bro time

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 03-22-2012, 12:46 AM

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hope this is okay? dated for...march 23 midday? / +3!

Octavius was getting antsy once again. Being down in the dark, cramped spaces below ground was really not his thing anymore. Sure it was okay when he was a tiny pup…but now that he’d grown to be a rather large adolescent, it was getting annoying. He needed to get out, go to the surface and do something. Even if it was just to run around in circles, it would still be sunshine and fresh air, something he couldn’t get below ground.

Standing from his seated position in the common area, he trotted in lupus form towards the closest entrance, the one near his mother’s den. After making his way out of the darkness, the boy stretched and yawned widely, shaking his shaggy white fur out. The sunlight hit his body and he groaned softly, soaking up all of the warmth it had to offer. Summer was coming fast, snow was melting and the cold nights were getting shorter and less cold. Octavius could not wait until there was no longer any snow at all on the ground.

The young one’s stomach made an unpleasant noise, making itself and its hungry status known to anyone within hearing distance. Huffing, he trotted for a little while, pushing his way into the woods before tossing his head back and letting out a short call. Hopefully a family member would show up instead of someone unrelated. He didn’t feel like introducing himself to someone unknown at the moment.

Standing still after calling, Octa closed his eyes and focused on the way his body was shaped, willing himself to shift. Within a few minutes he had gained a few inches in height and length, and about eighty pounds of muscle. Stretching out, he flopped onto the ground in his newly donned secui skin, waiting for whoever it was that would come running to his call.

Severus Poer de Angelo · 03-22-2012, 11:04 AM

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OOC Yaaay brother bonding. Big Grin

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Much like his brother, Severus wanted nothing to do with the deep dark caverns that seemed endless. Unlike their dark and not-so-sane sibling Judas, the lighter of the three siblings seemed to have a lust for sunlight in common. Sevy himself was busy picking through the village at the various gardening projects, trying to get used to his biped form. He always felt a little stupid in it, because not only was he shorter than most of the males in that form, but he was damned scrawny as well. It definitely didn’t suit his “I am the King of All” mindset.

After catching a few mocking stares from some of Anathema’s ravens, Severus had opted to leave the village and that form. He dropped to all fours in his Optime and concentrated, easily shifting into the more suitable secui form. Large grey paws moved over the earth as he closed his silver eyes, basking in the warmth of the sunlight as he walked along. He became so caught up in the sun that he forgot to open his eyes and look where he was going. Soon, his paws bumped up against a furry mass and he went sprawling, landing on his chest with his paws pinned beneath him and his rump in the air.

With an embarrassed growl, he quickly jumped up and whirled around to snarl at the offending fur ball, only to find his pale sibling Octavius basking in the sun. The last time he’d seen the male, he’d grabbed his brother by the ear in front of the rest of the pack and had shaken it. He wondered if the other male was mad at him for a moment, before shrugging his wide shoulders. They were brothers, they picked at and tormented each other all the time, from the moment they were pups. Relaxing, Severus lowered himself down on his belly and rested his head over lazily crossed paws.

“Octa, what’s up? I haven’t seen you since the meeting,” he said, his tone casual. While they didn’t get along 24/7 as pups, he still preferred his alabaster brother over Judas. His lip curled at the thought of his dark, demon-eyed sibling. As a whelp he’d always been in trouble, with Naniko yelling at him every other day while the other siblings sat uncomfortably on the sidelines or snuck away. Severus thought him weak for constantly hiding out in the caverns, likely too afraid to show his face. Octa had been a bit lazy in the months they were alive, sure, but he at least made an effort.

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 03-22-2012, 01:56 PM

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you know...we could actually contribute this to the gardening plot. o.o / +3!

The sun felt so good that the warmth had Octavius almost asleep after only a few minutes. He lay there, stretching and yawning occasionally, comfortable and feeling safe within pack lands. No one would hurt him here, and if they tried and succeeded, he could always find his mother and tattle on them. While Naniko wasn’t a very affectionate mother, she was protective and did not like anyone messing with her children. He knew that there would be hell to pay for anyone who attempted to hurt him, his brothers, or any of his older siblings.

Thinking about his siblings, he was sent back to the meeting and the mean little bite that Severus had administered to his ear. Octavius had woken with a yelp and jumped up, slamming into his dark brother on accident and causing a small ruckus in the room. Embarrassed and annoyed, the boy had curled back up in a smaller ball and hid behind Severus and Naniko, unhappy with his stupid brother. All of that upset had faded by now, though the little boo-boo from where he was bit was still pink. He knew that holding a grudge against his grey brother was pointless.

