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POSTED: Mon Sep 03, 2018 9:04 pm

Feeling somewhat downtrodden, Ceridwen returned to the Ethereal Eclipse to uncover her stash of goods. She had set it at the base of a tree, between the hollow of gnarled roots and dirt, and sealed it off with several large stones to keep small rodents and other scavengers out. The cache was unmarked, but she had left for herself several hints to recover it again. There were markings left on trees, with symbols only she would understand. That had been her hope, at least. She did not know of any other family members in the area, and could not imagine that anyone would so quickly crack the code used by generations of Luperci in her family. As she meandered the woods, she searched the trees at chest height, running her hand over the bark to check for abnormalities. Once or twice she took pause, rubbing against the trunk thoughtfully, before changing directions or moving on. She could read her own notes without having to see, which came particularly useful during stormy weather or at night.

Or, like now, in unfamiliar lands.

It took her nearly an hour of searching, but eventually, she found what she was looking for. Leaping forward, she descended upon her cache, eagerly removing the stones that stood guard, and pulling out the dirty cloak that had been carefully bundled to protect her herbs. The plants within rustled, but she dared not unfold the package. Now was not the time, but she knew the wait would not be long. Hugging it gently in her arms, she looked around, suddenly distracted. There was a strange scent that she caught on the wind; the smell of rotting flesh intermingled with blood.

Though she did not consider herself to be a vulture, she could not help but try and locate the source. Even rotted meat had some value, and if she was lucky, there would still be bones. It was too much to hold out for a well preserved hide, but she remained optimistic as she carefully scoured the land, still clinging to her bundle, her cowl low on her neck. Eventually, she did come across a dark beast, fallen into eternal slumber, dark entrails strewn over the ground. At the sight, Ceridwen sighed and shook her head. It had been a careless hunter that had gotten to it, most likely. Or something else had killed it, and it wandered back here to die. There were no crows, surprisingly, though a couple magpies darted back and forth over the flesh, nibbling away at the feast. The Luperci shooed them away, before crouching over the ungulate, quietly trying to determine the cause of death.

As it was impossible to tell, she dared not sample the meat. Instead, she set her bag down, removed her cowl and began to desecrate the body, methodically working at the skull, the ribs, and the pelvis. From time to time she paused, certain that she heard a rustling that was not caused by her own doing. Yet every time she peered owlishly about, the world around remained still, prompting her to resume her task.
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POSTED: Fri Sep 07, 2018 3:17 pm

OOC; Sorry for wait and the slight rambling in this.
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So long it had been since last Ares had last been within this area that in many it were of little surprise that there many things - however minor - had begun or already changed since he had last been here. Granted it had been many seasons since he had last been here so it were only understandable that much would have changed within that time even for a place that had once upon a time been so familliar to him for so long. But then again as long a time as this place and some of the surrounding areas had been so familliar and to a certain degree comforting to him such times had long since passed and it were no longer such a place to him. The fact that it had been a significant amount of time since the grey male had been here proved that fact since there were more things that were unfamilliar than not, or at the very least in equal measures.

Which brought forth the question; why had been the reason for Ares to come here in the first place? If nothing else for the time being that were the one question in which he were temporarily unable to answer but also it did not matter all too much for to do something in which were outside the norm were not always a bad thing. For one good thing for there having been a lack of a fixed group of luperci in residence within this area for so long who knew just what might be found here? Sure there were probably a bit too much optimism on his part in this respect for there were bound to be nothing but all the same anything were possible.

It had been for that main reason that Ares had left Arte back within pack lands, for although the company of the speckled stalion would have been pleasant in turn there were no need to drag the large horse along if not needed especially if he were safe enough remaining where he were. That and thus far there had been nothing of significant interest or even usefullness, at least that had been the first assumption. The faint odor of death and rot that always were the first indicator of something having been left to the elements for a significant amount of time after it's time in the world of the living had ended that reached his nose was more than anough to gain anyone's interest. Even if merely for the potential usefullness of whatever remains of the body that were left and had not been consumed by whoever or whatever had killed the unfortunate beast or moved.

