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- Aro Marino - 12-17-2010 [html] <style type="text/css"> .arotable b {font-weight:bold; color:#7c5908; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .arotable p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .arotable {width:400px;border:1px solid #7c5908;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... otable.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:285px;background-color:#120102;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#511b0e;} </style> ^^ Yay! Post dated as after being in CdM Aro had enough of the cold, he was coming home. He had been through way too much of it, and he found out quickly he hated the cold. He had gone down to his birthday form as it held heat better than being in his two-legged form. The snow was coming down hard, now, was this what a blizzard was? He didn't know but what he did know was he missed his mother, and his father, but mostly his mother. He remembered snuggling up to her warm fur and smelling that comforting scent that came off her. Getting him to admit this love for his mother would be like pulling teeth. He wouldn't admit it, or let onto it. The tuxedo youth loved his mother, and looked up to his father like a hero. He was still a child at heart, and it would take hell to make him loose the child like innocents that seemed to hang in his heart. The wind cut into his face, and for a moment he froze just feet from the border of Crimson, ears pasted back. Ah! Stupid cold! His mind screamed. Finally the wind let up and he began to move again, frost hung on his coat, and collected snow. It surprised him how it just stuck onto his coat and layered, and yet he didn't seem to feel it. The only spot that didn't hold snow on his body was where the back was. It laid on his back, and it certainly was an odd sight for a wolf to hold a pack like this, but it probably wasn't the first time a wolf, or any canine had a pack on in lupus form. Aro crossed the border and he could feel his heart pick up pace with the excitement that soon he'd be at the manor, and soon be with his family. He almost wondered where his sister was anymore. It had been a long time since last they'd hung out, or talked for that matter. He also wondered about his new siblings he had yet to really get to know. How big were they now? He was so curious about what was going on with his family. How long was he gone anyway? It couldn't have been that long. Was it even a full month? It was fall when he left, the leaves were all colorful, and now there was none, just cold air, snow, and ice. The snow and ice covered male stood in front of his home. He stood tall, ears completely perked as his oceanic sky blue eyes stared at the doors. He licked his lips and began to shift into a form more suited for doors. He wondered where everyone would be. Would his father be patrolling the borders? Where would the pups be? Would they be napping? He mused at how he almost felt like he had when he had stayed in Dahlia for the night, but surely his mom wouldn't come at him like a fury monster, or his father. He laughed at it now, but then he felt so sick and angry. Now it was something to laugh at. Would his siblings cause the same anger from her as he did? He drew in a deep breath and climbed the stairs, his hand reached for the doorknob. His heart picked up racing with excitement to see his mother again, to feel the warmth of the manor. Oh how he missed them all. His aunt, his mother, his father, his sister, and even the runts he didn't know.. - Ghita Marino - 12-18-2010 [html] http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb17 ... uemoon.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Table © Alaine
- Aro Marino - 12-19-2010 [html] <style type="text/css"> .arotable b {font-weight:bold; color:#7c5908; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .arotable p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .arotable {width:400px;border:1px solid #7c5908;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... otable.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:285px;background-color:#120102;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#511b0e;} </style> Aw! It makes me all wiggly with happiness ^^ His ears heard the silence that seemed to echo throughout the manor. The sound of the wind the only thing to come to his ears, but the moment the door behind him clicked shut, the sound of sudden movement caught his attention. He felt like a child once more sneaking about where he shouldn't. It was his mother, rushing at him before he could even form a real thought. Her words, spoken in pure emotion. It seemed the only time she spoke her native tongue was in times like this. He couldn't believe the change that had gone on in the time he was gone. She seemed thinner, or was it his eyes playing tricks on him. Or was he stronger? His arms wrapped around her tightly as he whispered in his maturing voice, "Mi sei mancato, anche ..." The tuxedo 'brute' rarely ever spoke italian, but it wasn't