~Complicated Thoughts~

Belle · 06-27-2010, 11:48 AM

The young fem glanced this way and that- piercing the space around her with a sharp- eyed stare. Crimson eyes glittered in thier socket like the blood from a soldiers wound- the contrast of her bold eyes against her pale face was almost ghost-like, unreal. The wolfess had come here to get away- the reality of being in a pack was really getting to her. She felt confused- yet in a strange way- happy. The innocent figure danced across an open grassland- a spring in her step that had not been there before. She felt stronger than she had ever been, and well-fed. Her pace quickened- she needed her thoughts clearing- they were too clogged and misty. The fey was one year of age- not a pup anymore- yet not an adult. She was still wavering between the two- going from one to the other like a yo-yo. Sometimes she might be a playful youngster- running and laughing; curious about everything. But other times- she would be mysterious, yet more mature. Most of her childhood had been snatched away from her- and she was only just gaining it back; yet it was almost too late. She no longer had the sudden urge to play- or the craving to explore everything around her- but there was one thing that had stuck with her since birth- the lust to run. If anyone asked the girl to what her favourite hobby was- she would reply blantley- running. At the thought of running- Belle had a glimpse of her past. She remembered the times her and her brothers would race home- see who got there first.
Her brothers.
She had often lay on the bed at the manor at crimson dreams- thinking about them. About what had happened to them. Now she did not worry about them so much, as lots of time had passed. Her family was only a memory now... a forgotten dream. She only hoped she might see her brothers again- yet, one thing she was sure of- was that she most certainaly did not want to meet her father once more. The wolf shook her head vigourously- snow-like fur flying everywhere. She had come here to just be peaceful and calm- yet she had ended up thinking about everything once again. It was just like her- too think alot. She was a girl of little words- yet alot went on in her complicated mind.

The teen suddenly stiffened- stopping to see a large tree- blocking her way. It was twisted and old- its roots spreading in all directions. She lay by its trunk, and slipped downwards. Her breathing slowed- and softened, and her pale lids closed- covering her startled eyes. The cool breeze was all to much for her to bear- and slowly, sleep enveloped the wolf.

Liliana Utina · 06-29-2010, 09:14 PM

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OOC: pups curiousity XD. I didn’t knw what else to do O.O

It had been such a long few weeks for her, she’d managed to stay in the confines of AniWaya’s borders, mostly due to helping out after the windstorm that had struck not too long ago, but also that she felt she had a duty to actually be there for a while, but her wandering heart was still large and she couldn’t help but leave the borders of her pack yet again. This time it didn’t take her as far as it had before, she didn’t want to go past that horrible Inferni place again, with the skulls at the borders and evertything… she knew where she was at least, she’d been around enough to now know the places here and there in the area, even if it wasn’t a part of her packs. They all shared the land and the land graciously gave to them, even though sometimes it asked them to give some back.

She’d been wandering the dampwoods for a little bit that day and decided to move further out into the open fields. Most of the area itself wasn’t claimed by a pack, maybe a lone wolf here or there, but she had little care for such nonsense when it came to territory. It seemed like a very ordinary nothing will happen kind of day, until she spotted something white underneath a tree, she tilted her head this way and that, at first from where she’d been standing and how far away she was, it looked like a cloud had landed on the ground, which was impossible unless you included fog… but who did? Then as she moved closer she could tell it was a wolf, and from the smell of her this was just a normal wolf, nothing too “special” about her. She came closer to the sleeping form curious, wondering if she was dead or not, she found a stick close by, not wanting to touch her in case she really was dead, and started poking the white furred animal with the stick.

Belle · 07-01-2010, 12:30 PM

Sorry for the short reply! WC- 274

Thwack. Thwack.

Something sharp stirred the adolescent in her sleep. She twitched slightly, tossing and turning- irritated. Her bright eyes suddenly shot open. Something- or someone, was staring at her. She felt as if she was under a magnifying glass, being studied. A young she-wolf towered over the arctic-femme. Bloody crimsons glanced downwards, and she saw the pitiful object that had managed too interrupt her slumber- a crooked stick. Belle glanced upwards again, drinking in the appearance of the stranger. A couple of minuets ago the Teen was bathed in glossy sunlight, yet now- The light had faded away- too cast an eerie shadow over Belle, due to the obstruction of the opaque wolf before her.

She stood up hastily, and broke out of the shadows, unsure whether the young woman was a threat to her.
Although Belle had not yet reached her full height- she was extremely small. Her petit form circled the wolfess, her eyes never leaving her figure.
'Friend Or Foe?' Her speech was simple- yet not at all incoherent, and the question she had asked was really more of a question too herself.
She frowned, and sat on her haunches, thinking. She thought maybe she could try to be nice to the stranger, after all; she was trying to make friends round here. She lifted her tone a notch- speaking more kindly.
Hello there. Do you wish somthing of me? Or did you wake me from my dreams by accident?'
Her onyx nose twitched, and she quickly sampled the un-familiar scent of the pup. By the smell of her she was probably going to be from a pack.

Liliana Utina · 07-05-2010, 10:24 AM

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WC:--- OOC: your post is fine ^^

Liliana jumped when the wolf sat up suddenly, she was scared right out of her fur, the wolf had been so sound asleep and tranquil that her breathing had become very shallow and was hard to see from the outside, so Liliana had been quite sure that the wolf had been dead, now that she’d sat up she thought she was meeting yet another ghost in which walked in solid form like Lolita, whom she met in Halifax. Her heart raced, hoping if this was a ghost she would be nice to her for poking her awake.

I’m sooo so so sorry, please don’t’ be angry and send me to the underworld to be tortured.

She pleaded not hearing the other wolf’s request. Liliana dropped the stick, hoping that because she didn’t have the thing that did the poking would mean she wasn’t going to be banished from the wonderful life she knew. She had her own beliefs of mother earth, but she didn’t know much about it, and knew more of if she was bad, evil or angry spirits would send her to the underworld where she would be tormented for the rest of her life and beyond. That’s what she’d been taught by a tavern person, who got angry at her for slipping and spilling her water over him when she was only a clumbsy little pup learning to walk in her new form.

Belle · 07-05-2010, 12:25 PM

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OMG it’s OCC!

Belle let out a little chuckle, and looked at the pup in admiration. 'The underworld? I have not exactly got Hades on speed dial!' She nudged the pup with her velvet nose, softly. What had made her think something as terrible as that? As the pup dropped the stick, the teen nimbly caught it in her jaws, and threw it away to the side, where it landed with a Plonk. 'Can I ask a name of you, young one?' She was completely at ease with the pup now, and knew she was not a threat to her. To Belle- it seemed this was just a curious pup.

It had been a while since the albino had played, and looking at the young one standing before her, Belle suddenly had the urge to get playful.
'Run now! Before I send you to hell!' She yipped, bracing herself, limbs trembling with anticipation, before she attempted to pounce on the young one.

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