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- Skoll Haskel - 04-05-2012 [html] Excerpt not included in word count. +451 Skoll Haskel was almost a man. Well, that was the thought that stole into his dreams at night. He battled monsters in his sleep and stood bravely in the face of the world. Sometimes he was crowned King of his very own pack—for he’d never take the title from his father, the best King of all—and sometimes he was just a wanderer, with a knapsack tossed over his shoulder and nothing but the open road ahead of him. But always he was a man, all grown up and noble, and always he had more freedom than in the waking hours. In reality, though, the golden prince was very much a boy. His shift and the acquisition of his very first horse made him feel much bigger and better than he was, his cockiness only increasing with each passing day, it seemed. There were four more long months until he reached one year of age still. He’d never seen summer, had only the warm taste of spring on his tongue thus far. He’d seen war, but that didn’t even mean anything. He was still small in years if not body. He was content with being a boy sometimes, though. Being a boy meant less work, to begin with. As much as he liked helping the adults with their duties, it was even better to lean against the stall door and read a book. This time, he was reading out loud to his mare, Hwin. The sabino was pretty shy around the other horses, but she was learning to adjust, and of course Alder had helped her feel at home. Skoll hoped that Alder loved her as much as he did, even if he hadn’t ridden the bay just yet. Maybe soon he’d pester the Marshall about it, and finally climb up onto her back and whoop and ride like he did in his dreams, too.
Licking his thumb, Skoll turned the page and continued to read to the horse, who dozed contentedly in her stall. “My good Horse," said the Hermit, who had approached them unnoticed because his bare feet made so little noise on that sweet, dewy grass. "My good Horse, you've lost nothing but your self-conceit. No, no, cousin. Don't put back your ears and shake your mane at me. If you are really so humbled as you sounded a minute ago, you must learn to listen to sense. You're not quite the great Horse you had come to think, from living among poor dumb horses. Of course you were braver and cleverer than them. You could hardly help being that. It doesn't follow that you'll be anyone very special in Narnia. But as long as you know you're nobody very special, you'll be a very decent sort of Horse, on the whole, and taking one thing with another.”
He paused and grinned. “You aren’t like silly Bree,” he remarked to the mare, who swayed and snored. “I think you’re a very special horse and that’s why I named you so, because Hwin is humble and smart and—” Finally, he chanced a glance at her closed eyes, his ears standing up with indignation. “Hey! It’s rude to fall asleep when I’m talking to you!” he yapped, and while she jerked her head up with surprise, it was only long enough for her to turn and present the boy with her rump as she found a new position to snooze in. Huffing, he slammed the book shut and tossed it (gently) onto the grass. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #b79031; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-08-2012 [html] OOC mind if i jump in? Horses had to be the most wonderful invention in the entire world. They were her way of getting around now. For better or worse Terra was learning to ride. There was no one teaching her, just her insistence that the horse hold still while she climbed up it, then very clumsily directing it while she held on as tightly as she could. If there was a better way to do so Terra didn't know what it was. She was just thankful that there was a faster, and a lot less painful, way for her to travel while stuck in optime form. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-08-2012 [html] whee of course not <33 The voice of his friend drew him out of his sulkiness, and Skoll grinned, big and excited, as he caught sight of Terra. As if they hadn’t seen each other for months, he leaped up and attempted to pin her in a bear hug. He was aware of his growing height and was quite smug about it, but he could hide his cocky little smile by burying his face against her head in a friendly nuzzle. “Hi, Terra,” the golden boy said after the fact, backing away with his tail wagging behind him. He pushed his thick mane out of his face and nodded proudly, looking at the snoozing sabino. “That’s Hwin! She’s mine!” It was amazing that he owned something more than a few books now; he owned his very own horse. He was just that much closer to adulthood. “I got ’er from Cercatori,” he explained happily. “She was a present.” He still couldn’t quite fathom why he’d been picked for the gift, but he wasn’t complaining.
