Broken Leash
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OOC here. /+000


The male's blunt command to eat relaxed Hadley immensely, allowing him to savor the fish he'd taken. The last one was ignored, most of his hunger filled. The large eagle strode towards Hadley, immediately making him nervous. At least she had warm eyes, even if they did have a sharp look to them. Hearing her words Hadley cocked his head curiously. Wounds that weren't physical. Nightmares, fear, shattered to the point of being unable to eat. That was him. Maybe she truly was correct that he had wounds, if not physical in nature.


The unfamiliar word confused the hybrid, and taking his cue from the bird he glanced over to the dominant wolf. Asking for luck? That was very peculiar. Then again, he'd been sure spirits weren't real, and here he was talking with one. Hardship coming from the north made perfect sense to Hadley, as he had traveled north to where he was captured. It was in the south he'd been set free again. Water as a healer also made sense. Unconsciously he found himself nodding along, agreeing with the words.


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Anatole was pleased to see that the other man seemed accepting of this proposition. He picked the ribbon up in his hands, and looked to the eagle. Being that he lacked the knowledge of proper words, the eagle would need to be the one to translate. He was slowly learning the language of his Tribe, but after living in a foreign, savage land for so long, this learning was slow. It was the eagle that spoke, but Anatole echoed her words in his own voice, lifting the ribbon as he did so.

Adanedi hia asgaya dohiyi, the Spirit spoke, Anatole’s deeper voice echoing her in time. He shifted his weight and reached for the other man’s arm. The wolf was careful not to touch the man yet; his motions indicated his intention to, but he wouldn’t want to spook the wolf. Ulisgolvtanv nasgi asgaya he'ga alihelisdi sanalei gvdodi nulinigvgv, the pair went on, and Anatole looped the ribbon around Hadley’s wrist as he spoke. He did this four times until it was taunt, and then tied it in a knot. Ulisgolvtanv nasgi asgaya kanvwodi.

Concluded, the eagle returned to Anatole’s side. She brushed against him, and he felt a surprising amount of warmth from the movement, but in the next moment she had taken off to the sky. The massive beating of her wings kicked the fire up, sending sparks flooding to the sky. The scout watched her go, green eyes following her dark shape until it rose high and faded out of sight.

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#23
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OOC he's never gonna take it off now


The blue ribbon was picked up, and Hadley watched with some curiosity, wondering what they were planning. A strange language he didn't understand filled the air, capturing the former slave and holding him completely still. His brown eyes focused intensely as the wolf moved towards the hybrid's arms. The movements were slow, assuring Hadley that they wouldn't hurt him, and Hadley allowed his arm to be taken, the ribbon being looped around.


It went a few times before being tied. The ceremony concluded the eagle brushed against her friend before flying into the air. Sparks flew, and he pulled away slightly from the fire. He was lucky that Amy hadn't decided that setting him on fire would be fun, though he had a feeling it had more to do with the fact that she wouldn't like the smell than anything else. Turning he looked at the male uncertainly. Will things b-be better now?


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