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Quote:August Prompt: Head to Jarris Beach to gather up some of those tasty shellfish left in tide pools after the sea has receded for an easy snack.
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All welcome for one. Mistral is dumb.

Mistral was no hunter by trade. Without a doubt Micah had tried his very best to instill some semblance of talent within her on the topic, but the coyote himself was not the most prestiged in tracking down "dear, poor little creatures" that "didn't deserve to be killed in cold blood like that." She thought he'd say something like that. He was too merciful, even to something as dumb and small as a squirrel, and try as he had to instill that too in Mistral, it hadn't worked.


But she had a small stomach anyway. When she caught a squirrel, mercifully or not, it was plenty. In this circumstance, however, she had not been so lucky. Stomach growling and every prey animal escaped from her tiny clutches, Mistral decided herself not hungry enough for such laborious and unglamorous annoyances and took to the coastline instead where shellfish were rumored to be gathering in tidepools.


She didn't like what the saltwater did to her fur, nor had she the apparent finger strength to pull apart shells. Mistral set instead to sitting in the sand with a rock balanced between her feet and ramming clams against it to little and frustrated avail.


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糸蘭
I am the Anti-christ, I am an Anarchist.




It was the reputation of the fresh sea air that had brought him down to the coast, but he was quickly finding that it wasn't at all to his taste. The sea air was in fact a cold, brisk and salty breeze that he could feel stiffening his fur already, the smell was pungent and malodorous, assaulting his nose and burning the back of his throat, and the scrambling over rocks was completely undignified. He felt a complete and utter fool in this new cold, smelly and rocky environment. The only positives were that he was away from his irritating little brother, Ryu electing to stay at home in the hotel rather than venture out to the coast, and that his psycho cat was wrapped around his neck.

Waru had fit right into Rans life; the cat gelled with the rebel wolfdog, their personalities matching perfectly. The cat never failed to cheer Ran up with his evil antics, and Ran seemed to be the only canine, apart from Rei, allowed to touch the scarred cat. The merle wolfdog raised a hand to scratch Waru behind his mangled ear, the cat leaning in to the touch and purring loudly, almost obscuring the loud clacking sound that suddenly caught Rans attention. He turned his head and straighted up his flopped left ear to better hear the sound. It intrigued him. He wanted to know what was going on and made his way to the source of the sound, careful not to slip on the rocks.

He was nearing the sounds origin when he missed his footing on the edge of a particularly slimy rock and felt himself plunge downwards, he started to curse loudly as he tumbled, but added an angry shout as Waru bailed from his shoulders, clawing him as he leaped away. He landed heavily on his side and hissed in annoyance more than pain. He was wedged in between two rocks and he could feel moisture soaking through his black jeans and shirt to his short fur. He tried to shift around to a better position but found himself wedged. He cursed again, in both English and Japanese, displaying his complete annoyance at the situation. He hoped that the sound that he had heard had been coming from another Luperci who could aid him, but he also kind of hoped that it wasn't, so no-one would see him in this predicament. He debated calling out for aid, but chose to remain quiet for now. If he couldn't wiggle his way out then he would call.



((ooc: Hope you don't mind me throwing a Ran at you?))


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yeeeeee

The crash was not subtle, a variety of yelps and pained gaggings audible even over the smashing of shellfish upon the rock between her feet. Mistral need not wonder if she had but imagined the sound, for some distance away among the rocks she could vaguely determine a flailing salt-and-pepper torso and limbs.


Her heart stopped. The very fortunate shellfish, spared this day, splashed back into a tidepool when she kicked up sand. "Micah!" cried the girl, at full panic and speed.


It retracted quickly she realized the trapped man not her adoptive father but one very dog-looking foreigner with a pelt arguably similar, if only from lengths away. Upon discovery of such Mistral slowed, her gait no more than a dragging step when she reached edge of rocks with pout and folded arms. Embarrassed, even if none had witnessed the outcry. She didn't miss the Lykoi; it was an easy mistake. Why would Micah have been this far into courtier territory, anyway?


Indubiously disapproving and unafraid to wear criticism for the stranger, Mistral snorted. Her impression of the man was spoiled already, even if her fellow courtier knew none of the context.


"Way to get yourself stuck," the de l'Or remarked, making no motion to aid him. She shrugged. "That sucks."

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糸蘭
I am the Anti-christ, I am an Anarchist.




An unfamiliar voice called out an unfamiliar name and he screwed his eyes shut with embarrassment as he heard frantic pawsteps drawing closer. He looked up as she looked down at him, ice blue eyes lighting on her small form. She snorted at him. She actually snorted at him. The rude cow. He narrowed his eyes at her and frowned, the beginnings of a growl rumbling in his chest but not quite making it to his throat yet. He expected her, despite her mocking reaction, to at least offer him some aid, as humiliating as it would be to accept aid from such a pipsqueak, yet she didn't. She simply stood there and insulted him further with her words. At those he did growl.

"Well it wasn't on frickin' purpose. Now, are you gonna help me outta here, or are you just gonna be a bitch?" Insulting her probably wasn't his greatest idea ever, she did seem to be the only canine around, and he doubted Waru could help him any. The cat was sat on a dry rock, watching his friend and the strange canine, seemingly unbothered now that he was safe from impending doom. Treacherous feline.

While he waited for her reply he curled his fingers into his palm, the claws digging painfully into his pads; he wished it had been Rei or Ryu who had found him. They would definitely help and it would have been a little less embarrassing, plus he knew they would keep it quiet. This female could go shout it around the whole pack for all he knew. He supposed he'd have to wait and see.



((ooc: I am soooooooo so so so sorry! Life kinda threw boulder sized lemons at me! Please forgive!))


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