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- Claire - 08-01-2009 [html]
ooc: this was meant to be more like a "territorie's discovering journey" by Claire and Catherine, but since my sis isn't able to play lately, and thanks to my longing to play during my last vacation's days, I decided to open it to everyone which's willing to help and meet the newcomer, and even maybe discover something about her past, weaknesses, and former pack - because they're all connected ^~. W.C.: 320
Claire was so happy she was accepted as a member of the tribe that she had to wait a few minutes until she had recovered her sanity again, and could think properly her next move. Of course the white femme knew since the beginning that it should be choosing a new place to live, but she knew too she had to be in her perfect state of mind in order to do it. The sky seemed to not be in the mood to change its grey appearance, the hot wind blew through the two Lupercis and the corn crops wove a bit. Nothing could be less energizing. But Claire didn’t need anything more than her own will to feel her blood race through her body, her heart pound, and her paws willing to move by themselves, as her wagging tail. She shook all her body, and stretched her front legs, smiling to her newest friend, who stood, patiently at her side, with the strange and hissing snake wrapped in her neck, and the black and white falcon drifting above them. “Now I think we can start walking. Could you show me the best places to live?” But Catherine’s mind seemed to be in some other place, as she stood, staring blankly to the long leaves next to them, as her reddish-brown mane wove softly at her back. “Ok, so I think I’ll do it myself”, Claire said, more to herself than to her friend “See you soon, Catherine”, she smiled, and turned around, pacing through the seeming-unending corn crop, hoping that was the right direction, and willing to meet someone who could show her a place to rest. The white femme was beginning to feel tired, her muscles starting to ache a bit, but she wouldn’t stop, at least until she found some shelter, so she started humming a random song, as her body moved between the long and thin stalks.
- Hemming - 08-17-2009 Hi! [html]
- Claire - 08-23-2009 [html]
occ: heyy!! I’m soo happy you answered this thread!! \o/ I tought it would be forsaken for good… Hahahah thanks a lot, and forgive my delay, my college’s duties are getting harder and more complicate than I could imagine…
W.C: 352
Still padding through that waving long crop, Claire’s only safe thought was that it wasn’t possible not to have an exit to that green maze, and so she should keep on walking, and singing – on her former home, they would say that “by singing you keep the evil away”. Or something like that. And so she did.
At least until she heard something, besides the insects and the passing chirping birds. Could it be… steps? Suddenly, she found it, opened her eyes and ran towards it, not bothering with the leaves that insisted to be in the way, beating lightly on her face and body as she passed by them.
It didn’t last long until Claire found a shape, and slowed her pace, in order to make an appropriate presentation, though she knew her fur wasn’t in its better shape: the leaves and stalks had messed it up. Claire was so happy to have found someone after long hours of loneliness, in the middle of that strange unending green place, that she couldn’t help shedding a tear, the little drop falling slowly from her good green eye through her face, stopping in the border of her smiling mouth. Salty. “Hello”, she answered, still smiling, and nodded smoothly, “I’m new here, and hum, I’m a bit lost… Could you help me, please? I must find a place to rest.” The white femme stopped when they were close, staring the grey-shadowed one with curiosity, still asking herself if it was ok to be in that form she was, and why was that small bird sitting on his head. All the others she had already met were in that other two-legged form, and had some sort of animal around them… But that moment wasn’t the best time to worry about details. She’d better focus on the most important things.
“And… My name is Claire. You are…?” - Hemming - 08-24-2009 Hehe! Don't worry about the delay, I understand It was barely a delay anyway [html]
- Claire - 09-05-2009 [html]
ooc:Heey! Finally I'm here! Still tired and sleepy, but with enough strenght to reply this thread hehe hope you like it, and I'm sorry I couldn't do anything bigger. W.C.:204
Claire frowned and blinked twice, trying to get things right. ‘…Had he just said ‘spirit guide…?’’, a small voice sounded in her head: his words made no sense for her. It was like hearing a foreign language. As the last movement and speaking from Hemming seemed to wake her up, the small femme nodded, still with her mind spinning, and followed the two-legged one within the endless green. They walked in silence for a couple of minutes, hearing their movements between the leaves, the birds and insects around them. But Claire wasn’t paying attention to any of this: she was still trying to choose the first thing to ask Hemming, as her mind was already aching with countless questions that popped up on the last few hours. Besides, the small femme already trusted enough her new colleague to feel safe to ask all she wanted to know. It must be because of his warming smile and will to help. That reminded her of her own, and that felt good.
