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Here you go Kris. SSWM: 502
Melee had been out of the pack lands before, but only in two of the three general directions. She had been to the west which had led her towards Crimson Dreams and to meet her current crush Oak. She couldn’t wait until she would be able to see him again. Then she had ventured out towards the east when she was saved from injury by Scorpius. Both of he male pups were such great friends and the pup was so happy that she was making so many outside of the Dahlia de Mai pack lands. She was sure this would help her out when she was older and would be heading out more to meet her friends more. She wanted to make sure that she had friends she could see outside of the pack lands so it didn’t seem like she was bound to this land by her relations. The one direction she hadn’t gone yet was to the south towards the city of Halifax. She was eager to see what new lands were out that way. The brown pup wondered if there was anyone out there who would become her friend. She was having so much luck so far that she figured every time she had left the pack lands, she was making a new friend.
Melee, as was common for her, was playing around in the snow for a while before she decided that she was ready to leave and head outside of the borders once more. With all the times she was leaving, she wondered why Gideon wasn’t realizing she was leaving the first place. She hoped that he wouldn’t be mad at her for doing this anyways. She past the borders and began to head south. She wouldn’t have to go far before she raised her head into the air and began to sniff around. She was picking up on an odd scent and she had no idea what it was. The brown pup was actually on the borders of Phoenix Valley, but she had no idea the pack was even here. She continued to wander around the borders, just sniffing around and trying to find the source. She eventually decided to cross the border and sniff around the edge of the inside of the territory. She knew better than to trespass, but she was unaware of the pack even being here. After a while she raised her head up and began to try and head back the way she came. She didn’t want to get lost and she wanted to make sure that she wasn’t anywhere that she wasn’t supposed to be. For the most part, the girl remained along the inside part of the northern borders and would wagged her tail as she explored. Her ears were up as was her tail. She was filled with excitement as she looked around and climbed on some nearby rocks. She looked around at the new sights and smiled. Everything looked so beautiful with the snow on the ground.
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[html] weeee SSWM: 405
Pripyat had gone to Cour des Miracles, and had discovered that the pack was rather close. Just on the other side of Halifax, which the boy had now explored to his heart's content. He was returning from his trip out that way and back to Phoenix Valley. The desire to wander was strong in him, but once he exercised his ability to wander, there was no doubt about his wish to return home. Even if he did not always want to sleep in the ranch, he didn’t want to sleep outside of Phoenix Valley. He didn't want to be further than he could hear Jefferson or Geneva call him if they needed or wanted something. He would always come back, but he would leave again. Come and go. They had come to accept them in the past few days, and peace had replaced the anxiety that had been gnawing at him none too long ago.
Even Jefferson's other children didn't both him so much, and Geneva's daughter too could be forgotten more easily if only he spent a little time outside the pack lands. A day would come when they didn’t bother him at all, but for now the best he could do was escape a little while. It was this he thought on, his half siblings (dead and alive) as he crossed back over into his home land. He was trying to shake them from his head when he smelled the girl's scent along the northern border. Gratefully she smelled of a pack outside the Valley, and it was this that finally pushed the images of the others out from his head. Having shifted back to his lupus state, his four legs quickly followed the trail and soon he was confronted with the sight of a child younger than himself.
Confused he approached, a slight fear creeping up. Who was she? Was she in trouble? Were children that young suppose to be traveling alone? Pripyat never had. He was over seven months now and only recently started venturing out. How old was this child? Four, maybe five months? Yet at so young an age maturity gaps were larger, for pups grew at alarming rates the three or so months between Pripyat and the stranger were obvious and glaring. Yet he was not awkward when he approached her, only curious and kind, his vivid blue eyes questioning. "Hey there, who are you? Are you lost?"
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sorry for the wait. SSWM: 414
Melee continued to play around in the snow, sniffing around for anything. She was still a pup so she wasn’t the best at sniffing things out, thought she knew the way back home. Seeing as it wasn’t snowing during the day, she would be able to follow her foot prints in the snow all the way back to her home borders. She was so happy just to be able to feel free and have some fun outside of Dahlia de Mai, even if there was a chance that she was going to get caught and maybe get in trouble. The one thing she did not hope would happen was that she could be playing around in the snow and one of the pack members to the one nearby was mean to her and tried to chase her away. She was just a little pup and she was sure that she would be showered with kindness from the other packs, except for maybe Scorpius’ pack. The girl was scared of his mother and did not think it would be a good idea to go back there until she was older. Perhaps maybe then she would be able to play with Scorpius as well as maybe learn to make up with his mother so she would not be able to get upset at her anymore.
