Nayru dragged the buck back towards her greenhouse in her Secui form. The kill wasn't her's, not exactly, but that she hadn’t actually brought down the deer didn't bother her as she thought it might have. The fairy child did not have to prove that she was capable of killing. She was. Nor did she had to show she could provide for the others. She could. The buck was rightfully her's and laboriously she dragged it from the very western border of Dahlia de Mai to the very eastern border, unsure of what she would do with a whole buck to herself. She hadn't quite felt like taking it to the Victorian home after her encounter with Aro's father, she felt as if she needed to be alone, and in her greenhouse she had never once been bothered. When she reached the stone wall that enclosed the veiled gardens where her home resided she realized that the buck wouldn't fit through the tiny hole that her and Gideon had created as children, which she still fit through in her lupus form. For a long time that had been the only means of entering veiled gardens, but as she had grown she found the door from the inside and opened it. However, from the outside it was covered in thick vines and even in the winter if one did not already know where to look they would never find it. Shifting easily back into optime, the two toned fairy stood on two feet once more, found the door and brought her kill into the gardens. Leaving the buck by the entrance she moved toward the green house, her tiny feet carrying her quickly, crimson gaze barely took in any of the garden, which was so secluded aside from Gideon she doubted anyone ever came to visit. The glass of her home shone in the midday sun and Nayru quickened her pace even more, pushing open the glass doors with eager hands. Once inside among the warm, moist air and her plethora of beloved plants she was suddenly was very weary and she thought nothing of laying in the hay bed she had made for herself and falling into a deep slumber. This was wholly unlike her, who never took naps during the day any longer, but she did not fight it. She merely slept and dreamt. And of course she dreamt of the white lady. When the dream had come and gone Nayru woke very abruptly, sitting up in her bed. It had been a long while since she thought of the white lady, and even when the ghost tried to contact her through dreams she had ignored her. Now the dream had been so vivid, so real… except that she couldn't remember any of it. Rubbing her eyes with slim fingers she blinked and then gasped. The deep navy eyes of the ghost twinkled at her from outside the green house. Nayru blinked and the specter was gone, but the girl knew it hadn't been a trick of her eyes. The woman had been standing there, shinning brilliantly against the winter sky which had once more grown dark. Breathing in deep Nayru slowed her pounding heart and searched for the woman once more, but she was gone as quickly as she had come. Closing her eyes Nayru thought then of the white lady. It had been she who had brought Nayru to Dahlia de Mai, who had left her there for Conor to find but who had never explained herself. Nayru hadn't told Conor that once she had seen the white lady again in waking, the day she had shifted. Nor did she tell him how her image plagued her dreams at times. It was easy to keep the white lady from him or from anyone else because Nayru was no longer sure if she were real or not. Certainly she had been at one point, for how else could she have brought Nayru to Dahlia de Mai, so many months ago? And thinking then she wondered if she had ever seen the white lady before then, but no she hadn't. She could only remember her mother, who looked much like the white lady but with lighter eyes and grey specks up her legs, and her two toned father and her sisters. And remembering them she realized, she was one year old today. One year had passed since her birth and Nayru sat for a long while musing over all that had happened to her. She had been born, she had been separated from her family and brought by a strange lady to a strange place that she now could not imagine living anywhere else. Conor and Bris had raised her, Gideon had befriended her, Saluce had instructed her and Larkspur had corrupted her. So many other faces came and went before her eyes and soon Nayru was weeping, although she wasn't sure why. Her body shook with sobs that made no sound and her eyes longed to spill tear, but the wholly human expression of grief was beyond her. And all at once her grief was over and Nayru felt nothing but peace. Rising from bed, Nayru moved to where she had set her belongings before shifting into her secui form and re-adorned herself. First the anklet that Bris has crafted so lovingly, and then the sheathed dagger that she strapped to her with the anklet. Lastly she put on the necklace that Gideon had given her and for a moment she fingered the charm, then let it fall away as she moved outside. The wood had been gathered long ago, on a day she had been bored with nothing to do, and the small fire she made did not take long. She moved to the door of the garden, which was so well hidden and pushed it open, leaving it gaping for all the Dahlians to discover. Throwing back her head she called out, as she never had in Dahlia de Mai before for she was always the one to answer howls, not sound them. 