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Post by tiny on Dec 23, 2008 2:12:33 GMT -5
Harlow let her eyes wander over the land. Didn’t seem to be anything moving. She relied heavily on her instinct, not having been this close to large groups of wolf’s before. She could smell them, only faintly but there was so many different scents. It excited her. Harlow’s ears flicked back and forth as she listened, not sure weather or not she should actually stand up and make herself known. At the moment she was lying in the snow, her fur making her just seem like another dirty patch that had fallen off a tree. Since meeting the other wolf’s a while back, Harlow wanted to meet more, she enjoyed their company and she had a thirst to know more about them. They seemed to civilized, she on the other hand was very much a creature of instinct and responded to danger or fear. Maybe she should have been a fox instead. Although she was lying in the snow, she was not cold, her tail wrapped around one side of her body was keeping her all snuggly and warm. A small whining noise emitted from Harlow as she re arranged her legs, wanting desperately to jump up and run around like a lunatic. Two things were stopping her though. One, either someone would see her think she was mad and attack her, two, there didn’t seem to be any body there anyway so there wasn’t really anyone to have a conversation with.
Harlow let her tail whip back around as she lifted her elf slowly off the ground, still lowered in a crouch. Her bright blue eyes swept the land before her. Harlow stepped forwards cautiously, as if testing to see f the ground would hold her up. Once satisfied there was nothing to pose a threat there she bounded forwards, jaw open, tongue lolling out to the side, much like that of a dog. In the open she stopped and sniffed, her nose moving as she did so. She could smell others, but she couldn’t see anyone else and that frustrated her more then anything. Lowering herself so she was sitting in the snow, Harlow let out a small sigh and sat, still as stone and waited, just waited to see what would happen.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 23, 2008 2:35:37 GMT -5
SNAP.
Time slowed, not a breath taken before a black brute, eyes flickering downward to see a broken tree limb beneath his paw, realized that his cover had been blown. The thick-pelted hare, with a remarkable girth despite the barren conditions of the nearby woods, sprung into flight at the sickening sound. The ebony-furred wolf fell in pursuit, but the chase was futile. The hare had long fled his grasp, and the lone wolf was left to thrive without another meal.
Just my luck...
Shaking himself briskly, he find the heady chase and rush of vigor at plowing down his prey beginning to ebb, and was so lost in his defeated hunger that he stumbled onto a rock, slick with the slush of the melted, first snowflakes of winter. He yelped, slipping on the stone and tumbling down a small hill, only to continue rolling his way into a tree, landing sideways with his face in the dirt... unaware of the she-wolf standing a few yards away.
...this just isn't my day...
((this guy's name is Athame XD just warning you that his name is pronounced "Ath-ah-may", because most people don't know how to say it X3))
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Post by tiny on Dec 23, 2008 2:58:11 GMT -5
. Harlow sat still for a while, the faint sound of a cracking hit her ears and she turned her head eagerly towards the noise. But she didn’t move. How was she to know if that was the snapping of a rock, a tree, maybe even someone’s skull? Either way, it excited her yet made her alert at the same time, the hairs on the back of her neck standing on end. Next thing Harlow knew, someone let out a yelp and came rolling down the hill. She stood up quickly in surprise and watched them continue to roll, stopping a few feet in front of her. Harlow lowered her head, watching the other being curiously. Face first in the snow. Wasn’t moving. Slowly, silently , she walked over, and tapped the other’s should with her nose, before taking a few quick steps back, watching curiously. This other being was black and didn’t exactly blend in with the surrounding. The fact they’d just rolled down a hill and landed face first in the snow was comical and she was holding in giggles, not wanting to have this other wolf turn out to be mean and snap at her if she laughed. That wouldn’t be a very good start to her first few days here.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 23, 2008 3:09:20 GMT -5
The sudden nudging of a mystery object against his shoulder blade startled Athame, sending a frigid tingling down his spine. He stiffened, noting that what had touched him (he was unable to see with his head in the dirt and slush) was wet, solid, and... soft. And warm.
Almost like a...
Athame broke free of the mound, shaking himself vigorously to rid himself of the muck that was smeared across his face. He then swiveled about to engage his would-be attacker, only to discover a femme inches away, a possibly curious gleam in her eyes.
...o snap.
"...uhh..."
