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Pripyat Soul

01-08-2012, 09:23 PM

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playing as if New Dawn already got their expansion. Date this thread for whatever works best for you! Prip is in optime as always.333

The travel between New Dawn and Ichika no Ho-en was not a long one. Pripyat Soul knew enough of the pack to feel no hesitance in coming so close to their borders. The leaders had come and met with Nayru, and Noah. Noah had gone to them. That was all Pripyat needed. He set out early morning, after making sure all was well in the Abbey. The trip would be an easy one. All he had to do was follow the shoreline north-west, letting the ocean guide him. The trek here was easy, no climbing over mountains or through pushing through thickets. Only his large paws stepping on soft sand. The whole journey his face grew more sour, and so by the time he finally reached New Dawn a large frown had formed on his face.

When he arrived at New Dawn the sun had not reached midday yet and Pripyat was in no hurry. The large creature did not immediately call out to the stuttering old man that he sought. Instead he seated himself cross legged and closed his ocean eyes, clearing out all the thoughts that had accumulated on his trek. Arye danced before him, as always, especially when he was near any large body of water. On the way here he had imagined her coming out from the waves, smiling that smile that never failed to melt him. But no, she was dead and burned up and Pripyat would do best to forget her. Then he thought of all the others. Phoenix Valley members who were no more. His own parents. Adonia. Now Noah.

He shook them all from his head, all except Noah. Finally the bright eyed boy lifted his lids, threw back his head and called out for the man who had ever been a present figure in his homelands. Until now. And he waited, his face set hard and stony, staring off into the empty air as if he would conjure Noah out of simple sheer will.

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Noah

01-09-2012, 01:50 AM

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I've never been one to be ocd about dates unless it's a major plot, also Noah is in lupus.

How long had he turned his back upon the brethren and sister of the No Ho-en? The male thought about it, it had been to the day seven rises and falls of the sun. Severn days filled with excitement about the changes, and the excitement of being with his mother again, granted there had be changes where he was no longer need to use Amzi for service so much, and there was the change of not using his optime shape as often as he had with the last pack. The two lands where so different like night and day, however the male was madly in love with both lands, and felt horrid for still loving the lands he had left.

The tripod made his way to the borders to sit and wait, he had been waiting on Rendall for three days now, he would make his way to the borders, wait there most of the morning, find a mouse or something small to eat, enjoy the small meal and go back to waiting for his beloved. He did not hold her at fowl for being in love with her pack lands, however he could wish that she would be with him, did she miss him? Did she know he was gone?

The male heard the howl, but he was already on his way to the boy’s sight. He was slower in this shape, but he was slowly getting use to this shape. Day by day he was getting faster with moving around in his three legged body.

Seeing the silver youth, the one that Noah had called “Young Prince” They had talked about the good and bad in this world and Noah tried to make him see that there was still something good out there. The New Dawner smiled seeing the child, and then he saw it, the scar down his eye. How sad! The silver lupus pushed out a woof out of his partially party muzzle, giving a soft wag of his tail. ”Young Prince.” The Sawtooth male spoke with a warmth to his voice.

The male sat down a foot back, so that he could see the young male. ”Nice e..e..eye.” The silver male felt like he should be watching over the child, mother and father where both gone. The child had no one he could turn to in the pack to talk to whenever he needed that parental figure to talk to.

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Pripyat Soul

01-09-2012, 11:18 AM

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The silver boy did not have to wait long, but the man who greeted him appeared different than the man he had been use to seeing lurking in Ichika no Ho-en. This man was in lupus form and though Pripyat Soul had seen Noah Sawtooth as such before, it was strange to be greeted at the borders by the most primal form of their shapes. Instinctively he rose from his sitting position to greet the man properly, though the greeting Noah gave Pripyat was also one he had grown unaccustomed to, though that too was not completely unfamiliar. The pet name that the tattered man had given Jefferson's son had been used widely in Phoenix Valley, but less so as they fell into their own niches within Ichika no Ho-en. And now? Still the name embarrassed the boy but he was less awkward about it, less obvious—his stony face gave away nothing. He wasn't the same child he had once been.

Pulling his hands together he bowed low to his elder, his voice low but warm. "Namaste brother." Coming up from his bow Pripyat found he was still looking down at the man and suddenly felt uncomfortable to be in different forms. Easily Pripyat could shift down to his lupus, or even the halfling form would be better, but the lad had come to detest four legs. On his hip was the small pouch ever filled with flint and other fire making tools and what use was that to him without hands? His purpose—he knew now—was to be the fire keeper in Ichika. Even when not actively performing the duties, he felt uneasy if he were to be unable to use dexterous fingers and opposable thumbs.

