Spending Time With Strangers

Symera Villisca · 08-22-2011, 04:02 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Zero; I decided to leave it vagueish so you could set the exact date; 300 words

If the girl wasn't in the mansion or out at the borders playing with the skulls then she seemed to be out and around in the forest instead. She had traveled to the caves once but not really too many other places than those that had been listed. She hadn't managed to explore the full expanse that Inferni covered as of yet. It was certainly on the to do list though. She still had years of life ahead of her, or so she speculated, and therefore had plenty of time in order to be able to do so.

For now she contented herself to remain within the tree protected lands. She took comfort in the cover of leaves high above her head. Even though it didn't particularly hide her from the things that might choose to hunt her it still aided in peace of mind. After all she was used to such covering instead of being out in the open. She knew that she was still vulnerable but she didn't feel that fear. She was in Inferni and under the trees so she felt relative safety.

The girl had thought to find more dolls to add to her currently small collection but that thought was erased as she saw something duck into a burrow beneath some tree roots. She had no idea what it was. She hadn't even seen what sort of animal it was but had just caught some slight movement. "Hello? Who was that?" The small girl called out as she went over to try and inspect it for herself. She moved over to the base of the tree that she had seen movement at. "Hello? Someone there?" The female called out before sticking her nose down the hole to try and figure out had disappeared down there.

Cypress · 08-23-2011, 01:59 PM

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Think the 17th, late morning?

The foolish, childish idea that Cyp might belong in the lands of his father had been squashed. He had met few of the coyotes of Inferni and those experiences had left him with little desire to meet anymore if they were all red-eyed demons cut from the same cloth. Talitha and Halo had made it clear there was no place for him here and he felt the solidarity of that in his heart now. He wished to return home to the lands he knew. Where a bed and room that were his own waited for him and with any hope his mother too would be there. He had proven himself useless, but Savina and the rest of the pack would not rest until his mother was back at home in Haven Manor, of that he was sure.

Wishing for sometime to himself, away from the guest house his father shared with the two jackals the spoke in a strange tongue, Cypress once again braved the unknown of the forest that surrounded him. This time his intentions were simply to explore and with no intentions to hunt he made no effort to keep padded feet silent as he made his way along a well worn and winding path. Though there was little of interest and the forest seemed the same as any other. Perhaps it was just being homesick that was bringing him down and making the world seem so dull.

A blur of motion caught his eye, stopping the youth in his tracks and ears perked hearing a voice call out a short distance away. Despite the small distance the words were distinct and clear, though a bit confusing. Was she talking to him? Well he assumed it was a female, the voice sounded young yet still feminine. "Hello?" he called out as he approached. "Hello, who's there?" He was leery after his last encounters with the locals. "Oh, sorry to interrupt.." He said as the very wolfish youth came to a halt seeing the young girl investigating some sort of burrow, or something.

Symera Villisca · 08-25-2011, 03:58 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Zero; Sure, just wanted to give you the option of picking the date you were most comfortable with; 315 words

Symera had no idea that there was another canine in the immediate area since she hadn't spotted another. No, she was more interested in whatever creature had disappeared from sight. Of course her intruding nose earned a scratch from the cornered animal. The small girl yelped and backed away from the hole. She licked at her sore nose and it was then that she noticed someone else and realized that she wasn't all alone after all.

Unlike others she didn't use outward appearance to determine what species someone was but went by scent instead. "You smell weird." But it wasn't unlike some other scents that she had smelled before. There were others that lived her that had that odd scent as well. There were only the scents of two species that she knew and recognized so the introduction of a third into the mix had her uncertain of just what it was that she was actually smelling. Since she couldn't place it she simply tolerated it. She had no experience with the extra scent and so she didn't know how to respond to it.

Once again the girl was licking at the minor scratches on her nose as she studied the larger male further. "Where do you live?" The female finally spoke up again with a question. He could live in Inferni for all she knew. There were other hybrids here so it seemed plausible enough to her. Because she relied so heavily on scent the anatomical differences were lost on her. Just because he was larger didn't mean a thing to her since her brothers of the same litter were quite a bit larger than her. So yes, she was used to everyone being bigger than her because of her being a runt. She had no idea that the male wasn't actually allowed to live here because he didn't have enough coyote in him.

Cypress · 08-28-2011, 05:05 PM

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He had been apprehensive about approaching the voice had heard int he distance. Most of his encounters with the locals beyond the walls of the house his father lived in behind the mansion had not exactly be the most pleasant of experiences. But the voice had sounded young and feminine and Cypress felt compelled to make sure the young girl was not in distress. It seemed the young female had not heard him at all as he approached, calling out. Her nose stuffed deep in some sort of tunnel, hole or something of the sort near the base of a tree. Whatever was in there had all of her attention. He was about to try and get her attention again and suggest that perhaps she not do that when she pulled her face quickly from the hole with a yelp and licked her likely assaulted nose. He opened his mouth to ask if she was alright, but before he could get the words out she told him smelled weird and his face scrunched oddly and he tilted his head to one side in his confusion. "What do you mean?" He never been told he smelled odd before. Just what did this girl mean and what kinda of greeting was that anyway?

