[AW] Noise, Noise, Noise.

Toby · 04-16-2012, 12:42 AM

OOC- I'll add a table later.

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Toby had been patched up and fixed up and dressed up and helped up. Now he wondered through the area with the overcoming need to relax. Alduin had made him happy. Happy as a friend. Happy as someone who was different from the others. The German shepherd really had no idea why he felt the way he did but it was all a little overcoming.

He was hunting now, his side bag and clothes redeemed. He would find himself a meal and get his mind distracted from the overwhelming thoughts he called trash. Noise, noise, noise! What I really needs a good distraction! His knife wasn't a deadly weapon and he was no character to catch a moose for food but he was handy enough to find rabbits or birds to eat usually. It was his hope that he'd be refreshed by the hunt and able to see Alduin soon again. The male had made him happy...

He shook his head. Enough thinking. More doing. Sniffing the air the large optime male strode the path a bunny had taken that morning. If it was a family he could kill all he could grab. If it were a lone rabbit he'd find something else. Maybe the therapy he needed could actually be killing. Something very unlike the male might help after all.

Ignatius · 04-18-2012, 07:48 AM

OOC: Hope you don't mind me jumping in

Ignatius wandered by with his cart bumping along the rough terrain behind him. In that cart was everything that he owned and he looked back wearily as they hit a particularly large molehill. The things in it rattled and crashed against each other and made quite the racket as he made his way closer to the Isthmus. Nothing seemed to be broken, at least not that he could tell without stopping and looking inside, and he resigned himself to look forward again. The things that were the most fragile were stored in a way where it would be very difficult for them to break. If one of the glass jars that held his oil were to break without him knowing that could be the end of his cart's life.

Pippa kept a constant pace; she wasn't bothered by the noise that followed them wherever they went. By now she was accustomed to it. Iggy gave her a pat on the neck and said, "You're doing great, Pippa." His voice seemed loud and weird in his ears after going most of the day without talking. He usually made a point to speak out loud, mostly to himself, because he was afraid that if he didn't he would forget how to. Which of course was ridiculous, so he would tell himself that it was to hear something besides the silence of the wilderness. Even though his cart bounced noisily along behind them.

He almost missed the blur of motion in the woods, almost. From a distance it was hard to tell exactly what it was but the way it stood suggested it was a Luperci. He squinted as he watched the figure and when he was close enough to be sure that it was, in fact, a Luperci he called out, "Greetings!" He lifted a paw to wave at the stranger with a friendly smile on his face.

Toby · 04-18-2012, 07:03 PM

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It's fine... I couldn't figure out what I wanted to write :/

He'd just crouched to sniff the ground for scents, on his hands and knees holding the knife while the breeze gently shuffled the shirt on his back that covered the bandage around his chest. Alduin's handy work had been a fine job and since his memory of herbs from his mother's teachings were coming back he thought he'd be able to do a good enough job on managing the wound until it healed as much as it could.

A man had come though, a cart noisily being pulled with his scent as it flowed towards him in the same wind that rustled Toby's faded red mane and clothes. He straightened up as the man bid him hello and the german shepherd took a look at the male before him. He hadn't seen him before, hadn't smelled the scent carried towards him. He forced a friendly smile on his face, hiding the annoyance that seemed to be more and more present with each day that passed. The only time life hadn't pissed him off lately was when he'd been getting stitched up by Alduin. Now Alduin was gone, though Toby intended to meet him again.

"Hello there. What brings you my way?" His voice was deep and it rolled off his tongue and carried over the shifting of air towards the other male. Who was this man? And what did he want with his cart and companion animal?

Ignatius · 04-19-2012, 07:43 AM

It had been quite some time since he had seen the likes of another Luperci and the man's face was a welcoming sight. His return greeting had been friendly and the smile on the other's face welcomed them closer. Ignatius picked up the pace until they reached the dog and brought Pippa to a stop a few feet from him. He looked the man over quickly before speaking: "I'm looking for the area called Nova Scotia. I heard that many packs live there and I wish to sell my services." He waved behind him to acknowledge the cart, presumably full of his wares.

He knew he was close, maybe already in Nova Scotia, but this man would confirm that for him. Perhaps he could even practice a trick or two, if the man was interested. It was always better to have an audience; even if it was just one wolf. He spoke again once the man had replied, "How far from here is the nearest pack?" He had a very subtle accent to his voice that didn't sound like any one accent. It was almost a mix of a bunch of different accents, like his voice carries the traces of all the places he has been. "And what do they call themselves?" It would be good to have even a vague idea who he was visiting.