Noah seated himself back from the boy, presumably so he could look up into his face and the Soul male made it easier by seating himself once more. Now they were on closer of the same level and Pripyat said nothing for a long moment after Noah commented on the boy's eye. It had been scarred since before Samhain, since Arye had passed into the next world. Three months at least and surely Noah and the others had seen Pripyat's face since then, but none had approached him about it. The boy hadn't made it easy, keeping to the Abbey and only rushing past the others when they happened to pass one another in Ichika. Eventually they stopped wondering when they saw him and merely accepted the new look.

"Nice lands." His voice wasn't sarcastic, but almost. If they were to talk of new things, why not speak of something actually new? Noah's move. The boy's ear twitched, uncertain if it were proper to so swiftly turn the attention away from his face and onto Noah's action, but the once side stepping child had turned into a more direct man. He felt at ease with Noah, and so he made no qualms about the purpose of his visit. "You happy here Noah?" Pripyat's eyes were curious as he looked into the face of one of the few he could call a friend, but a friend he feared he was losing too. Perhaps he had neglected the older man when they both were Ichikans, too wrapped up in Arye, too wrapped up in fire and soot. And now? Now Noah too was skittering away like the other Valley members had and Pripyat had no choice but to stay behind.

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Noah

01-10-2012, 12:32 AM

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Pretty, but not what I wanted. But hopefully you enjoy. ^^;

The older male smiled at the youth, there was not they were really all that different. They each had something that brought them back together, and that was the love of the Valley. If the Valley was to ever come back and be a pack again in the same manner that it was when Noah was in the pack, he would leave in a second, or as soon as he caught wind of the change, he had a deep love and respect for the Valley, so much had happened there, and so many memories had taken place that when Noah walks though the lands, it hurt him to see the lands so empty and barren.

The silver male stood up returning the bow to the male, it wasn’t as smoothly as what the grey and white Souls’ boy had, however to Noah it wasn’t no for all the fancy greetings with the frills. ”Same.” The male found that having very little words where what worked best for him, there was no chance of him fighting to get the words out of his mouth. He gave a nod when the male talked about the pack lands, it was nice...It was different; the silver male thought he might need the change and need something different. The male felt like he had hit a point in his life where he was living and working for nothing. He had hoped that coming to New Dawn and with its different views and also total different rules. ”It’s home.” He spoke with a nod to reassure him-self that leaving the peace loving pack was the right choice for him. The next statement out of the Young Prince’s mouth was something that Noah had really never thought about. Was he happy? He had his mother that made him happy. She was no longer so far away from him. She was close enough that he was able to push his maw into her side in he needed to at night. So the elder male guess he was happy.”It’s home.” The silver male looked back to the young male. Noah felt bad for not offering him to show him around the lands, but it was clear that you don’t bring non members into the pack lands, the leaders wanted the pack to be full of nothing more than pack members wondering around.

”Really, A..a..a..are you?” Noah knew that the boy wanted to be a super hero, he wanted to be the one to go out and right the wrongs that where going on in the world. Had he made a choice to strive and live for something else, or was he still working on trying to figure out there to start.

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Pripyat Soul

01-10-2012, 05:21 AM

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Pripyat is a brat who doesn't smile, but he loves Noah all the same XD 450

Noah did not offer the customary Ichikan greeting as Pripyat had almost expected, but then why should he? The man was not unwelcoming with his own bow and smile, but the lack of the proper word falling from his lips irked the younger of the two. Staring, unsmiling, at the man before him Pripyat Soul was suddenly aware of their physical similarities. For all the genetics Geneva and Jefferson had put into the boy he bore a coat of silver and eyes of blue, and though they did not match the exact shades and tones of the Sawtooth man they were more alike than they were different. Even as the battered older man continued on, the younger one grew his own scars and scraps and soon enough might look as worn as Noah. Yet they were not of blood, but something near to it. A shared heritage and home, or they had been once.

It's home. The words sent Pripyat reeling, though from the outside one could scarcely tell. His heart pounded almost angrily in his chest and his mind began to race, trying to piece together the puzzle that might explain how the Valley had once been home to Noah, and Ichika had too been home and now this New Dawn was also home. Perhaps Pripyat too was the same as Noah, for he had left the Valley behind, but there had been no choice there. There was no Valley left. Jefferson had up and left, taking Phoenix Valley with him. The boy hadn’t minded then, not with Arye by his side, but now he marveled at how easily one soul could move from location to location to location yet again and call them all by the same name. Yet the only indication that the words set something off within the boy was a gentle flicker of his ear, barely there at all.

