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Sebastian was travelling. This was in and of itself not an entirely unusual occurrence. The only thing that made it even a little bit out of the ordinary was that he wasn't heading to Halifax or visiting one of the neighbouring packs. Instead he had headed northwest from the southern tip of Casa di Cavalieri's considerable territory. It was an unusual route, but Sebastian had been settling into something of a rut lately. Halifax and Casa had been his main haunts, and exciting and familiar and comfortable as they were, the Italian needed something new to amuse himself with. Preferably someone, too.

The Italian sauntered through the forests of Ethereal Eclipse, listening intently despite his relaxed stance and manner of strolling through the woods. There was no point in taking things too quickly and missing out, was there? He had an eye for beauty, after all, and he blended in well with the autumn leaves that littered the forest floor and decorated the trees vibrant shades of orange and the deeper red that matched the majority of his coat. Sunlight filtered down through the canopy, allaying the chill of the cold October wind that occasionally whistled through the trees. Good thing Sebastian wore his black leather jacket and faded blue jeans for today, though he had chosen to leave his bow and quiver of arrows behind, only taking the satchel slung across his shoulder.

Humming a quiet tune to himself, the artisan neatly hopped over a trail of stepping stones that gave him a path across a shallow stream, heading further and further northwest. Cercatori D'Arte was this way, if he recalled correctly. Did he have any acquaintances in the pack? Had Ahiga gone there? He couldn't quite recall any more.

Vaulting acrobatically over a fallen log, Sebastian continued on his merry way, heading towards the abandoned human towns he had been told lay further north. Humans fascinated him, and finding more of their dwellings and settlements always intrigued him.
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"Shit!" Leviothan suddenly exclaimed. On the ground just before him stood an over turned wheel barrel that he'd managed to pick up from one the human houses that he'd come across. Unfortunately, within it were dozens of different things he'd felt he'd likely want and if not, could trade for more items. His carving knife was growing dull and he'd sharpened it so many times that the blade had gotten smaller, thinner and less usable. He'd need a new one soon. Silently, he doubled over to quickly scoop up the contents of his raid. He'd acquired a long sword that he managed to find within the attic of one of the houses, several smaller metal eatery blades and utensils, a picture frame that he was sure someone would want back at the back and several different spices that he'd raided from cellars and basements. Eclipse would love him for these!


Other then his usual ripped and torn jeans, Leviothan wore nothing, allowing the coiled muscles of his abdomen full reign of sight, the copper toned main and fur that covered and laced over his flesh glinting within the light as if it'd just been cleaned. For a brief moment, he made sure that he'd forgotten nothing on the ground, even the arrow head he'd found by accident near one of the houses' outside porches. The only reason he'd left the pack-lands the day before had been to explore, but he'd not been able to control himself when he came across the homes. Several times in the past he'd managed to acquire different items from places just like that and every time he'd managed to find something even better then the last. Coincidentally, the arrow head was exactly what he needed to design Eclipse's arrows. It'd help set the model for what he'd need to do.


Just when he'd managed to get the wheelbarrow righted, when he'd just managed to figure out how he was going to push it the rest of the way with its wheel bent and flat, he heard something coming from the direction of the stream just ahead, then smelled another canine. Decidedly, with the scent, he began to assume that it was a male. Possibly a thief coming for his loot? A growl left through his lips, but he continued in the direction the scent was coming from, eventually making his way through a canopy of trees. No, the scent was too nice to be a thief. Despite his lack of a shirt, he seemed warm enough. His fur was thick enough that the chill didn't hit him so much as it sent shivers through his body, small goosebumps erupting underneath his fur. Only now... he froze. How could he not when a leather wearing bad-ass of a Luperci was walking his way. He felt a rush of adrenaline, though couldn't quite explain it. Something about the wolf seemed exotic and he somewhat liked it.


As he watched from afar, he began to take note of the other wolf's athleticism, the way he vaulted over a fallen log, continuing along his way in the direction Leviothan had just gone. He didn't know what exactly came into him but moment's later he pushed the wheelbarrow from behind the trees and a creak, a squeak of the rubber, the abrupt crash of the wheelbarrow once again became apparent as its contents were thrown to the ground again with a loud crash. He was thrown over the wooden handles and the metallic inside only to land painfully on his back, the breath knocked from his lungs. Wheezing, he'd lost his thought on the red fox like wolf, even if he might have been heard and spotted coming from behind the tree only to end up on his ass. "Arrhhhghhh.." He groaned slightly.
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Sebastian's ears flicked to the side at the sound of clanging and clattering metal and wood. Hmm. That was odd. A merchant had dropped his wares, maybe? Whatever it was, it was worth investigation. Sebastian quickened his pace slightly, skipping neatly over a protruding tree root and placing one black-furred paw on the tree trunk as he peered around the side of the large tree, his fiery orange eyes bright and alert.

