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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jun 29, 2009 21:14:36 GMT -5
Ah....gah...DANG this HURTS!
He blinked, the darkness fuzzying the outlines of his vision. More forcefully now, he peeled his lids back and glared at the blazing sunlight that greeted him. Ugh...why is...that yellow thing...so friggin bright?!?!
The plan was to be nocturnal. Well, the plan also was to not be seperated from Flame.
Around him, he saw wide, dipping fields and valleys, all littered with tall, flowering grasses. A butterfly fluttered cheerfully past him, probably laughing in time with its wingbeats. That is...if butterflies even could laugh.
How the hell did I get here....and what's wrong with my head?
Images of a wild shaking wooden shack came to mind. He believed his pretended "father" figure, Bloodsbane, was dancing with a mop in a corner--or at least the word 'mop' seemed appropriate, though he was uncertain how he comprehended this word. Pelts of all colors were blended together, wolves of all sorts in a sort of line dance, music blaring from speakers bigger than his entire body, something about trying to get a date with this girl and--
WHAM.
"...please don't tell me some chick threw me in this...this flowerfield?"
Crap, did I think that out loud...?
"UGH! I'm in SO much trouble..."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jun 29, 2009 21:55:07 GMT -5
((lmao XD perfect))
A blur shot across the scene, sunlight glaring down at the exposed creatures of the plains as daylight roared to life. A swath of blackish blue fur whipped behind the speeding figure, its speed skillfully quick as it navigated expertly through the meadow.
A good run is all I need; get away from my duties and relax for a bit... after that run-in with Steigen's handiwork, I'm desperate for some time off.
Slowing her pace to a casual loping, the figure revealed herself to be a female fae, her limbs thin and her frame compact. A single blotch of white, somewhat resembling a heart, distorted the fur of her chest. She appeared completely at ease.
Or, rather, would have been completely at ease, if it weren't for the booming disruption of another wolf shouting.
"...please don't tell me some chick threw me in this... this flowerfield?"
"Huh?"
Kasa paused, swiveling about to stare in the direction of the noise. She assumed a defensive pose, protective in case the wolf intended to cause harm. Hey, you never know!
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jun 29, 2009 22:15:20 GMT -5
Death sprang to a stand in an instant, eyes wide and bulging as Kasa whirled at him. She took up a defensive stance immediately, her eyes suspicious. He drew back with a stumble, stuttering nonsense and moving his mouth up and down without saying anything of substance. "Uh...er....well, you see, I just kinda woke up here, and I don't know if we actually knew each other or anything....were you at some...er...wolf party thing or...um...no, just, nevermind...."
Then the second thing dawned on him: his appearence. She would probably be freaking out in .5 seconds when he realized he was rather transparent and paled.
"Er....I'm sick! I'm terribly terribly diseased. I think my brain is muddled...er....see, I was...um...hunting with my sister, and...then I just showed up here....I have...er...I have a disease that causes redeye and paling of the skin!"
He blinked, his collection of words jumbled and somewhat amusing. His tail dropped slightly, ears back. How pathetic is this. I used to be evil and now I'm scared to death of females!
"Er....hi, my name is Daaaa-Danny. My name...is...um, Danny, what's yours? You're really pretty, by the way."
Just throw that it for good measure. Hopefully she doesn't kill you...again. Because then Rhain will kill you, too. And Flame. And somewhere down the road Lupus probably will, too....well, it's not like she's not pretty, she is....UGH CONSCIENCE JUST SHUT UP!
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jun 29, 2009 22:36:18 GMT -5
Kasa slowly raised a brow, completely unprepared for the stream of words that flowed from Death's open mouth. Her mind was immediately distracted by the slur of speech, and it was only a few seconds after Death claimed that he was ill that she noticed the abnormal transparency that engulfed his entire figure.
"My name...is...um, Danny, what's yours? You're really pretty, by the way."
It took a full minute for Kasa to process what Death had said, and when she finally regained control of her jaws, she sharply dipped her head down (in a sort of unimpressed nod) and replied.
"Whatever you say, Danny."
She then pulled out of her defensive position, but remained vigilant and wary in case he decided to lash out at her.
"I am Kasa... and as for the compliment, thanks. But if you're looking to score, keep looking, 'cause I'm not that kind of girl."
She tilted her head slightly, peering at him with a certain interest. I've heard of a lot of wolves, but one with red eyes? I don't know who this dude is... and that's not usually a good thing. And as for being sick? I doubt it, but I guess I'll let it slide for now...
"Where you from?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jun 29, 2009 23:26:12 GMT -5
He winced as she blinked skeptically at him. He drew back slightly, a little paranoid. Oh, crap....I probably blew it....well, I could've said my name is Death. That would be blowing it....so I guess it's not a total wipeout.
