The Great Unknown

Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 02-03-2012, 11:34 PM

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Dalgina was quickly growing into a happy and content puppy. She was traveling farther, and playing more, and growing. She hadn't hit her first major growth spurt yet, though Dalgina had managed to finally stop tripping over her paws, something that would probably resume as her growing picked up again. Her tail wagged furiously as she wandered through the lands. Keldava had gone exploring in the mountains, too impatient to wait for her slower tingla today, so she was on her own.

For the first while Dalgina played with a stick that she'd found. She chewed on it, pounced on it, and decided that she would try and make a tree on her own. Dragging out the carving that Saul had given her, Dalgina proceeded to chew on the stick decisively, forming a tree. The end result wasn't a form of art by any means, large chunks forming a tip at either end with fat pieces taken out in the middle. Proudly Dalgina lifted up. She needed to show this to somebody.

Picking it up Dalgina trotted towards the mountain that Keldava had headed for. The abbey was there as well, so maybe Honrin would be there and she could show her carving to him too. Unfortunately the black pup wasn't so good at directions. Instead of finding either of her orej, Dalgina found herself facing the border, perplexion written on her face. How had this happened? She was sure she was following Keldava, though her tingla's scent was nowhere to be found.

Drakien Lusk · 02-04-2012, 03:34 PM

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Drakien had yet to return to the festival since the cougar attack. Breixo was doing better, thankfully, but the horse couldn't be ridden, and it would have to wait, anyway, as the poultice he'd made for Breixo's wounds was not nearly as good as Baba's were, and had done nothing to stop the spreading of infection--they'd merely clotted the blood and stopped his dear friend from bleeding out. So he'd gone into the higher reaches of the mountains, searching for cinnamon trees. He wasn't sure there would be any this far north, but if that were the case he'd simply return to the beach and go searching for kelp instead. Both were good for infection; he only hoped Breixo didn't gain a fever as well while he was off trying to think of all these things.

Come to think of it, perhaps looking for some fever-herbs wouldn't be such a bad idea, either.

He was skirting the edges of a pack, following his nose more than his eyes though they, too, searched the horizon and the ground before him. He'd taken his Secui form to move more quickly, with a bag slung around his neck. It had nothing in it as of yet, his clothes left back in the cave at Drifter Bay, though in his maw he carried the silver knife he'd traded Amy for. It wasn't any good for fighting, but he could use it to cut through tough stalks and shave bark off trees. He was so caught up in his search he hardly noticed as he was coming up on the dark puppy along the borders, though when he did lift his gaze, he blinked in surprise. She looked confused, the poor thing, and smelled of the pack he was skirting; most probably one of their little ones. He wondered how she'd come to be on the borders. Straining his neck a bit before he got close enough to be a threat, he nosed the bag at his throat open and dropped the knife inside, shaking himself off and coming up to her curiously.

Careful not to step over the borders, or to come close enough to be a threat--he knew well enough how protected puppies were, or should be, anyway--he gave a short bark to grab her attention, and then sat down where he was, cocking his head curiously. "You're awfully close to the borders, little one. Are you lost?"

Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 02-04-2012, 04:26 PM

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A bark grabbed the confused puppy's attention. Turning Dalgina dropped her carving. Spotting an adult Dalgina broke into a run, coming up to him. She stopped just short of the borders, suddenly having a feeling that she should stay inside them. Looking over at the big span title="wolf">tok, Dalgina grinned. He asked if she was lost, immediately bringing Dalgina's ears to droop down. She really was lost. It wasn't fair. Dalgina was bigger and older now. A whole month had passed since she'd gotten lost! Dalgina would find a way out on her own. Even if it was a little scary and she had no idea where she was.

Instead Dalgina cocked her head to the side, looking up at him curiously. Mahn patrols borders. Mahn not here. Can't be borders. Pleased with this line of logic Dalgina thumped her tail on the ground. Realizing that this was exactly what she was looking for Dalgina dashed around, picking up the chewed stick. She brought it back over to the stranger and dropped it before him. Look! I made a tree. She beamed with pride, sure that he could see the resemblance to the towering giants on the mountain.

Drakien Lusk · 02-23-2012, 06:31 PM

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The puppy immediately ran up to him, though she stopped inside the borders, and he took a couple steps back to ensure that no one came up and thought he was taking her. That was rather ruined as she assured him, or perhaps herself, that she couldn't be at the borders, because "Mahn" patrolled them, and he--or she--wasn't here. Drakien swiveled an ear and gave her a rather amused expression, thinking to himself that this "Mahn" was most likely on one of the other borders, or on their way here now. He would have to go before they got in trouble, or at least the puppy did. He said nothing to her statement, though, and merely shook his head with a bemused sort of grin.

She dashed back to where she'd been standing before for a moment, and then came back with a chewed-up stick. As she dropped it between them and told him what it was, he put a foot down somewhat closer and stretched his neck out, sniffing at the chew toy. It didn't look like a tree, actually, but of course he wasn't going to tell her that; he wasn't heartless. And anyway, he'd never had the sort of imagination that required that sort of art, so for all he knew, it was a tree. He stepped back again and nodded, his grin softening into a smile. "Yes, it is a tree, isn't it?" He agreed, and sat back, eyeing the small child curiously. He wondered if perhaps she could help him find another tree, but he doubted she knew the difference between them all just yet. He said instead, "You're very good at that!"

Dalgina Wolfe-Denahlii · 02-23-2012, 07:56 PM

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To say that Dalgina was fearless would be a mistake. There were plenty of things that scared the small pup, like bad guys and getting lost and martens, cause they were mean. It was more that she was so innocent she couldn't recognize when would be a good time to exercise caution. Instead all she saw was a friend. He seemed rather amused about something, but Dalgina wasn't sure what it was. She hadn't heard anyone tell a joke.

The big wolf made quite the show of examining her tree properly. She beamed with pride as he moved closer, studying it and making sure to take deep whiffs to prove that it was what she said it was, instead of something else pretending to be a tree. He sat down a short distance, agreeing that it was a tree that she'd made. His words at being good at making it had Dalgina's tail thumping excitedly. She was good at it! I make you one! She dashed off a short distance to find another stick. Finding one that satisfied whatever requirements she had Dalgina sat down and began to gnaw on it, trying to splinter the wood and form a tree shape in the stick. It was hard, but she wanted it as a special gift for her new friend.

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