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- Sterling - 06-15-2012 Her breathing was labored as she jauntily traversed the terrain, each step light, leaving little to no sign that she had been there at all. Each compact muscle rippled finely beneath her ordinary pelt, like gears grinding beneath a sheet of metal in a machine. Fatigue plagued every fiber of her being, but she continued with the single most powerful motivation a canine could possibly have pushing and pushing her forward. The desire to be part of something greater, to be part of a pack, was her impetus. She could not bear to be alone for any longer. A strange, pungent odor clashed with the deserted earthiness of her environment. Her bi-pigmented gaze skimmed the vicinity as her gait slowly declined from a mild trot to a sluggish crawl. Her tail stiffened, bristling as it hovered parallel to her body. She could feel her body chemistry begging to transform into her second, more powerful state, but it was an impulse she denied herself. She was far more agile in this form, and in case she had to make a quick get-away she'd need speed and size not to work against her. As she continued, the scent grew so unavoidable that she had to come to a complete halt in her approach. Whatever was in the direction she was going had made a point of making a boarder, and she didn't intend to pass it. But what else could she do? She couldn't turn back now. Bewildered, her hind legs slid under her and she sat, shuffling her forelegs and thinking about what to do... Her mind was filled with images of what might lay just beyond, perhaps others like her, or perhaps something so hellishly devious that a single encounter with it may end her existence in a second or two. This conflict lead her to dwelling for much longer than she initially expected. Hours passed like minutes while she wandered in vivid, and occasionally gory, fantasies. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-16-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Hey there Naniko's always in Optime form.
- Sterling - 06-16-2012 She heard her before she saw her, the rhythmic two-step advance of the ivory leader as she made her way towards the boarder. Sterling instinctively withdrew, keeping a good ten feet between the two of them. It wouldn't make much of a difference but it gave her a sense of comfort. Her ears slanted back slightly as she replied, "I was--am, looking for a... place of residence. My search brought me here. I sincerely hope that I'm not intruding, and that this is not too much on an inconvenience for you." She watched with acute curiosity, studying every inch of this stranger who claimed to be in charge of a much larger grouping. This was her first time interacting with anyone of the same species since her mother passed away. She swallowed hard, throat so dry that it felt as if she'd just drunk sand. This may be a new start, she thought as a small candle of hope was lit within, growing as she imagined the many possibilities; maybe there was an entire pack, like a family, waiting just out of view; all the food you could imagine; meadows as large and peaceful as they come; a city full of life, perhaps. But suddenly that little flame was swallowed up by the gaping maw of despair and paranoia. What if this wolf, although she didn't look it, decided to kill her? What if her journey ended here. What if this was the last thing she'd see, do, feel... Within moments she'd felt and thought so many things, and it left her insides trembling, though her visage remained steeled from her internal conflicts. Her tail drooped slightly, a mere precaution, to diminish any possible threat that she may have presented. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-17-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>
- Sterling - 06-17-2012 Once again, curiosity overtook the brunt of her emotions and her ears perked. Shuffling her paws briefly, she spoke, voice a bit less soft but nonetheless submissive, "My name is Sterling, it is a great pleasure to meet you, Serverus." She paused, mulling over any special "talent" she might posses. "I've been able to support myself for quite some time... I'm not an atrocious hunter, I suppose I'm able to make more or less attractive jewelry..." she said, voice a little higher than a whisper. She studied Serverus, noting how conscious he was of his lower ranking than his mother. It was almost amusing, to see someone so welcome be so weary. It also made her even more suspicious of how strict Naniko's leadership was. The pink hue to the female's coat had initially frightened her, blood no doubt. She wondered if it belonged to the last trespasser they'd dealt with. Her ears twitched as she became aware that they were forwarded, and nonchalantly she lowered them, another gesture of passiveness. She watched Serverus intently, though she remained more alert to the leader's presence than the young adult. Her muscles seemed to spasm with anxiety. Every second dragged painfully on. She could almost cringe at the overwhelming anticipation she felt. Had she said enough? Would her skills permit her to stay? She prayed this wouldn't come down to a fight, judging the distance between she and they she determined with absolution that she wouldn't have enough time to turn and outrun them, especially since they new the layout of the land--though she already had a general escape route. When you're as paranoid as Sterling, you always have some sort of a fall back plan. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-17-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>