First things first. A light groaning sound that alerted him to a luperci on the ground that appeared to be on fire. Wait, that wasn't quite right. His fur was simply a bright, burning, coppery orange interspersed with patches of grey and black. The Italian blinked. Interesting indeed. Miscellaneous objects lay scattered across the forest floor, along with a wheelbarrow. Perhaps this rather clumsy man had simply knocked his wheelbarrow over? Quite an interesting collection, too. Was that a sword?

Yes, it was. Sebastian stepped lightly next to the taller wolf, grinning playfully down at him. He was quite a handsome specimen, wasn't he? Fierce orange fur, more vibrant than Sebastian's luscious, rose-red and snowy-white fur. Sebastian wanted to run his hands through that, certainly. Thick orange fur, a fluffy mane, rather dirty and ripped shorts, and nothing else. That last one accentuated his strong abdominal muscles nicely. Almost unconsciously, just before he entered the stranger's line of sight, Sebastian unzipped his own leather jacket to show off his own defined abs. Yes, he was rather vain and a definite show-off.

Sebastian squatted down next to the larger wolf's head, resting his hands on his knees as he smiled down at him playfully, his salmon-coloured tongue flicking out to lick his black lips.

"Took a tumble, handsome?" he purred in a low, faintly amused tone. "Carrre for a hand?" He rolled that R in his throat, too. The Italian stood up and offered the bigger man his hand, going to at least try to pull him up to his feet.
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The groan had split his jaws, echoing through the section of woods grew louder for an instant when he realized he'd almost plunged himself upon the sword which lay just a foot away from his body. He'd moved to sit, but the moment he did the sight of the luperci he'd seen just a while ago came into focus and this time with all his wolven glory. The first thing he noticed upon glancing toward the wolfen man was that he'd opened his leather jacket when just a few moments before he'd had it closed. A rolling growl left his ebony lips the moment he realized that he'd made himself look like a fool once again before someone else. The poor, submissive Leviothan looking up toward his fiery orange gaze. His scent.. it was stronger now, more pronounced due to his approach which caught Leviothan off guard. He smelled... good. With a few blinks, the copper toned Leviothan couldn't help but look up and run his eyes along the male's abdomen. Pleasant wasn't even the word for it.

Compared to his on copper toned fur, a fierce orange with dirty brown and grey spots streaked over its surface, the rose red and white that made up the luperci seemed to him almost perfect. That playful smile of red and white wolf was easily noted. Not many wolves had smiled at Leviothan like that. The ones who had were either those he'd traded with or those he'd been attacked by. Somewhat greedy, confident, and extremely sexy. All the things needed to be a master manipulator. "Yes, I'd like that very much, please." So respectful. His manners were surprising to even Leviothan, not just because he'd acquired them from his mother's training, but because it seemed almost too natural to use them. And the way that he'd rolled the R somewhat scared him. He reached out, took a hold of the wolf's clawed hand and with his free arm and the two legs before him, he rose to his feet with the help offered.

"Thank you." He let out a sigh of relief the moment he was standing. Normally he'd have taken his hand back, but he held on longer then he needed to while trying to recuperate from the nerves that were so obviously in a bundle. "I think I'm going to make a new wheel for this wheelbarrow. That really hurt." His eyes jerked toward the contents of the wheelbarrow, all that had gotten thrown. What caught his eye made him cringe. "Oh no!" The glass that was held within the picture frame had smashed against the sword on the way out, pierced right through the wooden pannels and of course, paper causing it to be impaled upon the ground. He frowned slightly before his attention moved back to the wolven man. "I'm Leviothan. What's your name?"


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The Italian smiled. So respectful. Sebastian had been like that, once. Back before he had truly discovered his confidence. "Very well," he said brightly, stretching his neck a little to work out the kink that had developed there. So troublesome. Sebastian wrapped his black-furred hand around the larger wolf's brightly-coloured paw, yanking him up with little difficulty on his own behalf. He might have been small as luperci went, but he still had a decent amount of lean muscle on his body. Besides, the larger wolf had helped himself up, not leaving the slim artisan to bear his entire weight.

He didn't let go of the stranger's hand just yet. He seemed nice enough, and there was no reason not to hold his hand. "You're quite welcome," he assured the fiery-furred stranger with an endearing grin.

