[AW] Throw open wide the gates of Spring!

Colibri Haki · 3 April 2013, 03:17 AM

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Ostara Spring Festival
Date: March 31st, 2013.
Setting: Vinátta Pack Lands, Jordheim Village
Time: All afternoon
OOC Info: This thread is mandatory for all characters, you have to post at least once or your character risks demotion. If your character has an IC reason not to attend, PM the VN account to let us know. There is no posting order; you may reply as often as you'd like. Closing date will be April 30th. Currently exempt: Bran Stormbringer, Cody Rhiannon

IC Info: This event takes place over an afternoon, so you do not have to specify your character's arrival or departure. Your character is free to wander around Jordheim at their own pace, and if they would rather mingle and not participate in any events, that is fine. But! Each of the following pNPC prompts is worth 5 bonus game points, so it is recommended that you check them out! You can only complete one prompt per post, but you're free to post as many times as you like. :) Pack NPCs can be controlled by anyone, so don't be afraid to involve them! Your character can offer to help out, as well as simply taking part.

Storytelling with Miskunn! The Godja is willing to tell stories about springtime and specifically, the Pagan tale of Ostara and Lepus. She will pass out carved wooden eggs, and instruct her listeners to paint their hopes and dreams onto the egg before symbolically burying them. Young and old are encouraged to walk with her and enjoy the culture of this celebration!

Hunt for eggs with Axle! The Vald cleverly hid painted bird eggs all around Jordheim, and is offering prizes to those who bring them back to him. Axle will offer hints to those who ask him, and his prizes are rabbit-related items scavenged from the city of Amherst, such as books and plastic toys, as well as rabbit furs. The activity was intended for puppies, but some of the eggs are in very hard to reach areas, so they might need an adult's assistance!

Plant seeds with Grit! Colibri, the pack Gardener, gave Grit some packets of herb and flower seeds from last year and instructed him to pass them out today. But Grit doesn't know anything about gardening, so can someone help him plant them? Ostara celebrates fertility and the beginning of a new life and planting seeds is the perfect way to do that!

Petting zoo with Joondalup! Joon has set up an area with three newborn lambs for anyone to pet and play gently with. He is giving away balls of yarn to crafters and cat owners. He has also harnessed Aniki the donkey to a cart, and will give any interested packmates a scenic ride through Jordheim to watch the spring flowers bloom!

Lamb Tail Stew with Jindabyne! A peaceful area is set up with benches and tables for those who wish to take a break and partake in a hot meal. The newborn lambs just had their tails docked, but they will not go to waste. Jin cooked up a big pot of lamb tails, rabbit meat, wine, and some fresh spring veggies, plus some sheep cheese to sprinkle on top, so grab a bowl and enjoy!

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Colibri Haki

Spring felt like something that needed to be celebrated. For Colibri, the snow melting and the warm sunlight returning was such a relief. Winter was as cold and harsh as ever, and she sequestered herself indoors as much as she could. She had already mulched the gardens in autumn to protect them from frost, and collected all the seeds to dry and save for the growing season, so there was little more for a gardener to do but wait it out. Now the cold had not completely retreated, but spring was in the air, and it put the Sannindi in a rare good mood. There was so much to be done! Last week she and Saul began work on the communal herb garden, and she was pleased with the progress so far. There was time to set aside to enjoy the peaceful festival taking place in their Jordheim village. It was all new to her, as it probably was to Saul and Lilin as well; this was something Miskunn put together, and they would all thank her for it later. Some of their members surely needed the boost of morale; they had lost several packmates recently.

The Godja had spoken of an Ostara celebration honoring the new life and fertility returning to the land, and had instructed some of their packmates to organize activities. She wanted to conduct it on the vernal equinox, but the weather did not cooperate until today. Coli wasn't familiar with the story behind all the eggs, but when she casually asked Miskunn, the Godja replied primly that she should join the storytelling session that afternoon and then she would learn it. Perhaps she would, but for now, she was distracted by the sweet aroma of cooking meat and wine wafting in the air. One of the twin brothers, Jinda or Joonda, was cheerfully stirring a pot of stew over a crackling fire. Coli could never resist free food for long, though she was determined to check all the events out first before taking part in them.

Coli was carrying her woven basket, and it was laden with the little packets of seeds she had made in the fall. They were herbs and flowers, everything she could harvest from her flower patch as well as the communal garden. It was the perfect time of year to plant them, especially since it tied in with the theme of Ostara. As she walked past the humped houses of the village, she thought it might be nice to pass out the packets and let everyone plant something in front of their own hill-homes. They were hardy plants and would rely on rain and sunshine more than they would need any special care.

The timid wolf jumped in surprise when she rounded the corner of the hillock and came face-to-face with a brindle giant of a dog, his muscular frame towering over her. She peered up at him before blinking in recognition - that must be Grit, one of Lilin's friends that she had tasked with patrolling the borders. She had never really spoken to him before, but he was obviously recognizable. His dark eyes squinted down at her, before he gruffly spoke.

"Sannindi. Ain't nothin' on da borders today, but I'll do another lap soon. Need me fer anythin' here den?"

Coli perked up, pushing the basket into his calloused hands. "Um... Y-yes, you are going to pass out these seeds and help your packmates plant them around Jordheim. I'll come check on you, I have to look for my daughters now!" The Vald looked bewildered, staring quizzically down at the basket dwarfed by his hands, but Coli was already padding along the path. Fiora, Farina, and Florina could not miss this!

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Rúni Stormbringer · 3 April 2013, 11:50 AM

Okay so now what was he supposed to do? Looking back it had probably been a stupid idea, but he’d heard that Axle was giving out prizes and he really wanted one of those rabbit things. He done his best to avoid his cousins and his siblings, he didn’t want to have to share and finally he’d found an egg. The only problem was it had been nestled quite comfortably in the branches of a tree. The branches had been low, but to a cub the egg might have been on the moon. The green eyed cub had sat there and looked up at the egg for ages. He’d stood up, paced and sat back down again and looked up. He had pushed against the tree, but it had just bruised his nose. He scrabbled up a couple of times, but always he just shy of reaching the branch. He could hear his family and friends talking, but didn’t want to call in case one of the others took his egg. So he just sat there, watching it, a silent guardian of his unreachable prize.

Finally impatience and determination overcame sense and with a great deal of effort, a lot of bruising and some scratches, which had left bloody trails on the trunk, Runi had claimed his prize. Now though, he was in the tree and the ground suddenly seemed a long way down. His ears flattened against his head and he hunkered down with his egg. How was he ever going to get down again?

[i]”Hello.”[/b]

He called, knowing that whoever came would see that he had the egg and even if his cousins or siblings came along, it was clear for all to see that he had found it and claimed it.

