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- Rewdeynetya - 01-31-2011 Quote:OoC: Rew is only at the very edge of the border at the base of the Phosphagos Hills. I have dubbed the day January 26th, at seven in the morning. If anyone objects to this post being here, please feel free to have it deleted. I just wanted to have Rew have a run in with one of the darker packs.... Too close. Her hackles rose in the dim light of the winter morning. Sweeping down from the mountains and to the seashore, the waves smashing at the sand and rock, the scent of many burned her nose. Packlands, no doubt, just a small ways up the hills. Her journey from one end of the Quartz to the other had brought her to claimed territory. The urge to growl was great, and she could already feel a tickle in her throat. She skulked along the edge of the packlands, amber eyes wary. Turn back! Turn back NOW! her mind screamed, and Rewdeynetya would do so. However, her worry was that, with her scent planted on the border of the pack's claim, someone would follow her. She could smell the scent of recent passings-through, and something in her gut told her there were patrols. Rewdeynetya had been cocky, not listening to the wind, not relying on experience. She simply had had to see the other end of the shore, and know what might lie there. That way, she could not be caught unaware of something...but was the risk worth it? Nobody in the New World probably knew her name. Most Luperci immigrants were of European stock, as the northern wolves were the fastest to master Man's left-behinds. Still, that deep, ever-present paranoia within her told her to run. Run, hide, and hope to whatever deities existed that no one took offence. Slowly, the jackal-wolf backed up, crouched awkwardly down in Optime in a slinking, stealthy position. She resembled very much a canine on the prowl, and hopefully, no one would take it as her trying to spy on something. - Theodore Stone - 01-31-2011 [html] ooc;; hope you dont mind me joining! and Teddy is a paranoid person right now, so bear with him!
.teddyfreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#801b13; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #9b9894; } .teddyfreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; text-align:center;} .teddyfreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .teddyfreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#9b9894; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... eeb01a.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #dcd7d2; padding: 130px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .teddyfreebe01-border1 {width:482px; border:2px solid #3d1916; margin:0 auto;} .teddyfreebe01-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px solid #817a71; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 501 - Rewdeynetya - 01-31-2011 Quote:OoC: I don't mind at all. Considering the type of werewolf Rew is, it's probably for the best he comes down. Sure enough, someone came crawling down from the mountains eventually. From the edge of the trees, the unnaturally bright blue eyes of a scout bore into hers. Rewdeynetya stiffened, lowering her head and ears, narrowing her eyes as her tail relaxed. The wolf before her was armed, and with enough bulk and muscle behind him for a fatal blow. Compared to her speed-built form, he looked more likely to break something important of hers in a fight. There were several ways she could deal with him. One was just ignoring him and turning away, but that might provoke something. The next was answering his question, but she'd rather not be drilled by a paranoid pack member. Looking at his eyes and face, she could see signs of worry and tiredness faintly under his fur. Those strange, brightly blue eyes had nothing but distrust as they stared at her. Then, she could play up the fact she was a foreigner. Just a cold, frightened little half-wolf — her jackal's features were too delicate for a coyote crossbreed's — who had wandered too close to claimed land. Rewdeynetya might be able to gain the pity of the wolf, and he would let her off, perhaps with a stern warning. After all, it was harder to say she had ill intent if she was a confused little immigrant, right? Her eyes looked back up with a puppy-dog's gaze. She let out a pathetic whine, her tail curling beneath her. It wasn't the most dignified display, but there were less dignified things in life. [html] "مَاذَا؟" - Theodore Stone - 02-01-2011 [html] ooc;; haha, faking ignorance was probably the worst thing rew could have done! poor thing! She seemed off, this lurker around his borders. She wasnt full wolf- her appearance and scent made him fuly aware of that. But he wasnt sure what she was mixed with. Not coyote, perhaps some kind of dog or other canis species. Blue eyes bore into her, trying to figure out what she was. Of course, her own reaction to his words was very interesting. She seemed to pause for a moment, thinking through her options. If she ran, he would have dragged her back here and demanded to know exactly why she felt the need to run. It really wasnt an option for her. If she chose to stay and talk this out, explain why she was here and what she was doing, Teddy might had been lenient on her and explained about Anathema- they were never tired of taking in more members. There was so much room now that most of the caves were empty. However, she chose an option that had already cost a coyote his life when he'd trespassed- ignorance. .teddyfreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#801b13; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #9b9894; } .teddyfreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; text-align:center;} .teddyfreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .teddyfreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#9b9894; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... eeb01a.