The stranger cringed over the scattered objects that had fallen from the wheelbarrow. Sebastian winced as he caught sight of the smashed glass. Damn. That broken glass could be a right irritant when it wanted to be, though the Italian had only cut himself with it accidentally once or twice. Damn dangerous thing to keep around a pack, where it could be smashed at any time and someone would need a new foot.

Then, at last the stranger introduced himself. Leviothan. Not Leviathan. An odd change, but Sebastian didn't mind. Taking a small step from the stranger, he bowed neatly, allowing his tall, silky-furred ears to brush against Levi's torso and abdomen. "Pleasurable to meet you, Leviothan," he asserted, tilting his head up and letting the tip of his nose just barely glance off the fire-coloured fur on the taller man's belly. He grinned up at him. "I'm Sebastian."

Straightening up, Sebastian crossed his arms over his chest and surveyed the damage, wincing as he did so.

"A new wheel would be advisable," he agreed, his accent low and smooth. Tilting his head to one side, Sebastian faced his new acquaintance with a faint smile on his face and a slightly raised brow. "Would you care for a bit of help, hmm?"
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He caught sight of the Italian's smile and couldn't help but offer one of his own, exposing those pearly white canines of his to the open world behind the ebony lips that stretched into a thin line the outside. For a long moment, he wondered exactly how he was going to handle his weight, but he was by no means the largest wolf out there. This was a show not only of the wolfen man's integrity, but also of his strength and unconsciously, Leviothan had lifted himself up a bit faster then the wolf might have foreseen so that at the same moment, his clawed, padded fingers brushed over the lean, hardened muscle of the others abdomen. Perhaps a bold move, yet one that Leviothan was definitely interested in taking. Only then did he realize that his hand had not been given back, but he didn't make a show of it. With a hold on the black furred hand, Leviothan's smile grew, eyes lightening up with enthusiasm.


Of course, then the glass had taken issue up with the copper hued luperci who quickly looked about. He could have probably gotten away with burying the now garbage bound trash, but he couldn't do such whilst being watched by the stranger. He turned to look toward him again and only then did he feel the brush of Sebastian's tail, the silky furred ears brush over his torso and abdomen. He couldn't escape the thralls and thrill that the touch sent shocking through his body like lightning to the touch. Goosebumps broke out on the flesh beneath his fur, followed by an involuntary shiver. He'd had to do that on purpose, but who was Leviothan to call him out on it when he was having such a reaction to just the touch. He'd barely been touched so much since being a pup, albeit with such feelings, such desires like this.


"The pleasure..." he started upon feeling the tip of Sebastian's snout brushing upon the soft copper toned fur of his belly, "is all mine." No matter what he had been meaning to say, the words came out sounding like something completely different. Something instinct driven more then thoughts alone. When finally he observed the scene spread out before him in all finality, there really wasn't much damage. He could patch some of the damage up. One of the tops had fallen off of one of the seasonings, but he could carefully screw that back on while more subtle damages such as the picture frame were lost to even the most delicate thoughts of his mind. With the sound of birds chirping, of insects buzzing about, Leviothan shifted his weight from one foot to the other before looking back to Sebastian with a small grin surfacing upon his lips.


"Mind if I call you Seb?" What was done was done and that's all that could truly be said about what had happened. With a quickness to his draw, he gave an excited nod of his head while behind him, his bushy tail, swept from side to side in anticipation, his ears slightly lifting, drawing toward a more friendly half mass. "The help would be greatly appreciated. I could pay you if you'd like with a few of the things I have here. As long as it's not all the seasonings. They're for a friend. Maybe more if we do a good job." He announced just as quickly. He moved closer to Sebastian then, looking about toward all the various trees around them. "Do you know whether or not these trees have sap? I mean, I think we could get a few .." He stops then with a quick look about, as if searching for something. His free hand darted down to touch and pat at his pants, before a grin splices over his lips once again. "Great. I still have it. Um, as I was saying, we could get a few larger branches and strip them down. Do you know how to carve?"


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Eeep D: Sorcery! Also last post for the night because tired.






Sebastian elegantly affected not to notice the effect his simple, light touch had had on the taller male, even though he was almost spasming with glee on the inside. When they got so excited over a simple, small touch, that was when he almost felt like laughing. It made him feel pretty big, being able to provoke such a reaction with such simple, small movements of his (admittedly damn fine) body. Poor old Levi had no idea what he was getting into, and Sebastian had no intention of warning him.

