Lunch Break

Melee Soul · 01-04-2011, 01:01 AM

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Tony time! SSWM: 524

Melee seemed to be spending most of the day in the Crimson Dreams pack, not that she minded that anyways. It was nice to get to know some of the neighboring packs and see what they looked like. Crimson Dreams didn’t seem to different aside from their location in relations to Dahlia de Mai. They weren’t too far from each other and it seemed that all the wolves here were just as nice as the ones back in her home pack. It was about noon time now and she was still wandering around the borders. She didn’t know if she was fully welcome to the pack seeing as she just turned up here on accident, so she was doing this just to be on the safe side. Her morning had gone well with her meeting with one of the local pack members. His name was Jazper and he was a full black male with a weird yellow tattoo over his eye. She liked the way he looked and he was nice to her. She was so glad that she was able to get to know some of the other members of the pack and hoped that as she lingered here more, she would be able to meet some more and make more friends. Perhaps there were some other pups here too that she could play with aside from Oak.

Melee began to sniff around trying to find something she could eat. The snow was covering up most of the scent from the prey and because she was still just a pup, her nose wouldn’t be as good as an adult’s, though she tried to do the best that she could. The pup was beginning to head south towards the beach. Maybe she would be able to find something near the water that she would be able to snag up and have as a snack. So far she still wasn’t having any luck with finding anything. She wondered if she should just give up right now and turned around so that she could head for home and get a nice quick meal. She remained optimistic even though she didn’t find anything. The girl turned back the way she came and skipped along. So far she was doing a good job of keeping her balance and not having herself trip over someone or herself. She began to walk seeing as the cold was starting to settle in. She had fur, but she was still so young. She looked around for some place she would be able to stay and warm up before she began to head back home. The brown pup looked around until she spotted an abandoned den nearby. It didn’t look like anyone was using it so she figured she would be able to use it so long as she didn’t take too long to warm up. She crawled inside and curled up near the back where most of the heat seemed to be. She could feel the chill leaving her skin the longer she stayed in the den. She looked out, wondering if there was anyone else trying to escape from the cold.

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Tony Marino-Knight · 01-06-2011, 09:08 PM

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The mid-afternoon romp Tony had had with Lorenzo had kept the young two month old preoccupied for most of mid-morning into the afternoon, but he had left his younger brother to his own devices afterwards in favor of pursuing some other activity. He had found himself closer to the south of the territory when he realized how far he had gone. He could feel the ocean breeze--chilling, cutting through his own puppy-fur--but chased after the smell of the salt winds. Even in the winter, seagulls gathered to ride the lazy winds, eyes keen for fish below the unfrozen sea. But that wasn't what really got his attention the closer he got. Instead, Tony caught whiff of a stranger; in their pack lands. The thought of an intruder in their pack made Tony very angry, and he felt his tiny hackles raise. He didn't care if the wolf was an adult; he would defend his pack.

With small hops to jump through the snow, Tony made his trail--a series of sporadic holes in the ice--to the area of what his father had told him was an empty den. But that was also where the strange smell was strongest. Setting his hackles and steeling his courage, Tony marched right up to the entrance and held his head low with his tail up. "Common' out', whoevers you are!" He would make his dad and mom proud, chasing out a stranger. It never occured to the pup the differences in strength and experience, let alone if the stranger was really a stranger...

Guardian walks. "Guardian talks." Guardian thinks.

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Melee Soul · 01-19-2011, 09:14 PM

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sorry for the wait. SSWM: 501

Melee was feeling more at home in the den, even though she was farther away from her real home. She wondered if her dad had ever been out this far when he went exploring, that was if he even liked to explore. She could feel the chill of winter entering the den, but she tried to ignore it. She was sure that it would go away once it got later in the day. She did not want to stay for too long so that she did not seem like she was trespassing on the pack. The girl yawned as she laid her head down against the ground and closed her eyes. It looked like she was going to be here for a little while, so she figured she would be able to try and get a little nap in before she left and began to head back home. The pup yawned once more before she felt herself drift into a sleeping state. She imagined herself running around fields of flowers and having so much fun. She even imagined all the friends she made being there to play with her. She could see the black male and orangish male that she had bonded with the most, waiting for her to play with them. The girl couldn’t believe this was happening. She was so happy to be lost in her own dreams. She wished her dream would never end.

