Blood Brothers Under The Sun
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Points: WC: 1000+ 10
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Character Name: León Austral & Analise Austral
Character Birthdate: 9th Feb 2009
Character Gender: Male
Character Species:
50% Canis lupus signatus
50% Canis lupus lupus
Regular Wolf or Luperci: Luperci
Desired Profession Path, if any: Animal Care
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Currently played characters: Jace Wolfe, Makhesthai Lykoi
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Lets get this party started aye?


The sound of horse hooves was a calming and soothing noise, a comforting Clip Clop upon the ground. The scent of hay and beast sweat as well was a well known and loved one, the gentle sway from side to side as the peaceful Clydesdale plodding along on her way, slowly but surely. León did not even have to keep hold of the reins as his reliable mount picked her way through the underbrush and foliage, her black coat shimmering deep blue in the low light. Every now and again Faith lowered her head to nibble at the newly shooting grass or raised it to pluck at the fresh green leaves. The various travel packs and bags that were tied to the mare jingled and clanked merrily with the motion.


They were close to their destination now, he could feel it in his bones. His white eyes scoured the landscape in front of him, searching for a sign of what he was looking for. A soft moo came from behind him and he turned to the Blonde Galician cow that he had brought along with him as a gift for the tribe. She was a kindly woman, much like his Faith, still young with many long years of breeding ahead of her, should a suitable bull partner be found. He clicked his tongue and the Señorita looked up at him with her soft chocolate brown eyes with another quiet moo, she tossed her horns good naturedly. Señorita was tied by a single line to the network of rope that held the entire pack and bag combo together in the event of an attack there would be nothing to stop her from simply pulling free but he had seen this girl stand her ground against wolves and defend herself he had confidence she would not flee.


Nestled within a saddle pack modified for exactly that purpose, his five month old daughter slept blissfully unaware of the world around her. He looked down at her soft brown upper coloring and his heart swelled with pride, Analise was both his beautiful joy and his harrowing sadness for it had been bringing her into the world that his mate had lost the fight for her life, sacrificing her own strength so that her daughter might survive. His ears dropped as his heart clenched tightly in pain, he fought back the tears that threatened to fall from his white colored eyes. He had met Kailypso while he had been traveling through northern Italy. It had been a connection instantly with the beautiful Italian wolf, she had brought out such feelings within him, feelings that he had never knew existed.


A small whimper pulled him from his wistful thoughts and he reached down into the saddle bag that held his daughter, picking up the small pup and cradling her against his chest and she whimpered a second time and began to fret within her dreams. Then she opened her eyes and his heart ached all over again, Kailypso's violet eyes staring up at him from out of the tiny body that almost identically mirrored his own colors and markings. Analise looked at him confused for a few seconds,


"Daddy? Is everything alright?" She scrambled up and looked over his shoulder to check on Señorita, who was busy munching the grass she could reach whilst on the move. Now she twisted within his paws and licked his cheek,


”Te quiero papá” Analise rested her head on his shoulder, her eyes watching the path they had come from and also the cow that she loved dearly. Sometimes she would ride on top of Señorita and the cow would let her for a while until she tired of it, at which point she would toss her head and horns letting them know that she did not want to be ridden any longer. León wrapped her arms around his daughter, hugging her tight to his chest,


”Te amo tambien, ángel” He whispered to her, she knew the story of her mother and brother's deaths. Each was all the oter had in the world; just them, Faith and Señorita, the latter of which moo'ed again as though wanting to be included in the family moment. Suddenly Faith whinnied and León pulled on the reins, stopping the black mare in her tracks. Swinging his long legs from the horse he slid to the ground and let Analise sit where he had on the Faith's back.

"I think I should give Faith a bit of a rest and walk." He rubbed her leathery nose affectionately and she closed her eyes, enjoying the gentle touch. He reached into one of the saddle bags and brought out and apple which he fed to her. His daughter picked up the reins and clicked her tongue as the signal for her to start walking again. He fell into step next to the horse, his long legs easily keeping up with the slow and steady gait. His head was a few inches taller than the huge female at 7.5 foot, he had studied some human books on her breed and when the humans had died the horses of the breed were smaller than they were now, without humans to selectively breed them, nature's work had increased their size. As a consequence the female almost rivaled him in height and she was not especially tall for the breeds standards today.


His little cub was unusually silent and he put it down to the dream she had obviously been fretting in. She balanced on the mare's back in her four legged form, the youngster had yet to go through her first shift and so was confined to the form she was born in. She looked the same as he did, a lighter brown coat on the top with a darker chocolate underneath, a black tipped tail and a black mane. He did not ask about her dream, she would tell in her own time. Instead he began to sing her a little song he had picked up on his journeys;


"Cloaked with the clover and shrouded in mist,

the house of the hill of the lake, she stands.

The lady Navairey, who was fair and white,

she cared for the house of the hill of the lake.


He continued into the chorus and the next verse and the one after that, all the time watching his daughter fro the corner of his eye, smiling as she visibly relaxed, this sing was her favorite and had often been an improvised bedtime lullaby.