Leaf Darkfire · 3 April 2013, 04:09 PM

OOC-Here come the playful foxes! :D

"LEAF! LEEEEEEAAAAF!" Ivy howled out to the young fox. She giggled as she stared up at the bright egg resting in the rough branches above her. When his ears picked up the call, Leaf stopped himself in a mid-run to turn after the call. He howled back a reply and raced after his friend. Leaf showed a cheeky smile as he purposely crashed into the vixen. Ivy yelped and bit down on Leaf's scruff. "C'mon Leaf! Ah found a egg up darr!" She barked and pointed her muzzled up at the tree. Leaf stopped his giggling and looked up at the egg. It was a neat blue and red, nice and bright. He frowned, "An' how we gonna get up dare!" Leaf replied. Ivy's ears dropped, she wasn't so good with asking for help, far too independent in Leaf's opinion. She put two paws against the tree to sniff higher. From her height, it was about halfway. She jumped a few times, but her bouncy legs couldn't get to the colorful egg.

She stopped and panted, before glaring at Leaf. He frowned at first, but then sighed an understanding. He stood up against the tree and tried his own jumps. He, personally, could jump higher, but to try and grab the egg might break it in the process. He growled before giving up. All the while, Ivy was sitting on her hunches thinking. Her face lit up with an idea, "Stand up against da tree Leaf!" She commanded. Leaf pulled his ears back, but obeyed, placing his dark, front paws against the rough bark of the tree trunk. Before he knew it, a reasonably heavy Ivy was crawling her way over his back and placed her back feet on his shoulders. "Hey! Dat hurts!" Leaf cried, Ivy brushed her bushy tail over Leaf's nose.

"Don't be chicken, Leaf!" Ivy said through grunts. Carefully, with a few wobbles, Ivy reached her front legs up, pulling herself to her full height. She panted, sticking out her little pink tongue, before locating the bright egg and placed her teeth gently around it. She grunted to Leaf, which he frowned at and ignored before, with elegant grace, pushed off the tree and landed, feet down on the dirt below. Leaf looked, wide eyed, at the vixen before smiling. "Nice one Ivy! Bags I get da next one!" Leaf said and licked Ivy's check playfully before running off into the trees to look for the next egg.

Florina Soul · 3 April 2013, 07:34 PM

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omigosh adorable foxes and puppies everywhere~ WC: 502

Florina Soul

Florina barreled down the pathway at full speed, breezing past her mother without stopping to see what she wanted. She was hunting eggs! Nothing else could be as important as this. There were prizes, and it was a game for everyone, meaning if she got the most eggs she was the best hunter in the pack! Silver eyes darted this way and that, but she was running too quickly to look thoroughly, impatient as always. They could be painted like anything, so they probably blended in like prey did. She slowed to a trot, swerving around her packmates with her nose to the ground. What did they smell like? There were so many scents all mingling in the air, flowers and stew and wolves.

The bleating of little sheep caught Florina's attention briefly, and she looked up to see the trio of curious lambs in a small enclosure. The urge to chase them made her tail stir... but the dingo shepherd watching her cleared his throat knowingly, a warning in his dark eyes. They were not for chasing, despite the tantalizing way they skipped about and made their little noises. She huffed a sigh and padded on. Maybe if someone distracted that guy, she could chase the sheep later. Sólieri might be up for the task, if she could find her sunshine cousin.

She perked up when she heard Rúni's voice, but after peering around, she still couldn't spot him. Had he found an egg? She could probably overpower her green-eyed cousin and steal it, or so she figured. Flori trotted off the path and toward the trees, where she was certain she heard Rúni. She drew up sharply when she heard the giggling and yipping of Leaf the fossker - wait, now there were two of them? Florina stared in confusion as she watched the two kits bounding away, unable to distinguish the difference between them. They really did grow on trees. Jiva lied to her. But - oh! She had spotted an egg!

It was a small bird's egg, painted green and cleverly nestled in the branches of a bush. It was sheer luck that she had spotted the well-camouflaged prize. Without hesitation, Florina eagerly thrust her face through the branches and closed her jaws around the egg. Immediately she regretted it as she heard the telltale crunch. Globs of yellow yolk ran down her chin, spattering onto the grass. She heard laughter nearby and whipped her head around, spotting the big black dog that was overseeing the Aeska. He was laughing at her.

"Come on, that still counts!" she barked indignantly. The task was to find the eggs, and she had clearly found one. She spat out the colorful eggshells, nudging them pointedly with her ecru nose, but Axle shook his head, laughing all the while. No reward for her. Flori bristled, turning aside to lick the goop staining her muzzle and mutter curses under her breath. Whatever, she was going to go chase those sheep.

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Fiora vin Vahn · 3 April 2013, 07:49 PM

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This time of year seemed to be just the thing to uplift the child’s spirits; she was in a spiraling depression that not even her mother seemed to know how to cure. She had felt like an outsider, casted out for some reason though why no one could understand. The strange beast was clever enough to escape from his stall and stalk her throughout the compound, though if she was luck like today she could escape away from his shadowing. The snow was just a link to her depression, whine and glittering against the sun but now the world was different. It was clear; it just felt right to the child. All she could think of was the colorful flowers her mother spoke to her about since her birth, about the soft delicate feel of the petals and the flutter of insects dancing on their stems. It was just what she needed.

Already she had set out after her mother, first only seeing her moments before she left their den like house with a small woven basket that held packets of sorts. She wondered what those packets contained, it was pure chance when she lost sight of the chocolate woman did she see almost teal colored egg nestled against two rocks. Curiously she knelt down beside it, unsure if it was safe to touch much less look at. It was not a color she had seen on a bird egg and the pattern, it was not natural. Cautiously she placed her small fingers around the fragile object and cupped it in her black hands, turning it to see the painted spots of what could only be called pink.

She had to show this to her mother, ask her why such a strange colored egg was just lying around for it to be squished by someone less carful. Another strange color caught her eye as she tried to hurry to her mother, this time it was a dark red with a purple imprint of a floral design. It was in a sapling that was not much taller than herself. Her mind tried to wrap around the concept of so many colorful eggs but something just did not seem right. Again she hurried with the two eggs nestled in her hands as she cupped them closer to her chest, she could not afford to drop them. What were they for, how could she find more? Shaking her head, she had to find her mother.

Before long her goal was accomplished, her tail wagging rabidly behind her when her mother came into view. Her shy expression turned to one of happiness and joy just by the sight of her, she whined softly as she moved her small body closer to her mother’s taller one. After reaching on her toes to give her mother a soft lick under the chin she asked her question, "Momma, I found these.. eggs.." She stated more than questioned, looking up at her almost mirror colored eyes. Curiosity shinning with an almost worried expression, she just wanted to understand.

