Word Count → 000 :: June 2 Amy's turning 4! She's drunk and partying, so if you wanna grab free stuff from her, now's a good time. Just be warned she'll try and find them after she sobers up-if she remembers who was there XD
Four years of her life. She was still going strong. Stopping in the city Amy moved through until she found a good building. Furs were laid out, beds were prepped, and every canine in the vicinity was invited over with a deep howl. Residents of the city came out, some confused, as they were just passing through, others eager to take advantage of the wolf. Spinning around she kissed Kohaku on the head before setting him down in a place where he would be safe, an array of toys and food provided.
Amy had managed to secure a moose for this, fresh and dripping blood over the table she had arranged to have it put on. Grabbing a bottle of wine she took a drink, hips swaying as she moved over to the meat. Grabbing a piece of the raw meat she savored the blood dripping down her throat, tearing it apart with her teeth. This was the one day a year where she didn't have to pretend. Where she could just be herself, and no matter what happened, not worry. Alcohol would be blamed, or the party getting out of hand. No one would realize it was just her mask stripped away. Grinning she lit a precious match, moving over to the pile of broken furniture. Let it burn.
Coeus has been been to a party before! I'm sure he'll be hopelessly confused for a moment, then get a bit too over eager with festivities...
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Coeus had wandered out of his pack lands, he wanted the relief of being by himself just for a little while. There was still so much to do in his new home that he was overwhelmed, a run when calm him down, maybe hunting or seeing sights. He had never wandered far into the decrepit city, but it seemed as good as any to try it. The crumbling buildings were fascinating, reminding him of childhood stories his mother had told him. He even traversed in his optime form, preferring his lupus form when he went out on his own. His lean, muscular body was enjoying the exercise, maybe he could practice with the dagger he had borrowed from the armory. He had no idea how to use it, but he hoped he wouldn't have to even think about pulling it out.
As he loped on the weed dominated ground, he heard a howl cutting through the near silence. His mane bristled instinctively, as he glanced behind him. The howl was close and seemed welcoming, he could not deny that he was hopelessly curious. If there was something going on, he wanted to know about. It wasn't often that a seemingly lone wolf would call out for company. Shrugging his broad shoulders he submitted his baser instinct and trotted toward the direction of the sound. As he came closer, he began to smell the smoke and the blood. The latter making his mouth slaver with anticipation, he hadn't eaten all day and his empty stomach had been awoken by the smell.
Finally, he into range of the camp to see. There appeared to be a small gathering at this point but the main attraction seemed to be a cream colored dog that sat drinking from a bottle. The whole affair seemed non aggressive, if not a little strange for his taste. Nonetheless, he approached the camp picking his way down until he was at the edge of the group. Still curious, but very much confused, he asked, "What's going on?"
Kohaku's small world had expanded into something amazing and vast. He had learned so many interesting words and had seen an incredible number of strange sites. Amy had taken him to a place with a lot of buildings that were falling apart. She had told the puppy that they would be living in one of the buildings, something Kohaku had never thought about. His old home had been a den that was located underground and used got muddy in the rain. Unlike a den, the house stayed dry in the rain and could protect him from thunder. Unfortunately and to the puppy's great disappointment, they had left the home after only one week. Amy said they would be back, but he wished they hadn't left at all.
Since their departure, Amy had taken Kohaku to a pack where they stayed for a day before traveling to the city. Kohaku had never seen a city before and the tall, broken buildings blew his mind away. They rose up high and blocked the sky from his view. The city was filled with strange canines and Kohaku had asked Amy to name their species as the each one passed. For a reason that the young male couldn't figure out, Amy had suddenly become incredibly happy. She had spent a long time setting up a feast inside one building and had invited everyone to join her.
Once the golden dog's call was finished she spun around and kissed Kohaku on the head. He flinched at the unusual show of affection and stared at his caretaker with confused eyes. What was wrong with Amy? She picked the puppy up, who didn't complain at all, and deposited him next to a pile of toys and food. The tiny male's bluish-green eyes glistened as he looked enthusiastically from one pile to another. The bright toys looked so inviting, but the smell of fresh meat overwhelmed his senses. Kohaku dove towards the meat, growling as he scarfed down large chunks of meat. The rest of the world disappeared and Kohaku ignored the older canines as they entered the building.
It wasn't long before half of Kohaku's meat was gone and he turned to the pile of toys. Kohaku lunged at a bright red toy and his tail shook hard as it squeaked between his jaws. The puppy shook his head hard as his tiny teeth made dents in the toy.
