Fixing what's broken
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Figured they could use the horses and place some fences down. WC:438


The silver tripod had heard that the two packs where coming together to help each other re-build and start picking and cleaning up from the mess that the snow storm that had ripped though the lands of Souls in late winter not that very long ago. Noah knew he could not just lay around the pack land of Jefferson’s and try to heal and recover while the only alley that Phoenix Valley had was in need of help. Noah was sure that his help would not be turned down; he knew he couldn’t build much, nor would he be that helpful at hauling the heavier or larger stuff any long distance, he could however pick out what wood was still good for use and what was starting to rot. It was not that hard, a simple tap here and there upon the board and the silver male could tell if the wood would be able to withstand being used for anything other than for fire wood.

The travel was long, and the male did have to stop and rest some, the light of the moon helped him on his way he had only one thing on his mind, and it was to help the allied pack. Jefferson had stretched him-self between the two packs for a while and if Jefferson was willing to allow the members to move though his lands without nothing more than a smile and a nod like he would for any of his member, Noah knew that the one eyed leader was making a wise and well thought out choice.

Noah had not traveled to these lands before he could only hope that whoever he came across in the lands would be willing show him around and help him along the path of helping these lands rebuild. Standing upon his two feet the male looked around taking in the sight that laid out in front of him, the sent was different it held the hints of Jefferson, but there was more to it. The male lifted his head up as his only arm lifted up rubbing and itching the fur under his neck. What to do, what to do? Was all he was able to think about as he moved slowly inch by inch into the pack lands, it was odd knowing that once again his paws where standing upon the grounds of a pack that was so far away from the one that he loved so dearly. Looking around the male had an idea he just wanted someone to help him and guide him though the lands, so he would not get lost.


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#2
WC: 436

Despite the fact that she could shift, Ayasha didn’t quite know how she would be able to help rebuild. She was a lot smaller than almost anyone and so wouldn’t be able to do any heavy lifting. Yet she wanted to help either pack, especially her own, but also Phoenix Valley. She actually had one main reason. It was Roran’s pack and she had a rather big crush on the male. So when the opportunity came for her to help, she jumped at the possibility. Her siblings were born and although she loved the three of them dearly and her parents, she needed to get out of the treehouse. Of course she had her scouting to do but sometimes that wasn’t enough. So doing construction should hopefully help her restlessness.

She knew that there were some wolves from Phoenix Valley who were coming to help and so she set off from her home and headed towards the borders. It was near dawn and she didn’t really expect anyone here quite yet. Her mind was actually feeling a lot more relieved than a month ago. Her shifting had gone well, she had a profession path, and her mother’s pregnancy and the birth of her siblings had gone well. So she was much more aware of her surroundings than she had been recently. The only real thing on her mind was Roran. She wondered if he was helping rebuild or not. It would be grand if he were helping.

As she was patrolling the border, she came across the scent of a member of the Phoenix Valley. She grinned and headed towards the wolf. It wasn’t Roran but that was fine. She was happy that the person had come to help. She would prefer if it was Roran but that was life. She didn’t get everything she wanted. Though she did get her wish of at least one sibling of each gender. She had two brothers and one sister. So the Spirits did listen to her sometimes. She did suppose that it wasn’t necessarily the Spirits but she did believe it was.

It wasn’t long before she came across and grey colored male who seemed a bit lost. She got closer and noticed that he had quite a few scars and that part of his ear was missing. She could tell that he had blue eyes but one of them was almost white. She wondered were he got all those scars. Hello there. My name is Ayasha. I assume that you’re from Phoenix Valley and are here to help rebuild? Is there anything I can help you with?
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WC:447


Love was something that the silver male was a stupid fool for; he would do just about anything in the name of love. The half blind, tripod still had mad feelings of love for Yuki, but the female was starting to worry the male, she was not coming home like she use to, the male had a sick feeling any time that he thought about the relationship that they had. It was like a firework, bright and loud, but once that spark is gone the smoke comes and then ever so shortly there is nothing. Noah Sawtooth, the Praeas of Phoenix Valley was living in that smoke trying to fight that feeling that it was all going to be crashing down, the question was going to be what was next what was going to be in the next round? The silver male looked around as he knew what he wanted to do to help the pack land however how to go about doing it, was the question.

