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- Cercelee - 05-13-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... bottom.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> The dirt and grass tore up from beneath her paws and she dug frantically at the earth. The tulips and lilies, early bloomers of the season, had already been unearthed but Cercelee fancied that no one cared. No one in particular had taken up the big Wolfville home and the garden had been mostly over grown. Still flowers here and there sprung up, fighting for survival amongst the weeds, providing bountiful pockets of color in the overwhelming green garden. Now the corpses of such flower lay scattered here and there in Cercelee’s wake, a trail of dead foliage followed her. Conor and Emwe. Rip, tear, dig. Haku. Rip, tear, dig. Avarice and Catharsis. Rip, tear, dig. Firefly and Svara. Rip, rip, shred. Large and small holes dotted the once tranquil lawn and Cercelee surveyed her “work”. Shaking herself out she paused, as if to consider if the endeavor was worth continuing. Slay, Roulette, Catalyst, Palindrome… Rip, rip, rip. Her two front paws dug at the earth and every so often she dove at the lawn and came up with a mouthful of turf, shaking it furiously from side to side like a dead rabbit. The longer this continued the more light hearted she grew. At first it had been frantic, destructive and angry. Now it was still destructive but she bounced about the yard, tail waving, rather than tore through it. Now and then when she spotted a flower she nipped the head off of it, tossing it into the air by flinging back her head. Cercelee wasn’t aware of how she looked, covered in dirt and more black than white currently. Nor did she care. No one was around to see her anyway. - Zana Avaya Lykoi - 05-13-2009 The tiny young lady knew her way from Inferni to Phoenix Valley and back, but when she took the time to alter her trail and explore she pretty much ended up lost, and like many of her adventures before the miniature optime had no clue how she was going to get back to Ryan's den this time. She knew by the scent of this place she'd been here before, though it had been a day that she hadn't wanted to remember and had locked most of the tragic event from her mind. She had yet to tell Ryan or Gabriel about what had happened to her and how she'd come to shift into the more adult form. She wasn't proud of the fact that she'd been able to shift nor the fact that she was now stuck in the form, having no clue how to escape back to her more solid appearance. She'd been trapped in the strange body for over a month now but she was growing use to it. She'd even learned to climb trees and her short compact size made it so easy, as long as the branches weren't too high she could manage to scale the trees quite quickly. Today though she had kept to the ground, the small leather pouch around her neck, the weight of the items beating against her chest as she scurried from bush to bush, hiding from the strange sounds and frantic actions that were coming from the garden. She was trying to sneak across the open ground and to the last bush before she could escape to the world beyond the murky monster she'd glimpsed from between the clustered branches of her hideaway. She saw the beast turn away and knew it was her chance. Darting out into the open lands she tried as quickly as she could to scoot quickly into the last bit of cover but she didn't see one of the holes that the wolf had been digging and her little hindleg got caught in it, sending the awkward young girl sprawling out in the weeds. She let out a positively pathetic wail of fear as she tried to gather herself up again to flee before she could be caught but her paw had got caught under a stubborn root in the hole and as much as she tugged at it she couldn't free herself. Her eyes grew wide as she glanced towards the wolf that had been terrorizing the lands. - Colibri Haki - 05-14-2009 [html]
[/html] - Cercelee - 05-14-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... bottom.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Thud and wail. It was the noise that snapped Cercelee back into the real world and she turned to see a small figure, certainly not of Dahlian origin, sprawled out on the ground, apparently caught in one of Cercelee’s own holes. A wave of guilt flooded the female as she realized that was she was doing really was destructive and then it felt as if a stone dropped in her stomach. Colibri Haki was by the girl’s side and Cercelee slowly crept towards them. The girl, her cousins, her friend, noticed her and Cercelee smiled weakly. Coli, Coli, Coli. She had to fight the urge to attack the helpless lawn right at that moment. Not only would she look even more like a lunatic, it would really make the situation awkward. “I’m well, how are you?” Her body posture was normal, friendly, her voice warm and flowing… a stark contrast to her physical appearance of dirt and grass clinging to her coat, almost unrecognizable as the Rosea or as Cercelee. Navy eyes moved down to the figure at her feet, the little girl, shifted and sprawled and Cercelee smiled at her warmly too. “Do you need some help?” Coli would be of more use, having hands currently while Cercelee had only four paws, but she offered. Her