Don't Hassle the Hoss

Charm Sawtooth · 07-26-2011, 11:35 PM

WC:3+

She was now in a pack and she had a rank and a place to stay. Whether or not she placed her-self in the house, or found a nice little bit of land to dig her-self a den and call that home, she had yet to make that choice. Though the female knew that she was still new in these lands, she wanted to go around and meet some of the members of the other lands. The calico female found the marker of the pack lands, her nose had lead her to the wall that had brought her to the unseen wall that she knew ever so well to keep on the one side of that. The one tan paw stopped, as she stood there upon her two legs, the shifted female ran her tan paw over her tightly woven braid, a hair was not out of place of the warriors hair. She had to wait and that was killing her, she wanted to know if any of her blood ran in though these lands. She knew that she had family that ran though the lands, who they where and were they where was a question she was still on a mission to figure out.
Charm knew after this she would take a trip though the old human ruins and go looking for a proper weapon, she was thinking she wanted to smaller daggers, one for each hand, oh the things she could have. She was no longer that pup that her Aunt made her train with a wooden staff. She was an adult on her own and she had been trained and warned over and over again about how to find the right one. The female smiled softly as her mind flashed back to her Aunt, and how she was able to make her fingers and hands make the words that the two shared so quickly, it was the only way the two learned to talk back and forth.

Sky Rhiannon · 07-26-2011, 11:56 PM

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WC:000+ - Sky gives the usual creepy witch-doctor greeting, with added sadism because Charm's not a loner. xD

The variously marked stranger was lucky. D'Arte's medic happened to be out and about at that point, checking for any new herb patches and generally wasting time chattering to herself. She had been arguing with her 'voices' about something mundane when a new scent drifted by on the breeze, bringing her and her mind to an immediate halt. Who's that? The softer voices whispered to her in stereo, the voices of her departed sons. Don't bother with it. The darker voice chided, uncaring and cold, her personal demon. Probably just some passer-by.

It's... probably a visitor or joiner. I should check it out. She murmured back hesitantly, looking rather lost for a moment. We can't let Skye get angry with us, One of her 'sons' muttered softly. She'd be furious if we let a joiner turn away. The other finished for the first.

Fine. Go check it out. Who knows, maybe we'll get to chase away an intruder this time. The darker voice gave, wavering back into the depths of her mind after to keep silent. The two 'boys' kept quiet too, as she moved out of her daze and off to check out the new and unknown scent.

The closer she got, the more she began to realize that the scent belonged to a female and to a pack. As she came within viewing range, she noted that the girl reminded her of someone... though who, she couldn't be sure. Her scent was a fresh and slightly faded Dreamer's, meaning she'd travelled quite a ways to get to D'Arte's borders. Not too far, but a few hours of walking anyway.

Sky emerged out of the plantlife like a shadow in her black tunic and brown capris, her black boots worn on her feet making little sound as she walked. Well, well... what brings a Dreamer to d'Arte lands? She mused almost coldly, lurking around to face the girl, tail perked and ears forward, eyes as cold as ice and giving nothing away. And with no announcement that you're here... you weren't planning on intruding, were you? Sky's mouth curled into a smile, a wide and sadistic one that showed off her teeth but didn't look much like a snarl or grimace. Simply intimidation attempts, and good ones if mixed with the sick and beautiful voice of the young song-weaver.

Charm Sawtooth · 07-28-2011, 12:34 AM

OC: You asked for it! WC:3

The female stood there as her fingers traced over the bride in her hair, each stand had to be in its place, and if it was not she would have no other choice but to undo her hair and re-braid it. She liked it nice and tight. Charm was a small bit of a perfectionist, things had to have their own place, and she did not put up with any one moving them. Just one of the ticks that made her work and made Cassiopeia Charm Sawtooth, just who she was. The female was please feeling every strand was in place, she couldn’t have a messy sloppy mane when going around meeting new people.

Soft sounds upon the ground made the new Dreamer jump, she wanted to take a fighting stance, knees bent one hand up to block her face, and the other one bent down a bit to block her chest and knock away any other arm that would be flying at her, only because she was so jumpy being this close to claimed lands. She didn’t though her father would have had her ear in his mouth with his teeth gnawing away on it. She didn’t not want to bring shame to the family name, well not till they got to know her. The female looked down to the ground as she went down to a knee, resting one of her arm that was bent upon her bent leg. ”Sorry Miss. So close to the Dreamers, and as new as I am. I came to explore and learn more about the packs that we live near. “ Her fingers signed the letters to each word feverishly as she stranded in the pose that she knew to be respectful of another pack member ever so close to their land.

Sky Rhiannon · 07-28-2011, 12:53 AM

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WC:000+ - Sky's craaazy.

Sky found endless amusement in the girl's instant respect. It was a breath of fresh air for the experienced girl, one that doubled as a temptation; such instant and great respect was reckless in her eyes. Even when visiting, Sky believed a girl should be ready for a rude welcome. Not keeping eyes low and bent at such an unbalanced angle. The girl spoke in a very respectful tone, proper and professional... and Sky assumed the signs were made in the same manner. She caught on easily that the girl was using sign language, though judging by the clerity of her voice, not for herself.

