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POSTED: Wed Jan 04, 2017 8:44 pm



Your characters' precise species and species percentages: 75% Mexican Coyote, 25% Mexican Wolf
Your desired Immunes rank(s), if known: Fera or Sciens
Your characters' cNPC, if applicable: N/A
Your characters' animal NPCs, if applicable: Peca (Mule), Luison & Jasy Jatere (Maned wolf pups)




Oderint dum metuant

When the woman had first started on her journey she had no idea where she was going. She only had Diego's wild tales of a place in the land of snow and ice where there were only coyotes. It was simply a place for her to go, somewhere that was far away from her brother. She hoped he wouldn't go so far as to tempt freezing to death in order to follow her. At least she felt that she was going to freeze to death throughout her journey, especially since she had no idea where she was really going.

Her feet ached from the cold and icy prickles stabbed through the numbess in her pads. Her arms were wrapped around herself in hopes of preserving whatever warmth that she could manage. The snow drift that she was walking through was ankle deep and made steps difficult in places for she knew not what was being hidden by the snow. Atop the back of Peca, her mule, the four month old pups weren't faring much better despite being wrapped up in furs that Joa had traded for. Lucion and Jasy Jatere didn't speak a single word of complaint though. In fact the coywolf woman had half a thought that the latter had even managed to fall asleep despite the twitching of her body against the cold.

Eventually the border markings that she was told to look out for came into sight. Looks like we finally made it girls. Diego better damn well be right about this place being a sanctuary. She thought her brother to be a stupid git but he wasn't an idiot. She didn't believe that he would run off to some place without the smallest inkling that he would be accepted. And so she was trusting he would be accepted too.

She raised her voice to give out a call to announce her presence but it came out hoarsely due to the cold and wasn't all that loud. Her tongue slipped out to wet her nose which the cold kept on drying out. Her hands rubbed at her arms as she waited. She hadn't enough to trade to garner furs for herself and had to do some fancy talking into getting the ones that she had the pups bundled up in.

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POSTED: Thu Jan 05, 2017 11:54 am

Dove didn't make for a fine Inferni representative, not when she couldn't confidently say she'd made a single friend since becoming a part of the clan herself. It was her own damn fault and she knew it, but given present circumstances—the random attacks, suspicious movements reported by the ravens around clan borders, the scarring on her brother's face—Dove just couldn't let her guard down for anyone, even if they smelled of the clan or boasted a many-pointed tattoo. The shell she projected was steel and frigid, protective of her vulnerabilities, defensive and afraid of her own naivete in this violent world in which she felt trapped.

The Fera didn't know what to make of the call from the borderlines. She wasn't a scout, she wasn't a leader. She was barely established in the clan at all. But their visitor was close to where Dove was exploring, and in this time of hostility with the outside world, Inferni needed all its eyes wary and all its ears to the wind.

She saw the woman waiting at a distance and Dove notched an arrow to her bow. It pointed at the ground as she approached, ready to swing up and fire if need be, but Dove didn't recognize this woman as one of the strangers who attacked she and her brother less than a month prior. The little Reverie shivered in the January wind and wished the world were the good enough place she'd thought it was six months ago, and that she could walk without a weapon and instead be able to hug her shoulders against the cold.

"What do you want?" Dove barked. Curt and stiff as always, and ready to scream for help should this turn sideways. "Are you here to make trouble?"

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POSTED: Fri Jan 06, 2017 3:16 pm

Oderint dum metuant

The coywolf felt to have been waiting an eternity for someone to show up but it must have been no more than a few minutes. Still, when it was cold out time seemed to creep along and take ages to pass. You ain't gunna shoot much of anything with that thing lowered, chica. Joa gave out the helpful tidbit to the female whom approached her.

Diego. Not that she truly wanted him but that was the reason why she was here. She only came this far because of him and his wild stories. She didn't even have a clue how he knew of this place when it was so far away from everything that they had ever known. There was no warmth here, or so it seemed, so she had no idea what drove Diego to tempt everything to come here.

Perhaps. Joa admitted with a sly grin. Ain't nothing wrong with a bit of travesura eh, hermana? Joa could be said to be a bit of an adrenaline junky and with that often came bouts of trouble. But then trouble and harm were two different things and she didn't relate one with the other, at least not when it came to herself.

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POSTED: Fri Jan 06, 2017 10:16 pm

Leader can hop in anytime. Maybe bring Diego along?


The stranger called her out on her poised but lowered weapon, harmlessly perhaps, and Dove pulled together her brows and flatly stared. Was she asking to have an arrow shot between the eyes? Dove's fingers flexed along the bowstring and fletch but the point of the arrow did not raise, though the Reverie felt a sudden impulse to let it fly free at the woman's throat. It was an impulse more like a wandering thought, really, and for a moment startled Dove as she realized the year's trauma had introduced such darker depths to her consciousness. She shook it off, and decided it best not to acknowledge such silly commentary with a response.