His huge smile faded into a gentler one as he looked at her leg and the new scars crossing her lithe body. “How ya doin’?” he questioned. He’d not hung out with her a lot since the cougar had attacked her, but he’d heard all about it. It looked like she hadn’t been as lucky as usual. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em ##33200F; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-08-2012 [html] OOC so the story terra told is basically that a cougar jumped her, and has refused to divulge details to anyone except kace in a make believe story where terra single handedly brought down a moose and defended it from a devious cougar XD Skoll's happiness at seeing her drew a grin from Terra. Unfortunately that quickly faded as he leaped up, proving exactly how big he was. Even worse, he came over, catching Terra in a giant hug. She wouldn't mind, except that it knocked her completely off balance. Clinging onto Skoll for dear life Terra tried to keep from falling over, knowing how much it would hurt to jar her leg. He let go, backing away and leaving Terra swaying before she managed to catch herself. Good. She didn't want to look weak before the pup, knowing that he looked up to her. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-08-2012 [html] Bwaha. Okay! I figured he'd only know the basics anyway (that it was a cougar, I guess). Also, Skoll is a dork. Even though the boy was well aware of his size in that he was bigger than a lot of other wolves (besides his male relatives), Skoll wasn’t so aware of how his size affected others. He interpreted the coywolf’s clinging as happiness to see him, and completely missed her quick correction of balance. He couldn’t even really imagine Terra being too hurt to do anything; she had spirit and energy to match his, and was always getting into and out of trouble quick as a flash. He knew she’d gotten hurt for once in her life, but he didn’t stop to think how the bad leg injury might impede the trickster. The hybrid’s emerald eyes flicked over the bay mare, and Skoll puffed his snowy chest out proudly. His pride faltered when she complimented him on representing the Court so well, and he fumbled aloud, “You r-really think so? I mean, I didn’t do nothin’ but mess around.” He knew that he’d been on his very best behavior, though! Perhaps that’d made the difference and made the child stand out enough to get one of the communal horses.
“Oh,” he mumbled at her answer. “Well, maybe we can go travel together someday soon?” There were many lands he wanted to explore, for while he did go out farther than usual, he wasn’t sure if he should go very far north yet. He was cocky, but that didn’t mean he knew his strengths ended somewhere. “I guess the pack lands get boring after a while,” he added. His shifting had given him a fresh perspective on the wilderness and the city, opening new opportunities, but Terra’d been in the Court for almost half a year now. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em ##33200F; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-08-2012 [html] OOC you just gave me an awesome thread idea! will have to use it Terra grinned over at the normally cocky pup. It seemed he wasn't used to realizing he made a difference with things. Clearly he had, if the art pack had given him his own horse. The bright representation had put the court in a good light, something that Terra could definitely appreciate. Especially as she knew how much of a lousy representative she made, always stealing everything and making fools of those around her. She might have friends in that pack, but that didn't mean they would like her. After all, she had friends in New Dawn and the pack disliked her blood. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-10-2012 [html] xD Road trip? Skoll stuck his tongue out at the coyote woman. “I dunno if you lied to me, but you trick,” he pointed out. It was much the same; after the magic show, he’d had bad dreams about the knife getting lodged in her throat for weeks. He’d forgiven her for that reluctantly, even if he could laugh at it now when he wasn’t a pup wide-eyed with total horror. Besides, a grownup prince shouldn’t be afraid of anything, even stupid magic shows. And he was too big to fit in the magic box.
“Like what?” the boy asked eagerly when she claimed to be able to show him stuff out beyond the pack border. He could only imagine that she’d traveled all across Nova Scotia if not a lot more of the world, tricking bears and getting into trouble with other luperci. He was almost ready to saddle up now and ride out, except he still wasn’t too sure about riding, or that she’d be able to make the journey. He glanced dubiously at her leg. “Well, later maybe,” he amended. “I’ll wait for you, though! No epic exploring without Terra!” .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em ##33200F; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-10-2012 [html] OOC lol no, just gonna send terra running through cdm, avoiding those that would stop her XD Terra immediately took on an affronted look. It was completely true, she loved playing tricks on others, even those as innocent as a pup. That didn't mean she'd tell the truth about that. You hurt me, such accusing words! Grinning she reached out, covering his nose with drool. Fine then, I just won't show you how I do them. Terra had shown him some simple tricks for fighting bobcats once, not that she was sure that he even remembered those anymore. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-15-2012 [html] +332
He snorted as she feigned hurt at his words, and wrinkled his nose when her slobbery tongue passed over it. His petulant green glare faltered when she reclaimed her tricks, however.