Melee looked around and then heard something coming towards her. She could see that it was a young male coming towards her. He was gray with deep blue eyes. Perhaps he would become another friend she could come and play with when she went outside of the borders. She smiled as he asked who she was. She turned back the way she came and pointed with her paw. ”I’m from Dahlia de Mai. My name is Melee Soul. What’s your name?” The pup wagged her tail happily as the male continued to ask what she was doing here. She thought for a moment and then rolled around in the snow, wondering if he wanted to join her in her play. ”I was just exploring and I came here. Where am I anyways?” She looked around but still had no idea where she was and was sure that the male would be able to tell her where she was. She continued to wag her tail and smile, though she did pull herself up out of the snow. It was growing colder so she sat up to try and warm herself back up.
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The younger pup seemed almost oblivious of her surroundings, sniffing about seemingly uncaring of any potential company until Pripyat was nearly right atop of her, stopping close enough so that if she were to bolt his longer legs could easily overtake the child. The girlish creature grinned up at him, and Pripyat was both pleased to find she wasn't afraid in any manner but also distantly concerned. Shouldn't a child by herself be at least a little weary of strangers? Yet as the ashened boy meant no harm and had no reason to pretend he did, he simply returned the friendless ten-fold, his smile widening. Amused as she began to speak, he wondered how a pup from Dahlia de Mai could travel so far on her own, especially considering the paw he witnessed on her. It reminded him of his father for some reason. Yet his happy amusement abandoned him when the girl spoke her name. Melee Soul.
Soul? Really? Soul? How many relatives could he possibly have to have so many chances encounters with them recently? It was growing wearisome and worrisome, but most of all confusing. Shouldn't Pripyat have had some knowledge of them prior to this? Should he ask Jefferson, would the man be able to tell him the end stream of questions he would ultimately come up with? who lived where and for how long and how many of them were there and did they have children and who liked who and why was that coyote woman so awful? Part of Pripyat preferred not to ask, even if Jefferson by some miracle knew all of the answers. Yet if so many felt it important enough to tag an individual with a family name, didn't that mean something? Didn’t that mean they had perhaps some reason to be able to identify each other? Was it just habit or something more? Why had Jefferson decided to title him Soul?
Before he could answer her naive question the little girl went on answering his own questions. Just out exploring. Yeah, he did that too, though never so young, the boy thought with some sort of jealousy. It seemed although she was not quite lost, little Melee Soul didn't quite know where she was either. A small tinge of amusement returned and to this question he replied first. "You are in Phoenix Valley," and then he breathed in, his ocean eyes watching the small face closely for any flicker of emotion or understanding just in case it did mean something and the little girl realized that even though Pripyat still hadn't decided if it did… "and I am Pripyat Soul."
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SSWM: 404
Melee wondered why the male suddenly went so quiet. She looked around and did not see anyone coming towards them so she was sure it was not for that reason. Was it perhaps something that she said? All she did was tell him her name and what she was doing here. She wondered if there was something wrong with her name or the fact that she was exploring outside of Dahlia de Mai. Perhaps it was because she was so young and she was already outside of the pack lands. She could not help it if she could not find anyone to play with in the pack. She wanted to have some friends to play with when she got bored, but the only ones she made friends with were outside of her pack. She knew that she was still young, but she wanted to continue to see her friends for as long as she could. The pup did wonder though if it was her name that threw the male off. She had no idea who he was so how would he be able to know who she was. Perhaps there was the possibility that he knew her mother. She wagged her tail in excitement as she waited to hear what he was thinking about.
