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Leviothan is in Optime Form. November 8, 2012. Mid morning.

With a slight sigh, Leviothan settled back against a tree. His eyes found themselves drawn up toward the sky, a brief, unhindered gaze that allowed him a moment to breath. He'd been running for nearly two miles and needed a break. Despite the fallen logs, the streams and river, he'd not tripped or even so much as made a mistake while running. He was still a half day's journey from his stuff which made this so much harder. As the breaths slipped free of his maw, he allowed his tongue to dart free of his ebony lips, the copper colored hands pushing their claws into the tree a moment more so that without a sound, he began moving again, only at a slower pace. He was walking now and with only his pair of jeans, the stained t-shirt upon himself, he looked an absolute mess.

After he'd managed to glance about a few more times, he'd realized that he had found himself in Ethereal Eclipse again. The place where he'd already made memories, fond memories. A smile found its way over his muzzle, his scarred face slightly scrunching. The coywolf found himself slipping away, unheeded by the steps that brought him around a thicket of trees, even further to the clearing he'd been in the last time he was here. He could just barely make out the outline of the sheet that had been lain on the ground, as well as the various claw marks he'd made into the earth himself with his unsheathed fingers. Not to mention the scattered leaves to his right where the glass that had been broken and shattered across the ground was buried.

His fingers rose hesitantly a moment later in brief, distracted thought before he carefully ran them over the newly formed scar on his cheek. Then over the long healed one running from the very front of his nose to the very bottom of his jaw, both a light pink that seemed to meld into his fiery colored fur. His eyes, a merged orange and red, like flickering cinders that were just beginning to collect their flames, stared out toward a tree ahead of himself and he moved toward it. Only then did he smell something that wasn't the natural musky, wet leaf scent he'd gotten when he was here last. He smelled canines.. a few of them. Was there a pack near by? Regardless, he moved in that direction, carefully placing each step so that if it happened to be an enemy, he'd be able to protect himself a little better.

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Optime Form; wearing a scarf made from a bear pelt and a leather belt with some tools/sharpened weapons
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оди́н, два, три! A six-foot four inch tall female luperci jumped from her hind legs to a tree branch above her as she ran at rapid speed, legs curling up against her crème colored chest. The branch of the old but sturdy tree barely made any movement as Sabyne Somanov raced up and off, her body like that of an Olympian, swinging with her hands firmly set upon the structure. четы́ре, пять, шесть! Her paw-like-hands released the branch, legs relaxing and stretching to their full length, feet softly landing back on the floor. A perfect landing. Quiet enough to not disturb a pack of bears, but loud enough to warn them of their deaths to come. The hunt filled her veins with massive amounts of adrenaline - just the thought got her heart pumping a million miles an hour.


A bright smile stretched across her muzzle, ears twitching as she continued to jog along the forest floor. As much as she missed her pups, Sabyne couldn't resist rejoicing in the feel of freedom, of only having to worry for herself. But she knew that her children were safe in the hands of a close friend outside of souls - after a few attacks happened within her area, she couldn't let her pups stay in souls. No, not until she found a safe haven for them to live in. With this in mind, she decided to travel the entire area of this land called 'Souls, hoping to find a pack that she knew would fit her and her family. Something that would give her a fresh start to this one and only life she could and would live, living up to her family tradition of becoming the best of the best in the art of fighting.


However, her smile began to fade and her pace started to slow as she picked up on the scent of another Luperci. It wouldn't be long until Sabyne would spot the wolf, seemingly alert to her presence. A finger gently brushed back a strand of flame auburn wavy locks, curling slightly at the ends, loose around her shoulders. Her rustic sunset fluffy long coat puffed ever so slightly, icy blue gaze scanning the luperci, a hand reaching down to her belt to grip the handle of a hand-made dagger made from ebony stone and iron ore, a weapon her father helped her make so many years ago. The three year old Russian seemed to tense up almost, scanning him once more, her muscles contracting, ready to defend herself if and when the moment came. She didn't move a bit, no, not at all, as still as a statue, waiting for the male to make his first move. Waiting to see if he would claim himself as a friend, or a foe.


OOC: Gah! Messy messy! >.< || WC: 461

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Sorry for the wait. You know me... busy bee and also my birthday in three days has me trying to catch everything up so I can spend the day with Rora!

