Vivere è bello

Silvano Sadira · 11-02-2011, 12:53 AM

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For anyone, set in the afternoon

Silvano had decided today he would brave heading north to Halifax, taking the long amount of time needed to travel there, but it was such a long journey. His two daggers were on his waist, which was feeling heavier than usual with the presence of the two weapons. It was hard, though, to separate with them now. War was over, fighting done, but still the worry remained. His mindset was still in self-defense mood, and he could hardly be faulted for that. He had been almost stabbed in his own home, and almost had the girl he cared for stolen before his very eyes. What was he supposed to feel, happy as a clam?

He paused under a willow, a quiet pond bubbling happily where small streams fed into it. The smell of fall was so thick in the air he could hardly smell the weather; he had no idea if it was going to rain or if snow was on its way. But he knew that it was still a little bit warm, even though the breeze was terribly chilly when it blew. It would have been nice to take out Heritage, but the colt was still almost untrained, and he was unfit to ride; he was not yet strong enough to carry passengers and lighter loads were the only thing he could carry. Silvano sighed, slipping against the trunk of the tree, his back pressing against the rough texture. Maybe it was a stupid idea to go the City, it was already midafternoon adn he had hardly gotten himself anywhere.

Anya Valeska · 11-15-2011, 03:44 PM

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It was a typical day for the young mother wolf, out exploring with her pup. She often traveled up and down the riverbanks to navigate through the forests. Originally, he was taken out to be taught a few lessons in hunting. However, his little escapades had turned into a day of mischief. He had already picked a fight with a fox over some left over scraps, earlier that morning. There was no telling what he would be up to now. He was running a few paces ahead of her when the pup, tongue hanging out with exhaustion, plopped down onto the grass, alongside an old tree trunk. Anya walked up to little one to nuzzle him briefly, before deciding that it would be time to find them an evening meal.

She leaned down, licking the side of his cheek to bid farewell and rest assured of the pup's protection under the shaded forest trees. She traveled up the riverbank, catching the scent of anything to make prey. She wasn't particularly a picky eater, willing to eat whatever there was to catch. Suddenly, in the tall grasses, a muskrat made a quick attempt to make haste, when Anya quickly pounced the helpless animal. She held on firmly with her teeth as it squirmed in her grasp. Setting it down on the ground, she placed a paw upon its belly and caught it by the throat, cutting off its air supply as it eventually died, hanging limp in her mouth. The warmth of its fresh blood pulsing had made her mouth nearly drool while she made her way back to her son.

Anticipating her arrival, the young pup released a loud 'yip', tail wagging in excitement. Watching him indulge himself for a brief moment, her work wasn't yet over. She still had to hunt for herself and with the little one's belly full, he begun to doze off, leaving her for another opportunity to get some food. She made her way back up the riverbank, with hopeful optimism, when she spotted someone resting against a tree. Being so quiet, she had barely noticed him. He was a rather large, tall luperci and with a glimpse of a bright shiny blade against the sunlight, she was aware of the weapons. At first, fear had caught her, causing her to freeze in his presence. She had to protect her son at all costs. She stepped closer to the mysterious male, ears forward, teeth baring, releasing a low growl.
"What brings you here?"

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Silvano Sadira · 11-15-2011, 03:58 PM

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He was still sitting underneath the tree, taking in the scenery as his mind processed it. It was quite lovely out, though the man could feel the weather changing. Winter was coming, that was for certain. It was always coming. His pelt was slowly starting to get thicker, keeping the temperature even for him, though he could see his breath in the mornings, rather easily. The golden leaves dappled light over him, making him look even more mottled than ever. If that was even possible, considering the pattern of his pelt already.

Silvano was not paying any attention. He did not feel afraid. He was armed, and he was definitely a tall one. He was strong and he was young, so he was not remotely afraid of anyone, especially after the war. He had killed once and he was well aware he had the strength and ability to do it again. Nothing scared him. But he was alone. If Giselle had been with him, he would have been more cautious. Regardless, his black obsidian daggers were more than enough warning.

Snapped out of his revere, the man saw a woman approach him, on all four legs. It was a form he did not much care for, having preferred his two legged form. She growled at him, which the man disregarded completely as he looked at her. "Nothing?" he said, wondering who she was. "I'm just enjoying the scenery." Her attitude was strange, considering that he was not doing anything to warrant such behavior. What right did she have to bare her teeth and growl at a stranger doing nothing?

