Stranger are all around
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As far as the silver male knew, he was alone. The Valley members did not come to the new lands, had they been loyal to Jefferson and stayed be hide with him? IF that was the case, Noah would surely feel like crap, Jefferson took a risk on him, the one eyed brute had made it clear that he did not care for Deuce or Lucifer. The silver male had been working on finding a place of his own, he knew what he wanted but it was a question of if there was such a house in conditions that were livable, or was he going to have to make his own home. Noah wasn’t that useful with his one stub, but in his mind things sometime ran wild.
The silver male sat down upon the naturally made step of the Amphitheater, as the three legged monster laid down he licked his lips somewhat blissfully as the arm summer sun warmed down upon his silver mottled coat as he took in the rare sunlight, well it was for him. The male was shifting into more and more of a night owl; he found a real passion looking at the stars, charting them, the pack wolf had been planning a trip back to the old Valley Lands, he was still plotting out how to get there and back and still didn’t miss seeing the stars that he so dearly loved with all his heart looking at and watching. Laying his head down between his leg stub and his paw as he closed his eyes, finding it rather nice to just lie down and enjoy the sunshine. The male shut his eyes, fighting harder and harder the long he laid there, to keep them open. The brute gave a yawn smacking his lips together, as he laid there.
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Temo was out for a walk, checking out a new area. With new lands to explore, there is always someplace new to go. Someplace new to explore. The sun shone with vigor and the birds were singing their songs from the trees and bushes. Everything seemed to be happy on this day and for once, Temo was in a happy mood, not the usual sad and brooding that he had normally been in.

The forest that was taking over the town opened up to a clearing and Temo stopped to survey the area. He took in a deep breath and slowly let it out as his eyes took in the park. He noticed that there was an amphitheater that dominated the center of the park. As he looked, he noticed another wolf laid upon one of the steps. After a moment, Temo realized he had stumbled upon another wolf that he had not met in Phoenix Valley. He remembered seeing the silver haired wolf at the few pack meetings that he had attended.

He stood there for a bit, just enjoying the sun and the happy forest noises around him. After looking around and taking in the park some more, he looks back to the wolf. The wolf seemed to be sleeping in the sun so Temo decides not to disturb him. He moved quietly around the amphitheater at the edge of the park so as not to wake the other. He did not wish to waken someone from their beauty sleep and take the chance they might wake up grumpy and they become enemies.

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#3
WC:3+

The brute had must have felt asleep because there were scenes of sugar plum dancing in his head. Something woke him up, probably him snoring. It would not have been the first time the silver tri-pod had boozed off while basting in the sun, he knew he use to be able to do that as a pup, laying on his back while being locked away in the Twilight Vale house. The sun would shine just right though the old cracked window and he would roll over and just lay there and fall asleep, there was few things that he really enjoyed while he was a child, but that was one of the few small things that he enjoyed. The male lifted his head up shaking it, with smacking of his lips; he took his one good paw, stretching it out with a grunt. The tri-pod gimp shook his head looking around, seeing the shadow snake, by the male wanted to run after it, thinking it was Lucifer. Noah gave another shake of his head.

Standing up with a grunt, he felt his joints pop and the bone wanting to push him-self to lay him-self back down and rest his body. Thank to his dead father and one of his drugged up friends he felt so much older then what he really was, maybe that was part of the reason why the silver male had felt more bonded to Jefferson. They both had scars and now missing limbs thanks to other, and their own selfish thoughts of trying to fix the world of any injustices. The male lifted his head sniffing the air, the male picked up a few scents that he knew, one of them pulled a few heart strings with him. One of the scents was of the Valley; it was a smell that was quickly fading fast on any of the members. The other smell that he was able to pick up was that of Jace, and he knew, well he guessed it was the black male that had stolen her heart and spent her off his feet. The male pushed his body to step forward, to move on off the resting area. He followed the scent, tracking it like the wolves that had lived before them, before this virus contracted though the wolves that knew how to shift and know of shifting.
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Temo Wolfe


Picking his way through the trees and shrubs that were taking over the park, Temo made his way back into the town and stopped to study his surroundings. Looking at the buildings and their condition to see which one would be the best one to start rummaging through. There was no way he could go through every building as there were so many, It would take a lifetime or two.

Thoughts traveled back to the sleeping wolf he had passed. He wondered who it was that laid sleeping in the park. Although Temo knew he did not know that other wolf, he did seem familiar. Maybe Temo saw him at the few pack gatherings that he had attended. It seemed, that for a wolf, he was not very social given that he had not even met everyone in Phoenix Valley and now here he is with another pack added in and he was off by himself wandering around looking through old human buildings.

His ears twitched when Temo heard someone padding through the trees following his trail. At first, when he looked, he did not see anyone. Then came the one he saw napping in the amphitheater walking out of the trees towards him. He brought his ears forward and wagged his tail a little trying to be friendly, "Hi, I'm Temo," he announced to the approaching wolf.