Another boring day waiting for something to happen. Sidra sat around a dead campfire with Kativa on the other end. They both sat with a bottle of wine being passed between them. The mood was boring, birds chirping and sun shining through the trees above. Kativa grunted as she took another swig from the bottle passing it to her partner who also took a drink. "Could today get any MORE boring...Sidra, weren't you going to join Casa? Are you going to do that anytime soon or sit around procrastinating?" Sidra's brow furrowed as she looked over at the hybrid. "I'll do it when I feel like. I'm not sure it's going to work out." Kativa's head cocked at the statement, then lowered as she glared at the calico female. "What did you do now? Cause trouble within their pack?" Sidra glared right back, the two having a staring contest. The horses whinnied in the background, just as restless as the two hybrids before them. Just when Sidra was preparing an answer, a howl echoed through the woods. It was a happy howl inviting everyone and anyone to join in on a celebration. Both of the girl's ears perked at this opportunity.
"Sorry Kativa, looks like there's a party calling for us." With that, she quickly got her things together, put on her usual red cloak, and hopped atop Soloman who was rearing to go anywhere. "See ya there!" She took off not even waiting for her companion. Kativa groaned and moved to Belias to catch up with her energized partner. "You....whatever." She gave Belias a swift kick in the rib and they were off closely following Sully and Sidra. The two raced through the forest, competing with one another to get there first. Of course Kativa would win. Belias was much faster than Soloman, built for speed.
The two reached the city in a short time. They rode through following the commotion in the town, this was a big one. A large grin splayed across Sidra's face at the chance to party. Never would she turn such an occasion down. Once the reached the building where the part was held they tied up the horses and entered eyes feasting on the happy atmosphere inside. The ruckus seemed to be focused around a blond Optime female who was dancing, eating, and drinking around a freshly lit fire. "Yes! The party has arrived everyone!!" As if Sidra knew the blond she walked towards her with a bottle of wine in hand. "What might be the occasion my friend. Seems to be a lovely party you have going on. I drink to you!" She took a large gulp from the bottle happy to have found someone to party with, other than Kativa, who was more interested in the food than the festivities. She was picking at the moose, hands and maw bloodied already. Sidra took in her surroundings noting everyone who had attended, it was lively and fun. The perfect distraction from life and the troubles that accompanied it.
As he peered down from his position, he began to notice that others were gathering below. Canines of all kinds were centering themselves around the cream colored canid that had called the festivities. One of the newcomers referred to the event as a "party." Coeus accepted the word and took a moment to examine said party. One that had arrived was already pawing through the moose that he had been so interested in. He could feel saliva welling in his mouth as he thought of the flesh that beckoned him, a rumble in his stomach confirmed the matter. With a roll of his shoulders, he decided to steal up his courage and go forward. Watching was dull, he wanted to be part of the action.
Forgetting his original question, he approached the moose with caution, eying the stranger, the one at the carcass along with the other that held the strange bottle. A voice in his mind told him to growl and claim the moose, but a civilized spirit reminded him to be polite and walk carefully. Immediately, the fumbled for the dagger that was secured on his leg and began awkwardly whittling the meat from the bone of the animal. His still was pathetic, but it was enough for the raw flesh to peel away and to enter his awaiting jaws. In his chewing, he tried to be polite around the women, keeping the blood around his minimum and taking controlled bites. When he eaten enough to dull the pangs in his belly, he looked at the other guests with more scrutiny.
His eyes bounced the horses, noting their excellent condition and instantly felt more respect for the two. They were also very pretty which forced his eyes down to moose meat. With a huff, he glanced back towards the bottles that they came with, along with the host's bottle that she drank regularly from. He could smell their strong aroma but could not understand their worth. "Hello," he started boldly, "What's in the bottles? I've never seen anything like them before, or smelled something like them either." Their sharp smell caused his nose to wrinkle, but it almost made him endlessly more curious.
A coyote glanced over to Coeus, tail swaying lightly. A gathering, of course. Free food! He quickly vanished into the crowd, Amy's cheers welcoming him into the group, sass in every movement. She wasn't going to be playing nice today. She wasn't going to do anything but what she wanted. Her first birthday away from her family and those that protected her, but she was still bound and determined to have a good time. The bottle in her hand was emptied soon enough, letting her dance lightly over to work on convincing someone to play music.
The impromptu gathering had food, drink, and company, but music was harder to arrange. She didn't know any musicians. In fact, the only canine she knew here was Kohaku, and he was rather involved with the toys she'd given him in order to keep him out of the way. Amy spun around as someone approached, grinning widely. Thanks! Snatching the bottle back Amy took a drink before returning it to the owner. Someone whistled loudly, pulling out a guitar. So there was someone who could play here! Play the music! He started up willingly, Amy spinning around again.
Four years! Four glorious years of power, and growth, and influence, and life! I've dodged death, too strong to be touched by the enemy, four years strong! Definitely worth celebrating. After all, death had always been after her. Many members of her family died when they proved too weak. She smiled charmingly over at the male, deciding he would be good entertainment for the night. Wine. It's very delicious. Care for some? Gently she pressed the bottle forward, hoping he would take it.