"Er...I'm sorry, I'm just really disoriented....I honestly don't know what happened at all," he woofed with a heavy sigh. "Oh...er...don't worry, I'm really not that kind of guy at all. Just observant....well, selectively observant. Haven't seen a wolf named Flame, recently, have you? That's my sister."
She's a loner, probably won't think Flame's name is all that special. Gosh, I hate having to lie about my name...'Danny' is pretty lame, too...
He offered her a crooked half-smile, a forced curve of his maw. When was the last time I really smiled for a living wolf? Flame doesn't count.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jun 29, 2009 23:45:14 GMT -5
The ebony fae was unable to prevent a small smirk as the brute struggled to provide answers. "Hmm... you're weird." She smiled as she said it. Good quality, really... he seems harmless. She exhaled sharply in soft laugh, amused by his "selective observations".
"No, I don't seem to recall a Flame. What does she look like? Red pelt, maybe? I've crossed a few wolves with the coloring, but they were closer to pack terra... say, did you hit your head or something?" She took a single step closer to Death. "Unless you're disorientated because of your, uh, illness? Well, unless you overdosed on wolfnip or something... that would also explain it."
Heh, I remember days when I had one too many... hahaha, what a riot!
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jun 30, 2009 12:02:54 GMT -5
Death raised a brow at her as she stepped forward slightly.
"Weird'? I've been called a lot of things in life, but I don't think 'weird' was ever one of them," he woofed, mood relaxing as the initial interrogation stopped. Well...it was really me just scrambling to say something before I was attacked -- not that I lost my battle skills -- but this is a peace core journey. Don't need to be stirring up rivalries with the natives.
He nodded as she described Flame. "We were by the Twilight Lake the other night....ah, I'll scent her out after sanity and I get some counseling." He wrinkled his nose and stretched, arching his back and each hind leg in turn. He yawned widely, rows of eerie fangs twinkling in the light. Oh crap! Better close that! His jaw shut quickly, his yawn cut in half and uncomfortably sliding down his windpipe once more.
"Mmm wolfnip..." in this dream world of blurry images, Death at the bar would most definitly have a wide arrangement of the potent herb.
"Yeah, I think you're right, there was definitly wolfnip involved. I am sick, though -- I'm clearly not albino, and I'm stuck with redeye. Eh. Maybe it'll go away or something..."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 9, 2009 14:04:14 GMT -5
She chuckled softly after he finished speaking, only hesitating when he opened his maw (revealing his rows of fangs), but relaxing when he closed them. “You’re funny, too,” she noted. Taking another step closer, she peered at his eyes, inspecting them with her own sapphire orbs. “Hmm… either you have a freakishly strong case of redeye—in which case, I would run to the nearest Healer you can find—or you were born with red eyes.”
Kasa yawned a little.
“To tell you the truth, neither would surprise me… I’ve met stranger wolves with stranger conditions.” She paused, swishing her tail to one side. “Although… if it was wolfnip… well, it was probably worth it.” She grinned. “Can’t beat the feeling of wolfnip, and this area is loaded with the stuff!”
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 9, 2009 14:17:35 GMT -5
Death hesitated, breath catching slightly. Born with red eyes? Hell, let's just go with that! It's bad enough I have to lie about my name, I'm not gonna pretend to be some sort of leper.
"Yeah, you're right, actually, it's just most wolves freak when they see me -- I'm not sick, that I know of, I kind of just float around looking like this all the time," he shrugged, relaxing slightly. Okay...glad I got that out of the way.
Wait...loaded in wolfnip?! This flower field deals drugs?!?! Why didn't she say so sooner! "So these are magic flowers?" Death murmured, engaged in a wide-eyed stare with a clump of floral grass. He blinked towards her and grinned. "You busy, or do you want to be wizards for the day?"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 9, 2009 14:39:43 GMT -5
"Hehe, thought so... I've never seen anyone with a case of redeye quite that bad. And, well... you seem rather upbeat, for a sick wolf."
At his exclamation about wizards and magical plants, Kasa burst into laughter.
"Well, seeing as I now know that you're not contagious... sure, why not? It's my day off, anyway." She was only half-joking at her last sentence, but grinned anyway. "...hmm... you sound kind of surprised that this field has wolfnip. Well, why did you think it's so happy, flowery, and sunny here? Wolfnip, my friend... it's all about the wolfnip."
