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- Tharin Lupei - 09-28-2012 [html] dated for tomorrow The hurricane was over, much to his relief. The dens had some flooding in them, but they were already drying out, as the ditch had done it's job. All the work that had been done had allowed their home to remain safe, though there were casualties. Prey was scarce as well, since they'd gone into hiding during the storm. There was no limit to dead animals though, and Tharin had no problem eating a dead squirrel that had been struck, or bringing in rabbits that had died for the rest of the pack.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 09-28-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene Yay for Bria threads
WC: 593 The sable female was concerned, it appeared that Deuce had gone missing in the time that she had been gone, apparently there had been some sort of hurricane ravage the lands while she had been away as well. Soran herself had seen plenty of fierce storms, but she had never witnessed a hurricane before, it seemed she was lucky to have never done so, many of the lands seemed affected by this huge storm that had rolled in, crushing everything in it's path. Many boughs had been broken from trees, some had even been ripped up by the roots it seemed, the ebony lady could not help but shudder at the very idea of what had happened here while she had been recovering. If only she had been here, she knew that there was nothing she could have done to help with the storm, she could not control the weather after all and it would be more than foolish for her to think that she could; but perhaps Deuce would have still been here, her pale lover with her bi-coloured eyes. Oh how she missed her, somehow she felt that the alabaster female's absence was all her fault, had she left because Soran was no longer around? Had she gone in search of her jet mate? Soran hoped not more than anything, for that might mean they would spend the rest of their lives searching for one another and constantly missing each opportunity to be together, in the same place, at the same time. How the green eyed fae wished her lover would just come home, come back where Soran knew that she would be safe. She needed to apologise for leaving at the very least, the dark female may never receive forgiveness for leaving so abruptly without saying goodbye, but it would cleanse her conscience to be able to say the words. Hopefully her mate would forgive her and they would be able to live out their days here, safe and happy, but for that to happen the pale female had to come back. Oh how Soran longed for her to come back. She padded across the lands at a gentle pace, her long legs moving her with ease, her four paws making no sound as each met the ground softly, a huntress' light step, something that had always come easily to the sable female. The wind teased at the feathers that adorned the side of her head and the two silver hoops in the tip of her left ear glittered in the weak sunlight, she was unsure whether or not she would be able to take them out. As the female padded across the lands her jade eyes fell upon a grey male in the near distance. He smelt of the pack and Soran smiled, that meant he would be able to be trusted. She approached at the same relaxed gait that she had been wandering with all morning, the early riser having been up since well before dawn, re-inspecting the lands that she had called home and was now calling home again. She bowed as she approached the male, lowering herself into a submissive posture, something which she found riled her, she had after all been the Betess of this pack once, however she could not expect to be given that position of authority back and so she was ready to be polite and respectful to those of a higher rank to her. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 09-28-2012 [html] Tharin lifted his head as a female approached him. She was old, with scars marking her body. Her eyes were still sharp though, and Tharin thought that she would live for a time yet before death came to claim her. She had pride in her step, but still managed to be respectful to him. That was good. He had enough dealing with those who chose to disrespect him, and was willing to strike back to those who misbehaved. The slight resentment in her eyes for the submission was ignored, sniffing her and catching Zalen's scent. She must have been just recently accepted.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 09-28-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene WC: 318 The sable female allowed herself to be sniffed by this tawny male before raising her head slightly, though she kept her tail and the rest of her body in a submissive stance; she was this wolf's elder, but she was still just a subordinate again, she was not about to behave badly in front of this more dominant male. She listened as he spoke, raising her gaze to look at him as he spoke, something she had always done, it was not meant as a challenge, simply she had been taught to look at those who were speaking, a politeness lesson that she had never forgotten, she caught herself and averted her gaze again, hoping that this male would realise what her real intent had been. He was the gamma was he? That was interesting, it seemed a lot had changed since she had been here last. At calling her elder she let out a small chuckle. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 09-29-2012 [html] i lost half my post in the last one! how did that happen? She stayed still as he sniffed curiously at her before raising her head, just as curious about him. It was an old ritual, but one that he trusted to tell him anything he needed to know. He could tell that she'd been sick recently and was recovering, for example. She was tough to have survived that at her age. Having her meet his eyes startled him slightly, his lips pulling back before she dropped her gaze again. Remembering that some canines actually looked at each other when speaking he relaxed, letting his lips lower again. He himself did that on occasion when he was relaxed and playing, and it meant nothing.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 09-29-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene I have no idea... how bizarre! Hmm... 'Souls does sometimes like to eat words I guess XD... Also Tharin was good to keep quiet on the age thing... XD
