Paw [P]rints in the Sand

Element · 09-07-2010, 07:29 PM

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Tada~!

Element looked out lazily towards the line of the ocean. This small bay was a comfortable spot for viewing the ocean without wandering to the wide shore, where anyone could come to you. It was right next to Halifax, which was good - it wouldn't take long to walk back to the University where he'd long decided to make his home. In fact, everything was going easily. Peacefully.

This had settled down.

After he had met so many wolves, it was nice to be lazy in paradise. That's what he called this beautiful scene with its setting sun into the ocean - a peaceful paradise. He was just sprawled out into the sand, his tail wrapped around him, his paws directly in front, and his emerald eyes trained on the ocean. It seemed that nothing, nothing, could interrupt this end of day after so many days of nothing. True, there had been some spats, some little troubles. But that was just part of life. He liked Souls, with its intelligent and mostly kind wolves. He liked the beach, with its lapping waves silently and slowly sucking away the sand. And he liked most of all the University, where worlds of imagination lay just waiting for him to discover.

But he had time for that.

He had time for it all.

Izaak · 09-10-2010, 10:16 AM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Sie; 517 words

Izaak was out and about yet again. But that was just him. There were just so many interesting things to be found and messed with. So many things for him to get into. Things for him to pick up and take back to the mansion. And that was pretty much what he had been doing as of late. He'd find things everywhere the pick them up and take them back to place on Cotl's bed. He had even scoured the mansion on occasion as well, picking up things from other rooms to bring back and place on Cotl's bed. It was something that his uncle wasn't too fond of. But then that was the way it was with a number of things. They differed on so many levels. They were almost complete opposites. The young boy was always doing something to irk his uncle's nerves. But it wasn't like he did it on purpose. He was just being himself and that was something that he couldn't really change.

The coyote child had made his way down to the coast. There wasn't an actual destination in mind as he just walked. But when did he ever have an actual destination? Perhaps when he was heading back to the mansion. But even then he could get easily sidetracked and distracted and end up somewhere else entirely. Actually that is what happens more often than not. So walking with a purpose was out of the question for him. He just always ended up someplace different. It wasn't something that was actually done on purpose. He just had trouble with concentration and could easily become infatuated with something else at a moment's notice. Just blame it all on genetics. That would be the most likely cause for his extremely short attention span. Or some undiagnosed problem in his head, which wouldn't be doubtful either.

As he walked along the shore he bent down and picked up shells. He had never seen such things before and found them of interest so he just had to take them with him to ask his Unky Cotl all about. That was what he did with everything that was picked up. He had his uncle explain it all to him. No doubt the other was growing tired of this. Nearly every day he would come back to even more stuff having been placed on his bed. But Izaak couldn't help himself. He was inexperienced in many aspects of life. What could he do but to ask questions? And what better way than to show just what he was asking about?

Eventually his shell picking led him up to where a dark figure was laying. He tilted his head at he stared at it. "Du siehst komisch. Was ist los mit du?" The question was out as he was trying to figure out what was going on with the feline. Whether he figured the other could actually talk or not was impossible to tell. Especially since the boy ended up talking to himself most of the time. Either way the German words were placed into the air.

Element · 09-22-2010, 08:18 PM

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I'm really sorry for the delay! D: And for the bad post. x.x

"Du siehst komisch. Was ist los mit du?" Words floated into Element's mind, and he turned to find that a coyote was behind him. His color was that of flaming orange, and Element found that a very brilliant color - rather intriguing, to be precise. His pelt blazed in the sun, and Element almost averted his eyes before remembering himself and looking at the dog.

Now that he had seen the speaker, he had to decipher those spoken words of his. And what were they? Element furrowed his brow, trying to retrieve any memory of such language. He'd been in the presence of Low Speech and High Speech, English and Spanish, but this new language was different. It was choppy, almost harsh, and he wished he could understand the words spoken. It had a heavy accent - clearly it wasn't a native language. The words sounded twisted and almost garbled from the back of this coyote's throat, and several guttural sounds punctuated the two sentences.

"I'm sorry," Element said politely, not knowing what to do in this case. "I don't understand exactly what you just said." He hoped this pup knew English - he never encountered this strange, guttural language before, and assumed that others of the area didn't speak it. This canine must have come from another area. Perhaps on a boat? He hoped he spoke English, so he could gather more information from the coyote.

Izaak · 09-24-2010, 05:19 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Sie; It is fine hun, it happens to us all; 304 words

There were others that spoke the language. They were just few and far in between. His whole family spoke it. It was their native tongue. Though other than them there was only one other that he had come across that could understand it even though she hadn't spoken it. It was a female in Inferni. So it seemed that all of those that had a knowledge of German and lived in Canada also lived in Inferni. That meant that there was five, including himself, that knew his language. And with the way that he was almost always trying German first then those that he met have at least heard the language even if they didn't understand it. And with as many times as he was told that whomever he was speaking to didn't understand it still didn't stop him from trying.

