I'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas - 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'm Dreaming Of A White Christmas (/showthread.php?tid=4272) |
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- Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 12-16-2008 [html]
[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 12-20-2008 [html]
- Salem D'Angelo - 12-20-2008 *had been waiting for either Anu or Naniko to reply, dies* XD [html] Today, he decided, he was his mother's shadow. She would not or could not shake him for everything (unless she ran away, at which case he couldn't keep up). Always a few steps behind, he had tried very hard to be sneaky and quiet and had spent quite some time simply observing her and the things that she did. The way she acted, the way she went about her duties or whatever it was that she was doing. That he hadn't quite decided. She had watched the house off and on, so he did too. When she did something else, he would too. [/html]
And then there was something that grabbed all of their attentions without thought or consideration. A howl. His interest on his mother was lost completely in its sound duration, simply caught up in the sound, the meaning, the tone and the pitch and everything else that made it up. He even felt the subtle urges to try it himself but ultimately refrained, when the next sounds he heard were Naniko's paws scraping across the snow ice and and wood of the porch steps. She was getting away! Racing after her, Salem totally forgot about being all sneaky because he simply wanted to be close to her, and stumbled up the stairs in a disjointed manner. Then the second thought dawned on him: they were going inside. That of course was probably the best thing they could ever do, because he didn't enjoy being out in that snow and cold as much as everyone else. And besides, the mansion smelled wonderful and was warm, though warmer than it usually was. There were smells here that he had never come across before, he noticed as he was no more two or three steps inside of the house. He trailed after Naniko as she went several steps ahead of him into the parlour and disappeared into the living room, and promptly crashed right into one of her back legs as he cut the corner into the room. But he recovered easily, and slipped beneath her to look at the goods laid out. - Haven Aatte - 12-20-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... ablev2.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;">
ZOMG LONG :o The weather was starting to get colder and nastier by the day. There were times that it didn't bother the pumpkin pup too badly, but today he had opted to playing inside rather than out. Today he had taken on a great and mighty obstacle: the stairs. Not the everyday stairs that he had to climb to get into the house, but the ones that lead to the second level. He had never even attempted to tackle them before, but today had been the day. Even with his legs growing longer, it had taken him a large amount of time to get all the way to the top. But once he had, he had done a little victory lap in front of all the doors. Then his mind had turned back to exploring this unknown part of the mansion. Little black nose sniffed the air, trying to pick up anything of particular interest. The thing that overpowered his sense at that moment was the smell of his mothers' dark friend Savina. Happily he had found the door that smelled the most like her and had nudged it open. But what lay inside hadn't been so happy. She was laying down and there were scratches all over her body and she looked really sad. Whimpering, tail and ears tucked, he walked over to her. Her eyes lit up a bit when she saw him and she said hello. The boy had then showered her face with kisses, hoping to make her feel better. Haven had asked what had happened to her but she avoided the subject saying it wasn't important. He thought it was! He wanted to know what had hurt her so he could stop it! But it was no use, the female wouldn't budge. Suddenly a great howl rang through the house, both of their ears pricking forward. It was Jazper and he was calling for the pack. The pup looked excitedly to Savina, but her face was once again sorrowful. She told him that she wouldn't be able to join the pack tonight. He offered to stay with her but she licked his head and told him that he needed to go because she had a job for him. He was eager to do whatever he could for the nice lady, so he agreed. Haven had finally reached the main level of the manor again as his mother and brother rushed past. He followed them as quickly as his load would permit. It was only when he walked into the large room where the others were that he finally noticed the amazing medley of delicious scents. But even that wasn't enough to distract him from completely his mission. He walked past Nani and Salem and up to Jazper. Gently he laid the package out in front of the large black male. "Jazpers, dis is for you from Savvy. She saids she can't comes." The boy wanted to blurt out that she was sad and hurt, but she had instructed him not to. She hadn't wanted to ruin the gathering for everyone else. With that taken care of he turned to his family. "Hi's momma! Hi's Salem!" He said enthusiastically. The young wolf went and licked his brother on the nose. - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 12-21-2008 [html]
[/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 12-26-2008 [html]
- Salem D'Angelo - 01-05-2009 [html] Not too long after he had stumbled into the room, Haven wandered in and his enthusiasm filled the room with even more mirth. Salem went from returning his brother's lick to focusing on the table full of goods, only to have Naniko's head swing into his view and tear his attention away. His tail wagged easily under her gentle lick and he moved on from her then, only to have Jazper get in his way. A mixture of expression passed across his face, from frustration to being overwhelmed, but the thought marbles fell right out when he got a flick to the nose. He frowned immediately. [/html]
Though inwardly he may have known it was just out of jest or good will, he back-pedalled from the dark-haired werewolf, wrinkling his nose at the brief sting that was there. But it seemed that just as fast as that had happened… everything was being shuffled around again. Bodies moved and he got the space and room that he desired to get away. Slipping beneath the table, he gave a careful glance at its underside with a quivering nose. He could smell the food and his stomach twisted in uneasy knots, but he made no direct move to attempt to get it. Instead, he circled where he was to watch the others, and merely sat in the shadow under the table. - Haven Aatte - 01-05-2009 [html] http://i24.photobucket.com/albums/c13/v ... ground.png); margin-left:103px; text-align:justify; padding:10px; color:#225000; line-height:12px;font-family:verdana;padding-top:5px;"> The Aatte boy's attention wasn't at all on the exchange happening between Jazper and his mother. There were much more interesting things in this room! Like all the smells that were bombarding his tiny black nose. There was also a tree, inside! That was silly. Why was there a tree in here? Trees were supposed to be outside the house, not inside of them. And there was all this stuff all over it. What was that about? He shook his head, not understanding that it had something to do with the holiday season. His tummy rumbled as his focus went back to the delicious smelling food. Jade eyes looked up at the table. He could make out some shapes on the edge of it, but he couldn't really see anything. Haven padded closer to the table, nose sniffing furiously. He could feel his mouth begin to water as the tantalizing smells filled his head. Awkwardly he stood up on his hind legs, attempting to get a better look and perhaps snatch some of the food. Just as he thought he might achieve this goal he lost his balance, tumbling backwards. Rolling around on his back, his legs flailed in the air. |