Every time I look around.

Melee Soul · 08-10-2011, 11:37 AM

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Melee was a girl of action, and her impatience had not yet been tempered by the fires of maturity. Though she held an adult rank, she was not really ready for the mantle of adulthood yet. Which was probably why she rested solidly on the Mui rank instead of reaching a Specialized position. She aspired to receive a Specialist position - she aimed for the forecaster rank - on her first birthday. It wasn't something that she had discussed as of yet with anyone who could help her achieve that goal, though. The earth-toned girl kept her desires to herself, internalizing the pressure to achieve. In the end, this was a foolish way to go about things. Those that might be able to help her were unaware of her aims, deadlines, and goals. How then were they to assist? It was just another marker of her youth and inexperience that she thought she should do everything herself.

Her aim to do everything herself was also why she was out at the Broken Arrow Ranch today. For once, the girl was in her lupus form. It was easier to crouch against the grass that brushed her stomach when she wasn't standing tall. With her body pressed to the ground and her ears raised, she observed the horses of her pack. In a normal circumstance, the pressure of her gaze might have concerned a prey creature. As it was, the Ichikan horses were accustomed to the comings and goings of Luperci. They were complacent and undisturbed that Melee was watching them. Placidly, they clipped grass blades with their blunted teeth, chewing them into mush before swallowing.

Melee was growing bored of just crouching there, her muscles were getting tired of the awkward positioning, but she refused to give up. She was sure that by observing these pack owned horses, she could figure out how to catch one of her own in the wild. Her stubborn determination to do this on her own was the reason she had not yet sought out Saul to assist her. He would have been the perfect companion on a venture to capture a horse, but she was set on learning how to do it herself. All of the secrets that she thought she would observe with their own herd were not forthcoming, though. They just... stood there and ate. She was tempted to try and "catch" one of the horses of the pack, just to practice how to do it. Somehow she didn't think her packmates would appreciate her frightening their horses. The horses wouldn’t appreciate it either, and would likely remember her transgression. So that was off the table.

Soon enough, she would decide that she was tired of watching boring horses eat their boring grass, after which she would go off to do something else. For now, though, her bi-toned gaze was locked on the herd. Waiting for them to do something that would be worth learning for her horse capturing expedition. That was probably never going to happen, but she could dream!

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Temo Wolfe · 09-10-2011, 09:57 PM

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I'm going by the date of the first post for when this happens, thus before the barn raising thread. optime form. | +323

The Broken Arrow Ranch came into view as he walked through the woods. He had heard the barn there had some damage from age and neglect from the lack of occupancy and Temo wanted to take a look at it. As he approached the barn, he could see some of the critters that lived there out in their pastures munching away at the grass that was trying to grow. Some looked up and eyed him as he walked past, making sure he was not after them then went back to keeping the grass from growing too tall.

As he circled around and finally spied where the roof had caved in, he knew that it would not be an easy repair. After studying the hole for a bit, he went around and opened the door enough to look in. "Hello?" he queried into the building wondering if the caretakers was inside. With no answer but his own voice echoing back at him, and no animals loose inside, he opened the door wider and stepped in.

The dust danced in the beams of sunlight as he moved down to the damaged portion of the barn. Temo looked at the pile of debris that littered the floor under the hole. He poked at bits of the wood with a claw testing how rotten they were. He found a pole nearby and poked at the roof around the hole testing how rotten the beams and roofing was. When he was done, he put the pole back where he found it and exited the barn making sure to close and latch the door the way he found it. "This is no easy job," he muttered to himself, "will take me several weeks to fix that hole." he continued muttering to himself as he started down the path away from the barn, the animals looking at him hoping he had brought food from the barn.

Melee Soul · 09-12-2011, 11:53 AM

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Sounds good to me. Thanks so much for joining! Big Grin

The girl was focused on what she was doing and at first she ignored Temo's approach. Of course he wasn't really trying to approach her anyway, he was just going about his business in the pack lands and happened to be near where she crouched. She was observing the horses still with keen bi-toned eyes when he went into the stables. As the carpenter, it made sense that he would want to check and see what kind of work Broken Arrow Ranch still needed to be at its best. Melee wasn't really familiar with the male, though. She knew who he was and had met him a few times, but she had never really made a point to get to know him. Mostly because he was in a different part of his life. He had a mate and an adult rank, it felt hard to relate to someone in such a different lifestyle. Not that she couldn't talk to him, but she wasn't inclined to seek him out either.

When he started walking back down the pathway directly behind her, she turned to look. He seemed to be talking to himself. His Optimus form certainly did cause more distress or interest among the horses. They snorted and curved their heads to gaze at him. A distract-and-catch method might be successful. Their wide nostrils flared as they gazed at Temo, but none of them had realized she was there still. That was good. They were more sight oriented than scent oriented, she thought. Either that or they just didn't care that she was there because she wasn't doing anything interesting. Melee thought she had learned as much from them right now as she could, though. So it was that she stood up and loped toward Temo, woofing to catch his attention.

Then the horses looked at her, drawn by the sound. They went back to what they had been doing after a short time, though, uninterested in the pair of canines that wasn't approaching them. "Namaste!" Melee couldn't make the hand gesture necessary to fully use this Ichikan gesture of greeting, but at least she had the verbal part. It was somewhat odd to be in Lupus form while he was in Optime, but she didn't mind too much. Even if it did mean she had to look quite a ways up.

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