SIPPIN'on some'SUNSHINE.

Twila Rinocco · 01-13-2011, 03:53 AM

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private for Tala. Lowspeech ftw!

Day two started early again for the Rinocco wolf. Too nervous to actually sleep, Twila had spent the whole first night within the packlands questioning whether or not she was a burden on her new pack. She felt ill-adjusted and a bit uncomfortable. She felt as if she had to be ready at a moments notice, as if the leaders would come storming into her place of establishment demanding her to save a puppy from being eaten by a demonic wolf that "walked on two legs". But then again, Geneva walked on two legs as well. And so did her son, apparently. So "luperci" as Geneva had christened the species as being, wasn't the scary frightening thing that the image in her head had conjured it as being.

However, pacing nervously around the cabin that was introduced to her by the Savant, she couldn't help but feel a bit anxious about being a Loas in a pack she knew close to nothing about. It only took about an hour of this pacing after about four hours of sleep which took place after another four hours of pacing before Twila decided that it was a bit inane for her to be cooped up within her new den. Stretching out her knotted muscles, she ventured gingerly out of the cabin to enter the world around her.

The sky was still dark, but the birds still chirruped their merry song as if it was daytime, indicating the approaching dawn. A soft rustle of fur and snow left a soft smile on Twila's muzzle and the knowledge that the animal world still functioned even though her brain refused to. She loved other animals, feeling a sense of mansuetude in their nature. There was always a queer balance between the food chained animals, but being able to form a certain mutual relationship between herself and another creature without any sort of backlash. She walked warily amongst the sloping hills of Phoenix Valley, watching as birds fluttered and small groundling prey flounced.

She stopped at a small stream, looking up amongst the dawning sky as a small songbird joined her on a nearby branch. Dipping her head towards the fragile creature, she gave an impish grin. Much to her surprise, the bird mirrored the wolf's actions, tweeting a soft but curious greeting. Peering up directly at her new company, she spoke to it in what she would learn to be as lowspeech, asking if it might bring her a pretty thing to lift her spirits. Cocking it's head from one side to the next, it seemed to calculate the grunts and growls that emitted from Twila's mouth before fluttering off into the distance.

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Tala Djose · 01-15-2011, 04:50 PM

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OOC here!

Considering the time of year it was, what the past while had been like, felt like and looked like.... today was rather forgiving. The wind was calm and the sun was out but not heating. Though everything seemed to glow as the light reflected off of snow and ice. It light up the Valley like it was on display to the heavens. For mid January in Nova Scotia, today was quite pleasant. It had been such a wonderful surprise for the dappled femme to wake up to that she had a smile seemingly glued to her maw. Her whole body seemed to flutter over the snow she normally hated. Nothing seemed like it could falter today in the mind of the Djose girl.

The grey wolf girl had decided to take just a casual walk, not patrol the borders like she would have around this time. That could wait until later for once. She wanted to enjoy this day to it's full potential, it was a gift she was not going to give up so easily. The cabin's heat did not seem to abandon her as quickly as it would on any other day. Though it was still cold.it did not feel cold to her. The thick fur she sported did tend to help, winter coat atop of it. It was her paws that often got cold, they seemed to be her weakness against the season. Today was no different, but she didn't think about it, she didn't care today.

There was an unknown scent in the air, feminine but of a body she did not recognize. Her fur did not smell of Phoenix, so she assumed she was new. Her ears perked slightly as she padded closer to the source. What she found was unexpected. Was that a wolf, talking to a bird? Her eyes said yes, but her mind said know. Her head turned to the side in a confused expression, mouth agape slightly as if debating on the words. It was not long after the bird fluttered off that she blinked herself to reality and straightened out.

"Excuse me, beg my pardon for asking such a thing, but were you just using lowspeech?" Her words came out smoothly, in her feminine rasp she was so used to. Lowspeech was always something she was so intrigued by, bein able to communicate with other species, like birds. It was an amazing ability. Tala cleared her throat slightly as she realized her wrongings. "I'm sorry, my name is Tala Djose, Locum to this pack. May I ask who you are?" It was after all, her job to know who everyone was.

The fae was in her Lupus form, and sitting down on her haunches was no issue in this form, sitting in Optime form was more dangerous around someone you did not know. Though this girl did not look to be a threat, that did not mean you should assume. When people assume is when people get hurt, she had learned this the hard way along her travels as a wanderer.

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