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- Catalyst de Sadira - 06-05-2009 [html] 400+ Catalyst was exhausted; physically, mentally, and perhaps even a little with her sanity. The death of Ril'o, the pack's former border patrol and seemingly guardian, had been taken so unfairly and cruelly by a dark and devious trespasser at the borders, one of which could seemingly only materialize in the depths of one's nightmares, suddenly came alive and breathing in reality. Not knowing the border patrol wolf's name as Ril'o, his image would be forever burned in mind as he roared out his final requests to her, and even then the ivory girl was struck by the icy grips of fear to not move a muscle and watch as his trachea was severed and crushed onto one another in a glorious spray of crimson. It had all seemed too unreal to her, the way his life poured from his wounds and into the jaws of his captor. Those dark, colorless eyes... Catalyst could see them in her mind, as if his eyes had traveled with her since that day. They were haunting, and would prove to be for awhile in the span of her twisting and turning slumber. It was almost to where Catalyst was about to turn four months; growing up fast and life ushered to her at a quicker rate than possible. The de Sadira had decided on coming out to Whisper Beach once again, seemingly enough to where this was a landmark for her that wasn't the most favorable of spots (seeing as how Conor completely ripped her down emotionally about the abandonment of her mother). Still, Catalyst felt as if the salty and carefree air of the coastal beach seemed to be a temporary relief to most of her sleepless nights following the grim events thereafter. Feeling that now familiar sink of sand beneath her paws, she let the granules do the work of tickling the tender skin betwixt her pads and paws, making the sensation give her a playful smirk upon her tiny maw, but it was soon to disappear once walking toward the shoreline proved to make the sensation repetitive and the nice feeling disappear. Once reaching the point to where her paws felt the moist sand transform into shallow water, Catalyst stood there and let her paws and ankles soak. The ocean was biting with its frigid waters, for a second making that seemingly sensation of very cold water begin to burn. It was refreshing and invigorating to the senses, however, as it temporarily woke up her exhausted spell. With her azure and steel hued eyes looking out into the endless ocean before the beach, the puppy simply reveled in the sight. It was a fairly sunny day, with the seagulls soaring in the skies and making evident caws. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-05-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 568 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-05-2009 [html] 400+ WotD: Abstemious Catalyst had remained quite abstemious in diet since the incident at the borders, and that surely wasn't a healthy sign at all for a puppy that was young as herself. For an individual this young, at this moment Catalyst felt a strange sensation of feeling weathered, old. The death of Ril'o really took the natural innocent spirit right from her, and who knew when it was to be revived, or who would be the one to bring it back upon her. The china doll female was getting lost in the sway and sounds of the ocean, letting her ears drift to each distinct sound and melody that rose from the beach and the ocean, until words cut through the tepid sounds. Flicking her ears immediately back, it was as if Catalyst was startled from her spell of gazing out into nothing (and which it could be clearly shown as she was, slightly jumping at the little voice). Snapping her head around to where she could see the individual who was the source of the voice and words, the anxious puppy was met with another that was quite like her, although she was bigger and looked a couple months older than her. Drifting back to the occasion with Alexey, she noted that there was only Conor and Emwe that were the only other puppies in the Dahlia ranks, and seeing that this puppy was not a boy puppy, Catalyst was instantly confused. Was she a trespasser, stranger? No, she clearly smelled of Dahlia. Letting the opposite pup's question reverberate in her mind, it was obvious that she did not look like a Conor or Emwe, but what struck her was Avarice. Released from her spell of self loathing and misery entirely, Catalyst instantly became suspicious of her. How did she know her sister? Who was this? Catalyst certainly didn't want to share the incident she had with Conor here not too long ago, and had yet to meet this Emwe that she spoke of. Now, fully twisted around, with her heart picking up crescendo in beats from getting scared initially by her voice, Catalyst did what she would usually do in a suspicious situation; answer a question with a qustion. "Who are you's?" She inquired right back, dual eyes studying the tawny girl closely, and then went on to add: "An' where you's know Avarice from?" Her voice stated her clear suspicion that she felt. Ever since the monster puppy eater with Avarice, Catalyst kept her sibling's names as mum as possible, not to mention giving away too much information to strangers she didn't know. