Without a thought, without a voice, without a soul

Noah · 05-13-2012, 11:08 PM

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WC:3+

Zalen had asked Noah to show the newest member of the pack to the pack den, where every member slept and every member relaxed. It was not the silver monsters choice to sleep with everyone; however he understood it was a part of the pack life. To make everyone happy and also to avoid any more fights with in the pack lands, that was started because or by him, he slept with the rest of the members. Stepping to the side once they reached the mouth of the den, the silver male lifted his black lined lips to the sky, parting them as he called for the pack medic, the snow white babe, who had been healing since before she gave birth to the silver three legged Subord.

The male gave a soft wave of his normally still tail; the female surely had to be scared of the changes of life that she was going though. Being greeted by two new faces at the borders, and then Noah demanding that she get checked by the pack medic, the male was not fooling around, he wanted to know that once she was fully healed and when she would be back to what should be her normal speed. The male stood there for a second, as the white medic came into view. Noah dipped his muzzle to the white female, then moving to sit down upon his rear, he watched the pack den.

”What, have you found now, Noah?” Deuce had asked of Noah. She was glad that he was taking more and more interest in the well being of the pack, but he was keeping her busy and away from her sweet, and tender Soran.

Noah pointed toward the mouth of the pack den with his muzzle. ”Found her at the borders, and I think it’s a good idea for her to have a check over.” The Sawtooth male wanted what was the best for the pack, and for all the members to be able to work and move like one.

Palaydrian Soul · 05-14-2012, 02:27 PM

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WC:: 4+*hugs*

Palaydrian had been accepted, and he hadn't even spoken her name. Everything was happening so fast, but the femme was so happy and relieved to finally belong somewhere she didn't even have time to ask questions or say goodbye to her new Alpha let alone thank him for his generosity. The tawny gold female's butt wiggled as her tail whipped back and forth. Dignity...have some, she told herself and slowed her jubilation to an easy sway back and forth of her tail. The young wolf had a pleasant smile on her maw and a heart full of opportunities.

Her lowered gaze shifted to the gray wolf named Noah and she gave a slight nod as he led the way into her new pack lands. Her heart was beating fast in her chest, but that was just the nerves. Something about the older wolf with three legs made her feel at ease, though he seemed to be very much so on his guard with her. Noah's job was no doubt to protect the pack and that was what he was doing when he had greeted her on the borders. There was something about him and his sense of duty that appealed to her. She supposed the gray wolf reminded her of her great grandmother Syliat.

As they walked along she couldn't help but steal glances around at her new surroundings. The woodlands were alive with birdsong and life. This place was gorgeous. Her nose was flooded with unfamiliar smells, but everything was intoxicating to her. She wanted to see every inch of land that was to be called her own. Soon enough the two had made their way to the mouth of a very impressive den. Drin stared in awe of the communal shelter as Noah tilted back his head to call for the medic.

Her smiled increased in embarrassment, surely the medic didn't need to be called for this, but she would follow orders. A white female approached and Drin immediately stiffened at the memory of Kila, but she quickly shook the memory from her mind. The white bitch was far behind her now and could not touch her in these new lands. Noah explained to the medic why he had called and it was then that Drin felt she should speak up. "It's really nothing, a shallow cut that's been on the mend during my travels," she explained as she lowered her head so the medic could get a good look at the long scab on her neck.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

Noah · 06-07-2012, 09:15 AM

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WC:6+
PP, can fix if there is an issue.

Noah did not mind that the female had a few cuts along her neck, heck if anything it was proof to the silver male that she could take a beating and keep on going. However Noah did want to make sure that the young lady would be able to keep up with the lifestyle that was asked of her since she was now a member of the pack.

It was not that Noah questioned Zalen choice. No, not at all Noah just wanted to make sure that once she was fully healed she would be fine, and the cuts were not infected. After all if she was by some odd chance carrying some sort of virus the Sawtooth male wanted her treated for it before anyone else could get ill from it.

Deuce just smiled as she looked to the cream and buckskin child, the motherly eyes turned to the child then back to her own son. ”Noah I believe you can treat her. I showed you the basic healing herbs.” She would be standing right there if her son had any questions, or would start to forget thing. The ivory lady was trying with all of her heart to pass on some sort of skill to her son. Deuce laid down the bag that carried all of her herbs within it. She shifted taking a step back upon her two legs, as the shifted female crossed her arms and leaned back against a tree.

The silver male eyes flashed for just a split second with worry, he did not want to treat the yearling and give her something that would harm her, or even worst make her addicted to. The silver male quickly had to regain the stone cold composer that seemed to fit him ever so well. The male stepped up with these three legs as he knew he could use his stub of a leg to sort through the pack that his mother laid out for him. Picking to the tube that his mother had marked in her own way, of Goldenseal, and there was the tube that had the fresh aloe leave in it. The male handed the bowls to his mother, asking her without any words to fill it most of the way with fresh water. He set the two tubes in front of him, as he used his nose to softly push the other herbs away.

