Urgent Calls

Niro Takekuro · 02-04-2011, 07:40 AM

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WC: 315 OOC: In forest of the border of CdA, on Feb 3rd <3

He had gotten a letter from a random wolf that night… When he opened it, it said little more than “Urgent” The whole of the letter was a bit longer, but that did not matter to him. There was something wrong with his sister. He gave no time, not even to say goodbye to his mate, who was soundly asleep. He hurried to the stables where he grabbed the mare he’d been riding. He didn’t bother putting tack on her, he took her out and hoped he could stay on the horse as he headed to Cercatori. It was much harder to keep a hold of the horse and direct her without reigns or even a saddle to keep him in, but she was a good horse. Marahute had trouble in the beginning, as he’d rushed out quickly and was nearly shut in the cave with the rest of the family. If she had she would have made a huge ruckus. She hadn’t though and was following overhead at ease, wondering what her father was doing… for that’s what the bird thought of the wolf as. She followed him through the forests.

By the time Niro had found his way to the border of Cercatori D’Arte, the sun was just over the horizon. He started howling as he slid off the horse, who was unnerved by Niro’s nerves, but he made sure she stayed next to him. Both the horse and him were breathing hard, it had been a long night, and he had trouble keeping on the horse as she ran through the forest. He took the time that he would need to calm himself down. His heart was pounding, and he hoped everything was alright with Orin, though sometimes her words of urgent weren’t even urgent at all, but he would always be there for her, even if she was so far away.

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Orin Takekuro · 02-13-2011, 02:07 AM

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Orin stood vigil since she sent the letter with the courier. It had never occurred to her that the diplomatic, lone wolf might have just taken her payment and tossed her letter away, not bothering himself to actually trek to the Court to deliver the message to Niro. If she were a little more street smart she would have only paid him half, and waited for him to return later to receive the other half. According to the wolf he delivered letters all the time. It was just by a stroke of luck that the wolf was actually an honest post man.

The woman sat on her porch, her hands resting above her on the railing while her legs swung over the side. She poked at the snow with her toes and stared blankly out into the square. She was still weak, still too thin, but thanks to revealing her pregnancy to Shawchert, she was now getting much better. This was her first day back at her bookstore instead of slumbering in Shawchert's hut.

Of course, it had been more than a day since she sent the letter. The courier was honest, but had no reason to kill himself by sprinting the miles between here and Cour des Miracles. She waited impatiently the whole time, wondering when Niro would show up, wanting to head to the border and wait for him there. But she could not, not in her condition. So instead, she waited with her doors and windows open, waiting for his call.

And finally it came. Her ears perked and swiveled. There was not just one howl, but many. Like a knight in shining armor, Niro answered to the call of duty once again! And now she could tell him. Now she could finally tell him about everything that had happened over the last few weeks. What would he think?

She didn't waste time pondering. She slipped forward, eking out into the snow by sliding under the banister. Her sheepskin cloak was draped over her thin form, and she pulled it tight as she trekked out into the threatening winter. It was easy to pinpoint his location with all of his urgent calls, but Orin could not run to him like she wanted to, like she would have. Instead, she settled on a brisk walk that would not stress out her tired muscles or the puppies that struggled for life inside of her.

Soon she was moving through the brush near the borders, and with the horse nearby it was easy for her to slide through the right coupling of trees. Her golden eyes fell upon the silver angel that was her brother, and although she was overcoming most of her depression, the sight of him summoned a torrent of emotion. She could not help the tears that trailed down her cheeks as she rushed over to him and threw her arms around his shoulder.

“Niro! Oh, Niro! It's so good to see you. Things have been so hard lately. You'll never believe what happened.” She buried her face in his fur, reveling in the comfortable familiarity of her brother's scent.

Niro Takekuro · 02-14-2011, 04:52 AM

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WC: 368 OOC: Protective Niro is protective!!

Niro could see something was wrong right away. He could feel it in his bones as she came closer and see it in her petite form, she’d always been small but it seemed she bordered on malnourished now. What had they been doing to her. A deep growl of unhappiness came, though it was not heard by her as she was moving toward him. Then as she got closer he could see tears in her eyes and she threw herself on him. He tried to abate his anger, though it was hard. She was not all he had left, but she was his sister and he loved her as much as his daughters. He quietly wrapped his arms around her as she spoke, hoping he gave her any sense of security, because that’s what she needed. Things have been hard… those were the words that stuck out to him.

They’ve hurt you haven’t they. I knew you should have stayed…

Niro said. He still hurt a little, being left, though she did invite him to come, but he was loyal to the court, they’d given him a home, a life, a job. He couldn’t throw that away. It was one time that he’d stepped up and refused to go on one of Orin’s crazy expiditions, though he very unwillingly let her go on her own, knowing full well she’d get into some kind of trouble. His anger was still fighting to push through the calm of his patience. He wasn’t sure if he would be able to hold it if he had any idea of what she had to say. He would try though… for her. What could have happened to his sister with her stay here? could he leave her alone here again? He’d surely bring her back to Cour des Miracles if he had to, he knew she would be welcome back, she could live with them… till she got better, because he knew something was off.

Tell me what happened.

He said, his voice sounded calm and collective, even if the rest of him wasn’t. He wanted to be the rock for his sister, that was why she called for him, he was sure.