Toby · 04-19-2012, 08:40 PM

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OOC here! That moment when you have no idea what part of Northern Tides you're actually in... >_>"

Directions? That was all he wanted. This is what he told himself as his annoyance grew. Stupid lupercis from far off coming here to believe they're the next big thing. The next person to sell out and make the most profit. A growl held itself down. He wouldn't waste his breath. If he wanted directions, he could get them. Then he would leave, right? No harm done... Toby's head began to hurt with more inward conflict. Every day it'd seem he'd pulled back a new layer of problems going on in the german shepherd's mind. Every day it was a fight between he and him. No one else. Not even Fang.

"New Dawn is the closest. Welcome to Nova Scotia. As for the distance I really don't know. I seem to get lost everywhere I go." He gave a small thought. Where was he? Northern Tides... He gave a bit more of thought. Examining the terrain around him. Somewhere North, he wanted to say. He really had no idea where he was. "The pack will be about... South-east from here but more east than south." Did he care right now about the terrible directions? Not exactly. Did the secret good-dwelling part of him care? Yes. He gave a small sigh. "How about we walk until I find some land mark?" He motioned with his head toward the general south-east direction.

Ignatius · 04-20-2012, 10:56 PM

So he was in Nova Scotia after all. A sense of overwhelming emotion flowed through him and tears sprang to his eyes as his breath caught in his throat. He couldn't have said exactly why he was on the verge of crying but there was no mistaking the feeling. Perhaps it was because he had finally reached his destination and his journey across the continent was over. He had made it all the way from the port in Bridgetown to the cold north. He had accomplished what he came to the west to do.

He took in a deep breath to clear his head and bring himself back to the moment. He was shaking slightly even as he tried to calm himself down. He stuffed his hands into the pockets of his pants so that the other man wouldn’t see. He was ashamed of the rush of emotion that he hadn’t been able to quell yet still a bright, beaming smile was upon his lips.

The pack will be about... South-east from here... Ignatius pushed his emotions aside to focus on his next goal, finding New Dawn. He turned his gaze in the direction indicated, mapping out the route in his head even as he listened to the next words. He looked over at the man after he gave his offer and did not hesitate in his reply. “That sounds great. It’s nice to have someone to talk to besides myself.” He chuckled and wagged his tail happily. “It’s Ignatius, by the way, my name. In case you were wondering.” He shrugged his shoulders and continued to smile, even as he was feeling awkward at his fumbled introduction.

After he spoke, Iggy turned toward Pippa to hide his embarrassment. He made a soft click with his mouth before he spoke to the mare. “C’mon Pip.” He pulled gently on the lead he held in his hands to get her going. His ears flicked, amused, as she protested in low speak. But she was moving even as she complained. “We’re almost there, a few more hours and you’ll get all the food, water, and rest you could ever want.” The years of travel had made them both weary and even Ignatius' wandering spirit was feeling anxious for their next stop.

Toby · 04-21-2012, 12:38 PM

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OOC here!

It was all fine that this soul was so excited to be in the area he guessed but he could do without the tearing up and what not. Again, the urge to growl at the male for interrupting his hunt grew inside him. He gave a small, impatient sigh until he cut it off half way. What was his problem? He needed to get back to being good ole Toby again and not so much Toby who was impatient with everything, annoyed by others, and thinking evil thoughts about stuff in his life.

Finally the horse was pulled along and the male began to follow his name now obvious. Ignatus. A long name. Toby was sure he wouldn't be able to remember something like that. He forced a fake smile on his mouth. "Toby... Nice to meet you." He hoped the male wouldn't know him well enough to hear the lack of interest in his voice. Everything was so... boring lately.

His promise to the horse made him almost laugh. Food? Water? He wished that was all that it took for him to be happy. Horse's had life easy compared to his needs for happiness. He forced himself to calm down... Think of Alduin... he's a kind fellow. Be like him. "Er... so you like horses? It's a pretty horse." Was it a pretty horse? He had no real knowledge on horses. His eyes tilted around the area, sweeping it for land marks that could tell him where they were. The terrain was rough; yes. And he knew he wasn't on the more west side of the northern tides. He was much more close to New Dawn than he could have been. Now where was he?