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Saluce is grumpy old man again! Saluce was out as always, patrolling and checking in on whomever he came across. Today he had broken the routine and was strolling along in his lupus form. It afforded him a lot of ease in travel, and with the cold he didn’t feel like lingering much in one place. Earlier he had picked up on some tracks inside dahlia that he could only guess belonged to one of his pupils. Paying it not much mind he continued along on his journey. Nose to the ground, ears standing up on his head as he went about his normal duties. Today would have been a good day, but he had been passed over again for promotion. Guessing only that this time it was due to his recent absence from the pack, if he let it, that wound could fester in him till he’d finally just leave the boy king by himself but a promise was a promise. Since the day he had returned he had harbored a bit of resentment toward him. The thoughts along brought a bit of anger toward him. Again he felt a surge of anger fill his soul, aching for him to release it. Aching for him to tread up to the source of these thoughts and rip his throat out. But the thoughts where short lived for now, his teacher’s voice ringing in his head echoing teachings he still had to learn to live by. But still the thoughts remained if not dormant. His demeanor changing as if on cue as he lashed out on a sapling next to him, evidence that the monster still remained, chained but it remained none the less. This was his cross to bear, his punishment, to struggle with his anger, and to struggle with trusting his leadership. Cold blue eyes looked upon the broken sapling, the half inch trunk snapped easily between his teeth. Some part of him wished for him to unleash that. But again his eyes closed and he worked to clear his mind, worked to center himself. As he was struggling with these facts his ears perked up rather quickly upon hearing Nayru’s chorus ring across the landscape. There wasn’t a sense of urgency to it but with her he never knew. His paws struck across the landscape with a thunder of power toward the pixies home. As he neared he smelled blood but was unable to define it and his pace quickened before her home was in view. As he slowed he smelled fire and his bristling form relaxed a bit as he circled around trying to discover why the call was given out. Slowly his massive form even in lupus form walked along until those blues discovered the door and found her scent much more evident in the room. Eyes looked around cautiously before settling on the women’s form by the fire. Now sure that she was okay his form relaxed as he approached, breathe was still labored from the unexpected run but his eyes looked curiously up at the female. She out ranked him now but at the moment it didn’t matter. If she chose to make a deal of it then well they would have to settle things the old fashioned way. “why the howl? I gather you are okay?” he questioned quietly, as he neared the fire. Some primal part of his form was slightly nervous around the fire. Something that always happened when he relapsed back down to all fours, letting his more primal nature take precedence over his more refined nature. .saluceforest b {font-weight:normal; color:#c1c87a; letter-spacing:.5px; } .saluceforest-ooc {font-style:italic; padding: 5px 30px 5px 30px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;color:#424928;text-align:center;} .saluceforest p {text-indent:25px; padding: 1px 10px 1px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluceforest{margin:0 auto; width:380px; background-color:#5b6340; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v368/ ... saluce.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:3px double#424928; padding: 300px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Lucida Sans Unicode, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#424928; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;word-spacing:.5px;} .saluceforest-divider {width:300px; border-bottom:1px dotted #9f9440; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html]
01-03-2011, 06:32 PM
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Happy birthday to Nay Nayyyy :] Also, that table is hard for me to read, Matt ^^; wc: 650
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01-03-2011, 10:08 PM
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01-04-2011, 06:26 PM
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The ill tempered warrior simply let his head rotate to the side in a questioning glance at her. Share a meal? This was a break in character for her he supposed. He hadn’t known her to be very social or to actually plan a get together. But then again he wasn’t the most social thing either so maybe it was a good thing. Nose sniffed at the sizzling meat before he finally sat down to her side. Content to at least visit for a few moments before bidding her good bye. Blue eyes then looked upon the presence of another and this time he gave the youth a questioning glance. By his appearance he gathered that Gideon had figure out how to shift back. That was good, he’d have to congratulate him on that. Since the hunt Saluce had wondered about him, he’d spent a lot of time raising his foster kids and he quietly wondered if it had spoiled a bit of his innocence. You where only a pup once and it was over all too quickly it seemed and he hoped for the young male’s sake that he’d be able to get out and have some fun while he could still get by with it. Then her voice came across his ears and he processed the words. It was her birthday, little Nayru was a year old it seemed. He glanced at Gideon and gave him a smirk before turning back to the fairy girl who had planned her own birthday party. “Happy birthday Nayru!” he replied cheerily, his spirits raising a bit. Maybe for just today he could let his own addled mind rest and enjoy their company. Do some healing to his spirit sort of thing. But he was usually out of his element when it came to happy occasions. So he would let the two young adults take the lead. .saluce-c03 b {font-weight:bold; color:#111e2f; letter-spacing:1px; } .saluce-c03 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .saluce-c03 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluce-c03 {margin:0px auto; width:295px; background-color:#5f83a5; background-image:url(http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g37 ... aluce1.