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Kalypso sat on that boulder, a strangely familiar place for her all of a sudden. Sure, she had spent enough time contemplating on it that it was safely considered her thinking space. Why was it so comforting? Was it the cold stone against her bottom and feet that grounded her into reality? Or was it a punishment for whatever silly thing she was wallowing over at that exact moment?

There was more than enough in her life to make her miserable, so perhaps the cold was soothing and numbing instead. She played with the little bit of paper between her fingers, rolling it to warm up the herbs hidden within. Not that it would do much to it, but it was the best she could do to put off lighting it up.

As much as she wanted to get blazed out of her mind to ease the ache in her chest, she knew it was not the best place to do so. She was out in the open near the snow-covered field all the horses were kept in. Too close to people likely to pass by and she also had no idea what the collective opinion on drugs was. But she wanted it, despite the risks and odds. She honestly wasn't sure what she was thinking when she took it with her when she left home that afternoon.

Kalypso sighed and reached into her pocket. Then, she realized she had no fire starter, flint and steel, or tinder even. She patted the jacket's pocket and then fulled a sour face. Well, what was the point of that deliberation, then. She looked horribly displeased.

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i am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Pixie was growing to like her new home. She hadn't run into an unfriendly soul yet... Which was more than she could say for her previous pack. Even when things had been decent, there was always some sort of hidden tension. Sure, New Caledonia probably had secrets hiding around somewhere ... But for now? She was content to live in peace and harmony.. A serene way of life.

The wolf had been gathering different herbs for various purposes. "One to aid healing, Mugswort for dreams, one for tea.." She recounted the things she had gathered then rose to her feet. She was in her optime form which was the form she seemed to find herself in most often lately. The flexible paws were useful for many tasks, such as plucking delicate herbs, but also it seemed to be a way of life here. She had seen more wolves in their two-legged form than anything else. She wanted to fit in here and this seemed like a good start.

As she turned to make her way back towards the village she encountered some newer scents. Firstly, a female wolf. Secondly, and most importantly, she smelled one of her favorite drugs. Pixie had tried many over the years but marijuana held a close place in her heart. It was good for so many things-- Nausea, pain, smoking your woes away... A true multi-purpose substance. She made her way towards the familiar scents while being encouraged by her previous interactions with packmates. They had been kind thus far why should now be any different? When she arrived at the area where the wolf was there was a mixture of emotion on her face... Was she distraught? She really couldn't tell. "Hello," She called out in a friendly tone. Observing the situation she saw noticed that there was indeed a joint. For some reason, it just wasn't lit. "Perhaps she hadn't got to it?" she thought. Or, maybe.. "Need a light?" She asked. Pixie kneeled down, setting down her bag and unintentionally letting a few things roll out. She came a little closer and offered some of the tools she had for fire-starting.


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Going back home was probably the wisest choice to make. Yet, Kalypso continued to sit on that stupid boulder and contemplate the options that were not weighty and not meaningful. The decision would be be a mere drop of water in the lake of choices one made in life. It was nothing. It was a nothing choice, and yet she was weighing it with so much emphasis and deliberation.

God, it was just a joint. It was so meaningless! Why couldn't she just get over it? Never mind that her choices of late had hardly been sound that perhaps a simple choice like the one she was still goddamn weighing meant a bit more than it should have.

Kalypso visibly twitched when someone called out a greeting and very nearly dropped the joint. She recovered, clenching the wrapped thing to prevent it from falling into the snowy muck at the base of the boulder. Unfortunate while that would have been, it would have easily solved the conundrum of her day.

She looked up, glancing at the woman who had called out at her. Unfamiliar. Her eyes narrowed for a moment, evaluating her. A newcomer? She did not recall seeing her at the Call to Court, nor had she stumbled across her shortly after the blizzard. New, definitely new.

Hello, she replied in turn, a little bit more hesitantly as the woman dropped her bag to look for a light. She stifled a laugh at the rather comical display but managed to swallow most of the snort. It did turn into something more like a sneeze held back by sheer will, though.

I mean, sure, yes, I do, but.. you are? she asked after clearing her throat of pent up laughter. Kalypso was still not terribly used to people just coming up to her willy-nilly, even though she was horrendously guilty of doing it, too.

