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The arctic wolf had never been to a festival, and if it wasn't for Shiloh she wouldn't have even known what the Winter Festival was. After some explanation Kiara finally managed to wrap her head around the concept. A Winter Festival was place to go and have fun, a place to trade items, and a place to enjoy the company of others. In fact, this festival sounded like a lot of fun and waited impatiently for it to open. Kiara was eager to see it, but she was also a little anxious. She might run into Amy or even Romeo. After her last meeting with the mental male, she had vowed never to be scared again. But that didn't stop her from being angry, or at least nervous. Her nervousness was the reason for her delay.
Kiara arrived at the festival around midmorning. The sight before her was even more amazing then she had imagined. The first sight to greet her eyes was a large tent to her right and a corral that was holding several horses to her left. Kiara sat, staring wide-eyed at the festival grounds and looked eagerly between the mass of tents and the horses. She wasn't entirely sure where to go first. There were a few horses at Ichika, but she wasn't allowed near them because they were too skittish and might attach her. Kiara was interested in seeing one up close, and even more interested at finding out what one tasted like. Although, the snow wolf was sure that she would never get the chance, because for one reason or another the luperci liked to ride the four-legged beasts.
Her decision was made after the scent of food wafted towards her. Kiara eagerly weaved in and out of the tents, her nose in the air and her tail wagging with delight. Every now and then Kiara would stop to look at the wares in the tents. Everything looked surprisingly human. One of the tents held Kiara's attention for a relatively long time. She walked in and wandered around, looking at the assorted jewelry and admired how the metal shined in the light. There was a gloomy looking canine that would occasionally come over to her, but he never spoke to her directly. Kiara peered up at the luperci, her head cocking to the side as she wondered what he might want. But, they never spoke and soon Kiara's mind drifted back to her origional goal, food.
A couple tents down the row was Kiara's ultimate goal. From there the beautiful scent of food drifted through the festival and enticed the arctic wolf to draw closer. Never one to pass up a meal, Kiara was more than happy to follow. Within the confines of the tent were beautiful pelts and large sheets of leather. What really drew the snow wolf's attention was the dried and salted meat. She eagerly trotted over to the stacks and licked her chops. It smelled really good. Before she could get too close, a young luperci male approached her asking if she needed assistance. Kiara explained she wanted some meat, but when he asked what she could give in return Kiara asked, "I have to give you something?" As an unchanged wolf, the idea of trading was not something she was familiar with and didn't know that the in order for her to have obtained the meat she would have to pay. The young male angrily barked at her, called her a "pesky wolf" and forced her out of the tent, leaving the confused wolf to stand outside. Kiara sat down and her ears drooped, what had she done wrong?
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Terra moved through the festival happily. Lots of males eagerly bent to her will, attracted by her scent. Sweet words and a look was all she gave in payment. Not all the items she now wore were gifts from admirers though. Her light fingers had done a lot of work too. Wearing some golden bracelets and a dark green dress Terra moved through the crowds. The dress had started out at a longer length, but after wearing it for just a couple minutes Terra had torn off the bottom part so she could move more easily in it's tight form.
A meat place was opened, selling stuff. Terra watched as a wolf came in unchanged, asking for meat. She was chased out as she asked about trading though. Silently Terra pocketed some meat before slipping out after her. Crouching on the ground Terra smiled. Here. She dropped the roasted meat on the ground before taking the rib piece she'd selected for herself. Eagerly she gnawed on it. Her outfit might disguise her feral nature, but underneath it she was still wild, stuffing herself where she could and running in lupus. It was simply her mood that got her to dress so.
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The silver male was still out and about, he had been taking his thing along with him trying to make and set up trades, he would take a pretty bead in exchange for him chopping logs for the fire. The male had no issues with labor and burning up in return of neat looking objects, or for a meal while he was there. He needed this hard work. He was an Omega and loved doing the work of it, trying to cheer up others around him, however the work made the older male smile, it made him feel good about being down there and working so hard when really he should be at the pack talking to the members and checking with the leaders, keeping the stress levels down, that what he should be doing.