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The silver cripple moved slowly (well for Noah it was about normal, however for everyone else it was slow) to where he had seen the shadow that smelled like his dear friend Jace. Noah assumed that it was the male that had swept her off her feet and stole her heat, what was his name again? Uh….Temo! That’s right it was Temo. The silver, star watcher looked to the black male; he watched the ears upon his head shifting around. Noah took a silent gulp, pushing his fear down further and further into his stomach. If this male meant so much to Jace he did not want to make a bad impression on the midnight colored male.

Noah could see the male’s body, and he was able to read it. He did not want to start a fight, nor did he want to have any one upset with him, the male was way to over sensitive to what other thought of him. Though the male’s ears where forward and the tail was wagging the male had hoped it was not a trick like one that his father would have played on him, greeting him so warmly on to shred what little faith he had in the male. Well the silver coward could not hide forever and fear for ever because of what his father had done to him, he knew he needed to move on. The silver tri-pod dipped his head down low to the black male, ”Noah.” He pulled his head back up to meet graze with the male, ”Jace’s?” He was a male that did not talk much, but he had a reason and most that had got him talking found out quickly that he had a horrid stutter issue. He was getting use to it, but still didn’t mean that he would have to talk with a lot of words.


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Temo Wolfe


His head tilted slightly and his brow furrowed some as Temo pondered what the other wolf was trying to convey to him with only two words. After a few moments, his brow unfurled as he realized that "Noah" is the other's name and that he was asking if Temo was Jace's mate. With a slight grin he answered, "Good to meet you. And yes, I am Jace's mate."

He pondered why Noah chose to be a wolf of few words but was not bothered by it. He was used to try and fill in missing words in human texts that had not fared as well in the elements that nature had thrown at them since the demise of the humans. Temo was not used to using this process with spoken words and was thrilled with the chance to exercise a new technique.

With some effort, Temo tries to be more outgoing. Jace had told him after joining the Phoenix Valley pack that he needed to be less of a recluse and make friends. He had not done a very good job then but had decided to do better with this new pack. "How are you this fine day?" he asked the other as he tried to strike up a conversation.

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WC:3+

The male had followed him by his scent alone; it was something that Noah was rather happy to say he had done without the help of some one. Though really, his nose was just about the only part on his body that seemed to work to the max that it should, if not just a bit better since other’s where lacking. The silver male moved to where the scent of the black male was, his fur moved in an odd patter upon his body to match the pace that he was moving with the missing leg. Seeing the ebony hued male the silver male stopped and dipped his maw with a greeting, he was a brother within the pack and Noah would and should treat him as such.

The silver male shut his bad eye making sure not to be seen more then what it had already, it would be clear to any one that looked into the eyes of the male that with the dearth of color in the one eye that there was something wrong with it. Pulling his maw back up as he gave a nod, letting the male understood that he heard him, taking a deep breath the silver male let it out, as he opened his mouth.”Noah Sawtooth.” He hated to talk; words and him just didn’t seem to get along, however the part of getting his name out wasn’t to awfully bad, now for the next part. ”You’ve fr..fer….er…frouuuuuu….uh…from Phoenix Valley?” The male looked like he had been around, a pack meeting or something like that. Or maybe he just looked like Lucifer so much other then the eyes, yeah the eyes, they where warmer then what Lucifer could ever seem to mange. That was a good sign, the male opened his mouth to ask another question, with a chuckle the male shook his head and closed his mouth, he didn’t want to ask to many questions.



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no muse for me so fail post


Temo Wolfe


A ray of sun warmed his back as Temo watched the old male with curiosity. The thoughts that was bouncing around in his skull was of him wondering what the other had been through. From what he had observed, it looked like Noah has had a rough life at times. Temo could tell that the other with him was trying to hide some of what the hard life had dealt. Even though there was a spark of curiosity to the stories that Noah could tell, Temo would not ask and have his new friend alienated.

The thought of finding another friend brought a small smile to his muzzle. "Yes," Temo answered the other. "I am from Pheonix Valley, although, we were only in the pack a few months before it pulled stakes and moved here." he said, his hand gestured to indicate everything around them.

A flash of sadness passed behind his dark eyes as thoughts and memories of Phoenix Valley went through his head. The faces that he only saw at the few pack meetings that he had attended. The faces that won't have names because he had not met them. Some will have a name someday when he does meet them in the new lands.

