Exploration and Adventure
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ooc: pp oked over AIM <3

Denali found something that was actually keeping him warm, at least his neck and face, he’d wrapped it all around his body, though he didn’t know exactly what it was, he’d found it laying around the manor… it may have been someone’s he didn’t know, he just didn’t want to be cold any longer. Artemis had asked him to go on an adventure with her and he gladly agreed and he was soon following close behind her, though once they had passed the borders up he was almost tripping over her, he’d not been outside the borders since he came, but he didn’t want to let Artemis to know he was slightly scared, but he kept his nose to her till they stopped and when he looked up he felt so astonished.

Aaaahhh!!!! Wooow what are those?

He asked looking at the huge buildings in front of them, letting out an astonished cry. It was just… there were so many… and they were so big! He could only gape at them. They were something so new, so different that it looked as though it wasn’t even real!

What is this place?

He asked cautiously, moving closer to Artemis and staring around to make sure nothing was going to attack them.

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sorry for the delay <3


Artemis had wrapped the warm scarf her mother had made her tightly around her neck, marvelling at how soft the material was (it felt as soft as water!), and she loved the dark and light blue combination. It was beautiful, and Artemis loved it so much! The light blue in it matched the soft baby blue color of her eyes, and the little silver Marino was more than proud to wear it. That morning, she had wrapped it around her neck excitedly and as best as she could on four legs, then she had gone to look for Denali to propose an adventure. Now they moved away from the pack's borders, such an exciting thing for them!

The girl laughed at Denali's reaction, especially when he moved closer to her, but she was also looking at the buildings with a small flutter in her stomach. "I don't really know, I didn't come this way the last time I left the pack lands!" she said, her voice an excited whisper. "We should go closer and check it out!" Artemis wanted so desperately to explore the strange city for as long as they possibly could. Eventually, Savina would realize that they had wandered much farther away than normal, the silver girl expected. There was a... very small chance she would get mad, but Artemis couldn't be bothered to think of that.

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ooccgoodnessss

Denali felt dizzy the higher he had to look, he gulped a little at Artemis’ suggestion. He didn’t want to seem like a scaredy cat though. So he nodded and moved in first. He wasn’t feeling all that particularly brave but he thought that since he’d been brave before he had to now. He moved closer to the tall buildings, they couldn’t hurt him, they weren’t real. He was swiveling his head back and forth, there was so many thing something can hide behind.

You think these grew up from the ground?

Denali asked curious, though he was quite scared still. He wanted to understand what all this was, he wanted to be able to soak it all in. this was all too scary for him, but he put on his brave face and walked closer and closer, knowing Artemis would be right by his side.

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At Denali's question of the strange objects' origins, Artemis shook her head slowly. "I don't... think so? Maybe they did, but I don't think rocks grow, so I don't know how these would've, either," she said. Artemis was almost certain that the buildings had not, in fact, sprung up from the ground, just as she knew that the manor had not back home. They had to have been built by someone, though she wasn't really sure who. It was likely that her mother or father could have told the duo of pups, but as they were neither here nor there, it seemed that the two young ones would be left to their own devices.

She moved with him, matching his steps with excited anticipation. "Should we go inside one? I wonder what's in there!" she said, looking to the closest tall building. The young Marino did not know what to expect of the building, but she really wanted to look inside and explore. She did not, however, want to make Denali do anything he didn't want to. That wouldn't be fun at all, and all that she wanted was to have fun.

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OOC: :3 fuuun

Denali was slightly disappointed that his idea wasn’t possible, but it helped him understand the ways of the world as Artemis had infinite wisdom in Denali’s eyes. He was apprehensive at first when Artemis asked if they should go inside, but his curiousity was peeked when she said there was something in them… he thought they were solid… the age of the pups could easily be seen if both talked about the same thing, and Denali was glad he had someone to look up to. he nodded but stopped sot that Artemis could go first.

You go first.

He said looking up at the older pup, he smiled at her feeling glad he could have a dependable adopted sister. well to him she was his sister blood or no. the adopted part didn’t matter, but he was glad he could have real adventures with her, and his uneasiness about leaving Crimson Dreams was wearing away into a full blown curiousity, as well as his normal adventurous boisterous puppy attitude.

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Wasn't sure where they were exploring, so I made up a store... Toy store! 8D


Artemis studied the exterior of the building. It wasn't one of the taller ones and the door looked like it could be pushed open fairly easily, which was obviously a good thing. She could shift and open it that way, but that seemed like it would have been an awful lot of work and she didn't want to make Denali feel bad, since she didn't know if Denali could shift yet. She didn't think that her adopted brother could. She didn't even think that Silvano or Parker could, and the three of them were older than Denali.

