And she carved until her hands bled,

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POSTED: Sat Jul 06, 2013 10:48 pm


((423)) June 29th | Early Morning | Near the bank of the Suki'Aliqua | Optime

Gentle curls of wood tumbled down white fur to nestle within the grass. The soft scraping sound of carving echoed serenely through the woods, weaving within the birdsong and rustle of leaves. Strong arms moved swiftly and smoothly, slender snowy thumb pressed against the back of the small carving blade. With each curl of wood that fell the creation became more defined, more honed, breathing closer to the perfect shape. She worked for what felt like hours but was only one. The dark pine beneath her hands lost its roughness and became smoother than the water surface. The wolfess finally sat back, pressing her spine up against the tree that stood behind her. Lyris set the long branch upon her crossed lap, examining it. It mimicked the shape of a C, though it was more lengthy and dipped in the middle, right where her hands would grip. She ran her fingers across its surface, appraising her work- there would always be small imperfections- a chip there, an uneven bend there. But to the untrained eye it looked perfect. Lyris wasn’t satisfied- she probably never would be. But she was getting there.

The Exalted took the long flax vine she had gathered from beside her and began fastening it between both tips, in the small nicks she had chipped at either end. She double-backed and unraveled until she could pull on it and feel that it was firm. Next she took the small leather cuff she had found forgotten in a corner of her den, and coating the inside with sticky sap, she blew, drying it half-way. She then pressed it onto the bow, right where it dipped in the center. It would serve as better grip and help aim. The Exalted held up the final product, eying the curve of the dark pine wood and the leather wrap. She flicked the string one more before setting it beside her. The arrows were now already half-done- she had carved them and fastened the sharp stone tips. All she needed to add was the fletching. Grabbing a handful of striped owl feathers she had collected, Lyris began the delicate process of slipping them into their slits and fastening them with a small amount of gluey sap. The forest breathed around her, but Lyris was absorbed with creating a weapon of long-range accuracy. It would serve as a source of life in the food it would capture and of protection in whatever enemy should it be used against, once she found a suitable owner, that is.

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POSTED: Sun Jul 21, 2013 12:41 am

(455) Lupus form

Sequoia Exultare

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It wasn't quite morning when Sequoia stepped out from the den - but neither was it night. The first light of the day was only just touching the land and the rich, full colors of the forest before her were muted in the dim light. She yawned and stretched in the entrance, enjoying the silence of the dawn. Soon the forest would awaken with the sounds of birds and her pack mates would be rising to start their days. But for now all was still and she could savor the moment of solitude. She moved slowly, stretching every muscle she could think to stretch while she watched the forest grow ever brighter. When it was more morning than it was night and the birds began to greet the sun she headed into the forest, for once not bothering to change into the more preferred secui form.

Her usual route took her straight from the den to the northern border but thirst drove her east, toward the Suki'Aliqua and through the surrounding forest. The break from routine had her feeling exhilarated, like she was on an adventure instead of simply following the path through the trees that led to the river. She bounced her way through the forest, jumping from root to root like the ground was made of something other than dirt - acting just like a pup on its first journey outside the den. A faint sound caught her attention as she approached the river and she crouched down behind a tree, not quite out of sight.

She peeked around the trunk, her ears pressed forward toward the sound. Though she was only a few lengths away from the river, she could not see it - or the source of the noise - through the thick underbrush. Feeling stealthy in her smaller form she slunk forward through the bushes until she reached the edge of the forest. Though once she was there the noise had, of course, stopped. Still she peered out from the cover of the foliage, hoping that whatever had been making the commotion was still there.

Lucky enough, it was. Though the perpetrator was somewhat less exciting than what she had imagined. Lyris stood on the bank, holding something that Sequoia couldn't quite make out in her hands. She was disappointed that it had turned out to be only her packmate but she didn't let that ruin her fun. She crept slowly up behind the younger wolf who was now concentrating on putting together arrows. Once directly behind her, Sequoia hesitated for a moment, watching her pure white hands work the feathers into place. Then the gentle silence of the morning was punctured by the sharp, loud bark that Sequoia sounded right behind the Evan'ule.

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POSTED: Mon Jul 22, 2013 8:14 pm


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One of Lyris’s many weaknesses was being unaware. One would think, after failing to notice a pair of grizzly bears that had forever scarred her and separated her from her family for good, she would be more alert. When Lyris was involved in certain tasks, such as shooting or crafting or hunting, everything around her faded, and it was just her and her goal. This was good and bad, good for concentration, and bad, of course, for her heart when a certain packmate appeared and decided to give Lyris a little scare. She had finished over half of the arrows- she’d made a dozen shafts, and eight of them had been fletched. She was in the process of the ninth, carefully wiping glue into the small crack and against the quill of the owl feather, before ever so carefully sliding it into its nook. The pale wolfess lifted the finished projectile to examine it, rolling the smooth wood between her fingers and lightly brushing the feathers. Definitely an improvement from her old arro-

A sharp bark split the air, and Lyris’s heart skipped two beats, adrenaline immediately shooting into her veins. She let out a startled bark-whimper sort of sound, dropping the arrow at her feet. The girl twisted, her entire upper body straining to find the source of the sudden disturbance. Her fight of flight motive was instantly dampened as she met with the familiar, warm gold eyes of her friend, Sequoia. “Good God Sequoia, don’t do that! I was about to jump in the river!” Lyris set her palms against the cold ground, gasping quickly to try and regain her composure. Nothing like sitting peacefully to hear what you think is probably a cougar or something a foot behind you. Once she had calmed herself, Lyris lifted her hand and shoved the Lupus in the chest. It wasn’t very hard- just enough to make her stumble. The Exalted attempted to keep a sour face, one that clearly showed her displeasure, but deep in the darks of her forest green eyes a spark of amusement flickered, a tiny part of her laughing at her own unawareness.

