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- Naniko D'Angelo - 02-06-2011 [html] Non-Mandatory pack meeting. :3 backdated to Feb 5.
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Sele had been thinking about sneaking away to get out of the caves. To go out and spend a bit of time on her own. These thoughts, and the way that she had been heading down to sneak out one the back entrance, had been halted once she heard her sister's call. After the meeting, she would go out after the meeting. She could at least put in some face time at the meeting and then be on her way. After all she didn't want anyone to notice that she was missing. If she didn't show up for the meeting then it certainly would be noticed and she couldn't have that.
Turning around from where she had been going she went back through the cave system, found her way back down the pathways, and made her way to where only two forms had already gathered. Not even considering why the male was sitting next to her sister Sele went to go sit at Nani's other side. She leaned her head in to try and rest it against Nani. She still desired comfort from her older sister.
Of course Juju had ended up tagging along as well. He had seen his mother heading to the meeting when he was about to ask what was going on but just simply ended up following. There was some part of his mind that told him that this might just end up being important so he had to be there for it. Though he would rather be running around the caved with Scorpius instead. That idea sounded like much more fun than just sitting around as everyone seemed to be doing. Still he moved over to sit with his mother for the time being since he didn't see his cousin anywhere around as of yet. .sele-d04 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .sele-d04 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .sele-d04 b {color:#F29109; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .sele-d04 {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ ... /_sele.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#744400; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:217px 0px 10px 0px; } .sele-d04-border {width:454px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Demi D'Angelo - 02-06-2011 [html] Out of Character
This is a reference for the dress DressCoding by Sie In Character
It was with great reluctance that her ears swiveled and perked atop her head hearing her aunts call. She didn’t care much for get together and all their fuss with tradition but one thing at least got her moving. Demi slipped on the beautiful purple dress that Sage had fixed several days ago for her, hugging almost every curve in the fashion of a mermaid dress. Flowing easily all the way down to the floor. Somehow she had grown very fond of clothes lately, and this dress was loved now that the cut fit her now. It was worn basically to drive someone crazy; no other reason was needed for her to wear it. But today she wanted to see just how Teddy reacted. She had thought of running away from the clan, after the confrontation with Theo. But the show of jealousy had intrigued her a bit, and it also caused her to think several things through. Maybe she’d wait for him to figure himself out; if he never did then she wouldn’t stick around in a cage keeping herself clean for him. Demi walked with soft footsteps into the common room, where the howl originated, eyes looking over the sparse crowd before settling on her Aunt and Teddy next to her. An eyebrow rose in question, wondering what he was doing. Surely her aunt wasn’t foolish enough to promote the dumb headed brute to a leadership position. The prospect of having to deal with him now as a superior didn’t set well with her if it was true. Her hands slowly rested on her hips as she took a place toward the back to lean against a wall. Finally her blue eyes found her mother amongst them and quietly she gave her a soft smile. Contemplating going and taking a spot by her. But she decided against it, her place wasn’t up with the self appointed leaders, she’d rather sit in the back and watch the so called spectacle before slipping out to return to her own ideas. .demi-ktable p {padding:0px 20px 10px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .demi-ktable b {color:#d3a9bc;} .demi-ktable-b {width:402px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0px auto;} .demi-ktable-header {font-family:georgia, serif; color:#d3a9bc; text-shadow:#FFFFFF 0px 0px 4px; float: right; margin:5px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:15px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .demi-ktable-ooc {font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; } .demi-ktable {background-color:#060604; padding:0px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:14px; width:400px; text-align:justify; background-image:url(http://img267.imageshack.us/img267/2808/demid.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 280px 0px; } </style> [/html] - Pontiac - 02-07-2011 [html] --- Pontiac was a love sick fool, so love sick that the weather did not have her stressing and worrying, which was not her. She was the one that would fuss over not enough snow, or in this case to much snow. But she did not care; her mind was on the black male that she loved enough to replace Ty in her heart. The tan and white female heard the call of the white leader, her sister. The love sick females stood up, she gasped it was time to face the music and see her sisters since she had allowed her-self to fall in love with the Inferni member! She brought her-self to her two legs as she made a swoop down picking up her faithful old hat, placing in upon her head the female made sure that it was sitting properly upon her head before the panicking female took off. She did not make it fast to get there however she made sure not the one of the last, she wanted to fly under the radar with her love affair with Itzal. She found her sister in the area from where the call was made, both sisters where there. The tan and white female quickly found a spot, she did not care what anyone thought, and the female took a spot where she felt like she had every right being, with her two sisters. They each had something that put them apart with looks, but Pontiac loved Naniko, and Selene just as much if they were all litter mates. She took a knee and rested her weight upon her knuckle as she looked over to the fearless leader. .pontiac-q30 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .pontiac-q30 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .pontiac-q30 b {color:#141D11; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .pontiac-q30 {background-color:#A1AD9C; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010dec/_pontiac.