Should is a word the male was starting to hate, he should have a life with a mate, and he should be a better wolf, hell he should have been what his mother and father where. Strong willed adults that were able to lead a pack. Noah was more suites for the life of the omega, he would rather play and have a good time, then stress and worry about the small details if there was a pack that wanted to wage a war against them for reasons that he could not control. Though he know that the pack needed a member that was young at heart, and he hoped that one day he could find someone he could work with and train to work with him on the growing pack. Some one that to could share the honors and joys of the rank, though he would make sure if it was younger being or a female that he would step back and make sure that the belly of the other was full first.
Smelling the white wolf that Noah had feelings for, hidden feelings the silver Sawtooth’s tail started to wag. He would do anything for her, the feelings he had for this lady, he felt awful however now that he no longer had Rendall in his life, he felt like he was able to freely feel the feelings that he had for her.
Seeing the white lady being kicked out the two legged monster rushed to the tent snarling. Storming up to the random wolf, he grabbed the wolf by his scruff and shook him angrily. ”Ever took a k..k..kind thank you?” The male snarled, as he latterly tossed the wolf aside, as he walked over to the meat bench grabbed a few nice looking slab of meats and then walked over to the lady as he wrapped his stub around her, softly picking her up as he offered the meat to her. ”You o..o..okay?” He spoke tenderly to the white formal pack member.
Granted the other female had helped her silver male wanted to push that extra effort into making sure that both ladies where taken care of. Unknowing the brown lady had taken some of the meat already.
Standing up as he turned around seeing the wolf scowling at him, the silver male dug back into his bag, pushing his hand around in the bag, his fingers found the old golden coin. ”Here! Even!” He raised a brow at him, daring him to challenge what the silver New Dawn pack member had laid down upon the counter.
The male looked down to the other she wolf as he dipped his head. ”Noah…Noah Sawtooth.” He spoke softly, he did not want the other lady to think that he was all anger all the time, he cared deeply about his friends and family. Noah just did not put up with someone hurting those he loved.
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Trade was a complicated subject, one that required a deep understanding of value and human artifacts, everything Kiara could not understand. She didn't know the meat had to be paid for, although she knew to at least ask for it. As for the reasons why she had been kicked out of the tent, Kiara would never understand. She just sat while her brain swirled in circles as she tried to figure out where she went wrong.
Suddenly, a coywolf was addressing her and dropped a slice of roasted meat on the ground. Kiara's mood immediately brightened, her sapphire eyes glittering as her tail thumped happily against the ground. "Thanks!" The roasted meat smelled delicious, and Kiara knew from past experience that it was just that, delicious. Shiloh used to roast the meat she brought back and would occasionally make it into a hot watery dish that the grey woman had labeled as soup. Cooking meat was perhaps the only thing Kiara understood about luperci. Cooked meat tasted wonderful and had a completely different flavor from raw meat. But just as the snow wolf was about to enjoy her piece, the festival was interrupted by Noah's angry shouts.
The arctic wolf was both happy and confused at the same time. Happy to receive the meat, happy to see Noah, and confused on why Noah was shouting at the luperci who had kicked her out. Never had she seen the grey male so angry, although she had gotten a taste of his anger when they first met. Kiara quickly scooped up her piece on the ground, and using her paw as leverage and as an anchor, she managed to rip the piece in two. In only a few seconds, both halves were gone and Kiara gratefully licked her chops. That was the other good thing about cooked meat, it wasn't messy.
"Noah!" Kiara exclaimed happily as the shawtooth male came towards her. The snow wolf had really taken a shine to Noah and she loved him so much. He was Kiara's former pack mate and therefore her brother, and he had been so supportive of her when she had been injured. "I'm fine really. Although, I don't understand why he was so mad? I don't get luperci, I just don't." Kiara rubbed her head against Noah and licked his muzzle affectionately. She wasn't really bothered by his stump of a paw as it was wrapped around her. Once again, meet was brought her way and Kiara wouldn't refuse. She grabbed it from Noah and let her tail thump happily against the ground again. Kiara turned her head towards the multicolored coywolf and showed her a goofy smile as the meat hung from the snow wolf's jaws. Once again, Kiara tore the slab in half before easily devouring both pieces. She was so busy with the meat that she didn't notice Noah handing the trader a gold coin.
