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- Terra - 10-28-2011 Terra carefully nosed her way through the ruined stones. There hadn't been any castles to the west, at least not in the areas she'd passed through. The stone structures intrigued her, as many things did. Her coyote nature drew her to question everything. What had the humans been thinking? Why had they built this? What is this strange room? She wandered through what used to be the throne room. It was impressive in her eyes, a stone den that could be defended against all comers. The stone was cold under her feet, though. She had no idea how they would have kept warm. Did they all sleep together? That could explain the size of the place. It took away from the majestic impression though, so she supposed it must be something else. Maybe they were warriors, trained to withstand the cold. That made more sense in her mind. After all, no one else would be willing to live in such a cold place, even if it was well protected. Turning into a side chamber she found a small gap. Poking her head through she found herself facing inland. Grasses ran free on the other side, a tree beginning to crack through the stone. With a squeeze Terra came out the other side, and settled down under the tree. It really was a nice view. Studying inland Terra sighed with pleasure. Life was really idyllic now that she had a pack again. - Augustus - 10-28-2011 [html] ooc text. Here we go, my very first post Augustus
Augustus, weary from travel, carefully picked his way through the rough, once populous terrain. The ruins proved a daunting task as he weaved through piles of rock and debris. He clambered clumsily over these obstacles until his tongue began to hang from his jowls and he was in need of rest. He made his way towards a clear patch of grass, then slowly, steadily lowered his haunches to the ground. The skin of his back legs felt tight, but it was healing. The gashes were no longer open, and the bleeding had stopped long ago. The gashes across his face, however, were a much different story.
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A moment passed before Augustus raised his head for another look, but the figure had vanished. He rose to a sudden stand and peered warily about. He inclined his head skyward to scent the breeze. The wind was not in his favor and the scent he'd detected before escaped him. His ears twitched this way and that, and he spun his head, looking up, now looking down. He stiffened, fur beginning to bristle. His tail rose slightly.
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He shook himself, wresting free some loose hairs which cascaded to the ground. He bore himself in a sullen slouch, glancing darkly every once in a while at the female. His nostrils twitched, filling with her scent. There is was again, that strange smell. He contemplated her descent. She didn’t smell like a wolf, not fully. There was coyote, he was sure. Her slight stature and facial features gave that away readily, but there was something else. He no longer turned his head in her direction, instead he began to look at her out the corner of his eye. He wondered, why? Why would any creature readily help another, especially a loner like himself?
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As she started on her way towards their destination Augustus gave himself another shake before following her. He lingered a few feet behind. He was walking, but his longer stride allowed him to keep pace, although he deliberately kept his distance. His haunches hardly bothered him anymore, but the whispers of their presence tend to make the skin feel stretched in a way. The chilly wind cut at his open wounds making his eyes water. He blinked it away and stopped for a few seconds to rub at the marks with his paw. The thin cuts glistened wetly. They didn’t usually bother him this much, the cold tended to make them numb, but the sea breeze was a biting force. He began to question his reasons for coming here in the first place. He was no doubt intrigued by the looming fortress, and rubble of the vanquished human society.
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He lumbered clumsily down the hillside, stopping as he saw the female take a drink. He waited for her to leave before dropping his muzzle to the cool waters. It made his wounds sting, but the pain soon ebbed away as the cold numbed them. He took a long swallow. It eased his hungry belly for the present time and he was beginning to feel more relaxed. He lifted his head from the glassy surface and headed back to the small den.
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Augustus turned his head suddenly as she came near him. His yellow and green gaze regarded her with curiosity, no longer as wary. Her body was tensed, he saw, and he felt a tinge of remorse. It would seem that the long journey here had made him wilder than he ought to be. His facial expression cooled, and his body relaxed. When he came to realize her intentions he lowered his muzzle for her, and submitted to her warm tongue. He winced every once in a while when she brushed over the deeper, more sensitive flesh, but otherwise remained calm. He whined softly when those moments arose, but let her work.
