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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] OOC Name: Alexa Jade It wasn't like this scene hadn't been played before. It was like a song put on repeat, but the chorus kept changing. Rowan's paws made no noise as he walked across the ground. His tail slowly swished from side to side as his body made its way through the brush. Loneliness seemed to be the only friend Rowan had - the closest thing to family there was for him. Granted, it wasn't always like that. At one point, he did have a family and a home to call his own, but that was long ago. Or at least, time made it seem long. Two years without a mother, and one without a father and a missing sister isn't exactly the best way to grow up. None of that mattered to Rowan anymore, though. He stopped thinking about his past, when everything of his was the past. It was time to look towards the future; and what better way to do that, then to start a new life. The trees seemed to shake with anxiousness as Rowan came closer to the border of the AniWaya pack lands. Although Rowan seemed to show no emotion of it. Fear didn't come easily to him, just like his father. There weren't many things that he was afraid of, at least, not since his sister disappeared. He was taught to never show fear because it showed the enemy you were weak. Rowan wasn't weak. Finally, he was there. Rowan stopped moving and he placed his paws as close to the border as he deemed necessary. A deep breath let him inhale the new scent - an aroma that has obviously developed over time from the various creatures that lived here; a smell that was home to them. One that hopefully would become home to Rowan too. Another deep breath and the gray wolf lifted his head to the sky and howled to the heavens, calling for a leader to come forth. He moved his head back down to its original position and stood there waiting, hoping for his call to be answered. He was hoping for a place to call home. Image from Iamidaho.
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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] Rowan looked up at this creature that approached him. 'This must be one of the leaders,' he thought. He cleared his throat and took a deep breath, preparing himself for any rejection coming his way. "Well, then I have come to the right place," he answered, neglecting to add the 'hopefully' he said in his mind. "I wish to join your pack, if that's alright. I've been traveling for quite some time looking for a new home, and I feel like the AniWaya pack would be right for me." Rowan studied this female, noting the way she spoke and the way her body movements reflected it. She seemed very empowered and strong-willed, much like a warrior. 'I wonder if my mother was like this; independent and able to make decisions for herself.' Rowan disregarded this thought and shook his head, rattling his brain to shake out the thoughts of his mother. The past stays in the past and doesn't belong in the future was what he has tried to stick by his whole life. So why has he all of a sudden started thinking about his mom? Nevertheless, Rowan was able to remove the thoughts from his head and focus and trying to gain access into the pack. He put his attention back on the female wolf. "My name is Rowan Kokoro. Can I assume that you are one of the leaders of this pack?" Image from Iamidaho.
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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] Rowan noticed the way she kept her hand close to her sword, seeming to be prepared for any action that might arise. Her accent was very strong, and in a way, it made her more powerful. At least, it seemed that way to Rowan. "My skills, you ask? Well, I'm a very good hunter and although my fighting skills aren't perfect nor exquisite, I can defend and jump into battle when I need to. I'm not going to go and hyperbolize what I can do by saying that I'm the best there ever was because I'm not. I can bet you that there are many - no, PLENTY - of other wolves who can do a better job than me at finding food and battling. One thing you can count on with me, though, is that I am loyal and honest, no matter what. I know that's not a skill, but I figured I'd add that in, in case you were wondering if I was trustworthy." Rowan knew it was best to tell the truth. He always knew it. That way, you wouldn't have to live up to the expectations of anyone but yourself. When someone were lie, he or she would have to live up to the expectations of someone else; someone they're not, and that's not right."Call me old fashioned, but I don't mind that I'm not perfect." Image from Iamidaho.
