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- Moose the Wild - 02-05-2009 Forest and caves near the manor +300 When Moose had left from the border and his time meeting Geneva and Savina, he began staking out his knowledge of the area. As footsore and weary as he was, he was determined to map the area from end to end, or at least until he found the caves Savina had mentioned. He wasn't willing to dive right into the pack dynamics, so he had decided to forgo the house full of pack members for the solitude of the forest and caves. His keen amber eyes scanned the horizon, taking note of the angle of the sun, the slope of the land, the wind in his fur. Moose smiled, his tongue lolling from his open maw, sharp canines flashing keenly in the light of day. His heart was overjoyed. Casting aside his worries for a moment, he playfully pranced around, yipping small barks of joy before composing himself once more. Amber eyes turned to the sky and he spoke. Sirce, 'tis jist whit yeh 'ad always dreamt o'. Yeh led meh 'ere, dinnae ye? She had to have lead him here. It was too perfect. The area reminded him of their home in the summertime when the wildflowers bloomed all around and the air smelled full of their glorious aroma. Granted, it was still covered in snow right now, but it just felt so right. So perfect. As the wind again ruffled his fur, he turned his nares and ears towards it, straining to extract every last information from it. Cardinals, chickadees, blackbirds chirruped and sang, startled and curious about his presence. The distinctive taste of snowshoe hare and chipmunks wafted to him through his nose. Larger game lingered near the edge of his senses, unwitting victims of his future hunts with his new pack. My pack. The thought comforted him. The day was wasting, and he was more tired than hungry. He would need to bed down soon. It was time to find a suitable cave. - Ehno Marino - 02-06-2009 [html]
-Steals thread- Hello! 300+ The past few weeks had been calm and quiet. Ehno had spent much of his time patrolling the pack borders and milling about the mansion. The ever present itch for exploration was on him again, inspired by the calm, but he kept his wanderings to the packlands, content to stay close to home for the time being. He had headed south west from Haven Manor that morning, deciding he wanted to take a look at the nearby caves. He had seen them a few times before, but he never took the time to explore them. He had spent the better part of the morning wandering throughout the caves, making mental notes about how each one connected to the others. He had been checking out some rather peculiar patterns on one of the cave walls when the relative quiet was disturbed, originating outside and swooping down into the caves. The barks bounced off the cave walls, echoing throughout the small system of caves and distorting a little to take on an almost higher pitch. Ehno paused, listening to the barks as they faded and silence took over again. He cocked his head to the side, curiously wondering if it were one of the pups were wandering about outside. He turned around and made his way outside to see just who it was. He poked his head out from the cave, glancing around the snow-blanketed scenery for any sign of the other wolf. Some distance away stood another wolf, one unfamiliar to the Italian boy. He had never seen this stranger around the mansion or packlands before and the winds were blowing in the wrong direction for him to catch the scent of the male to see if he really was another unknown packmate. But the stranger’s demeanor was calm and not out of place or suspicious, not the behavior of someone knowingly trespassing on their lands. Ever curious and friendly, Ehno stepped farther out of the caves in order to get a better look at this fellow and make himself more visible. “Hello there,” he called to the stranger, the usual smile pasted on his features. - Moose the Wild - 02-07-2009 Hi! Sorry it's short! The joy quickly turned to caution and back to relief. In a matter of moments, his regalings had ground to a halt as the scent of a male reached him immediately followed by a voice. The scent reached him again with the friendly tones in the voice and he regained himself again. Moose had been wandering too long. This male was with the pack, and eager to find out who he was. Moose stepped forward, into the wind to allow the other wolf to gain his scent easier. As he approached him, he ducked his head in greeting before responding. " 'ello. Ah'm Moose tha Walhd." That felt awkward. He would definately have to regain his lost social skills. Perhaps he should go ahead and move into the mansion and force himself to get better at it. Hell, Geneva and Savina had said they were one big family. - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 02-07-2009 [html]
[/html] - Moose the Wild - 02-07-2009 Moose had just spoken when a dark mass the size of a bear leapt from the cave nearest the strange wolf. He couldn't resist his instinct this time. The fur on his back raised and his hackles rose as a deep growl erupted from his throat. No sooner had the growl emerged than the giant of a figure settled beside the femme and he noticed it was a wolf, with a heavy scent of his own pack clinging to every piece of him. Such a huge male. I thought it was a bear or something else... not a wolf, especially not one of my own pack. Moose eyed him suspiciously, but immediately apologized and introduced himself. "Och, mah apologies. Ah dinnae thin' ye were a wol' fer a moment. Ah've been wan'erin' too long fer sumoon big'r than meh ta appear und na beh a threat." He lowered his head in respect and apologies. "Ah'm Moose, und Ah've na bin 'ere boot a shor' tahme, boot Ah plan ta beh 'ere for a lawng tahme yet." Moose couldn't believe he had been so quick to react. Stupid, stupid wolf. Great way to work on those social skills. It was too late now. He would just have to continue to work on not necessarilly dulling his reactions, just tweaking them. There were too many surprises in packs for him to react to vehemently every time a new comer appeared on the horizon. However, in his defense, this newcomer was huge... even compared to Moose's own stocky build. How was it possible for him to be so large? - Ehno Marino - 02-08-2009 [html]