Melee smiled as the male pup explained that she was in the pack known as Phoenix Valley. She was so glad to finally know where she was. Perhaps now when she went back home, she could tell Gideon where she went all by herself. Maybe he would be proud of her for making it so far on her own. Then again, there was also the idea that he might get mad at her for going so far away without an adult. Perhaps it was nest not to tell him in the long run. The pup looked back to the young male as he introduced himself as Pripyat Soul. She could not believe it. There was someone else in the area that had the same name as her. She wondered if they were related in some way. She wagged her tail more and bounced around in her excitement. ”That’s so cool! We have the same name! I didn’t know there wewe othews like me!” This turned out to be a great idea. She was so happy she was able to run into Pripyat. The day could only get better now right?
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The excitement and joy that swelled in the young girl at the recognition of their family name caused much of Pripyat’s doubt and anxiety to wash away. So weary was he of most family matters that he couldn’t help but hold carrying some sort of pessimism with him, even when he swore up and down that he would only look on the sunny side of matters. His family, his family, he loved without reserve. But that was truly limited to Jefferson, Geneva and Addison. The others that came and went and introduced themselves as if they belonged, one had to be doubtful of them. Jefferson, Geneva and Addison were stable, secure. They weren’t coming and going like the others. They weren’t a mystery. They were never cruel or caustic like the woman from Inferni. Or strange and slightly scary like Miriette, but only after Jefferson had warned Pripyat against his own sister. Yet little Melee seemed like neither, she was just a child, and she couldn’t help it what her own name was.
"Yes. We do have the same name. We must have some family in common, aye?" His voice was ever warm and friendly, but he didn’t quite know what to do with this discovery. And maybe it didn’t matter. Maybe he wasn’t supposed to do anything. Yet there were questions that had surged up from the darker parts of his mind, triggered by the familiarity of his own name, and he couldn’t quite keep himself from asking them. "Who are you parents? Maybe they know my father, Jefferson Soul." Maybe, or maybe not. Who really cared and what did it matter?
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WC: 314
Melee was so happy to know that this male pup was a part of her family. She wondered why he lived here though instead of in Dahlia de Mai where her other family members lived. Perhaps when they were both older he would come to see her in Dahlia de Mai and maybe stay there. She smiled as he excitement seemed to be endless. She was so happy and could not wait to tell her father about the find. Perhaps even then he would want to meet with Pripyat.
Melee paused as she thought about her father and the name of the male pup’s father. She had never heard his name before and her father never mentioned it. She wondered if they were long lost brothers or something. She looked back to Pripyat and smiled. ”My daddy’s name is Gideon Stowmbwingew. I don’t know who my mommy is.” She had never known her mother. From what she could remember, she had lived in Dahlia de Mai all her life with her brother and father. She wondered if maybe her cousin knew anything about her mother. ”Do you know who my mommy is?” She really hoped that this pup could help her to figure out who her mother was. If she was still in the area then maybe she could go and visit her some day when she was a bit older. She knew she was already pushing the limit on leaving the pack lands anyway. The girl turned her attention back to her new family member as she waited for him to answer. While she waited, she tried to imagine what her mother looked like. Since Gideon was a straight black wolf, she knew her mother had to look like her and her brother. She must have such pretty eyes like she did. The pup closed her eyes and pictured a very pretty wolf.
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The name the girl provided for Pripyat rang no bells, and he simply let it slip away into the large pot of names he would vaguely remember if he was ever to meet this man face to face. It wasn't the unfamiliar name that jarred the young boy, but the words the young girl spoke next. She didn't know who her mother was? Wasn't paternal uncertainty the issue in most matings, rather than that of maternal uncertainly. A mother always knew who her children were. Which meant Melee's mother either left her in one way or another a very young age. Before the child could start forming memories. Pripyat remembered his earliest memories. Warm sunshine on cool sands and his mother was right there. There were no questions whose womb he sprang from.
Shaking his head, he wasn't even sure how to answer her inquiry. Why did she think he might know any better than she? "I'm sorry. I don't." It was that simple. He couldn't help her out; he only knew his own family. The immediate family that called Phoenix Valley home. The others were just shadows and ghosts that lurked outside the pack lands, outside his comfort zone, and he interacted with them only by chance. "Why don't you ask your father?" Surely the man would know, and if he didn't, well Pripyat felt that perhaps he had stepped into a mess he didn't quite understand. Perhaps his own family circumstances weren't any more muddled than anyone else's.
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