09-19-2009, 10:51 PM
Aposun sat in her raggedy secui form along a border of Crimson Dreams. She was a slightly small secui, due to her slightly smaller build as a lupus. However, to make up for her smaller size, Aposun spent many suns training. In the fruits of her labour, she bore well earned muscles. Above her, in a tree, sat a large raven with the most intriguing, all-knowing eyes. Aposuns silken grey fur was shining dimly in the morning light. Her patches of reds and yellows melted with grey looked appealing to anyone who ever noticed her. Not that many ever noticed Aposun, she kept out of the way. Far out of the way.
Aposun traced her claws in the dirt, making lines. She was deeply concentrated on her thoughts, tracing those lines in the dirt. As she sat mainly hunched, Aposuns figure was that of enormous. In her secui form, her muscles exaggerated themselves, especially with her added fur. As a lone wolf, Aposun travelled less but remained in her secui form most of the time to protect herself. It was also useful because she was able to catch prey easily for herself and for Nightfli. At the thought of Nightfli, she growled lightly and fondly, barely audible, except to the enormous raven perched above her. Nightfli clicked back, his sound even fonder than Aposun's had been. Their relationship had formed when Aposun had been but a young pup, barely able to feed herself. Being the only Luperci Ortus in the back she was born into, she had been a misfit pup from the beginning. Her father, Himrosa, has been a luperci ortus as well, and had mated to her mother, Finealta. Himrosa and Finealta had been proud of their pup, but the pack to which Finealta belonged was not fond of any luperci ortus, much less having a pup in their midst.
Himrosa was brutally murdered in his lupus form, making the murder easier for the pack of wolves. He died in the middle of a summer night, his blood seeping into the air and seasoned it to perfection. Finealta was aware of what had happened and had immediately taken Aposun to safety, a journey that had taken many days. Finealta had disclosed the information of changing forms to her small pup, and tended to her as she could until she was too weak and lonely to help her anymore, and had fallen ill. Finealta spoke of rejoining her lost mate in another world often; she was heartbroken and lovesick. Finealta had wandered into a wooded land one day and had not returned. Aposun had spent many nights, alone and hungry, howling at the moon. She sung songs of sorrows and loneliness, until one night a large coven of ravens had stumbled upon her presence.
A brutal male raven had approached Aposun with aggressiveness, readying an attack against the young lupus, left unchanged and defenseless. The alpha raven, sitting behind hovering behind his followers, cawed out a command. The large raven that had been ready to attack Aposun had backed down and flown to a nearby tree branch, which swung in response to his weight. The alpha came forward, landing but five feet in front of Aposun. Aposun had remained frightened but composed the entire time, dreaming of rejoining her parents. "You be whom?" cawed the raven, in coherent English, which Aposun spoke freely. "Aposun." She had replied, fighting back the sound of fear in her voice. "I be Rhakvash, father of Nightbird." Rhakvash declared loudly. "You be changeling lupus. With us you come. You bring better to Nightbird" With that, the Nightbird coven had encircled Aposun and began herding her along.
Many months had passed that Aposun spent with Nightbird. The coven, for a majority, was able to talk in understandable, broken English. Rhakvash had a son, Nightfli, who was assigned to teach Aposun the ways of the changeling. In return, Aposun hunted easy prey for the coven, and each bird ate until they could not swallow another piece of fresh meat. A year had passed, and prey had begun to grow scarce in the region due to a lack of fresh water flowing from the mountains. Rhakvash approached Aposun one evening and began to speak. "Many months you be here with Nightbird. We proud of your progress, changeling." "Thank you, Rhakvash." Aposun had grumbled, bowing her head to her leader. "Prey grow scarce here, even for changeling with high skill." Rhakvash continued, his birdy voice growing anxious. "Time for us to change area. Great journey, changeling." He broke off to prune his feathers quickly. "Great journey over solid rock miles high. Too much for changeling, you be slow to us now. Travel northeast you go, towards bounty land and own kind. Miss you greatly, Sunsi." Sunsi was a special name for Aposun, as only Rhakvash was allowed to use it. Rhakvash, despite being a totally different species, had grown fond of Aposun. Aposun looked towards Rhakvash, and swallowed. "I understand, my great. I will leave tomorrow at dawn."
Sorrow built deep into Aposun as she was seen off by Rhakvash himself. She began working her way northeast, as she was told. She did not stop to eat, only to drink and rest momentarily, changing forms when need be. Aposun disliked her optime shift, and barely ever changed into it. However, she was fluent in shifting from lupus to secui, and did this rather often when travelling. After a week, she heard a familiar caw. Aposun spun around quickly and looked up. There, up in the great blue sky, was a large raven, riding the air currents, looking down on her admirable. "Nightfli!" Aposun cried, raising on her secui hind legs at her best friend. Nightfli dived and landed lightly on Aposun's shoulder, poking her with beaky love. "Nightfli goes where Aposun goes. To northeast we go together."
Nightfli often rode on Aposuns shoulder, sleeping during the day and waking at night to watch over his changeling. Their journey was not easy, and as he sat above her, a daily routine, he regarded her fondly. Sitting at a border of a pack meant rejoining Aposun with her own kind, ones who had the same kinds of skills and features as she did. He would always remain with Aposun, as he favored her dearly.
