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 Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 12:00 am
This is the journey that Reno and Jaylin goes through to uncover their powers and new shaman/seer abilities. Though he is not the brightest and is a bit slow in speech and thinking and Jaylin is so young, it is through dreams, visions and illusions of manifestations that they learns how to gain control and weild their abilities as a Shaman and Seer.
Reno- EXTREMELY HIGH - Power Unstable
Healing Within The Wings:
Like other Shaman, Reno bears the power to heal yet he does not work alone. Reno has a companion and a Spirit Guide in tanigble form named Sorenth, he is an eagle who is constantly by the Shaman's side and acts as his e ars and eyes. Unlike other eagles, Sorenth can percieve those who are sick and struggling and is one to quickly assure the young Shaman if there are those nearby who could use his assistance. Bonded with Sonreth, Reno also has a deep connection with other predatory birds and other birds as well.
During the process of healing, Reno uses and draws powers from the talismen around his neck which is comprised of blessed eagle feathers, beads and a talon from one of the great eagles. It is most common for a strange aura to encircle his paws and for his pupils to get lost within his ocher hues of his eyes. Those who have been healed by him feel as if, during the process, they were sensing as if they were in flight and feel at peace and tranquil.
Jaylin - Moderate
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 12:45 am
.:The Manifestation Of A New Destiny:. Darkness. Thick Darkness.
Voices. Such strange voices. What were they saying?
The lone omega stood forlorn and secluded within the bleakest of areas. With no light to penetrate or fend off the overpowering darkenss, Reno whined and flattened his white, tattered ears against his skul while his tail clung underneath his belly. He always hated being alone but ever since he had become separated from his elder brother, Cellen, he had somehow managed to survive and press onwards in attempt to reunite his own flesh and blood once again. But here, in this strange place where one could not even see anything above or below them, there was no one to hear him or seek him out from this horrible realm.
Where was he?
"Cellen," he howled, thorwing back his head as his forelegs trembled. "Brother where are you?"
Silence.
Biting his lower lip as ocher eyes closed, tightening and trying to sheild out such a dark world, the young adult stifled a small whine and sunk onto his stomach. Maybe if he avoided and paid no attention to where he was at it would all go away. Was this a dream? He didn't even know.
The past months he had been bombarded by so many horrific and puzzling dreams that his senses had practically become numb to such illusions and their meanings never did make sense and always left him in a lost stupor of thought.
"Reno..."
White ears suddenly perked upwards as his body instinctively curled tight. His paws clenched up and over upon his eyes as his whole body began to shake with fear.
"Who-whose there?" He studdered with a slight choke in his voice. "Reno is listening. What you want?"
"Have no fear, Reno, you are in no danger," a soft feminine voice spoke soundly to the troubled mind of the wolf. "You have been given a gift- a gift of great power."
Slowly withdrawling his paws from off his eyes, Reno glanced around cautiously and lifted his head upwards to where a small ray of light began breaking through the darkness. But what did she say? He had been given a gift? "Where is Reno's gift?" Padding around in a small circle, the crimson faced male knitted his brows with slight confusion. "Reno can't find it."
"It is not something tangible that has been set before you," the voice chuckled softly, "you have been blessed with the power to heal others and other abilities you have yet to unlock. You must understand, Reno, that wolves given these powers are meant for a purpose. You, Reno, have been chosen to be a Shaman."
"Reno is a Shaman?" To a wolf who had been told time and time again by others that he was better off dead than alive, Reno was somewhat hesitant but, at the same time, feeling as if he had a real purpose in life. He held a duty and a responsability. He had known little of what the works of a Shaman entail- like many he had heard the stories of wolves who were near death being spared and saved by the works of the Shaman but, to Reno, he still felt like he was unqualified for such a calling. "How is Reno fit to save wolves? Other wolves hate Reno and wanted to Kill Reno. Will they let Reno heal them?"
"Those who will come to you will seek for your help and to deliver them from their afflictions," the feminine voice soothed with reassurance. "But you must gain control and learn to bear these powers before anyone can know."
The small flicker of light began corroding and dismantling the darkness around him. As the images of the woods began to come into sight and in focus, a sillouhette of a wolf stood before him though her appearance still was shrouded.
Rising onto all fours, Reno drew closer into the light and towards the visage. "When will Reno begin?"
"It begins now, Reno, you're journey begins now." As everything was coming into a clearer focus, the wolf before him stepped closer. A warm smile drew across its maw and its green orbs, those like emeralds, gazed into his own.
It was a wolfess.
"When you awaken, you must search for your brother. Find him and the pack he belongs to."
