Looking for a new friend

Roran Wolfe · 04-28-2011, 11:14 AM

Roran was a very carefree pup, he was barely EVER seen not smiling, and had a very short attention span. He would often drift off while talking to someone, or become distracted by a fly or a bird and go chasing after it, eventually remembering that he had been talking to someone. He was about 9 and a half months old, but due to his recent self induced physical work, he looked like he was almost 2. He was very well muscled, and had a very high endurace. Though he looked older, he was still very playful, he enjoyed rolling around on the ground with a friend, or chasing fish in the rivers and streams. He enjoyed a good race, and was very happy to play fight with new friends.

He now stood at the bank of a rather large river, staring down at his reflection bared. He cocked his head to the side and then lunged into the water with a loud splash, having a temporary mental lapse and forgetting it was only his reflection. He looked around in the water for the wolf he had seen, and then with a laugh remembered it was only his reflection. He was about to climb out when he saw a fish, he quickly lunged after it, clamping onto its tail. He pulled it out of the water as it slapped its body against his head. He frowned and threw it at a rock, killing it. He then settled down and prepared to eat his small meal. But he would rather have company. He smiled and threw his head back, letting out a long loud howl of greetings to any and all nearby wolves.

Sage River Lykoi · 05-02-2011, 05:09 PM

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Sorry for the wait! >< WC: 506

It wasn't often that Sage heard a feral, howling call. Inferni only used these for important pack gatherings and such, but besides that, she rarely heard a howl for anything at all. But the sun was above her head when she heard the voice echo through the trees and, instinctively, she followed it.

The Dampwood were pleasant in spring, and life was starting to return to the place, much to the girl's liking. Atop the large Gypsy Vanner horse she had named Lennon, Sage rode, following the howl and the foreign scent which accompanied it. She wasn't far from Inferni, but she was far enough that she wasn't terribly alarmed by the smell of a stranger. Closer to the border, and she may have been on edge.

The Lykoi hippie was heading out today, but as always she wasn't sure where. Perhaps answering this lonely call would be her only errand for the day, or perhaps it would turn into something else.

The tawny girl lifted a hand to pull the hair back from her face as her legs squeezed Lennon's sides to increase his speed slightly. She didn't want to spend all day somewhere, she thought, but visiting a couple nearby areas might be fun. As she closed in on the source of the strange scent and sound, Sage thought the scent sounded familiar, though it wasn't one she'd spent much time around.

She brought Lennon happily around the river bend, a marijuana cigarette between her lips. With a dazed expression, she glanced around as they slowly moved. Was that blood she smelled? Fish? Large chocolate ears perked at the prospect of food as her haze-induced hunger nagged at her.

Sun-colored eyes widened as her gaze finally stopped on a young wolf. He was certainly younger than her, perhaps less than a year, but not terribly young, either. Against the forest colored by spring, he stood out. A stark white, full blooded wolf on four legs with striking blue eyes. She wasn't used to seeing someone so comfortably using that four-legged form, and she wondered if this one could even use only two legs at all. Curious, she watched, and then approached, letting herself be known with the obvious (but not overly loud) clearing of her throat.

"Hello?" she called out from Lennon's back. "Were you the one that called?"

Sage's head tilted in curiosity as she took a slow drag from the joint between her fingers. Why would he have called? It had been a happy invitation, but it was still so odd. She would not insult, of course; but she would wonder about it.

"Quite the good spot for fish, isn't it?" she asked brightly, head tilting to motion towards the river.

The girl was unsure whether she should dismount yet; the young boy seemed non-threatening so far, but she remembered her lesson with the warrior Ezekiel. She should always keep her wits about her; though the whites of her eyes were pink, they were still alert and cautious.

Roran Wolfe · 05-03-2011, 09:04 AM

He was about halfway done with his fish when he heard the noise of a horse approaching, he lifted his nose and sniffed, he smelled a Luperci female, he smiled to himself and looked around for the source. He smiled broadly as the female came around the corner on the horse. His tail wagged wildly and it was clear that he was not so much a threat of violence, as perhaps a minor annoyance if you didnt want to play. He nodded his head when she asked if he was the one that called. "Indeed i am" He says in a cheerful voice. He sat down and looked at her, letting his tongue loll out one side of his mouth as he cocked his head to the side out of curiosity. He smiled when she made the comment about fishing. "Yes, it is a wonderful place for fishing, if your quick and clamp on hard. Though they do seem to like to hit you" He says and looks at his fish, then back up at the female. He couldnt help but notice the odd thing in her fingers, and the pleasant, though slightly forboding scent that it gave off. "Excuse me for asking, but what is that you have there?" He asks, motioning his head towards her hand. "It smells pleasant, yet it also gives me an odd feeling" He says, staring at the odd object intently.