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#394235; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:240px 0px 10px 0px; } .pontiac-q30-border {width:454px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Larkspur D'Angelo - 02-08-2011 [html] Eris and the puppies will be NPCed by me in this thread, just so everyone is aware that Sie will not be posting. The children had all been excited to hear the call echo through the caves. Now that they were old enough to be aware of the importance of such things they had been hoping to participate and meet the pack they were part of. Larkspur had been gruff when he had told them to mind their manners, pointing out that Naniko’s older son would be on his best behavior and they should be no different. After several whines, the trio had settled in after being threatened with being left behind. As a unit, the family moved out of their large home and towards the central area. Others were gathered, many that Larkspur did not know by name. The scarred wolf moved towards the front of the group, Eris at his side. She looked less excited to be here than the children, who were taking in the sights with gleaming eyes and barely-still bodies. He sat and motioned for them to do the same and the three did so quickly, as if frightened they might be sent home. Eris joined him, keeping her eyes on the squirming puppies as they eagerly waited to see what their leader would say—and so she would not need to speak much to anyone around them, Larkspur figured. .larkword b {font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px; } .larkword .ooc {font-style:italic; } .larkword p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .larkword {margin:0px auto; width:450px; background-color:none; background-image:url(http://i14.photobucket.com/albums/a329/ ... rans-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:none; padding: 10px 10px 10px 10px; font-family: arial, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#111111; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.6px; text-align:justify;} .larkword .padding {margin:0px 50px 0px 50px;} .larkword .separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 5px auto;} </style>[/html] - Tayui Aston - 02-09-2011 [html] [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 02-10-2011 [html] No posting order; post at will. :3
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At least her family had shown themselves even if others in the pack hadn't. Two of those that she had greeted at the borders weren't around. Had she scared them off? Perhaps. Maybe if she hadn't come to this gathering then more would be present. Of course it had to be her fault that so many were missing, correct? There was just no way that it couldn't be her fault. She was to blame for everything. That is why she had to leave, to get out, after this meeting was over with. She needed some time to face and deal with her inner demons on her own.
She put on that smile of hers as Nani seemed happy to see her. She returned the hugs that she was given, sticking close to her sister's side. She didn't even mind that her fur was messed up. Actually gave a soft laugh with the gesture and just made to push her head against the other female's hand to allow her to continue. It was such a small gesture but it meant a lot to her. Still it did nothing to ease the dark thoughts that continued to creep around her mind.
She watched as others showed up. Not many but it seemed enough for her sister to start talking. Zale was gone? What happened to Zale? The cult...? She gave a worried glance up at her sister. She couldn't speak the thought on her mind right now but she wondered if Zale's disappearance had something to do with where they came from. She didn't know this Theodore other than that he had been around when they had first gotten back to Souls. And well Liev was entirely unknown. Still she listened to the news though it had little interest to her. No, her mind was stuck on what happened to Zale. .sele-d04 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .sele-d04 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .sele-d04 b {color:#F29109; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .sele-d04 {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v312/ ... /_sele.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#744400; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:217px 0px 10px 0px; } .sele-d04-border {width:454px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Tayui Aston - 02-10-2011 301.[html] [/html] - Nyx de Jinx - 02-10-2011 Moon with trees! [html] OOC: <3
Nyx de Jinx was away, busy organizing her cave home. She keep away from other these weeks, trying to get everything ready and organized. Oddities where neatly away in shelves, ready for thier purpose in her craft. Between collecting things such as bones, feathers and crystals she had been creating a desk in which to do her craft. Being a crafts person called for organization, or at least order in her mind. Being organized would help her to maintain her craft and cause less of a mess or even injuries such as when working with the flame.