Trotting eagerly to the door, Artemis pushed it open with her body, bounding inside happily. She was very excited to be exploring so far away from home! Soft blue eyes widened as she took in the dust inventory, the bits of light filtering through the dirty window just hardly enough to see by. There were shelves and buckets of items everywhere, both soft and hard, boxed and open. "Denali, lookit! This looks like Parker's sheep!" she said, bouncing over to a bin with fluffy white sheep stuffed animals and very soft orange duck plushies.

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+3 OOC: Hehehe boys and trucks!!!


Denali watched as she pushed the door open, envying her so much for being so brave, but she was older, and that was the excuse he was sticking to. he followed her inside and saw all sorts of items. He ran over to where Artemis ran to stating it looked like Parker’s sheep and though he had seen it a few times he could tell that it did. He grinned and nodded but his attention was moved to shelves of items that were so old… so mysterious and found an isle full of items that he had no idea what they were… he knew that they had wheels but the rest of the parts of the items he could not tell. He was wagging his tail though as he looked up the shelves… it was so big and yet there were so many things on the shelves it made him dizzy. He stood up on his hind legs to find a boxed thing… it had huge wheels on it he pulled himself up closer by putting his front paws on the shelf, but it seemed that his weight alone made the old shelf buckle and fall, and the toys that were on that shelf tumbled down and fell right on top of him…

Owwww

He grunted in dismay, he pulled himself out of the mass of objects grunting as he pulled himself free of the mess, well the big wheeled thing was down but it was still in its box. He shuffled through the bit of old boxes that fell on it, and pulled the one he had interested in out of the dogpile of toys. He then began to rip through the packaging, why was there so much of this? Why would he be prevented from enjoying this toy that seemed so alien to him? He knew it had to be something fun, it was shiny on the inside of the package!

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hehe!


Artemis was busy inspecting the bin of plush lambs and ducks (and colorful bunnies, too, she discovered), and she hardly noticed when Denali wandered away from her to look at other things. She stood with her two front paws draped over the edge of the bin and she was nosing through the contents of the bin excitedly, trying to see if there was something in there that she could bring back for Parker to be a friend of her lamb. Maybe she would just bring her one of the pink or purple bunnies, because they were cute and Parker liked cute things.

All of a sudden, though, the crash drew her away from the bin quickly, concern for Denali coursing through her. She looked down each aisle as she moved quickly, searching for the source of the crash. When she finally found it, Denali was trying desperately to get into one of the boxes. "Are you okay, Denali? What happened? What's that thing?" she asked, meaning the box he was trying to get into. She looked at one of the ones of the floor, but it didn't answer her question.

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OOC: he wants that truck lol

It’s a box, it has something cool in it!

He said as he ripped up the box, he was intent on getting it out, but it was slow going he was growling as he put his teeth in the cardboard and pulled, it would take him forever to do this!

I saw it n the shelf… but it fell when I touched it, stupid thing,

He said, between one of his biting’s and was pawing at the box, he could feel a little bump on his heads where one of the more heavier object had fallen on him… though he was not hurt at all and he was not going to complain about a bump on the head. that was just dumb. He looked up at her wondering if she could help him.

I can’t get it open though…

He pouted… he wouldn’t complain about sores and hurts but he would with a box, being a puppy was simple and complex and he just wanted to know what was inside it, he wanted to play with the thing with wheels, it looked like lots of fun!

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The silver girl watched with a stifled grin as he tore at the box, excited to see her friend want something so much that he was attacking it. It was sad, though, because she knew that things had just fallen on him, and he might be hurt, and he also seemed to be getting very frustrated. It saddened her to see him so frustrated, so Artemis was going to do something she wasn't yet comfortable doing in front of him if he wanted her to.

"If you want, I could shift and try and open it for you," she suggested tentatively. Though she did it often, Artemis was still very new to shifting, and she was much more comfortable in her usual four-legged form. The optime form was useful and exciting for the fact that it was new, but it was not quite what she was most comfortable with.

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WC: 147 OOC: <3

Though he was frustrated, the chewing and the ripping at the box seemed to make it both better and worse. Once Artemis offered her help, he stopped suddenly and looked over at her, flabbergasted.

You can change? REALLY!!!! COOL!

He said, feeling envy for his sister, and wishing that he could change too, that way he didn’t have to chew through anything else ever again, he’d have thumbs that could pull things apart! He wanted to see her change, in fact it made him excited, he’d rarely seen his parents change as they mostly stayed in their wolf forms, but when they did change to optime Denali thought it was the most amazing thing in the world. He nosed the ripped, and frayed package over to Artemis, and looked at her pleadingly, hoping that she would change and help him, it would make him a happy puppy.

