[AW] Goodwill to All

Veyra Damaichu · 1 December 2013, 08:22 PM

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OOC: This post is a little choppy, sorry! Assuming that Zalen, Veyra, Florina, Ciara from ND and Aspen, Joondalup and Jindabyne from VN are currently present. ND has brought 4 boars, 4 sows, 2 bulls, 4 cows, 5 roosters, 12 hens, and a cart for VN! Dated for Nov 24.

Snow had arrived, signaling the start of the winter season, and Veyra was in a surprisingly uplifted mood. She had been a newborn last winter and had only been able to experience the melting of the fluffy white earth, this year she was eager to see what the full season brought. However, her recreational enjoyment of the new snow would have to wait, as he father wished her to join in a diplomacy mission to Vinatta.

She felt proud to be part of the small group as they traveled towards the Vikings. It was a big job that was required of the group as transporting livestock was not easy, nor was it a thing that the New Dawn members had experience with. But the presence of Florina and the ex-beta forced Veyra into being as refined and elegant as she could muster as she nipped at the heels of a cow, pushing the herd of mix matched animals further.

It was an odd grouping indeed, mixing the humanized vikings with the more feral Dawners, but the New Dawn members were more and happy to follow the helpful advice of the vikings who had helped them move the animals. Luckily for the feral pack members the three Vikings had plenty of experience in traveling with live animals.

The entire experience was fresh and exciting to the princess, who had yet to visit Vinatta, despite being so close to the boarders on many occasions. As they approached the boarder, and the smell of the Vikings filled her nose a large grin spread across her muzzle and her yellow-green eyes searched for her father, awaiting more instruction.

Think. Speak. Move.

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Aspen · 4 December 2013, 08:08 PM

Going to an unknown pack, even in the presence of Jin and Joon was intimidating for Aspen; even more intimidating than going to visit Inferni since she had not met any of the New Dawn wolves before, at least none that she knew of. She knew a little about the pack from talking with Palaydrian when she was learning how to prepare a hide, and from asking the dingo twins, but there had still been a huge unknown to her. In fact, she had nearly chickened out and not gone with them, which Jin and Joon simply wouldn’t let happen. Besides, she knew how to herd animals, and with the odd group that was being delivered, the skills were needed.

So, Aspen found herself in a group of canines, including one very intimidating black Alpha, scooting around a pig that was trying to stray. Pigs didn’t seem to herd quite like cows did, and they were a bit more stubborn with following directions, but she nosed at his side, steering him back into the group before pausing to let the animals get further ahead of her so they didn’t end up trying to turn back. They seemed a bit nervous, which she supposed was to be expected since they were being taken someplace new and no one was able to explain to them what exactly was going on.

As they got to the border, Aspen felt relief to be home again; less exposed, although she knew the New Dawn members were friendly enough. Despite being near her own home, and not a part of their pack, Aspen still found herself yielding to their Alpha. Even as she found him unnerving, Aspen found his strength to be comforting. She liked a confident leader; it was something she didn’t have a lot of experience with outside of Vinatta.

Zalen Damaichu · 8 December 2013, 07:01 PM

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OOC — Hey guys :3

Zalen had been somewhat surprised by the lack of wolves who had shown up to claim animals in New Dawn a week prior, but that was fine with him. He had planned on giving what remained to Vinátta, and the more animals were to give, the bigger an impact the gesture would make, or so he believed.

Several members of the Viking pack had come to help with the challenge of moving the animals from New Dawn to their pack, and Zalen had to admit he was extremely grateful. Though Veyra, Florina, Ciara and himself would definitely put forth their best effort herding the beasts, he was glad that Aspen, Jin and Joon were there for support. Aspen had taken care of the pigs and boars, which seemed to be the most difficult to herd; the cows seemed to following the wolves along mindlessly, and the chickens were thankfully contained in the back of the cart. The onyx king led the red horse attached to the cart; a very special gift for Vinátta since he had been sure that the horse at least would have been claimed, but had not been.