eyes flitted back to Coli and internally she was at a lost. Anxious and awkward were only two of the words that could describe this meeting. They hadn’t much talked since Coli had come home, not since Cercelee had assaulted Haku for his sins against his daughter. She had never even told Coli that she had avenged her in such a manner. Perhaps it was because Cer needed to pretend what had happened between her Lilium and her best friend had never happened. Perhaps it was because she didn’t know how to deal with it. Avoidance was best and Cercelee would avoid the topic of why they weren’t speaking like they should as long as she could. Thankfully they had a nice little distraction. She turned to the girl who smelt heavily of Inferni and bowed her head. “I’m Cercelee, who might you be?” - Zana Avaya Lykoi - 05-16-2009 Zana had not expected to be bombarded with strangers but here she was and they seemed to appear from all around her. Her eyes grew wide as she heard someone say her name, wiping her head around she caught sight of Colibri and gave a cry as she reached out towards the lady who had visited her on the beach so long ago. "HELP!" She wailed, she was a little too old to be demanding to be picked up but she needed saved and Colibri was the one she knew, plus she didn't look crazy like the white wolf did. She stood there with her arms upraised as Colibri suddenly seemed to forget all about Zana and actually turned to talk to the monster who'd been setting all the Zana sized traps across the ground. She slowly dropped her arms down as tears came to her eyes, thinking that the stranger was going to eat her now and Colibri was going to let her. Sniffling to herself she watched as the wolf came closer towards her, her own hindleg still stuck wedged under the root as she was forced to stay. When the blue eyed stranger began to talk to her Zana leaned towards Colibri, trying to show the other woman that she didn't like her none to well at this moment as she gave another tug on her leg and finally sadly admitted. "Yeah.." She really didn't want to accept the help of the lady who'd trapped her in the first place but it looked like she had no choice of Colibri wasn't going to pick her up! She watched with distrust as the two spoke above her, the conversation required no words from her right now but she still wanted to make certain she wasn't missing out on anything, like if the crazy lady was about to make her into dinner or a delicate desert. She flicked her ears back as she eyed one and then the other, finally her thistle eyes moving back to the white woman as she graced her with a name. Wringing and worrying at her hands she spoke softly, still not wanting to really have to talk to the wolf. "I'm Zana.." she said before asking quickly. "You're not gonna eat me are you?" it was better to get the question out of the way really early in the conversation. She really was tired of all the stupid wolves trying to eat her. - Colibri Haki - 05-19-2009 [html]
[/html] - Cercelee - 06-01-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... bottom.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> “Of course I wouldn’t eat you Zana. No one in Dahlia eats other canines.” Cercelee was taken aback by the suggestion of cannibalism. The subject was taboo, a grave sin no matter what beliefs one might subscribe too, and why would this child have such an idea in her head? Even more concerning was Coli’s cool reaction to the girl’s inquiry and it struck Cercelee then that the two knew each other, perhaps even well. Navy eyes floated from one face to the other and the two year old wolf was suddenly very much reminded how far removed her and Coli were from one another. Their lives, which had once been so intermingled and connected, were now worlds apart. Always in her heart she had thought of Coli as her friend, best friend, and she had believed the girl would return to her. Cercelee had waited, waited, waited and while she waited she had lived her life. Dahlia de Mai had sprung up, Slay had entered her life and so many others had filled voids that Coli had left. Never once did she stop to think that while she was living her life, she was growing further apart from her friend. And now Coli was back and there was suddenly a gap that Cercelee didn’t know how to close. Once upon a time Cercelee would not have hesitated. All her worries and concerns, every tiny trouble Cercelee felt, would have come rushing out at the bidding of her friend. Now she regarded Coli and debated on how much to tell her. The troubles of Haku, the troubles caused by Haku, were a scary subject to unleash, and Coli would know that Cercelee was not the type to bend beneath the weight of silly matters. Coli didn’t know Slay, and didn’t really know the children either. Not like she should. What was there to say. “Nothing is wrong.” A deliberate, and obvious lie. Again her eyes floated to Zana and back to Coli and Cercelee settled herself down on her haunches, her tail wrapped nonchalantly about her feet. Speaking to Coli, as much as she wanted to, seemed strange and foreign to her. She wanted to know her friend again, but had no idea how to start. Titling her head to coyote child, she smiled softly, her voice curious and light. “How do you know Coli?” She looked back to her friend, her