09-08-2012, 02:52 AM
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It seemed like scarcely any time had passed since he'd come to Sangi'lak. Val had barely had a chance to begin exploring the lands, much less getting acquainted with her members. What he did find was to his liking, though - open expanses, verdant forests, rivers and streams tumbling down from the mountain heights, and Adlarto'k, still and mirror-like beneath the vaulted sky. he wasn't sure if he bought into the belief that the ancestors remained to watch over the nomad pack, but this place was certainly peaceful and blessed with a unique beauty.
The lithe male had risen early that day, venturing to the expanse called Kanosak in search of materials. He was a craftsmen at heart, and his long seasons of journeying on foot had forced him to travel light, carrying only the most essentials items and scavenging only the most precious things. Now that he had a place to call home again, a place to put down roots, he could begin to collect more mundane but useful things.
Late into the morning, he had managed to gather several rocks which looked promising for flaking into tools. Valtiere had just decided to abandon the lakeshore and try a bit of solo hunting when a call rang out, distant and echoing. Large brown ears tipped toward the sound, recognizing the voice as belonging to Jaden, the Issum. With a shrug, Valtiere set down his bag and shifted into Secui form. He had a hunch that arriving in Optime would put him in the minority and make him stand out, and although he personally preferred Optime form, that little bit of akwardness was not something he desired. Grasping the heavy pack in his jaws, he made for the plateau where the call had rung from. There wouldn't be time to drop it off in the spot he'd chosen to make his humble camp, and he wasn't familiar enough with the lands to know of a good spot to stash it. Bringing it with him would save time.
By the time he arrived, several others were already present arranged in a loose knot around the Issum. Valtiere noted the variety in the group - a wolfen couple seemed to have brought a brood of foxes, and a girl who looked like some sort of jackal was clutching a kitten. Jaws aching from their burden, he sat down his pack and seated himself at a reasonable interval, deciding that a backpack was not such a strange item to bring along after all. He offered Jaden a friendly, respectful nod, seeing as the black-and-white male was the only one here that Valtiere actually knew, then glanced to his right to offer a nod of greeting to the quiet male that sat a short distance from him. This was Valtiere's first time seeing every one of these wolves, and he hoped he might learn something useful during the gathering, and perhaps have an opportunity to talk with a few of his new packmates after.
Word Count: 500 exactly!
Form: Secui
Walk "Talk!" Think
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It seemed like scarcely any time had passed since he'd come to Sangi'lak. Val had barely had a chance to begin exploring the lands, much less getting acquainted with her members. What he did find was to his liking, though - open expanses, verdant forests, rivers and streams tumbling down from the mountain heights, and Adlarto'k, still and mirror-like beneath the vaulted sky. he wasn't sure if he bought into the belief that the ancestors remained to watch over the nomad pack, but this place was certainly peaceful and blessed with a unique beauty.
The lithe male had risen early that day, venturing to the expanse called Kanosak in search of materials. He was a craftsmen at heart, and his long seasons of journeying on foot had forced him to travel light, carrying only the most essentials items and scavenging only the most precious things. Now that he had a place to call home again, a place to put down roots, he could begin to collect more mundane but useful things.
Late into the morning, he had managed to gather several rocks which looked promising for flaking into tools. Valtiere had just decided to abandon the lakeshore and try a bit of solo hunting when a call rang out, distant and echoing. Large brown ears tipped toward the sound, recognizing the voice as belonging to Jaden, the Issum. With a shrug, Valtiere set down his bag and shifted into Secui form. He had a hunch that arriving in Optime would put him in the minority and make him stand out, and although he personally preferred Optime form, that little bit of akwardness was not something he desired. Grasping the heavy pack in his jaws, he made for the plateau where the call had rung from. There wouldn't be time to drop it off in the spot he'd chosen to make his humble camp, and he wasn't familiar enough with the lands to know of a good spot to stash it. Bringing it with him would save time.
By the time he arrived, several others were already present arranged in a loose knot around the Issum. Valtiere noted the variety in the group - a wolfen couple seemed to have brought a brood of foxes, and a girl who looked like some sort of jackal was clutching a kitten. Jaws aching from their burden, he sat down his pack and seated himself at a reasonable interval, deciding that a backpack was not such a strange item to bring along after all. He offered Jaden a friendly, respectful nod, seeing as the black-and-white male was the only one here that Valtiere actually knew, then glanced to his right to offer a nod of greeting to the quiet male that sat a short distance from him. This was Valtiere's first time seeing every one of these wolves, and he hoped he might learn something useful during the gathering, and perhaps have an opportunity to talk with a few of his new packmates after.
Word Count: 500 exactly!
Form: Secui
Walk "Talk!" Think
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