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- Pendzez Zazkex - 10-31-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 406 The cliffs had their pride of standing on the beach side, letting the waves jump up as high as it can. The cliffs being a barrier to the lands from those who would try to attack via ocean. Atop the cliffs was a very old tree. Old, but strong holding. Looking at it, it doesn't seem to have obtained any damage, though it looks like it was falling apart. However, it hasn't lost a piece yet. A strong tree it was indeed. It was also a favourite place to came to to listen to the ways for a young wolf. A white wolf who only knew where to find it. It was place to come to freely, but the paths were blocked off by rocks or too much under growth. This white wolf however, always knew how to get there. It wasn't far from where he used to live in Bâtons et Pierres. The forest surrounding it were getting ready for the winter seasons, with leaves changing color to suit the seasons. The breeze blew softly as it sounded like it was telling a story of an ancient wolf, or something that would come to the wind's mind, if it had one. On a branch extending out into the ocean on the old strong tree sat the white wolf Pendzez. He looked out into the ocean while holding an instrument that had strings. By the looks, it looked like a musical instrument, possibly a harp. He sat there with his fingers playing the strings calmly with his voice going. Swallowed up in the sound of my screaming Cannot cease for the fear of silent nights Oh how I long for the deep sleep dreaming The goddess of imaginary light In my field of paper flowers And candy clouds of lullaby I lie inside myself for hours And watch my purple sky fly over me I linger in the doorway Of alarm clock screaming Monsters calling my name Let me stay Where the wind will whisper to me Where the raindrops As they're falling tell a story If you need to leave the world you live in Lay your head down and stay awhile Though you may not remember dreaming Something waits for you breathe again After the lyrics, he chanted calmly, letting the breeze carry it far across the planet. To other packs and tribes so they could here the symphonic poem of the white wolf. - Ember Phoenix - 11-01-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-02-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 280 The white wolf removed his hand from the strings to let the breeze do their work. It would carry it to far distances. However, a scent came to his nose. A scent of a an Esper Hollow wolf. He started to wonder if it was Kaden, bt it had a female scent to it. He looked down. No one was there. So, mabye it was at the bottom of the cliff, because no one but Pendzez knew the way to the old tree on the top of the cliffs. He jumped down off the branch to the edge of the cliff. He looked down and saw the female, so seemed to be wondering around the coast. It was an odd place to go to as a getaway, but what he to argue. He sat down at the edge as he continued to look down. He then started to place the strings again while looking out into the sunset. A sympony for the sunset was a perfect way to end the day. This tune, however, was different to the tune he was previously playing. this tune had a more soothing tune to it. Something that would break the ice on some things betwwen other people. He didn't mind if the female heard it. Perhaps she might find it pleasent. Well, it wouldn't the first anyone would say that. Others found his tune to be well to listen to. Something to keep them relaxed. He started to play again, going to a more Eternal tune. That sounded like a tune that was sort of the last part of thing, or the death of a friend. Either way, a good symphonic tune it was. - Ember Phoenix - 11-02-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-02-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 314 At first, the tree was bountiful with leaves and fruits, even the birds found this tree a sanctuary. Now, it's dead, dried up, the moisture literally taken out. Once it died like this, itcouldn't absorb anything, not even any kind of liquid. Though dead, it was still a tough tree. The branches are still strong to hold any weight. The animals around the place climbs the tree to get away. Some see it as a play tree. Pendzez at a young age enjoy play at this tree, climbing it, especially during the sunset to see it's majestic beauty. In the daytime, the leaves would protect the white wolf from the blazing heat of the sun on those hot days. the fruits there were a little snack. However, that was all in the past. Now, like mentioned before, it has died, but still remains on the cliff top. The scent of the female seem to be getting close, like it was climing up the hill. He looked down and barely saw the wolf trying to climb the rocky cliff. Well, she a way to climb, not to mention if she had curiousity. Pendzez moved back to the trunk, leaning on it for a rest. His strings he put on his belt. his spear was on the ground, but he felt that he wasn't going to need it. His instincts told him that the female was harmless, but he would have to be alert, in case she wasn't. The female made it to the top and she was looking at the white wolf. A word came from her mouth, asking if he was a ghost. A ghost? Well, he had a white pelt, but he wasn't a ghost. He was as real as any creature on the planet. His look turned to her with a reply. "No, I'm not a ghost. What gave you that idea?" - Ember Phoenix - 11-03-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-04-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 262 Pendzez wondered on the words about ghosts making music. If he was a ghost, well, he would've died. But, last he checked, he was alive as he has ever been. Despite the fact that the pelt makes him look like a ghost. Pendzez, however, was sometimes mistaken for a ghost, but he didn't really believe in ghosts. If he did, well, that would be another story. Right now, he returned to the subject. "Well, that was my music you heard, but I'm not a ghost. I don't really believe in them. And playing for you? Did something happen?" Pendzez obviously knew that something was wrong if she said about ghosts playing music for her. She must have lost people, like Pendzez did. However, he thought that it wouldn't be any of his business, but he had to know what was wrong with Ember. Come to think of it, he didn't know why about that either. Then there was that question about his name. Well, the two just met and they know each other's names. "Pendzez Zazkex. Child of the Tundra. That what the name means. What about you, Miss..." Pendzez stopped at miss so she could her name. He had to be nice, not to mention he is. Pendzez was always a good wolf, never disobeying any little rule, but he had slid past a couple one time. He ended up being yelled at by a female at Dahlia de Mai. Luckily, he was let off easy, on the charge that he doesn't do it again. He looked back at the sunset. - Ember Phoenix - 11-04-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-05-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 216 Pendzez saw that things were troubling her. Mabye the pack she was in wasn't