Melee’s dream was finally broken when she was woken up by the sound of someone’s voice outside of the den. She slowly opened her eyes and looked to the outside of the den. She could see someone standing there and telling her to come out of the den. She yawned before slowly getting up and stretching out her legs. She made her way to the exit as she looked over who it was that called her out of the place. It was a young male, one around her age and had fur like her’s, except that he was all dark brown and she had a lighter brown under side. She looked into his rusted golden eyes with her multi colored eyes. ”I sowwy. Is this youw den? I did not mean to take it.” She looked back to the den and then wondered if he would like to join her in the den to escape from the cold. She was sure he did not like feeling the cold wind and would want to get away from it too. ”You want to come in and stay hewe with me? It nice and wawm in thewe.” She would then move back inside and curl up where she was before. She didn’t think that he would mind being with her for a little while. She wagged her tail as she watched to see what he would do. She then realized she had not even introduced herself. She smiled and then sat up, facing the male. ”Oh by the way, my name is Melee Soul, what youw name?”

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Tony Marino-Knight · 01-30-2011, 11:05 PM

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No, I'M sorry >.> / >///<

As the new face came out, Tony kept up his brave face up till the very end, even though the new girl was a bigger than him. I'm not scared of anyone! 'Specially a girl! But then she apologized, and Tony stopped growling low in his throat, instead cocking his head to the side, aggression forgotten. "This isn't my den. My bed's in the big house." He motioned his nose off to the left before being surprised by her open invitation to join her in the cave. It was then that he noticed the chill of the air and shivered, truly considering taking her up on that offer. Just like that his protective aggression was gone, as puppies were wont to forget things as easily. "OK," he said simply, noticing a little the way the girl talked. It wasn't as if he was going to comment on the difference, though; everything sounded the same to him at 2 months of age.

She was right; inside the cave was warm, and he followed her into its hold as he noted how happy she seemed. "Melee, huh? My name's Tony Marino; soldier extrawr... extror... exter... hero!" Honestly, even though he had meant to say 'extrordinair', he didn't even know what it meant; only, he had heard it in passing and thought it sounded cool. "So, Melee; where are you from? This is my home; Crims'n Dreams," he said with unmatched pride. Without a doubt, the pup thought his pack the best, and would think so till his dying day. He was even more proud to say that he was their Consul's nephew. He would show everyone one day; if Melee had been an enemy, she would've been gone! But as it was, Tony found Melee interesting for the moment; anything to fill his long, empty days.

Guardian walks. "Guardian talks." Guardian thinks.

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Melee Soul · 02-21-2011, 04:08 PM

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WC: 301

Melee thought it was cool that there was another pup like her that lived in a house. She thought she was the only one and smiled. She was also glad to see that the male was not seeming so hostile to her anymore. She liked to make friends with other pups so she wanted to make sure she looked as innocent as possible whenever she went somewhere. The pup smiled happily as she moved back into the den and noticed the male pup following her in. This was off to a good start. She was sure that if this kept up then she would be able to make friends with him very quickly. She returned to the back and wagged her tail as she waited for him to join her. She did not mind if he did not want to lay next to her because she was a stranger. She laid her head down on her front paws as she watched him.

Melee listened carefully as the pup introduced himself as Tony Marino. She couldn’t help but chuckle as he called himself a hero. She wondered what kinds of heroic things he had done around his pack. She simply smiled to him as he asked where she was from and mentioned that Crimson Dreams was his home. She thought for a moment and then looked out to the exit of the den. ”I’s fwom Dahlia de Mai.” She then looked back to him and wondered if he knew the pup she was looking for. ”I came hewe looking fow Oak. Have you seen him?” She wouldn’t mind if he did not even know who her friend was. The pup just wanted to get some fun out of her day. So far it looked like she was getting just what she wanted.

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Tony Marino-Knight · 03-06-2011, 04:04 PM

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Sorry for the lateness >.>

"Dawlia?" He tried at the name. "I've heard of you guys. But you're from waaaaaaayyyy north, aren't you?" Melee appeared very relaxed in her environment, but Tony knew that she was trespassing, although he didn't yet quite comprehend the full meaning of the word. But she seemed fun and was at the very least diverting him from earlier boredum, thus he allowed her presence.

"I know Oak. He's my distant cous'n, but we're not relate'd by blood," he tried to emulate a mature atmosphere, even if he was months away from even deigning such a personality. He didn't know the whole gist behind family trees and those sorts of things, but he knew family itself. His direct cousin was Cambria, and she was mated to Mati--making Mati a sort of cousin--and Oak himself was the adoptive sibling of Mati; hence the large family stretched. "I hasn't seen him today, though. What do you wants with him?" Once more tha protective instinct kicked in, even if Oak himself was plenty old enough to take care of himself, especially against another pup.

Guardian walks. "Guardian talks." Guardian thinks.

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