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Longest post ever! 500+


Duties had been completed. J'adore was free to move about, though he had succumbed to the fires wrath and gained a burn earlier in the day, which made trotting along in his Secui form a little difficult. It hadn't been a bad burn, neither large nor especially painful, but it was on the part of his paw pad that made the most contact with the ground when he reverted to either of his four legged forms. He moved along without sign of pain however, proving to himself that he was a man and such things could be taken in his stride.

Fulfilled duties meant J'adore found himself with little to do. Gunnar was in Cercatori with Valinta and most other AniWayan's had things they had to get on with. The Spaniard, out of sheer boredom, decided to patrol the borders, maybe he could find a potential new member. He had never welcomed a new souls to the pack and decided a walk would also provide benefits. Weaning himself to the pain of the burn on his paw perhaps?

The cold grass proved medicinal to his burn, not painful like he thought beforehand. His thick fur shook as he moved at a calm lope, forgetting the fact he was looking for new members.

J'adore was shook from his thoughts when he drew a long breath of air and smelling something familiar. Home. Of course his brain thought the worst. Visions of massacres filled his head, the soft white Spanish sand drenched crimson, a killer wanting to silence him and his family, though as far as he knew the Australs had no enemies in any of the countries they spread over. He wanted to pull forward and attack whoever he found, but better judgment told him not to count his eggs until they were in the basket.

The scent was strong, so he was close. He stayed in his Secui form just in case and moved at a gentle lope. When he arrived at the main border area, he stopped hidden in the surrounding bushes. A rustling from behind him almost stopping his heart, be to his measurement it was only Ptitsa. 'New member?' she asked stalking forward slightly. 'Si... He smells of home'. J'adore's voice was higher than a growl, but still holding menace and fear. 'It may not be a bad sign' Ptitsa said, before hopping forward and taking flight.

Ptitsa was a wonderful spirit guide. Not only did she guide J'adore, but she stayed visible to everybody and guided them too. Though mainly only pups and people who were without their own guide. However her selective appearances made her hard to track.

J'adore stalked forward, eyes flicking to the shadowed outline of Ptitsa , but mostly staying on the male and his horse, and what smelt like a cow. He was sure there was a young female with him too. He stopped in the shadows, shifting and continuing. This singing stranger was a Luperci also, in his two legged form, seemingly only a few inches taller the J'adore himself. After moving to only a few strides away, he let out a timid cough before pushing his fears aside, straightening up and welcoming the newcomer. 'Hola'. Speaking his home tongue always made the tan male feel a lot more confident.

On closer inspection he saw the male shared his odd white eyes. Which were seen rarely in his family, and even more so anywhere else. This only made him ponder even more. His eyes were seen as a rare beauty in his home country, he was proud of them and they were often a source of blandishment for people looking for a favor. Not that he succumbed to coaxing often.

'You are on the borders of AniWaya if you are lost' he added, his eyes staring blankly, too deep in thought.



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occgoodnessss


He continued to sing with his daughter through the several verses of the song until it ended, he was glad to see his daughter was now smiling and her tail was wagging gently in time to the rhythm of the song. Faith whinnied nervously and stopped all of a sudden León stroked her muzzle and looked around himself carefully. Faith was slightly nervous around canines that were not him or his daughter so it was a good indication that there was another here in the forest with them. León gave Faith a second apple from his bad to settle her from her nervous shuffling.


A soft cough made him turn around and a familiar voice spoke from out of the bushes Hola. A male body followed the words into their vision and León moved closer to his daughter. León knew who this male was without even asking for a name; the accent, the voice, the white eyes that they shared, his markings that his Madre has described. This was his brother. The looked to his daughter and nodded, their journey across the world was over at last. His daughter's voice broke him out of his slight trance.


”Hola Señor” He stepped forwards and offered his hand to his brother to shake, and compared their color differences. They had been born of the same parents but looked almost nothing alike.


”Hola! Me llamo León y mi hija, Analise.” He switched to english for the next part,

"No, we are not lost. You are who we are searching for. Jandro and Ayanette send their greetings and hope you are okay. My brother, i've found you at last." He looked into his brother's white eyes that were so like his own and his smile grew, he would explain everything to J'adore in good time.

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Brother. His whole body tensed. His jaw clenched, his tail stiff and every fibre of his being tempting him to relax, but this was a smack in the face to the male. It was something unexpected. A tear fell from his milky orbs. This explained the scent, this is why he could smell his Madre on the male, who couldn't of been more that a year younger that him. Making quick calculations him his head, he came to the realisation that he must have been born only a few months after he left for Nova Scotia. His body finally loosened, but he was still silent. More tears formed on his face and in denfence he lifted a tan paw to his eyes and swept the tears away.