Not moments after he’d been thinking of him, Severus came walking through the brush and stumbled over his body. Octavius barked out a loud laugh and rolled over onto his other side, bright red eyes watching the darker male catch himself and lay down in the sun as well. A small smile pulled his upper lip up, and he belly crawled closer until he was able to rest his head on the other male’s back. Taking a deep breath, he yawned once again and nuzzled his brother a few times, happy to be with a family member. Been trying to help with the gardens a little bit…how ‘bout you?

Severus Poer de Angelo · 03-23-2012, 12:16 PM

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OOC: Sick fail-post is fail. Sad

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The warmth of the sun on his dark pelt nearly lulled the prince to sleep, his eyes becoming heavier and heavier. A soft thrum of contentment sounded from his throat as his littermate drew closer and rested his pale head over top of Severus. It was a strong bond, the one between siblings, stronger than almost any other out there. Normally one to snap at affection because he didn’t need it, he actually enjoyed Octa’s closeness. Even when they argued or messed with each other, he knew they’d always be able to get over it. The warmth of Octa’s pelt added to his comfort, and he was nearly asleep when Octa answered his question.

Messing around the stables mostly, he murmured, thinking back to the condescending looks from the ravens in the village. And…trying to get used to Optime. It was a big thing for the grey male to offer up a moment of weakness, but Octavius was one of the only people he felt he could trust. His voice held tones of complaint, for he knew that his pale brother was more practiced in his form and just…generally better looking in it. Kind of bored really, he continued, twitching his ears. With a stretch, Sev pushed his forepaws out before him and arched his back a bit, trying not to disturb his brother. He made a good pillow he supposed.

This whole gardening thing is…interesting huh? he said, suddenly grinning at a bad idea. He knew that some of the herbs grown in that garden were less than innocent, and he heard whispers that it put one into a whole different world. Maybe he could convince his brother to find some of that and try it? I should find some way to help out, he said, the smirk causing his leathery black lips to pull from his fangs a little. Maybe you could help find me something to do? Could be interesting!

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 03-23-2012, 02:11 PM

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hehe, sev is such a little bad boy. ;D / +3!

It had been a long time since the brothers had been able to be around each other without anyone else around. Private time was good for their bonding, because when it was just the two of them, neither was afraid of what anyone else would think. They got along better without having to try and put a fake façade on for the other pack members. Yawning widely, Octavius nuzzled Severus again and closed his eyes, relaxing further, feeling safe and comfortable with his twin brother.

We can practice on two legs, if you’d like? I’ve been using that shape a lot more lately…maybe we can go to the gardens and work on something out of the way where the others can’t see us. Octa knew that his grey brother was hesitant about being in the optime form because he was self conscious about his looks. The white boy didn’t think it was that big of a deal, but Severus had a completely different thought pattern than he did.

A soft whine pulled from his throat when Severus began standing, wanting to just lay there and talk for a while. The other youngster clearly had other plans, and Octavius stood slowly after him, sighing and shaking his coat out. Yeah…I’ve been kind of bored, too… He shrugged his thick shoulders and stepped closer, poking his nose against the grey’s and then trotted off towards the gardening site. C’mon, we’ll find something to do, I’m sure.

Once they got to the location, Octavius lead Sev around the backside, avoiding any other wolves if only to keep his brother comfortable. There was still plenty of destruction, taking down of small buildings that they could do. If nothing else, the two young luperci could transport unusable wood to a pile for firewood and the reusable stuff to a ‘reuse’ pile closer to the middle of the building areas.

Severus Poer de Angelo · 03-29-2012, 01:00 AM

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OOC Sorry for the wait! School's been crazy + been sick. Won't happen again. <3 / +4

Practicing on two legs with his brother sounded like a good idea to the self-conscious little prince. Yeah, that’d be great actually, Octa, he murmured, feeling a little embarrassed that he was so uncomfortable with it. He’d probably never admit it, but he admired the speed with which Octavius was growing and gaining celerity and strength in Optime. Severus was more of a mind to ignore the form all together until he miraculously got better at it. Practice wasn’t something he normally had the patience for, but he supposed if his brother was there it wouldn’t be quite so bad. Maybe it would even be fun, especially since Octa promised they’d stay away from others.

His ears perked curiously at the whine, and for a moment he took it as Octa just being lazy again. Then he realized just how long it’d been since they had spent any time together, and a frown formed on his muzzle. Silently, he vowed that after their biped practice, he and Octa would find a warm spot away from the rest of Anathema to return to their sibling bonding and relaxing. It’d be nice to sit around and talk for a bit instead of constantly having to posture, showing that he deserved to be respected as his own individual instead of just the Angela’s son.

