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- Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-14-2012 [html] WC: 508 OOC: Everyone is welcome to come and join in with a feast. Please allow Saul to be the first on to post after me then it's free posting from here on out! It was the middle of the day when she got to the pack of her family. She and the horses were tired, especially since Grace herself was now dragging a full grown deer on a Travois, though she only had to drag it a few miles. Eclipse didn’t start to hunt until just before she came to the boarders, that way it would be easier to get the carcass to where she wanted. Then there was a matter of a second hunt which was fine with her she would help drag that one, she knew from Sauls’ letter that there were many in his pack. So once she got to the edge on the boarders she was greeted by the man enthusiastically who helped her bring in her prize catches, both shot down with the skills of her bow and arrows. Eclipse was shown where to settle down to get started, which was just outside The meat was skinned and prepared, the pelts saved for whoevever wanted them. Eclipse had no experience in leather crafting, just taking off the skins. She was a cook after all. And she prepared and cooked the meal out in the open. Letting those help her in the smallest of ways but initially making it her own project because it was them she was here to celebrate. There was now a great big bonfire and the smell of cooking deer meat. she was covering it in its own fat to give it more taste, mixed with different types of herbs, though she left many portions uncooked as well as unseasoned. Most wolves had a wide veriety of taste and she would not force them to eat her cooking. Saul brought out a table so that she could lay the meat for anyone to grab and take. Also she lay out various gifts of all shapes and sizes from jewlery of all kinds, neckleces, bracelets, earrings, rings, as well as leathers of many shapes and sizes, as well as many different working and fighting tools that one could use. Not to mention medicines and different medicinal stuff that one could use to help with a wound. There were many things available and they were free to the public of Vintatta She was silent as she worked and by the time she was done the sun was beginning to set and the fire itself was the largest souce of light in the vacinity. As Eclipse was no good at speeches she didn’t even bother to make one, Saul could if he wished but all she had to say was. “Your food awaits!” To those who were there and she would allow Saul to do what he needed to, to let others know of the whole festivities. She was proud of herself in the whole time it took her just to get from her home to here and to be able to cook a fine meal. She would have been selfish and just got something for her own family but that would have been a slap in the face, so she felt it best to do it for the whole of the pack. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 07-14-2012 [html] 14.07.12 . 8pm . jordheim . optime form. It had been a week since that terrible call had risen into the sky, followed just a few minutes later by Lilin's commanding summons. They'd arrived to find Colibri curled up against her sister, broken and terrified. Her attack had been random, but dangerously close to home and the young Virding had picked up his slack on patrolling the borders. Niernan had been a good support and Bran had been more than happy to help out. No-one else had been attacked, but he found himself watching Coli carefully from afar. She'd changed the 'F' on her chest into a Norse rune and Saul had found himself proud that she'd been able to make the mark her own. word count → 582 ;; image © Fir0002/Flagstaffotos ;; table by lin .saul-owlooc {font-style:italic; color:#000000;} .saul-owlcred {font-style:italic; color:#000000; text-align:right; font-size:9px;} .saul-owl p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .saul-owl b {color:#D1C2B9; text-shadow: 0.0em 0.0em 0.1em #5C4633; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .saul-owl {font-family: georgia; font-size:12px; color:#5C4633; letter-spacing:.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:450px;} .saul-owlinner{background-color:#9D7C5E; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... aulbot.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; width:450px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 07-14-2012 [html] WC:: 911 - Derpy boys In only one week Niernan had circled the pack lands more times than he cared to count; his patrols had been stepped up a level. He and his brother had become nigh on inseparable as he found that Bran was the best patrol companion for him. His brother had really stepped up to the plate after the attack on Colibri, committing himself to the patrols and the protection of the Aeska, while still maintaining his happy attitude, helping to bring cheer to others in the pack. Nier couldn't stop the smile that spread across his muzzle as he and Bran strolled back to their houses after their sweeping circuit of the packlands. Not long ago their noses had been set twitching by the smell of cooking meat, both had figured that someone was preparing a cooked dinner for once, but when Sauls howl rang out the boys glanced at each other. Bran shrugged, "I say we go in a sec, I need to change out of these shorts and splash some water on my fur." Niernan nodded, padding through the opening his faded yellow front door usually shielded, as Bran pushed open the flaky green door directly opposite. It took Niernan mere moments to strip out of his grey shorts, kicking them aside as he scooped up the battered wooden bucket that he had commandeered from somewhere. The bucket was filled with water which sloshed noisily as he made his way to the front door again, he stood just outside his house and upended the bucket over his head. He sighed happily as the cold water soothed his hot skin, icy rivulets running through his fur. He rubbed his hand-paws through his now wet fur, shaking free droplets that glinted in the fading sunlight. A shiver overtook his body and he shook, sending water flying from his fur, his wooden pendants clacking together. .neicait03 .