With the meat gone and her stomach heavy with food she turned her attention to the stranger. "Thanks a lot, I'm Kiara Amarok. What's your name?"
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The thief's eyes widened as yelling commenced behind them. Convinced she'd been caught Terra shifted into her lupine form, ready to flee as fast as she could. The dress was shaken off, along with the bracelets, the girl prepared to flee. The angry male came out shortly afterwards, Terra's lips pulled back in warning as she backed up. That did not seem good at all. Strangely though, the male passed some more food to the white wolf Terra had fed, who eagerly gulped it down. She watched him warily as he introduced himself, still prepared to run if she had to. He was another one with two names. Maybe Terra should pick one up for herself. She'd have to ask where they got them from.
Relaxing slightly as the silver male showed no signs of hurting her Terra watched jealously as the meat was gulped down and she was thanked. Terra wished she'd grabbed more food than just that rib, but sneaking out stuff like that was fairly difficult. Mainly it involved being able to outrun the owner, but that hadn't been an option this time. Her tail wagged once before stopping. Fleta. Nice to meet you. Terra glanced at the male, still not sure if she was pleased at meeting him or not.
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The silver male threw out many of high pitched whines, so happy to be near the white lass, she was so pretty, and every time the male was around her she always greeted him in a fashion that made him feel super special and so important to her. She made him feel like at that point he was the only person that matter. To him that made every flare of temper every single time that he stood up for her rights no matter how big or how small so worth it. He would do it to the day that he died with the way that she always acted around him and towards him, and by the gods did he have the hugest crush on her. That was something he would not tell her before now.
He chuckled at her statement, it wasn’t a way of luperci that she was confused about, maybe she did not get that not every stranger would be as welcoming as what she may be use to. The silver male who was missing an ear just shook his head chuckling at her. ”Way of t..t..t…the land. G…g…g…give and take. He gives y..y..y..you meat. He takes y..y..y..your goods. Like a pack. P…p..pack is a family. You give t..t..the pack your l..l..loyalties. “ The male was trying to get the snowy Amarok female to understand that there was never ever something given away for nothing. Everything in life was given away in a trade. He knew that lady was naïve about the ”N…n…n othing for free.” He looked to the hybrid wolf coyote female to see if she was understanding what she was saying. He knew with his stuttering that he was very hard to understand.
He was glad that she was not bothered by his stump of a arm, granted it was not as bad as how he felt about it, missing forum below his elbow down he still had a lot of use of his arm, however he still hated having it and really he felt like it was a shameful thing to have, all he did was try to save a pack member’s life. That was it, he was aware that if was her head or his arm, really the price was small in price in order to save the pack member Tala.
Watching the smaller lady looking at the meat, oh how she wanted more. It shimmered in her eyes and Noah was not the type to not make sure that everyone is happy. Round two a..a…anyone?” The silver Sawtooth monster did not wait for another word to be said, he walked over to the vender looking at the meats picking up another two hunks of meat. The trade was given. Meat for a polished opal stone. It was worth it to have others around him. He did not really need the pretty stones that shimmered and shined. They were different and that was the really the whole reason he wanted it.
Laying the meat down in front of female that had given her name to the two others. The silver male wanted to make sure that the two younger females where able to have a full stomach, watching the two lady’s eat the male felt that omega ripping effect in his stomach that was known as hunger. The male was strong, he knew it was only right to hold out, and if there was anything left the male would have some. Surely if there was none left he could find a way to work for the meal that he wanted.
”Pleasure all mine.” The male dipped his maw to the younger she coyote wolf mixture. He knew not that she was still trying to figure him out. If he had known she even slightly feared him, he would have been hurt. The male felt like he lived in the shadow of the last name that his father had tainted, a name that he was working on so hard to bring back into the light of goodness.
The silver male would never taint the name as horrid as his father would, however it did not mean that he would ever be able to cure the Sawtooth name of the sin that it had committed It had seemed like there was becoming more and more beings around the lands that had not heard of the horrid and sick things that his father had done to the females and males that he wanted. No was not a word that the late Lucifer Sawtooth had knowen.