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Augustus was relieved to be forgiven. He bowed his head slightly, offering the slightest hint of a smile. The ends of his lips pulled upward for a brief moment before retreating back to their normal line. He let his eyes wander about. The castle ruins no longer seemed as ominous as they had before, and the water near them was playing a gentle melody. He held himself higher, but not in dominance. He didn’t feel like slouching anymore. She was smaller, but her actions said nothing about his size. She must not be afraid. Any reason for her to be had vanished, and he felt happy in the knowledge that things would no longer be so tense between them. He did not reprimand his initial conduct, however, it was fitting for an injured wolf not wishing to be troubled. If he’d come across someone with darker intentions, they would, mostly likely have been turned away. His father had taught him something after all. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.freetable-b02 p {padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .freetable-b02 p.ooc {font-family:tahoma, serifSansSerifMonospace; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; padding:10px;} .freetable-b02 b {color:#FFFFFF;} .freetable-b02 .charname {font-family:Century Gothic, sans-serif; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 6px 4px 2px; float: right; margin:15px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:25px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .freetable-b02 .separator {text-align:center; margin:2px 0px 15px 0px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... -1-2-1.jpg); height:303px; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style: solid none; border-color:#FFFFFF; width:531px;} .freetable-b02 {background-color:#999999; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: tahoma, serifSansSerifMonospace; font-size:12px; color:#333333; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:0px; line-height:18px; width:531px; text-align:left; margin:0px auto; padding:0px 0px 15px 0px; } p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 11-02-2011 Terra snorted in disbelief. She knew that many of the canines that came here were injured in one way or another, but hearing of family betraying family and pack turning on itself was disturbing. It was wrong in so many ways. Well, that explains your wounds. For a moment she was silent, contemplating the story she'd been told. It was quite different from her own, though strangely similar in some ways. I must say, you've come to the wrong place if you hate luperci. The place is crawling with them. That's why I came here myself. Stretching Terra stood back up, nuzzling the other wolf. Fate must have quite the tale in store for you. Chuckling to herself she thought of all the things that could happen to a luperci hating wolf. They could be chased away, they could start a war, they could form a new pack. There was already a new pack that had formed though, and Terra didn't feel the land was ready for another, no matter what the reason was. Invite me along for the ride? Whatever the circumstances, Terra was drawn to the strange white wolf. She wanted to be part of whatever happened. Hungry herself Terra began eating from the corpse. It was a good find. Despite being already dead, it was only a couple days old, the meat still slightly tender. All the warmth was gone though, and she found herself wishing for a way to warm it up. A thought struck her at this point. He might hate luperci. She was a luperci. Startled by this revelation she backed up. - Augustus - 11-02-2011 [html] ooc Augustus
Hate them? he questioned, brow furrowing slightly. I did…yes, but…now I’m not so sure. He was no longer bothered or wary anymore and he easily poured out his soul to her. She’d helped him, and provided him with company. He began to remember what it was like to have a conversation, what it was to be near someone else. Whatever my father was saying about me must have been a lie. I don’t remember doing anything to deserve what happened…Was his talk about the Luperci a lie as well?He questioned out loud, not necessarily needing an answer, it was more to himself- an internal conflict shared with the world around him. But…then I think about my brother…What could have happened to him if not murder. Or was he simply lying about ‘who’ murdered him?
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He nodded slightly, his brows still furrowed. She was acting strangely, had he upset her? He flattened his ears and his eyes drifted to the ground. Yeah, no problem… he said distantly. His ears turned towards her. Just like us? he repeated, contemplating. We’ll see, he added soon after. He undoubtedly would. He began to yawn absently, lips parting over his pearly canines. He shook his head and his eyes began to droop. He rose to his paws, stretching and hunching his shoulders. He rolled his head around, loosening his muscles. He looked her over again out the corner of his eye. He wasn’t sure he’d call for her again, regardless he replied, sure… Still, he might one day find himself alone, and long for a companion. Then, maybe then, he’d call for her, but he needed time. This was a strange new territory and he’d have to spend his days getting accustomed to it, and healing. That was the most important part. He had many wounds both outside and in. He watched her as she became smaller and smaller until she was just an outline on the horizon. He turned away slowly and began to walk towards the small den. The sunset accompanied him and he gazed at it absently, before crouching and squeezing himself through the tight opening. In the darkness he curled himself into a tight ball and hid his face with his tail. For the first time he slept wholly untroubled and content. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.freetable-b02 p {padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; text-indent:30px;} .freetable-b02 p.ooc {font-family:tahoma, serifSansSerifMonospace; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:.4px; font-style:italic; padding:10px;} .freetable-b02 b {color:#FFFFFF;} .freetable-b02 .charname {font-family:Century Gothic, sans-serif; color:#FFFFFF; text-shadow:#000000 6px 4px 2px; float: right; margin:15px; text-transform:uppercase; font-size:25px; font-weight:bold; letter-spacing:1px;} .freetable-b02 .separator {text-align:center; margin:2px 0px 15px 0px; background-image:url( http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/Alp...600-1-2-1.jpg); height:303px; border-width:1px; border-size:1px; border-style: solid none; border-color:#FFFFFF; width:531px;} .freetable-b02 {background-color:#999999; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: tahoma, serifSansSerifMonospace; font-size:12px; color:#333333; letter-spacing:0px; word-spacing:0px; line-height:18px; width:531px; text-align:left; margin:0px auto; padding:0px 0px 15px 0px; } p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;} </style>[/html] |