Now if nothing else that would be a useful find, for to be a scavenger were not a shameful activity if said individual was making use of whatever may have been left behind by another for what may be considered trash by one may be considered useful by another. Though it had been as the male carefully stepped towards where his nose quite literally led him, ears and eyes moving near constantly to avoid any encounters that could be avoided - it were as the male gradually drew nearer that he heard the faintest of movement aside from his own. Well; so much for getting to it before anyone else but then again even this were questionable on account of the fact that whenever he seemed to pause whatever sound he had probably heard stopped with him.

Only one way to find out whether said sounds were real or imagined, slipping the bow he had held loosely within a hand over his shoulders with the arrows to his back did any previous caution he had were pushed aside and move - loudily - forward.
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POSTED: Wed Sep 12, 2018 12:10 am

As she worked, Ceridwen hummed a simple tune to herself; some song she had known since childhood, but was not familiar with the words. It helped to cover up the dull buzz in her head; her errant thoughts trying to break loose, away from such menial tasks. Tedious as it was, the Luperci understood that all great works required time. She too followed these rules, taking care to preserve certain tendons, bones, and other useful bits. It was all much more than she could carry on her own. Despite the option of being able to create caches to return to, Ceridwen would have to give the majority of it to scavengers. Nonetheless, it appeared that she had the pick of what remained of the carcass; she would count every minute victory if she had to.

Again, the vixen was drawn from her task, peering keenly about, ears pert with interest. Surely there was something out there, for now the rustling sounded too close to have been imagined. She stiffened, and instinctively reached to her hip, fingertips brushing across her dense coat. Frowning, she rocked back onto her heels, and pulled her other hand out of the guts. With the carcass directly beneath her, it was almost impossible to tease apart the surrounding smells. With one sense impaired, she was forced to rely on her eyes and ears to locate any possible dangers.

Then, without warning, the sound of a heavy footstep thundered through the air. Ceridwen did not start, but she did hunch in a defensive manner, lips parting to bare her teeth, nose crinkled. A low growl resonated within her throat, sending a chill from the base of her skull to the tip of her tail. There were no words needed, for her message was delivered in the same language of the ancient ones, understood by all species. It was a feral warning for the stalker to heed. She was not to be trifled with, if intentions were ill. Finders keepers, and all those sayings.

Coming to her senses momentarily, she huffed, and shifted her weight once more, slowly rising to almost full Optime height. She had always assumed that barbarians were extinct, and fellow canines would senselessly attack others. At least, in this moment, Ceridwen hoped that was the case. Unarmed, she had very little means to defend herself, and was wholly unprepared to fight.
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POSTED: Wed Sep 19, 2018 5:47 pm

It were true that there were a significant part of Ares that were fully expecting to be more than wrong when it came to the potential of there being another individual around, for if ther ewere one thing in which any predator were forced to learn quickly especially when around a corpse that had been left to the elements for long enough to begin to decay was that any chance of using your nose to detect the pressence of another were near pointless. It were the same in any other situation in which anything could put any sense in particular out of action for a period of time and forcing one to rely upon all others, so today it would just be the sense of smell that would be hindered.

Though it would appear that even before the aforementioned carcass came into view and seemingly within mere seconds of his intentional misstep that his ears perked up and his whole body instinctively stiffened at the growl in which resonated through the air certainly got the male's attention. Well if nothing else it certainly did confirm the fact that there were already someone that had come across the carcass before him and in turn were already potentionally making efforts to salvage whatever useful parts they needed. Of course it mattered not whether this indivdual - whoever it was - spoke a lick of english or not for the audible verbal warning that the growl was more than enough to make it obvious as to how the other were feeling.

In turn though it did not mean he were not going to be otherwise cautious even if the original growl were the first and last so far to erupt forth at the interuption in which he had caused. Anyway; satisfied that it were confirmed that there were already another in residence here and happy that he had settled his weapon and extended his hands out to a point where it were made clear he had no intention of using them before striding out to where he could be clearly seen by the other. It were only then that olive eyes fixed briefly on the other - a female now that he could clearly see - before flicking around to take in all that he could before bringing his gaze back to rest upon her keeping himself as neutral and calm as possible to display how little of a threat he was. Unless of course he were forced to display otherwise.