When his pale brother’s nose poked into his fur, Sev let a tiny whine of affection pass his lips, before he took off after the other boy. The walk to the village was a quiet one, as both siblings seemed to take in the warmth of the spring sun on their coats. As they came to the crest over-looking the village, Severus twitched his ears nervously before closing his eyes. His shift up into Optime was slow and a little painful, being so unpracticed at it, but eventually he was standing. He reached a rather short 6’2”, short by the standards of the other male Luperci, and he was lanky, awkwardly so. Silver eyes glanced down to the hands he was so uncomfortable with, before he gave a begrudging little look towards Octa, waiting for his brother to shift.

I’m sure there’ll be something to do. Helping out around the gardening projects might be alright, I’m sure we’ll find some cool stuff to poke at along the way, he said, his voice even a little squeakier in this form compared to his Secui. He tried to force his thoughts away from his negative self-image, and towards the little adventure at hand. The boy fully intended to find something they shouldn’t, and sneak away to the woods with it and his sibling. There was only so much trouble the boys of the Angela could get into – they were princes, after all.

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 03-30-2012, 05:57 PM

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bleeeeh / +3!

Octavius’ red eyes opened wide when Severus stopped and hunched slightly, letting the shift take over and stretch his body out. Once the darker male was standing up on two legs, the white colored boy just tilted his head and looked over his brother’s body. There was nothing wrong with him, nothing at all. His coat was dark, with silver sprinkled around, he had no visible scars and his silver eyes seemed to pop from his head. All in all, Octa thought that he was a handsome specimen, one that reminded him of the new Angelo, Alaki. Their coloring was slightly similar, though the older male was absolutely littered with scars and marks…and his attitude wasn’t all that great either…

Octa shook his head and grinned, trotting over to Severus and nuzzling the now taller boy’s leg gently. You look really good! I like your colors… He got a slightly sad look in his eyes and turned away, concentrating on letting his own body shift and stretch upwards. The white boy’s only problem with himself was that his coat coloring was so damn boring. For some reason the pure white looked absolutely beautiful on their mother, but on himself? He wanted something more…some variation of color.

About three minutes later his shift was complete and he was facing his brother, standing about four inches taller and had filled out more as well. Severus WAS lankier, but that would be because he needed to gain some muscle mass. Octa had been out running and hunting constantly from the day he had first shifted, reveling in the new shapes that his body could take. Shaking himself all over, the boy stretched and yawned widely. He was still slightly surprised that Severus had shifted within sight of a few of the other pack members…but if they were just going to be poking around the gardens and helping in small ways, he supposed it was okay.

Come on, we can just help them move the wood to places where it’ll be useful. He reached out and ruffled Severus’ growing hair before jogging off towards the sound of working luperci.

Severus Poer de Angelo · 04-03-2012, 01:31 PM

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Sev’s chest puffed out when Octavius gave him that compliment. His optime form had always been a curse to him, for he felt like he was just a skinny, stretched out pup when he stood on his two legs. Octa saying he looked good and complimenting his colours changed that though. Whether it was a good thing for him to get over his self-consciousness, or a bad thing because he had another excuse to have an ego, would have to be determined later. Right now Sev was concentrated on watching his brother shift, and then comparing the two. Octa was a big taller than Sev and he was more filled out. With a few careful steps, the silvery male made his way over to his paler brother, and pushed his nose against his sibling’s cheek affectionately.

Octa’s yawn was contagious, and Sev found himself doing the same thing before giving a great shake of his body, as though he were still in lupus form. His silver eyes glanced around to the other pack members, looking to see if any of them were judging him for his lack of muscle. It seemed like none of them gave two shits about the two brothers, and that helped the self-conscious prince relax a little. He was just beginning to feel more comfortable when suddenly Octa took off and started jogging towards the village. A small whimper, barely audible, sounded within Sev’s throat as he awkwardly tried to run after his sibling.

His steps were shaky, and he wobbled once or twice as he continued to jog after his brother in an attempt to catch up. Finally, and painstakingly, he caught up to Octa and brushed the male’s pale coat with his own, bumping shoulder to shoulder. Then he slowed down, glancing around the chaos of construction in an effort to find the wood that needed to be moved. Eventually he did, and he started picking through the pieces to find the larger ones. If he carried big ones, he’d look much more impressive, and it was brought to his knowledge after a few furtive glances that a group of female pack members were close by. When his arms were finally stacked with wood up to his nose, he turned and grinned to his brother.

“Where do you think we should put it?”

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 04-04-2012, 12:29 PM

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insanely shitty post xD / +3!