The trip was relatively silent, everyone focusing on their tasks, and soon the borders of Vinátta came into view and scent; Zalen glanced over at Aspen, Are we free to enter or must we call? He asked, unsure if they were to lead the creatures straight into the heart of the pack or wait for the leaders at the borders as per usual.

Florina Soul · 4 January 2014, 06:48 PM

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sorry this is so late!! || +512

Florina comported herself with her usual impassiveness. Silver eyes were flat and calm as she supervised the motley cavalcade trudging through the thin layer of snow. It felt outlandish to be surrounded by so many different animals – some bizarre waking dream in which regal Zalen led a horse cart and Veyra danced about herding cows. Florina strode on two legs, taking advantage of her broad height lest the larger animals veer from their path. Several times she found herself blocking the path of a wayward hog or bull, willing them to return to the safety of their mixed herd if they did not want to challenge her.

It had been strange enough to see Sangi’lak scatter to the winds, and stranger still to have their livestock penned and quartered in New Dawn. More than once she was tempted to chase the dumb creatures around in their paddock as she had in her youth. They were better entertainment to her when she was snapping at fleeing hindquarters and spurring a stampede. It took great willpower to steer clear of the enticing scent of bovine, swine, and poultry. Now the strangest twist of all was that Florina Soul was tasked to protect these beasts and bring them safely to Vinátta.

The wolfdog had not protested when Zalen handpicked her as one of the emissaries for this mission. It seemed only natural for the senior Epsilon to go along for protection through the unclaimed territories, and no doubt the more obvious reason was the carved pendant hung around her throat. She did her best to remain calm on the outside, despite the internal turmoil that twisted and tugged her in all directions.

When they set off she did not know who Aspen was, and it reminded her just how long she had been absent. It was likely that she did not know many Vináttans by now (although Jin and Joon were certainly recognizable; the Ostara festival felt like a lifetime ago, but the redheaded twins still looked utterly identical to her). She did not know whether she wanted to be forgotten or remembered – both options were hooks in her side, digging deeper as the border scents grew stronger. Farina, Sólieri… Auguste, Fiora… each trudging footstep was marked with a name.

Before she was ready the soaring pine trees came into view, and her ecru nostrils flared at the scent of Stormbringer. They were here. Florina looked to Zalen, still silent as she waited. She knew who would show up if a leader was called, and either one – perhaps both at once – would have words for her. The wolfdog squared her shoulders and sounded the howl herself, determined to get it over with. She had never told her Alpha why she left this place, but she could not be ashamed of who she was here. She accepted that it could not be her home, though as the echoes of her deep voice faded into the stillness of the snow, she found herself wondering what it would be like to cross the borders again.

Colibri Haki · 4 January 2014, 06:53 PM

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Colibri was bundled tightly in the fur-lined cloak, and still couldn’t keep from an occasional shiver as she paced along the patrol trail through the snow. Jindabyne had told her earlier about their plan and when they would be arriving, and Coli was surprised and pleased by the generosity of New Dawn. She felt honorbound to be present and meet with the ebony king personally, for whom her respect continued to grow. She did not know if he was close to Sequoia, but she would pass on the news that the former Sangi’lak leader had left her offspring to be raised as Vináttans. Then Coli would ask as always for news of her daughter.

She did not expect to hear Florina’s voice call nearby. Her heart flew up into her throat – she was there. Zalen promised her he could arrange a visit if it required his input, but Coli had not thought it a serious offer, or that it would coincide with the livestock today. Coli stumbled ponderously forward, moving her way toward the border as quickly as she could manage. She was heavily pregnant, after all – without a clear system to track the days, she could be due at any moment. The flutters of kicks had slowed to almost no movement at all, which she knew meant transitioning for the birth; she should be resting at home with Niernan, but this was important too. She had to be there.

