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POSTED: Thu Dec 22, 2016 4:09 pm

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It was overcast today, she thought it might snow. She grimaced, it was cold enough already, the spring just couldn't come fast enough. So she shook out a spare cloak and wrapped it around her form. It was a little bit small but serviceable for now. She'd have to make herself a new one, or possibly steal one from an unwary traveler. Stealing sounded easier but the pleasure of making things with her own hands could not be denied.

From the kitchens she grabbed a couple of loaves of stale bread that had not been eaten. As well as some meat that was no longer quite so fresh. This would be good enough for the ravens, it wasn't like they were entirely dependent upon Inferni to feed them.

Nicoise had barely left her room since they had arrived, except to gather food and relieve himself, she frowned, maybe it was for the best. She hardly needed her father giving the easily terrified slave the third degree about where he was from.

Slipping the food into her pack, she pulled tighter her cloak and exited the mansion, pulling a face as the cold swept over her. If she could stay inside all winter long she probably would have, but things needed attending to. Ravenswrest was quite a ways away from the mansion and she wished now that she had bothered to saddle up Nani first.

Changing her mind she turned and walked the short distance back towards the stables so she could ride on her nice warm horse rather than walk all that way. The stallion was happy to see her and kept tugging on her hair with his teeth as she slipped the blanket over his back. "Stop that." She swatted at his nose and he jerked his head up and down, harrumphing in amusement.

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POSTED: Thu Dec 22, 2016 6:14 pm

Given their unknowing proximity to the Infernian ravens' perch, Dove had watched several stop near the little stoop she and River had tucked themselves into near the lake. The birds stared and piped up a word or two both siblings could understand, but most of the ravens did not wish to linger or chat. Dove thought they were inspecting the new recruits, judging them perhaps, debating whether they were faces to report back to someone else. They always seemed to pick up and fly towards the west, and Dove hoped that meant she and her brother weren't to expect any coyote inquirers. She didn't have much heart for smalltalk, or for having to explain the circumstances of their presence a second time.

River Lark had followed the birds first and returned making note of their communal perching area due west. Taking greater comfort in birds and animals often more than in people, Dove made a point to visit Ravenswrest quickly, hoping the birds might lift her spirits. They avoided her at first, as she expected, but as she shared what little food was left in their bags brought from Juniper Peace, some of the ravens drew closer. Some even spoke up, or made a vaguely thankful noise for her.

She sat down among them, and in the back of her mind she heard her father laugh and say, just as he joked every time a crow or raven stopped by Juniper Peace, "Do you have a message from Inferni?"

A pair of ravens drew her attention away from sorrowed thoughts: a visibly elder raven, waiting his turn far away from the youngsters; and a second, erratic, youthful one with a powerful set of vocal chords. She tried to ask the raven to be quiet in the tongue it understood, but it was almost as if the bird could not hear her. The others easily pushed it out of the way, and Dove wasn't sure whether to feel sorry for it or wonder if it should have been put out of its misery.

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POSTED: Fri Dec 23, 2016 1:54 pm

Word Count → I wasn't sure if River Lark was here D: so I left it ambiguous

She sighed in a huff of breath and relaxed as the stallion began a slow walk towards Ravenswrest. It had taken several consecutive visits before the Ravens finally accepted her amongst their numbers without too much fuss. At least they no longer took to the air screaming about dogs and wolves and bringing people sure that they were being attacked. That had been embarrassing the first time. But now she had figured out their secret, bring copious amounts of food and usually all was well.

The stallion took his time and she was in no particular rush herself, she watched claimed Inferni land slip by, cold and frozen in the winter's grasp. There was a snowy covering on the ground and Nani crunched through it with ease. Sometimes stumbling when he hit a deeper than expected drift. Overall it was a pleasant enough ride despite the cold.

She reached Ravenswrest a while later, to find she was not alone in her thoughts of coming here. This girl was new, she didn't smell so much like Inferni as Helena did. There was another scent too lingering, a masculine one although she couldn't see anybody else, but Ravenswrest was a big enough place.

Helena pulled Nani up and slipped off his back, pulling back her hood which in hindsight she probably shouldn't done. The ravens turned their attention from the stranger with no food to the familiar one that always had food. Now the cries started up 'Dog, dog food food.'

They hopped or fluttered towards her, an unruly mob, shouldering each other out of the way. She broke off several chunks of bread and tossed them out into the murder, which promptly exploded with raucous caws. Then she ducked away from them, able to approach the newer person, "Hello there, I'm Helena"

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POSTED: Sat Dec 24, 2016 3:33 am

The few long since dried berries she had pulled from one of the jars in her satchel had been attractive to only one or two among the surrounding flock. She wasn't surprised, but disappointed; though the berries attracted few, they had caught the eye of the elder raven but were snatched up by its fellows before the older bird would consider braving the storm. She pitied it, and wished its apparent snack of preference weren't so drastically out of season.

