Am I too late?

Faryn Tahra · 03-14-2011, 07:13 PM

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Alright, not sure I like this post, but I wanted to get it up so we could start the joining process. I'm gonna be a part of CdM again XD. Oh, and it's set in the middle of the afternoon, around 3:00-ish

Why had she waited?! The bag was practically empty now. She had maybe enough left for a day, and that was it. The Tahra girl hadn't visited any other packs, she'd been too scared to. She wasn't sure why, but the possibility of having to call at the borders, then give her story over again had seemed too frightening at the time. Now she had procrastinated too long and she had no choice. She would just have to seek membership in Cour des Miracles. This pack had been the only one she had plucked up the courage to visit, and while she had no other experiences to compare it too, it seemed very nice. By default, it would have to do. Now all she had to do was think of something to she could offer as a useful skill so that the pack leader might let her join. What were the skills she had told Mizu about the other day? Dancing...and housekeeping? Those weren't much in the way of pack skills, but if pressed that was all she could think to offer. What else was she going to say? Hello, I'm a anxiety-ridden, drug addict and I'd like to join your pack? No one would let her join if that was all she had to say. So, as usual, fretting and worrying the whole way, Faryn walked to the border of Cour des Miracles. Hopefully whoever their leader was would be understanding. Perhaps she could mention the fact that she had met another pack member. Oh...what was his name again? She could see his face, and the pendant around his neck, and the strange creature walking beside him, but she could not pull a name from her anxious mind. Oh well, she would have to just hope for the best. Sapphire eyes squinted shut, like a child waiting to be given a shot at the doctor's office, and with the best effort she could muster Faryn opened her maw and a howl escaped, calling for a pack leader to come and meet her. This time, unlike her first visit, she had managed to perform a legitimate howl. Her success surprised her, and it bolstered her courage a little, a slight wag of her tail the only physical sign of her satisfaction. Perhaps she would do alright after all. Yeah, after all it wasn't like she had been treated with hostility last time. Was there really so much to worry about?

With her new found courage, the delicate girl slowly started to calm her nerves. She'd be alright. She wasn't out of her drug quite yet, and she would hopefully have a real pack to call home before the sun set. Whatever would come tomorrow would come, and there was nothing she could do to change that now. All she could do was do her best with what was in front of her. Her other problems could wait for now.

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Vigilante Haskel · 03-17-2011, 12:52 AM

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300+ words. WotD: Apposite (appropriate, fitting).

It had been roughly a month and a half since the snow storm and Vigilante had seen neither hide nor hair of Kambujiya. Though it was greatly disheartening to realize that his adopted son was likely gone for the time being, perhaps forever, the King took it as a good sign that they had not yet found him, as it meant that Kam was likely alive somewhere, wherever he was. At the very least, he had not perished in the storm. He did not know where the boy had gone to or why, but he was glad to know that the storm had not stolen his young life. None from the Court had perished in the storm, thankfully, and the members that had been missing during the gathering at the hotel had been accounted for in one way or another.

The secui dog mutt was followed by his ever-growing large hybrid son, as he was on most days. Noah often played with Liam, and sometimes Liam accompanied them on their patrols, but it was often just the King and his oldest son. Noah seemed to think that this was apposite, as he was the ledest of the King's children and would likely take over as King someday. He knew that Vigilante regarded Amaranth and Ever both as his daughters, but he did not count them in the thought that he was the oldest, as neither was really the King's daughter. He, on the other hand, was of Vigilante's flesh and blood.

Bicolored eyes lit up with excitement at the sound of the howl and Noah nudged his father's leg roughly. "Dad, dad! A howl! We have to go!" Vigilante gave his oldest son a bemused smile. He knew his son was often overly enthusiastic about accompanying him on his duties, but it did not bother him in the least. Rather, he enjoyed having something to share with his son, and he nodded his agreement, leading Noah in the direction of the howl until he finally spotted the female that had called for him. "Hello," the secui King spoke regally, "I am Vigilante Haskel, King of Cour des Miracles, and this is my son, Noah. What can I help you with?"