The dark petite female began to ran through the snow as the howl stopped. She traveled quickly atop the snow, her fur in stark contrast. Soon she saw Naniko and a few other familiar faces, and many unfamiliar faces. Never the less they where pack. Soundlessly, she strolled in and took a seat and heard Naniko speak. She heard something of a snow storm, a potential threat. .nixdark-text {padding:0px 7px;} .nixdark {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:25px; margin:0px;} .nixdark b {color:#d5d5a5; font-weight:bold;} .nixdark {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://img573.imageshack.us/img573/85/souls67.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:250px 0px 0px 0px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#947e65; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:14px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Alaki - 02-12-2011 [html] Wod Count: 318 - Table by james His eyes thinned as he focused on his task at hand, threading tiny beads. Yesterday he had spent hours making the bracelet with dark stings and was now trying to stitch on the gold bead design he had thought up the night before onto it. The design was meant to represent stars in a night sky, to show that even in darkness there shall be light, the concept had intrigued him and he wanted to show it through his craft. Light cream and gold beads formed the moon while light gold and silver smaller beads made the stars, or at least that was what he was aiming for. Then the call of his Angela broke his concentration, he dropped the bead he was holding and stabbed himself with the needle. The male sighed and went to look for the bead. Looking around he could not locate the bead and so picked another one from his pot; he wanted to finish it whilst the design was in his mind, then he’d head to the meeting. He had only three more beads to sew on then it would be finished. Once he had finished with his bracelet he promptly left his room and headed towards the meeting. It had already begun and so he slipped into the back, keeping himself away from the others. He felt uncomfortable being in a room with so many others, but tried to concentrate on what Naniko was saying. She confirmed that a storm was coming and had made preparations, he nodded, pleased that he and the others should be fine during the storm. His back pressed against one of the walls, his arms crossed across his chest as he waited to see if anyone else was going to speak. Scanning over those that had gathered he realized that he recognised the majority of those who had gathered, which helped him relax if only alittle.
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It had only been a few days since Giuseppe had returned to the pack lands, Matteo at his heels like the good boy he was. He was glad to have found a place to start all over again. Ever since his father had kicked Matteo and himself onto the boat he had been plotting day and night, forming a plan to stop Matteo from gaining his confidence back. Meeting Naniko had been exactly what Giuseppe was looking for. Here in Anathema they lived like their wolf ancestors would have, under ground in a cave. In this lifestyle he would thrive while his brother remained scared and unsure of his new environment. Eventually his white sibling would grow use to their den but until then the dark hybrid was flying high, pleased with his successful plot. .melfreebe02 b {font-weight:bold; color:#151c17; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #35463b; } .melfreebe02-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9aa39d; text-align:center;} .melfreebe02 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .melfreebe02 {margin:0 auto; width:460px; background-color:#455148; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... ofree2.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #9aa39d; padding: 200px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#9aa39d; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .melfreebe02-border1 {width:462px; border:2px solid #35463b; margin:0 auto;} .melfreebe02-line1 {width:430px; border-bottom:1px dotted #77847c; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> - Liev Morozov - 02-13-2011 Great. It was just great! Big, round paws stomped heavily in the rocky gound with the long steps, making a quick, but not so desperate pace. He had been checking the weather, making some tests on the atmosphere moisture and pressure, direction and strenht of the wind, and such things, just so he could have a better grip on how, when and where would the storm hit their territory. From his readings, it was closing in, but some of his instruments shown there would be a small snowing during these days. Only then would the snow strike them. Yet, during his tests, Naniko's howl dug through the air faintly, with a dying echo. She had done it not too far, but he couldm't tell if it was from inside the caves or too close to a mountain's side. Eaither of the situations could have caused the echo. Anyhow, it was a call. For a meeting. As quickly as he could, the Russian reassembled his instruments back into their bag. He'd have to leave them on his room before going to the meeting, and it would take some of his time. As swiftly as he could, trying not to sink too deep in the soft snow, the grayish man made his way through the hills until reaching one of the entrances. He crossed every corner without hesitation or thinking about it, so used he was to the tunnel system. Soon, the worn out leather door was spotted, and he waved it off, lyed his bag carefully on one of the log tables, and went after the others. Once the man found the place where the meeting was taking plae, he noticed many were there already. Just some swift glances were more than enough for him to name the faces in front of him. Two, however, were knew. Coydogs, the Russian could tell from the scent, and maybe brothers, since they smell were so alike. The Anatheman scent was faint on them, but the enough so to say they had joinned not too long ago, but not too close either. Ears turned backwards in respect as he searched for a place to stay, and settled down on an outbursted rock near a wall. He sat there, hugging one of his knees close to his chest, tail wagging side to side as slowly as it could. A small sign of his antecipation to the Angela's speech. However, purple hued eyes