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Even though she had seen the transformation process several times, it never seemed to be enough to sate her curiosity. Kiara watched wide-eyed and curious as the coywolf shifted into her lupine form. Unlike Noah's transformation, it was a smooth process. The female luperci's bones shifted and changed as her body practically melted into the smaller four legged form. Where did the rest of her body go? It was a question the arctic wolf often asked herself but never dared to say aloud. It was always amazing to see the body of the luperci grow and shrink in a way that Kiara at one point in time could never have imagined. Once the transformation was complete the coywolf needed to shake her dress off, an action that made Kiara laugh. It was kind of funny to see a four legged canine try to wiggle out of a dress.
She was really happy to see Noah, and his happy whines were mimicked by her own and were enhanced by a barrage of licks. Kiara listened closely as Noah explained to her why the meat had to be paid for, and really what payment was. The way he explained it made sense, to give and to take like you do in a pack. In a pack you give your work, your loyalty, and your experience; and in return you get food, protection, and shelter. Why the luperci paid with objects was still beyond Kiara, but at least she knew why she was kicked out. She didn't have any shiny things to give. "Oh, I get it. I wish I had known that earlier, then I wouldn't have been yelled at."
Kiara thought of Shiloh, how if the grey woman had been around then she wouldn't have gotten into such a mess. But Shiloh and Sarian left, they went somewhere far away and Kiara wished they would return. Shortly after Shiloh had left, Kiara moved out of the house. As much as the snow wolf liked Aleo, the only reason why she had lived with him was because of Shiloh. Without Shiloh, the snow wolf didn't see a reason to stay in a human dwelling. She felt more comfortable outdoors and it showed in her coat. Her belly and paws were a little dirty, proof that she had been sleeping on the ground as opposed to in a house. Kiara still regularly washed herself in the snow, but without water it wasn't enough to get all of the dirt our of her snowy coat.
Fleta, it was a beautiful name and matched the beautiful coywolf. "Nice to meet you!" This time the arctic wolf watched as Noah exchanged a shiny stone for two hunks of meat. It was a curious thing, although Kiara did agree that the stone was pretty she personally would not have given any meat for such a thing. As the meat was handed her way she eagerly grabbed at it. She had eaten enough to state her appetite earlier and the extra meat wasn't really necessary. Kiara was about to take a good bite out of the meat when the sound of Noah's growling stomach reached her ears. They perked forward and she stared at Noah, wondering why he hadn't grabbed anything for himself. She didn't know Noah was an omega, and the silver male's earlier actions were not anything like an omega would have acted in her mind. "You can have mine if you want. I already ate a lot thanks to you and Felta."
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Offering food was a quick way to Terra's heart. Her tail wagged as he returned with more, quickly wolfing down the offered piece. There was some flavoring on it, but she ate it so quickly she didn't identify it at all. She heard the male's stomach grumbled, and a grin spread on her face. Hungry omega? Terra had noticed his submissive holding, the way that he kept himself below both of them. That wasn't the actions of a pack wolf unless they were on the bottom rung. His anger had been frightening, but Terra was sure a simple posture of dominance would keep him from tearing her apart, reminding him of his place.
Terra leaned forward slightly, getting a deeper sniff of him. It was hard to do so at the festival, tons of other scents distracting her. She recognized the white wolf as someone from Eclipse's pack, very much dedicated to peace and all that, but this scent was new. Terra screwed up her face as she finally recognized it. Her hackles raised, teeth bared. What are you doing wandering around? Won't your alphess get mad? Thought you were supposed to remain on four legs. The cold greeting she'd received at the borders did not give her a high opinion of the new pack, even less so because she'd been looking for a friend she was worried about at the time, and found that another one had turned her back on her.
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The silver male was loyal to his pack first and more, and then to his family then to his friends. The male would never hurt anyone of them unless they had pushed him into doing something so harsh. He would stand up and defend them to the end, even if it meant taking a few harsh movements or gestures to make sure that those he had promised his unspoken protection to. He would kill if anyone had tried to lay a hair upon any of his wonderful group of friends, family and or pack members.
