you cut me wide open like landscape

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POSTED: Thu May 19, 2016 7:45 pm

All welcome for one! Welcome to have your character help, take the kill, or just watch it play out. Sorry for the book! (+600)

The red star had wreaked havoc over everything she'd dared to love, and now Lyris was on a mission to retaliate.

Not literally. The star had fallen and was long gone, probably still shining somewhere at the bottom of the ocean. She could not attack such a thing, even she was not that daring and most certainly not that dull. But the Stryder could rebuild what it had broken, and that started with rebuilding Casa's store of food. But a few hunting trips to gather rabbits and occasional birds was not going to cut it; those were eaten quickly and could not fill the hungry mouths of the Cavaliers for very long. She would track large game. In order to do this, however, she needed to go where the prey went, however far away that may be. So she saddled up her stallion and departed from the makeshift camp she had been calling home for weeks. They were nearly ready to go back home and begin repairs on the Fort, but it was going to be a long, exhausting process. And they needed fuel; so she would provide. It didn't take her very long to catch scent of the herd. It was one of deer, and undoubtedly would be very plentiful due to the spring season.

Tracking was a slow process. They could only ride for an hour or possibly two before dismounting was necessary to refresh the location of the trail. At some points, the animals would have seemed to take erratic, strange turns according to their scent trail, as only was natural to a grazing group of whitetail. But eventually, Lyris and her stallion came upon a crested hill that opened up to a wide, rolling expanse of green. She recognized it as Flander's Field, and consequentially it was apparent that the deer had found it as well. The herd was spread out, as was only the natural turn of events once they began grazing. It was easy pickings, and Lyris had her eye on one particularly sturdy-looking buck. Normally, she would go for the old or the weak, as she knew that culling the unhealthy was the best for future prospects. But today, she was only out to take home something sustainable, and so the largest would be her target. The female dismounted from Kenyon, and after making it clear to the horse he was to remain, she pulled her quiver over her back, snatched up her bow, and disappeared into the foliage that dotted the edges of the field. The buck was easy to find; he was near the edge of his charge, nose down as he ate, antlers regal and shedding their winter's velvet. The huntress took her aim from far away, laying silent in the cover of the taller bushes as she nocked her weapon. To steady her hand was the most important element of the hunt, but with the experience she had it took a matter of seconds. In the quiet before the chaos, she inhaled and then chose to hold her breath. A finger twitched, and the arrow flew. The elegant stone head of the projectile was silent as it traveled before making a targeted impact in the creature's eye. She was hoping for an instant kill, but apparently her shot had just missed the brain. The buck screamed a sound that made her ears ring, but even before it could move to run with the rest of its herd, Lyris had drawn, aimed, and shot a second arrow. This one was to the throat. Still, the creature was not killed. He would not survive but minutes more, but the buck made his attempt at escape nevertheless. With a ruined eye and punctured windpipe, the deer raced crookedly and erratically back to the heat of his herd, a thin trail of blood fallen in his wake. Lyris snarled, dropped her bow and quiver, and pursued, a white shot across a scape of green.

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POSTED: Fri May 27, 2016 11:30 pm

OOC: hi! :D have Fayne who can't hunt too well but is a pro at scaring deer. xD

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Restless in AniWaya, Fayne decided to take a short trip, although this one was not to the north. She passed first through Halifax, where she did a little bit of scavenging, but the populated nature of the crumbling city meant that she found little of value. She also was unsure if most of the buildings were safe; surely the earthquake had affected them as well. She also didn't want to anger any of the residents, so she moved on.

She wandered mostly, although she gathered some plants as well. She didn't want to give up any chance to get useful plants for her stock. Fayne also considered visiting Casa to see how her former pack's allies were doing; maybe they needed help. Surely they had been affected by the red star falling, too. Fayne decided that would be a good idea and changed her direction to head generally towards them; it had been a very long while since she visited and she could not remember the exact location of the pack.

The sudden sound of a distressed animal caused Fayne to flinch and duck her head, ears flat against her skull. She wondered what had caused it to make that sound and turned in that direction. Fayne's eyes darted around when she spotted the scattering herd, looking for which one was injured and she was startled to see a deer with two arrows protruding, and she was even more surprised to see who was pursuing. Her hair was different, but Fayne was nearly sure it was her former packmate, Lyris. It made sense; she had gone to join Casa di Cavalieri.

