Floating on air

Drakien Lusk · 01-30-2012, 06:31 PM

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Drakien had done all his trading for the festival. He had more than enough pelts now to make his new cloak, though he still wasn't sure if he was going to trade it, give it away, or keep it for himself. Ah, well; there was time to figure that out later. For the moment, he was dancing through the crowds--not necessarily dancing, exactly; his feet simply moved so fleetly, and he spun around other people so gracefully, that could very well be called that if one wished--on his way to one of the pack's activity tents. It was Cercatori D'Arte, he believed, who ran the crafts tent; that was the one he was headed to now.

It was a rather wonderful thing, this festival, or at least some parts of it; thanks to D'Arte, he could take his pelts in and sew them together without trading for the materials he'd need to do so. He didn't have his pelts, though; that wasn't what he was going to do this time. Today, he was on his way to meet Terra, in the hopes of getting to know her better.

The inside of the art tent was separated into different sections, though it was hard to tell, considering people sat wherever they liked; he noticed that people who were mostly crafting things sat together, though, and people who were drawing or painting sat separately as well. After a moment's hesitation, he went and sat with the painters, rolling up his sleeves until they were high on his arms and folding his legs underneath him. Soon enough he was set up with a few pieces of onion paper, and paints. He sat and waited for Terra, though, his ears twitching curiously as he watched the others go to town.

Terra · 01-30-2012, 06:44 PM

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The time spent with Drakien had been fun, turning quickly into a competition of who could get the most stuff, each stunt more and more daring. Terra hadn't kept any of the stuff they'd stolen together, not seeing a point, but she had taken it and stuck it on the roof of a tent for the very confused owners to find. True, it hadn't been as satisfying as what Terra had been looking for, but her heart had raced all the same, fire burning in her pulse as she leaped through the crowds with the stolen goods in her hands. The yellow fabric that she'd worn had eventually gotten lost in the tumult, with Drakien rescuing it. Her heart had raced even more at the sight, aching with a need left unfulfilled.

They'd arranged to meet up at the end of the long night in a tent full of colors. Finding it had been fairly easy, as the tent itself was brightly colored. Terra had dressed up again, though with a slightly different combination. A necklace containing a feather fell between her breasts, with golden bracelets running up one of her arms. Peeking in she spotted Drakien, sitting patiently with a stick and onion skin. Happily she slipped in, trying not to attract his attention. Reaching his side Terra leaned over. Boo. Her tail lashed happily as she nuzzled him slightly before pulling away. Looking around she watched canines place the sticks into paint and draw it across the onion skin. What are they doing?

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 01-31-2012, 01:31 AM

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After last night's activities, he hadn't expected to continue their little adventure with something so tame as painting. It wasn't the painting itself that bemused him; it was the stick you were expected to do it with. He looked around and saw many grown wolves dipping the end of the stick in paint and then dragging it across the paper, but there, over in the corner, was a rather joyful-looking puppy, covered from head to toe in paint and splattering herself all over the paper in front of her. And the people around her, as well; it was an amusing sight, one which warmed his heart and made him somewhat rueful. What did you need a stick for, anyway? You could just use your hands. That's what fingers were for, after all.

At least, that was what they were for sometimes

There was a sudden, but not totally unexpected presence at his side just then, and Drakien turned away from watching the young girl to smile at Terra, raising a brow in question. At her inquiry, he looked around himself, shaking his head. "They're painting," He explained, and pulled their own little collection of paints closer. "But they're doing it wrong." He dipped his fingers in some red, probably made from poppies, and then dragged them across the paper, creating a thick line. He lifted his fingers and then flicked them, splattering more paint on the onion skin--and the person sitting in front of him, but they didn't seem to notice.

"See? It's more fun this way." He grinned, and wiped his hands off on his pants, glad they were easy to wash.

Terra · 01-31-2012, 01:43 AM

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Terra listened to his explanation, watching him flick paint on the onion skin and the person across from them. Impressed Terra stuck her own hand in there. Carefully she drew a line, crossing through his. She studied it for a second, making sure that the paint stayed before sitting down beside Drakien. Her tail wagged behind her briefly before stopping as she concentrated on making the symbol. It was an old one that she could make even in lupus form, coming from her birth pack. A simple symbol, a half arch followed by a dot underneath. It probably meant a lot of things, but for Terra it meant friend.

