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- Gunnar Donte LeStrange - 11-24-2011 [html] Sorry to spring this on you like this. xD In the early morning. / +387 He couldn't wait until spring. He'd found the perfect thing for her; a sapphire imbedded into a silve ring and, upon examining it closely, he'd decided it would fit her perfectly. Gunnar had found it completely by chance while exploring Casa's territory the night before. Maybe someone had lost it or maybe it had been a human's thing a long time ago, but he'd found it in a tiny black case with a bunch of other jewelery inside; a necklace, more rings, bracelets. They were all beautiful but he liked the saphire ring the best; it was a perfect engagement ring for her. Engagement. Oh gods. Gunnar's mind froze up with nerves at the thought. Where he sat on his bed in his room, his legs crossed and the delicate ring in his hand, he tensed. What if Jazper doesn't give us his blessing? What if Fia's not ready? Maybe I'm pushing too fast... He knew what he wanted; he wanted to be with her for the rest of his life. His mother, Valinta, would never had agreed with this idea, but seeing Fia laughing and smiling, always in such high spirits around him... she'd let him into her life and he'd done the same. They knew eachothers' pasts, the bad and the good. He knew he loved her more than anyone else in the world. He wanted to prove it to her, to prove how much he cared for her. If that meant kissing her father's feet for approval, then so be it. Mind made up, Gunnar stood, checked himself over in the mirror (he was wearing surprisingly nice clothes, including dark dress pants and a pinstripe black and gray dress shirt) and, upon deciding that his hair and fur were brushed well enough, he headed for the door. His short journey brought him to follow the scent of his leader and when he came to a stop in front of the man's quarters, he sucked in a deep breath. Pleaaase be there, Jazper. He knocked, then stood straighter, the ring in his pocket for later. This was to ask him for his blessing; he wasn't about to propose to the man. The moment any sign of movement came, Gunnar cringed. On second thought, please don't be home... Damn nerves. .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] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 12-11-2011 [html] Sorry I took so long on this Sky, hell week is finally over and onto exams XD WC: 500+
There was a lot going through the leaders brain. What was he going to do with himself? It had been two months now and it was clear that Ghita was not coming after him. The thought put him in a bit of an off mood. Had he not proven himself worthy of her? Had he not been successful in creating a pack? Here he stood, looking out the window at Kingsbury Fort, a group of wolves and hybrids who were willing to work with him towards his passion and yet the women who claimed to have loved him wanted nothing to do with his new kingdom. It was although he had never reached the status of alpha, like he was stuck waiting still and the impatience for Ghita was clear as he flicked his tail back and forth. She would see, one day she would come back to him and see him in a position of power and he would not take her back. .jzprmirror b {font-weight:bold; color:#998328; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px;} .jzprmirror p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .jzprmirror {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#0f1123; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/xgChm.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 350px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#5d6183; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .jzprmirror .wordcount {color:#998328; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #5d6183; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px;} .jzprmirror .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; color:#998328;} </style>[/html] - Gunnar Donte LeStrange - 12-11-2011 [html] No prob. :3 Gunnar's being straight forward, as usual. / +357 When the door opened a moment later to reveal Jazper, his size still daunted for the younger wolfdog, who was used to looking down at people; not up. Sir. He greeted, nodding his head respectfully, though far more casual than their first meeting. He was glad for the smile the alpha wore, fearful that he'd caught him at a bad time from the frown he'd worn at first. As Jazper ushered him inside, Gunnar took a moment to look around. The windows were something he envied, having none in his own room. He made a note to keep that in mind if things went well and he and Fia ended up getting a house together; their room would have windows. It was much brighter this way. He eased over to the chair uneasily and sat down, keeping the ring in his balled up fist as not to move around awkwardly later on when he'd be showing it to Jazper, hopefully. Actually, sir, I was hoping to talk with you about... Fia. I haven't made it a secret that I'm... He paused, tongue slipping out to wet lips as he thoughtover his next words carefully. He wanted to get straight to the point, to avoid beating around the bush. ...that I love her. Nothing more to the point than that, right? I... I've tried hard to balance times spent helping the pack and spending time with her... even both when we get the chance. Wait, no, that wasn't direct. Get to the point. I... I was hoping to ask her... He shook his head as his voice failed him, as croaky as it was naturally. Then stone colored eyes moved up to meet the golden eyes of the alpha in complete seriousness, if a bit fearful and obviously unnerved. I want to marry Fia, sir. I won't ask her without your blessing. I don't want to force that kind of decision on her. I love her. A silent plea hung in the air after he spoke, eyes begging the man to go easy, to consider it if only for a moment. Please. .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] - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 12-19-2011 [html] Finally done school for now WC: 500+
It was clear by the boy’s demeanor that something was not quite right and this behavior only lead Jazper to become more anxious to hear what the curly haired male wanted of him. They both sat, facing one another in comfy chairs, as the humans would have. At the mention of Fia the father’s gut began to clench. He couldn’t be asking that, no. Trying to relax his body language and listen opening to Gunnar was particularly difficult when the subject turned to his daughter. The more words that poured from Gunnar’s mouth the more anxious the leader became at the prospect of the big question. Finally the words escaped the male and Jazper sat, speechless for quite some time. .jzprmirror b {font-weight:bold; color:#998328; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px;} .jzprmirror p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 13px; margin:0px;} .jzprmirror {margin:0px auto; width:480px; background-color:#0f1123; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/xgChm.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 350px 0px 3px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#5d6183; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .jzprmirror .wordcount {color:#998328; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; border-top:1px dashed #5d6183; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase; margin:0px 15px 15px 15px; text-shadow:#000000 1px 1px 1px;} .jzprmirror .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; color:#998328;} </style>[/html] |