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #dcd7d2; padding: 130px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .teddyfreebe01-border1 {width:482px; border:2px solid #3d1916; margin:0 auto;} .teddyfreebe01-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px solid #817a71; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 409 - Rewdeynetya - 02-01-2011 Quote:OoC: Rew doesn't need a "poor thing" from anybody. If Teddy knew she was a natural turncoat, it wouldn't surprise me if he did more than just snap at her. Perhaps ignorance wasn't the best to feign. The wolf looked annoyed, and Rewdeynetya didn't want to risk being flayed by something he was armed with. Her cover, however, might have severe consequences if she tried to blow it. She would have to play along, but more cooperatively. "Eh...I sorry," she explained, her Arabic accent laid on thick. "I...not here from. I...what word? Someone...from far away, yus. Too much walking. Not careful. I sorry for...cannot think of word...hmmmm." She had to be careful to make her English seem passable. Her father had been fluent in human English, and Rewdeynetya had grown up in a bilingual den. Too used was she to comebacks and explanations in English, and if her fluency slipped, so would her guise. It was probably helping she still had that submissive, unsure posture, like a pup who was looking up at the adults of another pack. "I...not what you call...coy-o-tah?" she added, tilting her head in what would appear to be confusion. "Something...not coy-o-tah. Sca...er...eats dead things, but not coy-o-tah. Very close look, but not coy-o-tah, yus. I make senseness?" - Theodore Stone - 02-02-2011 [html] ooc;; <333 The language barrier would always be a problem with Theodore. He wasnt exactly what one would call flexible- he was set on his course and he was getting to where he wanted to go. Everything else on the way was merely a distraction and when that distraction couldnt speak the same language as him, it was always met with the same response to a physical attack- aggression. Of course, add in to the fact that the female was hanging round his borders and looking pretty shifty meant that she was even more of a distraction. He knew that he should calm down and try to talk diplomatically- try and higher Anathama's standards in Nova Scotia by not being so aggressive towards everyone and anyone that came sniffing at his borders. But in all honesty, Teddy was never a friendly man on a nice day, let alone on a day faced with a foreigner. .teddyfreebe01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#801b13; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #9b9894; } .teddyfreebe01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; text-align:center;} .teddyfreebe01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .teddyfreebe01 {margin:0 auto; width:480px; background-color:#9b9894; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... eeb01a.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #dcd7d2; padding: 130px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3b2e25; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .teddyfreebe01-border1 {width:482px; border:2px solid #3d1916; margin:0 auto;} .teddyfreebe01-line1 {width:450px; border-bottom:1px solid #817a71; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> 434 - Rewdeynetya - 02-04-2011 Quote:"Do you have a name for where you came from?" "Eh...no, not in your language," said the jackal-wolf. He was buying it! "Not sure how said. Very hot place, very far from here. Hot, hot, hot. Not like place this. Sand everywhere, yus, yus." Quote:"But you have wolf in you- I can see if. A halfbreed?" "Yus! Eura...Euro...Eurey...I know not word," she said, shrugging as much being on all fours would allow. "But but, yus, wolf-like. Wolf father. Very big, very northy, very wolfy. Not like him much, more like not-coy-o-tah." She was letting off a sigh of relief in her mind, but neither posture nor face betrayed such. Here she was, seemingly a simple foreigner, unused to the geography of the New World's coastal lands. That much was true, at least; she wasn't sure what might happen if they met again. If he caught her speaking perfect English, no doubt he'd have some very tough questions to ask. Rewdeynetya wanted to avoid a pack-versus-loner fight as much as she could. "Come too far?" she asked, tilting her slender hear. "Yus, very sorry. Would go when asked. Pack, smell is curious, I curious. No mean badness, mean myselfness, go away-ness when asked." Oh yeah, she sounded like a foreign buffoon, all right. Rewdeynetya gave a sheepish smile to top off the cheesiness of her character, the awkwardness of the moment for her. "I turn and go back way, yus...? Pack there too?" - Theodore Stone - 03-04-2011 [html] ooc;; <333 As soon as she had recognised the language she was expected to speak, she seemed to grasp very quickly what he was saying and how to respond. A little too quickly, Teddy may have realised if he looked at this situation with any form of patience. But he wasnt good with foriegners, he wasnt patient and he wasn't a very kind man. So all he really wanted was to send her on her way and get back to patrolling the borders. A small voice in the back of his head said that this was his job, to protect Anathema and to patrol the borders. Still, he wasnt really banking on meeting someone who didnt speak his language and the grumpy warrior was never one to be opened minded about these things. He was vey tempted to put up and aggressive front and tell her to leave but something held him back. 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