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POSTED: Tue Jul 23, 2013 5:40 pm

(212)Kinda a short one.

Sequoia Exultare

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The large grin that had spread across her muzzle faltered when Lyris let out a startled whimper. Golden eyes darted to the arrow as it hit the ground and then back up to her friend, narrowing submissively as a beginning to the apology she would most likely need to give. Her ears pressed back when the white wolf spoke, the fun and exhilaration draining out of her. She had wanted to startle her friend in good fun but now she was regretting it. Being snuck up on was no joke and the scar on her pack mate's face was a constant reminder of that. "I'm sorry Lyris.." She started, her voice heavy, but was cut short when the white hand gently pushed against her chest, making her stumble back a step. She tipped her head down to look at the white fingers against her darker gray fur and then flicked her eyes up to the Evan'ule's sour expression. She averted her gaze to the ground as her ears pressed back further against her head and she crouched down until her belly brushed the grass. Not sure what to say, Sequoia remained quiet. But if she had looked up once more she might have seen the humor that lay beyond the angry expression, but she did not.

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POSTED: Wed Jul 24, 2013 7:44 pm


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Lyris had expected Sequoia to laugh at her, and she had almost expected she would start laughing along. Like last time, when they were riding together and Lyris fell into the river, that was the first time she had ever laughed that hard. But it seemed this wasn’t so, because after the shove Lyris gave that was meant to be partly playful, Sequoia fell low, belly nearly touching the ground. It was almost like the first time they met- the earth toned lady had submitted to the younger Lyris only because she was more experienced in the pack. This was different, though- Sequoia had been here long enough to know the ropes, and they were both Exalted. It boiled right down to age, almost- the Exalted was older than her. But now the Stryder picked up a pattern- while Lyris submissed only when necessary, Sequoia did it a bit more freely. That just seemed to be the difference in them, and in this case it urged the pale wolf to feel guilty.

“Hey, now. I didn’t mean that.” Lyris reached out a hand to gently touch beneath her friend’s muzzle, pushing her nose up so their eyes met. “I was about to laugh Sequoia. I’m never paying attention anymore.” The white Optime said, a smile in her eyes. “Get your tail out from between your legs. I’m not that scary, am I?”

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POSTED: Fri Jul 26, 2013 3:41 pm

(226) Not sure where to go with this. Any ideas?

Sequoia Exultare

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Sequoia smiled softly when her golden eyes met Lyris' emerald ones and her tail slowly lifted to curl over her back. She straightened up to her full height, a little embarrassed. Still, it was a relief that Lyris was not actually upset at her. She thought of the younger wolf like a sister; a part of the Sangi'lak family. Even a small fight between them was enough to pain her heart. "Hardly." She snorted in response, quick to recover from the momentary fright. A grin replaced the submissive expression and a gleam of humor was in her gold eyes. "You're about as scary as.. a bird." After she spoke she looked around for the bluebird that often hung around the white wolf. "Where's your little companion, anyway? Did I scare it off?" A flicker of worry crossed her face before she looked back down toward Lyris.

The guardian moved around her friend and picked up the arrow that Lyris had dropped in her mouth. She placed it beside the other female and then spoke again, looking down toward the pile of completed arrows. "These look great, Lyris." At least they did to her. Whittling was never something that she had an interest in, but she could appreciate the hard work that Lyris had put into making the arrows. "You've gotten really good with your bow, too."

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POSTED: Sat Aug 03, 2013 12:19 am


((406)) Sorry for the wait on this! Was a few days without internet~

Didn’t think so. She thought to herself, heart lifting as her friend’s tail lifted from being low to a relaxed stance, almost curled over her back. This was another reason Lyris preferred to be introverted- as little social contact as possible. She had always had issues expressing her feelings, she either did it too harshly or not at all. Had the grizzly messed up her head too? She had been a happy, healthy puppy before the attack. And she had been too young for it to impact her this far in the future. Had that changed her? Or had she been born socially awkward? The world may never know. But hopefully Sequoia knew Lyris wasn’t the best at getting her message across, and was quick to straighten out. It was just as much her fault- what could have been a good laugh was turned into an apology. Sitting back , the young one let her tail fall over the edge of the small boulder she sat on, leaning over to pick up her fallen arrow. The very stone tip had rolled into the river- and thankfully it hadn’t been the other end that had gotten wet. Flicking the moisture off Lyris looked up to Sequoia as she spoke again, eyes sparkling in humor. “You must be pretty darn scared of birds.” Absent-mindedly running her fingers over the owl feathers in the arrow, she lifted her gaze to the forest beyond. “Ah, Ajax? He’s probably picking around for caterpillars. I never could figure out why he liked those things.”

As Sequoia lifted another arrow she had knocked loose when startled to set it beside her, she set it in her hand with its companion, comparing the spiral of the feathers at the end. “Thank you. It’s still not the best, but at least it’s better. Playing with the projectiles a moment longer, she set them with the rest, making a total of around ten dangerous toys. She glanced at the freshly made bow, too, before flicking her gaze to Sequoia. In the woman’s golden eyes she could see a spark of curious, just as she had seen a while back when she had caught Lyris in the midst of shooting. She threw out what had been picking at the back of her head for a while. “Have you tried shooting, Sequoia?” She questioned, tipping her head a bit at the Lupus figure female.

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