Stand up. You look like a begger. Sky scolded, her tail flicking. You're not in any trouble if you're not here to cause it. Relax. She paused a moment... then smiled, though her eyes didn't match the sweet expression, still cold as ice. The name's Sky. I'm d'Arte's medical girl. The Guaritore. She took a moment to look the girl over, chewing on her lip rings thoughtfully as she did. The girl wasn't bad looking but judging by the build of her, she was old. Older than Sky, at least. So you're here to learn the basics about d'Arte, huh? I see no problem with that. We're on good terms so it'll be on your head from both sides if you cause trouble.

And Crimson Dreams has never sent out spies before, as far as I know. They have no reason to. Those dogs have it made. Chimed in the darker voice from before, almost in an envious tone. And their leader! Fine looking shadow, she is. Sky frowned at the lecherous tone in her head, feeling almost insulted that one of her 'voices' would be so tasteless. I'd tap that. The voice's last comment coaxed a slight twitch out of the medic, ears flicking back as if bitten by a fly or stung by a bee. She muttered under her breath in another language, probably Swahili, telling the voice to shut up in much ruder words.

Charm Sawtooth · 07-28-2011, 08:25 AM

OC: Which one? LOL <3 WC:3+

Charm had not thought that not only does she stand for the family name, but now she was a pack member of the Dreamers, she had to mind her manners for them also. Not like that was hard, she had no issues to take a knee or to bow her body when the time was right, however the spunky calico female had no issues in self defense when the time came. However she knew then it was okay to use her hands for fighting and when to use them for soft touches. Upon the darkly dressed female’s command the calico she-Dreamer stood up as she brushed off her knees, then bringing her hands together brushing them together then her hands ran up and down the side of her legs. ”Thank you Miss.” The Sawtooth female shifted her ears upon her head to more upright, her tail gave a mild flick to show that she was thankful to be able to stand up. The short she wolf extended her hand out to the female that said her name was Sky.”Charm Sawtooth, pleased to meet you.” The female offered her own name in a relaxed, but happy tone of voice.

She gave a nod, ”Yes Miss! I understand Miss. “ Charm chimed in as the female told her that if anything was to happen it was her fault, and purely her fault. ”Please if you don’t mind, how long has this pack been around? What is the reason for its founding’s? What does it stand for?” The hands kept sighing, the female looked down to her hands as they kept going, as the she Sawtooth gave a small smile as she lifted up her hand that was signing and giving it a shake. ”Sorry old habit!” She chuckled, she couldn’t help it she was still trying to break her-self of that habit.

Sky Rhiannon · 08-05-2011, 12:31 AM

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WC:000+ - Follow me back to my happy home, little girl~ ;D

Sky smirked. Charm Sawtooth, huh? She'd heard of that last name once... another wolf, one she hadn't actually met, had been mentioned with it. Maybe they were related? Who cares? Listen to the girl, you dolt. Scolded one of her voices, the darker one. She blinked and tuned back in as Charm started asking questions.

How long have we been around? Oh, almost a year or so now. We were formed in October of last year by Skye Collins... and Shawchert Menue. Her voice cracked a bit at the mention of her ex-fiance. She still hated talking about him, so she very quickly moved on. D'Arte was founded for anyone wishing to join a more creative and laid-back family. It didn't work out as planned, mind you. Recently we've made Trading a huge part of our society, but Art is still the main focus. I double as a Tragediografa, myself. That is, I'm an entertainer of sorts. I sing.

She blinked, then moved on to the next question, though it had been somewhat explained already. We stand for unity, creativity and safe living for any canine willing to work for it. We're also probably the most diverse pack when it comes to different bloodlines and family names. There's no real ruling family here, unlike say Crimson Dreams or Anathema.

Once that was explained, Sky decided to turn and walk back towards Thornbury, rather randomly actually. She waved her hand for the other to follow, her mood having calmed since the questions had been asked. Come on. We'll go back to my place and talk over tea. I'm tired of standing and the ground's filthy. She didn't want to get dirt on her jeans.

Charm Sawtooth · 08-06-2011, 11:31 AM

The she Sawtooth hung on every word that the female spoke of. She wanted to learn so much about the packs that lived around her, that she had to ask question and she hoped that in return they would deal with her and answer her questions. This lady in front of her seemed to have been respectful and taken her stupid game of twenty questions and was given her the answer that might quench her thirst to know about these lands. The calico she wolf would sure to be there for this Sky if she ever needed her. After all a fair trade for providing her with all the information that she had wanted.
A twist of a brown ear upon the black and white head when the voice cracked, there was something about that name, that bothered the female and Charm was sure to figure out more about this male that had made this strong figured female voice shift and crack. There was no more lingering onto that name, it didn’t even take the female two seconds before she moved on to the next question that was talked about. Charm had never had a broken heart, she had always been the type to use them and loose them. There were never any feelings for them or anything like that. She would always invite a male over to her den once and a while, just so that her Aunt Charm would say she had been courting other males. It was something she did to make the family happy.
The lady gave a nod, as the brown lady in front of her told her more and more about the pack, Charm was loving to know more about the lands that she lived near, while the female turned and started to walk away from the Sawtooth female, then there was a motion of her hand to follow, the Dreamer wasted no time at all following her. There was the offer for tea, the Sawtooth lady curled up her face, she had never heard of tea, so this would be rather, interesting to say the least. The brown and white legs moved upon the ground following the female that went by the name of Sky.

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