hard for him to do so. It was like a first language to him, and yet he rarely found anyone to speak it too other than family, and even then it wasn't something he did often. With his arms still tightly around his mother, he lifted her a few inches off the ground in a bear hug, then eased her down with a bright smile, "So...I take it I wasn't missed, huh?" He teased her as he went to break away from the hug to look at her, his hands going around her shoulders to put her at arms length away. "Now...have you lost weight!? Don't tell me my siblings are eating you up from the inside out?" It was a slightly morbid joke, but Aro had a wild imagination and even the dark side of creativity lingered about once in awhile, but it was always in a light way. "Where are they? Napping?" He was curious about them as he hadn't really got a good look at them. Seeing them freshly born was a little bit of a turn off to him, he didn't see young as others do, perhaps it was because he had no thought of having pups of his own. He wasn't even playing around with the thought of settling down either. Puppies made him feel awkward for some reason, well puppy puppies that were. It seemed once they were off mom's milk they seemed much more interesting to him. That was probably partially due to the fact they were capable of playing, and that was when the fun began. Playing and running around was his cup of tea. Napping not so much and that was all babies did..nap, whine, eat, and exspell what they had ate. Not something he was interested in dealing with. That was why leaving when he did seemed to be a really good idea, but he didn't get much done other than alone time, which was good...and there was Clover. That was something he wasn't going to freely share with his mom, not freely anyway. His memory was faulty and he wasn't sure she'd be happy or angry. At any rate, it was his personal information, and he was grown-up. What mom didn't know wouldn't hurt her. A nice motto he picked up...that was unless mom went tracking down his whereabouts...Yeah, fun times fun time. Looking at her with a fond smile, he suddenly embraced her into another tight hug, "I don't think I'm going on any more adventures any time soon...at least not until winter lets up some.." He waited wondering what she'd do, or say. Obviously, she worried about him, the hug and look on her face when she came at him said it all. He knew very well that she'd kill for her children and he felt very privileged to have a mother as loving as she--even if she was a little smothering at times. All it meant was, that she cared and if she was the only one who did, well she made up for any who didn't. - Ghita Marino - 12-19-2010 [html] http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb17 ... uemoon.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Table © Alaine
- Aro Marino - 12-22-2010 [html] <style type="text/css"> .arotable b {font-weight:bold; color:#7c5908; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .arotable p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .arotable {width:400px;border:1px solid #7c5908;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... otable.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:285px;background-color:#120102;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#511b0e;} </style> ooc murr Aro couldn't help but chuckle to his mother's responses. Of course, he never had experience with youngsters but he could imagine it would be a handful to have puppies running underfoot or crying out of hunger or sibling taunting...he knew he had his fair share of whining or fighting with his sister at times. "Well...hope you're not loosing too much weight, an overly thin female isn't the healthiest." He said with some concern. He'd seen a few females that weren't the most attractive when thin, and he'd always found his mother to be beautiful, even when she was pregnant. She was a very elegant woman and he wouldn't have wanted to see her thin, or bony. Not that he'd thought she'd ever have a fixation on her weight, surely had had better things to worry about. Perhaps, her weight loss had something to do with him leaving? Naw, surely she wouldn't have stressed that much about him...would she? Aro loved to think of his mother as a very strong female, capable with coping with the most stressful of situation, however, now he wondered. He worried about her being more fragile than he'd thought she was in his childhood memories. A big grin came to his face as she commented on his strength, a blush almost came to his features, "..mom..I'm not that strong..and there is no way I could ever match my father..." He turned his head trying to hide some of his blushing. He wasn't very bashful but he was a little modest when it came to his own strength and power. He knew that he could handle just about anything that dared to attack him, however, he had become a little more passive when it came to being in-your-face when things went down. He was still a little hot-headed but he was growing to be more mature turning to