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Sólieri Stormbringer · 4 April 2013, 11:24 AM

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sunshine princessshe makes the sound, the sound the sea makes

When her father had informed his children about the Ostara event, Sólieri had been sceptical. It wasn't that she didn't believe Miskunn or the powers of the Ostara event. It had more to do with the sheer excitement and disbelief at having an egg hunt and all the fun that could be had when the pack was together. Last time, at the Ausa Vatni, the whole pack had been calm and celebratory. But Saul had assured his daughter that there would be festivities and excitement abound for the activities that were planned. In truth, the sunshine girl had been torn between her desire to hunt all over Jordheim for little eggs and prizes, or sitting down with Miskunn to hear her story. In the end, the girls excitable nature won out and the afternoon had dawned sunny as the girl had charged from her house. Now six and a half months old, the girl could no longer be likened to a harmless pudgy puppy racing around; her adolescent body was bulky and gangly even if she was smaller than her brothers and there was real force behind her tumbling about now.

Unlike most days spent romping around Jordheim, there were puppies everywhere. Sóli caught sight of her brothers tawny pelt and was tempted to track him down and steal his eggs. Before she could act on the impulse, the creamy pelt of her favourite cousin dragged her attention away. Florina had been distant recently and the princess had spent little time with the youngest of her older cousins. Despite her desire to play however, the girls attention on the eggs was not waning and she silently promised the older Soul girl that she would find her soon. As she rounded a corner, blue eyes caught sight of the much larger Fiora, despite the minimal age difference in them. Nearby, her Aunt Coli stood and her cousin spoke with confusion. "You's supposed to get the all Fio!" She exclaimed before excitement and determination propelled her forward and away from the two Luperci relatives.

A familiar scent caught her nose and for a moment, confusion swept over her. She could smell Rúni clearly but couldn't spot him. Unable to stay still for longer however, the girl tumbled forward, blue eyes having spotted a deep purple egg wedged between two stones. Carefully, the girl picked it up in her mouth, breath snorting through her nose as she returned the egg to its hider; Axle was laughing a lot but at the impatient squeak from the girl, he dropped down and held out his hand. "Im gonna win this!" She told the male firmly, a grin stretching her lips. As she whirled around however, a dark brown blur caught her attention. "Swamp monster!" She called out sharply, darting forward to try and stop Valérian's flight through Jordheim. "We can team up, if you want?" She posed the alliance with a mischievous grin to her lips, whirling around and rushing off to give the younger pup little choice but to follow.

[506] PP approved by Kitty <3

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Palaydrian Soul · 4 April 2013, 11:25 AM

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The somber mood in the Darkfire/Kurosoul household had begun to lift ever since Palaydrian had run into the topaz eyed male. The heavy heart she had carried since her mate’s death had lightened and for once, things were beginning to look up again. The fae had returned to her tasks of training as a hopeful Vald in full force. Increasing the distance she travelled each day to scout and mark the borders with her scent. Vinatta had another pair of watchful eyes on them now and the burden of her sorrow was starting to slip away, once again replaced with the importance of keeping all the little Aeska within the viking territory safe. Her boys had been receptive to the sudden change in their mother, embracing her bubbly laughter and the smiles that would grace her face. Mommy was returning to her old self, this was the dulcet woman and mother they loved.

The morning started off rushed. Leaf and Ivy, her adopted son’s newest friend, barely even ate their morning meal, much too excited for the festivities and the celebration of Ostara. Drin could blame them, bidding them goodbye with affectionate kisses atop their heads, only to see their russet coats disappear into the thick of the bustling Jordheim. No doubt they’d be out hunting eggs all afternoon. Tyris and Taro were more than happy to take their time eating raw and cooked strips of rabbit. The outside world was daunting and without a father figure, they were beginning to cling more to their mother. Not that she minded, but it was a little heartbreaking to see her once so brave and reckless Tyris, cowering between her legs. Courage would return soon, that’s what everyone said...the twins were simply adjusting.

The trio set out shortly after the two fox kits, finding Miskunn and a small gathering of packmates already forming a circle around their Godja. She had the excited looks of storytelling on her face, welcoming her brothers and sisters, young and old to come closer and hear her tale. Palaydrian took a seat on the ground, allowing her growing sons to wrestle for the space in her lap while she listened to the Godja tell the tale of Ostara and the little bird she had saved from certain death. The boys faces widened in delight and wonder, gaping at their mother now and then as Miskunn went on to say Ostara turned the little bird into a pristine white hare because he could no longer fly.

Ah’m Lep-pus! Squealed Taro, leaping from his mother’s lap to bounce about as Leaf had taught him. Shhh...little one, Drin chuckled, beckoning her rambunctious child back, the Godja hasn’t finished her tale, she whispered as the squash furred Aeska came bouncing back. Yer not Lehp-us...you can’t lay dem eggies, Tyris grumbled, having taking the absence of his brother to snuggle even closer to his mother, much to Taro’s dismay. Mah, I was der first! He pouted while the Godja walked around and began handing the families wooden eggs.

Boys, what have I said about sharing? She asked, taking three eggs from Miskunn and thanking the Godja with a friendly nod of her head. Tyris sighed, rolling his eyes at his brother and sticking his tongue out before his mom could notice, Fine...we ken share Ro, come on up. Taro snorted in response, angrily plopping back on his rump and turning his head away from his twin. Look what Miskunn has given us, Palaydrian interrupted the squabble, holding out the carved eggs for them both to examine. Their inquisitive noses sniffed at the things while the Godja instructed them to decorate the eggs, painting them with their hopes and dreams for the future. Think we can do that sweets? She asked, seeing that the little argument had passed. The twins nodded enthusiastically and Tyris joined his brother on the ground, both scampering forward to begin rummaging through one of the basket of paints Miskunn had provided.

What were Drin’s hopes and dreams? She joined the boys at the basket, calming their excitable bodies with the affectionate touch of her hands. Now, let’s makes sure that we leave some colors for everyone else. How about we each pick two? Seemingly happy with their mother’s executive agreement, Tyris chose yellow and Taro chose blue, unfortunately they both went for green as their second color. Preparing to intervene once more, the Hollr held her breath, being cut off by the lighter hued son. Les both use et Ris? Tyris studied his sibling for a moment before a grin spread across his muzzle. Okay Ro! Pleased with their actions, Drin beamed down at her sons, selecting a rosey paint and an aqua for herself. The trio returned to their eggs and began to work on their masterpieces, both boys haphazardly painting by holding the brushes in their mouths.

Table credit to Vannah!

FORM: optime // OOC: painting eggs with the twins, open for interaction. // WC: 8+

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Valérian Coeur · 4 April 2013, 05:52 PM

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Soli and Val gonna kick butts at finding eggs, yo ~ [340]

Everywhere he looked there was bustling pockets activity and life; pups and adults alike mingling and darting from place to place with excitement and impatience, the games and fun well under way. Being one of the smaller pups he hadn't quite managed to out smart or beat the others to the eggs for awhile, despite his best efforts problem solving wasn't a skill the pup had grown to possess just yet. However, the rather vibrant egg before him was practically impossible to miss and hidden at a lower level that matched the Coeur's line of sight perfectly.