The small wolf emerged from the trees, panting billowing clouds into the chilled air. She fixed her cloak self-consciously around her stomach and then motioned to Aspen and the dingo brothers to proceed unhindered. Blue eyes swept wonderingly over the intimidating menagerie of hoofed cows and pigs fidgeting and rooting about in the snow, to the red horse harnessed to the cart filled with clucking chickens. It was much more than she expected. The wolves of New Dawn stood respectfully nearby, but the Sannindi found her stare fixed on just one, and she did not know what to say.

Florina was barely recognizable in her Optime form – startlingly tall and broad and fierce-looking. She had been a mere seven months old when they last saw each other, and though she heard bits and pieces secondhand from those who visited the runaway, Coli was still shocked to see her child as a burly yearling. She was almost as huge as Farina. Her lips parted softly and she tried to say something, a greeting, anything. Then she noticed Florina’s grey eyes were directed down, staring unblinkingly at the curve of her pregnancy before locking on the ugly scar that marred her wrist. Coli swallowed hard and withdrew her arms underneath the fabric of her cloak. Her ears dropped flat.

"Zalen Damaichu," she murmured, turning with great effort to face the leader. She shuffled closer to him, though keeping a wary distance from the carthorse, and meekly smiled. "Th-thank you so much, for all of this," she stated. He emanated power and authority as always, but she knew not to fear him now. "You and your wolves are all w-welcome to stay and visit as long as you’d like… we can provide you with a hearty meal and drinks, at the very least," Coli added hopefully. She didn’t know if Saul would come as well, but they were always hospitable to friendly guests.

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Photo credit goes to Katie H.! Textures used from Aleeka-Stock, JRMB-Stock & JadedReality. Table by Sammiie!

Veyra Damaichu · 7 February 2014, 10:20 PM

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OOC: Nat asked me to wrap this up for everyone so here we go! Nat/Miyu please let me know if I should change anything.

Upon arriving at Vinatta’s borders the mocha princess turned her attention to her father, unsure what they were to do, but his own question mirrored her lack of knowledge. They did not have to play the guessing game long though as Florina voiced a howl into the air, calling for a leader. The fur on the back of Veyra’s neck stood up and for a split second she sent a glare at her friend before removing the sudden negative expression from her face completely. Florina should not have called, she should have sat patiently like the rest of them for Zalen’s words, but it would do for the purposes. She respected the yellowy Epsilon too much to pick a fight, and respected herself as the daughter of the alpha too much to make a scene in front of the Vinatta members.

So she sat and waited, growling at any animal that dared try and pass by her, even taking to a quick nip at a boar’s heels. The other animals were not as patient as her, seemingly yelling to be let loose. The constant noise was not something the girl was use to, having never spent time around livestock, and she was glad for it. How could anyone hear anything around their territory with so much unnatural noise?!

Then a small wolfess in her optime form emerged from the brush. Quickly the Epsilon’s eyes shifted towards her. So this was a leader of Vinatta. She seemed quite small and held her self in a meek manner, though her large belly shouted her pregnancy to the world. Veyra had never seen a pregnant optime before so she stated a moment to long before turning her eyes back to her father’s dark fur, hoping that the woman had not noticed.

Zalen accepted the wolfess’ hospitality with a smile, motioning for them to herd the animals into the territory, though he insisted that Colibri should be resting in her state. They traveled the distance into the village, where the alpha’s daughter stared in awe of the odd village. The houses seemed to be growing out of the landscape and too her surprise the Vikings already seemed to have some livestock. Never before had the girl been inside another pack’s lands, and the culture shock was clear on her face as she looked around. This was what a humanized pack was like.

As promised they had been rewarded for their efforts with a large meal that left everyone who feasted fat, and rejuvenated their energy. It had not been an easy task to herd the animals from New Dawn into the Viking village. Throughout the day the princess kept an eye out for anyone she knew, as she had met a few Vikings in the pack, but was left disappointed with her father called the group back together. It would take time to travel back to their home and it was best to leave before the sun began to set.

Each member gave their thanks to Colibri and the other Vikings who had assisted in the meal offering before following Zalen out of the village and toward home, all satisfied with a job well done.

Think. Speak. Move.

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