Ignatius · 04-23-2012, 09:55 AM

The sudden shrill cry of a bird rang through the air and Ignatius pricked his ears to listen while he turned his head toward the sky to catch a glimpse at the offended bird. It took him a moment to find it in the top-most branches of a tree but when he did, he could not look away. He took in every bright blue feather and the pattern of white, black and blue that decorated the northern bird. He had seen birds of every color in the rainforests of the southern continent but he always stopped to admire each new species he found. What point was there in travelling the world if he did not actually see it?

Even as he watched the bird, he continued to move, though perhaps a little more slowly. Pippa gave a snort and gently nudged his shoulder, reminding him that they had company. He pulled his eyes away from the beautiful bird just as the man spoke.

She was a pretty horse and well cared for, that was true. Yet somehow, Toby did not seem sincere in his remark. Likely, he was just making conversation but Ignatius answered all the same. “Well I like this horse well enough. I haven’t had much time with other horses but Pippa has been with me since we were both a year old.” He rubbed the mare’s nose affectionately as he spoke. “She says thank you or something close to that anyway.” The general feeling was of thanks and at least that was something easy to put into words.

Toby · 04-23-2012, 08:15 PM

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OOC here! Fort Cumberland ;3

Thank you, eh? From a horse? That was something new. He gave a small chuckle and managed a smirk, hiding the fact he believed the guy was stupid. "Ah well tell the horse I said you're welcome then." His eyes gazed as more hill like terrain started to show. And then came the gate built into the hill side that showed the remains better known as Fort Cumberland.

"Ah, I see!" he exclaimed and extended an arm to point over at the area. "Should have seen that coming! Fort Cumberland dead ahead. Probably could lounge there tonight before you make your way to New Dawn." His mood lightened at the thought of ditching the man as soon as they reached the gates.

"You're not gonna need a guide to the pack right?" he fought to keep his voice more patient than he felt. He was annoyed and antsy to kill something. Antsy to eat and drink and think things through. He didn't have time for all this stuff going on with another male and his horse.

Ignatius · 04-23-2012, 11:50 PM

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As the gate loomed before them Ignatius slowed himself and Pippa and came to a halt before the iron gate. Luckily for them the gate had been pulled up before the humans dissapeared, giving them easy access to the remains of the shelters scattered within the stone walls. The area made Ignatius ill-at-ease though, and the bare land would make both hunting and hiding difficult. He would much rather make for the forest before night was upon them.

It seemed that his gracious guide was ready to be rid of him and though Ignatius had enjoyed having the company for a little while, the dog’s sour demeanor had put a slight damper on his high spirts. Though Toby had tried to hide it well, he could tell that the man was annoyed at having to escort him about the land. He cleared his throat as he turned away from the gate and toward the Shepherd. “No, I think I can find my way from here if you point me in the right direction.” He tugged at Pippa’s lead to get her moving again as the dog hopefuly pointed out the direction he wanted. “Thank you for you help, Toby."

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Toby · 04-24-2012, 11:28 PM

OOC – One more thread from you then call it good? Also, I kind of played your character with him taking the hand shake sorry XD

The fact he was so gracious. So nice. So kind. How annoying. After he cleared his throat the male spoke and Toby found himself slipping into the robotic movements of helping the loner before him. He turned slightly, waving lazily in the direction New Dawn would be. That was another thing. Why'd the guy have to seek a pack? Was he one of those friendly, family guys? The thought was revolting even though Toby'd always wanted a pack. Yet as he pondered it only bad memories of his abusive kidnappers came to him and turned him away from the idea. It wouldn't happen again.

"Pack's that way. You'll be fine and I'm sure tons of travelers will be met on the way. New Dawn's a friendly place I guess... met a male and his mate there once..." Insomnia had been nice enough but the real friend he'd invested in at the pack was Shadowfang. He'd been nice. He'd sought to help Toby. Everyone had tried. Obviously the help had failed but the thought of his friend made him a bit less impatient and something fell in his voice that brought the wall down as he said final words to this male before him.

"Safe travels... It wasn't a problem... I've just been a bit preoccupied lately sorry..." He felt bad now. A bit of guilt touched him deeply and he offered his hand kindly to the male. "Anyways, good luck with whatever you're doing... Do me a favor would ya? Meet the good ole wolf named Shadowfang and tell him Toby says hello." And as the man took his hand, assuming he did, he gave a soft shake. Then he turned off and started to walk into the fort away from the male. Ignatius. A man he'd judged and been bitter to for no reason. Now he was lonely, again, and scared. But what was he scared of? A small sigh escaped his mouth as he walked away. He was scared of himself.

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