She turned, nose to the ground as she tracked the ever-elusive plant. The familiar scent was meshed with a million other odors (there were plenty of flowers), but the scent remained. And it was close... she headed for a clump of weeds in search of the lupine drug.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 9, 2009 15:07:39 GMT -5
Death snuck a sideways smile at her, tail giving a slight wag. Well, really, how am I even supposed to work on our mission if I don't know the terras and the wolves, anyway? I'm doing research....or at least that's what I'll tell Flame when I get back, whenever that is. Haven't really seen her since that whole deal with Rhain and Lupus....er...don't really want to talk about that, either.
At her remarks on the meadows' quality of life, he dipped his head with fresh understanding. "Makes perfect sense -- no wonder the pack wolves have so much drama 'n crap! They don't have enough wolf nip!" He shook his head sadly, then, too late, wondered what Kasa thought or knew of the packs. Oh, well....maybe I can at least ask her what she knows about Blood Mist this way. But then he saw it...
Stealthily, he stalked the bushel, eyes wide headlights blinking down the plant. He moved with precise will and sharp precision, moving as only a wolf who'd lived, died, and was living again moved....very dramatically, of course. With a great leap, he pounced. Snaring the herb in his teeth, he tore, the roots erupting from the earth with the stems and flowers. Merrily, he chomped into it, ignoring the clump of dirt that hung from the bottom of the plant.
"Mmm...wolfnip...."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 9, 2009 15:30:24 GMT -5
"I thought the same exact thing... those packwolves don't know what they're missing," Kasa agreed. She didn't disapprove of packwolf ways like many of her rogue counterparts, but she wouldn't go out of her way to praise them. Sometimes, wolves need to learn to kick back and take it easy!
She surprised herself by continuing to giggle as she watched Death, unable to prevent that bubbling sound of delight from escaping her throat. Okay, it's now official... he's not a threat. No dangerous rapist serial killer would EVER stalk wolfnip like that!
"Hehe, leave some for me!" Kasa laughed, trotting casually over to another clump of wolfnip and yanking it from the ground. She settled down with her catch just across from Death, gnawing on the stem and leaves, and sighing happily at the scent and taste.
"And to think, this huge field is covered with patches of this stuff... we keep going like this, we'll be singing and dancing like idiots by nightfall." She paused between ever couple words to nibble on the plant.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 9, 2009 17:38:26 GMT -5
Death felt relief exhale through his lungs. Eh, well, I guess all loners are different, even though I haven't spent much time amongst them myself. Which is weird, becuase I practically was a loner way up in Twilight...well, an amateur one at that. At least now I learn the tricks of the trade! But Kasa's easy pass of the packs drew Death away from the subject even more than her rejection of them would've. Well, either that or the wolfnip wasn't slacking off at the workplace today.
"Mmmm well, don't worry, it won't be there in the morn-ing!" Death sang cheerfully, a stream of giddy giggles following his words. Ahh this stuff tastes waaay better than I remembered it...which is funny, because if my faulty memory is correct, then I had this stuff not too long ago...huh. "Huh. We look like hillbillies, don't we?" Death padded over to a small puddle beaneath a tree, the plant hanging shamelessly from his maw. "Well, I suppose we should have twangs, then, if we're hillbillies..." he thought aloud.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 9, 2009 17:51:15 GMT -5
"Hillbillies? Okay, I was wrong... you're not funny. You're ridiculous!" Kasa continued to giggle, which was becoming noticeably easier to do. The wolfnip is working already? Oh, well... figures. DEAR LUPUS, THIS STUFF ROCKS!!
Dropping the now destroyed and thoroughly gnawed clump of wolfnip, Kasa rose to her paws and followed Death, noticing the puddle almost immediately and already planning the mischievious things she could perform with water.
In the end, she decided to play it simple, and splash Death in the face using her paw.
"Oops," she woofed innocently, obviously not at all sorry for splashing him. Her grin proved her lie.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 9, 2009 21:37:22 GMT -5
Still deep in contemplation of his hillbilliness, cold water sprayed towards Death's face. He froze, the droplets evaporating almost as soon as they touched his pelt, small streams of smoke going up with the water. He shook himself, hoping Kasa would pass it as shaking the water off and laughed a little uneasily, whipping a pawful of water in her face as well. Okay, that was a little weird...I suppose it has to do with my connections with Hellfire, though. Huh. Funkified...I wonder what would happen if I were in a BUNCH of water?
He sped off, dismissing the incident with the water and bounding away from Kasa into the fields, shimmering with warmth under the summer sun. He turned his head back over his shoulder, wondering if she would chase him. Without hesitation, he snagged another clump of wolfnip and began to chew ravenously, sitting neatly across the field, watching what Kasa would do. "Run, run as fast as you can! You can't catch me, I'm the wolfnipman! HEH HEH!"
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