The coyote boy nodded his head to say that he understood. It took him a moment to search his mind for the words but he ended up translating what he said after a pause. "Yous looks funnys. Wha wrongs wit yous?" His English was broken as he tried to work through his accent in order to get the words out and make them understandable. The child felt that he had done a pretty good job at it.

Head took on a bit of a tilt as he stared at the other. He was trying to figure out why, what he assumed was another coyote, was deformed. The tail was so thin and the ears were small. Actually the other male was small all together. To him it was strange. He didn't have the knowledge of other creatures. He just assumed everyone was a coyote and that they could walk on two legs. So he simply thought that Element might be ill or something.

Element · 09-30-2010, 03:01 PM

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Element sat, glad when the coyote nodded his head in understanding. There were some languages he knew - such as the Low Speech and Spanish - but there were plenty he didn't and have come across. Japanese, French, and this mysterious language he couldn't exactly point out. It seemed guttural and sharp - quite different from the flowing, romantic languages he'd come to know. Perhaps one day he could learn this language.

"Yous looks funnys. Wha wrongs wit yous?" The coyote clearly spoke with difficulty, his accent thick in his words, but Element could understand him well enough. What confused him was the question that this canine posed - Element looked funny? He glanced at his coat, but found nothing out of place with the sleek, glistening, black hairs that covered his body. Running a bristled tongue over his teeth, he found that nothing was strange their, either. His tail was still in place, he confirmed by wiggling it. And his ears were just fine. So what was this person talking about?

Confused, Element looked up at him. "What do you mean?" he asked, not entirely sure of what to say in this situation.

Izaak · 10-01-2010, 06:54 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Sie; 319 words

It couldn't be blamed that Element didn't understand. How was he to know that Izaak saw everyone as a coyote. He was quite the uneducated little thing. His mother never had time to teach him the basic things of life that everyone should know. Because of this his ignorance could prove difficult to those around him. Because he didn't understand the simplest of things. His only accomplishments would be his understanding of German and English, in the reading and writing aspect as well as being able to speak each, and knowledge of carnal pleasures. Other than that there was only the instinct of survival around his mother. When he should approach her and when it was best to keep away from her. When to act meekly while she was upset and when to run. But those couldn't exactly translate to being in Canada. His mother wasn't here. His mother no longer existed.

The child simply stared at the other as he checked himself out. He didn't understand what the other was doing. Had he messed up on his language again? But the other had used English and that is what he had resorted to. Was his chopped up version unrecognizable? He had used what he had been taught where the appropriate words. Granted his accent gave him a bit of trouble in pronouncing them exactly. But then the other responded and those slight worries were put to rest. They had to be so that he could think of how best to phrase his own response.

"Yous reals small. Yous tails toos small toos. Yous ears toos." He explained himself as best as he could. Trying to break down just what he meant. He was naming off the most noticeable differences between himself and Element, between his family of coyotes and the cat. Not that he recognizes the feline as being such but seeing him simply as an undersized coyote.

Element · 10-13-2010, 07:57 PM

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"Yous reals small. Yous tails toos small toos. Yous ears toos."

Element cocked his head at the coyote as it slowly - slowly - began to dawn on him that maybe this coyote had never met a cat before. It's happened - he'd seen puppies who have been awed at this feline's sleek fur, small physique, and thin, large ears. And it seemed that there weren't many cats around Souls - in fact, he had hardly met any. He curled his tail around his paws and began to explain.

"Well," he said, "I'm not a coyote, like you. I'm not even a canine, like most of the people around here. I'm a cat - albeit, not as large as some wild cats like lions and tigers, but large enough for a domestic cat." He was slightly wary using the word 'domestic' - as a rule, 'domestic' meant tame, owned by humans. Trained by humans not to be wild. Element, although intelligent and not violent as a principle, was, by no standards, 'domestic'. But domestic was the best description of his breed, which had not yet escaped the ties of selective breeding and had not yet ventured back into the world of the wild. Wild cats always had awed him - their amazing power rivaled that of Element by far. Some, such as the great mountain lions, rivaled even the wolves of Souls. But Element would never get too close to these felines - they were territorial, and although he could probably speak to them, it wouldn't be in his best interest. Not by far.

So he waited for this member of the great canine species to reply, and in doing so, let his thoughts wander slightly off the topic at hand.

