feel the moment

Pendzez Zazkex · 04-07-2011, 12:58 AM

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Not here to ICly cause trouble, just meeting the neighbors, since PV and AW share a peaceful alliance. :3

Pendzez had come far from Phoenix Valley. He was approaching the pack that Jefferson had been reatreating to and fro for the last few weeks. AniWaya. He knew a lot about this western tribe, however, he lacked the social interactions with it's members. The only member so far aquainted with the white male was Ember Phoenix. He had not seen her since that day before he met Xeris, whilst he was collecting herbs. So held great power and bavery. He even remembered when they first met. Maybe he would see her again, someday.

He walked along the wet and mossy ground of Serena Reserve, east of the AniWayan pack lands. The area was silent. The only thing making noise was the breeze through the trees. However, the way it was, it almost sounded like moaning. He heard that wolves died here, indicating the possibility that it was, rediculous as it may sound, haunted. If the spirits of the dead still walked here, the only thing that the white male could hope was that they would find peace soon, to end their torment. While he said that butterflies were the spirits, he didn't say that they could still be in torment

He kept on his course, putting aside the moaning like sounds, approaching the pack closer, eventually picking up the scent of the border. The closer he got, the stronger it got. He didn't think of going to AniWaya to cause trouble, and put a fracture in the pact that the two packs shared. No. Instead, he thought to come and, in a way, meet some of the members. He thought that, since the two packs are allied together, maybe he could meet the 'neighbors,' and possibly find out what this pack offers that made the Phoenix Valley/AniWaya alliance.

While the two were pacted, it didn't stop him from bringing his sword. He had to pass by a few other neighboring packs and he never knew when trouble might meet him along the way. He was a warrior none the less, along with Ty. However, though he may carry it, he wasn't going to use it, certainly not on the AniWayans, not if it would damage this partnership, and would lead to Jefferson's wrath.

He stopped at a point where the scent seemed to the strongest. This was where the line was. Being a disciplined and responsible representative of Phoenix Valley, the male did not over step the boundary. He had past experiences of that, not leading to a good start of things, but he learned lessons from those events. With a deep breath, he let out a howl to make his presence known. Now was the waiting game.

Shanta Wanagi · 04-07-2011, 02:53 AM

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guessing he's in luperci form Word Count: 547!p>

Shanta had been very busy since Liliana had left with Nayati to the Old Tribe. She had been riding different horses each day, ensuring each one got some mileage on them. She was pretty exhausted from it all, but she was not mad about it. Quite contrary, she loved having to be out every day on the horses. She had grown even more lean, the riding toning her body into a almost perfect shape. She was currently riding a large, Chestnut Stallion, he was already broken and easy to ride. She had been taking the horses all over the territory, seeing new sites and learning her way around. She was currently riding towards the Phoenix Valley border, she knew it was quite the distance, which is why she went this way. The Stallion tossed his head every once in a while, but Shanta would put him back in his place. She slowed him to a walking gait, so that they could both relax a bit. She heard a bubbling stream nearby and rode in that direction, when she got to the stream, she dismounted and let the Chestnut drink while she cupped some water and swallowed it eagerly. She cupped more water and splashed the horses chest to help him cool down. The horse whinnied at the unexpected splash of cold water, he then waved his head playfully and splashed with his hoof. Shanta laughed and rose calmly, she went up to the Stallion and patted his shoulder. She mounted the horse and turned him a way from the river.

As she rode on towards the border, she heard a howl. The howl was a calling of a guest, so Shanta responded by going to it. The sudden howl had caused the Stallion to rear up, it was loud and unknown to him. Shanta held on and patted him as she heeled him and clicked her tongue. She followed the sound of the howl, pinning a direction to head. She went at a smooth gallop, not really rushing to the waiting wolf. She swerved through trees and and ducked under branches. She finally picked up a strong scent that was not AniWayan. She dismounted the Chestnut and led him to the waiting wolf. She sized up the male and took in his appearance, a long with the sword, as she strolled in, posture nice and straight. She wore a very neutral expression on her face. "Hello, you probably know this, but you are at AniWaya border. Is there business you have here?" She was polite to the white male. She was fairly new to AniWaya, but she knew that the pack she was now a part of was a peaceful one. She checked the scent again when she took a breath in, she was quite sure it was Phoenix Valley. This meant she was not in danger, the two tribes had a peaceful alliance between each other. "You are from Phoenix Valley, are you not?" she asked in a thick accent that slipped. She nearly bit her tongue at the sound of her voice. But her expression did not falter, she kept a cool facade as she punished herself mentally. But during her inner punishment, her silvery blue eyes stayed on the male, intent, watching every motion.

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