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 400px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#ffffff; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
01-05-2011, 11:46 PM
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wc: 214 Oh no! It was her birthday? A feeling of guilt welled up in his chest; he hadn’t brought anything for her. He wanted to tell her to wait there and that he’d be right back so that he could head back to the house and get one of the gifts that he had been planning on giving her anyway, but didn’t want to leave her alone to eat her meal with only Saluce there for company. He liked Saluce and all, but he wanted to be there for her on her birthday as well. He would have to give her whatever present it was the next time he saw her to make up for it, he decided.
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01-08-2011, 07:14 PM
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01-10-2011, 10:41 PM
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It seemed as though Naryu and Saluce where almost kindred spirits because he wasn’t an idle conversation person. Only when he drank and he only did that very sparingly. So he was content to watch the two younger wolves have their merry exchange all the while he sat comfortably silent. He wanted to ask Gideon some questions hoping he’d be in good spirits to answer them in a friendly manner. Gift giving was a human tradition but he supposed her version of a birthday celebration sounded right. On their birthday they would hunt for others as a gift for their friends and a example of their rite of passage. Truthfully Nayru had surpassed his expectations and she didn’t need to prove anything else to him anymore. He grabbed a piece of flesh with his teeth and then back to his seat to eat, not feeling much like expelling the energy to shift into a more fitting form to eat cooked meat. His nose didn’t pick up much in the way of spices and he was happy to realize that. Spices only took away from the flavor of the meat itself. Her question made his ears perk up atop of his head, how old was he. It was a good question and he had to think about it. Finally he remembered his birth date and remembered that he had forgot it this year. He wasn’t as old as he felt, nor was he very much in reality their senior much anymore. As time would go on that gap wouldn’t be as big either. “I’m Three years old, Birthday is in November” he replied quietly to them both, still unable to really add much to their conversation. But he would try. “I see you figured out to shift back to four legs Gideon, Congratulations” he spoke in a manner slightly praising to him, knowing for a bit he had struggled with it. .saluce-c03 b {font-weight:bold; color:#111e2f; letter-spacing:1px; } .saluce-c03 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .saluce-c03 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluce-c03 {margin:0px auto; width:295px; background-color:#5f83a5; background-image:url(http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g37 ... aluce1.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 400px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#ffffff; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
01-17-2011, 12:44 AM
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01-17-2011, 03:46 PM
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01-19-2011, 08:46 PM
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Saluce watched Gideon’s reaction with slight interest, the young male was obviously embarrassed and it hadn’t struck him yet that there may be more developing between the two young wolves then just a regular friendship. But it really didn’t matter much, sometime later he’d have to make sure that the younger male knew he was proud of him none the less. Apparently he could fish from what he had heard from time to time and maybe sometime soon he’d have to go ask to learn. But the day they hunted together wasn’t an exercise to bring a deer down; it was an event for them to learn to work together. He took instruction well then, and Saul had preformed admirably as well, Layla had been the only wild tangent among them. So far he was satisfied and proud of the two brothers, they each had their own quirks and they would become good comrades as they grew up. “A lot can happen in a year. You were born, weren’t even able to open your eyes, you grew up, learned to shift, can now hunt on your own, all in a year Nayru” he said comically to the woman. It was true, they live a quick and fast life, better learn quick or you wouldn’t survive long. But he guessed further explanation should be warranted as he listened to her recount the events lately in her life. The question was asked and he was ready with an answer as well. “Saul has been working more and more on his