"How will Reno know where to go?"
"I'll be with you, Reno, I'll be with you now till forever," she smiled.
Nodding his head as everything around him was becoming blurry once again, Reno wrinkled his muzzle and tilted his head slightly."Who are you?"
"Caylith."
Suddenly stirring as his eyes shot open and breath heavy, Reno's tongue lolled out of the side of his mouth. It was a dream- everything, it was all a dream. Shaking his head along with his small, frazzled goatee, Reno stumbled onto his paws and peered up into the early morning sky.
"It's time for Reno to go," he confirmed as he began to slowly aimble down a worn deer trail. "Reno will follow and learn what Caylith teaches him."
"You will become a Shaman in time, Reno, and your purpose will be fufilled."
Padding with a higher stature and a confident step, the tainted wolf whose back was like that of a fallen angel was to soon rise again and to become something more than anyone had ever thought possible.
A Shaman.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 12:31 pm
.:Reuniting Flesh And Blood:. Reno ambled through the woods with his head high and his checker-banded tail swaying behind him with confidence. The once trembling and tired paws that once dragged him to any unknown destination kept a lively step, directing him to- where was he going again?
"To the coastline," Caylith's voice chimed in, breaking his lost train of thought.
"Reno will go to the coast," the young adult nodded as his small goatee wibbled back and forth. Ocher eyes were casually set upon the path before him, curious and intrigued as to how he could help those and creatures around him. It seemed so surreal that he, Reno, bore powers that could save lives and do countless other tasks that remained unknown. Wait till he found Cellen and told him! Oh, his brother would be speechless! And certainly this wouldn't be something to be argy-bargy about either, right? Reno knew that sometimes his elder brother had a sort of a temper but rarely did he execute it against him.Thoughs continued to bombard his every train of thought and a wide, unbearable grin couldn't help but broaden across his maw. "Cellen will be proud of Reno."
Traversing through the winding trail through the thick forests and far from security, the greenery began to grow sparse and all familiarity was fading. Early morning had transformed into the late afternoon and his feet were growing heavy with a slight pain from such a long walk. Tilting his head to the side as he exhaled a small sigh, Reno wrinkled his nose with a slight disgusted expression upon his face. What was that scent!
White ears shifted back as he shook his head, trying to avoid whatever it was at any cost. Such a pungent and sharp smell that seemed to sting the nostrils! Pressing on, the young adult walked forwards from out of the thickness of the woods and began stepping foot into a very, very unfamiliar territory.
His paws sunk deep into the warm sands, the gritty liquid-like ground was hard to tread through and each step felt as if he was barely moving; just as if he was walking in the same place and not getting anywhere. Wrinkling his muzzle in deep thought, the brown wolf swayed his checkered tail and glanced around. There was nothing but sand and the oceans edge but, towards the left, the more lush and grassy regions were located slightly above where he stood at an incline. The rolling ocean waves that washed upon the sand rumbled and softly spoke with an audible tone, speaking in a language that he wished he could understand. As a small breeze ruffled his fur Reno smiled warmly.
"Cellen is here."
Correctly assumed, the Head Guard was just off by the breaker within the outcropping of rocks that created he and his mate den site. Being a wolf who was enthralled by the surf, Cellen had found the perfect pack and enviorment to raise a family while also being allowed to chase off invaders and use force if necessary.
Metal ridden ears flickered as his eyes wearily flickered open only to be greeted by the blinding rays of the sun. Groaning as he shifted to where his back faced the entrance of his home, something new stirred him from his slumber. A wafting scent drifted within the air and it was one that was- familiar? Lifting his head off the stony ground, Cellen knitted his brows.
"Could it-" stumbling upwards onto all fours, Cellen hastily padded out from his den and looked to where the trees of the forest created a somewhat of a border of the packlands. Cerulean orbs widened as his jaw practically dropped. There upon the small flat land of sand stood his own flesh and blood, his brother Reno.
"RENO!" He howled out with pure exhilaration, emotions and feelings trailing from his eyes as their separation had been for several long months wondering if he was alive- wondering where he was.
"Cellen! Cellen!"
Launching into full strides towards his kin, a wide grin spread across the punks maw as he stumbled and fell at the oceans edge only to tackle and rough house with his younger brother. Sand spattered upwards in a flurry as the older male bombarded his brother with licks, nuzzles and empathetic whines. He never had felt so happy and relieved! All this time, Reno was alive! The fears and nightmares that had plauged him were no more!
