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 Posted: Sun Jul 26, 2009 5:20 pm
Callisto since his arrival had easily learned the forest like the back of his paw. He learned to communicate with the trees here and use the information he got from them to his advantage. As he wandered through the trees, his flowers sniffed the air, snapping at some bugs to eat them happily.
"It seems these are all hormone driven whelps..." Callisto hissed as he spoke about the others he recently met. "Seeing them even in a thousand years would be too soon."
He found a shade filled patch of flowers and laid down amongst them, being careful not to harm the younger beings. His own flowers happily blended in amongst them as he lowered his head to rest on his paws, watching all that went by.
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Posted: Tue Jul 28, 2009 5:38 pm
"Come back, butterfly!" The wolf totem, chirped, his bell hanging from his mouth. The wolf was light in colour, and similar to the head of the tribe Mateus. Other than the reason they looked alike, Deeren was also heir.
But not a very bright one.
He was somewhat quick to judge, unless the leader who gave everyone, literally, a chance. He wandered off a lot and somehow always annoyed Sanjah, the big northern wolf who acted as Mateus's bodyguard. An heir is, unfortunately, an heir however and the tribe head thought the little wolf had much potential.
Deeren stopped running after the butterfly when it rose too high in the air for him to have even a slight chance of catching it. He sighed but smiled. He liked it watching butterflies soar up high, it made him want wings, too.
He pawed along silently and happily. he knew Sanjah would probably come after him soon. He never disobeyed their leader. Ah well. He decided to enjoy the freedom of walking the cool forest.
His bell jingled along with him and he pranced about the path. "Oh I just can't wait to be kiiiiaaaah!" he tripped over his own four paws and landed face first on the gravel. "Owie..." he said silently, still lying on the path. he placed a paw over his muzzle where the ground broke his fall. "Owie!"
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 9:18 am
Callisto heard the annoying sound of a child's play, causing one of his flowers to hiss. Though this sprung a chance to play his cards right - much to his dislike. Slowly he surfaced from the bed of flowers he hid in and began creeping towards Deeren whom he had quickly learned from the trees and flowers, was to be the heir. How and why, Callisto didn't care of the details.
"...Are you alright?", the long haired male asked in a dark voice, gazing down at the younger. "You're not hurt, are you? That would be a terrible thing." He hid an evil smirk that was curling on his lips with a smile instead.
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Posted: Fri Jul 31, 2009 1:38 pm
Deeren sniffled and tried his hardest not to cry. What was an heir who was a baby?! He looked up at the grown wolf and blinked a few times. 'I...I should be.. I think so... Maybe..." Overreacting. It was just a mere scratch.
He slowly got his feet under his again and looked about.
Where was the path of dirt? Where was the carvings in the trees? The grass looked different...
"Oh no!" he cried suddenly. "That butterfly made me stray off path!" He bounced about and strained his eyes to see as far off as he could "Ah! Where am I?" his sudden bounce of pain and misery to fear and hyper could be startling.
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Posted: Mon Aug 31, 2009 3:06 pm
Callisto watched the delirious flailing state of the other, a sly smirk plastered to his muzzle. "Calm yourself, child..." His tone was soft and comforting - as much as he could bring himself to sound without making himself sick. "Let me see if you're injuries are fatal or not."
Slowly rising to his feet, his flowers hissed in reluctance as they wished to napped but obeyed the master they so loyally followed. Stepping towards Deeren, he examined the other with a mere gaze, noting there was hardly anything wrong with the child. "It seems you will be fine. In a hours you will hardly even remember that little scratch as it will begin to fade away." He smiled.
"Oh... Please do not place the blame on the butterfly..." the dark haired totem said while leaning closer. "You followed it willingly, did you not? You might have scared it, sending it into a panic much as you are now..." He frowned, purposely looking sad at the thought as the other continued to panic. "Relax, child..."
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Posted: Sun Sep 20, 2009 12:39 pm
Deeren scrunched up. "You talk funny..." he blurted. It was like Mateus's speech, but more elegant and full of mysterious undertones.
He licked his scratched paw. The blood matted into his fur and made it look worse than it was. Oh. The guys at home would surely be worried.
"Well! Maybe he wanted me to follow him! Maybe he wanted me to stray off path!" he tried to sound assertive, trying to hide his child side and impress the other. Make an impression as an heir!
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 7:43 pm
Callisto mused at the thought he talked funny. Intelligence was comedy now? Now that was the humorous part. This child had a lot to learn if he was to be an heir.
One of the flowers gingerly moved forwards, sniffing at the wound on the heir's paw. A mass of menacing teeth could be seen faintly as a wicked grin curled at its non-existent lips. The blood was quite enticing but it had to behave, soon choosing to nuzzle Deeren instead.
"It seems it's taken a liking to you." Callisto calmly spoke. He wanted to distill the aggression in the air. "And maybe the butterfly did wish for you to follow, but, most are rather shy and solitary creatures unless it's own species is the subject at hand."
There were the occasional 'playful' butterfly but Callisto believed that was just a tale people made up to make themselves feel better at the thought they were terrifying the poor creature.
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Posted: Tue Nov 03, 2009 9:38 pm
Deeren shuddered when the flower nudged him. It sniffed his wound, as well. Was it comforting him because he was hurt? Hopefully, he thought.
The heir looked up and the larger wolf. "It did. It told me to follow it." he said calmly, gradually getting uncomfortable with the flower near him. It was big and he thought he saw teeth! He hoped it wasn't like one of those sea creatures. Sanjah had talked about that were drawn to blood. "It told me to play. It must've just hatched from its ka-koom." Deeren nodded, pronouncing "cocoon" incorrectly. Unlike Mateus, he had a different power. One that was far more efficient in a battle than illusions.
"The butterflies talk to me all the time. And so do the bees!" he said happily, deciding the nudge the flower back so it would stop - it was creeping him out. "They talk to me all the time. But the others can't hear them, though. I think only kids can do it! Meaning I might not be able to hear them when I get older!" he fret. He learned a lot about the world around him from the wildlife.
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