Skoll truly was just a puppy when she began to describe the mysteries of the world beyond the Kingdom of Cour des Miracles. The thought of being above it all appealed to his princely nature, while the water sounded as amazing as it did terrifying. And treasures—treasures just like in the stories!
It was a disappointment when he glanced back at her leg, although he would definitely keep his promise to wait for her. He nodded and withdrew, pushing some of his messy blonde mane out of his face. He’d need a guide for the big open world, and the trickster coywolf would be the best traveling companion, so long as she remembered he was with her! He could only imagine she’d get excited and go try to steal treasure from under a bear’s nose or something, and while he might be big enough to help then, he really didn’t want to risk it. The thought made him smirk.
“Well, while we’re waiting… Do you wanna do something in the Court?” His tail wagged as he met her emerald eyes, just a couple of shades off his own. “Not as much trouble to get into here but…we can make trouble.” He flashed the points of his teeth in a mischievous grin, although he was just an apprentice to chaos. He could only imagine how much good-natured fun they could have together though, bad leg or not. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em ##33200F; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-15-2012 [html] OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah! An arm was thrown around her, hand reaching to ruffle her ears. Terra flattened down, snapping and ducking out from there. That was not the behavior of a child at all! This was unknown territory for her, never having been around teenagers before, and having never had her own true age of adolescence. All she knew was that it was different, and she didn't know how to deal with it. Yeah right. You sure don't look like a puppy from here. Her voice was teasing, but her gaze held the wariness he'd invoked in her with that touch. Her posture had taken on a much more dominant air, testing him. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-16-2012 [html] +307 It was obvious that the little prince was growing up. It had been obvious for a while now that he wasn’t so tiny anymore, a strong lean youth compared to the chubby ball of creamy fur he had been, but mentally he was changing. He didn’t really notice the changes, only understanding that he was getting older and more responsible and capable, and certainly he didn’t know how strange it would be for others to look at him and see that he was entering the awkward months of a teenager. Her snapping and squirming made him back off, a little confused at the intense reaction and the strange look in her emerald eyes. He wagged his tail, but his stance was strong and unrelenting as he noticed her challenge at some level. Long ago, she’d told him never to display dominance unless he could win—and he’d resented being pinned so easily. He was the bigger luperci now; he could win against her. His snowy chest swelled, and his confidence was that of an alpha as he grinned at her. “Maybe I’ll still look little from a tree,” he suggested, his golden tail waving high and curled. “I betcha you’d be good at climbin’ trees.” It might even be how she’d escaped trouble all this time! He was always too afraid to get too high, since his weight could crush a weaker branch.
Her suggestion made him giggle, and although the sound was slightly deeper than before it didn’t detract from his childish mirth. “Y’know, I’ve never tried on clothes,” he quipped. “Let’s go see!” He did gesture for her to go ahead of him, though, trusting her as the better leader in this situation. Maybe with her help neither one of them could get in trouble, since his cuteness couldn’t quite soften them up like before. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em ##33200F; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-17-2012 [html] OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah! Terra knew Skoll was dominant. Had known since their first meeting when she'd pinned him down. The status hadn't been challenged since, Terra placed above Skoll. That unrelenting posture though, refusing to flag under her own boost, told her that times had changed. Skoll might still follow her lead, but it wouldn't be long before he began questioning, and became someone for her to follow instead. Part of her was excited by that idea, able to see what kind of leader he would make. Skoll had shown great traits after all, brave and clever and imaginative. Others might see the flaws in that, how he tended to rush into things, do things that he wasn't yet able to handle, dreaming instead of focusing on how serious life was.
.terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-18-2012 [html] The golden boy bade his new horse farewell before jogging after the coywolf as she walked toward the hotel. It wasn’t hard to catch up with her limping pace, but he still let her lead the way. He hadn’t really noticed how badly she’d been hurt before; she’d done a good job of hiding her injuries from the rest of the Court. Still, she was immortal in his mind. He tiptoed after her into the lobby, ears pricked for the sound of footsteps while they disappeared into one of the halls. He grinned when she found the door, opening it up to reveal the rolls of fabric within. He’d seen the tailor Dauphin wearing his outfits before, as well as his mother with her nice, simple dresses, but he’d never really thought about adorning himself in clothes. After all, wouldn’t it just make it harder to shift? He liked the freedom of four legs sometimes, even if he loved testing out his new forms.