The Reverie's ears swiveled, and she leapt to her feet and spun when approached by a—fellow Infernian? She certainly had some dog to her—and her mount. Wary and sharp-eyed Dove watched with a certain fight-or-flight poise as the long-nosed woman collected the ravens into a crowd around her, and the lack of alarm among the murder signaled to Dove that this woman was recognized and acknowledged by them, even despite any clear evidence of coyote breeding. It didn't make any sense. Wasn't Inferni rumored to boast some bias in favor of coyote? Were there more among them so lacking in proper genetics?

It mattered little to Dove, of course—she was no racist. Cats and dogs and wolves and coyotes and more walked as equals in Juniper Peace.

But she was a natural skeptic no less, and it showed in the hood of her eyes and stiffness in her shoulders.

"Hi," she said, quiet. "Dove. A pleasure." Not that it sounded like it was.

A pause and a critical eye, what with the flock of belligerent birds purposefully swept around Helena's heels. "What are you doing?"

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POSTED: Wed Dec 28, 2016 7:41 pm

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Her reception was far from warm and it gave her pause for a few moments. There were those amongst Inferni's numbers who were cold and harsh too. This one didn't seem like she would be that way, but there was a chill that came from her. Something of wary eyes and wary hands, a position that spoke of struggles and trial. Helena was the fox amongst coyotes, unlike her fellow clan members in many ways, most of all her looks.

Helena was used to judging stares and harsh looks, some of the more traditional of the clan had made it clear she did not belong here, that she was just an imposter, but that made Helena all the more determined to stay, to rub it in their faces that a dog walked among them as one of the honorary. She carried their Lykoi star on her breast and the Grand-Matriarch's eye and the henna splash on her muzzle, from what she had been told of memories.

"Every couple of days I come and feed the ravens. They have a pact with Inferni, for food and security they will patrol and warn us of danger coming. Scare off wolves who might want to attack. Some of them chose a clan member to bond to and follow them around." None yet had come forth to Helena to offer their services and she was loathe to just take one that didn't want to serve her. A fact that twisted cynically in her chest, goods and jewels she didn't mind stealing, but not an intelligent life.

Helena broke of some more bread that she pulled from her pack and scattered it around herself, the inky black avians fluttering about her.
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POSTED: Sun Jan 01, 2017 12:33 pm

While Helena explained the purpose of the ravens' roost, Dove watched the birds flutter about the dog hybrid and the bread she scattered for them. The Reverie shelled it well, but a wave of relief washed over her; she knew how to handle birds, as she knew how to handle the livestock in the stable he had come across. If she were to dedicate herself to their maintenance, it meant proving herself and earning her keep — and avoiding smalltalk and inquiring minds while she struggled to process all that happened to her before Inferni became her home.

Dove waved away a pair of ravens to pick up a piece of bread from the ground Helena had thrown. With a confident but unassuming gait she approached the elder raven standing quiet in the back, awaiting his turn to feed that would clearly never come. The raven did not spook, but turned its head and eyes up at her and backed away a few steps. Dove leaned and gently offered him the bread, only to squeak in surprise as the same confused, pushy raven from earlier charged between and caught her finger while nabbing the bread.

Stepping back sore and irritated, she nursed her fingertip in her hands and glared at the loud, erratic raven, as it tried and failed to swallow the hunk of bread in one gulp multiple times.

"What is wrong with that one?" she asked, gesturing to it. "It's not right in the head."

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POSTED: Tue Jan 24, 2017 12:44 am

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She turned her head, part of her attention upon Dove but most of it on the birds. This was a task that Helena had taken upon herself and she intended to fulfill it. The other woman being here was just an interruption of what was becoming of her usual routine. Helena was one used to constant change around her, she was robust in this way. New and unexpected things did not faze her for the most part. There was always new and interesting traders traveling through her mother's pack.

She stifled a smile as the stupid raven from earlier made itself known again, snatching the bread from Dove's fingers. This one was always doing stupid things and Helena was beginning to suspect it was brain damaged in some way. "Yeah be careful, that one isn't quite as smart as the rest of them. She mistakes fingers for food." It had been a little while Helena had been getting use to the ravens now and they to her, they came closer to her every day. Now as they watched the raven try and fail to eat the bread Helena did laugh, a low chuckle. And while the raven was preoccupied with its too large snack she reached forwards and plucked it from the ground, holding it firmly with both hands,

"There you go, now you can feed the old one without this one getting in the way." She managed to maneuver the raven so that she could pluck the bread from its beak and let it swallow a smaller piece, holding oout the larger chunk to Dove to try again with the old one. The raven didn't put up a fight at all once it realized it was caught, instead it just croaked in a horse voice, small head turning from side to side. Helena looked down at the bird and muttered, "глупый" Not realising she had spoken aloud.