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i am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

She had always been pretty awkward. Her mother always said she didn't talk enough so she was trying to do better but words just seemed unnecessary. There were so few things that couldn't be said with body language. When the woman addressed her she had to remind herself that names were not one of those things that could be conveyed wordlessly. "I'm Pixie." She took a step back and almost tripped over her weasel. "And this.." She began, scooping up the small critter "is Pippin." She glanced up at the woman before clarifying, "Not food... Weasel doesn't taste good, anyway." Pixie took a seat on another nearby boulder. The wolf was beautiful, by her means. She had striking blue eyes and fur made up of a variety of perfectly meshed brown hues.

"Sorry if I approached wrong. I'm not used to.." She paused, shifting her eyes. How to word it? "I'm not used to being around others." It sounded much sadder out loud than she truly felt it was but she had sometimes gone months without talking to anyone up until recently... She had never been good with words but she didn't recall ever having been this bad. Her eyes lingered on the contents of her back that still lay on the ground. She watched as Pippin danced around the contents, pawing at some mugwort as if it was going to come to life. "I really must get him a mate.."

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Pixie and Pippin. Alliteration names, how cute. Kalypso had to tilt her head, though, since it seemed like such a strange name to choose for a child. A fairy creature? Was it a name to give the child ethereal trickster qualities, or just because they liked it? She wasn't going to ask, but still. Names were a curious thing.

Don't worry, I prefer fish anyway, she assured her, though she had definitely had weasels before as a meal. She was hardly uncultured enough to eat a companion animal. It would be like eating someone else's cat. Sustenance, but morally objectionable.

Kalypso did relax her shoulders a little as the younger woman continued to speak. A loner, probably. But it must have been awfully lonely. Kaly herself was a very outgoing creature - usually. That's alright. Practice helps and you can't practice without anyone to talk to, she said with a faint smile growing on her features. As much as she had been in a state of debatable misery, it was easier to pull out of that funk with someone else.

Kaly eyed the weasel playing with the goods on the ground, shaking her head at it. As playful as a kitten, but less appealing as a pet for her. She glanced back up at Pixie, raising the joint. You had a light? Would you mind starting it up for me, then? I'll share with you, she offered casually, the joint flat on her palm.

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Just a tiny tiny note that Kaly doesn't have any dangles on her c: Her current hair is shoulder length.

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Edited previous post to reflect no earrings!
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i am a sinner who's probably gonna sin again

Silence had been suitable in her old pack... Preferable, even. Here things were more complex; they were different but she liked it. "Practice?" She wondered if that was really all it took. There seemed to be so much that went into speech. She had to make an effort to not be too loud or quiet. An effort to use words that made sense. An effort to not be awkward. It was all just so much work. "Maybe it will get easier." Pixie took Kalypso up on their request. She didn't mind helping out especially if it meant she could join in on the fun. She nodded at her words and stood up to gather a bit of pine for kindling. Luckily there were some trees not far off and she got to work starting a small fire nearby, just enough to last a couple of minutes. A pleasant aroma wafted up to her nostrils as the pine caught fire. She took the joint and touched it to the hottest part of the flame to ignite it. After it was lit she stood up and took a slow pull of the smoking substance into her lungs. She was used to the act of smoking but it never really got easier to hold it in. After her pull Pixie walked close enough to hand off the joint to her packmate then settled on the ground just near enough to pass the object off back and forth. "Thank you. " She stated, grateful for her willingness to share.

Closer now, it was easier to distinguish certain things regarding the specifics of Kalypso. They were not the same rank so now she was really reconsidering her approach. Should she have been more submissive? She wasn't sure. Pixie leaned against a boulder and began to speak, "What do you do here?" She asked. They came off as someone who knew what they were doing. Someone with a purpose. She found that most here had some sort of skill that they brought to the table. She could feel her anxiety starting to wash away with the incoming high which was a feeling she absolutely adored. The conversation was starting to come easier as they carried on. After a moment, the name of practicing verbal communication, she carried on, "I think I would make a good Heartward. Or I could do something with the animals."

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Pixie seemed happy enough to help out, though Kaly was at a loss as she watched the newcomer building a small fire. It started to smell pleasantly of pine as the tiny bundle caught and flames licked at the likely short-lived fire. Pixie took the offered blunt and lit it in that small fire. Kaly still felt somewhat useless as she waited for the joint to be passed back to her. Pixie took the first drag before returning it.

