A hunting we will go - Printable Version +- 'Souls IPB Archive (November 2007–October 2012) (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb) +-- Forum: Dead IC (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=110) +--- Forum: Dead Topics (https://soulsrpg.com/ipb/forumdisplay.php?fid=21) +--- Thread: A hunting we will go (/showthread.php?tid=4961) |
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- Leland - 02-13-2009 [html]
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The persistent rain had melted most the snow and turned the rest to ice, creating slick patches here and there upon the ground. Leland avoided them expertly, wishing that they had been the cause of Asha’a accident rather than his own bumbling actions. He did not think that the girl had told her father the cause of the accident and with them both being as busy as they were, the husky doubted that their leader had gotten the full story. It had to be addressed; the longer it went unspoken of the more intense guilt Leland felt. Of course, Asha had forgiven him, but Dawali hadn’t even had a chance yet, not knowing the fault fell on Leland’s shoulders. The burly copper male would tell him today, barring any loss of courage. Two legged, he moved along, trying not to think so much on it the closer he approached Dawali’s home. He was far from excited to see Dawali’s face. The male had become a friend of him, giving him a home, and trusting him around his daughter, despite the suspicion that the leader had had when Leland spoke too often of Asha. And now… now Leland felt he had broken a snow globe before he had even opened the gift box. Shaking away the thoughts, Leland paused, then called out loudly, summoning the red wolf. Dawali? Ya there, pal? [/html] - Dawali Amara - 02-16-2009 [html] http://i76.photobucket.com/albums/j40/k ... ump/07.png); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;"> Yeah, I'm rambling, and I'm sorry... Word count: 415 Dawali sat inside the hut he had made as his own, musing at Gvihita's increasingly odd behavior. The bird was overly energetic lately, and whether it was because of spring soon taking over the lands, or the large changes they had all gone through since coming here and settling, he didn't know. He - too - felt good. Better. Mischka was not as often on his mind as she used to, and whilst others might feel guilty for that, Dawali did not. She was dead, gone, in another world with the rest of the deceased souls of this one, and she would be happy there. He should not linger on her in this world - it was time wasted. This hut was too large for him, but he had made it so on purpose, perhaps hoping that Aiyanna would stay with him there as she was the youngest one. Asha had broken loose from him just as the tribe had broken loose from their previous claimed lands, and she had minded her business as he had minded his own, since then. Adults, responsible, but she was still young and would always be his little girl. He thought perhaps she knew anything about Aiyanna's whereabouts, but he would not bother her with calling for the oldest daughter. He would ask her once she approached him herself, for Dawali was afraid of stepping on her toes - as with any female. Just as his mind returned to the form of his deceased wife, not in grief but in curiosity around her personality, a voice rang outside - one he recognised. So, Leland wanted a word? Glad to be approached by his young friend, Dawali quickly got up and threw his feathered mane over from the left side to the middle for the sake of balance and comfort (there was not a vain trace in Dawali as he knew of). On his way out the male turned and shot Gvihita a stern look filled with humour; the bird had squeaked indignantly at his sudden leave and change of attention focus, but he merely chuckled at her and went outside to meet the husky mix. Leland! What brings you here? He spoke, smiling, as he was still moving down the three steps outside of the hut, his tall form moving rapidly towards his friend. He was oblivious to the fact that Leland did not look 100% as his usual happy self, for his enthusiasm at seeing him overshadowed everything else. Table by Pilot/Anna! <3 - Leland - 02-16-2009 [html]
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Leland was not disappointed, Dawali quickly, almost instantly appeared and the husky could not help but return the smile. It had been a while since they had spoken and Leland did genuinely like the red wolf, even if Dawali would be disappointed with Leland after today. Hopefully he would understand, it had been an accident after all. Yet even knowing this, when Leland tried to formulate the apology and explanation the wrong words came out. Hey thar! Jus’ though we needed some catchin’ up friend. How are ya? His tail wagged happily, unconsciously. Perhaps they’d have a pleasant day before Leland told him, at least they would both enjoy themselves and be in a good mood that way. Clearing his throat, as if he had a major announcement Leland once more grinned to the male. It had been Dawali would have taught him all about Aniwaya, so it was only natural he should share his news with the male. I found my spirit guide... Leland paused for effect, holding his breath. Asha already had seen the creature and knew, and Pixie was often with him anyway. He could not hide her identity forever and she had no qualms about showing herself in front of others. Leland would have to get over the embarrassment of her species and youth eventually. A kitten... real cute too. He smiled, it was okay if Dawali laughed, he trusted Dawali enough for that. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 02-17-2009 [html]
