journey's end, or merely beginning

[Eztli]

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OOC Name: Jassy
Character Name: Eztli Etalpali
Character Age: One year, seven months
Regular wolf or a Luperci: Luperci
Species: 25% Mexican Wolf | 75% Eastern Timber Wolf
Gender: Female
Desired Profession Path: Medicine
A secondary form of contact: AIM = ScarletWolfsong
Currently played characters: Bris Stormbringer
How you found 'Souls: Durrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr it was hiding under my bed!
Initial post:


The sun was setting, painting the western horizon a brilliant shade of fiery orange kissed by a growing touch of pink and purple. It brought out the coppery highlights in the female luperci's obsidian coat, warming her back as she stood in silence just outside the chainlink fence that extended endlessly to her left and right. Gold and silver jewelry adorning the werewolf's body and dangling from her spear glittered in the fading daylight, tossing little flecks of sunshine all around the woman. Eztli's people possessed a deep love for the precious gems and metals of the earth, and the young outcast was no exception. Every little piece of jewelry she wore was designed and crafted by her, and so each was a little part of who she was. It was a hobby the young woman had entertained since her childhood, and the past year spent in solitude had honed that skill to a fine art. Someday, perhaps she could finally put her hobby to good use and make such little trinkets for others. Perhaps someday she would find a family again.


The fence that stood before the woman had perplexed her, at first. Eztli had wandered these lands for weeks, careful not to disturb any borderlines or pack territories, exploring as much as she could about the numerous wolves who called these lands home. There seemed to be about five packs established in the large territory, sharing its resources as her birth pack had shared the ancient stone city with others. This territory was far larger than the old city had been, however, and the freedom and individuality sharing such a large space entailed was promising to the young exile. She longed for the companionship and family bonds belonging to a pack brought with it, but at the same time after a year of solitude the woman had come to value her own space. Territory this large would mean plenty of chances to escape to oneself for a time.


Eztli would have liked to say that she'd taken her time in deciding to try gaining acceptance into a pack, but it was a falsehood. However, after the sudden decision to try had been made, there had been one group of wolves that had stuck out in her mind as being the most familiar way of life she could find. The pack within the chainlink fence was still far different than the large culture that had claimed the ruined city for their own, but there were enough similarities that Eztli felt it would be her best chance at fitting in. Now the dark girl stood near the break in the metal boundary, and she took one last deep breath before making her decision a final one. With the sun setting behind her, the bejeweled exile dropped elegantly to her knees, placing her spear before her on the ground. It was a sign of yielding among her people, an effort to show she was of no threat to whoever would find her. Patiently the young woman bowed her head, closing her eyes to listen to the music of the falling twilight as she waited for some sign that she'd been noticed. Howling to be acknowledged had been a grievous act of rudeness amongst the people of her city, and she assumed it would be the same anywhere. Eztli could only stick to what she knew, and hope she was not wrong.

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EDIT: Copied and pasted the wrong joining form in my excitement, added the AW fields. =X Oops.