Sage River Lykoi · 05-03-2011, 01:11 PM

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Maybe this should be marked mature, lotsa talk about weed. >> WC: 506

A wagging tail greeted her as she interrupted the young boy's meal. A smile spread on her dazed face and she slowly let herself down from the horse's back, slipping carefully to the ground and giving the stallion and firm, appreciative pat and a signal that he could roam freely, so long as he stayed near.

The four-legged ivory stranger rose to a seated position, and Sage gave a small bow of her head as a greeting as he confirmed her thought. He was in fact the one that had called, and Sage wondered now what it had really been a call for. The white wolf had already eaten most of the fish that he'd caught. Maybe he just wanted company; something that Sage would gladly oblige.

"Well, fish will always try to wiggle away, won't they..." she said as her sun-colored eyes drifted to the river, watching as several fish swam by as she spoke. "Just be careful not to find the ones with barbs... now that really hurts," she giggled, moving closer to the waters edge as she took another puff of the joint, exhaling towards the fish below with a grin.

The young boy's voice came quickly again, wondering not surprisingly about the lovely substance between her thin fingers. With a delicate, slow turn towards him, her brows raised only slightly. "Oh, this, love?" she asked matter-of-factly, holding up the cigarette. Sage's head tilted lazily, waves of chocolate hair resting over her own shoulder. "It's a cigarette of marijuana," she explained. "Haven't you heard of it?" Sage wondered if perhaps he hadn't, and she cast yellow eyes down upon it before inhaling again. "It's a plant, you see. It's very natural, and very relaxing." Her gaze flicked back to the young man. "Would you like to try it?" she asked as she extended her arm in offering, always happy to share.

She'd come to know a fair bit about the drug over the years, including the best ways to grow it, the tastiest strains, and the most delicious ways to imbibe it. It hadn't been her only project, though; she'd done much else, too. She'd been studying various other plants, too, including cotton and tobacco. Currently she had projects for both ongoing in Inferni's greenhouse. Perhaps one day she'd go back to being more than lazy and study them again. Wasn't she supposed to be here making the place better, anyways?

Roran Wolfe · 05-03-2011, 01:59 PM

He nodded his head as she commented that the fish always tried to wiggle away. He nodded again when she stated not to go after the ones with barbs, he had learned his lesson about those fish. He cocked his head to the side as she moved towards the water, he couldn't help sniff at the smoke as it filled the air, it made him tingle slightly. He shook his head when she asked if he had heard of it. "No i haven't, im usually much too busy exploring to worry about plants" He says and looks at it intently. When she asked if he would like to try some he couldn't help but frown slightly. "Well, that depends on how exactly you use it, and if its dangerous" He says, though from its aroma he couldn't help but think that it wasn't dangerous.

Sage River Lykoi · 05-11-2011, 08:08 PM

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It was nice, for once, to worry about trivial things again. Sage stared for a moment at the herb pinched between her slim fingers. It was such an interesting little drug. So simple, but so refreshingly relaxing. With a gentle sigh, she brought it to her lips once again and inhaled deeply.

Sage was still surprised whenever she found someone who didn't know of the drug. These people, she would educate. Even if they didn't like it, she would at least know that they had tried it. A slow grin spread on her face, and it melted into an angelic chuckle. Marijuana? Dangerous? "No, love, of course it isn't dangerous. I've been smoking it since I was a pup." It was true; mother and father had exposed she and her siblings to the drug early on in their lives. She had been hooked ever since; perhaps even more so than her sisters.

Sage watched the ivory boy's nose twitch and move as he inhaled the sweet scent. With a tender smile, the slim coyote moved slowly closer to her new acquaintance, offering the joint once again. "Go on, try it," she urged gently. Why shouldn't he give it a go?

Roran Wolfe · 05-12-2011, 09:06 AM

He looked at it curiously and with a slightly sense of apprehension as she offered it to him again. He nodded at her not saying it was dangerous and took a step forward, still staring at it intently. He had never truly known about anything called drugs, certainly not such a sweet smelling thing such as this.

