Scent of Flowers

Terra · 11-28-2011, 06:31 PM

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Terra had been feeling rather curious since finding the two odd smelling wolves. She'd never met any canines that smelled naturally like a field of flowers. It had given her some ideas about disguising her own scent for pranks and the like. Terra felt she needed to learn more about it from the wolves that had used it in the first place though. Hence Terra had set about trying to find the pack that held such great secrets. It had been a while since she'd come across either of them, so tracking the source had been difficult. She came across traces of a flowery scent where there should be none here and there, but nothing that particularly stood out.

By questioning some of the wolves she came across Terra learned about a secretive pack to the north. Perhaps this was the source that she was looking for. A pack that held secrecy so highly was sure to hold the knowledge about disguising one's scent. In high hopes Terra had set out, before finally coming across the borders. It had taken quite a while, causing the scent of her pack to fade slightly. It was still there, but told that it had been some days since she'd been nearby. The distance itself wasn't that far, rather the reasoning for the time involved how difficult it had been to track down the pack itself.

Impressed by the great secrecy Terra decided to test exactly how skilled this place of secrecy was. Terra had spent the short span of her life working on improving her stealth. Terra hadn't learned how to disguise her scent yet, but that was what she'd come for. Still, she trusted her ability, and bravely stepped over the borders. Terra was officially trespassing on pack territory. Laughing slightly to herself Terra wandered the inside of the borders, keeping it in sight in case she needed to make a bolt for it. Feeling rather pleased with herself Terra found a small hollow in a rock and squeezed herself in. From there she watched to see who would come along following the scent of a stranger.

Liliya Russo · 11-29-2011, 01:37 PM

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ooc Sorry I didn't post yesterday, I was totally exhausted after work. WC 300+

The Russian wasn’t looking for trespassers today – at least, not actively like she did on her patrols, but find one she would, as fate had deemed for her. That afternoon Liliya thought she might do a bit of productive relaxation and went fishing. It was a task that she was skilled at and would benefit her people immensely, whilst lolling the hard working woman in a moment of leisure. The waters were growing cold but that hardly did anything to the rushing Pictou; the fish almost seemed to prefer it now. So there she spent her afternoon, baiting lines and catching fish. When she had three fattened, scaly floppers, she decided to call it a success and pack up.

Relaxed, Liliya wasn’t on the look out for strangers as she rolled up her poles and strung the fish together. She fit the poles into a sling on her back and slung the slimy fish over one shoulder, her other hand lugging the fishing net she decided not to use. Her thoughts wandered as she paced away from the river, but it wasn’t long until her senses prickled at the edges of her consciousness and she suddenly became distinctly aware of something amiss.

Liliya stopped, her flat gray eyes peering around but she did not see anyone. She sidled over to a rock and set the fish down, all senses on the alert. Someone was nearby, she couldn’t see them, but she could tell by the stillness of life in the area. Ears flicked, nose twitched. Not only was someone trespassing in Salsoa but the fact that Liliya had a fresh bounty to protect was additional offense.

With the fish set aside she could not focus on her nose, the acrid kills not drowning out the sense anymore. She worked and finally caught the scent of something misplaced… something canine. Her hackles prickled and lip crumpled back in annoyance as she carefully paced the steps the intruder had taken before, drawing her entrails-encrusted gutting knife from her waist band.

“Whoever is there show yourself now.” She demanded in her thick Russian accent. “You are trespassing on Salsoa ground. Comingk out now vhould be the only smart thingk you have done today.”

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Terra · 11-29-2011, 01:46 PM

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It had taken a while before the passing canine had noticed her scent. Terra had grinned at her confusion, watching the wolf try to locate her with the fish clouding her nose. It would have been much easier with the fish. When she finally did put them down Terra stepped out gently, careful to make sure the girl didn't stand between her and the border. It could be death if she did. Terra didn't doubt her abilities to escape, but with the border blocked she'd be forced further in, and whoever found her would kill her.

I wouldn't say coming out's the only smart thing I've done. Terra knew she was trespassing, but that didn't keep the mischievous grin from her face. She'd reached her goal, even if it wasn't the way she'd expected. After all, I managed to find this secret pack. Salsola, did you say? You're the ones who know how to disguise your scent, aren't you. Casually Terra sat down, lazily scratching at a spot on her back. The knife didn't concern her, having been in situations with a lot more danger. That didn't mean she'd be difficult to kill, just that the scale of danger was smaller for her. Terra had stared death in the face more times than she could count, and this small encounter was just one more tick in the count.

Liliya Russo · 11-29-2011, 02:34 PM

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ooc As I mention in all threads, if me writing in Liliya's Russian accent becomes difficult or annoying to read let me know. WC 300+

Just great. She’d been hoping for a rare, relaxing afternoon and she got this. Some smart ass trickster thinking she was so clever for trespassing on Salsoan soil.

