My gift is my song

Shiloh Dawnbringer · 01-05-2011, 01:04 PM

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'I mean really,' the young damsel mused to herself, stressing the final word. Did she have to be in her Lupus form? Shi was beginning to think Conor had gone nuts. Why did he expect her to shift back into her four-legged form.. so she could get dirty on all four paws instead of two? If Shiloh could walk without even touching the ground, she would. In fact, now that she thought about it, she'd try and invent a way to do just that, if not at least to cover her perfectly clean feet. The pristine female was in no mood to celebrate the way traditions followed. Shiloh knew about Hibernal. Even if she didn't have any family in Dahlia, if she had just come in fresh, she'd have known. But sharing the same roof under the alpha himself, he knew he was stressing the four-legged form towards mostly towards her. He knew, he knew well, that she wasn't going to do it.

Shiloh wasn't about to prove him wrong, either. If it wasn't hunting that she despised doing for its messy work, even though she had to, being on all fours again was not going to happen. Of course, it isn't to say the young Dawnbringer female didn't try - to hunt, that is. Of course, going against all traditions, Shiloh had awoken that morning and found a large, pointy stick to serve as a spear. One of her brother's knew how to fish well, and Shi almost wished she had asked Giddy to teach her. When she reached a small lake that same day as the celebration, the young female lost count of exactly how many times she disturbed those waters to get to its fishy inhabitants. In fact, after a while, the white and cream colored female was beginning to think the fish knew when the sharp stick would descend in the water, and mocked her by swimming casually away from the disturbance.

Needless to say, a lot of moping, huffing, and pouting ensued within the forest in Dahlia de Mai. At one point she even resorted to sticking her own head in and grabbing with her teeth, but came up with no success. Soaking wet, much to her dismay, Shiloh had to give up, threw the stick into the forest's depths, and returned sulking back to Wolfville. She didn't care if Conor would to demote her, though she had just been recognized as a Spaher, Shiloh would not show up to the celebration on all fours like some... dog.

When she returned, a lot of people had already gathered. A large pile of wood was stacked high, to be burned for the celebration, and where everyone's kills would be cooked. Her own stomach rumbled, the scents of other wolves, both belonging and foreign to the pack, coupled with the scent of bloodied, fresh kills. Shiloh grimaced some, simply assuming she had been the only one to arrive without anything to bring back. The young damsel knew her stomach would be complaining that evening, but somehow she knew her fellow pack mates wouldn't leave her starving.

As she drew closer and closer to the group, Shiloh straightened herself up. Her fur was still damp, but at least it wasn't dirty. Adjusting her hair the way she wanted it, she spied a flowery bush nearby and gingerly plucked a small white flower, tucking it behind her left cream hued ear. Clearing her throat, and not trying to seem flustered, she stepped from out of the shadows and into the fray, smiling genuinely at everyone present with her hands casually holding one another behind her back. She nodded to Conor respectively, her tail swishing back and forth as if the day had gone by without a hitch. Seeing a few others she did not recognize, the pristine female smiled in their directions, and was nearly knocked over by a pup running by.

She sat next to Saul, giving him a lick on the cheek in greeting. Shi waved to her other brother that was present as well, and wondered where the third musketeer was. Cerulean eyes beamed with some concern, however, as she looked back at Gideon. He looked like he was sulking as well, and she was a bit surprised to guess that he hadn't brought anything back. With a gentle hand on Saul's arm, as if trying to excuse herself, she got up and made her way over to her other brother in the corner. "Hey Giddy," she said gently, taking a careful seat next to him after brushing off some snow.

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