300+ Ehno had seated himself at the cave mouth when the newcomer approached, moving to a place where the shifting winds could better carry his scent. He breathed in the scent lightly, confirming that the male was indeed a stranger, but the sight smell of Crimson Dreams mingling with him said that he wouldn’t be a stranger for too long. It appeared that he was a new member of the pack, and essentially, a new part of this big family. The Italian boy’s smile widened as the male introduced himself, speaking with an accent entirely unfamiliar to him. It was unlike his own accent or that of the locals, and Ehno was rather certain that he hadn’t heard anything like it during his travels either. Maybe this Moose had traveled far as well? The chocolate-hued male was about to offer his own introduction when something burst forth from a cave to his left. Immediately his amber gaze darted to the figure, recognizing it to be Jazper just as the familiar scent reached him. The large male was apparently in his secui form, towering over the both of them. Ehno’s own build wasn’t so large; he was smaller than both Jazz and Moose while in his lupus form. He grinned at Jazz’s entrance, nodding to him quickly in greeting. “Hey Jazz.” When the large sable male took a seat next to him, he noticed Moose’s apprehension. His surprise was understandable; it wasn’t everyday that a wolf as large as Jazz leapt out from caves to say hello. Jazz offered his own greeting and Ehno smiled when the new pack member seemed to ease up. He was glad to here that Moose had the intention to remain with them for some time. The Italian boy nodded at his words, motioning toward Jazper before speaking, “Ah, don’t mind Jazz. You’ll get used to him soon enough. He’s like a big softy, really.” The last comment was thrown teasingly at Jazz, all in good fun. He returned his attention to Moose, realizing that he hadn’t even introduced himself yet. . “I’m Ehno Marino. Glad to have you in the pack, Moose.” - Kansas Sadira - 02-08-2009 [html]
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[/html] - Moose the Wild - 02-15-2009 ooc: working on it.... The flurry of activity coupled with the commradery betwixt himself and the other males felt natural. Their joking nature and quick words reminded him of old times and his old self. Moose hadn't always been the quick to act and slow to speak fellow. Once he had been the practical joker; much like the dynamic Jazz played in the scene before him. He could get used to this bond. 'Tis nahce ta meet yeh all-Ehnoh, Jahzz, und Kans'. Und congrats ta yeh Jahzz... Moose winked broadly. Yeh should name one a'er meh. He was in high spirits today. If the pack was all like this, he would move into the house no problems. Assimilation could be worlds easier than he had dreamt. Their presence and his little joke wasn't the only reason he was was in a good mood; the news of pups was always happy to him. He and Sirce had tried so long and hard to get pregnant, only to lose them once they had succeeded. They both loved the youngsters, and his love of pups is what first drew Sirce to him as a potential mate. He had been playing with them, distracting them and himself after the loss of his mother, the alpha female. The entire pack (and Moose as well) had been devastated, and he chose to occupy their attention to show the pack that life continued. Sa Ehnoh... tha alpha's yer sis'? Why 'er o'er yeh? Ah dinnae knaow tha dynamics o' tha pack, boot, 'tis in'er'estin' noonthaless. - Ehno Marino - 02-19-2009 [html]
My turn, yes? WC:300+ It was a pleasant surprise when his brother-in-law came to join their growing little group. Ehno never really had the chance to spend much time with the cream colored male, so he was glad that Kansas happened to join them. He wanted to maybe get to now the man a little more himself, but he was certain he would find him to be good-natured and kind, for he knew Savina saw him that way. The Marino boy gave a nod to the Sadira in greeting, smiling kindly at him. “Good to see you, Kansas.” Ehno noticed the man lingered on the outskirts of their little gathering, but besides that, he did not sense the awkwardness that Kansas felt. Ehno laughed good-naturedly as Jazz threw a joke right back at him. He shrugged slightly at the tease, feeling a little embarrassed about his recent position in the ranks, but not showing it. “Yeah, yeah,” was his response, a grin on his features. And then Jazz informed them that he had some news, and Ehno’s ears perked up a bit in anticipation. As the news was delivered, he felt himself smile warmly. It looked like there would be more puppies roaming around Crimson Dreams in no time. “Wow, that’s great Jazz. Congrats.” Even with Naniko’s litter growing older it appeared that the pack would have its hands full keeping an eye on more young ones. He brought his attention back over to Moose as he was addressed, nodding in response to his first question. “Yep. Savina’s one of the leaders here. She worked her way up the ranks to get there, even back when this pack was known as Twilight Vale.” As for why she was higher ranked, he shrugged. “Her and our other leader, Naniko, have always worked hard for the sake of the pack. I’d say she deserves it more than me.” He laughed a little at that, ears pulling back in slight embarrassment. He was proud of his sister; she had worked hard and done so much for the pack. She definitely deserved the position. And honestly, he wasn’t ashamed at all to be beneath her in the ranks. Ehno wasn’t really Mr. Big-Strong-Leader-Male. Whatever position he held he was fine with, for as long as he could protect his pack mates, he was happy. - Kansas Sadira - 02-23-2009 [html]
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[/html] - Kailier - 03-02-2009 Kailier was walking around close by, enjoying the fresh air. Not like she didn't get enough fresh air, but when she had the scent of grass all around, it was even more pleasant. However, she did watch where she was going sometimes, as to not bump into anyone. With her mind at ease, she stopped to lie down in a patch of grass and took her interest in listening. The state of calmness that Kailier was in was that of someone who was sleeping, yet she stayed awake, intent on watching her surroundings. Kailier had just lied down, but she wanted to see if there were any friendly wolves around, and, sure enough, when she searched for a little bit, she found a few. Maybe she could make a friend or two here. Kailier was certain that she could make a friend if she could introduce herself to as many as she could. And so Kailier said "Hello everyone. My name is Kailier. I will also say that if one has no trust in themselves, they will not achieve great things that were meant to be achieved. Well, that's how i figured i'll always greet others. You may also introduce yourselves to me. You may keep mostly to yourself or take your time with a more formal greeting" She hoped she had greeted them good enough. Oh, and the questions that would arise! Which ones would she be able to answer? And just whom had she addressed? She didn't know, but she trusted that everyone was friendly. |