The deer was fleeing from her and Fayne stashed her bag against a tree. She was not the best hunter, but the job of turning prey back towards another wolf was something she could handle. Fayne ducked into some brush and waited until the last minute when she leaped out, snarling, causing the already panicked deer to stumble and turn back around. The rest scattered even more from the sudden second predator in their midst. Now it was Lyris's turn.
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POSTED: Mon Jun 13, 2016 12:24 am

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A helpful ghost assisted her. A figure of grays and whites suddenly burst from the bushes ahead, and the fleeing buck was caught in the path of a second set of teeth. The animal, far less than in its right mind, whirled on its hooves and made way in the opposite direction, straight towards Lyris' poised figure. The woman had little time to assess who had redirected her prey, because she had to act fast. Angling her body just right, the huntress leaped forward, twisting her shoulders and poising her legs high so as to land on the left flank of the animal. With the sudden weight, the whitetail fell, singing a shriek that caused birds to fly from their trees. Lyris wasted no time in grabbing hold of the protruding arrow and digging it deeper into the animal's neck. Almost immediately, its cry was cut short, and the creature ceased its fearful movements. With the kill successful, Lyris pulled both of her arrows from where they were clung to the beast, her fingers wetted with crimson in the process. And then the Cavallo chose to turn to view the stranger, realizing immediately that she was not so foreign to her as first thought.

The mother stood, a bit of an odd, intimidating sight with red streaking her fingers and white fur, but her curious eyes signified her genuine emotion. "Fayne?" She asked, allowing the briefest of smiles to color her face before falling stoic again. Any Dawner of her past was a friend. "Thank you." She said, gesturing to the deer taken down with her assistance. Lyris crouched to briefly swipe the heads of her arrows along the grass, as well as the tips of her fingers, in an attempt to wipe away the blood they were doused in. As she did so, the female glanced back up to the lady of her past, still slightly struck at the luck and oddness of the situation. "I am glad to see you alive." Was all she said, attempting to remove any thoughts of wars and Anathemans from her mind.

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POSTED: Sat Jun 18, 2016 5:37 pm

Her tactic worked and Fayne watched the deer turn back the other way to his doom. She felt bad for the way the arrow was sticking out of his head and luckily the rest of the kill was as quick as was possible. They were food, and Fayne had no issue with that; she always simply preferred when kills were quick.

When the deer was still, Fayne took a few steps forward and then waited, unsure if Lyris had realized it was her yet and she didn't want to seem like a threat to her kill. Her arms were relaxed at her sides.

"You're welcome," Fayne replied, returning Lyris's brief smile with a bigger one of her own. She briefly wondered why Lyris had cut all her hair off but decided not to ask. She also nearly suggested going to a little pond nearby so that Lyris could wash the blood off in the water, but she figured that this was close enough to her home that she would know where all of the landmarks were, and the grass seemed to work well enough.

"Yes, it's been tough," Fayne replied, glancing away for a moment. "We've moved to AniWaya now. You look well. How are you doing? And Casa?" She also wondered about her former pack mates who had chosen to move there. The move made sense for them, with Callum's family living in Casa. It was just far too humanized for Altair to ever feel comfortable. She though that AniWaya might be the same, but she didn't want to uproot everyone now.
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POSTED: Thu Jun 23, 2016 6:15 pm

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The primitive approach of the fellow woman was welcome and familiar. Fayne came from a place where body language was more prominent than words, of which Lyris normally found tiring and useless. Certainly, had she been more forthcoming in her approach and dull to the relationship between a hunter and her kill, a snarl or something similar would have ensued. Lyris did not appreciate strangers gaining on her or her property much at all, but when allowed the time to identify the stranger-turned-friend, any miscommunication was avoided. The gray woman's green eyes were bell-ringing in a pleasant way, and reminded her of green forests absent of structures and warm, dark dens where a pack of creatures true to their blood could slumber as one. Lyris had honestly never expected to see many of the Dawners again, when she departed from the borders that cold, sad morning. And certainly not in the aftermath of a war quickly become one-sided.

Lyris was ever so observant, and the herbalist's flicker of eyes to her cropped hair was not caught unawares. The mother was certain she looked near unrecognizable; no longer long-haired, wild, and sour with the world or her heart, much had changed in the short course of a year. "I thought the change was needed." She explained, raising her hand to brush across the short style and diffuse it even more from its windswept state. She appeared more severe, though in reality, her heart was farther from it. The Cavallo looked to Fayne, listening to her words in silence, before an unexpected sigh fluttered from her chest. As angry and blood-lusted as she was towards the Anathemans, she was hit by the loss with all the impact a former member would have had. To find New Dawn's packlands dead of scent was something atrocious. "I am glad. Is Altair with you?" Questions more followed, and Lyris rose her arms to a cross, heel shuffling to press against the still-warm back of the deer. "Well. Better than I was. Casa, too." She kept her responses short and without much exceeding explanation. As it was, feral women never had much of a taste for unnecessary speech. Lyris nodded her head behind her, inquiring with her eyes. "You are welcome to the meat if you like. Consider it a gift."