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#9
WC:3+

The sun felt nice upon his scared and tattered coat, the marking that made him flawed in looks also aided in making him look older then what he really was. It was strange how a few knick and dings here and there could really change the looks that much in a being’s body. Noah was not pleased with how his body looked; missing an ear, missing part of his ear, well the biggest part of his ear was gone. Then there was the unknown that the male made the choice not to allow others to know was the blindness in the pale color eye, all words that came into that the one ear sounded like it was under water, it was distorted and muffled, and then there was the best one of all. He was able to talk without a stutter a few years ago, till his father and his friends beat him within the inch of his life.
Seeing the small smile come to the black male’s face, the silver beast allowed his tail to twitch side to side, happy that he was (well he was hoping) bring a smile to another being’s face. Nodded allowing the male to understand that he was hearing everything that he was saying as the thought process and register though his mind. It wasn’t a lie Noah had a bit of home sickness, but it was for the pack, and how life was there. The silver male had been back to visit the lands once, and it just wasn’t the same, it was like a ghost town. That when it clicked with the silver male that the Valley pack was gone, and now his pack and family was here in Ichika no Ho-en. The male had been pushing him-self to get out and know the members that were here that had came from the other pack that made this land so flavorful. ”Happy here?” Noah dared to ask, a part of him knew that really this was out of the norm for the member that seemed to not be found of change.
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sorry that it's a short crappy post.


Temo Wolfe


It was an innocent question that Noah asked. It was a simple question that should have a simple answer. So why did the answer not come to him as easy as it should. He thought about it for a bit, pondering his feelings. He wondered about Jace as she did not seem happy with being here. This seemed like a good place and one could be happy here.

Temo had been looking around them as he thought about the answer to the question. It did not take him long and he brought his eyes back to Noah. "Yeah, I am happy here." His eyes hid a sadness in him though. He would be happy indeed if Jace was happy to be here too.

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doip a doip a doip OOC doip doip

Noah waited for the black male to answer; there was a wait after asking the question. There was something in the way he waited to answer the silver tripod that made him want to know more, why did he wait? Was there something wrong with him? Or was it with his beloved Jace. Either way that did not sit well with Noah, thought he black male stood there and said that he was happy something was bothering him, his eyes said that really he was fine and that there was nothing wrong with him, something else told the tripod scared beast that it was a lie. There was something in fact wrong with him, and Noah really truly did want to know what was wrong with him.

Noah gave a look in his eyes as he squinted them, asking the male a question,”You Sure?” Noah wanted everyone to be happy here, and if that meant he had to go have a talk with Jace, and try to get her to see that really they were better off here then what they were when they were in the Valley. Noah could be pretty darn bullheaded. The male sat down looking at the black male, waiting…he wasn’t feeling too sure about the male’s question.”Is it Juh…Juh..uh…a….ah…see…Jace?” The male had come to know that the female was very stuck in her ways.



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ugh, i suck at this.


Temo Wolfe


Temo looked at Noah, an ear turning back as if there was a noise behind him. As he always did when confronted by someone wanting him to talk about his feelings, his face slowly grew more deadpan, trying not to show what he was feeling. He did not like to talk about feelings or emotions, for some reason that he could not fathom, the few times he had tried to talk about his feelings had always seemed to have ended badly.

He looked at Noah and, as always, decided not to open up. "Yeah, I am sure." was his reply to the one before him. Regardless of his feelings, it was the easiest answer to give. One that does not lead to him talking about feelings and it seems to satify any that do happen to ask. "I am not sure about Jace, she does seem a bit down." Temo said, then continued, "Maybe some friends could seek her out and visit with her." he suggested.

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Sorry for over a month waited. WC:3+

The light that shimmered down and warmed the two males, soaked into the silver male coat and slowly dipped down to his skin. It felt wonderful even if it was in the hot muggy summer weather; it beats the rain any old day though.

Noah had his mind set deep on Jace, she was a very special friend to the Sawtooth male and to know that she was still upset did not set well with the silver male, he would have to track her down and have a talk with her to try to get her to see the lighter side of all of this. Noah wasn’t sure how he was going to do it, when a part of him still missed the Valley, and the black male behaved like there was a small part with in him that missed the lands also.
That was it, no more moping around and being sad about something that was in the past now, all the old members could do it hope that when and if another pack takes over the lands, that they treat the land with the respect that it needed and earned. The silver male lowered his head down giving the black male a soft nudge, playful never the less. Hey now! Noah said jokingly, with a soft sigh. ”Nuu..nun…no more sad luhh..luh..looks. Noah smiled stepping back looking at the male. ”No longer puhh..puh..pack mates. Brothers!” Noah said trying to cheer up the black male.

The silver stargazer had hoped that he got the black male to stop thinking so much about the old lands. He sighed as he bowed his head down. ”Jace” the silver male stated, hoping that her mate and life time partner would understand that his next mission was to cheer her up and maybe get some of that sweetness back into her that Noah and Temo knew she had.
Pulling his head up the male turned around and walked to the house upon the hill that she studied at, and if she wasn’t there the male would check all the places he would think she would be. He was on a mission and wouldn’t give up till he finds her. When he finds her, he’s going to talk to her and play and poke at her till she was smiling and happy again.


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