[/html]When the group disbanded, Ezra made the mistake of going out on his own. The open, free road seemed so pleasant and welcoming to him. Eli was especially excited to explore the north. And so the trio set off again, despite Petra’s ever increasing struggle over the weight of two luperci on her back. The days were long and hard though because of winters grip on the land. They pushed on, however, and saw the beauty the northern lands held for what felt like years.
It was lonely, though. Ezra missed the constant interaction he had with his old comrades. He constantly thought about the best times at Hillsburn; father and son had made a point to not talk out loud about that time, because it was too sad to think that it was over. Eli expressed loneliness constantly, and always asked when Lilin would be back to play. Every time he asked his father, a shadow crossed the husky’s face. After more time had passed,Ezra knew it was time to go back to what he knew. And he knew that the Rosen family was meant to be with the Stormbringers.
A few days brought him to the general area where Saul told Ezra to look for him. It was quite north of Halifax and by the coast. From the moment he smelled the group that he had strayed away from for some weeks he knew he was back home. The hybrid let out a long, warm howl that called for his dear friends. After a few seconds Eli chimed in too, forming a harmonious call that begged for their friends to return to them.
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04-10-2012, 04:54 PM
[html]For Honey and Jess, if they both want to hop in.:3 Shitty post blaerghjfdv;daskcmdsfljk
04-10-2012, 05:28 PM
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The rhythmatic scrape of the rake-like instrument along the ground was soothing to the grey male, an indication that something was going to be accomplished. When he'd found this place, he'd instantly been drawn to the wild nature of it- a little pocket of earth nestled between the lake and the forest, that would be away from prying eyes and seemed to have everything they needed. It had awoken something primal in the male, and he found that the more he stayed here, under the roof of the wooden structure he had built, the more the human remains began to frustrate and irritate him. He couldn't have said where the change came from, but there was a profound need within Saul, a need to touch down with his lupine roots, to feel at least something of a wild wolf, instead of a caged in, civilised creature who resembled their ancestors only in looks. He contradicted himself a little by standing on two legs, but he could slowly feel his mind set changing, morphing into something that wasn't so sophisticated and humanised. Thoughts swirled in his mind- his task wasn't mentally taxing and he allowed his mind to wander. In truth, he'd thought about allowing Hermes and Artan in here to cut back the grass, but he couldn't guarantee that they wouldn't break through the walls and destroy his home. So he was going to have to remove the grass by him self. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html]
04-17-2012, 10:48 AM
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04-17-2012, 11:09 AM
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He should have expected an exuberant response from the dark rust boy, but as an excited yip escaped from the near-adult Saul allowed a grin to lift his face. He hadn't spent much time with either Ezra or Elias, but there was a camaraderie about them that meant interaction wasn't necessary to create a bond of friendship. Elias crashed into him, jumping and licking his face, to which Saul aimed a greeting lick to the boys ear. He was a good boy, well bought up by his father. With a grin, he playfully headbutted the boy to send him back to his father. Ezra chose that time to greet him, the formal words tumbling from the mans lips. It was with a grin that Saul trotted forward, paw raised as if to embrace the black and white male. Its good to see the both of you, unharmed and here He said simply, a happy and joyous feeling rising in his chest. Of course, Ezra continued to explain about what had happened, and he smiled softly. In a selfish way, Saul was glad that it hadn't worked out in the north- he liked Ezra's company and he was sure Temeraire would talk to him again now that Elias was back. The rust boy spoke up, a plea to his father to go and find his playmate. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html]
04-17-2012, 11:50 AM
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04-17-2012, 02:02 PM