Laughing happily her tail wagged, her body brushing against Drakien. The feel was electrifying, just as intense as that first brush. She wondered if she'd ever truly get used to it. Would it even ever go away. The thoughts drifted off, and Terra stuck her hand into the blue paint now. She painted over the blue, turning it into a bright streak across the paper. With a flourish she drew her hand back, not watching as she managed to get paint on her partner. Looking back Terra laughed. Leaning in she licked at the paint on his face, pulling back from the bad taste. Looks like it's gonna stay there.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-01-2012, 12:16 AM

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Drakien sat back as Terra began painting for herself, watching the symbol she made curiously and then ducking as she flicked her hand and paint splattered toward him. He dodged the majority of it, but a splash of blue splattered across his face, catching her attention. He chuckled a bit as she attempted to lick it away, only to reel back at the taste. He wiped at it with his fingers, wrinkling his nose a bit, and then shrugged. "At least my fur isn't white. It'll wash." He dipped his own fingers in the green paint and moved them to an area mostly unoccupied by paint, where he dabbed at the paper carefully. Then, moving slowly and careful not to smudge the symbol, he drew a circle, run through with a line, and then a hook coming down through the bottom of the ring, rather like a J overlapping an O. It wasn't anything meaningful, really, just something he'd seen hanging off Baba's neck once, and it had caught his attention.

She'd told him it was a sign of protection, something to be worn rather like the Eye was, and she'd had quite a bit of that sort of jewelry. He wondered if anyone here would sell it, or if he'd have to try and craft it on his own; a carver could, he supposed, but for a charm against evil, it was rather a bad idea to use anything less durable than metal. Shaking the thoughts away, he lifted his wet fingers from the paper, and then gave Terra a sly glance before lunging at her, smearing her neck with his paint-covered fingers.

"That'll be rather hard to get out, though." His handsome devilish grin was rather amusing to see, considering how childish he was being.

Terra · 02-01-2012, 12:44 AM

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Drakien wiped his face, laughing at her foolishness. Her ears flattened a little, embarrassed to have done something so foolish, especially when it was removable. The paint tasted horrible, but Terra managed to keep herself from pulling a face as he wiped it away. He stuck his hand in the green paint, and Terra watched with some curiosity as he drew his own strange symbol. It was funny, how alike they were and yet not even able to understand things like this. Terra was just about to reach over and add her own touch to the symbol, a crooked line to make it look like a river, when Drakien lunged at her.

Automatically she jerked back from the sight, lips curling to reveal fangs as green paint darted across her neck. She screwed her head around, looking at the paint on herself. She laughed. Hey! At least mine was an accident! She grabbed the yellow paint and promptly threw it at Drakien, aiming to cover his body in it. With the paint thrown she grabbed a swipe of the green paint off her body, flicking it in the drawing with a swirling motion. Standing up she danced back, prepared for the gypsy's revenge. Her tail wagged happily behind her, ready for the fight.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-01-2012, 06:51 PM

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Drakien's laughter was quickly cut short as she chucked the yellow paint at him, making him yelp and dive to the side. He managed not to be splattered all down the front, though the yellow did land over his side, most probably staining his red shirt for good. He rose, shaking himself vigorously and ignoring the shouts of protest from the people around them as he threw paint in all directions, glancing around at the mutinous glares before shooting a grin at Terra. "I think this is best taken outside, don't you?" He murmured, and began tip-toeing his way through the crowds, pulling his shirt off as he went. He couldn't abide being covered in paint, at least not his clothes; fur was all fine and dandy, but you simply didn't do that to a man's good shirts.

He would have to pay her back. And he would... As soon as he figured out whether or not it would wash out. He had to know how large a scale his revenge needed to be on, after all. "Come on; let's go wash up." He chuckled, and made his way toward the edge of the fair, where he was fairly sure there was a river. If not, there was always the lake, where people went fishing; cold water was good for getting clothes clean. Better than warm water, anyway.

Terra · 02-01-2012, 09:29 PM

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Terra smirked as Drakien shook himself, spraying the surrounding people with paint. So much for their game though. He quickly signaled for them to leave. Terra had been enjoying herself, messing about in the tent. Sure, she was now covered in the stuff, but hey, life was good. Her tail lifted, wagging slightly as he stripped off his shirt, sending a wave of need shuddering through her body. He was in shape, Terra could tell that with just a glance. She wanted to rub herself all over him, and touch him, and go farther and farther...