WC: 420 The male reacted badly to the sable female looking him in the face and so she decided that it would be better not to do it again, not all wolves were like Zalen, he did not mind her behaving like his equal at times, at least he hadn't in the past, when she had been the Beta, perhaps things would be different now, or perhaps he would always look kindly upon his adopted mother. Only time would tell she supposed. The dark female managed to sneak a glance at the male as she spoke, making sure to keep her eyes mostly averted from his face. He seemed surprised that she had been the Beta wolf, a smile played across her lips as she mused on this, so many wolves underestimated her, perhaps it was the advanced years that she was reaching now, though even when she had been young wolves underestimated her, it seemed that she was better at hiding the steel of her personality between the creamier, softer aspects. But it was true, beneath the motherly, soft exterior that this sable female possessed there was steel, enough steel to arm a battalion, she had needed to create it in order to survive. She listened as the male spoke once again, saying that he had been there long enough to prove his loyalty... it seemed that her question had struck a nerve after all, it seemed that this male thought that she had been weighing him up, perhaps wondering if she was deeming him good enough for the pack. She hoped the pack were not suspicious of her, she was the former Beta, but she was no longer in that role... she knew her place and would keep to it. Then the male asked a question that made the jet pelted wolf's heart sink, the business had been terrible and bloody, borne of grief and rage. For a moment she faltered, wondering if she should tell this near-stranger what had happened. But then again she treated her pack as family, family told one another the truth. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 09-29-2012 [html] out of character stuffs He felt incredibly inexperienced in comparison to this older wolf, and felt that he had to prove that he deserved the rank that older wolves would normally hold. He was calm and logical in his actions, but he still felt. When he thought about talking to a former beta and all that implied he had to wonder. Her face was expressive, even as it kept a cool calm that he wished he had control over. Tharin was a fairly even keeled male, but when he lost his temper it was quite expressive.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 09-30-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene WC: 514
The sable female had known what a foolish action it had been, marching across the lands in order to end the life of a bear, simply because it had killed her daughter. But there had been no other course of action in her mind, something darker than her usual personality had taken over, something which usually only stirred on the battlefields of war. She could not help herself, there had been too much loss recently, she had lost children, lovers, friends, a bloody battle had raged with Aniwaya only a few months before the bear's actions. She had had enough, somehow by killing the bear it made her feel like she had lashed back at death in a way, it felt like just for once she had bested the cold claws of whatever it was that took life away, she had struck back. She was so tired of losing those she cared about to old age, illness or injury. The ebony wolf was often a very peaceful wolf, she tried to be diplomatic, to be kind to those around her, to find peaceful solutions to whatever the pack was facing. But in this there was no diplomacy, one could not reason with a bloodthirsty bear, in the same way that she was unsure that she would be able to reason with Inferni. She may have made a rash decision when she had chosen to march off and kill the wolf, she had almost been killed in the process, but still she had felt that it was the right thing to do, she was no longer grief stricken after all, she was much better able to complete her duties now that she felt that she had avenged her daughter. The sable female stole another glance upwards at the younger male before lowering her eyes once more. She was interested in him, she wanted to know what was happening with the wolves in her pack, she wanted to know all about them, her hopeless need to mother everyone was showing through once again. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 09-30-2012 [html] feel free to ask him questions. Tharin tends to just say the bare minimum to anything. Tharin listened, nodding his head. He knew of hasty decisions. It was a hasty decision that had cost him his ear. He hadn't expected Amy to be so strong. At least Saki was safe, even if he now had to rely more strongly on his other senses. He had even done it for a similar reason, though his had been because of Kiara's grief, and not his own. He had done little more than add another burden to the pack unfortunately. His lesson had been learned though and he would not be acting out in haste like that again. Grief can be blinding. It spurs action when thinking would be better.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 10-02-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene Will do XD Sorry for the wait on the reply by the way.
