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- Naniko D'Angelo - 11-03-2011 [html]
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Slowly but surely Kingsbury was shaping into a real home for the Cavalierites. While there was still plenty of work to be done, the village showing obvious signs of occupation and their numbers had already grown since their founding. It seemed everyday brought new visitors to their borders and Anann had been making regular rounds around their inland borders throughout the day, as well as ensuring the others did the same. She felt it was especially important to keep the borders regularly checked and freshly marked as they established themselves. They had yet to experience any trespassers and the Luna hoped to keep it that way.
A noticeable path was already beginning to form around the edge of their land claim from the repeated travel of paws and hooves alike. While the canines were often preoccupied with building Kingsbury into a village that would fit their needs, Rem often had little to do with much of the grunt work being taken over by the mare Anann had acquired and had taken to lingering along the borders.
The large black stallion was the first to come across the pale wolfess standing near their borders. Having come to a stop some distance off, the friesian gave a loud, forceful snort of alarm as he stared at the wolf. There was no fear in the beast and he held a stature of authority, or perhaps just that of an alerted horse, with his head held high and angular ears pressed forward. Moments later, having been within earshot of the horses rather disgruntled noise, Anann appeared at an easy jog. ”Hello there. I am Anann Kelevra, alpha female here. This is Casa di Cavalieri.” A gentle smile on her lips as she extended her arm in a jester of the lands beyond the scented boundry. The scent of the other female was enough to tell Anann that she was also a leader, though Anann was not familiar with the pack scent she carried. ”Might I ask what brings you to our borders?” Simple curiosity seemed the most likely, but Anann hated to assume anything. .anannsept21gift01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c1b787; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; } .anannsept21gift01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#615936; text-align:center;} .anannsept21gift01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .anannsept21gift01 {margin:0 auto; width:497px; background-color:#020000; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... 21gift.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #c1b787; padding: 115px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#615936; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .anannsept21gift01-border1 {width:499px; border:1px solid #020000; margin:0 auto;} .anannsept21gift01-line1 {width:477px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> [/html] - Gunnar Donte LeStrange - 11-03-2011 [html] Excited Gunnar is Excited. / +358 Patrolling? Border marking? Really? That was the amazing job Fia said he'd be doing today? I need to have a talk with that girl about what's amazing and what's plain boring. Combat training would've been a much better way to waste time between lessons. Gunnar thought grumpily, lumbering along in his lupus form, his right hind leg favored and off the ground most times. His jumpy, limping gaint was interrupted when he spotted a black horse nearby, in his way to continue his patrol. He was about to check the critter out, to figure out why the big stallion was so far from the city, when Anann showed up, greeting someone just out of his viewing range. Hidden in the shadows, he watched and listened, then approached cautiously. She might've needed some back up if the visitor turned out to be hostile, right? Right. The sight that greeted him was a welcomed surprise. Naniko! Instantly he showed himself, tail waving behind him but kept low, keeping a respectful distance from Anann and making sure not to act like a fool in front of his new alpha... and old. Lady Naniko! He greeted, raspy voice strained as usual. Anann, this is Anathema's Angela... er... leader. Naniko D'Angelo. He introduced politely, as well as offering the tawny woman a nod in greeting and respect before letting the girls speak for themselves. His eyes were shining with excitement. If Naniko could spare time away from the pack, that meant everything must've been well there. Maybe he could send a message back with her for his mother! Oh, how worried Valinta must've been by now. He might also have the chance to explain why he'd left in the first place. What of Esme now? Was she still in Anathema? Causing trouble for some other poor victim? Torturing her slave? Whatever the case, he was curious to know. He held his tongue for the moment, though, having already spoken out too much for his liking. He knew Naniko would've swatted him for his bad manners had he still have been in Anathema greeting a visitor on their borders. Hopefully Anann was more understanding. .gunny b {font-weight:bold; color:#77a254; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #2a4316; } .gunny p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .gunny {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#475638; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/rSUN3.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 220px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#7c8873; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .gunny p b:before { content: open-quote; } .gunny p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 11-06-2011 [html] Necklace picture: Here
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I stopped where I did cause I was told that Jazper visited Naniko during the war and I wasn't sure if he would have told her about the his plans for the pack and all that??? so yea...
Before Naniko had even finished introducing herself they were interrupted by a curly pelted male. Gunnar, wasn't it? Jazper had told her a little about the recent addition to their
It was not the first time, nor would it be the last, that someone had come to investigate the new pack. In time Anann or Jazper would make their way around to visits all of the packs and
.anannsept21gift01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#c1b787; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #000000; } .anannsept21gift01-ooc {font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#615936; text-align:center;} .anannsept21gift01 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .anannsept21gift01 {margin:0 auto; width:497px; background-color:#020000; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v121/ ... 21gift.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #c1b787; padding: 115px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#615936; letter-spacing:.3px; word-spacing:.8px; line-height:12px; text-align:justify;} .anannsept21gift01-border1 {width:499px; border:1px solid #020000; margin:0 auto;} .anannsept21gift01-line1 {width:477px; border-bottom:1px dotted #000000; margin:0 auto 3px auto;} </style> [/html] Melissa Attack: He probably wouldn't have ! Probably just a complaint about the lack of warriors. - Gunnar Donte LeStrange - 11-15-2011 [html] Derp. Sorry for the wait. Skip me if Gunnar isn't posted to. :3 / +228 He hadn't even noticed Anann's stern stare at first, but he caught it just as it was fading from her eyes. He grinned stupidly in a silent 'sorry' but otherwise didn't pay it much more mind than that. Gunnar smiled at his ex-leader's tone, understanding in a way, or at least he figured. He envied that about Naniko; she was always so patient. He'd never really seen her lose her temper at all. She always seemed in control, even thought he'd left without a word. My apologies, Angela. I'll explain why I left if you've got time later. He lowered his head a bit as a show of apology, then remained silent as the women conversed. He found himself glancing over at Anann more than Naniko; he'd never met her before. She probably knew about him though; She and Jazper were co-leaders, partners in rank. There was no doubt in the hybrid's mind that the two had discussed his relations with Fia by now, considering how 'well' Jazper had taken it. He hadn't even started to properly court the girl yet and already he had Daddy Dearest to fear. Hopefully Anann wasn't like, Fia's aunt, or something. That would just mean more-- Wait, what? Why would that matter? Gunnar shook off his thoughts and sat off to the side politely, not wanting to interrupt again. Leader business, really. .gunny b {font-weight:bold; color:#77a254; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #2a4316; } .gunny p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .gunny {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#475638; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/rSUN3.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 220px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#7c8873; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .gunny p b:before { content: open-quote; } .gunny p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] |