With a paw on either side, the brown pup practically vibrated with sheer joy at having successful managed to find one, but unable to quite calm himself down enough to pick it up just yet; with tail swishing so fast his rear end was tossed from side to side, paws dancing lightly across the dirt in place.

Taking in short, shallow breaths he closed his eyes, picking up the egg as carefully as possible and running full pelt back to the adult he knew he had to given them to; that of course was the game. As he moved his tongue fell out the side of his mouth, awkward due to the egg within his maw but he cared little. Sighting the specified adult he passed his egg over, not pausing for a moment he span round, darting back into the madness once more.

A few of the pups he passed seemed familiar, occupied with their own friends and family, thus making them horribly intimidating to approach; resigned to this, he had planned to continue on his own, when a certain horrid nickname had his head swinging around, ears perking up alert as an amused smile spread across his maw. “Soli and me gonna kick all da bottoms!” he announced loudly to anyone and everyone within ear shot, spinning once in a sharp circle barking with laughter to express his excitement. “Where to go look next?” he asked, deterring to the golden girl.

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Saul Stormbringer · 7 April 2013, 10:16 AM

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saul stormbringerraise my hand, paint my spirit gold

The air hummed with celebration and the Gods had deemed fit to allow the Vikings a day of relative warmth. It had been Miskunn's idea and they'd managed to pull together various activities that their members might be able to participate in. Saul had helped Axle paint and hide some of the eggs the dog was using in the event for the pups and similarly the grey male had taken pleasure in watching over the three newborn lambs that the dingo had penned in. They would grow and become part of the flock that was slowly accumulating in Vinátta's borders. The small group of goats that had been rounded up from the mountains by Sky and himself were still a little stand-offish against the wolves and it had been agreed that they would exclude the female kid that they'd bought back in the celebrations of spring.

While Saul found it hard to relax, he'd meandered through the activities, pausing on the outskirts of Miskunn's story telling and giving his aunt a warm smile before moving on once more. The hub of activity centered in Jordheim, where his children, nieces, nephews and all manner of other puppies charged around with apparent abandon. Green eyes twinkled with content as he witnessed Florina's mistake and the subsequent goopy mess on her muzzle. He still worried for the girl and wished to test his theory out further, but had stayed away from trying to see if she felt various temperatures and pressures against her skin. She was an enigma, but she was Colibri's daughter and his niece to boot and he wouldn't deliberately try to hurt her to satisfy his own curiosity.

His wanderings had found him moving towards the cooking pot however and he stopped here, pride in his pack swelling in his breast. The previous moon had seen tragedy for two of their members and his heart truly went out to Less and Drin. But perhaps these celebrations would help them move on, to accept the fate handed to them and lay to rest the disquiet in their souls. Of course, it was impossible for Saul to empathise; his mate was still living even if a rift had grown between the two of them. Thoughts of Lilin caused him to swallow convulsively; she'd left Vinátta recently for a trip south and Saul hadn't been able to watch her go without the instinctive need to bring her back. But unlike last time, he hadn't followed her and had allowed her the space.

With bowl in hand, Saul allowed a small smile to grace his lips as he glanced back up to Jindabyne. "The sheep are doing well here?" He questioned, gesturing towards the cheese laid out to supplement the meal. It was an assumption, based on the lambs born and the products produced by the foreign brothers. But the dingo grinned, a nod returned. "They're doin' great." Came his quiet reassurance and Saul felt grateful that the dingo was not one to fill silences with mindless chatter. Content to survey his pack, a proud father to all, Saul took another mouthful of stew, humming in pleasure at the taste.

[[526]] come on people, join in the fun! <3

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Carya Aston · 8 April 2013, 03:32 PM

Carrie was wondering around lunging back and forth from rock to rock. She found two eggs, they were hers though. With one large gulp she had one set gently in her maw, and with a lunge towards the large adult who they were supposed to take the eggs too, she smiled up at him, and dropped the egg into his hand when he held it out. She returned to the other egg, and before she passed it by though, she ran quickly by her brother and Soli, who seemed to be tag-teaming the egg hunt. Was that even legal? She grinned and ran by her brother biting at his tail, and laughing. I'm gunna wins, Val! She escaped spotting a pretty teal colored egg near a tree, as she lunged towards it, her paws slipped and landing face first into the egg, she had yolk covering her maw and lapped at her face, with an awkward smile.

She grinned turning to capture another egg, and bring it to one spot, if you hit the eggs and didn't let anyone else find them, then you could win right? Right. That was what Carrie would do. She brought two eggs back to a near by rock by that tree, and placed them securely into a hole that she was sure no one could dig into, but just to be safe she covered it with two twigs. Then a hello came over to her ears and she twitched them, turning her head back and forth before sniffing the air, as she followed her nose, it led her to the tree she had broken the egg near that was now awkwardly caked into her fur.

Facing the tree, she smelled blood and another smell that was vaugely familiar. A smile was put on her face as she put her paws on the trunk of the tree, and stretched her head as far back as she could manage. Hi there! she yelped out to him, smiling cluelessly. Was ya doin' all the ways there? she questioned cocking her head, blue eyes staring into his green ones. hey, wanna team ups? wes could has dou'le the eggs den! she exclaimed hind-end wriggling furociously.

thought i'd throw Carrie in here :)

Sólieri Stormbringer · 10 April 2013, 06:42 AM

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sunshine princessshe makes the sound, the sound the sea makes

Valérian's response was immediate and the sunshine girl gave her friend a wide grin. Despite the trouble they'd got into last time they'd played, Sóli held no ill will towards him and he was just as good a friend as he had been before she'd fallen down that hole. Besides, Bishop had hurt her worse just the day after and she wasn't even very mad at him. "Yeah we are!" The girl exclaimed triumphantly before Carya raced passed, issuing a challenge of her own. Sóli's face turned into a determined scowl as her smaller friend questioned their next direction. Deciding against following the cream girl, Sóli turned and began to scamper in the opposite direction. They surely were all over the village, hidden in plain sight and even more difficult to find. They could be anywhere and Sóli was certain that not many of the others had managed to get one back to Axle like she'd been able to.

She didn't need to keep glancing back to know that Val was following her. As they raced back towards her own house and a more centralised area of Jordheim, the girl zigzagged back and forth between bushes, creases in the houses and rocks that might contain an egg. As the girl turned jostled one of the rocks, a dark blue egg rolled away and she gasped in surprise. "We found one Val!" She exclaimed, a wide grin on her lips as she glanced over at her chocolate partner. With her nose, she nudged the decorated egg towards the boy, allowing him to carry it. They would be able to find one more before they had to return them to Axle and she hoped Val wouldn't crush the egg when they continued.

