Passing Time
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Grandpa was off somewhere, and Adelle didn't know where. She'd stayed in her room for a while, waiting for him to come back so they could play together, but the energetic pup hadn't managed to keep that up for very long. She struck out of the room, and decided to spend her time exploring the fort. After all, there were plenty of places that she hadn't stuck her nose into yet. There might be a good reason for her not to, but she did it anyways.


The first room she poked her nose into had a big hybrid, looking up startled as she stuck her head in. It looked like she'd terrified him. Grinning Adelle declared him her prisoner and withdrew, marching along the hall, acting as a good warden. The smell of food soon distracted her from her task though, and Adelle wandered into the pantry of the fort. Her mouth drooled at the sight and smell of the food stored, placed just out of reach. Determined not to let that stop her Adelle proceeded to begin climbing, working her way to a basket of fish.

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Hopefully it's cool he grabs her! Anyway, about time we have a thread with these two, haha. I really need to make tables for 'em. :3

There was apparently not much that an injured luperci could do, and Wayne was frustrated by his comrades’ insistence that he rest. It was just his shoulder that was banged up, anyway, not his legs, and he stubbornly made a point of wandering at least throughout the courthouse and fort. Casa di Cavalieri was quiet after the raiders’ attack, but he still wanted to go out and work with the horses if nothing more. He’d have no problem riding Fern along the borders even with one arm in a sling.

Hunting was assuredly more difficult, however. If alone, he liked hunting on four legs and using his teeth as weapons to take down his prey, but shifting to secui and back in the aftermath of the attack had done even more damage to his shoulder than the hit with the club had. He grimaced at the thought then decided to take advantage of the food storage; he’d done more than enough work to earn an easy meal over the months, anyway.

The Labrador mix was apparently not unique in this thought, however, as when he reached the food pantry a black and gold puppy was climbing into it—his apprentice, he realized. His brown eyes widened when he saw her paw reach one of the baskets Dixie-May had weaved, spotting how precarious the thing was on its shelf; Adelle would fall if she put her weight on it.

The young Mentor reached out swiftly, hooking his good arm around the puppy and bringing her against his muscular chest. The movement dislodged the basket and spilled a few fish out onto the floor. He huffed and looked down at his icy-eyed charge. “Looks like we made a mess,” he remarked awkwardly, setting her down on the ground. “Help me clean up?”

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The fish was so close now. It would only be a few more steps to reach it. Nose thrust forward Adelle reached for the basket, nose moving with excitement. Before she managed to claim her prize though, the pup was grabbed and pulled away. She squalled in protest, wishing that she had her food before abruptly falling silent, watching the basket tumble to the ground. Fish covered it now, and if she hadn't been grabbed Adelle would probably be on the ground with it.


Wide eyed she turned to see who had grabbed her. It was Wayne! Her mentor. She hadn't seen him in a while, and was more than happy to. Her tail began wagging furiously, reaching up to lick his face. Set back down on the ground Adelle happily barked her agreement. She could help clean up. It would be easy. Grabbing a fish Adelle proceeded to help clean up by wolfing it down. Tasty. It had a salty taste that Adelle wasn't used to. Licking her lips Adelle moved onto the next, and scarfed that one down just as quickly. Tail thrumming behind her Adelle crossed the ground, her growing body helping her devour the fish she came across, one by one.

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The puppy was heavier than he’d thought; she definitely took after her grandfather in size and would grow up to be one of the many giants of Casa di Cavalieri. It was a depressing thought for the tall but not-tall-enough cowboy, but at least he’d be able to manage her for a few months yet. Her struggling didn’t last long, at least, as she seemed to realize what her fate would’ve been had she not been snatched up.

Childish kisses rained on his face as she greeted him, and Wayne laughed before he let her down onto the floor. He was about to suggest a way to clean up, but she found her own: eating the mess! His jaw dropped as she wolfed down one of the fresh fish, moving quickly onto another, and another, until the Lab laughed again.

“Leave some for me,” he teased, sitting down on the floor. He grabbed one of the fish and bit into it, eating with a little more refinement than the quickly maturing puppy. He took one more fish to complete the little lunch, letting her eat the last one, and patted his leg quickly to get her attention. “How are ya today, Adelle?”