diplomacy before bringing out his blade, which he had haltered loosely on his hip with some leather he acquired during his hunting. It was, however, a near impossible thing to ever think he could be like his old man, though, his father wasn't old. He hoped he would be able to match his father one day, perhaps surpass him, but Aro wasn't that ambitious. Yes, he was ambitious but he'd never wish to beat his father, only impress and make his idol proud. The same held true for his mother, he wanted to make them proud of him. He followed her to the offspring, they looked so peaceful and still so fragile and young. It was at this moment he knew just how fragile life was, and his playful look on his face turned to something more serious. Wow..he thought. His eyes looked to her, then back to the younger Marino/Knights, "..was I really that tiny?" He asked in a shocked whisper. It was hard to imagine that he was ever that tiny, let alone to know he came out of his mother...the thought was creepy, another reason he chose not to be in the same room when she was birthing. It made him sick, and certainly turned him off of wanting to have that sort of relation with a female...however, that was very short-lived in his mind, though, seeing the pups somehow reminded him of the birthing experience, and it was certainly a way of birth control in his mind. Another bout of chuckling came from him, "..don't worry, I take no offense, I understand mom. I missed you a lot too.." He pulled her in for another strong hug then kissing his mother's forehead as she asked about his adventures. His ears went back as a breathy laugh came out recalling all he had done, "It wasn't anything really.." a slight fib on his part, "...I went through Halifax, however, I didn't really take the time to explore it too much, I was on a mission really." Truth in those words, "I went to Phoenix Valley and met the lead female there...a nice woman, and a very nice pack..I had also planned to stop by Aniwaya, however, that was when the weather got too bad. It wasn't easy finding shelter, I actually made a few. That was when I decided it was best to come back...the snow is not my thing.." He laughed. He had voided out the part of meeting an inferni female though he thought about adding. He bit onto his upper lip for a second then looked to the floor why not.. he wanted to gauge her reaction. "..I..uh did meet an inferni girl...I think she was a little older than me..." He said knowing if she questioned further he'd void out a good portion. He did know he planned on seeing the girl again, perhaps after visiting Nayru, which he planned to do within the next week after taking a good and long rest. - Ghita Marino - 12-23-2010 [html] http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb17 ... uemoon.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Table © Alaine
- Aro Marino - 01-03-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .arotable b {font-weight:bold; color:#7c5908; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .arotable p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .arotable {width:400px;border:1px solid #7c5908;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... otable.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:285px;background-color:#120102;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#511b0e;} </style> Sorry the huge delay x.x muse hasn't been the easiest to muster during this time of year ^^ Not to mention I'm overly anxious about my meeting with an admissions advisor x.x There was no words for how he felt right now, a big grin held on his features, "Mom, I just want to make sure everyone is okay...happy...healthy.." He said rubbing her back some as he looked to his younger siblings curious about what his relationship with them would be like. What would he be like, from the sounds of it, his mother had faith that he would grow into a male that would someday surpass his father. Only the heavens knew what would happen to him. In any case, Aro could only smile to her words and shake his head at her teasing. How did this happen? After their first fight things were a little awkward between them, and now, it was like nothing had ever been off between them. Things came easily, smoother than he could have imagined things to be after their fight and their silent sorry to one another when that stray came into the Crimson territory to hunt. It was after that their relationship took a more mature aspect, and it wasn't until now he was able to be more mature. His experience of the outside world shaped him more, changed him. He laughed at the thought of being tinier than the pups. How could he have been? He was even taller than his mother now! A light sigh came from him and his eyes wondered to a place to sit and walked over to the chair near the corner of the room not wanting to disturb the bed to sit on it. He wasn't ready to deal with awaken pups yet, most likely he'd reside to his bedroom for awhile to avoid them for now until he was ready to really get to know them. He felt the bond