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-06-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 414 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-08-2009 [html] Since my thread with Tokyo is going slower than expected, I'm just going to assume for this one that Catalyst -doesn't- know who Princess's mother is yet. 600+ It was amusing for the fact that Catalyst fit her name to a tee, even though the dual eyed girl thought of it to be strange and very not German like. The initial first impressions received were usually the base point of how her interaction would go for the duration of the encounter, and by the telling responses that were elicited from Princess, it was one that instantly began to slightly form as discourteous. Whether it was Catalyst's fault for starting it, she didn't care. The world felt as if it was tumbling upon her miniscule shoulders (but you could certainly blame her arrogance for doing so), so she didn't give a damn which way she might have interpreted her introduction (which was an interesting spectacle to see in a puppy that was her age and was so young; Catalyst was naturally just too haughty for her own good). Listening closely to her name and that of her mother's, Princess spoke as if both her and her mother were someone of importance around here. Maybe Catalyst would have thought of so, if in the event she actually heard about them from somewhere, but like Alexey notified her before, there were only Conor and Emwe at the time, so Princess struck even more suspicion about herself. To finally answer who she was, there was no hesitation on proudly stating her name and her affiliation. "Well i'm Catalyst de Sadira, an' Miss Cercelee jus' so happens t' be my guardian who I live with." Princess could easily overpower Catalyst in a second; there was several months difference in age, and Princess was certainly much closer to becoming an adult than she was, and yes, Princess did in fact have more authority than her. However, in Catalyst's mind, with all her arrogance and haughtiness, being directly related in some way to the Rosea of Dahlia made her think that she was definitely from a more important line. Cercelee was the top individual who ran and managed Dahlia, and Catalyst thought that if it was the honor of living with Miss Cercelee, then perhaps she and her siblings were some sort of high honor individuals as well. Listening as Princess carried forth, her own annoyance was budding forth, especially at the ending to where Princess didn't want to have anything to do with the three she mentioned if they were so rude as Catalyst had been. Catalyst couldn't help but wonder in the back of her mind just why Princess would want to know such information from the other puppies, but she wouldn't make it evident that that's what she was thinking. Snorting, the dual eyed puppy had her retaliation in words lined right up as soon as Princess fell silent and anxious for her reply. "You's can say that 'bout Conor." She then stated, not forgiving the boy for giving her a nicely put head butt to her center mass. The very recollection of that made her heated. "If I'm so rude then jus' go away then. Bad things 'ave happened, you don' even know th' half of it all." One could tell there was a longing sort of hurt behind her eyes that were trying to look annoyed, but the exhaustion had settled in as a permanent resident for the time being. Catalyst was certainly on edge as it was, and if the other puppy didn't want to have anything to do with her, it probably would be better if she just left then. She approached her in the first place anyway, Catalyst didn't even want any such company at the moment. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-08-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 574 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-08-2009 [html] 600+ It was then Princess asked that million dollar question, just to throw Catalyst back into a deeper pit of misery. Seemed like everyone wanted to know where her mother went, why she left, where she came from, and so forth. Catalyst wished so hard to be able to answer all of those things and put it to peace, but unfortunately, nobody seemed to have let her or her siblings in on why their mother left; not even their guardians remotely said anything at first. Well, Anka tried to hurt Catharsis at one point before all of this, giving her the designated permanent slash across one of her eyes. Catalyst didn’t think of that as the reason, but who knew, really. Giving a huff, there was really only one word to say to it all. “Gone." And unfortunately, that was all that could be said. There was that familiar feeling of envy felt for Princess, lucky to have her mother still around. And Catalyst loathed that feeling of envy; it drew her up the walls. Catalyst was then surprised to hear that Princess thought nothing of her shattered and sullen mood, and it only made her more heated, but typically when Catalyst got angry, she got angry, but this time couldn’t help to oddly feel how sadness was beginning to be more of the dominant mixed feeling than pure anger. Was it the fact that she was just too emotionally drained, or just gave it up entirely, for the fact that Princess didn’t understand what had happened to her? There was an irritable sigh blown from her snout. If only, if only Princess had been there at that moment. Catalyst was a little hesitant at first at spilling the whole scenario that happened the other day, but if it was matters to defend her side and possibly shed some light on the situation, then she would timidly go ahead to explain. ”I bet you’s ne’er seen anyone bleed from their neck b’fore. I bet you’s ne’er seen anyone talking for one minute, an’ then die in front of you’s th’ next. I bet you’s ne’er seen a monster with no eyes tha’ are black an’ jus’ watched you while they killed someone an' didn' even kill you…” For a second she went into short rambling, and had to stop herself for the reverie was beginning to get her all fussy. One