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- Viola Linard - 04-21-2012 [html]
With her snout held high, the female weaved her way through the trees, humming cheerfully. Today she was in her natural wolf form, with only a yellow ribbon tied to her right wrist and a sapphire one wrapped chaotically around the middle of her tail. Her pink eyes were bright, taking in every lovely inch of nature.
It was a nice day for a stroll, a nice day to explore the territory surrounding her new pack. So far, Viola was quite enjoying her journey over Halcyon Mountain.
Back at home, Chara was probably still working on the cottage. A little part of the wolf felt bad for leaving her sister at home, but she really wanted a chance to explore by herself. She absolutely adored her sister, but sometimes Chara could be too overprotective. Viola was a big girl - she could take care of herself. Here, by herself in the lush mountain forest, she was free. Here, she could listen to what her heart told her, and happily wander aimlessly. <style type="text/css"> .flower b {color:#000000; font-weight:bold;} .flower p {text-indent:25px; padding:0px 2px;} </style> - Tharin Lupei - 04-22-2012 [html] out of character stuffs A nightmare had driven him from the pack. He'd spent his time patrolling in the night, making sure all was well before falling asleep. His night hadn't been as untroubled as it normally was unfortunately. Tharin had found himself forced to relive Akira's death, the raspy breaths, the way her eyes begged. She'd been so brave until the end, finally breaking down and telling Tharin how much she wanted to live, sending him mad with the efforts of comforting her, just lying and telling her that everything would be alright.
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The low woof caught her by surprise. Viola had been so absorbed by the beauty of the forest that she had not really been paying attention to the big picture. Rather, her mind was focusing on piece by piece, gazing with awe at every pretty flower and strange bird. She was not alert to the world, not alert to another wolf approaching until he announced himself. She jumped neatly, and then laughed softly at herself. I should pay more attention. The mutt happily chastised herself.
"Hello there!" She loudly and cheerfully greeted, while she twisted about to face the stranger. A silver and cinnamon male wolf, it was. Viola's tail immediately began to wave. This was not someone she knew, but someone she could. Another potential friend! And perhaps, heehee, potentially even more? He was a male, and Chara had never let her talk to them for very long during their travels.
Ah, but she knew she shouldn't let her mind get carried away. Her pink eyes were friendly as she pleasantly introduced herself to the stranger, "I'm Viola Linard, of Ichika no Ho-en!" It was pretty cool to get to include her new pack's name in her default greeting! <style type="text/css"> .flower b {color:#000000; font-weight:bold;} .flower p {text-indent:25px; padding:0px 2px;} </style> - Tharin Lupei - 04-25-2012 [html] out of character stuffs A leap declared how off guard the bright female had been. Tharin's tail picked up a beat, amused by the surprised look on her face. It was rather dangerous for her to be like that, Tharin glancing around to make sure nothing bad had noticed. It was a foolish habit, developed after Akira died. He couldn't protect everyone, and he shouldn't try. His pack was the most important thing. If he could at least protect them it was alright. A loud greeting was given, as boisterous as the female was. Tharin's dominant stance was clear, enveloping her and claiming the land they stood on as his own kingdom to wander through.
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