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Faryn Tahra · 03-18-2011, 12:51 AM

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occgoodnessss

It did not take long for her call to be answered by a rather large male and his young son. It felt awkward, her being on two legs and they both on four, but she was still nervous about shifting. It hadn't hurt or anything the few times she had managed to do it, but it was more or less that she didn't really understand how to initiate the process. The times she had shifted thus far in her lifetime had been by accident, and she couldn't remember what she had done to cause the change. However, the difference in her physical form would hopefully not impact her chances of being admitted to the pack. The male introduced himself as the King of Cour des Miracles. Wow! A king? Even an uneducated girl like Faryn knew that to be a king, someone had to be very important. How was she supposed to address someone like that? What was the word? The young girl struggled to find her voice for a moment, her fragile body dipping in the best curtsy she could manage. She wasn't aware of where she had learned the civilized gesture, but somehow she knew it. "I-It's a pleasure to meet you...your highness...and you as well Master Noah," she replied, her anxiousness showing plainly on her face. "I-I'm Faryn Tahra...a-and I would like to join Cour des Miracles," she finished, doing her best to sound resolute in her choice rather than simply desperate. Her right hand moved to brush her fallen bangs out of her face, though she was not sure why. She dared not make direct eye contact with someone of such importance. Her former master had been a lowly scumbag and she didn't make eye contact with him. She doubted it was her place to even look upon a king, especially one who was so obviously civilized and a proper gentleman, not a waste of fur like she was. Of course, she really did not believe herself to be a waste, but months of having those words spat at her left her repeating them out of habit to herself. Her rehabilitation still had a long way to go.

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Vigilante Haskel · 03-21-2011, 02:14 PM

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The King was not fazed by being called to the borders for any reason, but it was something that Noah found extremely exciting in his young age. The young dog hybrid prince wanted to learn everything that he possibly could about being the King of a pack, as he wanted to be just like his father. Liam could be his helper, maybe, but his dad didn’t really have any helpers. Haven and Niro were on the council, sure, but his dad was the only leader of the pack. Though he loved his mother and his brother and the rest of his family, Noah absolutely idolized his father. He looked to his father now, so large and noble, as the woman spoke.

Vigilante nodded politely at the stuttering woman’s greeting. It was not uncommon for some to address him so formally, though he did not require it in the least from his pack members. Noah found it exciting, as he had when Alaine had addressed him so formally, but Vigilante had taught him already about the importance of humility. “It is a pleasure, Faryn. We are always welcome to new members,” he spoke. Though some leaders might question where she had come from and why, this was not a question that the Haskel man ever asked if it could be helped. It was not a question he would want to answer, and therefore, he did not ask it of new members to the Court. “What would you be able to offer our pack in exchange for a home?” Noah nodded enthusiastically, issuing his agreement with his father’s question. This was the first time he had accompanied his father to greet a newcomer on the border that wished to join the pack and it was very exciting for him. He did not know what would come next.

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Faryn Tahra · 03-23-2011, 10:42 PM

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Sorry for the delay ^_^

At the king's pleasant response a smile crossed the delicate girl's features. Her initial fears of being rejected were beginning to fade, along with her anxiety, but she was still too shy to lift her gaze entirely. Slowly her hand moved from fiddling with her hair to connect with its counterpart, folded in front of her as she forced them to keep from fidgeting nervously. Vigilante had just asked her a question, one which she had been expecting, and now she had to give her answer. "Well sir, I'm a good cook, or so I've been told. I'm also very practiced at cleaning, and generally keeping living quarters tidy. I'm also a bit of a dancer, though I tend to reserve that for special occasions," she replied, soft voice doing its best to show confidence. In her mind, she was not very skilled at much, and she had almost completely discounted her dancing ability. However, despite the sad circumstances in which she was forced to learn the art, dancing was probably her best gift. Her previous master had had a varied taste in music, and she had learned to dance for each type on the fly to avoid his punishments. Though her life had not been long thus far, and full of adversity along the way, Faryn had picked up several useful skills. She could only hope that Cour des Miracles would have a place for her.