Anya Valeska · 11-15-2011, 08:28 PM

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She, too, could hear the cold winds howling through the trees, sending a shiver up her spine. Sensing the deep pain in his voice, her demeanor had changed, noticing the warrior not so much as move a muscle at her acknowledgment. With a new found respect for him, she took a step back, lowering her head in submission. "I'm sorry for troubling you.. One must defend their pup at whatever costs.." She laughed softly, trying to lighten the current situation. In truth, she was embarrassed and ashamed of her actions. She had often made the mistake of mistrusting those who've crossed her path. She had lost much and had been betrayed by those she's loved.

Anya took a moment to watch the autumn leaves fall into the water, golden and translucent in color against the sun. Caught in somewhat of a trance, watching the glistening reflections is when she too, agreed that the forest scenery was indeed beautiful. She could also see that this particular river was full of nice fish to catch. Before heading back to return to her hunting, the wolf looked back to observe the male resting against the tree. That's when she clearly noticed that he was all by himself. Anya had let her curiosity take hold of her.She sat down on the grass, still keeping her distance from the stranger, yet close enough to form some sort of trust."Why is it that you travel alone?" Asking him now, in a more calm, gentle way.

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Silvano Sadira · 11-17-2011, 10:23 PM

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Silvano peered at the woman had with her, wondering how on earth she thought him a danger to her child. He couldn't even spot the young one, not even smell it, so how could he have been a threat to her offspring? The Sadira shrugged it off slightly, sighing heavily at her words. "I'd believe that." His mother had been so distraught when one of her children had been killed under her nose. Denali had not even been of her or Kansas' blood. Denali was not a blood brother, but he was still a brother, and a son to his mother. His loss ripped her apart, at the time when Artemis was lying unconscious in her bed, growing weaker by the day. So, yes, he could understand the woman's concern, just not for seeing him as a threat.

The woman laid a ways from him, but close enough that it was obvious she had settled near him because of him. "Why?" The man pondered for a moment. "Why not?" There was nothing to fear out here, when he was not a threat to any despite his being armed. "I planned on going to the city but got too distracted to get anywhere." Silvano scratched at the back of his neck, knuckles brushing against the rough wood of the tree. He peered at the woman, wondering where she had left her child. "Where's that child of yours? Why do you travel alone with a kid?"

Anya Valeska · 11-19-2011, 04:56 PM

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The young female wolf blinked as the man spoke little words, his quietness a sound of such serenity, she thought. He certainly was a peaceful one. She smiled as the man mentioned her child. "Ah, yes..my son, Nikolas."

Standing to all fours, she turned, facing to the south and released an abrupt, strict bark into the air. Pausing for a brief moment, she waited and listened, standing perfectly still with her ears alert. From out of the tall grass, a soft padding noise from the ground could be heard. A small dark grey pup had appared, his little tail was wagging with anticipation and his mother came running forward to greet him. She licked the side of his cheek, once again reunited.

The clever pup soon realized that there was a stranger here present. Once he caught hold the scent, he turned to look. Not seeming much of a threat, this man was simply lounging alongside a tree. He soon returned to his mother a few feet away and sat down next to her. She looked down at her son as she spoke."This particular forest happens to be so peaceful and quiet, one could easily hear close to three miles away."

Anya was but a mere wolf, yet as one, she has maintained the skills the very same ancient wolves have perfected. She's learned how to hear every leaf fall to this earth, to every bird flying in the sky, above.Taking in the cold, cleansing, fresh autumn air, she took in a deep breath to refresh her heart, mind, body and soul. She lived in the moment, not carrying with her the burdens of the past and future.She returned her gaze back to the male.

"As to why we travel alone, well..Nikolas has never known his father.Our home was raided by a group of wolves. We've traveled long distances to make it here. Not all of us has had the opportunity to be born of luperci blood. You have many great resources and athleticism, making life and travel so much easier."

She sighed.Truly, the wolf admired the stunning hybrids, with their long, lean legs and smooth muscle. They were beautiful creatures and she wished that she could be one too. She just simply lacked the knowledge of how to become one.

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