And then the man turned the boy's own question upon him, and Pripyat shrugged nonchalantly at his elder. This words came swift and without thought. "I am content in Ichika." His voice was growing gruffer, as were his spirits, and perhaps in that way only he was becoming more like his father. "I belong in Ichika." Yes, of course he did. Where else would he belong? And where else did Noah really belong then? Pripyat peered at him, and though he knew the man was set and stubborn in his ways and already settled into his new home, Pripyat's own mind was not settled or stable and he couldn’t help himself, allowing his almost forgotten vulnerability shine through just then, just for that small moment when he asked. "Why did you leave? Why'd you come here?"

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Noah

01-10-2012, 07:29 PM

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Thought maybe that they could do a hunt or maybe Prip could find more stuff for this fire making stuff.

It wasn’t hard to see that since Noah did not offer the slandered Ichika no Ho-en breathing that it slightly bothered the boy. Noah had never been one for saying such a long word. ‘Namaste’ What was that, one of the longest greeting that someone could say? Noah loved his time in the hippy pack, but the greeting was never ever him. The Sawtooth male knew he couldn’t say it, he wasn’t stupid. The longer the words the harder the Sawtooth male fought already to say anything, the smaller the words the better the silver male knew he was. The male sighed softly, as he kept on with the boy. The more time they were spending together the more he was starting to see his sire in him, that never smiling face.

Took everything for the older grey male had not to point out that he was acting like Jefferson, though really what would be the sense since not only was Jefferson Soul the boys father, but something about the old crabby Soul man that Noah had loved and respected, even if a part of him was still mad at him for giving away the Valley, and it’s members.

He gave a nod to Pripyat answer, there was nothing that the Sawtooth male could have said to fight the boy, as long as he was happy then the Sawtooth male wouldn’t try to see why he had taken his own leave. ”I feel it w…wa..was time for me t..t..to take my l..l..l..leave. I pick these lands, because t..t..t..they were r..r..rustic. It’s o..o..old fashion. “ The male was happy about that, he was thankful that he found a pack that went back to the old style of pack, the male had always wanted to prove to his mother that even though his father was a dark monster that he could be something more than just the pack’s elder or retired member. Jefferson had been the first one to give him a chance. To prove that he was broken but still could work. For that Noah had the upmost respect for the brown coywolf. He held a spot that the silver male was pretty sure that no one else could replace.

Standing up, the male gave a sway to his side. ”Come Y..Y..Young Prince…” The male said as he hopped slow. ”Let u..u..us take a walk.” The male wanted the child to enjoy his life and his youth while he had it.

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Pripyat Soul

01-11-2012, 02:18 PM

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The answer that the man gave the boy was not quite satisfactory, yet Pripyat Soul did not push further. Only the ocean eyes narrowed and the perpetual frown set its self deeper into his face. Why had Noah felt it time to take his leave? Why was "old fashion" a good thing? At one time Pripyat might have understood the desire to roam far from home, he had even spoke of it to this very man once. And now… now simply an excursion to the neighboring pack seemed almost too far to wander. Though he was glad to see the face of the man, to know he was alive and well and happy in his new home, Pripyat Soul felt that his visit would not be a lingering one. Simply in and out and home again. He missed the Abbey already and it had not even been the better part of a day.

"What do you mean "old fashion"?" The words were sounded hard, as if they were accusatory, but in reality the lad was only curious. What he knew of New Dawn was little, only that the leaders had come and spoken to his own and that they were very near to Ichika on the west borders. Now the mountain pack was sandwiched between New Dawn and Anathema and Pripyat knew enough of the darker clan to not bother with them. If they left the Anathema members alone, then they too would be left alone. And hardly he felt that any of the Dawn members would bother them, surely have past Ichikans could only help relations, but it wouldn't hurt to learn some about their ways, granted Noah was willing to share.

The man again called Pripyat by the old name and he sighed. Certainly Noah still viewed Pripyat as many of the older Valley members did. He was ever the child of their leaders, silly and head strong and stubborn like his father. Yet a whole year and a half had come and gone since his birth and he was as adult as they and it perplexed him that they failed to see or acknowledge this. He was a member of the Herald class! Called into such servitude by a greater power, spoken to by spirits through the flames and spoke he created out from under his hands. He had loved and lost just as they and didn’t they know he could care for himself? They need not worry or wonder about his eye, and he almost wished to reveal that it was him and no other that had put the ugly scar upon his own face.