would probably think a wolf with black colorless eyes wasn’t real, Catalyst probably wouldn’t even believe such a thing as if it was told to her, but it was truly real. The hysteria in her voice hinted that she wasn’t making any of this up, no matter how silly the black eyed monster might have sounded. He was out there, and he might come back at some point. The thought made her shudder right there. Hearing then as how Princess’s voice became a little gentler, hopefully she would understand. Seeing as how she was considerably older, maybe things could be talked about with her, and maybe she could understand certain things and know what Catalyst was going through. Maybe mutual grounds could truly be met somewhere with them. To answer her original question, since names were gotten out of the way, she might as well provide some information, since her voice suddenly got a lot nicer than in the beginning. ”She’s my sister.” Catalyst was referring to Avarice. ”Don’ know Emwe, but Conor… he’s… mean.” She said bitterly at the last events that took place with him. Back to Avarice, though. ”Why’s do you need to find her? Is… is it about the monster puppy eater?” That damn monster puppy eater was still stuck in her mind, Catalyst would never forgive for such an act of almost gobbling up Avarice. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-08-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - I need to role play with you more often when listening to this song. o-o; It's just coming out like crazy for me. 701 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-18-2009 [html]
Apologies for the wait, back from absence! What song are you referring to? WotD: Prescience 500+
If only an event such as what happened with the reuniting of Princess and Tokyo could happen with Catalyst, life would be great. The ivory girl would come to know with maturity and time that she wouldn't feel the same about that down the road, but for now, all she longed for was something of an indicator from her mother. The prescience in this case was all too predictable. Whether it was to just stop by and say hello again, just to know that her mother was indeed well. Catalyst was trying so hard to not be selfish about things, that probably her mother was off pursuing greater achievements for the sake of Catalyst and her siblings (after all, that's what Cwmfen told Catalyst; her mother had left them for the fact she was doing other things that needed to be done). Still, however, Catalyst didn't understand, and never would. Listening that Princess did have a similar experience like Catalyst, except that it was in the instance of three puppies instead of adults, Catalyst shuddered at the idea of seeing a puppy in the jaws of that black eyed demon. That would have been traumatizing, even more so than what happened to Ril'o. Thinking about it would only make the child more uneasy and on edge, so taking a very deep swallow, she pushed those poisonous thoughts from mind. However, what happened to the three puppies that Princess spoke of was just as unsettling. "Was... was it a... monster puppy eater that got'em?" Catalyst just had to ask that question, for in her world, monster puppy eaters really did seem like real life creatures that existed and preyed upon puppies like wolves preyed upon deer. At the inquiry of who it was exactly that perished before her eyes, Catalyst couldn't help but blink her weary eyes, at first afraid to mention the name of the deceased adult. "Ril'o." She stated, blatantly and a little empty. Never got a chance to say his name himself to me... As far as missing him, Catalyst shook her head indignantly. "N-No. I... didn' know him." Which was the worst part; how he was only a mere stranger, but at the same time, he did hold somewhat significance in his presence, whether he was a pack mate or border patrol. He was somebody, somebody that was now forever gone. Her tiny ivory brows furrowed at her comment made about her name. "M' name's not weird." She said justifiably, even though sometimes Catalyst did indeed think of her name as weird. If anything, Catalyst thought how it was weird for anyone to be named Princess, even when they didn't hold that classical title as one. Besides the fact of names, however, Catalyst went on to explain about Conor and his meanness. "I don' know. Somethin' 'bout losing his mommy too. He was upset tha' day... an'... he wasn' right to do wha' he did to me. Hit me right in th' chest with his head..." A deep exhale was given, feeling that sinking blow made to her chest like it was just yesterday. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-18-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - Honestly, I don't remember. . . XD But welcome back! 570 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-18-2009 [html]
Thanks. (: 500+