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Adelle looked up at Wayne's laughter, tail wagging. He seemed rather surprised about something. Adelle glanced around, not seeing anything there. His words did clarify somewhat. Adelle bobbed her head, and avoided eating the fish that were laying around at his feet so that he could have some to eat too. With the meal finished Adelle flopped over. She was full now, and didn't want anything else to eat. How long that would last was a bit of a mystery, as Adelle was always on the move, burning off whatever food she managed to devour.


Adelle sat up at the sound and obediently got up from where she'd flopped over to place her head on Wayne's lap. Happily she gazed up at him. It was wonderful to have a mentor. He'd be able to teach her everything. Ears perked up at the question, tail wagging happily. She was able to understand everything he'd said so far, a mass improvement over what had been possible previously. Good! Grandpa gone. I exploring. Adelle nodded her head wisely, deciding to try and disclose why. Bad guys come, I find them. Yes, if an attack came Adelle would know all the places where they could get in and stop them.

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Wayne remembered what the alpha had said at the mentor ceremony, the reasons that he had been chosen for the eager bronze and black girl. Patience, discipline, hard work—the values fell on his shoulders; it was up to him to teach her. He supposed that they’d just missed a lesson on patience, but he didn’t want to stop the girl from eating if she was hungry anyway. At least she was considerate enough to leave him some fish, and as he finished nibbling on his last one, the puppy crawled over to rest her head in his lap.

The Labrador mix smiled warmly at her and stroked her head gently and affectionately. When she spoke up about her grandfather being out and her exploration to find bad guys, he frowned faintly, glancing at his arm.

“If you find bad guys, you need to come tell us,” Wayne said softly. “You’re a big girl, but you ain’t so big to fight yet.” He paused, not wanting to scare her, but hoping that she would understand the message now rather than when she became an unruly teenager. He’d never truly hit that stage—he thought—but it was prime time for a kid to want to defy the rules and strike out on their own, often when they weren’t ready. He wanted his lessons to stick with her even as she became a warrior in her own right. “See, I’m kinda big and they beat me up pretty bad.” He gestured at his shoulder, smirking. “But they’re gone now, and I hope they don’t come back.”

After seeing how easily Casa di Cavalieri could defend its borders, he doubted they would be stupid enough to return.

Clearing his throat, he looked back at the puppy again and grinned faintly. “Wanna go explore together?” he suggested. Perhaps the opportunity for an actual lesson could come along while they were out walking, but really he wanted to get to know his apprentice and be able to say he’d spent time with her at all.



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Adelle's head was petted, a nice comforting feeling for the growing pup. She wasn't exactly small by any means, but she still enjoyed the affection, very much a puppy even if she didn't look like it to those who didn't know her. Told to tell them if she found bad guys Adelle nodded eagerly. That was the idea. She would hunt down the bad guys, then call everyone to come help her chase them out. The image of the warrior standing, leading the other members bravely into battle, shone in her mind.


She glanced over, studying Wayne's injured arm. That certainly deflated Adelle's hopes. If Wayne could be beat up by the bad guys, the smaller pup would need a lot more help than she'd thought fighting them off. She'd have to get a lot better at fighting too, since she could still be defeated by Isa when playing. Invited to explore together Adelle bounced up, tail wagging brightly. Yes! That would be fun! If there was two of them they were twice as likely to find a bad guy! Adelle moved further through the storage, sticking her nose around. Satisfied that they were alone, and no way for a bad guy to get in Adelle returned to Wayne's side, ready to see everything.

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Icy blue eyes settled on his bad shoulder, the arm in its sling, and Wayne hoped she was at least rethinking her decision to find the enemy all by herself. Of course, he had no doubt that she be a larger and more formidable warrior than him when she was grown. Already she was bigger than he’d been at her age, and if her grandfather was anything to go by… Well, Casa di Cavalieri was a pack of warriors and of giants. He smirked at the thought, ruffling her ears again.

Adelle seemed excited by his offer, and as the man pushed himself grunting to his feet, she made a quick careful sweep of the room. He nodded at her in approval then rubbed his shoulder slightly. “Might be a lil’ slow goin’, since I can’t shift,” he warned her, brown eyes sweeping over her young face for a reaction. He walked out of the storage room, climbing the stairs to the main floor of the Courthouse, and opened the great front doors all the way.

