Border exploration
#1
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WC: 479

It was a lovely brisk spring day, there were clouds but they were white and didn’t cover most of the sky. This was good because it meant no rain! It was a great day to go out and explore, he made sure he had the egg nestled in his pouch before he left . He was sure it wouldn’t be too long before the egg would hatch but he was certain today was not the day. He moved slowly along his packs territory, he figured he’d move further out to see what was beyond the stables. He thought that since he was here for almost two months he might as well head on out further, most people knew about his sister that they would keep her safe… then again someone probably would try to trick her. That thought made him want to turn back but he forced himself to keep going, one day he was going to have to let her do her thing. There would be a day where he couldn’t protect her. Today he doubted she would get into any trouble. The pack was safe and he was starting to get to know and trust the residents here. He passed the stables which he saw a couple horses out grazing in the beautiful weather. His thoughts idly turned from his sister to how much warmer it was in Florida right now, it was probably already hot and sticky from the humidity there, an unsatisfying thought to him. Here it was perfect there was humidity, and the wind wasn’t hurting the weather, it was a light rustle in the newly blooming of the branches. The grass was starting to turn green too, this was paradise, even though he was told it wasn’t a few times, they didn’t know much. Then again this was the nicest area he’s been around, although he couldn’t remember much from before his parents were attacked. Wondering if they were still alive he wasn’t sure how long it took him but he found himself near the border, he could smell the scent marks that said this was owned. He looked out to see the same trees and grass as there was here. Well territories weren’t always different and possibly this was an unclaimed one. Niro moved away from the border, he was really scared of stepping over it. It was like leaving his den back in Florida, every time he left his life was in danger, he wasn’t sure if he left these boundries like his den’s he would be safe or not. Well it wasn’t worth the try, but he stared out, out into the horizon, there was a lot to explore, but to leave without his sister, leave her vulnerable, it was too much for him. He decided to sit, and let his mind think about what was going on.

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#2
Small light gray clouds, a warm sun bathed the land. Silent it was for a little walk, despite the small critters and the birds. Flayra had walked away from the Dreamer border, seemed to be out for a little walk beyond the pack. The last time she had been outside the land was when she went back to the liquor store where she met Silas. She had met the Russian juvenile again last month. He was very interesting, especially for a Russian. Maybe, if she did meet him again, she could ask more about his homeland and it's ways. It was part of the Eurasian continents. Places in that area had intrigued her.

She wasn't really going anywhere particular, but from what she could gather from her surroundings, she was going in the direction of the Miracles pack. It was an interesting name, Cour des Miracles. She knew what it was in English. The Court of Miracles. It was part of a human play, a song as well. A kind of choir play, at best. She wasn't sure of the origin of the pack's name. She just new it was French and a kind of play.

She had come close to the border. She was just walking she wasn't really turning past trees or taking a different path. She just walked from CD to Miracles. She probably should turn back before she gets accused from trespassing or loitering outside the pack. Her blue orbs caught the sight of a wolf. She'd better leave before she gets seen, but she didn't move go. She was rather curious about what the wolf was thinking about. She should probably interact with out of packers. She approached, but still remained outside the borders a good distance, but still close enough to speak with the wolf. "Um... hi."
#3
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WC: 403

He could smell her before he saw her. In fact he was confused when the new smell drifted into his nostrils, it was a sweet scent, definitely a female. Then he saw her white form coming forward. She didn’t seem to notice him, and he watched her intently, he was just starting to notice other female wolves, and this one was a very pretty thing, but his reaction to a female wouldn’t be as strong as it would be later on in life, he was still young. Right now he had to remind himself, he closed his eyes and listened as she moved closer. Then she stopped. It seemed she could easily smell the border and was not a part of Cour des Miracles. His ears were entirely erect making him look funny he felt his Mohawk on his ears, and waited. Then he heard her voice and he slowly opened his eyes. Well at least she was cautious, he gave her a smile>

Hello.

He said in a calm friendly voice. He stayed seated though. He was not in a hurry to get up, and he was sure that she wasn’t going to come over here and attack him… or he hoped she wouldn’t so far any encounter he had stayed neutral, or friendly. He hoped she was friendly, he enjoyed new friends and maybe he would be braver if he had a friend on another pack or who traveled around often.

Good day for a walk isn’t it?