The other woman settled on the ground and Kalypso was still on her boulder of annoying thoughts. She placed the rolled drug to her mouth and inhaled, her mind screaming for a moment of release from the thoughts that plagued it. As much as she did not want to run from her feelings and emotions like a coward, a brief vacation from them could hardly count against her. Sometimes, everything was just too much.

Here as in this rock? Or here as in New Caledonia? she joked as she passed the joint back to Pixie. It had not quite taken hold of her, yet. Soon enough, though, the feeling of mellow calm would wash over her and things would feel easier. That was what mattered.

Kalypso hummed as she absently picked at dead moss on the rock, pulling it and flicking it away. I couldn't tell you much about either. Inara is a Heartward, though. She knows more about it. Arran would be your best bet for animals. I think he's our head shepherd. Or something. She shrugged as the joint was inevitably passed right back to her.

I make things and try to trade them, probably do more when the weather warms up, she explained, pulling on the blunt, feeling the calm grow. Oh, how wonderful that feeling was. The world seemed a little less too much.

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"Both!" Pixie took another hit off the joint and felt it go straight to her head. If she wasn't mistaken, it almost seemed as though Kalypso was brooding when they first encountered each other. She was happier the woman seemed more content now-- Even if it was just because she was distracted. Maybe that's why she wanted to be a Heartward... To bring this sort of peace to other canines wherever possible. "Inara and Arran.." Two names she would have to remember. It was good there was someone here who also took to animals; she had found many saw them as nothing more than food. Some of them were delicious, yes, but there was so much more depth to them. They had thoughts. They had feelings.


"I miss the warm weather so much. I miss sleeping on warm rocks, playing in the water.." She leaned back and reminisced about all the pleasant things that came with the upcoming seasons. She imagined huge trees branching out above her with the sun seeping in through the bright green leaves. Most trees were presently lacking leaves due to the harsh weather and it felt almost wrong to her. "I miss flowers the most," The wolf absentmindedly ran her fingers through her soft mane as she considered the vivid flora she would have access to during spring. "Some things still grow, like some Camellia varieties. But a lot of things don't. I make headwear out of them, sometimes. I think you'd look lovely in a flower crown." Pixie came back to attention, realizing she was starting to ramble a bit. "I'm almost certainly talking too much now." She said, giggling. It was a remark she probably wouldn't have made out loud if sober but now that she had it seemed much funnier. Everything seemed quite a bit more humorous right now. She passed back the joint again in a movement that had grown quite. At this point, she was more than content to let Kalypso lead the conversation. The last thing she wanted to do was to be overwhelming.


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Kalypso laughed more easily and more freely than she would have otherwise, but did not answer the question. The drug was working miracles on her mood and the ease with which her words flowed. The air had thinned out and her general state of being upset dispersed. All-in-all, Kaly was likely a much better conversational partner after a few hits of weed. At least, at that moment. She was usually quite eloquent and personable, but sometimes a bad mood could ruin any attempts at tact.

She tilted her head. Warm weather? Her curiosity was peaked. Are you from the south? she asked, not disguising the curiosity in her tone. Kalypso felt like nearly everyone she met was from the region or from the west. Still cold no matter which part of the north they came from, they were just more northerners. So few folk seemed to travel north from the south, and more seemed to go south from the north. That ought to have been a good warning sign, if she had ever been on the lookout for them in the first place.

Nothing out here is that pretty, honestly, and the entire landscape is so dead, she said crossly, her mood sinking again as she made herself talk a hit before passing it on. Pass, puff, pass, puff. At least in the warm months it's green and there is life everywhere. Maybe not as bright as I like it, but better than this.. this.. this, she repeated, gesturing with her hands to the desolation of winter around them. The deciduous trees were barren, sleeping for the winter. The bushes were devoid of leaves, and the grass was covered with snow and frost. Nothing pretty, nothing living.

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"I am. It still got chilly sometimes, mind you... But nothing like this." Pixie's eyes followed the gesturing and fixated on the area around her. The world was almost eerily quiet without the sweet calls of birds filling the air. Her mind drifted to the recent blizzard and all the havoc it had wreaked. Had she not been influenced by her current high she may have been tempted to grovel, too... But she reminded herself it would all be back. The trees, grass untainted by snow, the singing birds.. "Soon." She considered telling the woman that this all really was only temporary but ultimately she decided against it. She guessed that the bad weather was just the tip of the iceberg when it came to her troubles. The way Pixie saw it, they were lucky. They were safe, somewhat warm, and they even had a bit of weed. A win by her standards.