Looking to the soft tan colored female, he sighed softly he was not sure why she had made the choice to great him and talk to him so harshly. Her teeth where raised, and her fur was standing upon her skin. The male tossed his head up towards the sky, as he took a step back, his tail would not curl under, nor did it flag. He was not going to show any dominance over the hybrid lady. The silver Sawtooth Omega knew that if his mother was here she would have raised her fangs to the female within the first few seconds of laying her duo colored eyes upon her. Something about coyote wolf mixture of the blood into one body made him mother’s already shortened temper flair. ”What?!” He wasn’t one to hide behind someone, he had never been that type, however she was just from one mood to the other like nothing had happened. She was fine sniffing Kiara, and then two seconds letter snarling and ready to pick a fight with him.
He puffed out his chest, looking down at her, as quickly as the male had been happy and whining with Kiara he looked down at the hybrid female coldly. Not hiding the chill from his eyes. He shifted so that if there was a fight the male and the coyote and wolf female would not tumble into the pure white female. He spoke gruffly and coldly, as so long as she was mean and nasty to him, he would have no other choice then to return it to her. This was not his favorite thing to do, but she placed him in a spot where he didn’t have a choice. ”M..M..my job is d..d..done. I am Omega, I am a..a…also my own being. Things can be d…d..done on two as w…w..well as four. My job is keeping t…t..the members happy, that in m…m..mind. Y…y…Your welcome f…f…for dinner. I m…m…might be an O…omega, but I know t…t…that I could h….have taken the f….f…food and eaten in f…f..front of you. I feel l…like a lady s…s..should eat b…b..before me. Omega m…m..might not be my dreams, b..b…but my job is to keep my lady a…a…and lord happy.” It was true he was not thrilled with having the lowest rank with in the pack, however if that is where he was needed, he would take it, and if they thought he was best there, again he would take it. The Sawtooth would not fight.
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Noah, an omega? The idea was almost preposterous. Noah had always been a laid back kind of guy, but Kiara had never pinned him as an omega. Omegas were skittish, submissive, and high-spirited. Omegas loved to laugh and play, but would always submit to other pack members and do as they were told. Although Kiara knew Noah was high-spirited, she had never really seen him submit to her. Out of the two, Kiara would have pegged herself to be more of an omega than Noah.
To Kiara’s great surprise, Noah affirmed Fleta’s statement and then stood up to Fleta, something that was not Omega like at all. Although, the way Noah described the Omega rank was something Kiara could understand well. As the silver male spoke Kiara nodded her head, showing she understood and agreed. She had come from a very traditional pack, and the ideas of rank were set in stone. However, that did not mean an Omega would submit to outsiders…was Kiara an outsider? Even though the idea of Noah submitting to her was preposterous, the snow wolf couldn’t help but wonder if he thought of her as an outsider because he hadn’t submitted to her.
Kiara stared at Noah, her sapphire eyes riddled with confusion. Should she be happy or sad that he hadn’t submitted to her? This time Kiara shook her head to clear away her thoughts, this was a festival and such serious things should not be allowed. ”C’mon Noah, Fleta. Lets not fight.” As she spoke, the snow wolf positioned herself between the two canines. She didn’t want her new friend and her old friend to be mad at each other. Kiara’s tail wagged slowly, her head swiveling to and fro as she looked between Fleta and Noah with a sheepish grin.
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Terra was slightly chastised as Noah pointed out that he'd fed her. She'd happily accepted that. She was just sore from the betrayal that she'd experienced. With it shoved in her face in such a way Terra couldn't help feeling upset, wanting to push everything away that had to do with that. Her ears drooped slightly, though she held her stance as Kiara stepped between them. Turning her head Terra examined the crowds, her soul crying in pain. She didn't like the hurt that the pack had given her. Terra was still rather young, even if she was a trickster, and betrayal in such a way was something Terra didn't know how to handle.
Turning back she nodded her head. Fine. I'll let the omega do as he wishes. Terra lifted her head, trying to keep the hurt from being seen. While Terra was an excellent liar though, her emotions always shone through. The pain was clear in the way she held herself, though she was quick to look around for something else to do.
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The male had no clue what had set her off, though if it was because of his rank or if it was because of the pack that he now called home. The silver male was not going to deal with someone just snapping at him. The male thought he had a heart that was the right size for an omega. He would give this female anything till she snapped at him. Now she was lucky if he would have offered her a meal again, not till she got off her the stool that she was on. The male glared at the hybrid female, he was waiting on her to make the next move. His stomach was still growing and churning ready for a meal. Though right now he wanted to press his point that being an Omega is a job that was not to be taken lightly, just like the job of the leader.