“Hm… there’s something that’s bothering me…” she started, staring the deep brown ground, stained with small plants and stalks “… Why is everybody I met in this two-legged form? Is it a rule or something?” - Hemming - 09-06-2009 Little posts are no problem at all! [html]
- Claire - 09-20-2009 [html]
ooc: Oh my! I'm finally able to enter this rpg again!! *glad* well, as my one-month work ended last friday, I hope I'll be able to answer the threads a bit faster. *double glad* uahauh and I'm still so sorry for my almost-two-week delay. It's just because I went to my aunt's house during a week, and during the other I was so dead when I got home that I couldn't do anything besides eating and going to bed. But now everyting will be diffrent (at least I hope so. Let's see then. hehe) W.C: 202
“Hmm I see.”, Claire answered, feeling better. Everything that’s not a rule is always better to get used to, slowly, in your own way, even with her thinking she would hardly get attached to this way of living. Her past was still hurting enough. A melodic sound came from somewhere behind them. Must’ve been the birds, that ones which sings with all their hearts. Claire thanked them all for taking her away from those still fresh and aching wounds. “Beautiful, isn’t it?”, the small femme smiled, as they paced slowly, side by side. A quick moment of silence between them passed before she asked, still curious, and willing to concentrate in any other thing than that evergreen scenery around them: “And what about the rules? The tribe’s, I mean. There’s something I must or mustn’t do there?” She raised her head, staring Hemming, and caught a glimpse of something different far ahead, behind the male’s body: could it be a sign of the tribe? The village, maybe? Her heard started pounding, as her stomach complained the absence of food, and a warm sensation of hope began to spread through her chest.
Could it be the moment she would say 'Finally at home'…? - Hemming - 09-24-2009 Awh, don't worry about it, you sound really busy! [html]
- Claire - 10-18-2009 [html]
ooc: yey! finally! \o/ yes, I'm alive! *at least until now hehe* enjoy :3 W.C: 338
Claire smiled, pleased with the advices Hemming had given her. “Such beautiful words, sir. Are you a poet?” she said without thinking, and blushed violently under her fur, just after she realized what she had said, looking to the ground. ‘Silly thing’ complained the annoying little voice in her head, which the small femme tried to ignore. “Well…” the white femme tried to put her thoughts in anything else “that’s good there isn’t many rules. You see, in my former pack there was plenty of, which was indeed annoying. It’s bad for your creativity, living bound to rules you even don’t understand nor agree to, and…” Claire lost her train of thought completely as her eyes caught the first glimpse of the tribe, just when she finally stepped out of the unending crop’s stalks. She didn’t know if it was the feeling of freedom of being out of the green maze, or of being in a free land, or it was just the beauty of the place. All she knew was her body was motionless, and she could say nothing but “waaaah!” She felt her eyes wide, while they tried to catch all the details of the sunny and bright landscape, the well built village, the passing animals. To blink seemed a waste at that moment. “B… beautiful…!” her mouth opened in a wide smile. Claire couldn’t tell how much time they stood there, silent, only gazing to her new home. A warm sensation filled her chest, and a soft wind blew through them, carrying to her nose his scent, making her aware of his presence again.
