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- Ralla - 11-20-2011 [html] Long-awaited thread, back-dated to the 18th (Nootau: Visible) {posts will get longer >_<} It was not long before Ralla was at Crimson Dreams' border, having ridden on Sugar's back for the first time in ages. The horse was as fit as ever, and yet his presence only reminded Ralla of Liliana's... Well, that was one thing Ralla would be asking about during her stay: She and Leon had been in such a fluster during their meeting he had not explained--or she had merely forgotten in the moment of adrenaline. At the borders she dismounted Sugar and howled; her voice, ringing clear in the midday air, hit its first few, quick staccato notes before crescendoing, slowly falling down to her low pitch. She called specifically for Anu, knowing that the other Crimson Dreamers would likely not take kindly to an AniWayan so early after the war's resolve, if it could truly be called that. No, she sought out Anu because she wanted to apologize and negotiate friendliness between the packs again, even in such a small way. She could not talk of alliances or anything large like that, but she could at least attempt to ease the tension. Anu had seemed a reasonable sort; would she listen to Ralla now? Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks. .fireplz .ooc {font-style:italic; } .fireplz p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fireplz b {color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#ffffff 0px 0px 2px; } .fireplz {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Unspc.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; } .fireplz-border {width:452px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .fireplz .inner {margin:10px 10px 320px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/25pct_white.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> [/html] - Anu - 11-29-2011 [html] [/html] - Ralla - 12-12-2011 [html] Sorry for the wait >_> It seemed like a very long time that she waited for Anu to answer her, but she should not expect differently. They had met under less-than-ideal circumstances, and if the other even recognized her (under the cover of dark as they had been) it would be amazing. Still, there was hope, and the need to make amends. Ralla did not, at first, notice the movement to where the wind was blowing, and did not scent the one who stalked about. But staring in one direction is quite tedious, and so it was not long before the white woman scanned the area surrounding her. How soon it was already the late fall, and how red and brown the earth was. The colors were quite beautiful--a myriad of golds and crimsons that would soon fall and leave the earth to white--and the air smelled crisp and clear. And yet her eyes caught something that was not typical of the fall foliage, and so focused in on it. It was a blueish-grey coat of a wolf, and immediately Ralla's ears perked up in surprise, if not that a stranger had been standing there without her notice. But recognition made her ears then lower, as--even though she did not know Anu strongly by her own eyes--the form of the Crimson Dreams beta had been spoken of and at least somewhat imprinted in her mind at their first meeting. With deference she bowed from the waist, a hand held firmly on Sugar's neck, as she awaited to be approached. She would not assume to approach the beta (certainly not as things stood) but would instead wait for her to make the first move, as was proper in some cases. In the trees, Nootau hooted (perhaps a little in urgency for his charge to be forthright) and Ralla wondered if the beta made any notice of the peculiarity of an owl in the daytime. "Unalihelitseti," she called out, hoping that her tone was open enough to be viewed as friendly yet unobtrusive. Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks. .rallasface .ooc {font-style:italic; } .rallasface p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .rallasface b {color:#441e39; letter-spacing:-.2px; } .rallasface {background-color:#441906; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/n5mCK.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#ce4b03; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .rallasface-border {width:504px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .rallasface .inner {margin:326px 10px 10px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/25pct_white.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> [/html] - Anu - 12-13-2011 [html] [/html] - Ralla - 01-02-2012 [html] :3 Even still, Ralla could see--and hear--Anu's discomfort and hostility. It was still to be expected... "I come from AniWaya, yes--perhaps you do not remember me, and I did not expect you too. I am Ralla," she said in English, not realizing that her use of AniWayan could've been mistaken as unsettling. Once in awhile, the white matriarch was naive, too... "I have come, specifically, to see if Crimson Dreams' and AniWaya's relationship can be somewhat mended," Ralla said as she rooted through Sugar's bags to locate the gifts she had brought. "I cannot speak as a leader or councilman, but I wish to offer collective condolences and wishes for peace. You especially, Anu... Your capture was unnecessary and cruel, and I'm sorry Dawali and I couldn't have done more than release you." While there were those less fortunate enough not to live, those would not be mentioned. It was important to realize the 'now' of life, and appreciate it. That, in essence, was why Ralla was there: She wanted to show Crimson Dreams that everything could return to some semblance of normalcy--maybe be even better than before. But she had little hope for instant reactions, and would expect those to come maybe in a year...or three... She could not judge this pack; they were separate from the tribe. Cradled in her arms, after finding them, were three items: A scroll with a worn painting drawn on the inside (that of a Long Gone riding a horse with his sword raised, as well as some nonsense script arching along the bottom with an ornate border), a golden necklace with sapphire gems (a treasure she had found long ago in a locked box while exploring the ruins of Halifax, the box having been broken by a heavy stone), and the rolled pelt of a bobcat (that which was given to her, kindly, by Liev during their brief meeting and hunt). She held these out, not daring to approach Anu lest she seem aggressive in stance or presumption. Moon walks. "Moon talks." Moon thinks. .fireplz .ooc {font-style:italic; } .fireplz p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fireplz b {color:#000000; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#ffffff 0px 0px 2px; } .fireplz {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Unspc.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; } .fireplz-border {width:452px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .fireplz .inner {margin:10px 10px 320px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/25pct_white.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> [/html] - Anu - 01-05-2012 [html] [/html] - Ralla - 01-22-2012 [html] I didn't even intend the rhyme when Ralla spoke XD Anu seemed to remember, then, who Ralla was, but Ralla expected nothing. How could she? She did nothing extraordinary--only what she expected of herself. And moon knew she had ignored her inner morals on more than one occasion, and on all it had turned out less than savory. Ralla only smiled wanly at Anu as she explained hers and Crimson Dreams' mindset; she had expected no more than what she was given, and was grateful for what was said. "I understand," Ralla said while letting the gifts hang in her arms a moment, wondering if Anu would even take them. Ralla did not know if Anu trusted her well enough to come close, and she would not press the issue--if it came down to it, she would leave the gifts where she stood and be on her way. She only hoped it would be more pleasant than that. "Threads can be mended, yes?" she asked, that same sagely expression on her face. "It is our hope that even if the ties that kept us together were severed by a cruel sword, we can mend them with more. I know it will take time--we all do--but just like peace if a hope for you and yours, for me and mine, we hope that we can remake a tapestry better than the one before." Here the alabaster woman closed her eyes in her grin--the genuine nature of her statement not to be seen as a rambling or drabble, but as her true intentions. Moon walks. "Moon talks." 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