Smiling and wuffing low, Reno was taken by surprise as his older brother jumped him and showerd him with so much affection. Pawing at Cellens muzzle and nipping on his ear, Reno rolled backwards and onto his feet. "Cellen, Reno ha-"
"All this time I thought you skived me," Cellen laughed as he gazed into the tranquil eyes of his brother, "but I always knew someday I'd find you." Perplexed as his curly tail swayed behind him, the punk wolf tilted his head. "Where have you been this whole time, mate? So much has happened; comin' here, wasn't my cup of tea until I learned to love the place, found my Marra and- Reno I have kids! I'm a bloody father! Can you believe it? I love 'em!
A rather embarassed smile suddenly drew upon his maw as Reno smiled sheepishly. "Reno knows Cellen was always a charmer," he joked, visibly seeing a difference in his older brothers personality and appearance. Cellen looked happier and he could tell by his voice he had indeed met his mate for life! And kids! Before he would get submerged in long conversations and questions, Reno still had to tell Cellen.
"Cellen."
With a rather smug expression, Cellen quirked an eyebrow and lifted up his right, forepaw and outstretched it towards his brothers paw with a warm smile. "Pound it, 'No."
Smiling but still trying to get the courage to speak, Reno followed in their old tradition and hit paw to paw with his brother. Why did this have to be so hard?
Pleased and thrilled, the punk wolf nodded his head. " And say, I got a brill idea! Why don't you come ease yourself at our den tonight? It's nearly dark now and you're best safe with us. That way Phib or the others won't have to question you why you're here. What do you say?"
"Reno-" the younger wolf stumbled in his speech. Should he tell him now or wait?
"You still need to harness your powers before you tell him. Learn of what you become and what your capable of before you tell your secret."
"Yes. Reno sleep and tomorrow we have fun," he nodded. "Reno is tired anyways."
"Bazzin!" Cellen exclaimed as he shot forward a few steps. "It's just up this way, come on!"
As his older brother padded into his den and awaited Reno, the younger male stood for a few moments. He didn't want it to be so hard and he was so eager to tell him! But it wasn't time- no, he still had to learn about becoming a Shaman and there still was a bit of exploration to do with his powers. Although he had yet to test them, Reno was sure that he'd wait to tell Cellen after he knew how to use them.
Nodding his head, Reno slowly made his way into the den and curled up as sleep took hold of him fast and, for now, he could let his thoughts rest.
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Posted: Thu Dec 28, 2006 1:08 pm
.:Haunting Dreams:. There was no running from it.
There was no escape.
His powers were growing and so would his understanding.
Stirring within his sleep as he gritted his teeth and grunted, the brown wolf's heart raced; pattering against his chest as his tongue lolled out of his mouth in a pant as th invisible horror churned his adrenaline. There was darkness, a thick darkness surrounded him as no light could penetrate nor lead him elsewhere. He was stuck within the shrouding darkness, alone and forlorn.
"RENO!"
Darkness transformed into a scene: He was standing with Cellen by the banks of the river with a bounty of fish the punk wolf had managed to catch. Cellen was sitting beside him, smiling and laughing, yet he couldn't decipher the words he was speaking. It was a joyous occassion that suddenly was interrupted. From behind the brush and thickets, an aggrivated bear stood at full height and narrowed it's sights upon both wolves and its feast. Scenes suddenly cut out, a perfect picture turning black, and Reno was left to watch his brother defenseless and face to face with death. Everything was becoming hazy, bleak and surreal. Looking upon the visions of scenes that flashed before him, the young wolf could see the pain and fear that kindled within his brothers eyes.
Darkness again left Reno standing alone as only the cries and muffled growls pierced through the silence, mercilessly ringing through his ears. The scent of blood drew heavy in the air, causing his nostrils to close and his stomach to sickly churn.
Where was Caylith?
"What is this? Is this a vision- a vision of what is to happen to Cellen and Reno?" He called out, ears flat against his skull as he padded about in a slightly frantic circle.
"Shaman can see or fortell what is to come in the future yet not as well as Seers," Caylith spoke with a resounding compassion within her voice. "You must recognize the power within you so you can act and put to use your healing powers. You must have faith! Do not doubt yourself, Reno! The time comes where you must be ready! Believe in yourself!"
"Reno believes. Reno knows he can find the power within him."
"That's all it takes," she replied.
A breath sputtered from out of his mouth in a mild choking array as he gasped for air. His ocher eyes shot open, darting about him to look upon his current surroundings. He was still in Cellen and Nix's den but he was alone.
Peeking outside to a early afternoon sky, Reno frantically looked around to where his brothers scent trailed to.