The next egg was a bit more problematic. Wedged in the fork of a tree was a bright red egg decorated with spots of yellow. Her head turned towards Val and she gave a huff of breath, her rump hitting the floor. "We'll never get it..." She commented, almost dejected. It was not in her nature to give up however and she began to stretch up towards the fork in the tree. Her paws scrabbled against the bark and for a moment, she hit the ground with a furrowed brow and scowl. If only there was a way to stretch up and pluck it from its nest. As the thoughts entered her mind, her body felt like it was squirming and the girl look down at herself. With a yelp, she fell to the floor, her bones grinding and crunching against one another. What had she done?

[437] here we go ladies!

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Anu · 10 April 2013, 08:49 AM

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Since hearing of the celebration for the Godja Anu had looked forward to the time of Ostara. It meant that the world would change and that Spring was near. She gathered at the calling of her leaders, she and her mate shuttling the four pups off to the center of Jordhiem. Greeting were given to her fellow pack mates, and the mother stood back as the puppies ran off, many of them promptly seeking out the painted eggs that were hidden. It did not take long for Val and Carya to bound away and make friends for partners.

The wolfess could not loose her smile, and began to drift over to the brindle dog that had been given seeds by the resident Gardner. Can I help? She asked with a gentle hand reaching out to take a handful of the seeds. Once the Crimson Dreams horticulturist she was practiced in the art of planting, but it had been some time since she had been focused on the task. Winter always caused a lull in the art, but even before the snows and cold she had begun to go more interest in the Norse faith and studying the stories that spoke of the religion. Tail waved lightly as she wandered around the running pups, sprinkling the seeds into any upturned grass.

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Shiloh Dawnbringer · 10 April 2013, 10:59 AM

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The Ostara festival had come, a time to celebrate the coming spring and to merely celebrate the joys of being pack, something that Shiloh knew she had taken for granted before. She appreciated all that her friends and family here had done, from constructing villages to caring for each other and the hordes of puppies during the cold months. Now that spring had returned to Nova Scotia, the weather pleasant for the first time since she had returned home, Shiloh was in high spirits as well and full of love for Vinatta and all it represented.

Muddy and Wilson were with her, the former perched on her shoulders and the latter trotting confidently alongside her. She had to stop often as puppies -- and foxes -- rushed by in pursuit of the hidden, colorful eggs hidden about the village, and Wilson was more than once almost clipped by one of the eager youths. He didn't seem too perturbed by the near-misses, though; on the contrary, he looked just as joyous as any of the Luperci milling about, and Shiloh realized once more just how much Wilson counted himself as part of Vinatta after his old life had been snatched away from him.

Oh my goodness, Shiloh squeaked, distracted from the games of the puppies by the tiny little bleat of a baby sheep in a pen guarded by Joondalup. The dingo man looked amused as Shiloh immediately headed over and crouched amongst the little lambs, running her fingers gently across their little woolly bodies. She might have been tempted to take one as a pet for herself, though she didn't know how that would be any different than the current situation; advanced care for the sheep would still fall over to the doggish twins. Still, she couldn't help but enjoy herself as she petted one little lamb and giggled at its attempts to take her pink summer dress in its mouth, at least until Joon tapped her on the shoulder. She straightened and grinned at the man until he suddenly offered her a little ball of yarn, and Muddy's pupils dilated. She reached out to bat at the string, and Shiloh laughed and thanked Joon with a squeeze of his arm before heading over to where the stew was being cooked by his twin brother, taking the yarn ball with her.

Shiloh grabbed a bowl, and Jin spooned some lamb's tail stew into it for her. She grinned as she spotted her brother, and sank down on a bench next to him. This is wonderful, the she-wolf remarked, pride glowing in her voice. I can only imagine what our pack will be like when those little egg-hunters grow up, she added, nibbling from the bowl and occasionally offering Wilson little bits of the stew, as Muddy played with her new ball of yarn on the grass by Shiloh's feet.

Niernan Stormbringer · 11 April 2013, 09:49 AM

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Niernan StormbringerWhy can't the moon stay full forever? Right now she's got nothing on her mind.

He smiled happily as he stepped out of his house and the weak spring sunlight filtered through the trees and onto his dark fur. He could feel warmth seep into his skin and he knew that Spring was officially settling into the lands of Vinátta. He stumbled as his children barrelled into the back of his legs, eager to get out into the sunshine and take part in the Ostara activities. He had told the young Stormbringers of the traditional event and what the leaders had planned for today. They had seemed intrigued by it all and had immediately proclaimed themselves the best egg hunters ever, which had then broken out into a fight over who was better.

He chuckled as the two pups rushed off to the centre of Jordheim, shouting at each other that they would beat each other and find all the eggs. He held the door open for Ciaran, Leo and the quolls, the menagerie filtering out of the house and waiting for him to move off. Ciaran scrambled up Niernan's body to perch in his favourite place, around the wolf's neck. Leo and the quoll twins padded beside him as he strolled towards the activities. He initially wanted to go and see what his kids were up to, but they seemed to have disappeared completely, probably still arguing over who was the better hunter. He glanced around and smiled softly when he spotted Colibri, his affections for the timid she-wolf had only grown since their night together. He didn't know how she felt, but she hadn't distanced herself from him, which in his mind was a good sign. His cerulean eyes then fell on Joondalup stood with the lambs in a corral. He started over to the dingo man, waving energetically. He found the dingo twins were good company and understood his obsession with animals, they were always willing to chat to him about new training methods for the horses, and care tips for the cats and quolls.

The little marsupials saw the dingo man and chirruped in delight, dashing towards him and bombarding him with affection. He had stopped down and scooped the animals up, allowing them to snuggle in and use him as a playground. Nier laughed, "How's it going Joon?" He stood beside the male and marvelled at the young sheep, their cloud like coats enticing. Leo sat nearly nose to nose with one of the lambs, both young animals curious about the other, the black cat raised a paw and placed it on the lambs nose making the woolly animal bleat in surprise, which in turn made Leo jump out of his skin, scrambling up Niernan to join Ciaran on his shoulders. Nier grunted at the extra weight, while Joon laughed, "Seems my lambs are tougher'n your cat Nier." He giggled to himself and Nier playfully stuck out his tongue. "I best get out of here before Leo has a bloody heart attack. Talk to ya later Joon."