"Do you want to do something when it gets warmer?" She asked. A few more words, a bit more practice. She wasn't quite sure what activity would do if they did hang out again but it felt worth it to ask. The interactions came easier to her now and felt much more natural than usual; this was how it should be. She felt lucky. She was at peace with the Universe and in sync with the world around her. She had a new pack, potential friends, and there was an unfamiliar yet refreshing feeling that encouraged her-- Hope. "This session was exactly what I needed."


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Kalypso smiled wide. She had not known the meaning of cold until the moment she came to the far north and experienced a true winter. The chilly breezes of the sea where not even that cold in comparison to a constant arctic blast while the sunshine came and went in what felt like the blink of an eye.

I never really experienced the cold until I came up here. All I knew was heat, rain, and sunshine. It had been paradise, but Nova Scotia was her home. How many years had it been since she came blazing up from the islands like a northbound hurricane overextending its trajectory. I came up here and my first winter was both a horror and delight. She laughed. Now, she just tolerated it.

But she paused for a moment, staring at the woman. Then, Kaly snorted loudly, before she started laughing. It was a strong sort of laugh that roiled out of her gut, making her bend over as she laughed. It echoed across the space and likely startled a handful of birds. Horses looked up from their huddles, suddenly alert, before returning to their huffing.

Soon enough, she stopped laughing. But she continued to chortle under her breath. I'm sorry, she apologized, mostly untruthfully. She wasn't that sorry. That was so vague. Are you going to disappear between now and warmer days? She chuckled, wiping away a tear from the corner of her eye. There's plenty to do before then, I'm sure you've noticed. It was hard to miss.

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She listened as the wolfdog recalled her first winter... One she seemed to have some fond memories of. Pixie found herself less than impressed with the weather but to each their own. Heat and rain sounded heavenly right about now.

Pixie didn't quite understand why the woman was laughing but she enjoyed the sound. She wasn't sure if it was something she said or a fleeting thought Kalypso had but it was hard not to feel joy in the presence of such laughter. She felt as though she had done a good deed by cheering the wolfdog up. Sure, the marijuana probably had an influence but the conversation in itself was pleasant. Perhaps she wasn't as bad as at conversation as she had thought.

After her laughter subsided and Kalypso's reasoning was given Pixie was left with a mischevious grin on her face. "Oh, you never know. I'm very mysterious." She said exaggeratedly. She knew she was quite the opposite; she was nothing if not predictable. In hindsight, it did seem a little ridiculous to make plans this far in advance-- She sounded terribly dramatic. There was work to be done now as well as leisurely activities. She had been so caught up in thinking about the future she neglected to consider the immediate situation. Such behavior was far from uncommon with her. Her mind doted on and romanticized the future... A future here in New Caledonia. She never planned on being a loner again should she be able to prevent it. Even leaving pack territory temporarily was far from her mind right now. There was already so much to explore within the borders. Plus, she enjoyed meeting the other individuals that called this place home. This experience had only fueled her desire to socialize more. This was what she wanted-- she wanted to leave other canines with this warmth and happiness everywhere she went.

"It was good to meet you, Kalypso." It was a blessing from the creator, really, but she wouldn't go so far as to insert her beliefs. It seemed many here held a different religious stance and she respected it.



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Kalypso waggled her fingers and made them spread wide open, mimicking the sudden puff of smoke that came with smoke bombs. Poof, I'm sure. Very mysterious. So mysterious. She had never quite figured out how a smoke bomb worked, but it would likely have been quite appropriate for the moment. Or for theatrics. Maybe Pascal knew, with all his excessive book learning.

She rubbed at her throat a little, feeling the itch of the drug in her skin. It often left her a little bit itchy, for whatever reason. Or perhaps it helped her to feel just how dry her skin was with the weather being as awful as it was. She sniffed a bit, shaking her head at Pixie.

You say that now, just wait till I piss you off, she said with a broad grin. She doubted that there was much conflict to be found between them, but their first interaction had been under the smoothing influence of weed. It had a way of making everyone into friends as they shared a joint. What would they be like when they were completely sober? She was hardly the sweetest creature out there. If anything, she was mostly comparable to buck-thorn.

Bah, we only just met, don't get sentimental, she said suddenly, passing along the increasingly smaller blunt to the woman, content to keep it going.

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