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POSTED: Thu Jul 14, 2016 8:53 pm

"It looks good," Fayne replied with a smile. She knew what it was like to need a change, and it was expressed differently by others. Fayne did not think she would want to cut off her hair, but Lyris did and Fayne liked it. It was likely much easier to maintain, too.

"Yes, along with all of my children," Fayne said. At least her biological family had come out intact, even if her pack family was scattered. It still hurt to think of the losses, but they had to move forward. Casa di Cavalieri was a good place for the others to end up.

Fayne was not deterred by Lyris's short responses; although her hair was drastically different from when they lived in New Dawn, this had not seemed to have changed, and Fayne was fine with that. Just as she did not expect Altair to suddenly become very friendly to everyone around him, she would not expect Lyris to be long-winded in a normal conversation.

"That's good to hear. The red star falling was one of the strangest things I have experienced." She hoped something like that did not happen again. Once was far more than enough.

"Oh, thank you," Fayne replied with a smile, but was unsure if she would be able to carry all of it back to AniWaya herself. "How about we split it? Since it was your kill, and I don't know if I can carry it all." She didn't want it to end up going to waste if she couldn't make it back to AniWaya and ended up having to leave some on the way.
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POSTED: Tue Jul 19, 2016 1:39 am

This has crust; thought we could wrap it up soon?? I am fine with maybe fading to black as she cleans the kill/they talk? Or OOC ending if you desire?? <: You could post again or archive it here if you're down for either of those! Otherwise hmu on PM/AIM. Thank you for the old face!! (+500)

Lyris was not vain. She could not afford to be; with so many imperfections and flaws in what could have been beauty years and years ago, such a thought was not really possible. The woman found pride in other things; her abilities, her family, her now more than ever. Yet, despite such things, Fayne's compliment appeased her. Not because she wanted the style to match her body or anything else; because the severe cut revealed her face and its jagged, dark skin across, ravaged and marring and ugly. That this did not disgust Fayne or bring her to think that the longer veil of moons past was better caused Lyris to offer the briefest, flickering of smiles, gone nearly as quick as it arrived. Sure, the woman could be lying, but the healer was not the type to do such. She believed her. Trust was hard to gain from Lyris, and that the grayish lady had done it was a feat.

The Cavallo nodded in acknowledgement to the mention of children, her ears flicking with a flurry of memories collecting dust. Fayne's puppies had been born only weeks before the huntress had left New Dawn; and here is where she ceased remembering. A pang she had not felt in a long while struck her, though it was undetectable on her exterior, save for the briefest glint of it within jade eyes. Asgeir was buried among the dead pack scent, she remembered. It was oddly unearthly, she thought, and cruel- for new life to be born so close to the date it was ripped away. Lyris could not even remember the names of the gray woman's offspring, for such a link of information was too darkly clouded with emotions and thoughts better forgotten. So she willed herself to forget, delving with full interest into the next leg of conversation. "Strange, and cruel." Was all she said, in response to the red star. She thought of Jonas, and could not help wondering why her mind was exploring such dark places that day. Lyris willed herself to push it away.

She nodded at Fayne's gratitude and suggestion. "Of course. I'll cut and clean it." From the dark band that encircled her arm, Lyris drew the same knife from where it was kept within- this, at least, had not changed since her time in New Dawn- and turned to where the deer lay. With a quick and precise hand, she began the process of cleaning the buck, seeming to care little when blood stained her hands and shins where she crouched, a red abstract painting of predatory nature. Despite this, she remained friendly with Fayne, and attempted to start another line of conversation, though the act was rare and foreign where Lyris normally sought to end such talking. A Dawner of old would be the exception. "What is it like in AniWaya? I have not been there. Does Altair like it?" Altair had been one of the more feral of her past, and she would not expect him to be very comfortable in many situations where hands were necessary. But the fellow warrior was still of kinsmanship to her, as well as the gray healer, and their stories would interest Lyris for a time to come.

Lyris Stryder
Casa di Cavalieri
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Luperci Mate to Luca Stable Master The Brotherhood: Master of Tooth and Claw 2013, 2015 SoSuWriMo Champ! Stryder
princess cut from marble
smoother than a storm
these scars that mark my body?
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