But Drakien had said no. Instead she had to deal with this giant temptation prancing around in front of her. They made their ways to a river that had managed to not freeze over. Terra gingerly stuck a foot in, quickly withdrawing from the cold. That didn't feel pleasant. Terra actually spent a few moments considering leaving herself with a stain of green in her fur, unaware that it would eventually fade and go away. She quickly stepped in before leaping back out again, this time landing on all four. Shaking herself Terra growled lightly at the water before moving over to Drakien, rubbing against him. The water's cold by myself.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-01-2012, 11:12 PM

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Drakien would have enjoyed continuing their little paint-war, but he was getting rather murderous glares, and his first instinct in that situation was to get out of it. So he walked away, not actually fleeing but walking very leisurely, and they soon arrived at the river. He was surprised to see it hadn't frozen over; he'd been fully expecting to have to break through the ice, though he supposed it was warm enough today that the ice might have melted, for a while. If it was thin. He put the contemplation out of his mind, though, and fell to his knees beside the stream, dunking his hands--and the shirt with them--into the water and beginning to scrub. His hands became freezing cold very quickly, but--like most things that might affect his efficiency--Drakien tuned it out, only lifting them out of the water to shake them off when he felt them going numb.

He didn't expect Terra to jump into the water, and was quite surprised when she did, his head whipping about to watch her with startled amber eyes as she leaped immediately back out again. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but laugh, only for the deep rumble to be cut short as she came to rub herself up on him. "Don't do that, you're wet!" He protested with a little grin, and then reached out to wrap an arm around her and pull her into his side, shaking his head. "You don't get into the water, not in this weather." He explained, and pulled his shirt out, noting that it was still stained yellow before he cupped some water in his hands and lifted it. Before it could leak back into the river, he practically flung it at her, aiming mostly for her neck but managing to get even himself wet. Then he did the same to his face, this one a bit more controlled. He glanced at her, and then demonstrated rubbing the paint from his fur, using mostly the side of his hand and his wrist. A moment later, it had all rubbed off onto his hand, and though there was a slight stain that would probably be there for at least the rest of the day--or until he took a bah again--the majority of it was gone. "See? No need to get all wet." He grinned, and shook himself free of the water, returning his shirt to the river and beginning to scrub again. The material would be somewhat harder than that; but, he figured, his revenge had been rather neatly done for him, as she hadn't known better than to jump into a creek in the dead of winter.

He only hoped she didn't catch cold because of it.

Terra · 02-02-2012, 12:54 AM

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Terra was pulled closer to Drakien, and she responded with a playful yip, licking his cheek. I'm sure we could find ways to keep warm. She winked at him happily before he started dunking his shirt in the water again, scrubbing at it. She pouted slightly as he turned away, only to squeal as she was splashed with water. Bouncing away a few steps she watched as he scooped water onto his own face. She watched as he scrubbed at it, the remains of paint quickly fading. Grinning Terra mimicked him, scrubbing the paint away.

Sashaying over she sighed. It's too bad. Think I rather liked that color on you. She moved over to lean against him as he resumed scrubbing the shirt. Terra really didn't get the fascination with clothing so many luperci had. She was fine without them. Drakien had a fine set of fur, so there was no way that he was feeling chilly. The water was cold, yes, but the fabric wasn't going to protect him from that. Why don't you just get a new one? It'll be easier that way.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-02-2012, 11:59 PM

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Drakien chose to ignore the suggestive words, merely shaking his head with an exasperated little laugh, though his eyes were amused when he looked at her. As she mimicked him and cleaned the paint from her fur, he returned to his shirt, shifting his arms into a more awkward angle to better accommodate her as she leaned into his side. She felt rather cold and damp against his dry fur, but he pushed the thought aside, and pulled the shirt out again to look at it curiously. The paint had mostly come out now, but at her suggestion he grinned, shaking his head. "I'd never get rid of this old thing."

Once, he'd been the sort to go with nothing more than a cloak to keep the more bitter chills out of his body. But that was before the caravan, before Baba, and she'd been the one to gift him with his first set of clothes. He didn't need them, no; and there were times, when he was alone and had little use for coverings, when he didn't wear them. But Baba had gifted them to him, and she'd taught him to be the sort of "decent" person who wore them, same as the others she'd taken in. It wasn't something the whole caravan did, but it was something his Baba, his Grandmother, had taught him, and he honored her far more than his barbarian father. It was his own way of getting back at the man for the months of torment beneath his reign.