"I mean no harm, only came nearer for the same reason as you. But you were here first so I can make no claim." It were a simple statement but hopefully it were more than enough to make attemtpts to sooth the displeasure in which the female were feeling about having been disturbed.
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POSTED: Sun Oct 14, 2018 11:40 am

Ceridwen remained on high alert, muscles tensed as she waited for the stranger to come out into the open. She knew she would be at a disadvantage if anyone wanted to take advantage of her or her situation; she was not particularly strong, or good at fighting. Though she could run away, she was too stubborn and too prideful to allow the situation to come to such an end. Luckily for her, the stranger seemed to take caution with his approach, ensuring that his body language remained neutral and his tone even. Equal parts feral creature and civilized bipedal, the merle woman seemed to appreciate his efforts, and relaxed slightly, her narrowed eyes softening just a touch.

The spoken words were meaningless to her; she knew well enough that any lesser being would go back on them without a second thought. She was as distrustful as she was scared, but she tried her best to let neither show, for doing so would be a slip of her mask of confidence. Using the inside of her arm to wipe away the blood on her muzzle (or rather smear it around, seeing as how she was essentially covered), she looked from the desecrated carcass to the stranger, thinking over her own words carefully. “Thank you.” Though the gesture was simple, it was significant for Ceridwen to make such an acknowledgement. Motioning with her hand, she indicated for the interloper to stay a moment, before returning her focus back to the flesh she had been tearing at.

With several more tugs and jerks, she had separated the body into pieces, and now worked hastily to gather up what she wanted the most. When the carcass vaguely resembled two separate piles, she took a little step back, her tail hovering sheepishly at her hocks. “Well, it’s far too much for me to bring back on my own, and by the time I return I’m sure there will be nothing left but a stain on the ground.” She shrugged, and gestured to the larger of the two piles. It would have taken at least two more wolves to carry off what remained. “Have at ‘er.” Awkwardly granting the interloper permission to step into the space, she shuffled back to what she had claimed as her pile, setting to work once more, breaking down the goods so that they would be easily managed during her trip back to the Court.
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POSTED: Wed Oct 24, 2018 2:52 pm

Of course although Ares knew full well that he were not the sort to go charging in on a situation such as this and make attempts to claim something that were by rights not his - well; unless it were payback on an individual in which had wronged him. A scenario that had not happened yet thankfully. - but even if he were to try tell this to the female before him didn;t mean he would be believed. Hey; if roles were reversed then in all honesty he too would have some serious issues in believing such a thing of another as well, so to go with the physical cues that made some attempts to ease whatever discomfort were caused by the pressence of the charcoal grey male would have to do for the time being until such a time he were to be believed better.

Naturally now the male were more than prepared to leave the female be with her prize and in turn get on with her work in scavenging whatever it was that would be of use to her on her travels, for what point was there in him in lingering here if there were no reason for the male to continue to linger? So it had been with the verbal thanks in which the female offered in his previous attempt at putting her at ease that Ares simply offered a nod of acknowledgement before he were about to depart, at least up until she indicated for the male to remain where he was.

Naturally this were more than enough to get the faintest hint of curiosity mixed with a flicker of undisguised wariness of his own, after all though they both had to some degree made it clear they were not about to kill or otherwise cause harm to the other it didn't mean that either of them could not allow themselves to fully relax right?

It were her actions and following words that got the male's gazw shifting between both the female and the pile in which she were allowing him access to, not that he made any effort to move towards it right away. For it were his turn to become slightly suspicious to the point where he were to slowly pace around the carcass and keep plenty of distance between them to at least offer a certain degree of comfort for a time. "Of that there is no doubt, something like this would not last long out here." Ares agreed simply, especially something like this that were already starting to decay. For only a desperate luperci would make a meal out of what were to be left of the carcass so it would only be other creatures in which would dare to devour it as a food source.

But forcing such thoughts to the back of his mind upon reaching the pile in which the female had allowed him access to before he too set to work, working his way through what were before him and selecting what would be of use.
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