"So long as I can call you Levi," he parried the question with another. Really, Leviothan was quite the mouthful. Shorter names were easier to remember and say. He peered over the damage, still holding the fiery-furred man's larger hand in his own black-furred one. If his hip happened to bump against Levi's side, that was a completely unintentional action that resulted in him shifting his weight to one side.

Appreciated help, pay, not the seasonings because they were presents, trees with sap and something in Levi's pants. Immediately blanking the rest of the information Levi had given him, Sebastian's brain instantly zeroed in on that burning curiosity. Now he couldn't live without knowing exactly what was in Levi's pants.

"I think I could help you," he answered in a musing tone. "No payment necessary, I assure you," he added, grinning up at the taller male, rubbing his hand with his thumb as he did so. Maybe he would look for a bit of a reward... But not payment, so to speak. And he certainly wouldn't speak so bluntly.

He shrugged ruefully. "I'm sure I couldn't say," he answered carelessly. What did he know about trees? "And I fear I don't know much about carving either." Sebastian extricated his hand from Levi's grip to slide it around his waist, patting at the place where Levi had touched his pants.

"Still have what?" he asked mildly, acting as though this was a perfectly normal action he did on a daily basis. Well, it was. He just pretended it was more typically sociable than it usually was.
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ooc: x) So funny. Good night, Sebby-kun.

Even if Sebastian seemed to not notice, Leviothan had noticed all of the gentle touches that may have or may not have been accidental. The clear rush of anticipation and excitement continued to grow unexpectedly as time passed and soon Leviothan's firm grasp at Sebastian's hand. No, he had no clue what would happen, what may happen only that he needed to get the wheel fixed and the only way to do so at the moment would be with help and the wolfish man that was helping him exceeded his expectations.

"That would be lovely. So, Seb, are you in a pack?" The question somewhat came out of no where, despite his best wishes not to find out too much about his new acquaintance. Knowing things had a habit of turning out badly. But regardless, his curiosity was too much and for several long moments, he pondered the things that could happen should the smaller luperci be more then he'd expected. Moment's later, he found himself hip-checked by Sebastian and a grin split over his ebony lips once again.

Whether he had done it on purpose or not couldn't quite come to Leviothan's mind. For a wild moment in time, he found himself desiring touch. Perhaps it'd be best if he were peeled from the other male wolf? No.. he didn't want to be. Without a sound, be began moving for a few fallen branches near by. In reality, all he needed was three of them. He paused in his step then once Sebastian began speaking to him, that fiery gaze of his settling on the others eyes.

He didn't quite understand what the thumb rubbing was about, but he didn't dislike it and more then anything, it brought about a more rigorous reaction from his tail which now beat excitedly against his sides, the silken, bushy appendage sashaying up the side of Sebastian's back. Unintentional of course, but all the same. "Are you sure? That's so nice of you." How could he not be happy about that? He'd wanted to bring everything home and now he would. However, with the sudden realization that he'd have to find out himself, he smiled with prideful content. Show off what he knew, what he could do and it'd possibly help him later.

He'd almost forgotten that Sebastian's black furred paw had caught his hand in a somewhat intimate embrace but the moment Sebastian's fell free to slip around his waist, he shivered in delight, his tail curling up to glide over the other wolf's clawed and padded hand, at least over the top. The moment that Sebastian gave a few pats at his pants where he'd felt just previously, he'd be able to feel the slight raise, the circled rectangular shape that made up his carving knife. But he was sure that Sebastian wouldn't know what it was unless he'd done this before and someone else had had the very same knife within their pockets. "My carving knife. I found it when I was younger. I'll have to get a new one soon, or at least replace the blade, but it's my most valuable possession."

He shifted his weight again, just slightly before his gaze moved to Sebastian's hand and his arm closest to Sebastian rose to glide along the smaller wolf's back, to settle at the base of his shoulder blades, claws digging just slightly into the rose red fur that made up most of his body.

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"Indeed," Sebastian responded equably. "Casa di Cavalieri. A few miles to the east. Jazper Rhiannon-Knight is our Alpha." And his woman was their other Alpha, but Sebastian decided not to mention that. He was still rather bitter about her extraordinarily rapid promotion to the Alpha Female, the Luna. And the fact that she now had exclusive rights to Jazper. These days, he avoided her as much as possible, preferring to take any pressing matters directly to the Sole.

Pleased with Levi's reaction to his small touches, Sebastian lifted his tail slightly to bat against Leviothan's. After all, the fiery-furred wolf's tail was practically rubbing along his back. Why shouldn't he play along with this particularly handsome specimen of flame-furred man. He didn't respond with words as Leviothan spoke about his generosity, giving him a slightly brighter smile instead.