Once Deuce returned offering up the bowl and some fresh moss, the silver male knew it was time to get to work. Watching as Deuce placed the bowl down and the moss at its side. Noah gave a nod as he held the one tube up in his mouth; the snow white healer chuckled and opened it. ”Noah you need to learn that it’s okay to use your more human like body if it for the best of the pack.” The voice, that came from her mouth was not the nagging tone the Noah was so use to hearing out of her mouth. The silver male was scared; he didn’t want to hurt her. Goldenseal to help if there is any infection. “ The silver male tipped the tub allowing a few drops to fall upon her healing cuts. Then passing the tub onto his mother, she closed it. Then picking up the moss the Subord, rubbed it into her pelt. The male then opened the tub that had a few leaves of Aloe, he knew this would help speed the healing, and also would help keep the skin cleaned. ”There…done…now if it don’t heal please come back to one of us.” The male said, he was sure he had done everything right, but he was still scared that he might have missed something.

Palaydrian Soul · 06-07-2012, 04:58 PM

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WC:: 6+WB darling, we missed you, and I hope you are doing alright. I also don’t mind pp at all as long as my character doesn’t get killed. Tongue I suppose this is a fairly short thread as she was just getting her neck looked at, but I’d love to have another thread with you! Palaydrian just recently got attacked so she’ll be on the mend for quite some time in the packlands. Perhaps she and Noah could chat it up somewhere, I’m always open to some plottage. Just let me know if you have ideas or whatever. It’s just odd RP’ing her on the day she joined as so much has happened now.

Palaydrian felt weird having this much attention focused on her. Back within Drin’s homelands if she had gotten injured, nobody save her family would’ve checked her over to see if she was alright. They were too afraid of the virus she carried which none of them had been touched by. Her family had been the pariahs of the pack, except for her father, and nobody wanted to risk getting too close to them if they didn’t have to. It was unfair, and Palay should’ve been angered by it, but it was the culture she had grown up in and come to know as family. She accepted her unworthiness because it was expected of her, and she had nothing to truly yearn for except for the simple belonging to the pack itself. The protection of the pack was enough, and her family accepted it while her father was the only one able to climb the rankings in hierarchy, a dream Drin would come to long for in her new home.

The ocean eyed girl smiled at the wolfess named Deuce. She seemed very wise and regal, and reminded the girl of her own mother, but the golden fae banished the thought before her homesickness could pull the strings of her heart. They used herbs here just as her grandmother had showed her in the past. Perhaps Drin would try her skills at pairing herbs some day. She knew how to garden, but she had a feeling this pack was just like her old one, tied to the ways of the wild, and not so found of Luperci. Palay would have to wait and see though, as she’d only be within the lands for a matter of minutes. So far so good, she was having more courtesies paid to her than she had had in all of her short life.

She turned her bi colored ocean eyes to Noah and gave him a reassuring smile before she tilted her head down again so he could get a good look at the scabbing gash. It seemed as if Deuce had taken the silver tripod under her wing to teach him the ways and methods of healing. Drin wondered if there were many teachers within the pack so that she may learn some skill to benefit her new pack brothers and sisters. She had never had a purpose before, but here...things seemed different, and the fae desperately wanted to carve a fulfilling life out for herself.

Palay glanced out of her peripheral to unobtrusively watch Noah go through the satchel of herbs when her head perked up to watch the medic shift. Luperci existed here as well! Her heart skipped a beat, had she found a pack that would truly accept her for who and what she was? A smile began playing across her lips and she gently shook her head before resuming her bowed position. Her tail was wagging again with happiness, she had definitely chosen the right clan. I’ve found it! I have found the place once known as Bleeding Souls, she thought to herself, now more sure than ever she had found the lands were Luperci was a normalcy. The fabled lands she had listened to by fireside when Syliat spoke of her days here and the place her grandmother Fawn had grown up.

The grin remained plastered on the golden fae’s lips as Noah smudge the various mixtures onto the healing cut. It didn’t hurt anymore, it actually felt good and and cool once the aloe had been rubbed in. When he was finished, the yearling straightened up and gave the silver man a wolfish smile. Thank you Noah, you’ll become a healer yet! She hoped her light hearted banter wasn’t a mistake or out of line for that matter, it had been quite some time that she had been addressed with the option of responding. And thanks to you too Deuce, if the cut gets worse I will seek either of you out, she nodded her with vehemence.

Table Credit to Cait and Code Credit to Mel <3.

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