As he pulled the pristine white shirt out again, he saw that the paint had left little more than a slightly less white patch on the garment, and that was more than enough for him. He shook out most of the water, and then laid it out in the grass to dry in the morning sun, sitting back with his legs stretched before him and his gaze far off, distant. It wasn't often he let himself drift into thought like this, but for the moment, he was alright with that.

Terra · 02-03-2012, 02:05 AM

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Her words lit a grin on the gypsy's face. Please with the result Terra's tail swayed, only to be disappointed as he turned her down with a small laugh. She was quite serious with her words, though Drakien didn't seem to think so. It was almost as if he believed that Terra didn't want what she was asking for. Maybe if she dressed up and stripped he'd get the message. It would be very difficult to ignore her then. Half caught in the fantasy Terra came back to reality with a drop as he replied, saying he'd never get rid of the shirt.

He finished off the shirt, and Terra grinned, believing his attention would return to her now. Instead he stretched out on the bare patch where the grass stuck through. His eyes were distant, showing him far away from where they were. Terra sighed, her tail drooping a little. Holding his attention was very difficult indeed. Terra nudged his hand before laying her head across his chest, quietly listening to his heartbeat. Her eyes partially closed Terra relaxed. Where are you? Her hand lazily traced patterns into his fur.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-03-2012, 10:48 PM

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Drakien felt her tracing patterns in his fur, leaning against him, and laid his ears flat, drawn abruptly out of his thoughts. She asked where he was--where he'd been, now--and he shrugged, brushing himself off and moving to kneel rather than sit, so that he might be a bit more attentive. There was a somewhat melancholy air about him, though, and he seemed about to drift back into space any moment now. "I was...far away. Forgive me." He added, with no real remorse in his voice, and looked at her with a little smile, cocking his head. "What shall we do now, hmm?" There didn't seem to be much else to do; he wasn't really enjoying the festival anymore. All his trading was done, and the activities were made by the packs, most likely for their own people, simply open for anyone to join.

He caught his thoughts drifting again and pulled them firmly back to attention, his gaze dropping to the floor for a moment. There wasn't really anything here ready-made for him, he supposed. Perhaps he'd go and find his lute, or his violin--he hadn't played that in a while--and coax his lovely companion into a dance. He knew his heart wouldn't be in the music, though, and that bothered him; he'd no idea what had come over him all of a sudden. Scratching at the back of his head, he turned to look at her, waiting for some sort of suggestion. Perhaps he'd be pulled out of his sudden slump--if not, he supposed he would have to cut this meeting short, loathe as he was to do so. He didn't want to drag her down with him.

Terra · 02-03-2012, 11:15 PM

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Terra smiled as he returned to where she was, though she promptly pouted as he pulled away, curling his legs underneath him. She looked at him, big eyes begging for attention. Terra moved to a slinking position, trying to appear as seductive as possible. Next time bring me with you. She leaned in, nuzzling against his head. Her eyes shone bright as she pulled away, noticing the sorrow in his. Being alone wasn't good for him. She was here now, and she would change that.

Speaking of which, that gave her an idea of what they could do next. Pulling away Terra smiled. How do you feel about playing with the more wild side of things? Her tail wagged as she stretched out into a mocking play bow, distorted by her optime form. Change and run with me. We'll leave all this behind, just you and me. Terra pulled at the necklace around her neck, fiddling with the feather that hung at the bottom. She had no problem discarding what she had with her, embracing the wild side of things. It was the domesticated things that scared her, things she didn't understand and had never been able to experience.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-04-2012, 12:41 AM

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Drakien glanced at her, and felt a little sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach as her large eyes begged him for some attention. He leaned over and slung an arm around her shoulders, pulling her against his side with a little grin. As she suggested he take her with him next time, he hummed and nodded in agreement, his eyes darting down to her with a little smile. His momentary blues seemed to be gone, and he wondered for a moment what had gone wrong; but that didn't matter now, as he had a friend to entertain and be entertained with. Tossing his head with a little grin, he glanced down at her and raised a brow at her suggestion, a hand coming up to finger his earings thoughtfully. They were too many, too heavy to wear in any other form; but he wouldn't be hunting, only playing, and he saw no reason he couldn't leave them in. He didn't want them to be stolen, after all; they were less replaceable than his clothes.