“Oh, I’m sorry, I got lost by all this beauty. Ok, I seem now a mom that just has seen her baby for the first time. Heheh… Well, I think I’m ready to begin our tour. And I know we don’t have much time because the sun is beginning to go down. Pitty. Do… do you have some time tomorrow to show me what we wouldn’t be able to see today?” - Hemming - 11-13-2009 And finally I have replied, as well XD;; We could probably end this thread pretty soon? [html]
- Claire - 11-26-2009 [html]
ooc: omg! it's a miracle I could answer your thread!!! uahuaha I still can't believe I've done this. and in my college! (ok, I'm waiting till my friends arrives so we can finish our work, but I still have to wait until night, so I'm kinda free now). sincerely, it's a bit strange, not having so much things to do in a day... I'm feeling kinda empty uahauhau have you ever felt like this before?
and it's ok for me if you want to finish this thread soon. but I'll invite myself to play with you more times 'cause it's really fun (if you agree, of course), and after the first week of december, I'll be in a less hurry (I hope so), so I'll able to play more often.
The small white wolf followed her friend for a couple of minutes, in silence, with a wagging tail behind her. They finally passed through the green field, pacing in a wide one, covered with grass, small bushes and earth – which gave her a new strength, a growing sensation of freedom, although she was starting to feel her sore paws and legs - and it seemed he was leading her to a bigger hut, and Claire wondered what could it be. ‘Of course.’ The annoying little voice answered on her mind, as if it was headed to an annoying child ‘Hemming just said about the stables, didn’t he?’ Claire shook her head, trying to focus on her way and new companion. A bird chirped far ahead. The small femme’s eyes were still staring at the village, a wonderful sight framed by the sunset, and although she did want to stare up at her new friend to answer his questions, the sight of her new homeland with all those amazing colors and shades, still held her eyes like magnets, so she just waited, until her good green pupil were able to roll up, and encounter Hemming’s. They were considerably close to the stable when the small femme finally broke the silence between them, frowning:
“Why did you choose to show me the stable first?”. She just couldn’t understand. She’d never been much close to a horse. She didn’t understand how and why some of them were so close, just like old friends. Or family. Deep inside her chest she found that kind of relationship a little odd, but it was something one would keep within him forever. Or as long as she didn’t know whether her companion would take this as an offense. - Hemming - 12-23-2009 Gosh, so sorry for the wait! I just finished my semester at school and got back from out of town, and I think I'm feeling how you are! I don't know what to do with myself! Hehe. I'd love to have another thread with you, Claire is fun [html]
- Claire - 01-10-2010 [html]
ooc: oh thanks ^^ hehe but sincerely I don't know if I'll continue to play here with Claire, cause I have so much unexpected things to do now that I end up finding so little time to sit and write something. it's sad, I know, since I do like Claire a lot, but... well... let's see what happens next, shall we? 'cause we still aren't able to know what we'll have to face tomorrow... ... and that's good to have someone who understands me x3 hehe ... in the other hand, it's not so good for you, since I think no one deserves this situation... but well, let's go to what deserves our attention best, shall we? W.C: 290
As they approached the stable, Claire stared to her new friend with a green curious eye: he had this tender smile on his face, as if he was thinking of something very special and beloved. Her growing curiosity made her wonder what it could be, as she felt a warmth growing in her chest too. A great feeling, that was it. Something like feeling at home. Her mouth crooked in a blissful smile, and her gaze followed Hemming’s, to the horizon, and then to the wooden doors he opened with a groan.
“oh, I see.” Her smile was still on her face “thanks. Your kindness makes me feel at home.”
But still, the white femme took only a cautious step into the place and sniffed the air. And snooze. They laughed as they entered the place. Claire’s curious green gaze traveled quickly all over the place, from the magnificent bodies of the animals that rested in there to the tiniest detail of the last rays of daylight entering the place through the windows. “That is just amazing…!” she whispered, amazed by the beauty all around her “was this place made by members of our pack or by human hands? And… is it difficult to learn how to mount one of this?” she nodded toward one of the horses, a big and brown one, which chewed something absentminded, inside its stall.
- Claire - 01-12-2010 ... sorry guys :x I was doing some work and had to check post lenght... so I decided to use this checker, but unfortunately, I clicked "submit post" in stead of "check pl" I'm so sorry ._."" |