He shuffled out of the pen, the extra weight on his shoulders making him crouch awkwardly, his balance offset by the the little black cat. "Hey, Nier." Joon called to him, the Stormbringer turning just in time to have a small ball of yarn hit him in the chest. He brought his hands up to clutch at the ball, "For Leo, to calm him after his experience." Nier grinned appreciatively and tottered away, eyes falling on his cousins and Jin. He made his way over to the little gathering, settling himself down with them. Jin handed him a bowl of stew and he sniffed appreciatively. He went to start eating but found himself hampered by the cats. He turfed Leo off first, putting the small yarn ball on the ground and rolling it enticingly for the cat. It didn't take long for the black cat to notice it and pounce on it. Ciaran slid off his shoulders of his own volition, choosing to slink his way over to Wilson. Nier grinned at his cousins, "Shiloh, it doesn't even bear thinking about. They're enough trouble now, what are they gonna be like when they can actually reach door handles?" He chuckled, in all honesty he was excited to see the pups grow; to watch them develop and find their personalities, to guide them on their paths in the pack. But he was also apprehensive; he didn't want to lose his kids, he was terrified that they'd grow up and leave him like Grace did, but today was not a day for thinking like that. "Think about all the dirt and grime they can reach once they're all grown."

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Caboose · 11 April 2013, 08:57 PM

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The female knew that today was a special event, and knew she had to attend. The recent days seemed to have passed in a bit if a grey haze, not exactly sure of what was happening but there, somehow. Caboose frowned, puzzled, but shifted herself to her feet and moved forward, trotting with elegance she'd always possessed and made her way through the brush to the meeting point. Inhaling the air, something pricked her curiosity but she didn't pause. Most were present and she smelt a few other wolves but there were the unknown scents of young pups. They were within the area, Caboose knew that, so she assumed they were a welcomed party despite her relatively unsure being and as she came upon the meeting point she stopped and tilted her head to examine the pups. She shrugged her shoulders and plopped down on the ground, watching the young ones trot around and play. She just wanted to watch, which was a good thing. She was awfully tired, and the past few days all she had done was roll around in her bed, tossing and turning, and sleeping. She had no idea where Cody was, she hadn't seen this male in a while. It worried her but she knew he was still young and curious. She saw Joondalup across the way with what looked to be a assortment of animals. She slowly got up and made her way over to him.

Colibri Haki · 12 April 2013, 02:50 AM

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Colibri blinked in surprise as her daughter Florina charged past her down the path. She raised her hand, intending to call her back, but just smiled faintly to herself and let her go on without her mother; Flori seemed to be enjoying the festivities, and that was all that really mattered. Florina was so headstrong, she would only have fun if she could do things her way. Farina wasn't with her, and Coli didn't see her dark-furred pup after a quick scan of the egg hunters, but she knew everyone would filter their way into Jordheim eventually and she wouldn't miss out.

She let the thoughts slip aside when Fiora approached her, cupping a handful of the painted eggs to her chest. It was good to see her out in the sunshine and beginning to enjoy herself. Fiora had grown more withdrawn than ever since her traumatic shift, and it seemed like she was embarrassed at her height and adult figure rather than proud. Privately, the mother worried that her child could suffer from the same depression she herself did -- and if so, she had no idea how to help the youth, since she barely managed her own issues. She hoped it was just a passing stage of adolescence, and that life would get easier for Fiora once the other Aeska began shifting as well and she did not stand out so much.

Coli smiled warmly and returned the affectionate nuzzle, pressing her nose to Fiora's forehead as her eldest daughter edged in close. She was about to explain the eggs when her niece Sólieri came bounding by, chirping the answer to Fiora's question. Coli grinned, her mood bolstered by all the enthusiasm in the air. "Sólieri is correct, it's a game! If you bring the eggs to Axle," she paused to point out the dark-furred dog, "-he will give you prizes in return. There are lots of things to do today, if you want to. Maybe you and I can go on a cart ride...?" She asked hopefully. Even if her other girls did not want to waste time with their mother, she could count on loyal Fiora to stay at her side.

"You probably don't remember, but when you and your sisters were very little, I took you on a cart ride with the donkey. Shiloh helped us, because I didn't know the first thing about carts and harnesses and all that livestock stuff. I still don't, really," she added with a soft chuckle, squeezing Fiora's shoulder encouragingly. She knew Fio was developing a fear of horses, deeper than her mother's aversion to the hoofed beasties, and it would be difficult for her to be comfortable in a pack that raised livestock if she did not gradually learn to deal with her fears. She might enlist Niernan's help with that eventually, he seemed to have a way with all the animals. She wouldn't ruin Fiora's Ostara festival with all that, though -- if she didn't want to ride in the cart, they could participate in anything else together. Colibri was always happy to spend time with her Fiora.

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Andira Coeur · 12 April 2013, 08:52 AM

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Andira could hardly be contained. Her excitement for the pack gather was bubbling over as they walked (while she ran) to the center of the village. She came with her mother, sister and brothers but her eyes were moving from one new face to the other. She was growing still, reaching out and meeting others on her own but there were still many names yet to know. After a few moments among the pack she began to realize that the day was not like that of the naming ceremony, it was far more fun! The light pelted female refused to team up with any other puppy, determined to win the prize on her own. She wouldn't have to share if she did it all on her own.

Blue eyes looked around, watching the scampering puppies. The older ones would likely find the most, they always had some sort of advantage. Andi ran off, paws digging into the soft dirt as she searched for a egg. Nose fell to the ground ever few steps, unsure what the scent might be and so she looked for anything unfamiliar. Then around a tree she trotted, and spotted the colorful round thing. She turned as if to seek out her mothers to show her grand find, but instead of calling out she stifled her voice so nothing but a squeak came out. She didn't want anyone to know quite yet, in case they chose to take her egg and claim it as their own.

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Valérian Coeur · 12 April 2013, 06:02 PM

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Yanking his tail back with a yelp, he swished it once and twice in an agitated motion as if to remove the shock of his sisters assault, pulling a face at Carya as she issued a challenge, his competitive nature flared and he made quick work of following behind Soli, allowing the golden pup to direct them whilst he moved behind her, darting around to ever nook and cranny to make sure that no place was overlooked by them. Pushing twigs, rocks and piles of god knows what other the pup was thorough in his search, lifting his head every now and then to pinpoint where his team mate was and how she was doing.

Once he thought he found one of the eggs, only to have found a rather pretty rock; not quite what he was looking for the pup threw it with his muzzle, glaring at it in an accusing manner as if it was the rocks fault he mistook it for a painted egg. Continuing the search, he had his nose rummaging through somewhat long grass when Soli announced her find; the mud-pup making quick work to cover the distance that separated them, orange eyes seeking out the egg that she offered for him to carry, of which he took gingerly within his maw.

Now carrying an egg, he ceased his hunting and happily trailed behind her. A distinct spring in his step accompanied by his windmill like tail matched the smug winners smile upon his face. The first one had been relatively easy to acquire, although the next one seemed impossible; and he was about to voice as much when his partner reached out for the egg, falling back with a yelp. Placing the egg down, he ran over to her, a whine breaking free from him as he looked over her concerned. “Soli, you ok? What hurt?”

