast, unexpected but highly desired. Had she known what would follow, would she have stopped him? Back then, of course. But now, as distance and her stubborn methods of driving him away from her came between her and his memory, she wondered if she would have stopped him. She would have changed the bit with him dying, if she could, but the departure in itself would have probably gone unchallenged. And why was that? How could she have thrown him out? Well, maybe she hadn't. Naniko's words washed over her pleasantly, familiar. "You do like him, don't you?" Well, you could put it that way. Urma didn't know what it was. She was certain it resembled a feeling she had felt before, but it was not even close. Pilot and Mörker... They were different. What she felt, what she had felt for Mörker and what she had to admit she felt for Pilot, or had started feeling, were as much different as they were alike. "Yes... You could say that," she said wistfully. "You could also say... It's a bit more." She turned to look at Naniko, eagerness etched in her features. "He feels safe, for some reason. Like he'd always be there for me." Urma went quiet, sadness replacing the eagerness. "But, after his loss, I don't think he'd ever be able to feel like that again about anyone. And I, least of all, bear any resemblance to Dierdre." She wanted to keep the disappointment out of her voice, but only half-managed to. [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-14-2008 [html]
- Urma - 08-21-2008 [html]
OOC: Yes, please =D
Urma listened to Naniko describe the musical instrument Pilot used to play and immediately recognized it as being a violin. "I know about those!" she exclaimed, wagging her tail in delight. "There was a group of five wolves in my former pack and they'd do serenades every evening in front of a fire, to lighten the atmosphere, especially after a conflict. One of them played an instrument like the one you described. They seemed so fascinating to me, one day he offered to tell me more about instruments. If I remember it's called a violin. It seemed such an odd name, I know I thought that when he told me. I was small still, and found all new words amusing," Urma explained happily, thinking that maybe if she could find one of those she could repay Pilot at least the smallest bit. However, as Naniko went on to explain about Dierdre and Pilot, Urma found the joy slowly leaving her. Although monogamy was something rare amongst those in her former pack, Urma had never wanted anyone else beside Mörker. That could have very possibly been because he had always been around her, had seen her grow, and had kept other male wolves at a distance from Urma, even if she hadn't noticed it until later on. She had hardly had any male friends beside Mörker, with the exception of her older brothers. It had only struck her how odd she must have appeared to the wolves of the opposite gender in her pack after Mörker's death, when she found herself alienated from everyone. Although she hadn't felt bitterness or hate towards Mörker for isolating her, somewhat, from any other potential mates, she had always remained one of the few monogamous wolves in her pack. It was thus that Dierdre having been with another wolf struck Urma as familiar, rather than wrong. She didn't know how most wolves here reacted to having a mate, but back home committing to a relationship hardly ever had to imply just one other person. She guessed however from what Naniko was telling her about the aftermath of Dierdre's decision, that it had had repercussions. She felt sorry for the both of them, even if she didn't know Dierdre. Although Pilot had clearly suffered a great deal, was probably still suffering, who could know what had been in her mind, what loss she must have had to endure herself? Maybe motives weren't clear for why she had done that, and maybe Urma was trying to look at the matter from both sides because to her Dierdre's behaviour brought no novelty from what she was accustomed with. Whatever her thoughts existed for, she knew she could hardly change the matter, or discard it. "I'm sorry to hear that. My former pack seems less and less like the packs here everyday. My parents were Alpha male and female, and they were each involved with the Beta female and male, respectively. These liaisons of theirs were common knowledge to the pack, and obviously a consent between my mother and father. Many of my pack members were known to have more than one mate. The litters that any of my parents would produce with their Beta counterparts would be taken care of by the Betas. However, also as a mute consent, whenever food supply would be scarce the purely Alpha descendants would have priority for survival. When my sister and I were born, only one wolf had survived from the "secondary litter", as it was called. Although I myself have had only one mate, I can say it brought me slightly apart from my pack members." Urma stopped a bit, trying to concentrate on what more she had to say before thoughts of Mörker threatened to demand superiority in her mind. "I'm telling you this as a means of explaining why I'm sorry for Pilot as much as I am for Dierdre. I know it's hard to explain, and I know I'm doing a lousy job myself, so I apologize for that." She took a deep breath and dared a small smile. "I thank you, however, for encouraging me. Maybe, who knows, one day I'll help Pilot get over his troubles, even if I'll do it only as his friend." [/html] |