Wiping the blood from his hands, he took the bottle from her. He grinned and sniffed at the rim, wondering what to expect from the drink that smelled so unfamiliar. "Wine?" he questioned, and threw back a swig. Almost immediately he choked it back up, stunned by the unfamiliar and slightly sour taste. Sputtering, he wiped his mouth, "It's different, that's for sure." After regaining his composure, he examined it once more. Coeus found it strangely addictive, the taste he could get over. Again he threw back a swallow and licked his jowls, feeling slightly lighter then he had before. There was so much that he felt he was missing out from, at this moment, wine seemed to be the top of his agenda. He took another gulp, hardly grimacing.
"It's quite good actually, once I think about it." There was even a slight hesitation when he handed it back over. Though the silly grin on his face was enough to mask it. "Name's Coeus, it's nice to meet you." The gathering had accumulated quite the crowd, it seemed anyone was happy to come to the call of a pretty lady. He could even hear music in the background. It was from an instrument that he hadn't seen before but he was engaged to question every little thing that he didn't recognize. Leaning backwards, he continued to eat the meat he had cut. It was an excellent way to wash the wine down and tasted divine. Ripping away another chunk, less gracefully, he devoured that as well, his muzzle reddened from the blood.
He couldn't help but have his eyes wander up into the sky and to the towering buildings that were in the city. He wondered how she had made it here, she seemed to have a lot of supplies. A wagon, a horse, and a multitude of supplies that he'd never seen before or even thought of. She seemed to have accumulated a pile of broken and made a great fire. He could feel the heat on his face as he secured another bottle of wine from behind him.
The ten-week-old puppy had become completely engrossed in his play and the party had begun to fade out from his world. It wasn't until the loud intrusion of two strange females that Kohaku actually looked up from his new toy. A few of the female's phrases were intriguing and Kohaku repeated them to himself a few times. He had never heard words used quite like that and the puppy was eager to expand his vocabulary. As a young wolf, Kohaku sometimes had a hard time expressing himself and not all of his words were intelligible.
With the loud intrusion, Kohaku found himself taking a sudden interest in the party and the strange bottles that Amy and several other canines held. He wondered what they were drinking, although all the adults seemed to really enjoy the drink. The colorful male chewed on his toy as he observed the party, occasionally flinching as it squeaked at him. Kohkau really liked the squeak, although it tended to surprise him.
Again, the puppy's attention was drawn away from his toy as a strange sound began to float through the room. Oversized ears shot up to listen and Kohaku dropped his toy to investigate. The tiny male zigzagged through a sea of legs, using only his ears to guide him. At last, he found the source of a sound. A strange male luperci sat with an even stranger piece of wood. It was round at one end, thin at the other, and there were thin things going along its length. As the luperci's hands passed over the object, a noise was produced that reminded Kohaku of his mommy's singing. Suddenly excited and curious, Kohaku ran back through the forest of legs until he found Amy.
The over-excited pup jumped up at Amy's legs, a smile spread wide across his face and his tail wagged furiously. "I...I goed, I goed there...and...and...and there stranged noise. He make stranged noise. Then I comed back." Kohaku's attention was drawn again to the bottle in Amy's hand, the one another male had given back to her. "What that?"
Amy howled with laughter as the wolf spluttered, wine spilling out. What an amateur! Couldn't even handle a decent drink. Tail swaying she shook her head. You need to choke it down, bub! Laughing still she watched him drink more, noting the greed lighting up in his eyes. Hold on, she didn't want to have him drink all of it, just a taste! Rapidly she snatched it back into her grasp as soon as it was offered, eying her drink suspiciously. How much had he taken? She drank some more down, barely hearing his introduction.
The pushing on her legs was harder to ignore. Whipping around she growled at the pup, wondering why he was interrupting her. Gode? What was he going on about? It took a moment before she could make out the rough puppy speech, laughter coming from her again. Scooping him up she cuddled the silly pup, ruffling his ears. This is wine. Not for pups! Music is amazing, isn't it? She pulled on his ears again before passing him over to some guest, who looked quite confused about being handed a puppy. Turning she smiled charmingly at Coeus. Would you dance with me?
The young wolf looked up at her with surprise, dance? He had no idea what that was but smiled despite it. Coeus searched back to the books he had read in the last few days, he had read short passages about dancing. They had always been described as swaying parties within ball rooms with strange creatures. He stood up with a bit of stumble and bowed playfully, "I would love to dance." He felt honored to be included, the pup had been an odd distraction though. Coeus wondered if he was her pup but put it out of his mind, she was much to pretty for that. A playful smile danced on his muzzle as he lifted his amber eyes to hers.
"I'm not the best dancer, but I can give my best." The wine had made him a bit light headed though he had drank very little of the potent drink. It seemed to make the night even more exciting than it had already become. Even the great stone buildings were looking warmer and much more welcoming. It was something that he didn't think would ever happen, due to his unreasonable fear buildings that he had to be in. His original walk into the city had been quite unpleasant, but the festivities were brightening up his mood. The fire, the food, the company all of it was melting together. Coeus knew the night would be very memorable.