He said, he was now starting to feel awkward, he didn’t like greetings very well because he was never any good at them. Being as social as he was most of his life all he had was his sister that was until he came here. He met a few wolves who were very loyal and very nice. There was so much going on right now too, his life had taken a total three sixty. It felt good and his mood was quite good, but he was certain that he wanted to explore too, before the egg hatched and he’d have to trap and train birds. He absent mindedly rubbed the little bump on the sling he wore tightly over his shoulder, the only thing he wore. He had his knife tucked around the sling. It came in too useful for him to ever leave, but he wasn’t planning on using it on anyone.

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#4
The wolf seemed... friendly by the sound of his voice, but it might be a cover up of some kind. There was a couple of times where she was deceived by the sound of someone's once before. However, this male seemed to be showing the real deal and not a false masking. She never really thought that anyone outside of Crimson Dreams weren't friendly in anyway. She has a brother in another pack and that Naniko was in the same pack as her brother. So, maybe she could easily get along with this stranger. He sounded friendly and all.

The still kept her distance from the other wolf as she sat down. She had never been to the pack of Miracles before. It would probably be like the other packs, just different ranking systems. That was the only thing that each pack had in difference to each other, apart from Inferni, they were full of coyotes and have different ranking system. She looked upon the male as he too was sitting down. "Yeah, I guess so." It was a bit hard to get social with one that was out of the pack, but she did try her best. "I'm Flayra."
#5
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OOC: Sorry, I got us in a stuck part of the whole deal ; ; >.< hopefully we can figure out how to make it all right hahaha

He smiled as she introduced herself. Her coloring reminded him a lot of his sister, except she had bright pink dreadlocks and tail, this one was just white. He had a drifting thought about how hard this would look in snow, probably blend in except for the nose and eyes. He would obvious stick out like a sore thumb, but he shrugged the thought off.

It’s a pleasure to meet you. My name is Niro, so I’m guessing you are from a different pack?

He asked as he stood up himself. Wiping the dirt and dried leaves and sticks off his legs. He looked across the invisible border, he wasn’t sure if it was claimed or not, he could only tell where Cour des Miracles was, and he was afraid to go any closer in case they were very territorial, she seemed nice but she could easily be one of those who is displeased about trespassers. He was not sure what to do, he’d love to have friends outside of his pack, and making them would be a great thing but he didn’t know the rules and borders around any of the packs.

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#6
lol, it's cool

She herself would like to make more friends that were of outside the pack, however, since the war, you wouldn't be able to trust anyone that quickly, even if they were friendly in any way. He stood up as he spoke again. She kept her eyes on him for any false moves. She examined him carefully, noticing the feathers in his hair, and the way his hair is. She had not seen a hair style like his before. He had seen a couple of wolves that had feathers in their hair before. Still, he might a potential death trap.

The girl thought a little before she would answer the male before her. Should she answer and let him know where she came from? Or just must a break for it? She didn't want to be rude. Besides, the male showed friendliness in his voice. "Yes, I do. I'm from Crimson Dreams, west of here." she said normally.
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WC: 341

His eyes brightened at the sound of the name, it seemed so pleasant. Well Flayra seemed like a pleasant wolf herself. A few questions boomed in his head. Although he was a bit shy to actually ask out loud, he just dazed for a second, thinking about a place like that. He bet it was just as nice as this place, although she did seem rather skittish for someone living in such a nice sounding place

Is it nice there? Are all the wolves the same color as you? I’ve only been in this pack, and well… I was a loner with my sister back when we were in florida, but this place is far better than anything I could have imagined.

He just came out with the questions, one right after the other, the puppy face he usually saved for Orin when she had good stories to tell… she always did have good stories to tell, peeked out on his face now, showing how young he was and how naïve he could be about the territories out there, but he had that look of wanting to learn, to know what goes where, and to fit the pieces in. He was liking this new wolf a bit, and his tenseness was loosening up. He looked at her entirely now, he was no use to other females around him, he actually even noticed the females, but he wasn’t much of a charmer, but he looked her up and down, noting the scar she had on her arm, he wondered where it came from but he pushed that question behind him, he’ll ask later maybe, it seemed like a personal happening. He rubbed the leather of his sling a little, to keep his excitement about a new wolf from a different place get to him, it was a comforting thing for him to do, maybe once the egg is hatched and grown he’ll just wear it to keep himself calm. But that was the far future, he shouldn’t be thinking about that now.

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