Vaguely Dove remembered the name Diego, muttered yesterday when she met the chubby man Laurel caring for his steed near the stables. The Fera raised her head and barked a call into the sky for the mentioned man, and an added call for someone of authority to happen past, too—she was young, and borderlines were so stiff and permanent and weird to the Juniper-born. The woman spoke with a strange tongue Dove couldn't follow a portion of the time, and with the strange incidents around her new home increasing as of late, she took no chances. She had no reason to trust this woman, not yet.

"There have been weird things happening around here lately and I don't like your talk," Dove said, "so get serious because none of this is funny and I'm not putting my bow away 'til someone else gets here."

There was a momentary pause as it became obvious Dove was making an effort to calm herself down and start over, and it was with a tone of slightly rounder edges that she continued, "I'm Dove. Are you here as a friend or not?"

Surely if she could get a straight answer, Dove could determine the sincerity.

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POSTED: Sat Jan 07, 2017 10:32 am

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There was no denying that Joa had an accent seeing as she came from a different part of the world. It also probably didn't help matters much that she spoke quickly and peppered her statements with bits of Spanish. But then she had known many that would use Spanglish to communicate. It was simply a natural form of expression for her. She wasn't used to being around those whom couldn't understand the meaning that she was trying to convey. It had never mattered which language she conversed in with those around her, one could be speaking English and the other Spanish, and what was being said could be easily understood.

Aye, yes, I would say this stuff is extraño. And with that she bent down and picked up a handful of snow just to let it drift through her fingers. It's so... so... Her fingers were twirled in a circular motion in the air as if that would help her come up with the perfect word that she was looking for. ... frío! It wasn't the words she was looking for but was the best explanation she could give. How can something so... Again she faltered as she tried to figure out the word she wanted to use. ... mullido... With this she opened her arms wide in a grand, sweeping gesture to indicate the entire lay of the land. ... hurt so much? A foot was lifted from the snow which had grown bloodied beneath it to show off the cuts to her pads which the ice had caused.

I don't know if I'd be your amigo or not. You aren't desagradable but I don't know if we could carry on or not. Maybe if you could show me how to use that thing. The woman answered truthfully. She didn't mind the edge that Dove showed, in fact it amused her. She liked a woman who wasn't afraid to stand up for herself. Joaquina del Bosque. She gave her name at last, or at least the one she preferred to be known by since she had cut ties with her given name and hope to leave all that in the past.

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POSTED: Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:27 pm

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Dark feathers ruffled against the cold as Stark hunched on the Aquila’s shoulder, and Vesper stroked his shaggy throat absentmindedly as she paced through the trees, a distance from the skulls and borders proper. After Clover’s patrol had returned to Inferni reporting mysterious assailants, Ves had adjusted her walks with the crippled raven—wanting to keep him far from harm. But Stark wanted to see the borders, and she allowed him, senses strained.

They talked, in coyote and corvine tongues, about patrols and preparation. It took her mind off of irrational worries, allowed her to feel some semblance of control for what strange events were going on around them.

More coyotes hurt. Talk of wolves. Talk of horses, too, that reminded her of poachers and thorny borders.

She rubbed her upper arms, considering retrieving her cloak from where it was surely still stored in the schoolhouse, and lifted her head at a yapping cry—one that summoned the clan’s clowning Civilis, but her a beat later. She frowned in confusion and headed that way, tail brushed out behind her.

Vesper reached the borders first, her blue eyes darting to Micah’s pale daughter with bow in hand, arrow drawn but pointed downward. She hesitated and reached for a low branch, and Stark hopped awkwardly onto the bark, scrabbling and using his good wing to regain balance as Ves turned her gaze to the stranger—a greyish coyote with a spotted mule, one who didn’t seemed bothered by the bristling reception she received.

“What’s going on?” Vesper asked, voice even though shoulders remained tensed. Her nose lifted as she scented something else—but she couldn’t tell what it was. An animal? She glanced at the bundles on the mule’s back.

But before she could ask more questions or receive answers, Diego emerged from the snowy frondescence. “Que pasa?” he began, fixing his jovial smile on Dove—then glanced to the stranger. His orange eyes widened, and he laughed. “Mi hermana, what—you found us!”

He padded to the woman, stretching out a hand to greet her affectionately but also not to crowd her, then swung round to face Vesper. “This is Joaquina. She must stay here, Vesper,” he said, wagging his tail, smiling—but there was something subdued and serious in his eyes, or more so than Ves had seen from him before.



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POSTED: Sat Jan 07, 2017 2:31 pm

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POSTED: Sun Jan 08, 2017 11:31 pm

Their continued dialogue made it increasingly obvious the stranger was not as well acquainted with the English tongue as Dove, but it was not the peppering of unknown words that put the Reverie on edge. That smile, that playful return to Dove's otherwise serious questions, that informal demeanor had set off alarms in Dove's head as possible danger. Despite her insistent levity, the surrounding skulls atop stakes bore into them the sheer gravity that was Inferni borderlines.

