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- Terra - 01-17-2012 [html] Jan 20 The commotion of the festival was frightening for the coywolf. Terra had heard about a big celebration, and had come to check it out. She loved celebrations, being together with others and feasting, followed by games that went on long into the night. This didn't look like any of the celebrations she'd ever been to though. It was frightening, with so many strangely garbed luperci. Terra had come in her optime form, prepared to learn more about how to use it. Instead she'd been captured by the pull of the crowd, unable to keep herself rooted in one place.
<style type="text/css"> .xmas-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#FFFF00; letter-spacing:1px; } .xmas-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .xmas-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .xmas-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... G_4177.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 300px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .xmas-01 b:before { content: open-quote; } .xmas-01 b:after { content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 01-18-2012 [html] Set before the feast thread <33 The excitement was tangible. It floated around in the air and anyone in the vicinity was liable to infection. Of course, the young Stormbringer was more than happy to soak up a little bit of the excitement and anticipation roaming around. The truth was, no-one knew what to expect from this event. It had never been done before and this was the first large gathering of the majority of the packs he'd ever seen. There were so many opportunities presented before him that he found his head a whirlwind of thoughts and plans. The festival was here for a month and Saul knew that he would have as much time as he liked to trade and explore what was going on. His only qualm was the fact that he might not be able to see Teme as much as he would have liked- he was still in Nayru's care and the two hadn't explicitly spoken of their plans yet. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 447+ [/html] - Terra - 01-18-2012 [html] out of character text A stranger arrived. With her instincts set on edge she flashed her teeth at him before his words sank in. Wordlessly Terra complied, ducking down and placing her head between her legs. Breathing slowly now she focused on the ground before her. Dirt, that was a familiar smell. The wolf before her, as well. She could no longer see the chaos, her ears still twitching round and round at all the noise. Slowly she brought her focus in, until only the small world she could see existed. Relaxed now she lifted her head, a shy smile on her face.
<style type="text/css"> .xmas-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#FFFF00; letter-spacing:1px; } .xmas-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .xmas-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .xmas-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... G_4177.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 300px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .xmas-01 b:before { content: open-quote; } .xmas-01 b:after { content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 01-18-2012 [html] <33 Her teeth flashed white just a few seconds before his first words registered in her mind. He could see the words click into place in her understanding of the situation, and the defensive silent warning receded as she sunk to the floor. Saul followed suit, settling in front of her instead of behind her so that they might be able to talk properly once she'd recovered. Her breath came in gasps for a few moments more before her own green eyes settled on something on the ground and she began to draw in deeper breaths that pleased him. It would not do for her to pass out here, in the midst of all this chaos. Her shoulders started to relax, her breathing not so desperate, returning to an even and normal pace. She lifted her head slowly, a small shy smile on her face. She thanked him and Saul inclined his head softly. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 394+ [/html] - Terra - 01-18-2012 [html] out of character text The stranger took her hand, holding onto her wrist. Terra glanced down curiously, not understanding what he was doing. It was comforting to feel another's touch though, so she didn't fight against it. She smiled again as he assured her that the noise would calm down. That would be good. Once everything stopped being so chaotic, maybe Terra could start sorting through what was happening, make actual sense of what everyone was doing.
<style type="text/css"> .xmas-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#FFFF00; letter-spacing:1px; } .xmas-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .xmas-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .xmas-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... G_4177.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 300px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .xmas-01 b:before { content: open-quote; } .xmas-01 b:after { content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 01-19-2012 [html] <33 The physical touch from his hand to her wrist seemed to calm her more and while Saul was pleased that she was no longer wary of him, he also didn't want to keep hold of her wrist any longer than necessary. He didn't know the girl and it would be inappropriate for him to hold onto her any longer than he had to. With a small smile, he released her wrist, mentally noting that her pulse was normal and her panic attack seemed to have passed. He wasn't the most experienced medic, that he was certain of. But he was a good reader and he knew a lot about what he'd chosen as his profession. He thought, not for the first time, that it would be a good idea to see if he could find other medics from other packs among the ranks to share knowledge and create ties to other knowledge if he should ever need it. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 381+ [/html] - Terra - 01-19-2012 [html] out of character text Hearing Saul and Eclipse were cousins, bringing a large smile to her lips. Really? That's wonderful! Terra's world of family worked differently. Family was mainly pack, though as one got older they tended to leave as they sought their own life. They usually returned, with their own family started, bringing more joy to the large romping coyote pack. Terra had definitely left, as was tradition, but much too young, and had no way of ever returning. Saul was quite lucky to have Eclipse, as a pack member and family together.
<style type="text/css"> .xmas-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#FFFF00; letter-spacing:1px; } .xmas-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .xmas-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .xmas-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... G_4177.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 300px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .xmas-01 b:before { content: open-quote; } .xmas-01 b:after { content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 01-20-2012 [html] <33 Her eyes lit up in a smile as Saul confessed his blood ties with her friend. In truth, Saul knew that he needed to build on their relationship. While Eclipse had been overjoyed at his coming home, there were still a few issues that he needed to sort out with her. She was free to do as she wished, although he'd offered her a place within the den he had dug for him and Nayru. The impromptu partnership, that was purely platonic, that had arisen between the Stormbringer and the Jiryu was bound to cause speculation, but the two of them knew they were living together for the mutual benefit of their children. Plus, Saul found that he quite liked living with the quiet leader- she was easy to live beside. He needed to reassure Eclipse that he wouldn't be leaving again, that Ichika was his place. "It is indeed. She's more like a daughter to me though." He chuckled, thinking of their strange relationship. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 416+ [/html] - Terra - 01-20-2012 [html] out of character text Trade was most certainly a strange thing. Terra could see why some would do it, but Terra preferred keeping what she had, especially since she had...well...nothing. Except for her two daggers and props for her magic show. Terra needed those though. She couldn't give them up. Not to mention she could just take what she wanted. Had done that all her life. True, she was a thief and a scoundrel, but the system worked very well for her. More honest people would definitely go with the system Saul described, but it was simply a waste for her.
<style type="text/css"> .xmas-a01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#FFFF00; letter-spacing:1px; } .xmas-a01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .xmas-a01 p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px;} .xmas-a01 {margin:0px auto; width:400px; background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i1236.photobucket.com/albums/ff4 ... G_4177.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 300px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: "Palatino Linotype", serif; font-size:12px; color:#FFFFFF; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} .xmas-01 b:before { content: open-quote; } .xmas-01 b:after { content: close-quote; } </style>[/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 01-22-2012 [html] lalalala end of thread <33 Their conversation was surely coming to an end and Saul could feel that. Then again, this was never meant to be an exchange of life stories or anything. He'd come over to help her out and stop her from freaking out and with his mission accomplished, the two were clearly at a loss as to what to say to one another. Perhaps if he'd met Terra under different circumstances, he would have had a proper conversation with her. Instead, as he stopped explaining about trading, the silence lapsed between them and Saul recognised the natural end to the conversation. He stood up as she did, brushing his body down to get rid of any debris that might had clung to his fur on his time on the ground. Pleased to see only minimal dirt, and thinking that he was a little more similar to Shiloh than he realised, Saul glanced back towards Terra in time to catch her words. .freeba703 b {font-weight:bold; color:#e7e1d8; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #18130b; } .freeba703 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freeba703 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#203341; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... /sZvvY.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #041521; padding: 0px 0px 170px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#afb8c0; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #203341; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freeba703 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freeba703 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> 301+ [/html] |