“Beautiful,” Skoll giggled, resisting the urge to pull at the cloth and unwrap her in a comical spin; he didn’t want to hurt her. He reached for some green fabric, flipping it over his shoulders like a knight’s cloak. He turned in an attempt to admire himself, which was hard without mirrors. “Whadduya think?” .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-18-2012 [html] OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah! Working through the layers now containing her body Terra shook her head. The wraps loosened, making it fall around her body lightly, a sheen layer of blue over the rest of her body. She smirked over at Skoll, lifting her arms out to reveal her hands, devoured by the cloth. A bit too hungry in my mind. Might not give them back afterwards. Her tail swished behind her, the cloth tangling up with each stroke, an odd feeling that finally brought her to fight out of it. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-22-2012 [html] The boy swirled his cloak around proudly then giggled as Terra struggled to free herself from the hungry cloth. It did look like a monster was trying to drag her into another dimension, tangling her in its folds so she couldn’t break free. As it wrapped around her coyote tail, she lightly criticized his choice of fashion, leaving him huffing and tossing his knight’s cloak down to the floor petulantly. He thought he’d looked rather heroic and dashing, but he didn’t have a mirror, so maybe Terra was right. This fabric stuff had been her idea, anyway, and she seemed to know Strelein better than him…so she was the expert here. The hybrid disappeared into the greyness of another cloth, reminding him of a drab and dreary winter, or maybe an old picture in one of the human frames. He grinned, puzzled, at the effect before she waved a gold-slashed green cloth into existence. His eyes widening and ears perking at her words, he grabbed it and grinned.
“All that’s left is the sword,” Skoll said sadly, but he swirled the cloak around as if deflecting a magic blow. “But I’m good with claws and teeth too!” He opened his fearsome jaws wide and threw his hands up, gripping the edges of the cloth as if spreading wings. “I hope you have a magic cloak,” he woofed, and that was all the warning he gave before trying to jump at her and wrap her up in the striped fabric. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-22-2012 [html] OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah! The coyote hid a grin as Skoll tossed the fabric he'd chosen aside. She didn't know anything about clothing or cloth at all, finding one piece as beautiful as the next. She'd just been amused to give him a scolding and watch his reaction to it. The greedy grasp of the 'cloak' she held out did bring a peal of laughter out that she didn't bother to hide. The cloak was as magical as Terra herself, wrought from luck and skill. Shrugging she looked off. What did she care for a sword? .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Skoll Haskel - 04-29-2012 [html] The slim hybrid shuffled away as he swirled the cloak, hoping to dazzle her before he struck, like Kaa entrancing the monkeys with his coils upon coils. She knew what was coming, however, and when he jumped at her she was already gone, fleet-footed despite her injury. He opened his mouth for a playful roar, although his paws had tangled in the cloth she’d left behind like a lizard leaving its tail. He tossed the grey fabric aside and found her on the floor when he spun around, and grinning he pounced again.
He landed beside her, however, crouched awkwardly in his optime shape. He laughed and nipped her cheek and ear, careful not to accidentally roll on top of her and hurt her. After a moment, he hunched his shoulders and closed his eyes, and his body shortened, his arms turning into legs. In his lupus form, he rolled on the ground and grinned at her, tongue lolling playfully from his mouth. .skskl b {font-weight:bold; color:#702b19; letter-spacing:1px; } .skskl p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .skskl {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#905c2c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/HS0ne.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 350px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#cba060; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 04-30-2012 [html] OOC herpderp? / +yo numbah! Terra laughed at the roar coming from behind her, twisting around to watch. Skoll fought briefly with the fabric she'd left behind before tossing it aside. Not something she'd been expecting. Her mind took hold of the incident, making sure to remember it for the future. One never knew when such things could be useful. It could aid her in an escape, or become a fabulous prank on someone. Terra winked up at Skoll as he spun around to spot her down there. Languidly she glanced around, carefree. This was something done on purpose, not because she couldn't get back up. .terrra b {font-weight:bold; color:#116f77; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #041f22; } .terrra p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .terrra {margin:0 auto; width:450px; background-color:#31515c; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/K8FCs.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 270px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#558888; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .terrra p b:before { content: open-quote; } .terrra p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] |