[/html] - Leland - 02-27-2009 [html]
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Dawali indeed noted the change in the male, at least the external one. His friend would have been surprised at all the inner changes Leland had gone through, but he did not mention them. Many of them were private, and many of them were apparently with how he acted now, how he tried and tried again the tribe’s different ways of doing things. His shifted form was just the first of many changes that had taken place. Where once he had been uncomfortable on two legs, he now felt at ease in either form. I’m still gettin’ use to everythin’, but so fer so good, yeah? He wasn’t sure if he was trying only for himself, or perhaps if he was trying for Dawali and Asha and the rest of the tribe too. Either way, he was content with the progress thus far, though he was pleased too to find other outsiders like himself had trouble adapting. He wasn’t the only one who had to acclimate, but he felt that he was doing a fine job of it so far. Leland smiled at Dawali’s encouraging words, though he wasn’t sure if he believed in the whole business of being whole. Perhaps though, the male knew what he was talking of. After all, Pixie had known him when she had first laid eyes on the husky, as if she had been waiting for him. If she had not always been a part of him, how then would she have known? How would she be able to guide him as the spirit guides were expected to do? And yet, the tiny calico kitten seemed more a nuisance than anything else, but Leland did not mind her. She was growing on him. Aye, a kitten. If she wins me some points with the ladies, then so much the better. Leland did not mention Asha had already met the tiny creature. Saying her name meant he would have to admit what he had come her for. Suddenly it seemed much to daunting of a task. Well, ah, Dawali. How about you and me catch a spot o’ dinner, yeah? He’d have more courage after the hunt. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 03-01-2009 [html]
[/html] - Leland - 03-06-2009 [html]
This sucks >.<
Leland nodded happily as Dawali agreed he was hungry and that indeed a hunt was a good idea. Of course, as Dawali turned back into his cabin Leland was left alone and in that short time he was free to think. Should he shift back down? How did one hunt in this form? He had never hunted on two legs, fished yes... but not very successfully. The copper hued male didn’t know the proper procedure, he had never hunted with another tribe member before. Most of all he did not wish to shift now and seem foolish later when Dawali reappeared. Mismatched eyes moved to the bow in the male’s hand, and Leland knew what it was and what it was used for. Nodding as if he had expected it, he turned to lead the way. Earlier I found some wapiti runnin’ ‘bout over that way... He gestured with his hand the way he had come from, looking to red wolf for approval. I don’t think they could ‘ave gotten too far, yeah? Leland moved in that direction when Dawali did not protest, before stopping abruptly. Best to be honest, even when it wasn’t always easy. Admitting his ignorance with a bow was easier than admitting to hurting his daughter. I don’t know how to use one of ‘em. Bows an’ arrows I mean. There. So simple. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 03-07-2009 [html]
[/html] - Leland - 03-13-2009 [html]
This sucks >.<
Dawali seemed to accept the piece of information easily enough, and Leland realized that Dawali had probably assumed as much. This did not bother Leland, rather in fact, the respect he had for Dawali grew at that moment. The red wolf was wise, able to anticipate the struggles the new members would have with Aniwayian life, and able too to accept their shortcomings and encourage them to grow without being disrespectful. Leland knew at that moment he was not wise enough, not now, not ever, to be a leader, at least not on his own. He would have to have an intelligent man like Dawali at his side. Thankfully, he was not a leader and would not become one. He didn’t want to. He wanted to be a friend, a mate, a father even, but never a leader. It was best to leave that up to those who were made for it. Dawali had that making. No, I’ve never seen ‘em work before. He had noticed the members of Aniwaya caring them about in their backs at times, but hadn’t seen one in action. Today would be the day he guessed. Smiling at Dawali, he indicated he was okay with learning now, or just standing back and letting Dawali take care of the hunt and learning afterwards. Whatever his friend saw fit to do. [/html] - Dawali Amara - 03-13-2009 [html]
Awesome sexy table and avatar by Kat! - Leland - 03-20-2009 [html]