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If she had been entertaining any thoughts about backing out of her offer to change and help him (though she certainly never would, that would be so unadventurous!), there was no trace of them once she saw how excited her adopted brother got for her. It was enough to make Artemis break out in a large grin and she forgot all her nerves about shifting in front of him. It was so awesome to have Denali around to play with, because he always got as excited as she did, and he liked to go on adventures, too. They made a perfect pair of friends, in her mind.

"Yeah, I can!" she replied enthusiastically. "I bet you'll be able to, too, but until then, I'll help you, and we'll be able to go on even more adventures together, and then just imagine what we can do when we both can shift!" It would be so exciting when they could both change and then they would be unstoppable and amazing. It wouldn't be too much longer for him, she hoped, but she also secretly enjoyed having him look up to her for being able to shift. She wouldn't say, though.

Artemis stood up and exhaled a bit, finding it a bit nerve-wracking to have him be right there when she changed, and she willed herself to shift. It was still an awkward process for her, but once it was done, she felt comfortable enough in her own body. She smiled at him, wondering what he would think of her now. She ran her fingers through her long, blue-tinted silver mane, wavy like her mother's. It still felt so cool!

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WC: 363 OOC: Yay for excited Denali!!

Her words excited the young boy to no end, he loved adventures with his friend and they’d gotten into enough that he thought it would not be an adventure without his friend as well as sister. He grinned nodding, waiting to see her shift, it was just something that excited him to no end. It made him wonder what it was going to be like when he shifted, because he knew that he wouldn’t look like he was now. And then she changed, it was even better than he thought, to see someone close to his age actually changing, though it was still so rare to see it even in the adults, he watched at her dumbstruck and saw as her limbs and body just… shifted to become something so different, but he was not afraid, in fact he was so happy for her as he stared at the now young luperci in front of him, she even had hair like their moms, it was so nice!

Wooow, oh why don’t you stay like that? I would… well I will when I change!

He said excitedly, daydreaming about that wonderful day when he would change, his prize was left half forgotten in between his front paws, a piece of the cardboard hanging off his mouth as he watched her in amazement, seeing so many uses for the new usable hands she had now… it was just amazing! He wondered if the humans he’d heard so little about could do such a thing, but that didn’t matter as it drifted from his mind. He could imagine all the adventures they could have together! Well when he could change, it would be just that great! It excite/d to him to no end.

How did it feel when you did it the first time? Did it hurt? Was it strange? Is it still?

He asked, knowing he wouldn’t really get reprimanded for his constant questions. He knew that if Artemis didn’t want to answer all his questions she would simply ignore them… and even if she did start reprimanding him about them now, he would care little he was just too excited about all of this.

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513 words.


Artemis would never say it out loud, but she loved spending time with Denali more than she did with any of her other siblings. She was much more rambunctious than the rest of them, and especially Silvano and Parker, as they were both too serious and not as willing to adventure as she was. None of her other siblings would have been so willing to adventure so far away from Crimson Dreams territory with her, but Denali had jumped at the chance. Even if she would never actually vocalize it, the little adopted brown boy was the silver Marino's favorite of all her siblings. It was so exciting to play with him! He looked up to her and they could go on as many adventures as they pleased, because he did nto worry about them getting into trouble, either.

It was not as strange as she would have expected it to be, changing in front of him, and the look of awe on his face brought a huge grin to hers. Artemis giggled at his excitement and his questions, bells of laughter filling the toy store that they had found in the old human city. She knew that he would be happy for her! Her little brother's questions did not bother her, either, not a single bit, and she was more than willing to answer them for him. Thick tail wagged behind her as the young silver Marino girl lowered herself to the floor, kneeling in front of him.

"I like to switch between them, especially because this is still kind of new for me," she said, though inwardly she did wonder why she did not use this form more often. She wondered what form her parents liked better, and what form her siblings did. Maybe once Denali could shift, she would use this one more. "When you can change, too, I'll probably use it more and we can adventure tons!" It would be so awesome when they could both shift, and she wanted him to be able to do it soon, because she wondered what kinds of trouble they could get into (though she did not intentionally cause trouble, she knew she wasn't exactly the easiest of her siblings) once they could both move on two legs. It would be great!

The first time she had shifted was probably the least exciting story of it ever. "I took a nap by the lake, and it happened while I was sleeping, I woke up like this... It was cheap, but I was really excited when I woke up and saw! It didn't hurt, but it was kind of weird. It's not really anymore, but I still need to get used to it," she said in a matter-of-fact tone, though she would never admit to him that it was strange, especially to change in front of him. She had far too much pride to admit it. "So, did you want me to open that box for you? Do you think that thing does anything?" she asked, glancing at the box still between his paws.

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Denali watched and was as awed as he was when she was still on four legs just changing… it was … just… the best thing ever, he was excited to be able to. He giggled, his mind now off the box for a minute.