"I am no Prince, Noah. If ever I that title belonged to me surely it went with my father. I am only Eika now, of Ichika. That is all I wish to be." And yet dutifully, or perhaps out of the friendship that had long been between the older, tattered man and the leaner but lanky youth, he followed the man as Noah set out, leading him to wherever. On two legs Pripyat went after the four legged canine, towering over him in height but feeling uncomfortably like the little boy on the sea side, trying to explain he ways of the universe to the broken man.

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Noah

01-13-2012, 11:56 PM

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Pripyat Soul made it clear that the answer that Noah had provided him with was not what he wanted, he was not fully happy with just calling the pack “old fashion”, he wanted more, the youth was only asking what everyone else the male had meet with since coming here wanted to know. He was not sure how much they wanted to know. They were just as what a wolf was. They lived as a pack, loved each other as family, and protected the high ranked members with their live, however within the tight knit group there was destined to be head butting and small nipping fights.

Noah lead the male south away from New Dawn also away from his own pack, granted it was moving closer to the Inferni, and Salsola lands, but the silver male wouldn’t dare go any closer to these two lands when what he had done. Sitting down the kind hearted silver male, looked over to the younger grey male. ”We are w..w..w..wolves. We have s…s..spoiled our-selves, living l..l..l..like humans. “ To Noah he had not always lived in human houses, he had once slept in a den that was just his, before that he slept tried up to a tree, knowing that if he dared to shift to his full optime size it would kill him. The rope would have cut off all air way paths and he would have died.

”Where I l..l..live before Souls. W..w…we rarely s…s…shifted. We lived in d..d..dens. We knew that y..y..your rank m..m..meant how well y…y…you ate. Primal.” They did not count on the light of the fire to warm them, they did not count on blankets and beds to keep them warm, they where animals and they made the choice to live as such. ”Old Fashion.” Noah again spoke more warmly in the two words to he made the choice to describe the newly made pack.

The silver male nodded trying not to upset the Soul male. ”Yes s..s..so you are. Well, Pripyat. I h..h..had better c..c…call you by y..y..your birth name hmm?” The half blind, half deaf male looked to the his younger twin, as he gave a nod. ”Now…boy w..w..when was t..t..the last time y..y..y..you played?” Noah stood up with a playful grow. Barking and growing as he jumped towards the grey male. Barking at him, and trying to get the boy to play with him. There was more to life then working all the time. There needed to be time to kick back relax, and then there was time that was needed to let loose and be like a pup again, playful and hyper.

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Pripyat Soul

01-17-2012, 02:21 AM

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Noah's explanation did not come as a surprise to Pripyat. The old ways. Always on four legs. Hunting as a team with only fang and speed for weaponry. Sticking the that strict hierarchy. Yet Pripyat only looked at Noah, his mind running through all the ways he lived now. Bow and arrow brought home meals and he slept enclosed by four walls. Was he spoiled? Noah too had been part of that life. Pripyat wondered then about Marie the draft horse Noah had kept while in Ichika. Had she too made the move to New Dawn? Pripyat hadn't checked, finding little personal use for Broken Arrow Ranch but now he wondered. There would be no use for Marie with the old ways, except as a meal.

Did New Dawn really live according to such traditions? Only the alphas would mate then, and Pripyat wondered if the New Dawn canines would restrain themselves from such biological urges. They would not make use of their optime forms, for they were wolves. And yet Pripyat did not believe that. Somewhere along the line they had ceased to be wolves and started to become luperci. The physiological differences were swift, but the lifestyle change that had come along with the mutating virus was much more gradual. Yet was that something to fight? Why reject such useful abilities as opposable thumbs and a taller, more primate like stance?

Yet the man did not argue the point, only watched the older man who seemed more content and at ease with such a life. The smoke scented Eika wondered how the pack would fare then if one clan or another came after them. On four legs there would be little defense against such humanized methods of warfare. Burning the territory, arrows and knives, and even extracting lethal poisons from plants. There were all means of destruction possible only because of their evolution into such strange beasts. In the face of such dangers, the four legged form was of little help. Had they thought of them when seeking refuge into the past?

Noah's mind was not so full of grim thoughts, as he posed to Pripyat what the boy found to be a very strange question. When was the last time he played? The man's mind spun, reeling back in time and space searching for an answer. Arye. He had last played with Arye, as they often did. They'd run and jump and tumble and wrestle and they became children in adult bodies. It was hard not to, when the honey eyed angel had filled him with such lightness. And now, now that all seemed silly and he looked scornfully at Noah, who hopped about strangely and made rustic canine noises. The man, towering on two feet over the unshifted elder, only shook his head sadly. "No, Noah. I have no use for games."

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