Pink tongue licked at her nose some more and Cypress tried to somewhat discretely get a look at it to see if she was hurt very badly. The scratches looked small and from experience he could say that they would probably sting for a little while, but she would likely soon forget about them. "Crimson Dreams. I am just here visiting.Name's Cypress." He answered simply. ”You alright? What did you chase down that hole?” He was still a few feet away from her and took a few steps forward to investigate the hole, sniffing at it.

Symera Villisca · 09-09-2011, 01:14 PM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Zero; 363 words

Symera couldn't exactly be said to be like the others within the clan. At least not o an exact extent. She was of pure blood and had a prejudice stronger than some of the others it seemed. The girl was small but she was vindictive already. She also had a bit of a sassy mouth on her as well. One that was likely to end up getting her in trouble, not that such bothered her. Just like the child she was she spoke her mind freely. Such was made obvious by her assessment of the male.

"You smell weird." She spoke the words again. How much clearer could she possibly make that? "Others here smell weird too. I have not found another coyote here." It was the only way that she could think to describe a hybrid when she didn't know of the existence of such things. The concept of genetics was lost upon her. But then again who would really expect someone her age to even understand something as vast and complex as that?

She had no idea of the place that the other spoke of. "I am Symera Villisca. What is Crimson Dreams?" The only place that Symera had heard of was Inferni and not of any other packs. She had no idea that there were plenty of them towards the south. Actually she didn't know there was a south even. She had spent all of her time around the are of Inferni so she didn't realize that there was much more to end up seeing. That there were a vast number of landscapes to explore. Perhaps some day when she was older she would figure all of that out.

A glance was given to the hole as it was brought up and caused the small girl to unconsciously lick at her nose once again. "I do not know. I was trying to look for it but I could not see it." She looked away from the hole and back up to the male once again. "My nose hurts." The questions were answered out of order but that hardly mattered since they both had been responded to at the very least.

Cypress · 09-18-2011, 11:17 PM

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sorry for the wait, been busy and sick

Her provided explanation did little to quail his confusion. For he did not share her perspective on scents. A scent told one a multitude of information but Cyp rarely looked to it to define and separate canine species. He was only mildly aware of the mixed heritage of his blood and how that bled into his scent."No wonder I smell funny if you expected me to smell like a coyote." His tone was light, one of casual conversation with a hint of humor to it. He did not know the percentages of his blood, but considering whom his father was there was obviously some coyote heritage there. Cypress felt it obvious that he was wolf. It showed in body and was equally true of heart and mind. Unlike many of Inferni Cypress did not see the differences in blood. He would likely never understand their prejudices. "Really? But I thought that there lots of coyotes here. Aren't coyotes the only breed allowed to join the clan?" Well he had only been told wolves were not allowed, so he had assumed that it had also meant then that only coyotes (or at least those of strong coyote heritage) were allowed to join.

"It's nice to meet you Symera." He said politely. The girl had been nice so far. Nicer than any of the others he had a pleasure of meeting so far. Even if she seemed a little blunt, if not rude. Still she seemed deserving of the manners Anu had taught him. "It is a pack southwest of here. Past the ruins of the old city. We have a large lake there and a large building similar to the mansion you all have here." The lake was probably his favorite place to spend his free time. He enjoyed watching the motion of the water's surface and the songs of the frogs and insects that called the long grasses surrounding it home.

Cypress too, had to learn the hard way about shoving his snout down in a hole and earned himself similar scratches on more than one occasion. There was no promise he might not yet earn more such scratches as his own curiosity still got him in trouble from time to time. It was his temper that he was more concerned with taming. " Yea, you've got a couple good scratches there. They will probably hurt for a little awhile, but you'll forget all about them before you know it!" He smiled and his tail gave a soft wag in his hopes to reassure her. "So what do you do around here for fun?" He hadn't seen much of Inferni and he didn't know what was really out there to even see.

Symera Villisca · 10-06-2011, 10:07 AM

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OOC here: Table & Coding © Zero; 502 words

Her reliance on scent to tell her what something was rather than taking in the visual interpretation was the source of confusion for many. Especially when it came to her talking about wolves. That was something that had earned a fair amount of confusion in itself simply because she refused to recognize wolves as being anything but monsters, let alone sentient beings. To her they stank and therefore were dubbed as stinky in her mind. That was the only term they got besides being referred to as it as well. So because of her outright refusal to use any other words and terms to talk about and describe wolves there had been some confusion over that as well. But for being as young as she was the small girl was quite set in her ways.

The young female gave a nod of her head to his words. Yes, she had expected him to be coyote. And in the same token she had expected everyone in Inferni to be coyote as well. That didn't seem to be the case though. From what she had smelled thus far it seemed as if she was the only true coyote in Inferni. "That is what I thought. It is what I had heard. But I have not found anyone else. Everyone smells weird and not like a coyote." The girl explained herself as best as she could with her limited knowledge of the world and its various scents.