"Yes, lets." He agreed, and stood, shimmying out of the jeans he wore and tossing them down next to his shirt before he began to shift. It was a long, slow process; the hair along his mane slowly shortening into a thicker, rougher mane about his neck and shoulders. The hair atop his head disappeared completely, and then his legs began shortening, the joints at his wrists and ankles slowly being absorbed back into the bone. His spine began to curl, and soon enough he was on his hands and knees, as his hind legs shortened to a more accommodating length and he managed to get to all four feet. With a shake of his head, the rings still in his ears jingling softly, Drakien, now in his Secui form, barked softly, and then moved over to nudge Terra with a little grin. "Race you, then?" He grinned, nodding to a copse of trees not too far off, on the other side of the narrow river, and without waiting for an answer he took a running start, letting his paws dip into the waters on the bank before leaping across, stumbling a bit as he landed. It had been a while since he'd taken either of his four-footed forms; he was a bit rusty in their movements. It came easily enough, though, and he was soon enough taking huge strides to reach his destination, ears swiveling atop his head to look for signs of his companion.

Terra · 02-04-2012, 12:56 AM

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Terra watched him fiddle with the metal bits in his ears thoughtfully. She didn't understand so many of the things luperci did, and if it kept him from shifting the understanding would shorten even more. After all, there was no point in holding an ability one didn't use. Her tail wagged happily as he agreed to her words. Always a quick shifter Terra tossed her necklace and bracelets to the side, uncaring of what happened to them. Drakien was much more careful, taking his items and placing them neatly together. Her eyes wandered over his body with admiration as he stripped, her body already beginning to shrink and change.

She let her body shorten, feeling the fur and bone shift around. Her muscle thickened as she changed to secui form, her largest and most powerful form. Her mane was shorter, though flecks of the dark red that made up her hair could still be seen. Otherwise the darker fur overtook her body. Shifted she shook herself playfully, waiting as Drakien finished. He was so much slower, though once he finished Terra didn't mind the wait so much. Her body's fire ignited at the sight. There was so much power, his coat gleaming in the winter light.

Terra nuzzled into his touch, body quivering with anticipation before he pulled away, offering a race. Not even waiting for her answer he bounded across the stream. She laughed as he stumbled. Her own movements were smooth, coordinated from all the time spent running through the snow. Her tiny form cleared the bank with ease, and it wasn't long before she was behind him. Reaching his side Terra reached over, snapping playfully at his flanks, tail twitching with excitement. She wanted him so badly in that moment. An extra burst of speed sent her in front of him. Twisting she growled at him playfully before pouncing towards the larger wolf.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-04-2012, 03:49 PM

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Drakien jerked away from her snapping teeth as he ran, swinging around to gnash his own teeth at her before kicking his legs out from beneath him, trying to win the little competition. He was more aggressive in his four-legged forms than his Optime, perhaps because of the time he'd spent in them; the majority of his youth had been spent in Secui, after all, and Venkat had always been snapping at him then, challenging him to challenge himself. It had been a savage way to live, which was perhaps why he preferred his Optime form, preferred not to think of those days. Her teeth closing so near his flanks made him snarl, and he felt fire burning in the pit of his belly as he grew more used to this form once more, shaking himself off as he ran and getting rid of the sleepy aches brought on by his shift.

As she pulled ahead of him, he put on his own burst of speed, his ears flattening against his head as he became more focused on his goal. He truly didn't expect her to suddenly turn and throw herself at him, and as she did so Drakien snarled and batted at her, making to bowl her over with his larger body. The competition had been ruined by her playful mood, and as they went down he immediately jumped away, shaking himself off again with his earrings clinking gently together. He couldn't play rough in this form, not with them in his ears; he would have preferred if she'd been more focused on the race, and less so on him, but he supposed she couldn't help it. Shaking himself off again in an attempt to get rid of the sudden, less coherent mind-set he'd slipped into, Drakien blinked around at her and then frowned, before pouncing at her and away, his tail waving lazily behind him.

"You're not very good at competition," He teased, and pulled his lips back in a ragged grin, shifting uncertainly. He was itching with unused energy, unable to focus; it had been so long since he'd taken this form, since he'd shifted at all, really, that he'd forgotten how antsy he became after the act.