WC: 719 The sable female was unsure of what to think about this male, after all he was her Gamma, but the feeling that he did not trust her because of her rash actions was one that she could not shake. Had she still been Beta she would have put in in his place, reminded him to respect his elders, but she would not do that, after all he was higher ranking that she was and he was a pack member and therefore family to to the sable female. She would never harm her family, especially if they were of a higher rank than her. She listened as he spoke, saying that grief called for action rather than thought, the way he mentioned thought made Soran bristle inside, she did not show any outward sign that what he had said had upset the dark female. The male spoke again and Soran nodded, he said that she should share her wisdom and she agreed, she wanted her pack to be strong, her pack was her family and she wanted them to know all that she did. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 10-02-2012 [html] out of character stuffs Tharin listened to Soran's soft words. They were definitely that of someone more used to battling with words, even if she had proven herself powerful enough to take out a bear without anyone else's help. He was impressed that she had survived, and not surprised at all that such an incident had lead to her taking so long to return. It had truly been luck that had allowed her to come back when doing something so foolish. It sounded rather like she was defending her actions now, something that surprised Tharin. Words cost little, and he had simply been agreeing as he had done something similar to her. You were not thinking clearly. Did she not just prove that herself?
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 10-03-2012 [html] Sorry for the wait on this reply <3 The sable female looked this male over in quiet contemplation, she did not raise her head enough to meet his gaze of course, keeping her stance slightly submissive as she gazed over him. He was silver in colour, with flecks of black running through it, he was rather intriguing to look at really, she could not help but wonder if the male was always this icy to the others in the pack though. She hoped that he was not, perhaps he was a wolf that needed to warm to others, to get to know them before opening up to them, or perhaps he was just the quiet type, perhaps this was not him being icy at all, but the sable female could not shake the feeling that he was not very keen on her. She listened as he spoke, he stated that she had not been thinking clearly. Well of course she hadn't, she had been blinded by grief and rage, but that was no reason for him to state that fact; she would not stand here and be chastised by someone who was close enough to be a complete stranger. She bristled internally, not allowing the annoyance she felt to be shown outwardly, she did not want this male to see it as a challenge, she had not come home to start any ill feeling between pack members after all. What Soran had said had been true, and perhaps she had had more regrets than most, but she had lived much longer than most as well, there had been so much in her past that had been unpleasant, though she did not wish for any of it to be changed, because if she had not been through all of her past experiences then she doubted that she would be the wolf she was today. The jade eyed female could not help but smile slightly as what she had said about being Zalen's adoptive mother sank in, a slight upwards flick of her eyes showed the male's own yellow eyes widening slightly as she spoke; she quickly averted her gaze once more. His response to the ebony female's next question was even less warm than the first one had been, she hoped more than anything that she had not upset the male. .freebaug42 b {font-weight:bold; color:#deb6ba; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.1em #ac5159; } .freebaug42 p {text-indent:0px; padding:6px 16px; margin:0px;} .freebaug42 {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#c58891; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/Zyd8h.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #520e0e; padding: 200px 0px 8px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#520e0e; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.5px; text-align:justify;} .freebaug42 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .freebaug42 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> WC: 619 [/html] Table by the wonderful Alli (Anu). - Tharin Lupei - 10-04-2012 [html] is fine She was right. Tharin felt that she had managed to miss his attempts to say that he understood. Her words were not as dry cut as his own, but the same point passed through it. He did not feel that she needed to justify herself in any way. She had been clouded by emotion and acted upon it, as many did in that state of mind. He just didn't reveal his own weakness and failure. He was higher ranked after all, and didn't feel secure revealing that he could be fallible to those that looked up to him. He wanted them to feel that he could be relied on.