”I wish? Fine!” The male snorted looking at the tan female, his eyes looked back down to the white wolf. His heart was racing, Omegas needed to find love too right? The silver male knew that she would probably turn him away and turn him down after finding out what rank he was. ”Kiara….can I…..” He stopped trying to figure out how to ask her this.”Will you..” Again he stopped he looked down at her and then away from her. There was the Omega coming out in him, she did not want to have a date with an Omega. She would never have that around her. ”You think that….in a f…f..few days…I could come….and t..t..take you o..on a date? Just you and m..m..m…me?” The silver male would leave the cat back in the pack lands, he had made her a small make shift den that was on the outside of the pack den, just as the black leader had told him.
It was his way of making the black male happy with him to where he would not be getting any more tongue lashings. He just wanted the pack to be happy, and if that meant he would be taking the lowest rank with in the pack he would.
Watching the female lift her head, the male was half blind, half deaf. Though hurt and disappointment he was not new at, or blind to. Heck he faced that every day in his life. ”He….” He spoke more of a softer tone; he raised a brow looking at the younger female. ”This Omega is m..m..more than a h…he. I have a n..n..name. “ He narrowed his eyes down upon the female then sighed shaking his head. Why did everyone think it was okay to judge a whole pack, a whole breed, or even a whole group of beings? It bothered the silver male, his mother hated all of the coyote wolf hybrids, for no reason other than a bad run in with the one being, just one had changed this whole manner and how she thought of the one group.
He shook his head again, ”What.. What is w..w..wrong with New Dawner’s? The silver male looked at her, and then to Kiara, she did not want any fighting so the male would try just for her in order to make her happy. ”Don’t let o…o..one bad apple ruin the b..bunch.” The male offered a sage old wisdom. Don’t h..h..hate off of one or t..t..two being. My m..mom hates all hybrids. I don’t. T..t..they are no better, or w..w..worst then me. If I h..h..hated off of j…j..just the one reason. I wouldn’t b..be talking to you.
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The mood was almost fiery as the two carnivores collided mentally. On one side was a small coywolf, her brain and attitude bigger than her body. One the other, was a large wolf, his scarred body and low status no deterrent for his substantial pride. It was clear that neither Fleta, nor Noah would ever get along, and poor Kiara was in between the two powerhouses. Kiara's ears flattened against her head, and her body slowly shrank to the ground. She didn't like they way they fought, and the idea of being in between them was worse that being around Amy. Kiara was about ready to run for the hills when Felta spoke. Her words were rough, but her body posture said something completely different. She was...sad? Kiara approached the sad canine, her nose softly prodding the other's cheek. "Don't be sad." Fleta had won Kiara's heart, even if she didn't realize Fleta's was not the coywolf's real name.
The snow wolf immediately turned her attention to Noah when he called her name. His voice was softer than before, and his tone was a little nervous. Kiara cocked her head to the side, her eyes questioning and her ears alert. Noah had to stop and start his sentence several times, but eventually get his question across. A date? What was a date again? Kiara sat down, and tried her best to remember where she heard that word before. Oh, right! Shiloh and Alonso often went on dates together when they first met. They would spend hours together and sometimes even sleep somewhere away from Kiara and Shiloh. Shiloh had never really explained what a date was, but she always seemed to be happy after she returned from one. Kiara nodded her head, her tail thumping hard against the ground. It might be a good idea. "Ah, okay. We can go on a date together." To anyone who knew the arctic wolf well, it was clear she didn't really understand what she was agreeing too.
Kiara's happy mood quickly disappeared again when Noah started fighting with Fleta again. She just sat down in the street, utterly defeated. Kiara was no omega, she didn't have the patience to try and break up the fight again.
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Terra accepted Kiara's nuzzle, but her spirits didn't lift. She'd drifted off to elsewhere in her mind, still seeing the cold look in the eyes of the wolf that used to be her friend, warning her away from the borders, telling her to leave. She hadn't understood then, and she didn't understand now. They had been friends, but it had been so simple for her to turn on her, working to please the alphess. If doing such a thing was part of New Dawn she wanted nothing to do with it.