He backed up into the tree, falling back. Luckily, the thick bark of the tree supported him as he gawked at the female, at a loss of what to do. He was a shy wolf by nature, and wasn't socialized... and humiliating himself in front of a stranger did not exactly land him in his ideal situation.
"...err... hi."
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Post by tiny on Dec 23, 2008 7:33:35 GMT -5
Harlow watched in anticipation. The creature before her stiffened, she could tell by the way it’s fur moved when he tensed. Lowering herself, she sat again, excitement shooting through her. Someone to talk to! Someone to be around, not to be by herself, if only for a few moments. Then suddenly the lump of fur was up and shaking. Harlow pricked her ears forwards in interest. Her tail thumping gently on the snow. The wolf was a male, short of startled by the look of it. She made no move, not yet anyway and watched as he got his bearings. The body language he gave posed no threat and so she figured there was no worry. Next thing, the silly creature was backed up into a tree and had fallen over again. Harlow let out a small laugh and stood up again, walking slowly, cautiously watching him the whole time. She didn’t speak often, for she had no one to talk to and her voice always sounded odd to her, it was soft, not seductive but soothing in a way. ”Are you alright?” her words were spoken quietly . Ears still perked forwards, Harlow moved so she was only a few inches in front of him and sniffed. His scent was defiantly one she’d picked up here. “Well hi there” it was always odd to feel the air rush out of her throat when she spoke . Harlow was not embarrassed of nervous, she didn’t really understand personal space or manners. “Why do you keep falling over, do you like the snow?” her voice once again soft, head cocked to the side as she watched him. If she’d have been able to smile, she would have
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Dec 31, 2008 4:16:49 GMT -5
Athame took a shaky paw and swiped it over his face, gently clawing away the snow that had become entangled between clumps of ebony fur. "Er... yeah, I'm alright... just forgot that I had legs for a moment there..."
Of course... I was raised an assassin. I've killed wolves. I ran away from my slave master. I escaped the Cult. And yet I still can't talk to people, let alone girls. That has failure written all over it.
"...well, sure. The snow is... well, it can be, uh, fun, I guess."
His speech was broken into nervous spurts of words, the normally anti-social brute finding himself locked in a conversation and unable to figure out a way to appear calm in this social situation. ...okay... she probably knows that somethings wrong with me... and I don't know what to say. Wait... there has to be something I could ask her...
"...erm... so, uh, what's your name?"
That's a good start, I guess...
((he's not a very good speaker X3))
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Post by tiny on Jan 1, 2009 0:17:45 GMT -5
Harlow watched patiently as the other wolf gathered himself, well wiped the snow off his face. She didn’t particularly like the snow, it was harder to hunt in and covered all the tracks. He seemed shaky, not really scared but just nervous perhaps? Harlow licked her lips, the urge to nudge him and see if he was still alive, but then he spoke. His words were all choppy, Harlow listened and gave a soft laugh, although her dial tilted in confusion “How do you forget you have legs?” the question was more sort of directed towards the sky, she was wondering how it was possible. Turning her attention back to the ebony wolf ,she lowered herself so she was lying down, the snow should have been cold but her thick coat prevented her from feeling the full effects of winter. “You going to get up, or just lay there?” she teased. Harlow wrinkled her nose “The snow is wet , and makes it hard to hunt I don’t think it’s very fun at all”. Something about him seemed off, wasn’t like he didn’t know how to talk, clearly he could but he kept pausing and stuttering. Maybe it was her, maybe she was scaring him but come on, she’s the least scary looking thing around, and she looks more like a big fluff ball. As he questioned her about her name, Harlow grinned ‘I’m Harlow, and you?”. A simple question but there still seemed to be something wrong “Are you sure your alright, you seem sort of, jumpy?”. Most people wouldn’t have pried but not having lived around other wolfs, she just sort of did and asked what she wanted when she wanted.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jan 1, 2009 2:13:42 GMT -5
Resting his muzzle gingerly on his paws, Athame looked up at Harlow. "Really? You don't like snow...? Well... I suppose that's a good point..." He spoke quietly, his shyness emphasized by his awkward demeanor. I doubt any other wolf in the world has these kinds of problems when they talk to other wolves...
"I'm Athame." He hesitated at her following inquiry, but managed to slur out a reply. "Me? No, I'm uh... I'm f-fine. Just, erm... just didn't get off to a good start this morning... feeling a bit paranoid, too, I guess..."
"Bad start"? I was avoiding the Cult and trying to save my life-- how lightly can I put it?
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