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Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:52 am
Thu Jan 01, 2015 2:43 pm
At last they would be entering into an Alliance with the Court. Why they hadn’t done so already was beyond Luca’s mind. They were a clear choice, obvious even. They shared the knight way – or at least they shared it with the warriors of the court. It was an understatement to say that Luca was excited about the soon alliance.
Tomorrow night there would be a grand ball hosted by the Cavaliers. There would be music, dancing, food and laughter. He had been out of the packlands during their last alliance; he hadn’t even been a member of Casa. Now he felt guilt that he had not been around to attend his own brother’s mateship, to celebrate the coming together of the feral wolves and the Cavalers.
This time would be different. This time he was a Familglia – a Cavalier with a purpose. To try and busy himself until tomorrow came the young Knight decided to take his new horse out for a ride. What a surprise it had been when his grandfather had gifted him Ulric. It was true that there were many unowned horses in Casa in need of riders – but Luca was honored none the less.
He had never had his own horse but Ulric was the perfect specimen. A large and strong stallion comprised of primarily a deep red, white hair and a white stripe along his nose. As a young Cavalier Luca had learned to ride from Wayne and the help of his father and mother. It had been many moons since then but he had gone on a few pony rides while in Freetown with his axe trainer, so it couldn’t be that hard….could it?
With just reins on the horse Luca climbed onto his bare back. It took a couple of moments for the rider and horse get settled into a slow walk. Since it was their first time out Luca would not be galloping around, and it wasn’t like he had somewhere to be anyway, so slow and steady was fine. It took time to get to the boarders and even longer to start a stead patrol. The pair had just gotten into a groove when a females howl called for him by name. “Crap.” The Famiglia grumbled under his breath as he turned Ulric around, back towards the source of the sound.
It took them longer to reach Lyris than it would have by foot but Luca was not going to give up on his exercises with his new horse just yet and he was not willing to gallop and look like a fool. He arrived on horseback, his new deer cloak lazing against Ulrics lower back. “What are you doing here? We’re only expecting members of the court.” He grumbled down at her with a wrinkled nose.
Now was not the time to be entertaining Lyris’ teasing remarks and feral ways. There was business to be done. “And why for Fenris’ do you have a horse?” The question was asked as an aside. In Luca’s mind the New Dawners were too feral to have horses so why did Lyris have one now?
OOC: Luca is being a dick for the moment - excuse him :3 522 words
Thu Jan 01, 2015 6:31 pm
Mon Jan 05, 2015 1:33 am
Luca had hoped to uphold an image of the brave Cavalier riding on top of a horse in a regal matter but that was not what others would see. Although he tried very hard to retain balance and good posture both he and Ulric were struggling to maintain a synchronized balancing act. Still, as they stood in front of Lyris Luca tried his best to retain his pride.
Naturally the New Dawnner’s response was one of sarcasm and defensiveness, just what Luca had expected. He opened his mouth the answer he question about the Court but found that he was left mouth agape with no silence to fill. Slowing he jaw slowly he began to grind his teeth and his brow frowned. Would she ever shut up?
Once she was done he quickly replied with his own snide comment, “If you want a damn dummy just come here and use one for Fenris’ sake! Aint no use dragging one all the way back to New Dawn only for you to break it again and have no one there to repair it!” Golden eyes glared into her blues in frustration. “And for your information I just got Ulric this morning. He’s a gift from my grandfather to celebrate my promotion.” He boated with his brows still frowned.
Sure, his rank was still not very impressive but at least he was in the middle now. It was always better to be mid-ranked than the scum at the bottom of the pile that those at the top stepped on – though displays of dominance were surprisingly rare in the warrior based pack. “Anyway.” He sighed, giving a verbal sign of momentary truce. “Casa is hosting a Ball tomorrow to celebrate our new alliance with the Court. We’re expecting members to be arriving steadily until then.” Giving a look over Lyris he added. “If you insist on visiting you’ll have to visit Clara so she can make you look…vaguely decent.”