Leviothan paused ever so slightly with his steps when he'd realized that he'd made a mistake. It wasn't a group of wolves, no... it was a single wolf that had the scent of other wolves. He blinked for a brief moment before stepping around the side of the tree to look toward the rustic colored luperci that he didn't recognize. A friend? Foe? Despite being slightly tensed because of the threatening aura that wafted from the mysteriously attractive woman before him, Leviothan soon found himself calming. His hands went back to his side, his tail and fur un-bushed slowly so that he seemed no more a threat then a squirrel that rushed from tree to tree in search for its family. He noted the the young luperci seemed to be reaching for the hilt a blade, perhaps a means of keeping herself protected should he have been a danger.

"My name is Leviothan. There's no need for that knife. I'm not bad or anything," he shouted innocently, his tail gently swaying behind him. The fiery furred Optime shifted slightly in place before he took a few more steps toward the woman, his eyes quickly flitting over her so that he could inspect her height, whether or not she was any danger herself. He seemed to be near the same height, slightly shorter if that made any difference, his ears straight up to make the height difference. The scars that lined his face seemed to scrunch up about the same time he did as he paused and slowly lowered himself to the ground in a sitting position with his hands beneath his rear end and tail.

"See? Can't do anything with my hands now. I'm defenseless. Want to talk for a bit?"



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Sabyne inspected the wolf in front of her, shedding a short-lived smile towards him before placing her dagger back in it's sheath. He seemed to be the same height as her, with approximately as much or less muscle than her. He would be a good opponent in a match, maybe. He didn't seem to be all that threatening though. Rather, he was a bit cheerful, innocent maybe. When he sat down, though, she couldn't help but chuckle, hearing him speak of how he couldn't hurt her. This was when she came to her conclusion. Sabyne walked slowly towards him and past him, leaning against a tree, inspecting the bark of the trunk as she spoke softly. Well, it seems like you wouldn't be much danger anyways! Then she looked to him, offering a soft yet forced smile. It seemed that she was trying to be nice; to socialize. The name's Sabyne. Sabyne Somanov. Icy blue gaze scanned him once again and waited for him to mention his name. When he did, she added a small footnote to their conversation. I'm not from around here; arrived a while ago. When did she arrive? Her memory was starting to blur a bit. Maybe the gap in her mind was from the adrenaline still pumping in her veins, or from the sudden shock of meeting this stranger. But the more and more she looked at him, she was reminded of Konstantin. Without meaning to say it aloud, she said You look an awful lot like my son.



Word Count: 254 OOC: Meow =3 Such a poor post. >.< OH WELL =P


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The airy breeze that cut through the trees silently brushed past his mane, his copper fur rippling like a fire in its own right. Cinder colored eyes caught upon Sabyne as she chuckled her answer his way. Even as she slid her dagger back into its sheath. For a long moment, Leviothan stared upon her as if she was a foreign creature, a beauty he hadn't ever dreamed of seeing, but wished he had. Leviothan couldn't quite believe what he'd heard from the other wolf, yet with a grin, he slowly came to a kneeling crouch, his hands slightly behind his back. She walked past him and to the tree that stood starkly against the clearings foliage and browned ground, inspecting the tree's bark upon its trunk. "Not a danger? You're probably right."


"I haven't been involved in a fight yet.. though my mother taught me what was needed in a basic fight." He laughed again, stood, and moved toward her, his hand slipping from behind his back, held forward without another thought. Darkened black claws unsheathed just slightly so that she could see that he still had a weapon even if it didn't look like he was dangerous in the first moments she'd been there. Yet with a slight wink her way, the claws sheathed themselves again so that he could shake her hand if she offered it. "Leviothan Moonbreaker, but you can call me Levi like most of my friends do. It's easier to remember too."


Her eyes were reminiscent of an icy snow storm, the first rain storm of a snowy season. It caught him before he could even realize it, drawling him closer so that he could take her scent in.


She seemed slightly distant for a moment, perhaps lost in thought, yet with her words, a thick brow rose in bemusement of her words. "Your son? You're old enough to have children?" It was meant as a comment, but the way it came out sounded as more of an insult by accident. He sucked at his teeth before his tongue flashed out to lick at his scarred snout. This wolf in front of him seemed weird. Her accent even more so then he could imagine. It seemed thick, like syrup, yet moved freely like a raging river. "I'll take that as a compliment, though."

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A deep chuckle came from her throat, looking over the luperci's claws with keen interest. So his mother had taught him how to fight, eh? He could be a good opponent, but it would probably turn into a fighting lesson. Never the less, she found herself attracted to him, which was peculiarly odd considering that he was, what, a year or less younger than she? Perhaps his innocence wasn't as pure as she originally thought. Then again, one should not judge another by their cover. Not bad set you have, she said in a soothing but dark and mysterious tone; she meant no harm, but it was how her voice appeared most of the time. Her accent sounded rough and harsh when she spoke a word with a "v" in it. though I've seen better. You should get a sharpening stone; they're rare to find, but easy to make if one have the tools. Sabyne would reach out for his hand to examine the claws further, however, he retracted them and gave her a witty smile and..a wink? Was he flirting? Looks like you've still got it, ol' girl!


