[html] Word Count :: 201 OOC: Stinky shaw post is stinky. Jiva is in lupine and Dated for July 3rd if it's ok with you 
He had come home to find Palaydrian missing. After asking around he learned she and two others went to Casa and he didn’t even know it. Never passed them and didn’t see them in the pack. It worried him now that he was home and she wasn’t. Jiva decided to head out a little to see if he could search for his mate, to tell him how sorry he was. He was still ridden with guilt and anger. Guilt for leading Drin on, and anger that he could have continued the act without a conscious thought.
He found himself in the middle of Drifters bay, many miles aroudn him reached and laughed and he grumbled. This was no way to find the woman he loved and he put his nose to the ground sniffing at it to see if he can catch a scent new or old. When he found nothing he grew frustrated, but instead of turning back he just sat on his haunches and stared eastward where he could perhaps see her silhouette in the horizon, heading home right now. He knew this was only a lovers dream and was still disappointed when he didn’t see her....
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The gardens of Salsola had been graced with flowers in her own name, and now the blonde hybrid sought out the flowers in her sister's name. Magnolias were less familiar to her, however, and she was hesitant to bring back anything without first looking in a book to see if they were the right flowers. The flowers she had been named for, she could easily recognize on sight, but otherwise, she felt safer carrying a small book of flora in the saddle bag carried by Valeria. Periodically, she would take it out and compare something to the pictures, but she had not found them yet. Soon, she hoped, she would find what she sought.
Sensing another moments before seeing him, the gypsy girl slowed the mare's progress, nervously glancing around until she spotted the stranger from a distance. There was nothing suspect here; he was not too close to Salsola lands and he was not acting aggressively. And yet, Foxglove found herself nervous, torn between fleeing and moving closer. Impatiently, Valeria whinnied loudly, and Foxglove felt her face burn scarlet beneath her thin, light fur. She had been given away by her own horse!
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[html] Word Count :: 202 OOC: bad shaw bad
Jiva sighed trying to figure out what he was going to do when he heard the whinny. He jumped and looked over to see horse and a rather pretty woman sitting atop it. Moving towards her he made sure to show her that he was in need of a little help.
“Hey! I’m sorry to bother you, my name is Jiva Takekuro and i was wondering, have you seen a small band of wolves come by, there would be three and well one of them is a light cream color with the tips of her tail, ears and arms a darker shade and another is a grey and the other is a brown grey?”
Ok so he wasn’t one for describing other wolves but if she had seen someone it might bring him closer to his mate, if not he would just have to worry a little more and head home. His mind wasn’t in full panic mode, not yet. He was calm though the horse made him a bit nervous, but he was still at a distance and he didn’t know whether or not he should come any closer. She seemed startled by his presence anyway.
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She'll tell him who she is in my next post, she's just an awkwardface. xD
Though she had initially been nervous about the encounter, the amicable wolf's name triggered a response in her and she knew there was nothing to be worried about. She had met her father's son once before, but he had to have only been two or three months old, and so Foxglove did not expect him to recognize her. Still, she did not give him her name, wondering if it was best. She had a distant, but decent, relationship with her father, but the only family she felt that she needed was Magnolia.
Opening up a relationship with her family in the area would be difficult, anyway, because of Salsola's preference for secrecy and isolation. She was happier staying in the pack lands, and it was not as if she could exactly have visitors like they could in other packs, like the kingdom to the south. "Sorry," she said awkwardly, shaking her head to indicate that she had not seen his friends, whoever they were. Uncomfortable in the silence, Foxglove looked to the ground to the left of Jiva. Should she tell him that she was his sister?
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[html] Word Count :: 000 OOC: crapppy sorry ; ;
He wondered if he had something caught in his fur maybe the beeswax that he used earlier that day stuck somewhere other than the mohawk he had shaped. He blinked and was about to ask the stranger again when she said sorry and shook her head. His own head drooped and his tail did too, and he wasn’t sure what to do now.
“Well ok, I’m sorry that I bothered you, I’ll be going now.”
Jiva said. The way she was looking at him and her utter silence confused him. Most people had something to say be it insult or something welcoming she was neither and it seemed she did not want his company so he turned and began walking away, his mind on his mate again, not thinking about the stranger, but what happened to Palaydrian. How long was she going to be gone when should she be back? He was not sure but that was all he could think about at the moment.
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