"Reno must find Cellen!" He whispered in a hushed tone.
With not a moment to lose, the younger wolf began lunging in full strides hot on the trail of pursuit to find his brother before- before anything happened or it became too late.
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Posted: Sat Dec 30, 2006 10:23 pm
.:Exposing A Secret:. “He is the new chosen.”
“A Shaman.”
“Caylith is guiding him, correct?”
“They say they are connected as one.”
“Why is she helping him?”
“She is his Spirit guide.”
“His heart is pure; he will succeed if he can control his powers.”
So many voices were plaguing his mind all at once. Why was he hearing them? And who were they?
Rushing and weaving through the small outskirts of the woods, Reno gritted his teeth and found it even more difficult with all of these voices resounding within his head. “Reno can’t focus! Who are you?” He muttered, keeping himself discrete if others were about and happened to listen in.
“Spirits of the past,” a voice chimed.
“Those who have gone before you in their destiny as a Shaman.”
“We are overseers and your protectors. Unlike Caylith, we watch from the sidelines mostly but your unstable powers allow us to be heard.”
“Unstable?” Reno questioned as his pace began to slow as he neared the banks of the river. “How is Reno unstable?” Tilting his head to the side, the young Shaman in training was too deep into thought and listening to realize that Cellen was hovered over the river preparing to catch a meal. “Is Reno sick?” His head continued to hurt and feel as if it was making ready to explode. Something wasn’t right. Did one of the voices say that his powers were unstable? Unstable? So what was he? A disaster waiting to unfold if he couldn’t gain control? Reno didn’t understand.
“You’re not sick, Reno,” Caylith’s calming voice echoed within his mind as the others silenced, ”you’re just- well, there never has been a shaman whose powers were so strong yet unbalanced. You have to gain control.”
Sudden images flashed before his eyes; scattered pictures and scenes from his nightmare. Was this it? Was he being trained and prepared? Everything was so confusing! Why did it have to be so complicated? “Reno must gain control but how?”
A hazy figure began to manifest before him, its countenance was bright and slowly became brighter. “Focus, Reno. You must focus and envision what you are to do,” the wolf spirit soothed as it padded closer towards him.
It was a wolfess.
It was his Spirit guide, Caylith.
“You know what you have to do, Reno. Don’t be scared. Take control.”
The paws and ankles of the fallen, one winged wolf began to buckle and tremble. Reno knew, he knew what he was to do: Focus and mentally control and shun out things that would throw him off or make him lose his focus. This was the time to prove himself but even trying to hide such a secret was becoming all too difficult.
Cellen had found himself to become diverted from his task of breakfast gathering and had found himself staring with a dumbfounded expression upon his face, blankly staring at his younger brother as he seemed to be talking to someone although- well, no one else besides the two of the were around. Knitting his brows together, the punk wolf flickered his pierced ears in a hesitant manner. “Reno,” he softly addressed as he took a step away from the river, “are you alright, mate? You’re acting a bit barmy and it seems you’re in a sort of kerfuffle with yourself. You’re not going to dogs are you?”
“Reno is-“ he stuttered, jaw slacking as he stumbled to find the right words or to even explain how he was feeling. He was confused and dizzy from all the activity and the noises still felt like they were becoming louder; his senses felt heightened and his instincts seemed to be leveling. “Reno is just hungry,” he spat off the top of his head.
“Well then,” the older male grinned as he pivoted back to the river, “I can take care of that.” Lowering his body and hovering his jaws above the river, Cellen targeted the perfect specimen of salmon and snapped his jaws into the water. Wriggling his head and clamping down with a vice grip, the punk wolf snapped his head upwards through the surface and tossed the fish out onto the banks of the river just a few feet away from the shaman in training.
“Eat up.”
Reno froze in place. This was- this was sort of like his dream! But…would the same result occur? Gritting his teeth together the younger wolf knew what he had to do.
He had to have courage.
“No! Cellen, Reno doesn’t want fish! Reno and Cellen should go hunt together! Please?”
“We’d have to go farther out of the pack lands to hunt anything worth wild,” Cellen mused as he glanced towards the prized salmon. “Just eat the salmon for now and then we’ll make a row.”
“No Reno and Cellen go now!” The seer in training exclaimed, forepaws stammering upon the ground. His ocher eyes flickered with intensity, almost seeming to cloud over and sink his pupils. He could feel it, Reno could actually feel such power course through his veins. And now was the time to take action. Reno narrowed his eyes towards the fish and suddenly lunged towards the fish. With outstretched forepaws, the younger wolf carefully crossed his paws over the severed belly of the fish and focused; concentrating on the detailing of muscles, veins and the torn structure of the creature before him. His stature became serious, ridged and still.
