I can hear your heart rustling - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: I can hear your heart rustling (/showthread.php?tid=3883) |
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- Tayui Aston - 11-06-2008 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
She had not been there long, however, it did not take too much time for one to notice the high presence of elk in the reserve. It seemed as though the creatures had flourished, unperturbed by the changes the world had gone through, and restricted only by wire and fencing. In fact, the creatures seemed quite content, if a little skittish (for Tayui suspected they were not used to encountering wolves), seeming to sway from docility to apathy to curiosity to fear. The last came soon enough, and the reason was obvious; it seemed as though other wolves had begun to take advantage of their large population, for she had come across the remains of an elk, strayed about on the ground. It had been picked apart by the wolves and then the scavenging animals that followed, however, the kill was fresh enough for Tayui to be able to claim some of it for herself. It had been yesterday that she had found the elk, and was still feeling quite satisfied from the meal. She had managed to catch a rabbit earlier that morning as well.Of the many places she had been in the recent days, Serena Reserve and Shiloh Hills had become her favourite places to frequent. The lake in the hills was so calming and peaceful; she was constantly returning to the place she had met Anu. Serena Reserve, too, held a sort of melancholy quietness, but was a serene, cheerful place nonetheless. Tayui was unsure how she might explain this paradox, but she truly hoped no one would ask. She smiled quietly to herself as she made her way through the reserve, heading east so she would soon cross into Shiloh Hills. The wind whispered, impatiently and with a degree of ferocity she had not heard in days. Indeed, these lands were tranquil; she felt so at ease here. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 11-07-2008 [html]
- Tayui Aston - 11-09-2008 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
It seemed as though Tayui had been so caught up in her own thoughts that she had not noticed the presence of another wolf. She silently reprimanded herself, rather annoyed she had not caught his scent earlier. She vaguely recalled noticing the presence of another creature, but had disregarded that observation too quickly. The other canine had appeared quite suddenly, and looked rather surprised to see her there. He stared at her for a few seconds, unabashedly examining her. Tayui wondered if this was supposed to make her feel uncomfortable. She tilted her head to one side, returning his stare, wondering who he was. She never thought to smile, however, her eyes were warm as she greeted him with a quick, yet firm, "Hello." She paused, wondering if there was a need to say anything else. For a moment, she wondered if this male was the reason for the elk carcass; perhaps he lived here? Curiosity piqued, she inquired, "do you live here? I hope I'm not intruding." She added the last bit as an afterthought, only realizing that this may be lands in the process of being claimed. Perhaps by that Aniwaya tribe? She had seen them around this area, but had never thought it might be their future home. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 11-09-2008 [html]
- Tayui Aston - 11-15-2008 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
She had seen this male before; she was quite certain of it. He must be from Aniwaya, for she had not-so-stealthily eavesdropped on one of their meetings, and had eventually found them again. The second time, she had spoken with the one who appeared to be the leader of the group, a pitch-black female who seemed like the perfect visual antithesis to Tayui's off-white coat. The male, too, had been there; she was certain of it. He had arrived after she had, and for a moment, she wondered why she had not recognized him sooner. Indeed, his name sounded like it might belong to such a tribe, and his words only convinced her further. She chuckled quietly as his words finally registered. It took her a second to realize how nervous he sounded, though, she was not sure why. "I'm Tayui Aston," she replied with a small smile and a slight tilt of her head. "Are you hoping to make this your home here, with Aniwaya? I know I'm hoping to," she finished with a light laugh. [/html] - Mew Sadira - 11-22-2008 [html]
- Tayui Aston - 11-22-2008 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> No worries. (: Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
She nodded slowly, quietly in reply to the male's words. She too had found that this place would be quite suitable for a pack. The fluid tranquillity of the area was soothing, almost healing. It seemed as though the sounds and sights moved with Tayui as she moved, flowing and interacting ever so subtly. It wasn't like other places where the direct surroundings were so obvious and unwelcoming. This place was so unlike some of the lands on Bleeding Souls, most notably Âmes de la Mort. Tayui recalled having visited there before, feeling torn as to whether she liked it or not. The few she had met there had been ill at ease, uncomfortable in a place where the death was rotting and withering away. It was as if everything had died, and even in a state of such perpetual sorrow, it continued to wither. If anything, the reserve was the complete antithesis to Âmes de la Mort. That thought alone brought Tayui comfort. She remained silent for a few moments, mulling over Dawali's words. She watched him as he shuffled quietly, glancing at her every so often, and then looking up at the sky-- perhaps expecting someone (or something?) Although his behaviour was rather curious, Tayui chose not to enquire about it. "I do hope so. Your leader has not tried to dissuade me, and thus far, I've found this area to be quite nice. I should like to stay here, if I could, even if I do not know much about your lifestyle." She paused, then asked, "would you mind telling me a bit about your tribe, or your way of life?" She had heard many stories, but had yet to confirm the truth for herself. This would be a good time to do so. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 12-06-2008 [html]
- Tayui Aston - 12-14-2008 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> No problem. Also, I had a strange rule 34 mental image. I think Gvihita would top. :> Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
There was a slight pause between the question and the answer, a quiet lull in the conservation before the male began to speak. In the absence of speech, Tayui felt the winds pick up for a moment, sending a solitary maple leaf their way, orange and red. It whipped past and disappeared just as Dawali began to speak once more. Tayui nodded slowly as he explained their mateship rituals, which appeared to be rooted in tradition in contrast to the more political mateships of her past packs. Although she had taken a mate at one point, and even found children to call her own, it seemed as though the entire process would have been different had she been a part of Aniwaya. She did, however, remain with Shaeniire for as long as possible, and even sometime after. "How long is forever? Until death?" She was curious what such a bond might entail, if she would have been bound to Shaeniire after the female's death and return as a ghost, or if it ended upon the others' death. She paused for a moment, unsure if her question had been appropriate. If family was everything, what did it make her? She had found Agani and Ember, one who had once been her own, and another who might very well be her own (if she could help it). She had no mate, but she'd sought comfort in the warm embrace of a male. She had a family, but not one that would voluntarily associate with her. In fact, Tayui didn't even know where her sister Aurèle was, or if any of her other siblings were still alive. Could she ever belong in such a pack? [/html] - Mew Sadira - 12-31-2008 [html]
- Tayui Aston - 01-26-2009 [html] http://i36.tinypic.com/23tqi2r.jpg); background-position:top; background-repeat: no-repeat; width: 448px; border: 1px solid #000; background-color: #20466A;"> Didn't want to leave this hanging! Watch the skyscrapers as they melt away
Tayui tilted her head to one side as she listened, both frowning and smiling at the same time. It was difficult to take this all in and to expand her mind to accept it all, to believe everything he was saying. It wasn't as if he was lying to her -- it was all so foreign to her that it would take some getting used to. She had anticipated this, but it still did not make it any easier. It would take time, but Tayui had all the time in the world. "I have all my life to learn about death," she noted with a small, saccharine smile. She had seen it enough times to know its different forms, seen the aftermath and the calculations that followed that, too. She had seen the ghosts of her friends, her lover, and her family. She had been mistaken once, and only once. "Perhaps you could tell me more about that. I held a co-rank in my past packs that denoted my affiliation with spirits and the afterlife," she added, then nodded her head toward the edge of Aniwaya. Perhaps they could continue their conversation farther in the borders and well into the night. [/html] |