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family: verdana; font-size:9px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; } .neicait03 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .neicait03 b {color:#5d342c; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#090504 0px 1px 0px; } .neicait03 {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/6bS9l.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:4px solid #56322c; margin:0 auto; border-radius:20px; font-family: verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:520px; text-align:justify;margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;} .neicait03 .inner {margin:312px 25px 15px 25px; padding:12px; background-image:url(imageurl); -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; border-top-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;; border:0px solid #000000; height:215px; overflow:auto;} </style> - Colibri Haki - 07-14-2012 [html]
WC: 752 -party down! =D
Saul's summoning howl resounded clearly through the evening air, drawing her attention. Coli touched the wooden Frithr pendant she wore around her throat for comfort, peering in the direction her leader's voice had come from. He did not sound upset or even particularly commanding, which relieved her initial anxiety; there was no threat at their borders tonight, nothing she needed to fear. Curious, she rose to her feet, brushing the soil from her knees out of habit. It was getting too dark for gardening anyway, and she wondered what news he wanted to share with them. She could use some uplifting words, something to look forward to. As she slowly made her way through the quiet village, her questing nose caught the aroma of cooking meat, a rare treat. Was it to be a feast? The thought invoked a flicker of excitement, and her bobtail stirred behind her, quickening her pace. She had not been eating well lately, having felt too sickly to shift down and hunt properly for herself. She hoped there would be enough meat for her to partake in the meal; the pack's population had surged recently, and many of the formerly empty houses she was passing by were now claimed by new residents.
Coli saw the merry light of the bonfire dancing in the shadows, and knew she had reached the gathering. The scent of venison was everywhere, herbs and roasted meat making her mouth water. Whoever had done the cooking must have been at it all day, and they had a wonderful talent for drawing out the natural flavor. Coli had not partaken in deer for many seasons; as a small lone wolf, deer were too dangerous for her to hunt, not to mention her own personal feelings about them. She liked deer more than any other animal, but she was not above joining in this tantalizing feast. As she made her way to the table, she caught a glimpse of their chef, and her face brightened into a wide smile. "Eclipse!" she called out, waving to her niece as she approached. Conor's daughter had kept her promise and returned to visit! Not only that, but true to her word, she had brought her talent for hunting and cooking to share with them all. It was a relief that she had not been accosted in the neutral territory; had the threat vanished? She fell silent when Saul rose to address them all, bridling with pride when Eclipse was introduced. It seemed she had chosen the Cercatori pack after all; they would have to catch up later, once there were not so many others around. Saul caught her eye sympathetically, and she smiled meekly at him, appreciative that he would think of her even now. She wanted to spend as much time with Eclipse as she could, though, even if the gathering got as noisy as she expected it would. Bran and Niernan would surely enjoy the festivities, loudly and boisterously as was their nature. It was good to just have a break from her own thoughts, the darkness that had been creeping into her daily life. An unexpected reprieve was just what she needed. - Temeraire Stormbringer - 07-15-2012 [html]
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Despite being asked to stay out of Eclipse's way today, Temeraire had found umpteen reasons to walk past her bonfire, watch her cooking, wondering why she did this and how she'd done that. His cousin, as all were referred to who shared his last name in some form despite Eclipse being his second cousin once removed or something equally as ridiculous, was an enigma to the boy. The Solbjorg did not exactly exist in his mind- his family were here and the Stormbringers stuck together. Many times over the past hours he'd wished to ask her why she didn't live with them, home was with family. He figured it might have come across as rude though, so late afternoon had found him wrestling with Elias to see if his rust coloured friend could tell him. Eli didn't really understand about big families- for as long as the boy could remember it had only ever been him and his dad. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Niernan Stormbringer - 07-15-2012 [html] WC::188 - This is a terrible post If Bran and Niernan had wanted to hear a reply from Eclipse they couldn't have if they wanted to as Temeraire bounded into the clearing and pounced on Brans leg. His brothers knee buckled as Teme barrelled into it, taking both Bran and Niernan to the floor. Nier managed to roll away from his brother, avoiding being caught in the pile of Bran and Teme. He laughed loudly and jumped on top of his brother again, wrestling with the caramel coloured man. Bran protested with a whine, "Why are ya beating on me brother? It was Teme that tripped us!" Niernan shrugged, and said, "'Cos I like beating on you brother, it's fun." With that Bran rose up and tossed Niernan away from him, he pounced on the darker Stormbringer and they rolled on the floor together, trading light punches and letting little growls rumble from their throats. .neicait03 .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family: verdana; font-size:9px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; } .neicait03 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .neicait03 b {color:#5d342c; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#090504 0px 1px 0px; } .neicait03 {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/6bS9l.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:4px solid #56322c; margin:0 auto; border-radius:20px; font-family: verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:520px; text-align:justify;margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;} .neicait03 .inner {margin:312px 25px 15px 25px; padding:12px; background-image:url(imageurl); -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; border-top-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;; border:0px solid #000000; height:215px; overflow:auto;} </style> - Eclipse Soulstorm - 07-16-2012 [html] WC: 318 OOC: Wewt! Look at the family! Eclipse supposed it was good that she decided to come and make this feast for it seemed the pack needed it and Saul’s explanation and worry only made Eclipse smile and reassure him she was fine and would be. She could defend herself well enough and had learned how to hide herself from prying predators especially when it came to getting close to Salsola or any other place she deemed worthy of hiding from. Once Saul gave the howl many came to the open area and she noticed two men playing around that she hadn’t met before and then Colibri, then the pup she almost didn’t recognize came to view and she grinned heartily when the pup bounced on the men and again started the play fight. She smiled and waved to Colibri. She watched as the boys had their play fight and was giggling. It seemed there was at least a bit of a show as well. “It is good to see you again Colibri, enjoy your food I know we have much to catch up on.” She said then turned to the men who were taking a break from their wrestling match. “It is good to see you Temeraire, the last time we met you were only just a little puppy!” She said in surprise as the boy had grown quite a bit since she saw him last and it was amazing to see how much he had grown. It was amazing and made her wish she had been around when he was growing up. He still had growing to do but she knew that she would be in Cercatori living her own life. She looked over at her “father” and grinned. “I think I came at a good time. I am happy I did decide to come now.” She said with great satisfaction. .freetable1 b {font-weight:bold; color:#fff;} .freetable1 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 15px; margin:0px;} .freetable1 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#7BB675; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/AeAfO.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #1F571A; -moz-border-radius: 15px; border-radius: 15px; padding: 130px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3B7835; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Sura - 07-17-2012 [html] LUPUS Form
- Colibri Haki - 07-20-2012 [html]
WC: 525 This is weird for a vegetarian to write. xD
Colibri was a reserved and shy female, but etiquette had no place in devouring prey. She dug in ravenously, voracious hunger causing her fangs to tear off chunks of cooked meat and swallow them whole. The buzz of conversation faded out as she worked her way through the large piece of venison, licking her greasy fingers clean as she finished. It was delicious, the best meal she could remember ever partaking in. Like most wolves, her prey was consumed as soon as it was caught, raw and furry. These days she rarely caught anything larger than a rabbit, so this was really special. She hoped there would be leftovers, so that she could come back tomorrow and get her fill again. It was only once her stomach was heavy with food that she let her surroundings filter back to her senses. Bran, Niernan, and Temeraire were roughhousing around in the grass, booming laughter and playful growls attracting a lot of attention. Coli's ears flicked, and she thought she heard another little voice further from the clearing, but it was too faint to make out the words. It reminded her of the youngest addition to their pack, Sura, whom she met several days ago when she wrecked the herb garden. Surely the energetic pup would enjoy a meet and greet like this. Coli peered out into the pine trees, but did not see any black and white fur peeking back. The table had been festooned with gifts of another sort, hand crafted jewelry and leather trinkets to name a few. Perhaps she would pick of some of the shiny ones as a gift for the puppy; they usually liked pretty things to wear around. She could also look around for Ciaran, Niernan's faithful cat, and see if he