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- Kol Stormbringer - 07-24-2008 OOC: Sorry for the wait!! <3 This is set a couple of hours after running into Cercelee and being accepting into DDM, so Kol is just skirting TV's border on the way to Dahlia. ^^ [html] Well, it had been in interesting day, to say the least. After a run-in with an angry grizzly bear and a brief meeting with a white shewolf, Kol was now the newest member of a pack called Dahlia de Mai. Perhaps the strangest thing, however, was the fact that she'd been accepted by the female without even setting foot anywhere near the Dahlia packlands. In fact, she only knew the general direction they were in, and was following her new alpha's singular scent back to her new home. She'd been told that the pack territory whose border lay to her left was one known as Twilight Vale, and that Cercelee would be staying there for a bit while she recovered from an encounter with a coyote. It had seemed a bit strange to Kol, for in her days with her birthpack and as a loner, she'd never heard of any major hostilities between the cousin canines. The lands of Souls was getting stranger and more confusing with each step she took. Set on her destination, the black female walked with a severe left fore limp as she skirted the Vale border. Normally, she would have stuck to the shadows in a strange territory, but being as it was the middle of a dark, moonless night and she was in pain, Kol chose the most direct route possible. Her left foreleg was coated with sticky, drying blood that still seeped from the four jagged slashes in her left shoulder. The wound was angry, and the Stormbringer clenched her teeth against the pain as she walked, longing to get to her new home as quickly as possible, attempt to clean her shoulder, and possibly sleep for a week. The gouges probably looked a lot worse than they were; other than the sharp pain of the cuts themselves and a bit of throbbing in the actual joint of her shoulder, there didn't seem to be and serious impediments from the injury. For whatever reason, the Stormbringers had always had incredibly bad luck when it cames to those of the ursine persuasion, and it had been Kol's turn to bear the brunt of that luck today. She just hoped her strength would hold out for a little bit longer, until she was safely in what would come to be her new home. Table by Tay - Naniko D'Angelo - 07-24-2008 [html]
- Kol Stormbringer - 07-31-2008 OOC: Ugh I'm SO sorry for taking so long. I usually only post at work, and the past two weeks have been horribly hectic. *dies* And this is somewhat sucky and short, but I don't want to hold us up any longer. [html] As Kol continued her trek through the night, her violet eyes suddenly caught on something that didn't blend with the makeup of the land. A light blob of something lay up ahead, just inside the borderline, and as she drew closer the scent of a female drifted toward her nose. It was the same scent that made up a part of the pack border, and upon further inspection Kol realized the other femme was shifted. Not wanting to delay her trek, the ebony shewolf pulled a little bit farther away from the scentline.[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-01-2008 [html]
- Kol Stormbringer - 08-02-2008 [html] Kol paused as the white female she'd been admiring suddenly made her way over to her. Her posture shifted, ears laying back, tail tucking down, body crouching lower. She was the trespasser here, and she knew it. However, at the light female's words, the Stormbringer relaxed somewhat. She sighed as she halfsmiled to the shewolf, dipping her head in a soft greeting as she held her left paw off the ground. My name is Kol, Kol Stormbringer. I'm sorry for wandering around the border, but I ran into Cercelee nearby, and she accepted me into Dahlia de Mai but couldn't accompany me back. So I'm headed there alone, but I got a bit distracted and seem to have worsened an already fresh injury. I didn't mean to disturb you, Naniko. She smiled softly, the corners of her eyes tight with pain. Sighing again, the ebony female motioned her nose toward her leg. We've never been terribly lucky when it comes to bears, we Stormbringers. No one knows why, but we always seem to have the worst run-ins with them. I accidentally interrupted one's meal earlier today, and couldn't quite get away quick enough. Serves me right for not paying more attention, I guess. It doesn't feel like anything's broken, but it hurts like all bloody hell. Table by Tay - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-04-2008 [html]
- Kol Stormbringer - 08-06-2008 OOC: <3 [html] The ebony girl sighed deeply, her body relaxing completely with Naniko's friendly manner. She stood still as the Vale wolf drew closer, getting a better look at Kol's mangled leg as she held it up. It'd be wonderful if you could help. Most of the bleeding has already stopped, so whatever blood is there should be dry already. The two deeper ones in the middle are still seeping a bit though. She winced slightly as she tried to move, the motion sending a jolting pain through her shoulder. As she watched Naniko, her words about Cercelee crossed her mind, and suddenly she was a bit more curious about her new alpha. So, Cercelee seems to be pretty respected around here, isn't she? I noticed she was pretty banged up herself, actually. Are you helping her out too? If it's not prying, what exactly happened? Perhaps it was none of the new Dahlian's business, but considering the injured white female was her alpha, perhaps it was. Table by Tay - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-06-2008 [html]
- Kol Stormbringer - 08-20-2008 OOC: Good lord I'm slow to catch up. XD Vacations drain me, even if it is in a good way. [html] Kol nodded as the ghostly female spoke, and took the little pill from her without question, swallowing it with only a little difficulty. She'd never seen anything like it before, but she trusted that Naniko knew what she was doing. Her confidence and no-nonsense mannerism when dealing with the younger girl's injuries gave her faith in her ability. "I understand. Ember and Hybrid...who are they? I can't say that I know anyone around here yet. I feel like a clueless pup all over again." She offered her caretaker a half-hearted smile. In truth, that was exactly what she felt like for the moment: a lost pup, entirely alone in a land full of strangers.[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 08-21-2008 [html]
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