- Sterling - 06-17-2012 She watched his visage brighten and the tension they both carried lessen, but she remained as vigilant as before, just a smidgen less concerned. Nodding curtly, she fell into step beside Severus, ears as active as a deer's, straining to pick up on anything since it'd be rude to look back. "This is very kind of you, to show me around," she rasped, eyes dancing through the clashing shades of green and brown, then back to either the Angela or Severus. "Yes, I do believe it's just me. I haven't met anyone like us since I left home... So no, no one is tailing me." Her heart was pounding, blood thudding deafeningly in her ears as they ventured deeper into the territory. She had a faint impulse to jump every time a twig cracked or leafs rustled. Her paws delicately settled on barren plots of dark soil, allowing her to silently follow. Her tail was limp at her heels, and she was wondering what would happen next. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-18-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style>
- Sterling - 06-19-2012 When she looked at Severus he had been grinning like petroleum jelly was on his teeth. She didn't question it too much, it seemed like a friendly gesture. In a way she found it comforting that he would even bother to try to be nice. Her heart began to drum loudly as they entered the cave. Dark didn't bother her, but the fact that she was closed in did. She liked it here, so she'd have to get over it. "Like us," she reiterated, looking intently at the ivory braid that cascaded down the Angela's back, then averting her attention to the pathways before her, caught a few glimpses into occupied and unoccupied dens. She wondered about the various backgrounds of the pack members, potential murders and thieves and plunderers... It was horrifying, yet undeniably intriguing. "I intend to make myself useful," she murmured, eyes still wandering as she padded along, her focus on any single thing being rare as she tried to take in every inch of this new world. Her ears swiveled back at mention of sticking her paw out being equivalent to saying she wanted to join, and she sluggishly came to a stop. Her paws collected themselves as she about-faced, eyes drifting up to Naniko's and ears laying flat with mixed emotions. She knew impulsive actions had their consequences, a warning her mother had burnt into her brain since she was young. "Can I have a day to think about it, to explore a little more?" she inquired, voice meek, thick with fear of swift rejection. A joining ceremony? Her heart jumped into her throat, she silently hoped her enthusiasm didn't show. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-20-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> The Rite of Agares, as we call it, is performed when any unrelated canine joins the pack. Here is the joining page on our website if you wanna check it out Do you want to have a time-lapse happen in this thread, to where she thinks about things and returns with an answer? Or something else? I can't write a post with Severus separately from Naniko, as he is her NPC and she'd have to be in the post as well.
It was one of the laws that she, Alaki, and Aeron had come up with in regard to pack security. They could not allow a stranger that they did not know and that did not smell of the pack to walk around...for the pack's safety and for that newcomer's safety as well. Members would attack any outsider who was not accompanied, thinking that they were a trespasser. She still held the recent signs of such a struggle on her fur; they had not stopped to ask the canine if they were coming in because they wanted a view of the lands before they joined...they'd just attacked. He had crossed the border knowingly, and that was the consequence in Anathema. - Sterling - 06-20-2012 OOC: That sounds bothersome. I could just do this...? *points to post* Is that okay? Well that explains the blood, she'd thought to herself. Her nails raked into the earth, leaving deep wounds in the surface as she thought about the decision. "I'd hate to keep him from his duties," she said, averting her gaze absently for a moment before fixing her eyes on Severus, then redirecting them to his mother, Naniko. "I want to be part of Anathema," she declared, voice not as uncertain and soft as before. She lifted her right foreleg, extending her paw. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-21-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Hahah, that works Welcome to the pack! There will be a slight bit of powerplay in this post, of Naniko making the cut and holding their paws together for the ceremony. PM me what den you'd like? Here is the Howling Caverns map! We can continue this with her picking a den and such, or end it whenever you'd like ^^
