Sail

Skye Collins · 01-28-2012, 10:35 AM

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predated to January 21st - okay, guys! This is where we sail the ship! Big Grin

we will roleplay pushing off the boat and getting it to sail out to sea; after this is achieved, this thread will be locked, and then, I'll put up a poll on where it should go, and we'll create a new thread in that area to complete the plot. it will last no longer than two days. some threads had been OOCly assumed due to lack of members - if you all still want to participate in the sail thread, it will be up shortly! post away!

They had finally done it.

Before her on the sandy beach was the boat that she had dreamed of not too long ago - it was not perfect, and did not look as beautiful or professional as the boats in the human stories and the books that they had studied, but it was theirs and, as she had Hotaru had tested not too long ago, it worked. It had taken a while to fix the flaws in this boat, to make sure that it would be safe - plug the holes by tying them over and over with ropes and vines, using clay and hardening it to seal and secure the wood, nails, hammers, everything they could find and use, they did. It did not look as beautiful as the boats in the pictures that she had studied, no, but it was theirs. They had all the time in the world to make it as beautiful as they liked, with paint, drawings, coal... like they had always done, Cercatori d'Arte. Her thoughts went to the Border Tree and she smiled.

She stared at the boat that they had created and smiled once more; her mind saw so many possibilities and opportunities with the ship that she almost couldn't comprehend it. The lands beyond the bay that they saw were now all available to her, all open to her - and that was because of the pack's work, their hard work - the work they had done together. The incident seemed so long ago now, so long ago, now shadowed by the festival, activities, and now this glorious boat which would lead their way to new ideas, new trades, new opportunities. Perhaps even new members; the number of d'Artisans had shrank quite low, and Skye, although she loved the current members like her own family, couldn't help but worry for her small pack.

But worrying wasn't for now; now, she was marveling at the creation they had built together. Not all of the members had worked on all of the parts, but little by little, each and every one of them had worked on some part to create the whole that was now before her. Now was time to see all that had worked on it to view their creation, to marvel at how it was - it wasn't the most beautiful, but it worked, it was theirs, and that was all that mattered at that moment on the beach.

No longer wishing to wait for her pack to see their creation, she tilted her head up and howled for those who had created it, and even those who simply wished to see it. Today, she had decided, would be the day that she would sail across the sea with her packmates - today would be the day that they explored new lands and today would be the day when the fruit of their labors would finally pay off.

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Bangle Guffawri · 01-28-2012, 11:59 PM

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WC: 390. This table is coming back because it's seaworthy. Bam! Big Grin .

He found himself somewhat exhausted after the first day of traveling to the winter festival, but Bangle enjoyed it nonetheless. The male had come away that day with something of value - as was intended - but had learned piercing lessons from a wolf. Admittedly, the coywolf had not yet had time to practice on anyone or anything, but it seemed almost as easy as using an awl to bore holes in leather or fur. Though the multicolored male was eager, he knew he would have to practice on fresh kills and the like before he could make it a service to others.

Bangle woke up that morning to prepare to head to the festival, carrying with him his own provisions and large staff. As he stepped outside of Thornbury, however, he headed closer to the shores with a goal to collect other baubles and things he might pawn off. He was never lack for things to sell - the male was confident enough in his own abilities to trade - but something compelled him to bring just a bit extra and prepare a pitch for it along the way south. Bangle prodded bare bushes with his staff as he walked along the cold earth, until he heard the long, drawn out call of the fiery-headed female. The coywolf male came bounding on his own two feet just as the call descended in the salty air, abandoning his tasks of collecting strange treasures.

When his toes felt sand beneath them, he saw why Skye had called. They had done it - the pack, as a whole, had come together once again to build a marvelous creation. It took much effort on everyone's part, and now it was ready to be taken out to sea for its first adventure, taking its creators with it. Approaching his mate with a chorus of clinks and clacks, he paused just next to her and marveled at Cercatori's creation with pride. "Would yeh jus' look at 'er! Standing there, marvelous.. ready fer the sea!" He paused, letting the scents of the beach waft through his nostrils, a grin stretching across his face. "Oh, n' I suppose th' ship is ready to sail, too." Bangle gave the Capitana an affectionate kiss on the cheek, orange-yellow eyes never leaving the wooden piece of art standing before them.

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