things aren't the way they were before
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Date: 1 May

Setting: Dampwoods

Time: Afternoon

Character Form: Optime

Word Count → 333 :: For Jacoby! <3

Daisy had grown impatient having not traveled in some time, so Clover had decided to let the mare stretch her legs by aiming to travel through the Musquodoboit Valley back towards Dawn’s Breath once more. The hippie child had packed light, throwing a few odds and ends into her little knapsack bag, before she and her pristine white mare took off into the afternoon sun. They made their way at a nice trot, though at times Clover urged Daisy on at a full gallop; she loved the feeling of wind in her hair and pure adrenaline in her veins. It wasn’t until they drew closer to the valley that Clover’s feeling of carefree ecstasy was tainted. The hippie child had met a firm barrier, albeit invisible. Anathema had extended its borders.

Though Daisy followed the line for some time, it was clear that Dawn’s Breath had been swallowed up by the shift in boundaries. Clover’s heart sank thinking of those apple green eyes and the place she had last seen them, but she knew better than to breach the marked path. Silently, the girl gestured to Daisy that they should leave, and the duo sought a new place to find refuge for the day.

It came in the form of a large oak, rid of its broad leaves, but riddled with buds indicating its pending life. The girl had dropped her bag at her side, though fished out some of its contents. Most noticeably Clover had a book cracked open which was situated in her lap, and a mason jar rested only inches away from her denim adorned thigh. Having already been rolled prior to departure, a smoldering joint was held precariously between her fingers. In between paragraphs, the hippie child would lift the cylinder to find her mouth. Daisy, on the other hand, had wandered off to graze.

Though she was disappointed that her original destination was now of reach, this area had substituted just fine. All in all a good day.

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OOC: Completely sorry for the wait on this!!!! DDD: +7

Betrayed one more time, but somewhere down that line
You're gonna get what's coming to you, Look at me now!

The woman had wandered with her friend away from the pack lands, if only just to wander around and to maybe find some supplies, or some tree branches that could be turned into a staff or something. They also had to be on the lookout for some driftwood because Panda was in need of some driftwood to burn so she could make lye, and then make soap later on. The two unrelated wolvens had moved through the terrain of the place they had visited more than once by this time for they had to cut through this place to get many other places that they needed to get to. The dampwoods were right before Halifax, and the two had found themselves there often only because they were almost always looking for supplies, weither it be for making soap, or for making other trinkets. Venom himself needed to be on the look out for arrows for his bow so he can resort back to hunting with the bows and arrows. It honestly made things easier, especially with the way that Panda and Venom liked to hunt.


She and he had walked along silently, their conversation fading into the air with loose chuckles and short lived glances over a coal painted shoulder by the woman before she would walk in front of the male, her stub of a tail wiggling behind her as she swung her hips from side to side when she stepped forward. She was slightly showing off to the male, and half joking about it all. She liked to flirt with her eyes and body rather than her words. It was much more fun to watch the boys watch her just because she would give the most beautiful of looks to the men she was interested in at times, and even if she wasn't interested, she still had a weird dread-locked beauty to her. Soon she would grow bored of the silence between them though, so she started to think about music within her mind to keep herself preoccupied. Panda was much different from the world around her, she was one who could listen to sounds in her head and still be aware of her outside world. She would stop thinking about the sounds abruptly though because something had come across her mind that she could say to the male that followed along slightly behind her. Ven, d'ya want me ta make you a staff one of these days? Ya' know, ya could probably use one. Ya' could even get a uhm.. like knife 'er somethin' ta put on the end of it ta make it a spear er somethin'. the woman spoke, shrugging her arms lightly to the male as she glanced in his direction.


Uhm, nah, I don't need one of those Pander. I got my other shit to carry besides a big ol' staff, ya'know? the man had spoken to the woman, a small smile on his face simply because he could smile to her, and he wanted her to see it when she glanced back. She was lucky to catch a glance back at the male when he had smiled to her. Panda shrugged her shoulders and gave a 'meh' sound to the male from her maw before she would cast her gaze towards a clearing with one particularly large tree. She also would scent the smell of sweet marijuana that they both knew so well. The two curiously found themselves in the vicinity of a woman and her steed, her horse was off to the side, grazing while she was drinking and smoking and reading a book. That looked like a relaxing scene. Panda crept closer first, a smile on her lips as she approached. Hallo! You picked such a beautiful place to sit and rest. Mind if we join you, dear miss? she asked, wondering if they could bother her for some conversation, and maybe some hits off of that joint of hers. M'name is Panda, and dis is Venom. Panda spoke her name, plus Venom's to introduce themselves to the beautiful girl that sat there. Has anyone told you how pretty you are? wow, flirt much Panda? Venom himself was quite surprised by the woman's loose comment, but he did have to agree that this coy-wolf was rather pretty.



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