I'd like to see you try to remember my grandmother's name, Sabyne made a small gesture with her hands, similar to a priest's "Father Son Holy-Spirit" type hand movements, Marinochka Somanov. The female laughed, a burden raising from her heart, making her feel just a bit lighter on her feet. That is a name hard remembering. That didn't sound right... Or, that's hard to remember. My English is rather rough today, my apologies. As she babbled, she pretended to not notice the young man staring into her icy gaze, making her feel a bit shy. A finger wrapped a strand of auburn locks around itself, twirling the strand gently.


Shaking her head, rousing herself out of a glazed stare, an empty gaze, Byne released the hair when he spoke of her son, and his comment about her age made her laugh whole-heartedly. Her laughter sounded majestic yet bubbly, like the soft pitter-padder of rain upon the hard ground, a bird chirping to its chick-lings. And the mother's tone was gentler than before. Such a gentleman you are, Mr. Moonwalker! But, alas, I was born naught but three years ago, and a few months if my foul mind serves me correctly. Her comment about her memory was but a joke, although she was ever so slightly serious, to an extent. Surprised?


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Sabyne seemed highly interested in his claws, even though her words made her sound all the more prideful and contempt. He shifted in place, cindered eyes rounding her at the mark of a moment. Without a sound, he stepped closer so that she could see them better, then retracted them just as her next words came. His claws were sharp. He made sure to do so whenever he had the chance, considering it was in his line of work to us his claws for carving. "Pfft! My claws are sharper then anyone I know. I could test them out if you'd like." It was more then a promise, a suggestion. Perhaps he was flirting.

"What're you doing...?" He asked when she'd made the gesture with her hands. He'd never seen it. But the formation of the very act led his mind to the sight of church steeples and crosses that he'd seen on his way to Cercatori d'Arte some time back. Quickly, the young wolf drew closer, his head slightly bent at her words. "I can't remember my grandmother. I don't think I met her." Her grandmother's name was indeed hard to remember. Only after she'd gotten finished saying it did Leviothan attempt, messing up just after the -ino in her name. His face scrunched in dislike at the fact he couldn't say it, breaths coming out in distilled dislike.

"So hard to remember!" He shook his head as if to clear it of whatever static was held within before shifting farther away, moving so that he was propped against a near by tree. "No worries. Just try your best. If I don't understand, we can play charades."

Her laughter brought a smile across his ebony lips, his more then willing features taut with a recoiled happiness. Her shyness brought a grin, stretching even wider the already parted lips a moment later as her finger curled into her hair. "Not Moonwalker, Moonbreaker. Like.. I broke the moon with my howl, so now I howl at the sun instead." As if to emphasize his words, his snout lifted in the air and a soft, barely registrable howl. Then he stopped because it was annoying to do that, especially considering he wasn't a beta or even an alpha. An Elder... He looked Sabyne over for a brief moment and chuckled.

"You're very beautiful."

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@import url('http://sleepyglow.net/rp/icons/signature-icons.css');
</style>
<style type="text/css">
.snazzyLsig1 {
width:60%;
margin:0px auto;
}
.snazzyLsig1 .title {
margin:0px auto;
text-align:center;
padding:0px 5px 3px 5px;
border-bottom:1px solid rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.75);
font-family:'Garamond', serif;
font-size:18pt;
text-shadow:0px 0px 3px rgba(0, 0, 0, 0.75);
letter-spacing:2px;
word-spacing:4px;
text-transform:uppercase;
}
.snazzyLsig1 #signature-icon {margin:0px auto; text-align:center;}
.snazzyLsig1 .sigicons {
text-align:center;
margin:0px auto;
line-height:1em;
padding:2px 0px 2px 0px;
}
.snazzyLsig1 .packicons {
text-align:center;
margin:0px auto;
line-height:1em;
padding:2px 0px 2px 0px;
}
.snazzyLsig1 a {
-webkit-opacity: 0.25;
-moz-opacity: 0.25;
opacity: 0.25;
-webkit-transition: all .5s ease;
-moz-transition: all .5s ease;
-ms-transition: all .5s ease;
-o-transition: all .5s ease;
transition: all .5s ease;
}
.snazzyLsig1 a:hover {
-webkit-opacity: 1;
-moz-opacity: 1;
opacity: 1;
}
</style>
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