Proud of his brother’s progress, Octa tossed a few glances back over his shoulder and watched as Severus began running to catch up. He was shaky on two feet for a little while, like a child still, but that was to be expected. Overall, he began moving quicker and with ease once he drew up alongside the larger male. Grinning happily, the white furred boy tilted his head to the side and nipped at the others ear gently. They really would have to go and practice out in the woods, far away from everyone else, after this little stint of helping in the gardens.

When they got to the pile of wood, Octa crouched and began piling up all of the wood that Severus discarded, not caring about looking big or tough. Once there was a rather large stack of smaller pieces, he slid his arms under and scooped it up, standing and looking around again. Unlike Sev, his eyes didn’t stay on the females or any of the other pack members that were working, he didn’t really care about them being there. Instead, his red eyes stopped moving when he saw a large and growing pile of wood across the way. Nodding slightly, he yipped at the darker male and started walking again.

Looks like a good enough place over here, I think. Everyone else is dumping the wood here as well. There were a few strips of tilled dirt in their way, things that Octa just stepped over without disturbing. Peeking back again, he paused and frowned, hoping that Sev would be confident enough in himself to do the same without stumbling. There would be no problems if he used this two legged form more often, something that Octavius fully intended to remedy very soon, if not on the same day.

Severus Poer de Angelo · 04-23-2012, 10:59 PM

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OOC: Sooo sorry for the wait. Sad

Thesis = hiatus. Also sorry for the pathetic post. / +2

Severus went back and forth, back and forth with armfuls of wood. He’d managed to get over the obstacle Octa had been worried about the first time with ease, and every trip had his confidence of his optime form growing. A pleased grin had worked its way onto his muzzle as he carted armload after armload of the wood to the pile they’d designated, muscles thrumming happily at the chance to actually be given some work. After awhile, it looked as though the brothers had cleared whatever debris had been in that construction area. Severus panted, his pink tongue lolling out of his mouth as he put his hands on his hips happily, looking quite the comical sight.

“Well, bro, I think we’re finished,” he said proudly, finding his favorite brother’s red eyes with his own silver. He remembered how reluctant his sibling had been to leave the clearing they’d been relaxing in together, and saw nothing wrong with going to relax after doing some work and actually helping out with the Anathema activities. What he didn’t know was that his brother had more exercise in mind for him, but he wouldn’t mind. Stretching his arms above his head, he rolled his neck from side to side and then perched on a large rock, waiting for Octavius to deposit his final armload.

Octavius Poer de Angelo · 04-25-2012, 04:59 PM

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insanely shitty post xD bleeeeh / +0!

Transporting the piles of wrecked and useable wood was easy enough, especially with the help of another strong male. Severus was doing a great job, and Octa could see that he was enjoying the use of his muscles. With all of his self consciousness about the two legged form, the darker boy had neglected to practice moving and building muscles…he’d probably be a bit sore later, but it was well worth the fun and ability to build up. Severus would most likely love their little expedition after the helping if he liked THIS physical labor.

They were done with the wood after a short hour or so and the white furred boy was ready to get going. Grinning at his slightly smaller brother, the boy reached out and grabbed his arm, tugging gently. Running towards the woods, he pulled the boy along behind until they reached the clearing from before. That wasn’t so bad, right? Octa slid to a stop and turned quickly, smiling happily and bouncing around. He was jittery and excited about teaching Severus how to run and wrestle and use his new form. What you wanna do now? We can run or hunt or just chill out…whatever!

Severus Poer de Angelo · 04-25-2012, 07:03 PM

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OOC Short posts for the win? / +2

Severus let out a surprised yelp when his brother’s hand wrapped around his flimsy bicep and pulled him along. He stumbled for the first few jagged steps, but managed to gain his footing and run along with his pale sibling, letting out a laugh. They wove into the woods, going between the trees and over logs and such. He was panting a little by the time they reached the clearing, and leaned against a tree for a moment, studying his sibling with silver eyes.

“Uhh…hm. Well, I’m not quite sure how good I’ll do running like this but we can?” He rubbed at his arms, groaning a little. The sun was almost too warm on his dark pelt now, and he was becoming too hot, tongue lolling out of his mouth as he panted. “Maybe we could find a river or something to take a swim in…that’d be interesting to try in this form.” He grinned at his brother, hoping he liked the idea. Severus had learned from experience that there was nothing quite like lounging in the sun after being cooled by the river. His mind drifted back to the time when they were pups, the day that Octavius had been so keen to pounce around in the river while a rather disgruntled Severus watched from the sidelines. Then, their father had arrived. Severus couldn’t remember seeing the man since.

“Hey…do you ever hear from our dad?”

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