So if it wasn't a monster puppy eater, than what was it? Certainly more serious than any puppy hunter out there, at least from how Princess was making it sound. For once did Catalyst's interest be diverted to something else other than the miseries that were consuming her little life at this point; thin triangular ears perking forward, catching every genuine word that left the tawny juvenile's maw. Apparently it was serious enough to where Catalyst had to promise to not say a word about it ever again, and knowing Catalyst and how she certainly liked knowing in on secrets and other unknown things, eager nodded her promise. "Promise." She then said, blinking and straightening up upon herself, prepared to hear what Princess had to say about the fates of the three puppies. Listening acutely, Catalyst was surprised to hear that the incident regarding the three puppies revolved around Princess's mother. Instantly did her maw fall agape, shocked to hear that a mother would commit such a crime to her own puppies. Well, Catalyst then again wasn't a stranger to such an action. Her own mother nearly slashed the eye right out of her sister, Catharsis's, eye socket. Her mother didn't necessarily favor Catharsis as much as she did Catalyst (in which Catalyst would always use that fact to get the upper paw in things), but mother never went as far as what happened. Hearing that from Princess, that actually made a silent prayer of relief be whispered in Catalyst's mind. Thank the heavens that Anyanka was sane enough to know she was not suitable for her own children, and dropped them into the care of Cercelee before anything drastic such as what happened with Princess's siblings could happen. "Really?!" Was her excited response all of a sudden, but kept almost in a whisper as low as how Princess explained it. "But... but why? Did your mommy not like your brothers an' sisters?" Maybe it was for a similar reason that Anka tried to slash Catharsis's eye open, but who knew. At Princess's frantic pleading of not to say a word, Catalyst nodded tepidly. "I won'." Although such a terrible thing would be interesting to tell to her siblings, a promise was a promise. Coming back to Ril'o, unfortunately Catalyst didn't know much about him. "I don' know. I met him once by a house with a strange lookin' creature, it wasn' a wolf, but somethin' else... didn' really talk to him." It had been a damn hassle to keep bay of that hysteria coyote pup, and Catalyst was better not to remember that incident. She wished she could have known more about the late patrol wolf, however. Finding out that Princess had actually been referring to her brother, Catalyst kind of felt silly for making a mini fit about it, but brushed it off. She was surprised to hear once again yet another thing that couldn't be mentioned, this time her brother. It made her wonder why Princess's brother deserved punishment; it slightly confused her. "So wha's your brother's name then if it's so weird?" If it was really that weird, Catalyst was curious to know how weird a name could be. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-19-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 397 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-22-2009 [html]
700+ Princess’s story was certainly engaging, as Catalyst temporarily forgot about the misery that was her focus for nearly a couple of days now (well, it wasn’t entirely gone, but at least Princess’s story gave her something else to think about in the meanwhile, which was refreshing in itself). Catalyst thought of Princess and her brother very fortunate to have escaped when they did, for a second trying to put herself in Princess’s place at knowing the fact that her own mother was a murderer of her siblings. Catalyst simply wouldn’t know how to react or what to think about that if that happened to her. Catalyst had witnessed her mother, Anyanka, attempt to gouge out one of Catharsis’s eyes, but it didn’t seem as grueling as what happened to Princess’s deceased siblings. Inclining her head to the side in though, now that Princess’s mother was back, wasn’t she afraid that her mother might do the same to her now that they’re reunited. The ivory girl had nodded, understanding what Princess told her, but it bode her to ask that question that rose in her mind. ”Aren’t you’s… scared tha’ your mommy might try an’ hurt you’s this time?” It was an inquiry worth considering; however, Catalyst didn’t know the relationship between Princess’s mother and Princess, so maybe it wasn’t as so bad as it was previously with her siblings that were murdered. Still, putting herself in Princess’s place once again, Catalyst didn’t think she’d able to trust any relative if any of her siblings were picked off. Family blood and bonds were a big deal to Catalyst, and even in the smallest incident (taking Avarice almost eaten by the puppy eater), anything related to family was serious business to the dual eyed girl. Apparently Princess was afraid of her mother, and Catalyst simply wouldn’t blame her for what was told. To be living in fear out of a family member, even someone who was a guardian, that didn’t seem like the good life for any puppy. For a moment Catalyst actually felt a little bad for Princess, considering those very conditions she had to live with. Then again, it also taught Catalyst an important lesson in itself: basically everyone had some sort of problems, that there were considerably worse things that happened out there every day. Catalyst thought her mother’s abandonment was bad, but a mother who killed her own puppies? Yeah, that was pretty intense in itself. Catalyst had not had the opportunity to meet Princess’s mother (and would in a week’s time), but Catalyst would be sure to keep her guard up. It was all in her head to not fear anyone, whether it was pup or adult, but it was indeed correct that Princess’s mom did sound scary, and would have to remember that. At the mention of getting beat up at her brother’s name, Catalyst scoffed. Beat the guardian’s puppy up? Like said, Princess could easily do what she wanted with Catalyst due to her age and size, but granted that Catalyst could certainly put up a fight to the bitter end, but at the moment it simply wasn’t about fighting or anything of the such. Catalyst was too enthralled in Princess’s story to even care, and when she said his name was Buttface, it was too hard for Catalyst to keep a very wide grin forming on her tiny muzzle, a grin that had not showed on her china doll façade since the murder of Ril’o. Come on, how can a puppy not think of that as a funny, weird name?! But Catalyst tried to stifle a giggle, and also incline her head once again. Yeah, that was the weirdest name Catalyst heard for a puppy, but also unfortunate for Buttface’s situation. Poor Buttface. ”Tha’s… really weird an’ funny. So you’s think your brother is ‘round here in Dahlia now t’ follow you’s?” It would be too hard of a thing to not remember a name such as Buttface, but Catalyst had not seen any other pups around other than her own siblings and Conor. [/html] - Princess Chance - 06-25-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - Do we want to wrap this up relatively soon, maybe a few more posts? 422 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 06-29-2009 [html]