- Sterling - 06-21-2012 OOC: Den 1 looks good, near an E-Exit and close to the Workshop. c: I wouldn't mind continuing if you don't. Oh, and do you know if the Anathema Adoptables page is updated? I've been looking to adopt. Sterling's ears fell back and her jaw locked as the incision was made and then her blood was 'mixed' with that of the Angela. She cradled the paw up against her side, since she didn't want to expose the fresh wound, even as minor as it was, to the germs that resided in the soil. Her head spun with excitement. She was so happy it made her almost dizzy to think about it all. She was home at last. Clearing her throat, she allowed herself a moment to collect her many thoughts before speaking; "Thank you, so much..." she began. "The other members...are they as accepting as you two are?" A shiver ran down the length of her body. The thought of being alienated was just unbearable. She also pondered over what she would do to aid the pack. She was only vaguely familiar with the landscape, so that might be a slight impediment to her hunting efficiency. She had been eyeing some plants on the route here that could be used as dyes, so maybe a craft would be a good way to transition in and get to know others. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-21-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Sure! We'll get that updated ASAP. And it doesn't have the most up to date information on it, no. It's best to look at the Open Characters topic for the most up to date information on adoptables all over the board And feel free to PM me if you have any questions. You won't be able to have a second character here for a couple of weeks, but then you can adopt! Here's a link to our board-wide character procedures.
- Sterling - 06-21-2012 OOC: Coolio. :3 3 more weeks I believe, and 45 IC posts... I guess I'll know a ton of people before I get to have another character. Bolded things to make speech easier to find. Sterling's ears perked as a ravenous murmurs began to emanate from her stomach. Embarrassment and shock tainted her visage and she looked down. Swallowing a knot in her throat that felt like a jawbreaker, she said, "I think I'll be able to salvage for myself, but thank you. I'm in no way emaciated or injured so hopefully I can start to help at dawn. Would you be kind enough to point me in the direction of the most lively part of the territory so that I could get a feel for where I'd be hunting?" She was somewhat tired, but it was nothing a nap wouldn't settle. There was still plenty of time left in the day for her to attempt to hunt and hopefully situate herself in this new environment. With so many mouths to feed she knew the foliage wouldn't be anywhere near as lush as back home, but she'd make do as she'd done on the venture here. She also wanted to get caught up with a few traditions of the pack, how they did things would be very important to learn that way she wouldn't accidentally offend or emit a vibe of idiocy. Maybe if she brought in enough of a haul she'd be accepted, maybe even blend right in. That, she told herself, would be best. Absentmindedly she began to stretch in a very supple way, pulling on her leg muscles by flexing her digits as far as they'd go. Adrenaline pumped through her veins like venom through a snake. She was ready to hunt, to fill her stomach and the others's as well. It dawned on her that she had no idea of what game resided here, or what predators. She knew if she remained alert she'd probably be okay. - Naniko D'Angelo - 06-22-2012 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Yeah! :33 Do we want to end this one with Nani pointing her in the right direction, then?
- Sterling - 06-22-2012 OOC: Yeah. We can end it here if you'd like. xD Hunting time~ Sterling nodded gratefully, slowly turning and then walking off, tail swinging at her heels like a pendulum. Her nerves made her gait tight and rough, ready to respond at the drop of a hat. She pressed herself against the side of the cave wall, learning the bumps and grooves as she passed aperture after aperture. Finally one opening was larger and more distinct than the others, it was a source of the light that filtered through and ricocheted into a tunnels to make sight possible. She anxiously veered towards it, and had to squint to adjust to the harsher light. It then dawned on her that she had no idea where the foothills were. She'd have to inquire about that too, but she didn't want to be a bigger bother to Naniko and her son. Maybe someone inside might know. She sat down at the mouth of the cave, tail curling around her thigh as she waited and thought. Her ears were forward and he eyes alert, all senses coming to life more passionately than before. If anyone came this way, she wanted to see/hear/smell them before they saw/heard/smelled her. |