Butterflies and Hurricanes - 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: Butterflies and Hurricanes (/showthread.php?tid=4041) |
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- Mati Church - 11-22-2008 [html] all welcome,
- Iskata Sadira - 11-22-2008 Iskata had been out treking after her granddaughter who had disapeared without warning from the packlands, or so the elder members had thought. DaVinci and Iskata had set out to find her, leaving Tyrone to look after the puppies with his aunt. DaVinci had moved along the shoreline and the dampwoods while Iskata had begun her searching from the stretches of the city out towards the other two wolf packs. She knew soon enough she'd have to return back to the pack, her body giving the warning signs that it was beyond time for the puppies feeding. Though she knew that Tyrone and Magdalena could feed them milk from the single cattle who'd let them get close enough to milk her the Matriarch would rather tend to the children herself. She'd paused along the borders of Crimson Dreams when she heard the call of a child. She moved on quick paws, thinking that it was Skylar in trouble, but when she came upon the small frame of the lonely pup her disappointment shown. She knew she was probably worrying too much about the young Nasphrite girl but she didn't like the idea of her being alone, especially with all the dangers that seemed to lurk behind every tree trunk and along every trail. Lowering her face down she tried to appear somewhat cheery as she settled back on her haunches and called out to the pup. "Now, where's your family?" she had yet to realize the kid's family was the stupid leader asking questions at the moment, since this was another of her grandpups.. but the wind wasn't in her favor today and the familiar scents of Naniko, Anu or Crimson Dreams wasn't washing over her just yet. - Mati Church - 11-23-2008 [html]
- Iskata Sadira - 12-02-2008 Iskata smiled at the small voice that called back to her. A soft chuckle escaped from her maw as she thought for a moment on the tiny one's simple question. Her paws brought her looming above the pup and the scent of the little one made her simple chuckle explode into outright laughter as she scowled herself as she leaned down to sniff the small one. "Well, I think I found one right here!" She said softly with a wag to her tail. She smiled softly and tilted her head to the side as she asked. "Now which one of my grandchild is this.." She teased as she acted as though it was so hard to try and keep track of the little ones. Truthfully she could remember all their names but she hadn't seen them since they were born and her own children had kept her busy enough as it was. It was a heads up between the child being Mati or Brook since the small fry was quite female and if her memory was still working Brooklyn leaned more towards her mother's fur tones. "I believe.. this is Mati?" she said finally, a very serious tone to her voice as she sought the correct answer from the babe. |