Liliya’s paces stopped and she carefully surveyed her surroundings again when Terra emerged from her hide out. The fur on the back of her neck beneath her pony tail prickled, hackles rising in irritation. Not only did she have the gall to intrude, but she didn’t even have the decency to be sorry for it. Liliya’s eyes flashed above Terra’s head, peering at the open space beyond, and she realized why. The little bitch thought she could outrun Liliya. Her lip curled again.

“Salsoa’s existence is no secret,” she said, trying to take her down a notch. “We are known in this land, and we are well known because it is a fair warningk to ‘visitors’ to keep out.” Her last words were accompanied by a rumbling growl.

“The people of Salsoa know many things,” she adjusted the knife in her hands. She didn’t know the art of the scent-masking skill, but she suspected she could gut a Luperci just as well as she could gut a fish. But… Did she have it in her? Her days in Salsoa had hardened her, and she was becoming more like her pack with each moment. Still, she wasn’t sure that it was within her nature to ruthlessly slay another Luperci just on the grounds of stupidity. With a flick, the knife returned to its place at her waist. She had another idea… after all, everything in Salsoa belonged to Salsoa.

“Vhat is your name, girl? And vhy have you come here against all sense? Are you trying to pry on the pack, hmm? There is only one way to be findingk out the secrets, you know.”

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Terra · 11-29-2011, 05:14 PM

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Terra snorted at the wolf's words. So I suppose everyone knows how you disguise your scent as you wander about? That was something she was positive few knew about. If everyone knew that the canines who walked around with the disguised scent belonged to this pack there would be no point. Terra hadn't tracked down Salsola, the pack everyone knew about. She'd tracked down the pack that had put effort into keeping hidden. There was a difference, if not one many would notice. Cocky Terra glanced at the girl. She'd put away the knife, so the worst of the danger was over. Terra had passed over the line between a fight and peace at some point. She relaxed slightly. Terra wasn't quite sure what had made the girl change her mind, but if it let her keep her skin she was all for it.

The promise of secrets was tempting, but there was something new in the female's voice. It was almost a lie, though everything she said was true. Terra knew with certainty the girl was hiding a fact from her, but she didn't know what. She already knew there were several secrets in this pack, so picking out which one was the one the girl held would be nearly impossible. Tilting her head she considered the questions. I'm Fleta. I came because I seek knowledge that your pack holds. Terra stood up at this point, pacing slightly in the small space. What way is it exactly to gain these secrets?

Liliya Russo · 11-29-2011, 06:36 PM

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Could she do it? Could she do it like the Dark Lady had done it? Oh, yes, Liliya thought. Visions of her enslaved mother passed through her mind, of how the woman didn’t know she was a slave, of how her family had been wronged that day and how Liliya would forever give to Salsoa because of it. With more servants her mother would have to bare less of a burden. And this one, this attitude… oh yes, she could.

Liliya noticed the gentle relaxation of the girl’s muscles with shrouded glee. Sheathing the knife had garnered her a little trust with the girl. She took a step forward to close the gap between them, a smile playing across her tawny muzzle. The pacing trespasser introduced herself, and Liliya nodded firmly. “I am Liliya.” She had no way of knowing that the pacing girl had lied, that her name wasn’t really Fleta. What she did know was that she was quite persistent for knowledge. This could be good.

“I do not know the stealth art that you ask about,” it was the truth, but only because the truth could work in her favor. “But many here do. If you are wantingk the secrets of Salsoa and are willingk to dedicate yourself to the pack, you could learn them. But I vhill not tell you such things now. If you are adamant, I could be takingk you to someone who vhill.”

She took another step forward, extending her free hand in the universal sign of peace, offering a hand-paw shake.

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Terra · 11-29-2011, 06:56 PM

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This was wrong. The girl's open acceptance spooked Terra, making her back away from the open hand. One eye stared at the borders, measuring the distance. She wasn't sure what was being planned, but she wouldn't be taken in like that. The words about dedication to the pack sounded like a recruitment. Her ears pricked at the words that more pack members knew the secret of disguising their scent. Sadly the girl she faced did not. There would have to be another way to get the knowledge.

To make matter's worse, Liliya told Terra to follow her into the territories. It was supposedly to meet someone who could teach her, but the feeling was wrong. Liliya didn't feel relaxed like she should have been. Terra kept her body from giving herself away, the only sign that something was wrong the space she'd put between them. She still wanted the knowledge though. Terra wouldn't give up. Head cocked to the side she considered her options. Terra had no problems lying about allegiance to the pack, but she wasn't willing to leave the borders to do that.

Of course! There was a very simple way to do this. Just like how she'd joined Cour des Miracles, Terra would run through the stance of a prospective member. This meant she'd have to leave the boundaries, but if she apologized Terra was sure it'd be taken in stride. Standing on the border now Terra gently inclined her head. Your invitation is very gracious, but I'm not sure if I should join this pack. It seems too easy for the pack I worked so hard to find. There must be more required for joining it than this? Don't we need to call a leader or something?

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