Izaak · 10-17-2010, 05:02 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Sie; 359 words

Actually Izaak had grown up in Germany. His mother had only had canine suitors though. He had never seen a feline before. But then again he hadn't been allowed too far away from the one room shack where his family had all lived together. So even the fluffy quality of wolves was marveled over. But at least they looked similar to coyotes. And there would be one wolf that hadn't bothered to correct him when having called him a coyote. So to him wolves were just bigger and fluffier coyotes. Just as he had assumed that this cat was a slimmer and smaller coyote. But he just thought that everything was a coyote. He was slowly learning that such wasn't the case. He was slowly learning about different animals. One by one being told that not everything was a coyote as he had assumed.

"Cat?" Izaak asked with a tilt of his head. It was clear that he wasn't at all familiar with the term. He had no idea about this cat that was being spoken about. But if the other said he was a cat then he would readily believe it. Why shouldn't he? He just had no idea what exactly it meant to be a cat. Or these other, what he assumed were, cats that the other was naming off. Actually he didn't even understand the term canine either. The only thing that he knew was coyote. That coyote is what his family was made up of. And what he assumed all others were too since that was the only term that he had heard.

Without really considering any sort of consequences Izaak reached out a hand in order to try to touch Element. He was curious and had acted without thinking. He wanted to know what it felt like to be a cat. Did it feel any different from himself? Of course the other could easily move and not allow himself to be touched and felt by Izaak. The coyote boy just had no idea that permission was generally asked for first. But considering who his family was then it really shouldn't be all that surprising.

Element · 10-21-2010, 09:10 PM

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"Cat?" the coyote asked. Element nodded, his tail wrapped around his paws neatly. He guessed this canine, although not a puppy, hadn't been around very much - perhaps he was a part of the all-coyote pack Inferni, who boasted their single species ranks in the form of skulls lining the borders. The canine's confused expression lent itself to Element's thoughts that he didn't know many other species, and that coyote perhaps was all he knew. This idea was novel to Element, who'd be exposed to many different species as a kitten, including the snail that had once crawled its way onto his nose and made him wide-eyed with excitement and curiosity. Yes, species were something strange and spectacular indeed - and the amount of them was astonishing.

Suddenly, however, a furred paw broke into his thoughts and dug into his silky black fur. Element tensed, not sure of what this canine was doing, but didn't move in case the wide-eyed, innocent-looking coyote took that as a threat and did something sudden. But it seemed as though the coyote was simply curious as to what Element felt like, which was undoubtedly silkier and softer than his coyote brethren.

In fact, the furred hand that dug itself into Element's fur was scratchy and quite nice against his itchy skin...he wriggled underneath it, getting to that spot that he could never quite reach..."Purr..."

Izaak · 10-23-2010, 06:01 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Sie; 368 words

He was still close enough to being a puppy, albeit a large one, since he still hadn't even reached the one year mark yet. What else would you call someone not yet a yearling if not a puppy? Sure, he was in adult ranks with being over six months in age but he still hadn't reached the level of maturity yet. He was stuck between the two. And well, he had been sheltered from the things that most experienced, though he was privy to things he shouldn't know at his young age. Though yes, he did reside in Inferni but that was where his family was so it only made sense to stick there with them. Back in Germany Izaak had been extremely close with his family, closer than family should be. But even though he didn't know much he wasn't so dense that he wasn't learning. He had just never been exposed before and it took someone correcting him for him to understand that not everything he encountered was a coyote.

The coyote child giggled as Element wriggled around beneath his hand. "Cat softs." The words were giggled out in that way of innocent, child-like glee at a new discovery. But that is exactly what this was for him. And well, the feeling of vibrations from the purring tickled his hand. "Cat pretties." He made his declaration with a nod of his head and a smile on his lips. Clearly the boy had no problem casually tossing out compliments.

Nor did he seem to understand personal space either since he had reached out with his other hand as well to try and pick up the feline. Like anything else that Izaak found interesting he wanted to show it off to his Unky Cotl. Anything that he liked he ended up bringing back to the Mansion and placing it on his uncle's bed for the older male to find later and do whatever with. Usually after Izaak got whatever it was back and placed on the bed then he typically left it there and went out only to forget about it. Unless it continued to entertain him then he could sit there and stare for hours on end.

Element · 11-02-2010, 01:12 PM

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Sorry for putting this off for so long! -facepalm-

"Thank you," the ebony feline said to the coyote's compliment, and Element continued to purr. He was happy; he hadn't been petted like this in a long time. Since, in fact, his mother had groomed him with her raspy, harsh tongue. Suddenly, however, he felt himself being picked up and snapped his eyes open. He flattened his ears and shrunk himself so that he slipped out of the coyote's hands and landed back on the floor. He shook out his fur and licked himself on the chest a few times before looking back up to the coyote.