It was fortunate for Faryn, that the thoughts of her dwindling drug supply were far from her at this time. Her mind had seemingly pushed them aside in favor of focusing on her task at hand. She would no doubt fret and worry about the problem later, but at this moment she was calming down nicely. Her anxiety was slowly coming into check and her posture was relaxing. She still held a submissive stance, as best as she could manage on two legs, but she was not so rigid as she had been when Vigilante had first arrived a minute or two ago.

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Vigilante Haskel · 03-28-2011, 01:58 AM

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And I am more sorry. >.<

The King very rarely found anyone on the borders to be unsuitable for the pack. In fact, he could not recall a single individual by name that he had refused acceptance into the pack. There had been some that had ended up on the shores who did not wish to join that he then escorted out of the territory, but it was rare that there was anyone seeking a home that he did not find suitable. As usual, he saw no problems with Faryn joining the pack of Miracles, though she seemed exceptionally nervous and very much one to fidget a great deal. Perhaps the relaxed and welcoming atmosphere of Cour des Miracles would help her with that.

"We have festivals and parties on occassion and music and dancing is often involved. I am sure that you will fit right in with the rest of the pack," he said with a gentle, welcoming smile. It was easy to see that she was very nervous and he did not wish to make it more difficult for her than it had to be. "Do you have any specific questions for me before you settle in?"

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Vigilante Haskel · 03-28-2011, 01:58 AM

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Faryn Tahra · 03-28-2011, 09:33 PM

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No worries ^_^ My activity level dropped off the map for the past couple weeks.

The Tahra female stood quietly, waiting for the King's judgement of her answer. Her bangs still hung in front of her face, but she would move to fix them in a moment. Now, she just had to wait. Would her skills be acceptable, and useful to the pack? Oh how she hoped so. Fortunately she did not have to wait long for her answer. His answer made her smile brightly and turn her gaze upwards to look directly at the king. She quickly realized she had just made eye contact with her new leader, but rather than look away out of fear, she continued to look at his face. Her gaze didn't see a harsh, dominating figure, but rather a kind, welcoming figure with a strong presence to back up his leadership. His gaze was not nearly as intimidating as she had feared, and his son beside him was a very handsome pup indeed. "Th-thank you, sir, I promise I'll do my best to be a good member of Cour des Miracles." She replied, her voice almost squealing with excitement.

The wolfdog girl managed to regain her composure as Vigilante asked her if she had any questions. The first one that popped into her mind was the same one she had asked Alder the other day. That had been the males name, Alder. She had remembered after all. "Does this pack have a healer?" she inquired, almost without thinking, though this time she thought to add a brief explanation to the end of it so as to avoid having to tell her story again. She did not want to have an emotional break down in front of her king. "I-I'm a little accident prone, so I'd like to know in case I injure myself." It wasn't truthful no, and she knew it. She knew that if the king pressed her for the truth she would not lie again, but she hoped that the king would be focused on answering her question not on her excuse.

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Vigilante Haskel · 03-31-2011, 04:07 PM

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Of all the questions that he had been asked by new members of the pack, this did not seem at all like a strange question until she explained herself. Normally such a question would make him assume she was interested in the job, but that was not the case here. It did not seem like an exceptionally odd request from her explanation, however nervous she seemed. He was glad to see that she did not seem to be as nervous as she had been when he and Noah had first found her—she had even looked him in the eye, if only for a very brief moment. The secui dog mutt watched her curiously, though his expression did not falter. The masked man was good at keeping his attention and his expression focused, and he found Faryn difficult to read, perhaps because of the nervousness. It was similar to the demeanor he had found in Alder, though more exaggerated.

“Her name is Alaine Winters,” he spoke, thoughts trailing to think of the collie woman he was fond of enough to consider her something close to a friend. “She has worked as the pack’s Apothecary for a very long time now, and she is very kind. She will be able to help you with anything that you require her assistance with, medically. She is a very able healer,” he added. The dark-saddled boy nodded enthusiastically, though he knew very little of Alaine’s medical abilities. He did not know much about such things, but he knew that Alaine was Odette’s mother, and he enjoyed playing with Odette.

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