"Do you like it there? Or are you going to move here?" If they had the same buildings then she didn't see why it should matter much in which place was stayed. Or maybe she was just biased and favored Inferni above all else even if it wasn't living up to all of the stories that she had heard about it. Even so, it was better than being banned and having to live outside of the skull lined borders and always having to deal with stinkies taking everything. So yes, she still favored Inferni even if it wasn't exactly like all of the tales that she had been told about it.

The girl tried to cross her eyes in an attempt to try and see the scratches on her nose but that didn't exactly work out. Instead she just licked at them again. "They do not hurt that much anymore." Or maybe that was just because she was being distracted from them by the conversation that was being had. "I usually play with Mr. Squishy but he got in an accident." Not that the other would know who or what Mr. Squishy was. "I am going to hunt stinkies too." Or at least Halo had promised to take her out wolf hunting. So either way that Symera played it had a morbid theme to it, from a dead bird to killing wolves. But wasn't that the way of life? It was a kill or be killed world, or such Symera had learned of it from an early start.

Cypress · 10-12-2011, 06:37 PM

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Cypress used to think about what it would be like in Inferni, to live with his father. It had been nothing more than fantasy to distract his mind, for in truth Cypress couldn’t imagine leaving his mother’s side for an undisclosed amount of time. He might not have clung to her as tightly as Alder had, but like with her sons, she was his rock. He nodded as the coyote girl asked if he liked his home. ”Of coarse, that’s what makes it home, isn’t it?” Even if it had become something of a war zone and his mother had been stolen in the night of the raid. But those are things he didn’t want to think about it. So long as he was in Inferni he could pretend the war wasn’t happening at all. Even if he wanted to though, staying was not an option for him. ”I wouldn’t be allowed to stay here anyway. Father said I could only stay for a few day. I’ll probably be heading home tonight, actually.” He said, a little disappointed that his stay was almost over, yet he was still unadmittedly homesick.

”That’s good” His tone brighter again. He was genuinely glad that her nose wasn’t hurting so much anymore, though as she went on to talk about what she did for fun Cypress just grew more confused again. ”Mr.Squishy?” He assumed she was talking about some sort of toy, thinking the like of something made of fabric that was stuffed full of.. well whatever it is that stuffed toys were stuffed with. ”What are stinkies?” His brow furrowed with his confusion, so little she said was making sense to him.

Symera Villisca · 10-15-2011, 10:15 PM

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Symera had once dreamed of living in Inferni and now that she was it was nothing like how she had imagined that it would be. Still it was a haven for her. A place where she could remain safe and not worry about the threat of wolves. She didn't have to fret about being harmed or having her home stolen once again either. That right there outweighed the misconceptions that she had about the place. After all peace of mind was quite an important thing in a world that could prove itself tumultuous for one so small.

"I guess so. I lost my first home and had to move." She wasn't certain what exactly classified a place as a home but she had lost where had had been born at because of the expansion of a wolf pack. "Will it take a long time for you to get home?" She asked, not certain of the exact distance that he had to travel. She didn't know if he would actually end up having to leave now. And if that was so then so be it.

She nodded her head as he repeated the name of her toy. "I left Mr. Squishy in the mansion so I can find a Mrs. Squishy." Since she couldn't shift she would be able to easily carry around two dead animals. That was why she had to leave the one she already had back in her room so that she would be free to carry back the new one. "Stinkies are mean and they stink." It wasn't a very detailed explanation but it was what she knew and could sum up about them from her encounters. She couldn't name off a single good encounter that she had ever had with a wolf in her entire existence so far.

Cypress · 10-21-2011, 04:07 PM

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Cypress was hardly one to really talk of what made home, home. Crimson Dreams was the only home he had ever known. It was where his mother lived. Where she had birthed her sons and raised them. Just as easily his home could have been any number of lands. Familiarity and the comfort it brought was what kept him grounded there. He knew the wolves there; he knew the lands and knew no reason for change. Cypress assumed the same was for Symera and Inferni. That she had been born and raised here. After all she was younger than him so it seemed only logical in his naive mind until she said she had lost her old home and no lived here. His face saddened at the idea that she had been forced from her home. "That's terrible. It must have been horrible to lose your home. Why did you have to leave?"

Cypress was a little nervous about his trip home. The moon had waned since his arrival and Cypress would not have the light of the full moon for his travel home as he had for his journey here. Still he hoped it would give off enough light to sooth his fears of the darkness. A fear that had plagued him ever since he had been frightened in the dark, moonless woods of his home nearly a year ago. Though, much like his aversion to his optime form his fear of the dark was another weakness he would not openly admit too. "It will take me over a day to get back, maybe two." He could probably make it in less time if he hurried, but he would rather plan for sometime to rest and hunt if need be. That way there was always a chance he might get home earlier than he expected rather than later.

At first he thought that she had lost her toy or it had been broken when she said it had been in an accident. He smiled as she said she had simply left him at home so that she might find him a Mrs.Squishy. "I can help you find one, if you want to." Still thinking that she was talking about a stuffed toy of some sort, he didn't have the slightest clue where they might find one around here, but if she had already found one he assumed she would have some idea. She explained a little more about what stinkies were, but it didn't really clarify things for him much at all. Which was probably for the best; he'd really be confused if he knew she was talking about wolves.

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