As he mvoed forward he realised something with a chuckle. She was holding it too high for him, and he didn't wish to jump to get it. He smirked up at her. "Could you perhaps lower it a little? Im not a Luperci" He says

Sage River Lykoi · 05-17-2011, 03:30 PM

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I'll ignore it for now, but just for future reference, although I didn't specifically say it, it should be assumed that she held it low enough for him to have access to. She'll still be holding it, though, I guess, since he has no thumbs. Tongue

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Sage had been lost in her own daze; she had been concentrating on the drug and it's effects. Her mind had paid little heed to her four-legged companion's height. Upon realizing just how much taller she really was, she gave a gentle giggle, exhaling and rolling her eyes at her own silly antics. "Oh, I'm sorry, here you are," she said as she lowered herself to his height. Slender knees tucked gently under her tail, which gave one soft wag before holding the joint up to his lips. "Don't inhale too deeply, or you'll regret it," she added with a grin, remembering the many coughing fits she had sent strangers into before. Oh, but she did love to see the effects of marijuana on such fresh and pure minds. Her own had since become more numb to the drug's effects; she still felt them, of course, but knew how to control them and make the drug work for her, instead of against her.

It must have been strange to not be able to walk on two legs like most of the others. Thinking back, Sage remembered her early childhood, when she herself had not yet been blessed with the gift of shifting. Quietly, she wondered how this one had not yet been turned. Did he long for the freedom and sense of feral wonder that came with four legs? But still, even with the virus running through his veins, he'd be able to use that form. Most didn't, of course, because in battle it seemed two fast legs and two arms carrying weapons were more efficient than four legs and no thumbs. Sage knew little about the worth of her two-legged form in battle, but preferred it for many other reasons; including smoking the herb she held out for him.

After he had taken his fill, she rose to her feet again and finished off the roach before tossing it to the ground and stamping out the last of it's fire with her padded foot. The remains of the herb and it's wrapper would return to the earth, where it belonged. Yellow eyes glanced down once more

"You were born to non-shifters, then?" she asked, genuinely curious. "What's your name? I'm Sage," she added, her voice soft and friendly. She might as well get to know her new smoking partner.

Roran Wolfe · 05-18-2011, 09:06 AM

AS she held it down to his lips, he took a descent inhale and held it in for a while due to its rather odd tingling effect. After a few seconds of holding it in, he exhaled with a sigh, his eyes fogging slightly as the drug entered his system. He in now way had ever used drugs, though he felt as if he might start using them, because this thing she offered him was wonderfully tingly. He shook himself slightly as the small temporary high wore off.

"Wow" He mutters and blinks, getting his vision back to normal as he coughed a single time, he looked up at her. "That stuff tingles" He says with a soft chuckle. He had actually enjoyed his first taste of the drug and its effects.

Sage River Lykoi · 05-23-2011, 01:16 PM

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Sage straightened and watched intently as the boy took his first hit of the drug. A grin spread across her face as she watched his. She took the roach back, quickly inhaling it's last dregs before tossing it sadly to the ground. It's flame quickly went out while she watched. She stood now, giggling lightly at his reaction. He didn't cough, which was impressive considering how strong her home grown stuff was.

The Optio took a step back as her yellow eyes lilted, watching her companion. He received the drug well, and seemed to like it. Her smile widened. "Yes, it's quite nice," she muttered as she turned away, immediately wishing she had another joint in her hands. She did have more with her, but her urge to share now was waning.

"So, stranger," she started, her head turning back down to the four-legged canine. "where did you come from, why are you all alone?" Despite his larger size, she knew his young age would do more harm than good if any danger came to him. Young wolves so close to Inferni did not often carry much common sense; after all, it should be well known that most of them were dangerous. Sage may have been a tolerant girl, but her fellows were not often so kind.

Roran Wolfe · 05-23-2011, 02:25 PM

Roran shook himself a final time and sighed as he sat his head still a little woozy from his small taste of her joint. He looked at her when she asked where he was from and why he was alone, and as he thought about answering, he thought about the questions themselves. After a few moments of debating whether telling her anything at all, he looked at her and took on a proud stance.

"MY name is Roran Wolfe, Nuncio of Pheonix Valley" He says, though upon hearing his own voice, he burst into a laughing fit. He took a deep breath and steadied himself, though a wide smile remained on his face. "Well, i hail from the pack of Pheonix Valley, where i hold the rank of Nuncio, which is the ambassador to other packs. And im out here all alone, because my curiosity for exploring got the best of me, as it usually does" He says, his smile looking as if it would rip his face in half.

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