Deep within his own thought the male picked up the scent of the AniWayan female, the two toned blue eyes rolled up to meet her then he lowered his head respectfully to her, no matter what the feelings where between packs, these where still her pack lands and he was still a guest upon them. Allowed to move freely though them if need be the grace and honor of the two leaders. Bringing his head up just enough to see her feet if she would move, the male rolled his one ear back as he thought it would be only polite to return his name and his mission.”Noah Sawtooth Muh…Muh…Ms.” The silver male gave small shake of the dapple grey tail. ”I would luh…luh…lie….like to help Muh..muh..Uh..Ms.” The silver male confessed to the young lady. He knew what his still healing body was able to do and not to do.”Able to suh..ho…sho…snow…show me around? Noah would not force her to play guide if she wanted to go off and do something else the male would not say anything rude or crude nor would the silver male stay within her lands, no matter what it would be the gift to pass between lands.

He could feel her eyes looking and studying every scar, ever single scab, scar, or flawed mark upon his body. The silver male burned with shame and fear of her thoughts of him, if she really knew that he got the biggest part of his marks not from fighting, more so refusing to fight, refusing to defend him-self. His own foolish morals and pride landed him each and every cut and mark placed on his body by Lucifer.


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#4
OOC: Sorry for the wait. WC: 409

IC:She smiled gently at his obvious gentlemanly behavior and shyness. Well, Noah. Where would you like to help? She wondered if he had any idea as to where they could help. There are fences that need to be fixed or the stables. She considered if there was anything else to do. I can’t think of anything else. She considered for a few more moments. She decided that the she could show him what needed to be done and let him decide what to do. I’ll show you the two places and let you decide where to work. Then she gave another grin. Would you like me to help you with the building? There isn’t a whole lot I can do being so little but I can carry light loads if you want. She figured it would be nice to offer her help.

She started towards the stables. Come on. I’ll bring you there. She glanced at the scars again. Where did you get those scars? If you don’t mind me asking. She hoped that he wouldn’t be mad at her curiosity. Her questions were never meant to hurt anyone but she knew that many times questions did so she left it open for him to say no. There were two other wolves that she knew fairly well that had scars: J’adore and Shiloh. So she wasn’t afraid of scars but more curious as to why each wolf got them.

She wanted to know more about his pack. Roran hadn’t been very helpful in describing the actual pack. And she figured it would be a good conversation topic. What is Phoenix Valley like? Do you know Roran? He’s my friend. She wanted to know what her crush was like when he wasn’t around her. She didn’t think that he was too different from when he was around her, expect maybe not as playful. She figured most wolves weren’t as playful when she wasn’t around.

They were soon at the stables. The fences were not too far away. They were both in need of repair. So, these are what need the most work. Which would you like to work on? She hoped that he would chose the fences. Then they wouldn’t have to worry about falling off the roof of the stable. But she would help him if he wanted to work on the stable. We have horses if you need to use them to pull wood or other things around.
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WC:438

The silver male was thankful that she was not turned away or sickened by his deformed face. Even more thankful that she had not asked about the marks upon his face, everyone wanted to know how he got them, every one placed pity upon him as soon as he tells them though the stuttering mess that he lost the rights to the pack land he was protecting because his own personal morals would not allow him to attack his own father. Then there was the time when the cabin feel in on him and Tala, he couldn’t allow a pack member that he had feelings for get hurt. He gave his leg, he would have given his life for her and any other member of the pack if he would have thought it would have brought them happiness.

The female present him with the choice of where to mend, and help out the friendly pack. The silver male smiled keeping his head lower than the white babe’s. The thoughts rolled and clicked in his mind of how to get everything done for the best of the pack lands. ”Horse?” The brute from the Valley lands questioned her. A shimmer of hope played in his eyes as his voice raise just a few slight octaves as it seemed like things where ruling into one. ”Oh uhm…. The male tried to find a way to get around the topic of his face, and leg. The silver Sawtooth hated to talk as is, so it wasn’t too big of a deal in his book to try to walk around the topic without making it look like he was avoiding the topic at hand. ”Dreamland! Nu…nuth…noth…nothing more then Hah…Ha…heaven on earth. “ The brute gave a hopeful sigh, he felt safe in the pack lands, he knew that as long as he felt this way he be a slave to the lands, and always respectful of Jefferson for giving him the chance to have this wonderful relationship with the land. ”Uhm..no. Well…Iuh…ie…ieye….I’ve meet him wh….wh…whu…whunshie…once.” If he was right the male was the child that was adopted by Jace and Temo.

Then the female suggested just what he was thinking, she was great. No wonder she had feelings for a Wolfe, Jace was strong, smart and very pretty. Noah gave a nod; she had the same idea of using the animals for small labor. ”Cart?” The male looked around, if there was a cart they could hook it up to one of the horse and if she knew how to drive the horse and cart, they could haul things back and forth.

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