"Please don't pick me up," he said. It wasn't that he didn't like the coyote - it was just that he didn't like being out of control of his own body. That happened when he got picked up, and he didn't like it. It was bad enough that humans and Luperci alike towered over him as well as most creatures in this area, but to be picked up and taken out of control of his own body? Preposterous. He'd read about how domestic cats had been picked up and petted and things like that in the human days and he wondered how on earth they could stand it. He would probably go mad in an environment like that, and his ears flattened further thinking about it.

He just hoped the coyote wasn't so naive that he'd try it again - again, and Element would probably scratch or bite him to teach him a small lesson in life. If he'd picked something else up - something equally small but wilder and vicious - he would have gotten himself into a lot of trouble. Possibly with a ferocious mother as well.

Izaak · 11-10-2010, 04:24 PM

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"Welcomes." Izaak gave the proper response even though he had no idea what was being talked about. "I gibe no gifes." Just the simple words made his confusion apparent. He thought thanks only came with gifts and he hadn't given anything. He hadn't even done anything to please the other either. So to him the thanks and expression of gratitude was entirely unnecessary. It was becoming more and more obvious just how different his upbringing was. He had no experience with compliments. Sure, he handed them out but wasn't used to being thanked for them.

"Oh noes! Yous falls!" The boy quickly knelt down beside the feline to check on him. "I sorries. I no means toos." He had no idea that the cat had actually wiggled out of his arms. Instead he thought that he had accidentally dropped the other. "Yous okays? I sorries!" He was apologizing over and over again. The worry and concern was clearly written all over his face. He really thought that he had did something wrong.

He nodded his head and backed away from the other at the words. He sat down and pulled his knees up to his chest, keeping his arms wrapped around his ankles. He looked almost completely devastated. But at least Element didn't have to worry about the boy trying to pick him up again. Izaak wasn't even trying to touch him again. The child looked as if he had been scolded rather than nicely asked not to do something. He was stuck in his own head though. He thought the other didn't want to be picked up, or touched for that matter, because he had dropped the cat when he had tried before. He had no idea that the feline just didn't like being picked up and had wiggled his way out of the embrace. Instead he was berating himself in his own head for what he assumed that he had done. It really didn't take much for him to switch up moods.

Element · 11-13-2010, 01:03 PM

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Sure! :3

Element smiled. "You didn't give a gift, but you paid me a compliment." Element strove to be as polite as he could, and thanking someone for a compliment was politeness at its best. He wasn't sure if this coyote knew much about manners, but Element didn't think that meant he shouldn't exercise them in any way he could.

But then, it seemed that he did have manners - he continued to apologize over and over about letting Element fall. Element smiled at the coyote; he was glad he wasn't about to pick him up again, but didn't want him to feel guilty for Element's slip down to the floor. He was a cat, after all, and was quite adept at falling on all four of his paws unharmed. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm quite alright. Really, don't feel bad," he assured the coyote after seeing him look so sad and curl up on the floor. He hoped he hadn't hurt his feelings too badly - he just didn't want to be picked up, and nothing more.

Izaak · 11-16-2010, 06:39 AM

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There were quite a number of things that he didn't know hardly anything about. Actually most of the things in life he didn't know. No one had ever taught him so he couldn't be expected to know. After all everyone had to be taught. No one woke up one day and suddenly knew all the things that they didn't know before. It just didn't work that way. If it did then Izaak wouldn't be as dim as he was. "Was complimens? I only says yous softs and pretties." He didn't exactly understand what a compliment was even if he gave them out all of the time. It was a word that he had never been taught before. But it wasn't like he had ever been complimented before. Or well, on the rare occasion his mother might call him a good boy but that was about it. Even that didn't happen too often though. Generally he was just known as the ugly one.

"I makes yous falls." He spoke the words with a sniffle, wiping at his eyes as tears started to slip down his cheeks. Generally he was happy but when he was sad he had no trouble expressing that either. He cried freely just as he was doing now. But he couldn't help crying when he was sad. He had no idea how to bottle up his emotions and hide them. With the coyote it was extremely easy to tell just how he felt. He was like an open book. He wore his expressions openly, just like if he was questioned he didn't hesitate to give an answer. Everything about him could be figured out because of it. He had no idea that some things were meant to be private.

"I sorries." Again he apologized as he pushed himself to stand up. "I goes nows. I no mean hurts yous." He was still worried about hurting Element so he was just going to leave the feline so that he couldn't cause the other anymore harm. He turned away from the other and continued down the beach, crying still. He had no idea where he was going but he was just leaving the other alone so that nothing could happen again.

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