already though. If a single creature tried to hurt them, he'd take care of it. He adjusted his sword upon his waist as he lowered down onto the chair. His eyes looked to his mother as it seemed she had a million questions, his cheeks feeling the heat rush to them when she spoke of grandchildren. He avoided it by answered her first question, "I really didn't spend much time in the city, I'm wanting to meet with all the pack leaders before I take the time to lolly-gag about the neutral territories." He said before going on about Phoenix Valley, "Phoenix..it is a fairly peaceful place, I talked predominately with the subleader, Geneva. She was very nice, I guess she used to be here in Crimson when Naniko was leader.." He wondered what made him bring of Clover, but he knew there was going to be more curiosity about the Inferni girl, but it seemed his mother was willing to respect his personal space. His ears went back as his cheeks seemed to be beaming. He wasn't even sure how much he'd see her..if at all. Was he even a thought on her mind? Then he thought of Nayru, it had been months since last he saw her. Actually nearly a whole season. Would he even be a thought on her mind. He then tried to play off his emotions, "..surely I don't think anything will come of our meeting...I don't even know if she had interest in me. We just shared a fire and some fish was all..and some plant...she called it marijuana?" He said unsure if he said the name right. It had been a month since their meeting. His eyes looked back up to her now that he wasn't feeling so shy about his encounter with the coyote. "She had an interesting name though..quite beautiful really. Clover Love" He gave a light smile almost feeling as though he wasn't talking with his mother anymore, but a friend. - Ghita Marino - 01-04-2011 [html] http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb17 ... uemoon.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Table © Alaine
- Aro Marino - 01-04-2011 [html] <style type="text/css"> .arotable b {font-weight:bold; color:#7c5908; letter-spacing:1px; } .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px;} .arotable p {text-indent:25px;padding:5px 10px;margin:0px;} .arotable {width:400px;border:1px solid #7c5908;background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... otable.png);background-position:top center;background-repeat:no-repeat;padding-top:285px;background-color:#120102;text-align:justify;margin:10px;font-family:Georgia, serif;font-size:11px;line-height:12px;color:#511b0e;} </style> Thank you, and man Aro is stuck between two female's XD He's a little play boy XD His eyes watched his mother as a wide smile couldn't be washed away from his muzzle as his mother spoke of everyone doing well. He was even more glad to hear her approve of his quest. His smile quickly turned into a smirk when she broke into a laughter about his little experiment with cannabis. His ears went back when she asked about how it felt, his cheeks feeling like they were blazing as he averted his eyes fully from hers, "...it was relaxing.." He admitted with sharp pauses between each word he spoke. His eyes quickly came back as she spoke of 'uncle' Anslem. He had to think about the last time, but he swore he had seen him again after his father had taken him to see him once. Then she got to her point of why she mentioned him. His ears shot forward, "Really?" His tail wagged, surely he'd have to visit his coyote uncle again, perhaps share one with him and relax. Talk about his family before he arrived. Aro loved learning about past history, he found it quite intriguing to say the least. He smiled and stood up stretching out, the young male hadn't realized how tired he was until he took a seat. He looked fondly at his mom, "..yeah, I'd say she left quite the impression. She seemed so relaxed and charismatic. She definitely seemed to speak her mind..and I liked that.." He added. He wouldn't lie, he did like her, but he wanted to see where Nayru and him stood, if they did just stand as friends, and if so, then he'd allow himself to get to know the wily coyote female more...though he didn't know how much more he could get to know her. It was something amusing to think of. He was still young and he wouldn't settle down yet, not till he had his fun and knew he met the right female that molded perfectly to himself. Children were far from his thought, he just wanted to have adventure, perhaps be a defender of the good...okay that was childish, but hey, he was still a youngster in his mind... "..if it is alright with you mom..I'd like to go ahead and take a nap..or sleep altogether.." He laughed a little not really wanting to part from her company, but his body was sore and begged for the comfort of the warmth his bed offered him. - Ghita Marino - 01-05-2011 [html] http://i204.photobucket.com/albums/bb17 ... uemoon.png); background-color:#000000; background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; text-align:justify;"> Table © Alaine
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