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Tayui Aston · 12 April 2013, 06:35 PM

Quote: With Anu working with Grit, Tayui figured that it would be a good idea to keep an eye over the children. No matter how many Vinattans there were to assist with the task, she felt better loping around their easter egg hunt. This was mostly out of concern and also so that she could observe them as they hunted for their eggs. Their excitement was contagious, and even though she wasn't planning on teaming up with Valérian and Sólieri to kick anyone's bottoms, she wouldn't mind giving them some pointers if they got stuck. Hunting for eggs was a very good way to develop their tracking skills since it required that they use all of their senses to locate their items.

She saw Carya poke her head into a tree, so she trotted over a bit closer to see what she was planning on doing. It seemed as though Carya was the one getting into the most trouble, so she thought it would do best to keep an eye on her lest she be swallowed up by the earth once more!

Farina vin Haki · 14 April 2013, 08:56 PM

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The sun was out, glaring down on the lone female that traveled wearily across the stony ground. Her thinning spring fur was a blessing in this exposed place, her silhouette a colorless assortment with gray and brown, complemented by a wavering set of long, chocolate and creamy legs. Though the clouds were distant and far away, she found herself gazing upward at the innocent sky with a look of open suspicion in her dull eyes. Even on such a - pleasant - day, the still air was tense as if it wished to convert into a storm and blow her away like a leaf. Besides that, there were many rocks along her path that appeared charred. A good sign. She snorted to herself.

Farina's mood had been better. She was a neutral creature, devoid of passion and scruples alike, doing what was necessary without giving mind to what others might think. It was very difficult to spend time in the company of wolves who were not in her pack, simply for this reason: none of them understood, or even cared to. She didn't care to understand them either, but that wasn't the point. She simply wasn't like them. Why should she be treated in the same manner? They resembled pitiful blades of grass in her wake, for she was the tall, twisting tree that shadowed them, stood above them; higher than they could hope to reach or come to comprehend.

But because she was overbearingly neutral, she couldn't quite find it in her washed-out spirit to waste time muttering to herself about inferior beings. Did goddesses sit upon their golden thrones, staring down at the world with worries about who dared to stand against their glory and question their ways - or did they carry on with their endless, inexplicable existences, doing as they pleased and fulfilling the tasks they were meted out? Rina was a force of nature, and her fate was much more tangible than that of so many others: her future had been set in stone, and though she knew not the roads of her destiny, she knew where they'd lead.

Claws clicked rhythmically against the solid rock that heated her paws as she pushed on in an effortless pace. Her ears were perked but not by any means alert - who else would come out here? Who else grew so tired with the presence of others? It was very exhausting, even if she did not go through the trouble of pretending to be anything different than what she was. The female was coming up upon the ostara festival, where all the pups and her packmates would gather to celebrate. She was not in the best of moods but she would try to enjoy this. The key word is try. She padded up to her mother and sister, confused about what was going on. So she just sat there, staring at the two of them, emotions glazing over her face. She should be used to this. She wasn't moms favorite.

Alessandra Von Sin · 19 April 2013, 12:29 AM

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With grace in your heart and flowers in your hair.

Alessandra walked out her door and through the hustle and bustle that was happening in Jordhiem, though a smile was not present on her face. The sun was shining and the sky clear and many scents hung in the air, the light smell of spring flowers and the stomach-rumbling scent of some sort of stew, but she was uninterested in any of it. Instead she made her way through the crowd and avoided catching gazes with anybody. The sight of lambs caught her attention and she walked over to them, looking up at the keeper and nodding to him before taking one into her lap and petting its soft, curly coat. He might not have been pleased with the action, but she didn't look up to find out. She was gentle and the lamb didn’t bleat in distress but just stayed quiet, large eyes surveying the world around him. The little lamb folded it’s rickety legs and laid down silently, keeping an eye on his siblings.

The dog who guarded the pens looked upon her with a soft gaze and motioned to the stew being ladled out by what seemed to be his brother, but she managed a small sort of smile and shook her head. “ No thank you. “ Less managed to say kindly, and for the first time she looked up and saw just who had arrived at the spring bash. The ebony woman hoped to see Bran amongst the crowd, but she couldn’t spot his caramel fur. So she busied herself with petting the lamb in her lap, and watched in growing fascination as the others surrounded her - apparently wishing for the same treatment.

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Sólieri Stormbringer · 20 April 2013, 08:50 AM

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Pain rolled through the young girls body and she yelped again. Her body was shifting, her bones crunching and grinding. More than the pain, there was fear coursing through her body and as Valérian came towards her, her legs thrashed out. What if she'd caught something and it affected Val? She was scared for herself, but more than that she was scared that Val would be affected too. Her legs thrust out, trying to push him away before it could get him too. "Everywhere Val... it hurts everywhere." The girl whimpered, shuddering as her spine began to stretch. This was a sickening feeling and she really thought she was going to die. In a similar fashion to their previous disaster, Sólieri considered asking Val to find her father. He'd know what to do, what was happening to her.

Her paw reached out, but it didn't look the same. It was longer than before and her dew claw extended into something much longer and larger. Were they hands? A crack made her yelp and she looked down to realise that she now had elbows... or an elbow at least. In a few short moments, the other snapped into place, the new hinge join unfamiliar and scary for the girl. Uncomfortable in her own skin, the girl rolled and as she did so, her legs shifted, turning out and away from her chest, shoulders broadening. The now-flat expanse of her chest rose rapidly as the girl reached up to try and find the narrow bone that had always been at the forefront of her chest. She couldn't find it, but in reaching up she realised her paws had stretched further. There were hands there in place.

"Shiftin' Val... I'm shiftin'." She called out weakly, her bones stretching out as her hips shifted down and flattened. It was disorientating and painful, but after a moment the pain ceased almost suddenly. Her bones ached and her muscles were sore, but she was still at last. Laying on the ground the girl heaved breaths to calm herself down. Nothing was in the right place anymore, nothing worked like it had done. "Val... am i dead?" She questioned her friend, blue eyes shifting to find his body still close by.

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Lochlan Stormbringer · 20 April 2013, 04:58 PM

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Lochlan flounced out of the house in the prissiest manner possibly, his snout pointed delicately -- and haughtily -- in the air. He was tired of Teagan going on and on and on and on about how she was soooo much better of a hunter than he. It didn't count if you didn't want to try or do anything, he decided. If you didn't actually want to do it, then your skill wasn't tested and you weren't able to be judged about it.

Sometimes he just wanted to take her and shake her around while he told her his thoughts on a matter, but he couldn't. He lacked arms and hands as of yet, unable to really do any shaking unless he bit her by the scruff of her neck. That would be pretty fun, though. He decided to do that later, if he got the chance. As soon as he got to shift though, he would pick her up and shake her around a bit. He could stand up tall and hug his Daddy, and he could wear clothes, and style his hair, and wear a skull for a hat just like his best friend!