“Where d’you wanna go?” Wayne asked, looking back at her. “Heard there’re towns, hot springs, an’ even waterfalls hidden in the forest.” He grinned just for her. “I ain’t found all of ’em though. Maybe you can help.”

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Adelle looked up at Wayne, listening for the great wisdom he was sure to impart as her mentor. Told that he couldn't shift Adelle grinned brightly. I can't shift too. They were both stuck as they were. That was pretty cool, sharing that trait with him. Happily the pup trotted at his heels, looking over everything that they passed by. It was just the courthouse, a place she'd played in plenty of times, but there was still plenty for a pup to investigate, tons for her to stick her nose into and explore. Her active mind helped with that, bringing bad guys to life for the warrior to battle.


Outside before the woods Adelle's tail wagged wildly, investigating everything that was in sight. Told there were hidden places out in the woods, ones that not even her mentor had discovered yet, excited the pup. Of course, now she had to choose what she wanted to see. Adelle thought very carefully, discarding the hot springs as a place for bad guys, since no bad guy would want to burn himself. A town sounded like plenty of fun, with so many treasures, and lots of places to hide and explore. The waterfalls though, hidden in the forest, sounded the best. Waterfall!

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Young Adelle proclaimed that she couldn’t shift either, and Wayne smiled at her. “Soon, we both might be able to,” he suggested. He wondered if she was excited about the prospect as he had been when he was little. Growing up around horses was difficult when one was stuck on four stubby legs, but eventually he’d found his bipedal form and had actually been able to steer and ride the animals like his parents. He’d always been fine with shifting back into one of the lower forms, however, such as to hunt or play. It would have been nice to trot alongside the young’un on four legs, too.

He made due, walking along and using one arm to open doors. Once they reached the edge of the woods, the yellowish mongrel kept a close eye on her. “Stay where I can see you,” he cautioned gruffly, but his tough façade cracked with a smile as she yipped excitedly about seeing the waterfalls. “Good. I think they’re over here.” He strode northwest, knowing little more than that they were near a river that into the ocean. He was a little ashamed that he hadn’t cared to explore more thoroughly than the borders and the wide trails that the horses could take, but he’d let his and Adelle’s curiosity be sated now. He smiled and kept an eye on her as they walked.


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Yes, soon she would shift. When that day came, Adelle would become a true warrior. She would be able to carry a weapon and lead others into battle. It would be a great responsibility, knowing that she was trusted to help her fellow warriors, that she was going to be walking on two legs and able to do all the amazing things that came with it. She was going to be the greatest warrior the pack had ever seen, she knew it. Grandpa would be proud.


His warning went completely unheeded by the pup, partly because of her difficulty grasping english, partly because she didn't want to hear him say that. There was no way she was going to slow down. Wayne began to stride over to where the waterfalls presumably were, Adelle darting around and playing. She made sure to investigate every bush they passed thoroughly. Nothing was going to be able to hide away from her! She would catch them all!

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Wayne smirked as he watched the puppy run around, seeming to ignore him. He had the patience to deal with her where another might not, he supposed, even if it was an alien experience. Like when his horses stopped to browse while they were patrolling, he just had to steer her back on course. Occasionally, she’d stop for too long at a bush, and he would bark to get her to walk beside him once more—with varying results.

“Adelle,” the mongrel called more excitedly after a while. He pricked his half-flopped ears and was able to hear the babble of water. He kept that sound on his right side, walking forward toward the smell of salt. “This way,” he told her quickly, hoping that she wouldn’t want to go investigate the river. If she tumbled into it, he wasn’t in the state to help her. As good a swimmer as the Labrador mix was, he could do nothing with a bad shoulder.

Some rocky cliffs came into view, the land shifting beneath their paws, declining and inclining. He kept an eye on the child as he said, “I think the waterfalls are in the rocks. We can go carefully.” He hoped none of this would require climbing.


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Adelle didn't mean to test his patience, even if he had enough she wasn't near breaking it. There was just so much for her to do at each bush, dozens of different smells at each one. Some had rabbits, and little plants growing there, and squirrels, and one even smelled of fox! Not Cadmeia fox, just another fox. She stayed at that one the longest, seeing if it was a relative of her playmate. Adelle ignored Wayne's bark, not stepping away until she was good and ready.