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Orin Takekuro · 02-14-2011, 03:34 PM

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Another thing was out of place with Orin. As they stood outside in the fading light, exposed to the chill of winter, she shivered. Never had the woman shivered before in Niro's presence if not for some great reason, usually a terrible ghost story or when faced by some fearsome foe in Florida. There were no enemies around now, and no one was telling stories. She shivered because she was actually cold.

She let go of her brother after a moment, coming to stand in front of him only inches apart. “No, it's not like that. Well, yes, it kind of is.” She was unsteady, uncertain how to begin. Before growing too frustrated she shook her head and gestured over her shoulder. “I can't think out here in the cold. Can we go back to my bookstore? We'll still be left alone there, but I don't want to be out here.” Her eyes scanned the borders. It was not a fun place to be as weak as she was. Sure, she had not personally met danger on the borders yet, and Niro was here to protect her, but if someone came before she had the chance to explain exactly who Niro would be protecting... Orin was not interested in taking the chance. Not now.

“We can tether your mare to a post outside,” she said as she moved to grab the reins, then realized there were none. Oh well, she would have to leave leading it to Niro. “Or, there are other places it can wait for you. The stables may be ready for boarders, or we can find another building to stow her in in the mean time. But come, I want to be in my home. And then you can see it, too.”

She turn and started to walk off, her paces careful. Her eyes watched the ground, though rather than in dejection, it was more like she studied her footfalls, ensuring that she would not falter, for she carried precious cargo.

Niro Takekuro · 02-17-2011, 06:04 AM

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Word Count → 222 :: <3

Niro was really worried now, and he showed it as she mentined it was that she had been hurt… kind of? There was no such thing as kind of hurt… she was either hurt or not, and in his mind, kind of meant she got hurt, and heads would roll. His control amost lost, as he slightly bared his teeth, but she spoke again, about the cold… the cold? They had never had a problem with the cold. He wasn’t going to make her stand out here though. He nodded, taking a hold of the halter that she had been wearing that day, there were no reigns or even rope, but it was only a good way to get her to follow him. He did not have the ability t make her follow without physically leading her. He followed Orin without a word. What could he say? He was trying to abate his anger right now, and that was not working as well as he’d hoped it would, he wanted to know what was wrong now, but as his sister had always been more of a leader than he ever was, he was not about to argue with her, even though he was going in someone else’s territory, and he was not sure he wanted to be there in the first place.

Orin Takekuro · 03-04-2011, 01:22 PM

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She led Niro wordlessly through the woods until the treeline thinned and they stepped out into a clearing that was the tail end of the town of Thornbury. First she led Niro to an empty building in the shopping square that would work as a makeshift stable for the mare. When the animal was situated away safely, she walked a slow, round-about path to the building at the inner end of the U-shaped square; her bookstore. “This is it,” she said as she quickly climbed the few steps that led to the shop's porch. “My bookstore.”

The door was not locked, so she unlatched it and slipped inside seamlessly. There was no fireplace or any other source of warmth so it was still very cold inside the building, but the insulation in the walls provided at least a little protection from the elements. She waved her arms towards the stacks and shelves of sorted books as she scurried into the back room. “Take a look. There's a book for any need, and I'm just going to collect more and more.”

She disappeared into the darkness of the back stock room for a moment, then returned carrying a small tray. She moved over to the desk she had placed among the open floor and set the tray down and began slicing a loaf of sourdough and cheese. This was her usual snack that she kept in her stores, later in the day she would go out to find her ration of meat from Shawchert or the pack's stores.

“Sit,” she offered with another wave of her hand, and took a seat herself at the desk. She laid out a piece of bread and cheese for Niro, then began chewing on the crust of her piece. She was quiet. Was she stalling?

Niro Takekuro · 03-06-2011, 12:38 PM

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WC: 379 OOC: Niro not a happy boy. :O

There was something definitely wrong with Orin, he could tell… she was so quiet, what had happened to her, why was she not his lively sister anymore? What had that creep done to her? He held in a low growl that wanted to emit itself so badly. She opened the door of a house and it looked bare… was this really where she lived? But as she indicated the horse he knew it was not her place and he let the horse go to wander the house a little, hoping there wasn’t anything she could get herself into and hurt herself with, but Niro trusted his sister with any life… for yhe most part. Then they came to a quaint little place, and as she mentioned it, it was a book store… yes he could definitely see her living in one of those! He followed her in to see that it was bare, it had the most bare minimum of anything a house could have… no fireplace, just books and furniture it was something Orin would think suitable enough… He’d have to come and build her a fireplace, it wasn’t right for her to sleep in the cold like this.

She told him to have a look around, but he was a wolf of business and when it came to his sister… He knew there was something dreadfully wrong. He watched quietly as she moved out of the room then back in holding a tray of small bits of … what was it? He raised an eyebrow at her… he hoped she wasn’t joking with this…

Out with it… What’s going on?

He demanded. He wasn’t going to be treated like some stranger anymore, he was her brother, he was her blood, and he was her other half, her twin, the one that protected her when their parents were lost, the one who did his best to keep her happy, to make sure she didn’t have to face all oof the realities of the real world… though that part might have been a big mistake, he did not want to see her hurt, or turn hard as he had once been himself. Now here she was … quiet, secretive… something she never ever was before and it infuriated him…

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