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- Terra - 10-15-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 Her pups had gone off exploring in the safety of the pack. Terra didn't feel that she had to keep too close an eye on them with all the various members that were about. They could cause some trouble, but not enough for her to have to deal with blood and the like. Lazily she dug through her stuff on her bed, sorting through the items. There was the purple skirt from Strel, and there was her yellow scarf that she'd nicked from Strel, and there was some lovely jewelry she'd stolen from the festival. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] - Pascal Sadira - 10-15-2012 [html] WC: 000, OOC:
He'd intended to stay close to the Hotel, but the young pups sense of adventure and his lack of awareness of his surroundings had served to take him further away from the small patch of the outside world that he knew. The day before, he'd gone 'gathering' with Mama, which really consisted of Pascal roaming around in the undergrowth and finding something, anything of interest. Today had been no different, aside from the absence of his Mama. He'd only meant to go outside the Hotel where Mama and Papa could see him if they wanted to and Eugene could join him if his brother so desired. .paschem1 b {color:#718b34;} .paschem1 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px;} .paschem1 {font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; color:#6d8f42; letter-spacing:.1pt; line-height:9pt; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #698e41; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 22fcd5.jpg); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#97b457; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .paschem1bord {width:503px; border:1px solid #698e41; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #698e41; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #5D5D5D;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 10-15-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 A heart broken wail brought Terra's head up. While her pups had the freedom to go where they wanted to she always made sure she could find them if she needed to. The current plaintive cry sounded like one of them was hurt, and badly. The fact that the cry was more distinctively that of a wolf than the broken cries of a hybrid didn't occur to her, abandoning her toys to rush over. Her bracelets jingled as she sprinted over, letting out soft yips to let her pup know that she was coming. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] - Pascal Sadira - 10-15-2012 [html] WC: 000, OOC:
She would be here soon, he knew it. She had to be- she always came when he called. As his plaintive cry came to an end, the little boy lowered his head and gave another squeaking call, quieter this time. He didn't know where he was and he'd told Mama that he wouldn't go far from the Hotel and he clearly had. Worry was beginning to rise in the boy, his little body shaking. Dark brown ears caught the sound of a strange yipping that didn't sound a thing like Mama, but he perked up. Maybe it was her! .paschem1 b {color:#718b34;} .paschem1 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px;} .paschem1 {font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; color:#6d8f42; letter-spacing:.1pt; line-height:9pt; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #698e41; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 22fcd5.jpg); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#97b457; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .paschem1bord {width:503px; border:1px solid #698e41; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #698e41; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #5D5D5D;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 10-15-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 The pup was shaking now. Whatever had happened must have truly terrified him. Nestling down she nuzzled the pup, hoping that he would calm down. It's alright, nothing's going to hurt you. She wouldn't let anything do that. He might not be her pup, but he belonged to the pack, so she would care for him. He seemed frozen stiff, making no sound at all. She tried to be patient, tail swaying behind her as she waited for the pup to speak. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] - Pascal Sadira - 10-15-2012 [html] WC: 000, OOC:
The females nose came down and touched him, sending a jolt of ice through the little boys body. It didn't feel right, not like his Mama's silken hands or his fathers strong grip or the rough nudge of his brother. He didn't like it, but it was gone as quickly as it had come and Pascal was able to breath once more. His breath came in pants though and he felt the tremble that had shaken his body before overtake. Her voice, however, was kind as she tried to reassure him and he was inclined to believe that he was safe. She may not have been Mama, but surely she could take him back to Mama. .paschem1 b {color:#718b34;} .paschem1 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px;} .paschem1 {font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; color:#6d8f42; letter-spacing:.1pt; line-height:9pt; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #698e41; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 22fcd5.jpg); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#97b457; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .paschem1bord {width:503px; border:1px solid #698e41; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #698e41; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #5D5D5D;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 10-19-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 He kept on shaking. How long had he been lost and wandering for before he set up that dreadful howl? Pascal was lucky Terra had been close by to come and help. A yelp of protest broke from the pup as she scooped him up and began to head over the grounds. He was terrified, a rather curious reaction. She had already stated that he was safe. Well, they didn't know each other very well. Terra knew his scent and who he belonged to, but they hadn't spent much time together as she had been firmly wrapped up in her own pups. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] - Pascal Sadira - 10-20-2012 [html] WC: 000, OOC:
The trembles racing through his body did not lesson despite the icy discomfort shaking loose. His instinct as a puppy was to scramble away, get away, but strong arms kept him in place and a desire to be returned to his mother over-rode this instinctive desire for freedom. So he remained, blue and green eye wide and body curled up as much as he could. The female's words caused him to dart a look up, a sharp and quick movement that was quick to be corrected, before he retained his front-looking position. Terra. He nodded once, accepting her name silently. He could at least name his rescuer when he regaled his mother with this tale later on. .paschem1 b {color:#718b34;} .paschem1 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px;} .paschem1 {font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; color:#6d8f42; letter-spacing:.1pt; line-height:9pt; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #698e41; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 22fcd5.jpg); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#97b457; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .paschem1bord {width:503px; border:1px solid #698e41; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #698e41; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #5D5D5D;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 10-22-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 At least Pascal wasn't giving her any trouble. He wasn't fighting her grip or ready to launch himself out there without a minute's notice. He was still shaking, and had curled up pretty tightly in her arms. Terra couldn't calm him unfortunately. She didn't know why he was so uncomfortable, and thought that taking him home was her best bet. Pascal did glance up at her name, Terra meeting his mismatched eyes with slight curiosity. She hadn't seen eyes like that very often. Shadow had such a set. Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] - Pascal Sadira - 10-22-2012 [html] WC: 000, OOC:
The answer his saviour gave didn't make too much sense to the boy. As a youngster and one who had spent a minimal time outside, the only authority he knew was his parents and the word 'Alpha' held no meaning to him. Neither did the word Lunenburg, but it was stored in his brain for perhaps another time. He might stumble across it another time and recognise the name it had been given, but for now it was simply stored for later use. He remained in Terra's arms, trying his hardest to remain still. .paschem1 b {color:#718b34;} .paschem1 p {text-indent:30px; padding:0px 10px 0px 10px; margin: 0px 0px 5px 0px;} .paschem1 {font-family:verdana; font-size:11px; color:#6d8f42; letter-spacing:.1pt; line-height:9pt; padding:200px 0px 5px 0px; border:1px solid #698e41; background-image:url(http://i910.photobucket.com/albums/ac30 ... 22fcd5.jpg); background-position: top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-color:#97b457; width:500px; text-align:justify; } .paschem1bord {width:503px; border:1px solid #698e41; -webkit-box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #698e41; box-shadow: 5px 5px 5px #5D5D5D;} </style>[/html] - Terra - 10-22-2012 [html] OOC Word Count → 000 She hadn't expected the sudden struggle. He'd been so calm and still. Her grip shifted, doing her best to hold onto the pup as he wriggled around. They were at the hotel, sure, but they still hadn't located either of Pascal's parents. It was no use. He broke free and was off, sliding through the mud. Terra stepped forwards, wanting to still keep an eye on him. He was off and running though, leaving a rather bewildered coyote standing behind. What was up with him? Table Template by the Mentors! <style>.greenleaf p {padding:2px 0px;margin:0px; text-indent:25px;} .greenleaf .ooc {font-style:italic; font size:11px; color:#207E06;} .greenleaf b {font-weight:bold; color:#207E06; letter-spacing-1px; text-shadow:#339900 0px 0px 5px;} .greenleaf {background-color:#C0E07F; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v434/ ... eaf4-1.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; font-family: tahoma, Geneva, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#2A9604; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:481px; text-align:justify; margin:0px auto; border:1px solid #2A9604;} .greenleaf .inner {margin:290px 5px 5px 5px; padding:15px; background-image:url(http://soulsrpg.com/images/pride/templa ... ate_bg.png); border:none;} p.template-credit {text-indent:0px; text-align:center; font-size:10px; font-style:italic; width:425px; text-align:center; margin:0px auto;}</style>[/html] |