I can’t wait, I want to have more fun, I know we will! I don’t think I would change back though.

He said, though they had different thoughts on the idea of changing he could see why she wanted to have both worlds. She wanted to have a taste of her new form but she was comfortable in her original. As she explained her own transformation it seemed… well… not so fun. she just found herself in her optime form? Well… whatever the case she could still change and that made her all the more cooler. She reminded him of the box, which was now covered in his own saliva from working at it hard and he nosed it at her.

I bet it will work, and it has to be fun.. gotta be, or it wouldn’t have been up there!

he said; his tail wagging his tail furiously again in anticipation. He couldn’t wait until he could find out what this thing was, he knew they had circle things, and that meant that it would go around… so what was it for? Now he was dancing in the spot waiting for Artemis to get it over with so they could play with it.

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The young Marino girl was, and had been since it had happened, very disappointed with her own first transformation. Not to be misunderstood, she loved that it had happened, and she loved being able to shift between the forms! However, it could have been a much more exciting story, certainly. She wished that it was, because she had wanted to be able to tell Denali some exciting tale of adventure and wonderful changing, but that was unfortunately not the case. "I was hoping it'd be more exciting," she admitted, "but hopefully you'll be awake when it happens to you!" Secretly, though, she would be very jealous if his story was more exciting than hers—which, of course, it certainly was bound to be, because hers was really boring. It was a very big bummer, indeed.

Artemis laughed at his excitement once more about the strange object in the box and she reached for it, turning the box over in her hands quickly to study it. It didn't look like it would be difficult to get it out of the box, and she hoped it wouldn't be, because she knew that Denali really wanted that toy in the box, and she was going to get it for him, no matter how hard! Despite the weakening of the box's material from her brother's chewing on it, Artemis worked her fingers under the edge of the opening, using her claws to sever the weird clear sticky stuff that was holding it together. She did not like the feeling that the residue left on her nails, and she took a moment to scrape at it with another one of her nails, because it felt weird and she did not like it at all.

Once the box was open, she pulled the object out, but it seemed to be stuck to yet another piece of the cardboard material. She glared at it for a moment before stubbornly turning it over in her hands. She was going to get this out so that she and Denali could play with it, even if it was the last thing she did! Her eyes fell on the twisted little wires and she grinned happily, twirling them around and around in her fingers until she saw them come apart. "Aha!" she shouted, pulling the little truck free of its plastic trappings. "Here you go, Denali!"

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Denali watched as Artemis opened the package, and danced around her hoping she’d get it opened quickly. It wasn’t so much as when she got it out she had to do even more. He was getting impatient and he was rolling his eyes, now dancing in pace and then her words did it, as soon as she spoke. He bounced over and saw that it was even better outside the box.

Woooow now lets find out how it works!

Denali said and he nosed the thing… it rolled a little. He gave out a great “HA” when it moved then he pushed the thing with his paw. Looking at Artemis he took a small little playful leap to face her and then nosed the thing to her. it rolled across the floor but didn’t make it to her as it ran into one of the loose toys that fell down. He frowned… well that didn’t work half as well as he thought it would, but practice maybe….

That’s cool, I saw something like that outside, bit was sooo oolld and broken.

He said remembering the things outside and what this was, was it some kind of model of the thing? Whatever it was it worked. It rolled and it was fun to watch moving down while it did. Maybe it would be easier later after he got use to it.

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The young silver Marino was delighted to be able to help her best friend get the thing that he wanted, and she thought it was fantastic that she could show off her shifting skills to him. Out of her litter, she had been the first one to be able to change her body in the way that the adults could. Parker had been excited for her, but Missa did not like showing off in front of her quiet sister because she did not want to make Parker feel bad. Silvano was too serious for her taste, and she did not spend a lot of time with him, and he probably would not be terribly impressed anyway. He seemed to think that everything she did was silly, but she thought that he was boring, so she supposed it was a slightly fair mental trade-off.

Artemis watched him play excitedly with the truck once it was out of the packaging, changing back to her four-legged form again to play with him. The young girl laughed with glee, happy that they had gone on this adventure into the strange city, even if their parents might get mad at them for running off like they had. Artemis did not think of such things, anyway, and she wouldn’t have been horribly worried anyway, if the thought did cross her mind. Instead, she bounded through the old abandoned toy store with her friend for the afternoon, and the two of them played with anything that they thought was cool, and they each left with something of their own choosing. Denali left with a red rubber ball, and Artemis with a long tube with glass at each end. The box labeled the item as a telescope, but she did not yet know what it was for. The stuffed duck for Parker was, unfortunately, forgotten, though she would remember it later and feel badly for forgetting it there.

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