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Leland watched the air fly and he had been expecting it to, he had a vague idea about how these things worked. Dawali’s explanation helped to describe the how it worked and Leland nodded gratefully. He knew the male did not intend a full lesson now, but he was grateful for what he had learned. He was always eager to learn more, and hunting was a bow seemed a good choice for his next lesson in Aniwayain life. Leland had never much been one for hunting on four legs, he could do okay… rabbits and other small game, but bring down the bigger, swifter animals was trickier. Due to his genetics, husky and malamute, his form was bulky, and while he was built for running, he excelled in endurance, not just speed. He did okay, he ate well, but hunting with a bow seemed like perhaps, if he did it well, would be easier. Ah, sure thing! Leland nodded, he could scare one of the critters out. Taking a moment he shifted back to his lupus form, and it really did take only a moment. Leland’s skill and speed at shifting was increasing too. It was strange then, to be so much lower than Dawali, but he only smiled and nodded at the male, leading off the way to the wapiti. Leland kept a brisk pace and the wapiti weren’t so very far off. As the approached, Leland nodded off towards where the herd was and he then circled around, as to not alert the creatures to his presence. The herd wasn’t large, but he spotted his target quickly. The doe was younger, but not a fawn. He never would have picked a fawn. Taking a long breath, Leland mentally prepared himself and then off he went, pawing thundering at the doe, aiming to steer her both away from her herd and towards Dawali simultaneously. - Dawali Amara - 03-23-2009 [html]
Awesome sexy table and avatar by Kat! - Leland - 04-06-2009 [html]
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The arrows soared and Leland grew a tad nervous, they landed into the wapiti seemingly effortlessly. Running so close to the wapiti, Leland wondered what would happen to his skin if Dawali’s mark was off, but it did not matter. The animal he had been scaring was down, arrows sticking out of her skin like quills and Leland slowed, then stopped, standing next to the fallen creature. Surely they only needed one, the husky did not take more than he needed, finding it wasteful. They could dine on the doe and still have more to take home. Waiting for Dawali to appear, Leland set about the task of shifting back to his Luperci form, it seemed he was beginning to be most comfortable in that state than any other. The transformation went much more slowly this time, his body tired from the chase and from shifting only right before that burst of speed. It was painless, but the slowness of the process bothered him. Dawali would come upon him mid-shift and while he trusted the male completely, he would feel more vulnerable. Perhaps it was only that, with the hunt over, Leland felt he should speak up now. Even if Dawali already knew the cause of his girl’s ankle, Leland had to apologize all the same. Dawali at least deserved that from him. Complete with the shift, Leland’s odd eyes moved up from the ground, ready to meet with Dawali’s. - Dawali Amara - 04-12-2009 [html]
Awesome sexy table and avatar by Kat! - Leland - 04-27-2009 [html]
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Fully shifted, Leland collapsed, his long legs sprawling out as he observed Dawali. The hunting and shifting had taken a lot out of him and he stayed silent as he regained strength and breath. The flames ate at the dry twigs Dawali fed to the fire and Leland couldn’t help but make the corny metaphor that the twigs were his courage, the fire time eating away at it. Now was the time to speak, but he found he was almost too tired to. Tired from the hunt, which was normally a good feeling, his body did not want to move. Emotionally drained from keeping something from his friend, his mind froze up. Leland regarded the meat and moved to tear a piece away and bring it to the fire. His claws worked like crude knives and he pulled away a sizable chunk of flesh. Leland hadn’t eaten cooked food before, he remembered once upon arriving here the strange canine cooking in the library, but there was a first time for everything. Living in Aniwaya meant he would probably eat such meals many times. As he handed the meat to his friend, his mouth suddenly opened. “I didn’t mean fer it ta happen, but I was the one ta hurt Asha. Her ankle. She was runnin’ frem me, all in play ya know? And she fell.” There it was out. - Dawali Amara - 05-01-2009 [html]
Awesome sexy table and avatar by Kat! - Leland - 05-02-2009 [html]
OOC: You write too much. Can close this now, yeah?
Leland’s words perked at the words of his friend, as he watched the fire slowly get roasted by the flames. Dawali had hesitated and he did not seem all too concerned, as if he mind were on other matters aside from Asha’s ankle. Leland was surprised to hear that Asha had not told her father. It took a moment for Leland to find his voice. “Not too serious, I should think.” He didn’t really know the extent of Asha’s injuries but he went off what Asha had told him. “Says she’ll be set right soon.” He cleared his throat for no particular reason and turned back to the fire. Now with the news off his chest he was suddenly very hungry. Ready to try something new. “I jus’ wanted ya to know. What happened I mean.” And that I love your daughter. The other thought was just an added on idea. Never spoken. Dawali should know how he really felt, but Leland couldn’t find the words for it. Even when the words were clear and true in his mind, they got stuck in his throat, clung to his tongue. It wasn’t easy telling a father that his daughter was the object of one’s desire, so Leland just opted not to. “I’m sorry, I’d never want ta hurt her.” It was the closest he could come to a confession. |