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 Posted: Sat Mar 13, 2010 5:56 am
She wasn't expecting her mother to get there anytime soon.
With that weight off her mind, she was free to enjoy the steadily more northern areas with curious eyes and a sense of excitement. It was a nice little journey, or, perhaps, the start of her big adventure away. It wasn't like she wasn't old enough, and she'd been doing things on her own since she was small. There was no fear of something bad happening to her for, like all youth, she was indestructible and wise in everything. Adam had been gone for months now, and with no pack to have messengers bringing in news, and no lones to really be trusted, it wasn't as if she could hear anything from or about him unless he showed up himself.
So on she travelled, knowing she'd have to run into something or someone soon and enjoying the quiet of her simple life for as long as she could. And maybe she'd find Adam along the way, make sure that he was doing all right.
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 9:33 am
Verdauga plodded along, his hefty paws carrying him at a comfortable, yet quick pace. His tail shifted in a leisurely wag as he went and his head was held high. The afternoon was a nice one and, although it was still a wee bit nippy, spring was here and the warm months would soon follow.
He was still young, yes, and rapidly coming into his second summer in life, but he was large and of thick build and eager to mark his place in the world. Already, he had met several other wolves. There was a place they were to all meet come the start of the summer and he hoped they would show. While he left his family willingly before the winter, hardly even an adolescent, he was eager for companionship yet again and boy, did he have an idea for the future...
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Posted: Sat Apr 24, 2010 5:20 am
If she were anything other than a wolf, Mora probably would have run right into Verdauga's path. As it was, she pulled up short at a flash of color and turned her head to watch the male's progress towards her.
Interesting pelt.
There was no reason for her to call out to him, disrupt his day, but he looked to be around her age, at least, and she glanced down at her legs. She could take him or take off in the event of a fight. That was good enough.
"Going somewhere in particular?" She asked when he was close enough that she barely had to raise her voice.
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Posted: Wed Jun 16, 2010 2:19 pm
His ears twitched as a voice called out, and his eyes soon followed the direction in which the voice had come from. He grinned, hardly at all concerned at the sight of the other. She blended with their surroundings well, unlike he, as her pet was a natural green. She seemed to be about his age and that was just fine and dandy. He had grown quite confident in his ability to fight off others, but she seemed alright for now. Maybe it wouldn't come to that.
"Ach, none'n particular, m'dear. Jest goin' an' all, y'see. What of y'se'f, hmm?" He slowed to a stop, looking her over with bright, vibrant eyes.
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Posted: Fri Jul 09, 2010 7:26 am
Mora's ears perked forward, but that was the only sign that his odd accent had caught her interest. Her tail switched once as she puzzled out what he had just said, though it wasn't too difficult.
"Traveling," she conceded. "And looking for an old friend where I can."
She was still trying to decide how she liked being called "m'dear." She didn't know.
"I'm Mordariel." She introduced, to save her from having to think about it for the moment. She had gotten over her dislike of her name when she had left puphood. It had a cadence that suddenly seemed appropriate, though that didn't keep it from being ridiculously long. "Mora, to save time."
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Posted: Wed Sep 29, 2010 10:21 pm
"Mora it is, then" He bobbed his head lightly, a ghost of a grin on his gold flecked maw. He was still a young fellow, not yet knowing where his travels would lead him, but would be forever stubborn and set in his ways. While moving on appealed to him, so did conversing with this green-pelted creature that he had stumbled upon.
"Ol' friends? Y'hardly seem old 'nough 't 'ave ol' friends!" He chuckled lightly, as if it were a joke of some sort, but it wasn't. Not really. At least he didn't intend it to sound like one. His golden tipped ears swiveled atop his head, one cocking towards Mordariel, the other flicking here and there whenever a typical sound of the forest caught his attention. Alert would be the word, despite his seemingly careless appearance.
"Y'can't be much older 'n me, Mora, eh? Regardless, travelin's what we're both doin' when it comes down to it."
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Posted: Fri Dec 24, 2010 9:09 am
"Old enough to have known him as puppies," Mora explained. She paced forward, the black in her fur rippling and giving her even more the appearance of shadowed leaves. It didn't escape her that he hadn't offered her a name in return.
When she stopped, she had left enough room for personal space, but was close enough that they no longer had to raise their voices to speak. The yellow in his fur was poisonously bright against the purple, and Mora eyed his ears for a moment before redirected her slightly wary purple gaze to his face.
"I don't know how old you are, so I couldn't say." She could tell from his size and voice that he was probably correct, but she was feeling a bit contrary today. A second look reminded her to be careful this close to a wolf her size, but also proved that he was in good shape for a lone. Not many had the same kind of training and luck as Mora. That could be good or bad for her, so she dropped her eyes briefly to examine his almost-black paws. She glanced up at him with her head still down-turned, looking either calculating or suggestive. It was hard to tell sometimes. With Mora, maybe it was both. "Are we traveling the same way?"
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