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- Aro Marino - 03-17-2010 [html]
ooc: Private for Jazper, mah DADDEH DEAREST! Aro's tail wagged in endless excitement as he waited by the hillside, he couldn't wait to see what his dad had planned for them. His father only had told him they were going to spend time together today, and that he would teach Aro some lessons on fighting. Aro's curiousity was through the roof wondering what his father was going to teach him, was he going to train him on how to fight? Was he going to teach him how to hunt like an adult? Or how to be a good member of the pack? whatever it was Aro was ecstatic to be taught by his father, a wolf who in his eyes was one of the most influential role models he knew. As he waited by the river, he could see himself in the reflection, his light blue eyes locking with the warped image in the water. It was obvious that he was beginning to shed the young puppy fur, beginning to get slightly larger than his puppy size and step into adoesence, but he was still young, weak, and inexperienced. Through dumb luck and shameless bravado Aro had ventured out into the wilds almost every day and had not gotten himself killed or even injured, much to the relief and amazment of his parents, not a scratch on him, save for still having the skunk smell linger on his from a whie ago. The smell had dimmed though, to an almost undetectable level, he still had the occasional whiff or two of the vile stench. Not see his father yet, Aro had begun to get impatiant and rambunctious, he waas pacing, skipping rocks across the river, and it wasn't long before he had begun to explore the river with closer inspection. While the water was not running very fast, it was rather deep, the riverbed being visable, but not reachable. He could see in the water there were fish swimming against the light current in order to stay in one position, some even floating by his view. Getting more curious, he dipped a hand in to touch the fish, but the minute his hand his the water the scaley water-dwellers had vanished, swimming away from the large hand. Excitement gripped the boy slightly as he pulled his hand back out and waited for the fish to reuturn before he stuck his hand in. This time it was more of a swipe then a dip, trying to bat one of the fish out of the water. No such luck though, the fish were much faster and manuverable then he was in the water. But perhaps this is what he was going to learn today, maybe to learn how to fish. Only the appearance of his father could answer his ever growing repertoire of questions. <style> .aro-table p {margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; text-indent:25px; } .aro-table b {color:#000000;} .aro-table {width: 400px; border: 1px solid #000000; background-color: #686952; background-image: url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... _table.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; padding-bottom: 200px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; color: #D1D9AD; text-align: justify; }</style> - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 03-27-2010 [html] WC: 500+
.Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Aro Marino - 04-03-2010 [html]
The sound of large paws raised Aro's head in confusion as he turned to the sound. His eyes widened in tiny terror to see the big black wolf barrelling towards him. Having no time to escape or sidestep the charge, as the wolf wasn't very well prepared, all he could do was brace himself for his father's tackle. When his dad did push him over, he was relieved to find out it was a light blow, a tiny push to the ground, but with still enough force that the little pup couldn't possibly keep himself on his feet, and ended up rolling onto his back. He let out a tiny giggle as he felt his father push him over and begin to tickle him, squirming and trying to protect himself from Jazper's ticklish onslaught, but to no avail. His father was bigger that he was, so he really didn't have any way to defend himself, and could only laugh and giggle while his father tickled away. Once Jazper stopped, Aro immediatly got to his feet and swiped a tiny paw at his father's nose in mock anger. "Daaaaad!" he cried out as he then got into a pouncing position and lept at his father's side, only to then slide back to the ground and rolled around in the dirt. Now both wet and dusty, the little pup had gotten a little bit of adreniline through his system, and his father being present only made him even more excited. He was finally going to learn something from his father, but what? He decided it was about time he should ask. "So, what are we going to today dad? Are we gunna fight a mountain lion? Hunt a deer?" He was now jumping around his father, his tail wagging a mile a minute as he spoke. He anxiety was nearly killing the poor boy, he could no longer wait to see what he was doing with Jazper. Of course, doing anything with his father pretty much made his day. <style> .aro-table p {margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; text-indent:25px; } .aro-table b {color:#000000;} .aro-table {width: 400px; border: 1px solid #000000; background-color: #686952; background-image: url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... _table.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; padding-bottom: 200px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; color: #D1D9AD; text-align: justify; }</style> - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 05-28-2010 [html] WC: 500+
.Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Aro Marino - 06-10-2010 [html]
ooc: Oh man, I am so sorry I have been so late on this! At first Aro didn't quite understand what his father telling him, most likely because he was distracted by a flower nearby, but after squishing it with his paw, his eyes widened in understanding. Finally! He was going to learn how to be a fighter and protector like his father, and inherit his father's skills. This was the most exciting thing to happen to him in weeks! Sure, all the adventuring and wandering around the territories was fun, but having the opportunity to learn from not only his father, but one of the greatest warriors around? This was Aro's real idea of fun. Once he understood, his response was more than enthusiastic. His excited barks and yips were containable as he darted around his father in excitement. This lasted for about 30 seconds before the pup recomposed himself,forcing himself to sit in front of his father again, uttering things like "This is going to be so awesome! Thank's dad! I'm so excited!" However, it then occurred to the pup that Jazper hadn't exactly elaborated on what exactly he was going to be taught, hwich only piqued his curiosity even more so than before, his tail wagging at what looked like a mile a minute. The little wolf shortly spoke up again, before crouching into a prowling stance. "So what are you going to teach me today? How to fight? How to patrol the boarders? How to slay a bear by myself?" Of course, he asked a few more things after that, but they just got progressively more ridiculous. <style> .aro-table p {margin:0px 0px 10px 0px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; text-indent:25px; } .aro-table b {color:#000000;} .aro-table {width: 400px; border: 1px solid #000000; background-color: #686952; background-image: url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... _table.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat; padding-bottom: 200px; font-family: verdana; font-size: 11px; line-height: 16px; color: #D1D9AD; text-align: justify; }</style> - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 06-13-2010 [html] WC: 500+
Aro's excitement grew and grew while Jazper sat patiently, a grown man now. It hadn't been too long ago that Jazper was just like Aro. He remembered his first pack, he was a hell riser. He had stubbornly barked and howled with frustration as he paced the boarder of what was Jaded Shadows as a pup. Much like how Aro rambled on about fighting bears. “Bears!” The older male chuckled “Aro even I don't go around fighting bears. We leave them alone. It would be to dangerous. Besides, we don't eat bear. You only kill what you are going to eat or what is trying to eat you.” The last sentence was pushed more then the others, it was very important that Aro realized that regardless of how big he got he only killed if he had to. .Jaz001 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3165d3; letter-spacing:1px; } .Jaz001ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif;; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; text-align:right;} .Jaz001 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .Jaz001 {margin:0 auto; width:359px; background-color:#01040d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... jaz001.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9a9ea1; padding: 200px 0px 5px 0px; font-family: Bookman Old Style, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9a9ea1; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] |