Aposun and Nightfli waited patiently at the border. Aposun looked in the distance readily, mumbling "It starts here.." to Nightfli. She heard a small sound and perked her ears in the direction of it. She waited.
(OOC: No need to match length at all. 1000+ words, 10 pts)
Aposun traced her claws in the dirt, making lines. She was deeply concentrated on her thoughts, tracing those lines in the dirt. As she sat mainly hunched, Aposuns figure was that of enormous. In her secui form, her muscles exaggerated themselves, especially with her added fur. As a lone wolf, Aposun travelled less but remained in her secui form most of the time to protect herself. It was also useful because she was able to catch prey easily for herself and for Nightfli. At the thought of Nightfli, she growled lightly and fondly, barely audible, except to the enormous raven perched above her. Nightfli clicked back, his sound even fonder than Aposun's had been. Their relationship had formed when Aposun had been but a young pup, barely able to feed herself. Being the only Luperci Ortus in the back she was born into, she had been a misfit pup from the beginning. Her father, Himrosa, has been a luperci ortus as well, and had mated to her mother, Finealta. Himrosa and Finealta had been proud of their pup, but the pack to which Finealta belonged was not fond of any luperci ortus, much less having a pup in their midst.
Himrosa was brutally murdered in his lupus form, making the murder easier for the pack of wolves. He died in the middle of a summer night, his blood seeping into the air and seasoned it to perfection. Finealta was aware of what had happened and had immediately taken Aposun to safety, a journey that had taken many days. Finealta had disclosed the information of changing forms to her small pup, and tended to her as she could until she was too weak and lonely to help her anymore, and had fallen ill. Finealta spoke of rejoining her lost mate in another world often; she was heartbroken and lovesick. Finealta had wandered into a wooded land one day and had not returned. Aposun had spent many nights, alone and hungry, howling at the moon. She sung songs of sorrows and loneliness, until one night a large coven of ravens had stumbled upon her presence.
A brutal male raven had approached Aposun with aggressiveness, readying an attack against the young lupus, left unchanged and defenseless. The alpha raven, sitting behind hovering behind his followers, cawed out a command. The large raven that had been ready to attack Aposun had backed down and flown to a nearby tree branch, which swung in response to his weight. The alpha came forward, landing but five feet in front of Aposun. Aposun had remained frightened but composed the entire time, dreaming of rejoining her parents. "You be whom?" cawed the raven, in coherent English, which Aposun spoke freely. "Aposun." She had replied, fighting back the sound of fear in her voice. "I be Rhakvash, father of Nightbird." Rhakvash declared loudly. "You be changeling lupus. With us you come. You bring better to Nightbird" With that, the Nightbird coven had encircled Aposun and began herding her along.
Many months had passed that Aposun spent with Nightbird. The coven, for a majority, was able to talk in understandable, broken English. Rhakvash had a son, Nightfli, who was assigned to teach Aposun the ways of the changeling. In return, Aposun hunted easy prey for the coven, and each bird ate until they could not swallow another piece of fresh meat. A year had passed, and prey had begun to grow scarce in the region due to a lack of fresh water flowing from the mountains. Rhakvash approached Aposun one evening and began to speak. "Many months you be here with Nightbird. We proud of your progress, changeling." "Thank you, Rhakvash." Aposun had grumbled, bowing her head to her leader. "Prey grow scarce here, even for changeling with high skill." Rhakvash continued, his birdy voice growing anxious. "Time for us to change area. Great journey, changeling." He broke off to prune his feathers quickly. "Great journey over solid rock miles high. Too much for changeling, you be slow to us now. Travel northeast you go, towards bounty land and own kind. Miss you greatly, Sunsi." Sunsi was a special name for Aposun, as only Rhakvash was allowed to use it. Rhakvash, despite being a totally different species, had grown fond of Aposun. Aposun looked towards Rhakvash, and swallowed. "I understand, my great. I will leave tomorrow at dawn."
Sorrow built deep into Aposun as she was seen off by Rhakvash himself. She began working her way northeast, as she was told. She did not stop to eat, only to drink and rest momentarily, changing forms when need be. Aposun disliked her optime shift, and barely ever changed into it. However, she was fluent in shifting from lupus to secui, and did this rather often when travelling. After a week, she heard a familiar caw. Aposun spun around quickly and looked up. There, up in the great blue sky, was a large raven, riding the air currents, looking down on her admirable. "Nightfli!" Aposun cried, raising on her secui hind legs at her best friend. Nightfli dived and landed lightly on Aposun's shoulder, poking her with beaky love. "Nightfli goes where Aposun goes. To northeast we go together."
Nightfli often rode on Aposuns shoulder, sleeping during the day and waking at night to watch over his changeling. Their journey was not easy, and as he sat above her, a daily routine, he regarded her fondly. Sitting at a border of a pack meant rejoining Aposun with her own kind, ones who had the same kinds of skills and features as she did. He would always remain with Aposun, as he favored her dearly.
Aposun and Nightfli waited patiently at the border. Aposun looked in the distance readily, mumbling "It starts here.." to Nightfli. She heard a small sound and perked her ears in the direction of it. She waited.
(OOC: No need to match length at all. 1000+ words, 10 pts)