J'adore swallowed and nodded, 'Is that all you came for?' He tried his best to look noble in his large Secui form, but the tears still made tracks down his face. He was not sad though, the tears were from pure shock. His prescience told him that his brother would ask to join, but it was better to reassure that fact. The Austral Patriarch added more words to re-enforce his poor sentence, What I mean is if you both wish to join, there is plenty of room for people who can contribute'. He spoke these words like he had been told to do, proud and welcoming. He turned to his niece, face softening a bit, 'We have other pups here too'.


He was still a little shocked, he may have come across cold, but it had been a lot to take in. 'I'm sorry, I'm just shocked. Welcome brother'. Tears now subsided, he waited for his kins reply. He felt so alone when he first visited, now he had family right in front of him. A brother and a niece. He now wondered if there were more, 'Do I have any more siblings?' he asked quietly.


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His brother stiffened up all over, tensed up so completely it looked as though he would explode into action or bolt. Then the gold and black and cream male began to trickle tears down his face like a leaking faucet. From behind him he heard a soft thump as Analise jumped down from Faith's back. He held onto the gentle lady as his daughter walked towards her newly found uncle, she was better at dealing with tears than he was, she stopped in front of her uncle J'adore and tilted her head at him, her violet eyes searching his face,


"Don't cry uncle." León tied the horse's reins to the branch of a tree and stepped forwards to join his family, behind Faith Señorita moo'ed as though annoyed at the interruption of their journey. He smiled at his brother's questions, waiting until he had finished asking all he wanted before answering them. Analise grinned at J'adore as he mentioned other pups, being on the move her whole life she didn't often have the opportunity to play with those as young as she was hence she was rather grown up for her age but could be persuaded to abandon her grownupness for play. As much as she loved spending time with her father, who she adored and revered above all possible thought, she liked to act as a kid every now and again even though a traveler's lifestyle was not very well fitted for childness.


León smiled at his brother,


"Yes you have more siblings, We have another brother; Arena and a sister; Isla. They both chose to remain in Santander with our parents but I could not..." León paused here, his voice cracking slightly. "... circumstances dictated that we had to leave, so we came to find you and we wish to join this pack you reside in. And I know that packs generally wish to know the skills you can offer them so I shall provide them for you." He looked to his daughter and she smiled back at him, and again his heart clenched in pain as her mother smiled out from her face at him. He knew that it would always hurt to look upon his daughter but he did not let that come between the love he felt for her, she was his princess and his most proudest achievement.


"I am a good horse rider and tamer, they relax around me. I swim very well and I speak several languages, low speech among them. I am a good hunter and forager and I can make small traps for catching fish and small animals. If you were requiring a helper to look after your stables and livestock then i would very much be qualified to fill it. My daughter is very fleet footed and has excellent hearing." He stopped now unsure of if he should go on or not. As he watched his brother began to shift, growing upwards, taller and thinner, eventually leveling out at a few inches smaller than himself.

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OOC here!


Listening to his kins words he simply nodded, smiling as his niece attempted to cheer him up. 'Well I welcome you and Analise to AniWaya. Would you like to care for the animals as you rank? We are in need of more people to tend for our many animals'. He paused before adding, 'That over there', he gestured towards Ptitsa, 'Is a spirit guide, I shall tell you of these later on'. The words were spoken softley and warmly, until he came to the last word. He paused before finishing strongly, 'Brother'.


'We shall visit the stable and care for you animals, then we shall go to my cabin and speak. You may stay in my home for as long as you need, but there are many other cabins you may choose. Some need renevating more than others, but I'll help you either way' he rambled, white eyes from both males connecting like magnets.


'C'mon, I'll show you the way. Vienen sobrina!' he said enthusiastically as he turned away to walk, trusting his family to follow behind.


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León tensed and relaxed his hands, his weariness was dragging at him now that he knew he could relax, pulling him down and making him restless. Months and months of tense waiting were finally catching up to him and he felt as though he could sleep for weeks on end and still not feel rested. He chuckled as he felt a velvety nose tickle against his cheek and rubbed Faith's muzzle with the knuckles of his free hand, feeling the leathery skin of the sensitive end. Faith was one of the family and was second only to his kin and came before any acquaintance did in his life, he had heard of some being desperate enough in hunger to kill and eat their faithful steeds, the very thought made him shudder, a fine way to repay all thier hard work. He nodded at J'adore "I would like that as my starting rank, it would be very much appreciated."


He followed his brother's gaze and gesture until his eyes fell onto a normal looking eagle perched on a branch watching them, at the words spirit guide his ears perked up interestedly and the light and dark brown male 'hmm'ed'. He gave a small dip of the head to the spirit guide of his brother in respect to her. One word lingered between J'adore and himself. Brother. He listened to his brother and nodded his head serenely, behind him Faith nickered as though agreeing with him and he smiled.


Analise immediately moved to follow her uncle whilst León turned to the horse and cow he held onto. He looked at them softly and whispered "Not long now girls then you can rest." Again he gripped hold of Faith's reins and with a clicking of his tongue got her to start moving again. The Clydesdale nodded her head gailey as though she understood and moved into a fast walk after her rider's foal and brother, Senorita falling into line behind her.

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