The other ravens sensing that the food had dried out began to wander away from the two of them. Excepting the older one that still stood, shaking slightly and eying them and the one that Helena held in her hands. The retarded one began to caw, loudly, and Helena grimaced, bending down to put it down on the ground where it sat blinking at them with blank eyes. She nudged it with her foot and it fell over. How on earth had it even managed to survive to adulthood? Could it even fly? She gave a disbelieving look to Dove.

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POSTED: Tue Jan 31, 2017 1:08 pm

While Helena distracted the wily, twitchy raven with a piece of loaf far bigger than its beak or stomach could handle, Dove took to the elderly bird once more. Whether it shook from the cold or from its obvious age Dove could not be sure, but the bird held itself tall and with a certain pride as if dissuade his audience from pity. For a moment Dove thought of her father, then tore a piece of bread and crept carefully to the bird.

It took a cautious few steps back and stared at her, his head turning in every direction to take her in from all angles. When she offered the bread his attention followed, but still the raven did not take. Dove prayed he was not so old to have lost all appetite, for in her experience little more could evidence death to be fast-approaching a sick or elderly soul.

Bending to a knee, the Reverie tore away a small piece and tossed it to his claws a few feet away. Without hesitation, and without younger ravens to intervene, the elderly bird pecked and gobbled the bread in an instant. Dove fell back onto her rear, relieved.

She tore another and another, feeding the bird a piece at a time. The brain-addled raven behind her began a ruckus and Dove met the eyes of the dog-hybrid with equal gall. It toppled over, silenced. Dove shook her head.

"There's no way that one is going to live very long," she observed, her tony pitying and yet hanging at its end with an unspoken implication of Maybe we should put it out of its misery.

But glancing back at the wary, older raven she added, "Same goes for this one, I guess. Should we tell somebody?"

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POSTED: Thu Feb 09, 2017 2:47 pm

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She watched with bated breath as Dove crouched down to try and get the older raven to eat. Helena too had been keeping food aside specifically for him the last few times she had come here after the younger ones had all retreated. She smiled, glad that the elderly one had deigned to eat from Dove's hand this time.

She stared down at the stupid one at her feet that was now trying to flutter.. maybe? She wasn't sure. Helena knelt down wincing as the cold snow immediately began to melt and seep into her fur and chill her skin. She prodded at the raven who's only response was to caw louder and she grabbed it and set it wobbly on its feet again. It sat there, silenced now and stared at first her and then Dove.

"Maybe.. I mean.. some of the Ravens bond with people and follow them around. Like my father has one and so does the Aquila, there are others too." Now that she had gotten close enough to actually touch and handle the raven it didn't seem so difficult that she might care for this one. It obviously had somehow survived until adulthood. It couldn't be all that bad. As she thought this, the raven began to peck at the few pebbles visible through the snow and she sighed. She picked it up and tucked it underneath her arm. It croaked quietly and began to repeat, "Maybe. Maybe. Maybe."

"I'll take this one. It seems to be happy for the most part just really dumb. It should be entertaining at least." She shrugged, a wry smile upon her face and then looked down and she spoke now to the raven, "I'll call you глупый. It seems to suit you." The raven just cawed at her. They could never know that Helena's raven was the granddaughter of the one that Dove was feeding, but maybe there was some small amount of relief felt by the older bird that its dumb progeny would be cared for from now onward.

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POSTED: Tue Feb 14, 2017 10:12 pm

Dove had enough experience with ravens through Juniper Peace to know their tendencies for loyalty and companionship, but this was a land worlds different from the Junipers: one burnt and painted with blood. She knew nothing of the pact the ravens as a whole had sworn in years of Inferni past, and Dove expected the birds to be as grizzled and unfriendly as the cold, dead Nova Scotian winter. To small relief, she was wrong.

Her father had cared for a number of little songbirds, but ravens? Never. How could a creature born of wing and flight tether itself willingly to something bound by legs to the earth? Ravens were resourceful; a healthy youth hadn't such need for food and convenience. The one Helena coddled, however, was a different story.

Dove tore away bread and tossed it to the elder raven. Though she wished to understand it and see to its health, she sought no companionship.

"It's lucky to have you, then," said Dove to Helena, impressed. The task she volunteered for would be no simple undertaking, and though Dove had compassion for the raven of lesser wit, Dove knew she would know withstand the stress well at present.

She wondered if the elder raven had a name. She didn't give it one. And when she left Ravenswrest, it didn't follow.

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