Terra · 02-04-2012, 04:04 PM

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Drakien met her pounce, playfully batting her away. Wild energy ran through her body as she skidded. Managing to catch herself Terra growled, tail wagging. There was so much running through her body, asking to play and run and be all over him, and just go on and on and on. She bowed down as Drakien pulled away, shaking his head. Terra frowned, disliking the movement. She wanted to play without restrictions, but he was holding himself back. True, if he went all out there was a good chance Terra would get hurt. She didn't care at that moment though, her blood singing in her ears, telling her all the things she needed to know. They were together, they were free, and there was nothing to stop them.

Playfully Drakien pounced at her, forcing the small hybrid back as her teeth snapped playfully at his ears. Hearing his words brought a large grin to her face. Really? I'd say I'm very good at getting what I want. She walked over to him, allowing their fur brush before whipping around, lunging for his face. She pulled back at the last moment, darting towards the trees they'd been racing towards. Stopping before she reached the goal Terra turned again, daring Drakien to keep up, to challenge her, to push her until she couldn't go any further. Her soul was alight, green eyes glowing. Her tail twitched with expectation, pulling herself up. I doubt you can get what you want though. Terra laughed softly, asking him to leave everything behind, to just live in the moment with her.

Let the night take you away

Drakien Lusk · 02-09-2012, 10:08 PM

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She was flirting again, her fur brushing against his as she passed very close to him, but he suspected deceit, and when she lunged for his face, he snapped at her, taking off running at the exact same moment she had and managing to gain the lead just barely, as he hadn't needed to turn around, merely lunging forward and shouldering her out of the way. She managed to pass him, though, and stopped before they reached his finish line. He laid his ears back, only slightly irritated as she seemed more concerned with trying to play games with his hormones than focus on the race. The fact of the matter was, he wasn't all that interested; after he'd pulled himself short on their last meeting, he'd been very careful not to fall victim to her flirtations again, and now that it had gone on for a bit they were getting annoying. He would very much like to remain her friend, but the way she threw herself at him was maddening. He hoped it would stop soon.

As she spoke again, he shook his head, tossing it a bit like a horse before turning away again. "I'm done racing," He announced, and shook himself again, laying his heavily pierced ears along his head. "You win," He added, and began a slow lope back to the river, snorting softly as he started. He was growing bored with the festival as well, and set his mind to leaving for a while, exploring other areas he'd not yet sniffed out. As he reached the river, he leaped over again, landing with his back legs buckling slightly, as his body was not meant to fly, and the landing was harsh. He nosed his things together, figuring he'd just pick the pile up in his maw and head out. He lifted his head to glance around for Terra, and swiveled his ears a bit atop his head.

He lowered his rear to the ground as he waited for her, glancing over the festival with a little wrinkle in his snout. He would have to take off for a while; though he was used to festivals, he'd never been a part of one for very long, the Romani preferring to trade their wares and retreat to their circle of wagons for celebrations of their own. He missed those kinds of festivals; he had not even a wagon now, and that laid a heavy weight on his heart.

He drifted into his thoughts again for only a moment, and then turned to look for her again, blinking the haze of contemplation away. "I think I'll be leaving for a while," He said, and nosed his things together again, glancing at her. "The festival has grown old. You can find me in the cave, if you need to," He added, and then took his things in his maw, tilting his head in a way that asked if she would like to walk with him to the corral.

Terra · 02-10-2012, 01:58 AM

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Terra's ears drooped as Drakien turned down her challenge, declaring himself finished. She didn't want him to stop, wanted to keep running and pushing herself as hard as they could, seeing if there was a limit they could reach. It felt like she was walking on air the way she was right now, and being pulled down so abruptly drove her crazy. Drakien turned, returning to the river, and clearing to the other side with a bound. Terra followed after, her movements more graceful and silent than his larger ones.

She listened to his words, and silently shook her head. Terra probably wouldn't seek him out, being very busy in the festival right now. There was still the matter of needing to find someone, though who wasn't clear in her mind. Drakien didn't have that drive though, and without it nibbling inside her Terra wouldn't have lasted past the first few days, the stress of being around so many unknowns driving her back to her pack. Instead she silently followed him to the corral, doing her best to not lose focus and chase after the first male that looked her way.

Let the night take you away

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