Thinking about his best friend had him scrambling towards the gathering for the big spring festival fair thingy that his Daddy was talking about sometimes, figuring Lessy would be there. She said that since he was becoming a big boy, he could get his fur bleached to have a skull and everything. Lochlan told her that his Daddy knew about it and was okay, but he didn't tell and wasn't sure if it would be okay at all. He shrugged his fuzzy shoulders and immediately forgot about the issue, having stopped caring at that moment.

Going to the gathering for the puppy was a study in the various forms of movement that an animal could take. There was flat-out sprinting, prancing, and bumbling along as he tripped over his overlarge paws. His tongue lolled out of his mouth and sometimes hit him in the face because of his movements, but he didn't mind! It was just so much fun to be him. Lochlan shook his head around as he ran, enjoying the scents and sounds and sights and feel of the ground beneath him, and the taste of the bug that just flew into his mouth that he ate. It was all so much fun!

When he arrived at the thingy, he heard that there was all sorts of things to do, like hunt for eggs, or eat stew, or pet the lambs, or -- he could pet the lambs he could pet the lambs he could pet the lambs!!! Lochlan immediately sped off in search of the lambs, wanting to cuddle with them all and pet them and feel them and rub them and maybe just take a tiny little nip, no one would notice. When he reached the lamb pen, he saw that they were mobbing Lessy, who had one in her lap.

Lochlan scrambled into the pen and bumbled as quickly as he could to his best friend, and accidentally scared the lambs. He sat back and frowned, his ears back and eyes big. He didn't mean to scare the baby sheeps away from him, he just wanted to play. He slunk towards Alessandra and looked up at her. "I scared the babies," he whispered.

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Auguste Aston · 23 April 2013, 06:50 PM

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Auguste hadn’t really heard of any news about going to meet with the rest of the pack. As far as he knew, his parents hadn’t mentioned anything to him… well maybe they did and he just wasn’t paying attention. Even though he was quiet and not all that talkative, he was still a pup and could sometimes not hear everything that was being said to him. On this day, it seemed that his siblings were off doing something as well as his blue mother. That was fine though. He liked spending time with his white mother. It was the one that he had the closest bond with in his family. They had spent so much time together. Maybe it would help if he spent some time with his other mother.

It wasn’t long though that his mother was off somewhere. Wanting to see where she was going, he decided to tag along. There was nothing wrong with that right? He smiled as he moved along at her side. She had begun to head to somewhere he couldn’t really tell if he recognized or not. Everything seemed fine until they got closer. There were so many others here, pups and adults alike. Why were there so many here? His other mother and siblings were here too. He liked that he had noticed Florina, but was too quiet too go over to her.

The stripped boy moved closer to his mother, just watching them. He had noticed something as he was watching. Some of them had found eggs. He remembered Shiloh talking about them once before, though these ones looked really pretty. He wanted to find one, but given that there were so many around, he kept to where he was. He gave a glance up to his mother with his red orbs, "Mummy… I wanna fiwnd an egg…" He wanted to be able to have one just like everyone else.

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Teagan Stormbringer · 25 April 2013, 05:28 AM

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Teagan StormbringerI make my mark and fight for tomorrow.

The young girl was amazed by everything. Everywhere she looked she saw pack members that she had never seen before, all these long legged Optimes walking around, her puppy body dwarfed among them all. Though she had run off ahead she kept an eye on her father, watching as he talked to the sandy furred guy that stood in the pen with the lambs. She watched as her father struggled with his cats and eventually left the pen to go and sit with Uncle Saul and Aunty Shiloh. She then saw her brother bomb into the pen with the lambs, scaring the fluffy little creatures. The little warrior had originally wanted to go egg hunting with the other Aeska, but she couldn't bear to see her brother upset by something. She trotted over to the pen, slowing to a walk as she entered, smiling up at the tall sandy male guarding the lambs. He smiled back at her and knelt to be at the pups level.

Teegs bumped into Lochlan's side, grabbing his scruff and half dragging him over to the stranger. I'm Teagan and this," nosing her brother's shoulder, "is Lochlan. He didn't mean to scare the babies." The older male chuckled and picked up one of the lambs to show the pups, "You didn't scare them much Lochlan. See, they just want to play too." He released the baby sheep and it started sniffing at the two pups. Teagan couldn't stop the giggles that bubbled from her as the lambs soft nose tickled over her face. She wagged her tail furiously and jumped back, inviting the little white animal to play, keeping one eye on Loch, watching as he calmly approached a second lamb and started the sniffing process. He was closer to the strange black and white female now, who Teegs had heard Loch call Less before. He spoke about Less at home, the way he spoke about her she sounded great. Maybe Teagan would go up to her after she was done playing with the lamb.

She was snapped out of her thoughts as the lamb bumped his head into her side and nearly bowled her over, she yipped once in surprise and then settled back into play, bouncing around the lamb, tongue lolling out of her mouth.

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Thorn Russo · 1 May 2013, 12:44 AM

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Celebrations had always been Thorn's cup of tea and spring festivals with their promise of new things to come doubly so. Yet his mood and his health made his appearance scant amongst the pack members. Chatory'a had tagged along as well, wanting to speak with the border dogs when they visited and momentarily stepped away from his father to discuss donkeys and carts with Joondalup. The elder Russo had instead wandered over to Joon's twin, Jin who had prepared a meal of lamb tail and veggies with wine cooked within it. The white Russian had brought along ten or so bottles of sugar beer and setting them down at one of the tables, sat at another.

His head in one hand Thorn glanced up to see Jin looking at him, offering a bowl of stew sprinkled with sheep cheese. A small smile from Thorn had he bowed his head in thanks before accepting the offered meal. Jin thanked Thorn for bringing the beer and the Hollr waved the thanks away with a smile, "Brewing keeps my spirits up lately and if it helps someone else it's worth it." He didn't know how to describe the illness that was beginning to set in. It was worse than the arthritis that usually settled in his bones but he assumed after the weather cleared completely it would clear up a bit and he would be back to his bouncy self. He knew it made Chat anxious to see him like this but unfortunately he couldn't hide whatever this was from his son. Eyes glanced up to see Jin stirring the stew and Thorn stood to walk over and point out a pointer or two to the current cook. It was important that the younger creatures weren't afraid of flavour. Just because they were wolves didn't mean they couldn't appreciate flavour.

Jin nodded at the recommendation, adding a few more veggies to the pot and scraping down the sides and bottom of the pot. Thorn's son joined him and sat next to his father, putting an arm around his shoulders as they both ate the lamb and rabbit stew. Thorn chose to ignore the worry on Chat's face, it was easier that way.

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