would take meat from her hand. It seemed like his wolf partner was a bit preoccupied at the moment, and when they were first introduced, the young cat had taken a nap and had not really interacted with her. Feeling a bit more sluggish now that her hunger was sated, Coli moved back to the table to take a closer look at the offerings from Cercatori to Vinátta. - Niernan Stormbringer - 07-20-2012 [html] WC:: 482 - Silly Bran and Nier. Everyone feel free to play with Ciaran, for this thread you can freely reference him, play with him and have a full on conversation if ya want. He is fluent in High Speech now. Air was forcibly pushed from his lungs as Bran threw him forward and he landed hard on his chest in the dirt. His muzzle hit the floor just after his chest, the impact closing his jaw with a clearly audible click. He opened his eyes as the dust cloud settled around his head and his cyan eyes were left peering into the bushes at the edge of the clearing. His eyes widened initially as he saw a clump of shadows and light with lilac orbs before he realised that it wasn't some unusual beast, but their newest Aeska Sura. A crushed grin spread across his muzzle, the grin somehow squished by his position on the floor. "Sura! He cried the puppies name, hoping that he could entice her to play, he knew from experience that pups liked to play. He thought quickly of a way to get the pup interested, he remembered that at their first meeting she had babbled a load of nonsense, but he also recalled that she seemed to have an amazing imagination. .neicait03 .ooc {font-style:italic; font-family: verdana; font-size:9px; border-bottom:2px dotted #000000; } .neicait03 p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .neicait03 b {color:#5d342c; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#090504 0px 1px 0px; } .neicait03 {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/6bS9l.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:4px solid #56322c; margin:0 auto; border-radius:20px; font-family: verdana; font-size:10px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:520px; text-align:justify;margin:0 auto; box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -moz-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d; -webkit-box-shadow:2px 2px 3px #1d1d1d;} .neicait03 .inner {margin:312px 25px 15px 25px; padding:12px; background-image:url(imageurl); -webkit-border-top-left-radius: 20px; -webkit-border-bottom-left-radius: 20px; -moz-border-radius-topleft: 20px; -moz-border-radius-bottomleft: 20px; border-top-left-radius: 20px; border-bottom-left-radius: 20px;; border:0px solid #000000; height:215px; overflow:auto;} </style> - Saul Stormbringer - 07-20-2012 [html] <333 His glance was given to Eclipse, a silent wish for her not to be nervous. Temeraire had left his new found cousin alone in the later hours of the afternoon and Saul had been more than content to allow his 'daughter' to do as she wished. Saul himself had had a few things he'd needed to catch up on, updating his list of to-do's, crossing off those that he was pleased he'd done. As a leader, he had duties, but in himself there were things he needed to do. Like practising skills he was shaky on, including his weaving abilities and his archery could always use honing. He also tried hard to schedule in times where he went out to visit Hermes and Artan, made sure to groom and fuss them as well as take them both out for a ride. It was difficult to find time with Eirias sometimes, but Saul knew he should spend more with the bird. word count → 710 ;; image © Fir0002/Flagstaffotos ;; table by lin .saul-owlooc {font-style:italic; color:#000000;} .saul-owlcred {font-style:italic; color:#000000; text-align:right; font-size:9px;} .saul-owl p {padding:0px 20px 5px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .saul-owl b {color:#D1C2B9; text-shadow: 0.0em 0.0em 0.1em #5C4633; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .saul-owl {font-family: georgia; font-size:12px; color:#5C4633; letter-spacing:.2px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:15px; text-align: justify; margin:0px auto; margin:5px auto; width:450px;} .saul-owlinner{background-color:#9D7C5E; background-image:url(http://i1088.photobucket.com/albums/i32 ... aulbot.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 150px 0px; width:450px; border-radius:10px; -moz-border-radius:10px; -webkit-border-radius:10px; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Temeraire Stormbringer - 07-20-2012 [html]
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His giant body smashed into his Uncle Bran's and it was evidently clear that Temeraire wasn't really aware of how big he'd grown. He was, for all intents and purposes, still used to being small, hurled around by his Uncles, running into things and having them stay still. He honestly didn't expect his Uncle to topple, the brothers breaking apart at the last moment so that they did not land in a heap. His loud laugh was still a little high pitched, the excited squeak of a puppy while he was considered an adolescent now. His whole back end seemed to wriggle from side to side as he pounced forward, puppy growls trying to permeate his Uncle's rough-housing. He was more than happy to gang up on one of them when they were beating on each other- he'd heard Niernan's words about him being the one to have tripped them before Bran attacked him again. #artTXT { font-family:'trebuchet ms', tahoma, geneva, sans-serif; font-size:13px; width:95%; margin:0px auto; line-height:18px; } #artTXT p { text-indent:50px; padding:0; margin:10px 0; } #artTXT p.sieImage { text-align:center; text-indent:0; font-size:11px; font-style:italic; float:left; margin:5px; } #artTXT .txtooc { text-align:left; font-size:12px; font-family:georgia, serif text-transform:none; line-height:16px; font-weight:normal; } #artTXT .txtooc .word { font-weight:bold; font-family:arial, helvetica, sans-serif; font-style:normal;} #artTXT b { letter-spacing:-.5px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 12px; } #artTXT u { text-decoration: underline; } #artTXT b:before { content: open-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b:after { content: close-quote; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size: 15px; } #artTXT b.npc { letter-spacing:.5px; font-style:italic; font-weight:normal; } </style>[/html] - Sura - 07-23-2012 [html] LUPUS Form