Later on, when she was making shorter stops, a sharp bark grabbed her attention. Eagerly she bounded over, tail swishing with excitement. She moved to walk beside Wayne, nose sniffing at the new scents in the air. There was salt, and fresh water. She could hear it too, making her even more eager to break forward and see it. Reaching a rocky portion Adelle nodded happily. She was a sturdy pup, designed for harsh things. She easily took to the rocky plain, racing through and searching for the waterfall.

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The puppy seemed to have no concerns about the cliffs, but Wayne still moved carefully and kept an eye on her. Were she to stray now, she would be called back with a firmer bark than before, and he had no qualms about dragging her by the tail away from a dangerous ledge. Hopefully she had the common sense to avoid such dangers; he was in no condition to be rescuing her form anything right now.

It probably would have been faster to clamber up over some of the stones, but he took a longer path, one that wound through the cliffs. He tasted salt when he licked his lips, and the river was ever-present as background noise. Eventually, the ground he tread became marshy. His tail wagged, and he woofed for Adelle to come to his side as they followed the increased vegetation.

The three Tears fell before them, water dropping into each pool from the source above it. Someone better at climbing might be able to scale them to see the river, but Wayne was content with enjoying the spray from the cascades and watching them for a moment. He grinned and nodded at Adelle. “There ya go. Took a while, but we found it.” He came over to the edge of the lowest pool and let his feet dangle in, although he was surprised to find something bump against it. Withdrawing, he laughed. “More fish,” he remarked, although the one in question was moving only languidly; it had probably fallen from the river above or been washed in from the ocean during a storm. It looked like the waves would have no trouble crashing against this point when the weather was fierce.



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We can start wrapping this up to focus on the other one?

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OOC yep. not long now, just her goofing around the waterfall. we can just end it with the two chilling there if you want

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Adelle moved through the rocks, a paw occasionally slipping before she steadied herself again. She bound from place to place, no constraints on her body. She could do anything! Well, maybe not anything. Still, she was doing pretty good clambering over everything. The stone began to give way, her nose crinkling as her paws sank into the ground. It attempted to swallow her down, each step a firm grasp to keep going.


With Wayne to help her through the worst patches the pup made it to the waterfall. Her jaw dropped open at the sight, barking excitedly. The deep call reverberated through the area, swallowed by the sound of crashing water. Grinning she rubbed against Wayne before bounding over to a pool. She stared down at the depths, curious. There was so much! Adelle scurried over, laughing at the sight of the fish trapped in the tiny pool. Plunging in with a splash Adelle's teeth snapped, working at catching the fish that flickered just out of reach. Turning she grinned. Thank you!

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The gold and black puppy’s delight was obvious; she barked happily and raced to explore the pools as her mentor watched gladly. He continued to enjoy the feel of the cold water on his paws. It wasn’t the same as the hot springs, which had been a blessing during the winter months, but the thunder of the little cascades provided soothing background music. He figured he would visit this place more, so long as he was able to navigate the rocks. They might be able to gather some of the fish that washed in or fell down, like the ones that Adelle was currently pursuing as she splashed through the water.

Her gratitude made him prick his ears; he glanced over at the child and grinned. “No problem, young’un,” Wayne insisted warmly. “Now, might as well enjoy it a bit before we head back. I ain’t in any hurry.” To prove this point, he leaned back and folded his arms behind his head, tipping his hat over his face and pretending to snore.




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Adelle giggled as Wayne stretched back, a snore coming out from him. The pup immediately wandered over, sniffing at him softly. Her nose poked at him softly before barking. With a lick to his face Adelle turned around, leaping back into the pools. She danced around, looking with delight at the hidden treasure there. Searching for bad guys was the last thing on her mind at this point, simply delighting herself with the game she had found herself with.

A waterfall cascaded over her, bringing a surprised yelp from her. She was soaked now. Adelle shook herself out, and happily set herself about. Each spot was carefully investigated, time gaily flying by as she played in the pools, examining every section. There was so much to see! Adelle would never get tired of this.


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