would slowly travel towards the unknown members he took to be still Zepars, though the white one with pink/blue eyes close to bigger, darker one seemed to be an older pup of sorts. His attention at the nearing forms in the big room got diverted as he sneaked glipses towards them, though careful not to stare. At least not for too long. The Russian had a weakness, and it was his wild curiosity. Any new thing in his life - or someone else's, for that matter - caught his full attention, don't matter how ordinary it might be. No wonder he ad goten so good in so many areas. His curiosity forced him to investigate the unknown, and it led to multiple discoveries of his, be it in alchemy, witchcraft, anatomy, evolution, astrology, astronomy, psycology, human history, or geography. And right now, they were the new things. When he was about to look at them again, the D'Angelo leader spoke, her voice filling the room and his mind, startling him lightly. Sheepishly, he turned his attention to the woman. The newcomers being as fascinating as they were, his Angela always came first in the ex-warrior's mind. He swallowed his curiosity and heard carefully to her words. She said Theodore had been promoted into Rakeeb, a member of the Council. His eyes opened a bit more than usual. Then, a smile. The grayish Luperci couldn't be happier for his friend. Yes, since he had saved Theodore's life, they had become friends of sorts. Slowly, but surely, became friends. And the foreigner trusted on the black warrior's judgement when it came strategies and fighting, though his ideas of how to have fun weren't exactly as safe as anyone would have in mind. Still, the Russian was happy and proud of the new Rakeeb. Then, she mentioned his name and his warning about the storm, and purple orbs glanced to his side. Besides his golden flask, there was a wallet notebook where he had been leaving sketches for his maps, notes, calculations and, the most recent ones, the notes on his weather testings. He then glanced back at the white wolf. "If may I speak, milady?" He said, his husky voice echoing lightly, asking for the permission to speak.´"Just now, I was out in our territories, running some tests on the weather, and I'm afraid it won't be long until the snowstorm arrives. I'd like to suggest that everyone avoid staying out for too long or being too far from the cave system entrances. But, if it is needed to, I'd ask you to carry with yourselves some supplies, such as ropes, warm clothing or pieces of fur, water, and some first aid kits, if available. If not, I have a few with me, and I'd be more than glad to share. And if anyone have spares, I'd ask you to do the same." He spoke lowly, leaving a share of his glance in each and everyone inside the cave. He had been through such situations more than enough to know how unpredictable such storms could be. And if there was something he knew, it would be how awful it could be to be caught on the middle of the storm. It was almost terrifying how the veil of snow falling heavily blinded him of any checkpoint or refference, and how the harsh wind could freeze one to the very bones. Oh, how many of his underlings had lost their toes, tail tips or even their ears with the gangrene, caused by the cold. How many had fell with the hipotermy, or drowned in the frozen lakes. It was awful, and he would never allow anyone there to get themselves in such situations. - Theodore Stone - 02-14-2011 [html] feel free to kick me very hard in the face! Naniko had given him a wave upon his arrival and he was glad to see that he was the first to have arrived. His recent promotion meant that he couldnt just swagger into this meeting half an hour late and claim that he had been watching the borders- it wasnt befitting of a Rakeeb to show up late. So he was pleased when he had gotten there first. Feeling small and inadequate next to Naniko's bulking optime form, Theodore quickly shifted and settled next to the woman. No words were passed between them, but they didnt really need to be. They both knew why they were here, what they were here for. A simple hello was given in the form of a head nod or other form of communication non-verbal. They settled in silence therefore and brilliant blue eyes watched as they began to straggle in. word count;; 394 .theo-d21 .ooc {font-style:italic; } .theo-d21 p {padding:2px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .theo-d21 b {color:#1A2724; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .theo-d21 {background-color:#95C2B8; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2010dec/theodore2.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#486861; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:10px 0px 240px 0px; } .theo-d21-border {width:454px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Larkspur D'Angelo - 02-14-2011 [html] -- The young fidgeted, as was expected for such an event. Larkspur made low noises in his throat to remind them to settle, which they did as best they could. He spoke mostly in an odd, feral sort of thing to them. It was the same way he spoke to the horse—without words, using his body and noises to communicate. Until he had met Misery, he had known very little as far as language was concerned. It was still a barrier to him, but he was surprisingly quick and picked up on meanings as they were presented to him. Naniko mentioned her dark cohort had vanished, something that meant little to Larkspur. In his brutal world, the weak had no place leading. If she had been so quick to do so, she was not made out rule in the first place. The choice of Theodore, the rather blunt wolf with the blue eyes was one that Larkspur agreed with. While he instinctively favored male leadership, he had found it lacking in many people. Teddy was not one of them. The boy had the will to dominate, and made such a thing present. Satisfied with this choice, he made certain the children observed him as well. They would need to know the faces of the people in charge. A bluster of activity brought more news, including a coming snowstorm and an intruder in the lands. Inferni. Larkspur growled low in his throat, his own hatred for the clan a deep one. They had cost him Haku, his home, scarred his face. At his side Eris shifted uncomfortably, and Larkspur reassured her by wrapping an arm around her waist protectively. 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