05-14-2009, 03:28 PM
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Hello!
Just a quick note - we write in third person here at 'Souls - read my response and you'll get the hang of it
Also, don't be shy to describe your character's looks - it really helps the other player!
If in doubt - Gvihita is a large eagle that follows him around.
He'd been doing this every night lately, patrolling the borders, making sure there was a complete absence of a certain male's scent. He'd been here, and after their encounter too - Dawali had smelled his scent around the borders. How dare he return! The fear inside of him, for the safety of his tribe and his puppies, was eating him up inside. It caused him to be angry, to be unstable, and thus he took these long brisk walks for more than just patrolling's sake. It wasn't as if he didn't trust his tribe's scouts - he really did have confidence in their abilities. He simply was too scared that the puppy-mauler would come and steal Tay's children away to a fate which was utterly horrid. He would not allow it.
This day in particular, Dawali noticed a different smell - a small, but definetely present scent. There was a stranger in his lands, he knew that at once, but he could tell nothing more from it. The person had not announced his or her coming, and so as he walked in its source's direction (for he was good at tracking), Dawali expected to find a trespasser. He was annoyed at this, until he cleared some vegetation and the true source of the scent appeared before him - a lone puppy, with no guide. Gvihita tensed on his shoulder, and then relaxed again - this pup was alive - not a victim of the unspeakable predator that stalked these lands with a hunger for children. Quickly changing his manner, the red wolf male trod softly towards the child, speaking with a calm and kind voice, his knees pointing out like spears from his lanky form, hands touching the ground before him. Hello, child. What are you doing here all alone?. It was clear that his intent was not hostile, but caring. Coming close enough to the lonely little thing, the male crouched down to be on its level, yellow eyes looking at it as it waited for a response. Why on earth would such a young child be here on its own? And more importantly - where was her mother? The smell of a grown female was still very present in the young girl's furs, but no mother was around to be seen. Perhaps they had lost each other?
Table by James! thankyou<3 [/html]
Just a quick note - we write in third person here at 'Souls - read my response and you'll get the hang of it
Also, don't be shy to describe your character's looks - it really helps the other player! If in doubt - Gvihita is a large eagle that follows him around.
He'd been doing this every night lately, patrolling the borders, making sure there was a complete absence of a certain male's scent. He'd been here, and after their encounter too - Dawali had smelled his scent around the borders. How dare he return! The fear inside of him, for the safety of his tribe and his puppies, was eating him up inside. It caused him to be angry, to be unstable, and thus he took these long brisk walks for more than just patrolling's sake. It wasn't as if he didn't trust his tribe's scouts - he really did have confidence in their abilities. He simply was too scared that the puppy-mauler would come and steal Tay's children away to a fate which was utterly horrid. He would not allow it.
This day in particular, Dawali noticed a different smell - a small, but definetely present scent. There was a stranger in his lands, he knew that at once, but he could tell nothing more from it. The person had not announced his or her coming, and so as he walked in its source's direction (for he was good at tracking), Dawali expected to find a trespasser. He was annoyed at this, until he cleared some vegetation and the true source of the scent appeared before him - a lone puppy, with no guide. Gvihita tensed on his shoulder, and then relaxed again - this pup was alive - not a victim of the unspeakable predator that stalked these lands with a hunger for children. Quickly changing his manner, the red wolf male trod softly towards the child, speaking with a calm and kind voice, his knees pointing out like spears from his lanky form, hands touching the ground before him. Hello, child. What are you doing here all alone?. It was clear that his intent was not hostile, but caring. Coming close enough to the lonely little thing, the male crouched down to be on its level, yellow eyes looking at it as it waited for a response. Why on earth would such a young child be here on its own? And more importantly - where was her mother? The smell of a grown female was still very present in the young girl's furs, but no mother was around to be seen. Perhaps they had lost each other?
Table by James! thankyou<3