But as Joaquina went on, Dove came to realize it wasn't attempted levity at play—it was a stranger in a strange land, possibly as lost and forlorn as Dove herself was, so far from home. Joaquina didn't like the snow, Dove gathered, and neither did she know how to handle it. Only then did Dove notice the slight trail of blood in the snow behind her, evidence of feet uncalloused as if they'd never weathered a winter.

If Dove pitied her, she didn't show it.

There was a miscommunication occurring due to the language gap and the Fera's irritation with it was evident on her face by the arrivals of both Vesper and whom Dove could only expect to be the aforementioned Diego, who appealed to Joaquina's case immediately.

Dove rolled her eyes and muttered something scarcely audible under her breath. She then turned to Vesper and nodded her head in respect, greeting with a curt "Ma'am," but the look on her face made it silently obvious she wasn't immediately fond of this stranger on the borders.

But Dove took a submissive step back, coldly implying a desire to leave, and did so briskly if it was granted. Her heart was pounding, and she hated every moment she had to stand there and pretend she knew what she was doing or what she was representing. The faster Dove was away from the borderlines, she felt, the better.

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POSTED: Mon Jan 09, 2017 10:32 am

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He no fly? Joa asked as the bird waddled onto a branch instead of flapping up there. Plus there was the way in which he teetered and used only a single wing to right himself. She had seen other birds in such a state and they didn't last long on their own. But clearly this scarred lady had to be caring for him since she carried him around. He look bueno. Which she meant to be a compliment. The bird appeared healthy enough for his condition.

We talk of this... stuff... Joa didn't have a word in her vocabulary for the bloodied snow which she picked up in her hand and held out. Having lifted up her foot to show it off had widened the arc of snow that had become stained by the fluids that she was leaking from her torn pads. It's mullido but it hurts you. A portion of the conversation was repeated when she was asked what was happening. Dove didn't end up disagreeing with her but had disappeared instead,or so Joa had noticed when she looked to the armed woman for confirmation.

But she didn't have long to wonder about her sudden departure for there was a face she knew. Diego! Excitement lit her features as she leaned briefly against the male before she righted herself again. There weren't too many males that she reacted so fondly towards. Soledad.... she... Joa choked up and couldn't continue but just shook her head in order to finish up what she couldn't put into words. He... Again she cut off, though she figured Diego would know who she meant for those in the del Bosque family had been told of her troubles when they had accepted her. Aryas too. She motioned over to the bundle on the back of her mule. And little Pequito. Which was what she had called her runtish javelina. Hocico? She asked after his companion, wondering how it had fared such a drastic weather change.

With her news shared Diego had made a plea for her acceptance. Por favor?

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The agouti coyote spoke of Stark immediately, and Vesper’s eyes flicked to her crippled companion as he hunched on the branch, staring down at her. She could feel defensive tension in her shoulders, but it dissipated immediately when the woman complimented the bird.

“He cannot, and he is,” Vesper agreed, then glanced at the pale coywolf who seemed less than pleased with the situation. She wasn’t sure how to read the other’s expression, but her step back was granted with a small nod. She’d no doubt if she commanded it the girl would remain here -- if without the unquestioning obedience of a myrmidon -- but she was not so cruel. If Dove wanted to leave, she could, and when granted permission the girl went quickly.

Her brow furrowed when she saw the girl’s bloodied foot. Her grasp of Spanish was better than it had been, between the various Mexican coyotes she spoke to on a regular basis, but she did not understand mullido. From context, she supposed that it was surprising to the desert woman that the snow could hurt.

“It’s very cold,” Vesper agreed. “It doesn’t look like it could hurt, does it? We will need to have a médico look at your feet. You should wrap them.” She picked up her own foot and made a gesture as if wrapping her paw.

Then she stood back to let the reunion play out in front of her, watching Diego’s face change as Joaquina spoke of deceased. Grief darkened the coyote’s expression more than the soot smeared and dotted across his brows, and he reached to put a hand on the woman’s shoulder.

Siento tu pérdida, Joaquina,” he said, and pricked his ears as he looked to the mule’s back -- though he stopped first to smile and shake his head. Hocico está bien. Travieso as ever. And Laurel, Fang, and Nacho are here -- others, too. Este es un buen lugar, you’ll see.”

Vesper looked to the two coyotes as they stared back at her, pleading, and nodded without more than a moment of hesitation. Ven, the Aquila said, and Diego nodded encouragingly at Joaquina as Vesper turned to enter the territory.

But his gaze had returned to the bundles on the black-and-white mule’s back, and he went to peek in at one of them, exclaiming at once. “These are Aryas’ cachorros! Vesper!”

“What?”
Vesper had retrieved Stark and now returned with the bird digging his claws into her shoulder.

A ruddy-brown, dark-muzzled face with big ears peered up at her.



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