Sure thing. 500+
Princess spoke confident enough to where she didn't suspect her mother would be any real threat to her, given that none of this information told to Catalyst would be relayed in any sense. How could one be sure, though, that word wouldn't get out? Catalyst promised to keep her mouth shut about it, but what if there was another way of finding this out? It reminded Catalyst how she had been the favorite among her own siblings, and how herself and her sister Catharsis (which was basically her opposite and clone, in a strange sense) had been the two battling siblings ever since they were born. Catalyst knew already how much their mother adored her, and it was obvious that Anyanka made a strike to Catharsis's eye, showing that there was some resentment, regret, and other psychological similar problems with Catharsis. Catalyst knew what it felt like to be the favorite out of the bunch, and in a sense it was easy to relate to Princess right there. "Me too. Mommy didn' like my sister Catharsis, she has an "evil eye". To tell you's the truth..." Catalyst trailed off, lowering her own voice to a whisper as to not let any eavesdroppers listen in on them. "...my mommy was sorta th' same. She tried to slash Cath's eye out 'cause it reminded her of a family member she didn' like... she almost hurt Cath really bad." And the ivory girl dipped her muzzle in a sincere nod. It wasn't as bad as death, but close enough. It was a little along the same topic as being something that should be unspoken amongst strangers and outsiders, but at this point, seeing as how Anyanka wasn't to return anytime soon (or really at all), it didn't matter what secrets were to be let out or kept under wraps. So, Buttface was somewhere around 'Souls. Catalyst would have to keep her dual eyes peeled for such a sight (and a name) if she happened to come across it at anytime soon, though it might be unlikely at this time (due to the fact that after the death of Ril'o, Catalyst probably wouldn't be venturing toward the borders of Dahlia for another couple weeks, maybe even a month or so, in fear of the black eyed demon that lingered there). When Princess barked abruptly, seeing as how Catalyst did make an amusing pass at his name, well, she couldn't help it once again. "'m not goin' near those borders 'gain, not anytime soon, no way! But... I don' know... maybe i'll tell you sometime if I see him." Was really the only thing Catalyst could say or offer at this point, since putting her own paws in Princess's place for a second, Catalyst would appreciate it if someone else notified about the whereabouts of her own siblings if they were missing or perhaps near. [/html] - Princess Chance - 07-03-2009 [html] http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v463/ ... tablep.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; width:409px; border:1px #258BA4 solid; font-size: 10px;"> ooc - 501 words.
[/html] - Catalyst de Sadira - 07-20-2009 [html]
Shit, apologies for my delay on this. We can go ahead and end this here, with this being my last post. You're free to make one more post with Princess if you wish, or I can just archive it from here. Sorry, and thanks for threadding! 300
If there was one thing that the both of them had in common, it was indeed that both of them had very silly mothers who did silly, irrational things. There were some things within the world that were probably better off to be left unexplained, unspoken of. Catalyst would never find out the true reason why her own mother abandoned her and her siblings, and it would simply be something that would be geared toward acceptance with a bitter remorse for the past. Nothing could be done at this point, not for the both of them. Perhaps Princess's mother might have had a second chance on turning things around for the better, but as far as Catalyst, not a chance. Not ever again. "I don' know. Guess I don' even want to know sometimes too..." She trailed off, a light shrug accompaining her shoulders. Catalyst gave a simple nod of Princess's request, and that was it. Her current mindset was too wracked upon the way that her mother left her and the topics the two young females engaged in with their mothers to really have any input into anything else. Her mind was entering that horrible state of dismay, fogged with emotions and onslaught of memories that only made the reveries worse to think about. Catalyst could feel fresh tears prickling in the back of her dual hued eyes, and it signaled that it was time to go before she made a scene and their mutual grounds would be ruined by her outlandish emotions. "I've... i've got to go now. Bye." Her departure was quick and hurried, giving one final head nod before descending away to wallow in her self misery of pitiful thoughts about the past. [/html] |