working out for her, or were treating her badly. mabye her mate was too mean to her, or mabye her family, if she had family. Well, she didn't tell anyone about music and ghost, expect to Pendzez. She then said that it was funny tellinghim because they just met, don't know each other, and haven't met before. Pendzez thought on the subject in question. "Well, mabye. I was sort of the same. I told you what my name meant, but we only just met. I'd say that's funny." He gave a little chuckle. Then came the scent of Pendzez. He smelt like Phoenix Valley. Well, he was in that pack. He knew of Iskata, Deuce and Hel. Iskata was the only wolf that came to mind that could be Ember's mother. Well, Hel wouldn't be because she has disappeared. "You must mean Iskata. Yes I'm in her pack. I knew you meant her because Hel is the other wolf, but she disappeared." Wolves from all over the place seemed to be disappearing lately, even has Kaden from Esper Hollow. "You know, wolves are disappearing. Just recently, a wolf at Esper Hollow, who went by the name of Kaden Aatte, disappeared I heard." - Ember Phoenix - 11-05-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-08-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 226 The white male didn't much about Khaden's disappearance, only that he was gone. When he first met Khaden, it wasn't too far away from here, where Pendzez's house was, or what was left of the small house. He didn't get to find out about his sister much. The snow white wolf still believes that she is still alive, somewhere. He would have to put a hold on that for now, until he has things sorted out and all. Once he could be able to go for a while, then he could mabye get back to finding his sister. Returning to the subject about Khaden, the female says that he was her mate. Her mate? Well, that was unobjective. The white male could see that she loved Khaden and wanted him back. Then she asked if Pendzez knew him. "Yeah, once. My old home is not far from here. I went back there one day and met Khaden. Talking to him made me loose track of why I was really there, but there is always a next time. Khaden said he was just walking around for some fresh air, or something like that. I had a good conversation with him. When he went back to Esper Hollow that day, that was the last time I heard from him, and not long ago, I heard he just disappeared." - Ember Phoenix - 11-10-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-14-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 204 An audience? Why would the white wolf have no other audience than the nature itself. The nature needs a song other than the other wolves. His words is to help those be supportive to others, and to help calm there minds. Other times, it would just be a song in the breeze, crossing the oceans and forests and any other place that the breeze can go to. To be honest, the whole scenery was his audience, including the trees, animals, and plants. "Well, everything around me is the audience. Besides, my songs and tunes are just ice breakers, or something to soothe the mind, nothing more." Ember then said something about having no ability to play an instrument. Well, only most musical instruments that were human made were destoryed by time. Only some remain today. Pendzez happened to find the harp one day and since then, he's beening teaching himself how to play it so beautifully. He only made some songs that he made up himself. "Well, it took me a while to use this instrument, but I persevered and now I can play it beautifully. It's not that hard once you figured out the notes of the strings. Like I said, not hard." - Ember Phoenix - 11-19-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 11-21-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> WC: 244 One thing was finding one now the other was teaching the female to use one. Well, using one wouldn't be to hard to do. Basically, once you know the different notes when moving your fingers along the strings, the rest is easy. However, some don't like it becuase it would get frustrating. Then they would throw it away, or reck it. To the humans, the harp was a rare instrument to come by. Only a few had them. Others would try to find them, but end up in failure sometime later. "Well, I suppose I could. This is one of the few, there should be some still around, unless time has affected it." Pendzez couldn't remember the last time he had been to one of the large human cities. Some of them were just small just to be called a town at most, or a little city at most. He never been to a former metropolis that used to be a bustling city. "Well, these instruments were rare, but I guess we could look for any that may be remaining. This one I found in the city on the outskirts of the Dahlia de Mai, but I don't want to go back there for two reasons. First, I was almost killed for tresspassing. Second, there is this female wolf there that acts like a total bitch. She might aswell has a tattoo on her saying I'm a bitch. Probably isn't just that city, though." - Ember Phoenix - 11-29-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 12-15-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Ember starting to say to say things that seemed to take Pendzez off track of the subject. She asked if Pendzez was actually within the border. He was, but just inside. He didn't go in any further. Then she said that she might know the wolf that Pendzez was speaking of. Also saying that she is trouble, but will grant passage if they were nice. Pendzez shrugged, "Well, when I did that, she still told me to beat it." It was obvious that Pendzez didn't like her one bit because of her behaviour. Now Ember says that this wolf was her sis. Pendzez just couldn't believe it, well one reason was because they didn't look like each other. Pendzez had a slight disbelief look on his face. "You and her? No offence, but you don't look like her in any way." Pendzez just didn't beieve that they were sisters. - Ember Phoenix - 12-21-2008 [html]
- Pendzez Zazkex - 12-30-2008 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... _Table.png); background-position: top center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Come to think of it, most siblings don't look alike, mainly because of the pelt color. It also goes for the parents and children in some cases. Pendzez saw that between himself and his parents, however, he did have something that his father have. His burning red eyes is what Pendzez inherited from his father. That was it, though small. His pelt was pure white as snow, but his father's was sort of grayish, so was Flayra's. His mother was sort of darkish pelt. Returning to the subject in hand, Pendzez replied, "Well, I suppose siblings don't always look alike. Same for the parents and children, in some cases." Pendzez thought for a moment about going to look for another instrument like his harp. The human cities would definitely have them, but they were rare, also there are many cities around. He wouldn't know where to start looking. "If we're going to one of the human cities, is it alright if we go tomorrow or a time that suits you?" - Ember Phoenix - 01-01-2009 [html]
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