OOC: Still being a dick. 325 words
Tue Jan 06, 2015 8:38 pm
Sun Jan 11, 2015 10:19 pm
As the conversation became heated it was hard to ignore Lyris’ horse attentively move forward, and Ulric’s muscles tighten underneath his legs. Instantly his hand reached out to touch the horse’s neck, stroking him softly. Taking in a deep breath he tried to relax for the sake of the horses, if they started fighting it was likely the two male horses would pick up on it and take it personally. Although Ulric was new to his care the red stallion knew the Cavalier scent to be friendly, and the source of his care and food.
Lyris seemed to pick up on the horse’s tension as well; a good thing since it was clearly obvious and only an idiot would miss it. Despite his strange relationship with Lyris he knew she was not an idiot, and she seemed to agree. “Not all of New Dawn is the dumb sort of feral. Remember, my brother lives there. And I guess you too.” He admitted half-heartedly. “And I would gladly show you around the pack and train but now is not the damn time.” He grumbled in as nice of a tone he could muster, his hand still running through Ulric’s white hair.
He wasn’t prepared for her next question; maybe she was an idiot after all. A large grin spread across his muzzle as he looked at her in disbelief. “What’s a ball?” He parroted back, laughing mostly at her, and not to himself. Holding out her hand he motioned for her to wait for him to regain himself. “A Ball.” He started with a smile. “A Ball is like a fancy party. Everyone dresses up, there’s food and music and you relax and dance.” Pausing and thinking for a moment he added, “If you’re gonna rest here you should come to the Ball. I mean you’re here anyway, not like you’re gonna walk all the way home now.” He didn’t want to pupsit her but it would be rude to send her away now. She was also an ally anyway.
OOC: Slowly being less of a dick. 339 words
Fri Jan 16, 2015 5:00 pm
Sun Feb 15, 2015 9:47 pm
Lyris’ words just grew the frustration that bubbled up in Luca’s chest. Of course she would think every single wolf was out to make fun of her. Stupid feral wolves always seemed to think the world was against them. “You’re not stayin’ in the damn woods Lyris.” He huffed, his brows frowned. There had to be a way to convince her that a party was a better idea than sleeping in the woods. Although Luca would not admit it he thought it would be disgraceful to Casa to allow an ally, and somewhat of a friend, to sleep in the woods when there was a comfortable bed and warm furs up for the use.
Still, Lyris was being particularly stupid and Luca was not finished being stupid right back. “Well I’m sorry Lyris but either you sleep in the courthouse or you pack your crap up and head back home.” He sneered. “There’s food, stables and a private room unless you’re scared of a big bad party.” Golden eyes dared her to walk away. What sort of moron would give up food and a quiet room to stay in for a long trek back home. “Besides, no one is going to make fun of you.” He reassured with a roll of his eyes. “Everyone will be too drunk to even notice ya.”
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Sun Feb 15, 2015 10:42 pm
Sun Feb 15, 2015 11:06 pm
Holding his ground he dare not change his face from the permanent confident sneer on face. Under his confident exterior Luca was praying to Fenris that Lyris would not walk away. What would Jazper or Alistair do if they found out that the Famiglia turned away an ally just because she didn’t want to join in with the celebrations? Luca knew he was acting beyond his power but he had gone past just trying to make a point and into the all or nothing zone. So he kept his cool, his golden eyes watching her without hesitation or fear.
To his amazement she gave in, storming past him in a fit of frustration and anger. Luca could hardly believe that he had won the argument, his jaw hanging lose as he turned his body to see her walking past him and into the territory. The Knight could feel her anger at him, and was frankly surprised that she hadn’t thrown a punch at his face as she walked past. Deciding not to test his luck the Famiglia broke out into a large grin and scurried after her, holding staying behind her as to not let her see his gloating face. “As you wish, m’lady.”
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