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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] Rowan was hesitant in his answer. He was never really in a pack before. He learned everything from his father, but what he learned was valued in order to survive. "Well," he stammered, "yeah, I guess. I mean, when you live on your own, you need to defend yourself against other wild animals. So, I mean, it helped me stay alive and get me here." Rowan looked at Ember to see her reaction. 'Should I have told her that I lived on my own? Will she think I don't know how to behave in a pack? What if she doesn't accept me? Where will I go? What will I do?' These questions raced through Rowan's mind. He was worried, but why? If he had been lived by himself, then why should he be so worried about rejection? The silence was eery to him. It was weird to be talking to someone other than himself for once. It was...relieving. Rowan cleared his throat again before answering Ember's next question. Did he want a permenant home? Is that why he traveled here? "Yes." The answer didn't surprise him, no, but what surprised him was the confidence in his voice. He sounded very positive, so sure that he wanted a home. He was sick of being alone and having no family. He was sick of being shrouded in darkness. Image from Iamidaho.
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- Ember Phoenix - 05-30-2010
- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] YAY to ACCEPTANCE! ♥ Heheh. Thanks again [: Acceptance. Finally. After all this, his goal was finally achieved. 'Maybe I can finally have a family now.' he thought. 'I never thought I could ever feel so...happy? Well, that is if I really am happy. I mean, I should be excited for being accepted, and I am. But then why do I still feel so empty?' Rowan looked at Ember's eyes, feeling oddly comfortable around her. It wasn't that feeling comfortable around someone was odd for Rowan, it was that he had only just met her. "Actually, would you mind showing me around? I'd really appreciate that. And I don't mind having to walk. Walking keeps me at peace. I feel more at one with the world when I walk." Rowan looked across the land he was about to enter. It was now home. Finally, a place to call his own. Rowan took his first step into the AniWaya land. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the new scents that he would soon be used to. These would be the scents that he would begin to breathe in everyday. Rowan smiled and looked up at Ember. "Thank you, so much." Image from Iamidaho.
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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-30-2010 [html] Rowan pondered this for a few moments. Having a home in the village would allow him to interact with the other pack members, but then again, he isn't exactly the best social hound out there. Having time to himself is where he thinks best. Sure, he'd like being able to talk to other wolves, but being alone is what he liked best. "Well, I think I'll try finding my own den. I'm conservative and not very talkative, so I think I'd rather have a den away from everyone. I mean, I'll mingle, but I'd rather have my own place, if you know what I mean. That's just the way I am." Rowan continued to walk alongside Ember towards the pack. He was curious to know things about her, though. She had a son? "If you don't mind me asking, what's he like? Your son, I mean. Like, how old is he? Maybe I shouldn't be asking, since curiosity killed the cat, but I'm hungry, so if the cat's dead it's just more food for me to eat." Rowan liked this, this talking business. Not that he hadn't done it before, but it had been so long since he had talked to someone. He wanted to know more about her. Would she maybe become his friend? Or was that not appropriate since she was a leader of the pack? There were so many questions racing through Rowan's head, he could barely think. He could barely grasp his voice and speak, without wanting to say ten other things. Image from Iamidaho.
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- Rowan Kokoro - 05-31-2010 [html] "Yeah, sleeping in a cave for once sounds like a good idea." Rowan thought for a moment. When was the last time he slept in a den? 'After dad died,' he thought. 'Once he was gone, and Ophelia still wasn't found, I couldn't stand to be there anymore. It had too many memories. So I left.' He was alone for about half a year before he thought about joining a pack. The other half of his lonely year was spent trying to find the right one. Rowan had seen wolves together, hunting, playing, talking. He wanted to be like them. He wanted to be a part of it. He chuckled a bit when Ember spoke of her son. "He sounds like a lot of fun." Rowan smiled. "I wish I had someone like him. Someone that's not afraid to be themselves. Maybe not a kid, and maybe not a sibling, but maybe just a friend. I haven't had a friend in awhile. They sound like fun." He himself began to feel like a kid again; wanting things that weren't attainable. He sighed deeply. "Sorry. For some reason, I feel very open right now. My apologies." He bowed his head to add emphasis. "But um, if you wouldn't mind sharing, hare sounds really good right now." The wolf's stomach grumbled at the thought of a real meal. Image from Iamidaho.
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