cousin, a stranger. - Zana Avaya Lykoi - 06-08-2009 Zana had no clue what in the world was going on between the two adults but she didn't think she cared for the mud smeared monster who had been destroying the beautiful world just moments ago. While she clung to Coli she whined and tried to hide her head as the chocolate and cream lady began to free her captured foot. She glanced fearfully at the white wolf as she sniffled. "I didn't wanna change, the monster made me.." Though the monster wasn't the same as the one who'd burned her tail they were all still monsters the same. When Colibri freed her foot and chided her for having such silly notions in her head about wolves eating coyotes she pulled on the lady's fur and shook her head, staring up at her in disbelieve as she squealed. "They do too! The big brown one with blue eyes tried to and the yellow eyed monster did as well!" She was beginning to shake thinking of the monsters of her past as she began to wring her hands around the little leather pouch as she nervously glanced over to Cercelee. "She still might eat me.." she whispered loudly. In almost no time the white lady had pushed away that idea as she tried to defend herself and the whole pack. Zana narrowed her eyes in doubt and tried to hide from the white wolf as she muttered. "How you knows, you're not everybody!" Really, she kept things from Ryan and let Ryan assume that she knew everything, it made perfect sense to her than others might do the exact same thing, but Zana's things she hid weren't horrible like trying to eat a poor little girl just for fun. Suddenly it seemed that the attention was all on her as the important lady seemed to decide that she wanted to know more about the child. Zana pushed herself away from Colibri and glance around, looking to see if there was a way to escape incase the one called Cercelee decided to keep her here. She picked at the piece of leather holding her pouch shut as she replied. "She showed me how to make the mean old birds go away. She found flowers and leaves and berries and showed me." she glanced back to Colibri, hoping that she wasn't getting the other in trouble as she spoke. - Colibri Haki - 06-09-2009 [html]
[/html] - Cercelee - 06-20-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v90/c ... bottom.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Cercelee watched as the girl recited the information, the big bad wolves that ate little girls. Cercelee shook her head, they weren’t of Dahlia origin, she was sure of it. Coli’s concern was not lost on Cercelee, she knew who the girl thought of: Haku. Even if Haku had scared Zana, or threatened her, he would not really eat the Inferni girl. Cercelee knew that. Haku was not so stupid as to cause conflict with Inferni, knowing that his own Rosea would hand him off to Gabriel. Zana questioned how she knew, and Cercelee looked at the little girl, and then to Coli. “Because if any of them did, I’d eat them myself.” Of course she wouldn’t really eat them. But if anyone from Dahlia ate another’s child, well it was unlikely they’d live to see another day and certainly not within the Dahlia borders. The words were as much for Colibri as they had been for Zana. Perhaps even more. It was nearly impossible to make Coli feel safe in the pack that harbored her father and own personal demon, but Cercelee had to try. She owed it to Haku as much as she did Coli, and it tore her apart, the two loyalties that conflicted so greatly. Cercelee smiled at Coli, glad that the conversation was off herself and the desecrated lawn. Hopefully it was away from Haku too, whose name had never actually been spoken. “Plants, eh? Coli didn’t tell me she was into plants.” Actually her and Coli hadn’t told each other much about the past year and a half that they had been apart, and they were still apart despite being right next to each other. “What kind of plants get rid of little birds Zana?” Or did she not want to know? - Zana Avaya Lykoi - 07-05-2009 Zana's little lip pouted out as he scowled, her eyes turning from Colibri to Cercelee as she tried to figure out what to believe. Finally when Cercelee spoke and stated that the wolves of her pack wouldn't eat her Zana looked back to Colibri and asked, "They won't eat me Colibri?" She wasn't certain if she should trust the white woman before her, she after all had destroyed the whole garden before them. She frowned as her lavender eyes turned back to Cercelee and she sat there silent for a moment studying the lady. When she turned the conversation onto the poisons and plants that Colibri had taught her about she turned her eyes from Colibri to Cercelee again and as Colibri gave a muttered reply about little things. Zana didn't want to get Colibri in trouble if she wasn't suppose to be teaching her about the plants but they were only plants.. what kind of trouble could they cause. She opened her mouth a moment then closed it before she shuffled and glanced down at her little hands. "She taught me about black oak.. it makes animals sick.." She had learned of other plants by trial and error with the animals around Inferni but she didn't think that the while woman needed to know that, instead she peered up at the lady and frowned, realizing that in a hazy memory she thought she knew her from somewhere. |