The male spoke again, but Terra didn't turn to face him, simply sitting on the ground. I had a friend, until she left for your pack. Your alphess took a disliking to me, so she drove me away. We were friends. The worry that had driven her there in the first place was still unsettled as well, still not knowing if Shandom was alright or not. Yes, the winter had been relatively easy, but but she still worried.
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The silver monster watched the two female interact with each other, he was an Omega however in the pack he was not one here and now. Now he was just a living breathing being just like everyone else that was able to walk, talk and breathe. The silver male was a member of the newest pack however he was also a bring that had a mind of his own and worked just that way. He was sure it would back fire on him sooner than the hopefully later.
His eyes whipped around looking at the she agreed to go out with him on a date, even after being called out as the pack Omega. Which was the lowest of lows that the male could have in the pack, and he knew if he was able to make it though the slimming times of winter and spring, that he could stand the test of time and he would be able to say that he had once again lived though some of the hardest of times again…it was character building as they say…who ever thought of that was stupid. If it did not kill him it would make him stronger. He knew if he could make it just a few more weeks, which it would be closer to spring and by spring he wanted to be with a mate…he wanted to be sharing his life with someone once again. He could just hope it was not with some one that was going to up and leave him once again like the other two had done. His tail whipped around him madly, he would do everything in his power to make sure that she had some of the best times that two adults could have. ”R..really?! Oh thank you!” His voice yipped in happiness. Yes..he was going to try his best to make her happy with her choice of going out on a date alone with him.
Listing to the female’s story, the silver male gave a nod. The monster was not there went it happened, so there was no defending her actions, nor defending the cream Queen of the lands. There just was no easy way for him to say he was sorry for the actions of the pack lands. ”They are strick….y..y..you must have so m..much wolf blood in you t..t..to join. Your friend. It’s name?” The silver male asked, he would do his best that he could do to set up a meeting between the two of them, he of all members seemed to have a hard time understanding that the life that you left to join the pack was done for. Noah still had friends and family that lived outside of the pack lands…and he still went and sunk off and went to see them. Maybe that was another reason why he had earned such a low rank with in the pack. ”I will t…t..talk to them…so that you t..t..two can m..meet up?” The male offer up making a trade offer that maybe he could get something out of the deal.
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For reasons Kiara couldn't understand Noah seemed really happy with her response. She was just going on a date with him, not like she really knew what a date was. At least Noah was happy that's all that really mattered. Kiara really like Noah, and was glad to see his tail whip around like a puppy as he yipped out his thanks. The young wolf smiled and she too wagged her tail.
New Dawn was just as it's name described it, new. Kiara didn't know a lot about her neighboring pack, only that it's member were more tuned into their instincts than most and that Noah was part of the pack. An Omega in fact. A low rank, but Omega's played a very important role. Yet the arctic wolf was fairly shocked to hear that the new pack would behave in such a way. Kiara didn't know that the coywolf was a trickster, she only saw Fleta as a friend. To find out that the new pack would try and drive away such a nice wolf was a little disturbing. Kiara looked nervously at Noah and wondered if his pack would try to drive her away too.
Perhaps the only saving grace about the situation was that Noah offered to try and remedy Fleta's situation. That was the Noah she knew and loved. The silver male was wonderful like that, his big and caring heart a rarity among wolves. Kiara just sat and smiled, it looked like the fighting was finally over.
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Terra listened, a look of disgust growing on her face. It was just another pack like Inferni, only with wolves instead of coyote hybrids. The offer was nice, and Noah did seem to be gentle, so she accepted his apology, nuzzling him softly. Don't worry about it. He's probably not in the pack. Your alphess didn't seem to know of him. What a shame, that so much was placed on bloodlines. True, Terra herself was rather proud, knowing that she came from a long line of tricksters. That was the source of her pride though, the tricks and games that they played. If she met a wolf that was as much a trickster as the coyotes she had known Terra would accept that coyotes weren't the only ones with that skill set. She wasn't prejudiced, loving all kinds of canines, simply believing that coyotes with their smaller sizes needed to rely on tricks more, giving them the advantage in those games.