- Ezra Rosen - 07-25-2012 [html] Late Ezra is late. (515.) The husky had been brooding again. The summer had never been easy for him, with his heavy double coat that never seemed to full fall off, and his inability to catch bigger game without the help of his mate anymore. Ezra’s size had almost fully returned to its size since he was in the Kingdom, he wasn’t starving anymore; the pack had helped him and his son nourish themselves and their skeletal frames had disappeared months ago. But still, the male had found it hard to eat. Coli’s attack had done a number on him both in his head and to his body. He had spent more time than he had ever before in any pack patrolling the borders for any sign of strangers. When a joiner appeared, however, he let the higher-ranked members take care of that. He had no interest in acting nice to those he was unfamiliar with. Ezra was paranoid for his son, his friend, his pack. Ezra wouldn’t let himself get hurt again by anyone. But now, he sulked in his home, not even lifting his head after hearing a stranger’s call. The secui sat hunched as he always did when he brooded, his back against the wall. Eli was out and about as usual, so the cynical man had been by himself for most of the day. He hadn’t hunted since the day Coli was attacked, and admittedly the man’s stomach was growling at the thought of a pack feast. He sighed, curling up on his bed of furs again. His mind wandered back to the love of his life, the woman who betrayed him. Her silver fur glinted in sunlight, but her face was slowly slipping away from him. The coy-wolf was now barely a memory in his skull, yet still he harbored all this hate, hate that prevented him from joining his comrades in a feast. Ezra, you’re being an idiot, his mind said to himself, and the hybrid couldn’t help but agree with that voice after minutes debating whether to go or not. He was starving, and more than anything he hoped he could see how Coli was feeling. After some time, the hybrid raised himself from his bed (though slower than usual, his joints had started hurting recently). He trotted over to the source of the commotion, following the scent trails of those already there. Eli’s scent was in that direction as well, so the Hollr quickened his pace. Most of the pack members he knew were there already, including some strangers. The feast had already started but Ezra knew that and would wait until those who got there first were done, including Eli. The soft-spoken male nodded silently to Lilin and Saul, and said a quiet Thank you, to the brown woman who seemed to have the seat of honor here. She smelled like a Stormbringer. This brought a small smile to the quiet man’s maw as he finally took his place next to the carcass, scarfing everything down with the ravenous pace of his packmates. .freebjuly27 b {font-weight:bold; color:#f48335; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #254e27; } .freebjuly27 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .freebjuly27 {margin:0 auto; width:484px; background-color:#04b96a; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/7YD8K.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 140px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#0b052c; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .freebjuly27 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freebjuly27 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Saul Stormbringer - 07-26-2012 [html] This thread will be closed and archived on 30th July, so get your last posts in, claim a present from Eclipse and eat some more! The commotion that Niernan, Bran and Temeraire seemed to carry with them at all times held Saul's attention. He couldn't, at first, figure out what was going on. He had heard of Sura, but he had yet to meet Nahyt and Hael's young relative. The way Niernan and Temeraire were trying to lure the pup out was comical at best and Saul could feel a soft laugh escaping him. He once again felt a pang of longing- Lilin wasn't here and neither was Grace and he knew they would have liked to have joined them. Passing the bottle of wine onwards, Saul took a deep breath and picked at the haunch that he'd chosen. 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Nier's a sucker. 7 pts With Sura's swift exit Niernan let out a half huff, half whine, letting his body go limp under Bran and Teme's weight. He was still for only a second before bucking wildly once, Bran lifted off of his back for a moment allowing for him to roll over and launch himself at his brother. Brans back thudded against the ground and a harsh breath escaped him, his mahogany eyes questioning. Niernan shrugged, laughter bubbling from his lips, "I'm hungry." He stated simply. He gestured towards the food, noticing that most of it was now gone, taken in their extended playtime. 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