Needless to say, Sebastian was deeply interested in whatever Levi had in his pocket. Was that a handle? The Italian squeezed it briefly, trailing his hand down the rectangular shape until it vanished into a smaller, flatter shape. A carving knife, hmm? Had he met another carpenter? In his experience- mainly with Hadley, of course- carpenters tended be very good with their hands. A quick grin flitted across his muzzle.

"A carving knife, hmm? We have a carpenter back in Casa. Perhaps he could trade you a new one," Sebastian suggested. Getting Leviothan to meet Hadley could be highly beneficial for everyone involved. Particularly if Sebastian was also involved. Sebastian was quite sure they would all get along extremely well.

As Levi slid his hand up to rest just beneath the Italian's shoulder blades, Sebastian shivered slightly as Levi dug his claws into his skin and fur just a little. He liked that. He moved the hand on Levi's pocket up along his side, running from his hip to just under his arm. He tugged the bigger man just a little closer, standing hip-to-hip beside him.

"Shall we get started picking your things up?" he asked mildly, appearing as though there was nothing unusual about their current position. "Or do you plan on carving whatever you are planning on carving first, hmm?"
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Leviothan Moonbreaker
I live for those in my pack, to see them prosper, to see them create. But I also live to see that they live. To create for them.
"Jazper, hmm.. Can't say I've heard of him," he announced silently, his grin running farther then the eye could see. Literally, because he'd slightly turned his head a different angle. With a few moments to spare, Leviothan led Sebastian, through touch, toward a few of the valuables he'd lost when taking the tumble. He shifted uneasily for a moment at the sight of the sword before his face seemed to once again light up. He could feel Sebastian's tail slightly batting against his own. The feeling was pure ecstasy in the form of a simple touch. And when he looked toward the foxy wolf, he caught a smile instead of a hint of surprise. "Maybe I'll have to see about trading some of my works with your pack. Do you know whether or not the Cercatori d'Arte are on good terms with them? I wouldn't want to be attacked for coming close to the borders."


A few moments seemed to pass as Sebastian felt up his pocket, trailing his fingers and hand along his carving knife. Despite that, any one who happened to look at the two would see something far different. However, he had long since lost his nutters and he couldn't foresee exactly what was to happen. Eventually, though, he spotted Sebastian's quaint grin, a slight crook to the fiery wolf's neck taken just a moment later. Leviothan's eyebrow had risen some, but for now, his ears had gone half mast. How could they not? Sebastian was utterly close to somewhere he'd never come close to being touched. Despite his budding sexual maturity. Finally, even as his cheeks grew darker, he spoke though his voice came out slightly strained. "Yes. I work with a lot of wood. In fact, it's my specialty. I have this water basin modeled after a few wolves' hands and it's turned out so great that I think I'm going to make my own shop for my works."


Needless to say, he hadn't expected to hear about another carpenter, if that was what Leviothan really was. But the fact that there could be another knife involved seemed to peak the young wolf's interest. He drew nearer to Sebastian, turning just slightly so that he could stand face to face and for a moment, with the confidence that he normally managed to retain in league for his pack, Leviothan stepped closer and very slowly let the trickling sensation of his tongue meet with the side of Sebastian's face. "I'll have to make sure to do that. Maybe you could take me there after we're done with this? I'm heading toward Casa anyway. I want to see what kinds of wood are around. Maybe your carpenter could help me in that respect?" Leviothan smiled for a moment before once again returning back to the position he'd been in, had having never left the top of Sebastian's shoulder blades. For a long moment, he waited to see what Sebastian would say. Whether he'd turn down that idea or not.


Eventually, though, he felt himself tugged closer to Sebastian via his hand which had moved over his muscular sides, up the bottom of his arm. "Let's finish this. Then maybe we can see about giving you a reward. After all, I can't just let you go off without something in return for your help. I'll start on the carving. You can pick up the items I tossed when I fell. Fair enough?" He didn't say anything about their position. After all, he'd barely met any other men, other then his father and his mother's husband, but then he was too young to really understand his sexuality. Something that had been peaking over the last few months, despite his immaturity in the subject. This was all new to him, unexplored lands that he couldn't quite just yet. Without a sound, his hand dipped lower until setting right at Sebastian's tail bone.


Whether done on purpose, or simply allowing it to happen, Leviothan didn't seem to mind what he'd just done. He waited fitfully for Sebastian's reply before slipping free to move toward a group of fallen, thick branches that didn't seem too overly dried.
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