She turned to Kiara, tail wagging. Is this your first day here? I saw something really fun we could do. Terra wasn't sure if Kiara would want to remain on four legs or not, but it was something they could do either way. A fishing game, with small troughs of fish. Terra had terrorized them until the merchants chased her away, telling her that she had to give them more or go away. Knowing that there were plenty other games to do Terra had left, and with friends now was perfectly happy to come up with something new.
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The male had always prided him-self in remaining loyal to a pack, and to its members. He had lifted a pack where he had been a long standing member within the pack lands for the one he was in now. Even if it meant taking a pack member on a walk away from the pack just to see an old friend, he would willingly take the wrath of the leader if he could assure that one of his pack members was able to see a friend.
The male nodded with an understanding, the male did not know of any one already leaving the pack already, though if one had there would be a reason. Then the hybrid female spoke about fun, the male looked over to the white female, he was very unsure about the fun that she spoke of, but what just came with the hot headed temper she had shown him. ”We would n..n..need to be in l..lupus, for this f..fun.” The male looked down at his feet ”I feel m..more comfortable that w..w..way.” He spoke softly, the looking back to the hybrid female. Who called her-self Fleta, it was the silver male’s way of covering up for the fact that Kiara could not shift. Image courtesy of SantiMB .@Flickr; Table by the Mentors! <style>
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Finally, the argument had finished and the heavy air between the wolf and coywolf slowly dissipated. Kiara didn't know about New Dawn's 'no coyote' rule, although if she had she might have taken Fleta's side of the argument. Kiara had been infected with Ichika's all acceptance policy, although it's not like she really differentiated before she had joined Ichika no Ho-en. Kiara had held a mild distaste for coyotes, but only when they tried to scavenge off her carcasses without her permission. The only creatures the white wolf truly disliked were birds, and Kiara doubted Razekiel really cared if she hated them or not.
Like an puppy, Kiara was always up for games and fun. Kiara ran over to Felta and jumped up, trying to rest her front paws of Fleta's back. Her tail wagged a mile a minute, and her tongue hung out of her gaping smile."I'm up for some fun. Anything special you had in mind?" It was Kiara first day at the festival, and her first time at one. So far, it hadn't been as fun as Shiloh had described, but the arctic wolf was enthusiastic about Fleta's promise of fun. The un-infected wolf spotted Noah's gaze, and could see the deep thought in his eyes. The snow wolf cocked her head, why was he looking at her like that?
The fact that Kiara was unable to shift wasn't really a secret, at least it wasn't meant to be. Although the arctic wolf never really talked about her situation, it was just because the topic never really came up. If anyone had asked, Kiara would have proudly told them about her inability to shift. However, at that point in time, the only ones who knew about her inability to shift were her pack, Vesper, Alonso, and Noah. Not like she really cared about who did and didn't know.
The silver male's instance on being in lupus form was strange. Kiara didn't often see Noah in his lupus form and he never really looked comfortable in it. Not to mention he was in optime form at the moment, which meant he would have to take the time to shift, a process that always seemed so painful when Noah shifted. "Are you sure Noah?" She asked, not realizing Noah was trying to cover up for her.
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Terra wagged her tail happily at Kiara's assessment. There's this place where they have fish in these wooden slates. You can chase them around. It's fun. At least Terra thought it was pretty fun. She never caught anything, but snapped at them fairly happily. Her understanding of fun was pretty preliminary, and usually involved something she could do in all her forms, only really shifting when there was someone in a different form than her. That meant plenty of changing for her, since she was usually in lupine form, and changed to secui for the snow and optime whenever she was chatting with a luperci. She did do games where it didn't matter what form though.
Noah's response was rather strange. Terra looked at him, confused. He was clearly in optime form, and seemed as comfortable as any luperci she'd seen. She wasn't too sure that she should say anything though. Kiara stuck up though, and Terra decided to throw in her two bits too. You don't have to shift for me and Kiara. We're fine with you the way you are. She looked over at Kiara, confirming the shared opinion. There was no need for him to shift. If there was a secret about his optime form, Terra would prefer that he stayed like that so she could see it too.
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