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(460) Im slow, derp! Looking back at the arrival of two additional family members, Lilin could not tame the mixed feelings welling up inside of her. From an objective standpoint, Bran and Niernan's presences only proved to be beneficial; extra comfort and security, paired with an unexplainable stability they unknowingly brought to the small group. Temeraire was quite taken with his two uncles and he was slowly relinquishing his hold on his anger. Something deep within her, however, caused wariness to overtake her mind and soul whenever conversing with her newfound cousins. She dreaded losing yet another friend; Barett's departure had been far more difficult than she could've ever imagined. It was almost as if, subconsciously, she was awaiting some kind of evidence; anything that would demonstrate their dedication to the group. Saul had a multitude of concerns on his mind but the brothers' loyalty was not one of them. To him, they were Stormbringers and thus family; they could do no wrong. Perhaps Lilin would've shared the same feelings a few months prior, before her scuffle with Lillith and her landlord's unexpected adieu. Still, she made an effort not to take her insecurities out on the jolly pair; they deserved none of it and her unfounded caution was slowly becoming casual amiability. It was forced for the time being but good intentions were there. The Soulstorm heir had been refreshing her living quarters, gathering the few pelts she owned and folding them into neat piles when two familiar howls rang clear. Ezra's call was recognized immediately, accompanied by little Eli's enthusiastic voice. The emotions came rushing in, poignant as ever; she froze for a moment, unable to do react or do much of anything except stand there. Her receivers caught Saul's near immediate movement toward their former housemates. An inner debate tore through her body then; her heart wanted nothing but to follow in her cousin's footsteps and meet them, but shock and anxiety kept her frozen in place for several minutes before her own symphonic howl elevated into a crescendo; piercing the now placid atmosphere. She regained her bearings and eventually caught up to the two males, noting that Elias was missing from their rendez-vous point already. She caught the tail end of their discussion, most specifically the part where Ezra expressed his intentions. A smile softened her features as she reached out to give the wolfdog a lengthy hug, before moving back to stand at her relative's side. ''Space is tight right now but that's never stopped us before,'' she explained with a twinkle in her voice, recalling their living situation back in Hilsburn. Absent-mindedly, nimble fingers reached down to give Saul a loving scratch behind his ears, running her fingers through the fur behind his receivers. ''Right, Saul?'' #lillin-1 .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:arial, serif; text-transform:none; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family: arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #lillin-1 b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: arial, serif; font-size: 11px; }. #lillin-1 u { text-decoration: none; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; } #lillin-1 b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } #lillin-1 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} #lillin-1 {margin:0px auto; width:80%; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/ijCRS.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 80px 0px 0px 0px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style>
04-17-2012, 02:45 PM
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Green eyes were fixed on the black and white man's face, a sense of joy at having the male and his son here. He could still sense a little bit of hesitance in Ezra though, which was understandable. Saul and Lilin weren't the type to hold grudges, but it was an easy thing to feel apprehensive to approach those you left behind. In Saul's mind, there was no question of anyone being 'accepted back in'. Home was wherever you made it, and that included the people in your life. Ezra and Elias could have walked into camp and helped themselves to some food and it wouldn't have mattered to the grey man. As Ezra turned back to him, Saul allowed a grin to curl up his lips. His words were upsetting, knowing that he'd made a bad choice, but Saul knew one had to make mistakes to learn from them, else one would never learn anything. He allowed his head to bob softly, as the familiar footsteps of his cousin came up behind him. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html]
04-22-2012, 02:43 PM
[html]I thought I replied to this? Sorry for the delay. Hope the powerplay is okay XD and maybe this could be considered done soon? :33 Don’t fel like you guys have to reply if you don’t want to ^^
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Part of him didn't particularly want to see Ezra's reaction to Lilin- especially when she threw herself at him like that. Of course, to Lilin Ezra was a good friend, one she thought she might never see again. The joy at having another link to Hilsburn and Barrett must have been exhilarating for her. The grin that lit up Ezra's face was something else however, and Saul recognised the feelings razing through him as jealously and paranoia. He acknowledged their physical interaction with the slightest narrowing of his eyes and the subtle purse of his lips that said he wasn't comfortable with the way the male was grinning at his cousin. His body fought against itself, unconsciously shifting closer while trying to force his arms to stay in a relaxed and easy pose. He didn't understand why he felt this possessiveness, but it had certainly grasped him in a headlock quicker than he could react and calm himself. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] |