own at my Shop. Someday soon I think I’ll task him with crafting his own sword. I haven’t seen him in a few days, since I returned but I think he’s been working on making his own Bow, which will lead to making a crossbow. As far as I go, I’ve been around, scoped out Inferni, and wandered a bit. Trying to work through my own problems”he left the other part blank, his failed marriage and his inner demons weren’t something to utter in this setting. Finally the dark grey male rested a little easier in his posture. “I can’t remember what I was doing on my first birthday. Probably getting into trouble with my former teacher or chasing women. Usually trouble and women went hand in hand thou” He said casually. They where old enough now for him to start speaking to them as he would someone around his age, they would probably find out soon enough that he was no angel. .saluce-c03 b {font-weight:bold; color:#111e2f; letter-spacing:1px; } .saluce-c03 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .saluce-c03 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluce-c03 {margin:0px auto; width:295px; background-color:#5f83a5; background-image:url(http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g37 ... aluce1.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 400px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#ffffff; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
01-20-2011, 10:32 PM
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01-23-2011, 01:40 PM
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01-25-2011, 09:29 PM
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He only chuckled softly, at the conversation. All valid points but he found talking with Gideon hard, it seemed as if some wall had been put up between the two males and he had an idea what it was and there was really nothing he could do about it. What was done was done and he had no intention of bringing that issue up here. “I know the basics, Bow’s weren’t something I trained with often. I may take it up though, and your welcome to come learn with me. I gave Saul the task to let him learn on his own, as you know, I don’t idly give someone something to do or give them a question that isn’t a test” he answered her question with a soft chuckle returning to his lips. This was one of the first times he’d talked with Nayru on somewhat equal terms without the worry of Superior and Submissive, Teacher and Student. It was nice for a change to not have to keep up some sort of social hierarchy. His frame suddenly moved back up onto all fours to stretch his limps out, his eyes looked over at Gideon for a moment trying to figure what he might be thinking, before sitting back down to look over the hostess for the evening. Nayru was his proudest achievement in some respects, what he wasn’t she was. Where he was brash and loud she was quiet and unassuming, whatever poor soul ever eventually pissed her off would do well to escape with their lives. Saluce knew the reasoning behind visiting the new packs, especially the new one. He hadn’t had a chance to assess them yet but soon he’d drag his grumpy ass down there and see what they were about. .saluce-c03 b {font-weight:bold; color:#111e2f; letter-spacing:1px; } .saluce-c03 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .saluce-c03 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluce-c03 {margin:0px auto; width:295px; background-color:#5f83a5; background-image:url(http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g37 ... aluce1.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 400px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#ffffff; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
01-26-2011, 01:55 AM
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fail post He took both of their answers In stride. He’d probably do his own investigating but he’d take Nayru’s word on the close packs proximity to their own. For a brief moment he sat quietly looking at the fire, blues glinting in the reflected light before his body seemed to have a fit from sitting so long without a movement. The great dark gray male let out a yawn of contentment, before finding another piece of food and eating it without much thought of politeness. There was more than enough meat for the three of them to share, so he didn’t ponder much on if he looked like a hoarder or not. Eyes looked to the others wondering if they would continue to eat as well, it didn’t look as if anyone else would be joining them tonight. His eyes looked over at Gideon and a question was asked “How are your adopted children doing Gideon?” he had never once asked the male about them and it seemed like a friendly enough atmosphere that such a question could be asked. Plus he was genuinely interested at least in the affairs of Sauls brother. Nayru would certainly know a great deal more about them he gathered. .saluce-c03 b {font-weight:bold; color:#111e2f; letter-spacing:1px; } .saluce-c03 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .saluce-c03 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .saluce-c03 {margin:0px auto; width:295px; background-color:#5f83a5; background-image:url(http://i1098.photobucket.com/albums/g37 ... aluce1.gif); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 400px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#ffffff; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html]
02-02-2011, 04:56 PM
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End soon? :3
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