<style type="text/css"> .tharee b {font-weight:bold; color:#341f06;} .tharee p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:0px;} .tharee {margin:0px auto; width:500px; background-color:#67501f; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/EMzGi.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #341f06; padding:360px 0px 5px 0px; font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#9e8b56; line-height:16px; text-align:justify; border-top-right-radius:60px;} .tharee p b:before { content: open-quote; } .tharee p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Soran Aatte - 10-04-2012 [html] she's quiet when she's down strangers from other towns
nowhere to be found on this side of the scene Sorry if Soran is being a grumpy boots XD
WC: 564 Soran was still unsure how to take this male, she felt a little uneasy, perhaps it was simply him not wanting to appear weak in front of someone who was lower in the ranks than he was, or perhaps he was always like that. The sable female was used to others coming to her and telling her their problems though, her age allowing her to provide them with guidance and hopefully good advice. It was something that she had always liked, feeling trusted by those around her and being able to trust them in return; in her eyes a pack was a family and she was always happy to fall into the role of mothering and grand-mothering those around her, she quickly learned to love the wolves around her dearly. She hoped that this male would see this in her and learn to trust her, even if it was only a little bit at a time. She managed a weak smile and she glanced at him again. If nothing else then Zalen trusted this male enough to make him the Gamma of the pack and so Soran would trust him for that, she just hoped that the male would learn to trust her too. The male seemed to accept her apology and that allowed the jet pelted lady to relax a little, perhaps he was not quite so cross and disappointed with her as she had first thought; perhaps she had not offended him as she thought that she had. As the male spoke Soran raised her head to look at him, but she kept her ears and tail in the submissive posture of a subordinate talking to a Gamma. He seemed a little confused by what she had said, saying that he had always lived like this; she supposed that meant that he had always lived as a four legged wolf in packs that behaved very much like this one, the sable female nodded in understanding to his reply. He then said that he had never lived with two legged wolves and asked her if that was what she had meant, Soran nodded again, licking her lips to moisten them before explaining. <style type="text/css"> .sorspring b {font-weight:bold; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow:1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .sorspring {margin:0 auto; width:500px; background-color:#f0dec0; background-image:url(http://i.imgur.com/b55wo.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #776f61; border-radius:30px; padding: 10px 0px 270px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#776f61; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:15px; text-align:justify;} .sorspring .words {text-align:center; font-size:20px; font-family:'Delius Unicase'; padding:0px 0px 10px; line-height:20px; color:#613456; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 1px 1px 2px #776f61; } .sorspring .ooc {margin:5px 0px 5px 0px; font-style:italic; letter-spacing:1px; text-align:center; width:100%;}</style> - Tharin Lupei - 10-06-2012 She listened very loudly. Tharin wasn't too sure how to react to her. It was almost as if she was waiting for him to do something, but he didn't know what she expected. She did nod at his words. It was hard to sort through her meanings. Her words were smooth, flowing as they explained everything. Soran seemed slightly nervous, or perhaps just warming up to her subject as she licked at her lips and began to talk. It didn't seem that he'd understood the nature that she meant with his best attempt. Humans? The luperci lived like humans? The line between the two leggers in the tales he had heard growing up and the luperci grew smaller at that mention, wondering how much he could know of humans just by watching the two legged wolves. She listed off the various human customs, his eyes beginning to glaze as he struggled to keep up and take in all the new information she was telling him. When she did finally stop Tharin was ready to roll over and surrender, just so he wouldn't have to hear anymore. I hunt and patrol mostly. I watch Saki to make sure she doesn't get into any harm. - Soran Aatte - 10-13-2012 [html]
- Tharin Lupei - 10-14-2012 [html] out of character stuffs The elderly wolf seemed to be warming up to the subject. She must be used to being a mentor. When she reached the rank of elder Tharin was sure she'd be happy there, telling tales to the youth and imparting her wisdom to those who required it. The sharp eyes focused on him as he spoke, listening with a high intensity. He was going to have to get used to how intense her focus was on whatever she chose to give her attention to.
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- Tharin Lupei - 10-20-2012 [html] out of character stuffs His eyes widened with surprise as Soran spoke. You know her? He hadn't expected such a thing. Again, the mention of Amy being kind surprised Tharin. It wasn't the first time he'd heard tales about how Amy had helped a pack mate here or there, or that she had done something to convince them that she was truly compassionate. Saki's paw was proof however. Tharin no longer believed that she would heal.
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