With eyes consumed in brilliant ocher and a slight aura around his paws, the limp body of the fish twitched and began to flop underneath his paws. Lifting up his paws from off the fish, Reno nudged the fish with his muzzle and watched as it wildly flopped back into the waters of the river.
Looking up with a pant as a feeling of fatigue washed over him, Reno nodded his head. “Reno and Cellen go now.”
Cellen didn’t utter a word nor could he conjure any words to spill from his maw. Dumbfounded and nodding his head, the punk wolf slowly padded over towards his younger brother as he began to lead the way and depart away from the banks of the river.
Although tired and weary, Reno walked in front with his head held high. He had conquered his fear and had healed a fish! Wagging his tail with pure zest, the young wolf glanced back towards the river and watched as a bear stumbled from the brush looking for a meal. A grin played across his maw as he swept his head back in front.
“Reno saved Cellen,” he silently remarked, seeking out his Spirit Guide.
“You did well, Reno. You’re learning how to control and put your powers to use. But there is still more to do,” she chimed.
“Reno knows and is ready,” he softly whispered as both he and Cellen began padding out of the woods and towards some destination.
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Posted: Sun Dec 31, 2006 10:53 pm
. razz utting The Anger Behind:. “All this time, Reno! Why didn’t you tell me, mate? Did you think that if I knew you were a Shaman that it wouldn’t be my cup of tea? Did you try to skive me? Tell me, Reno. I’m your brother and you know that I’d love you no matter what. You know that!”
Cellen stammered his right forepaw, shaking his head as his tapered crimson hair swayed before his left eye. Why was his younger brother trying to hide his secret from him? Did Reno not trust him? The punk wolf furrowed his brows and bit his lower lip, his mind too engaged in reveling in how to approach this and silently pleading that Reno wouldn’t think he was being too harsh or cruel. Cellen knew that he was probably jumping the gun and was flaring a bit of a temper (which happened on occasion) but he only hoped Reno wouldn’t break down emotionally or back away from him.
“How-,” he shook his head, “when did this start happening?”
The Shaman in training let his white, tattered ears fall against his skull momentarily as his elder brother let his emotions expel from him. Reno could decipher that Cellen was scared, uncertain and even curious as to how these powers and how did all of this come about. He felt more comfortable, calm and relaxed as he stood there; ocher eyes bright and lively as he took a deep breath.
Where to begin?
“A few days ago. A few days ago Reno began having nightmares, visions and- and Caylith became his Spirit Guide.” His lip quivered, tail limp behind him as he leveled his eyes with those of his elder brother. “Reno would have told you sooner, Cellen, but- it wasn’t time yet. Don’t be mad, Reno is still trying to understand what he has to do,” he pleaded, a small whine emitting from his maw. “But Reno will control his powers.”
“Cay-“ Cellens orbs widened as his jaw practically dropped. He knew, Cellen trusted his brother and knew that he was speaking the truth but, now, it just seemed like bollocks. But Reno had gone through so much and knew that his heart was pure. Reno never had lied to him before so there was no reason not to stop believing him now. “Caylith. Well, just make sure she’s not making you Mad Aleck in all this and tell her not to go to easy on you, Mate,” he chuckled softly, becoming overall relaxed and confident in the thought of his younger brother as a Shaman.
A warm smile trailed upon the Shaman in trainings maw as he padded towards his brother and nuzzled him. It was comforting knowing that Cellen would stand beside him and supported him in this and that’s all he could really ever ask for.
“Can Reno meet Cellen’s family? Reno wants to get to know Cellens mate and pups and then move on to finish his training with Caylith.”
“You’re gonna leave so soon? Stay a day or so. How ‘bout two?” Reno had only stayed for a day and a half and now he wanted to leave? Cellen had searched and searched for months and now after actually finding his long lost flesh and blood time would be cut short again. But Reno had to learn how to control his powers and Cellen could tell that this newfound duty was important to him.
"Reno, after the two days we must continue. There is still so much to be done but you've progressed well so far. Those of the past are very pleased with you," Caylith chimed, her sweet voice echoing within his thoughts.
"Reno will stay two more days but then he must go. Cellen understands, right?"
"Of course, Reno, of course," the punk wolf smiled as his curly tail wagged behind him. Glancing back to where the breaker sat and the ocean waves crashed, Cellen sighed. "shall we head back?"
"Reno is ready," he grinned as he began padding aside his brother.
Side by side, the two brothers looked at one another and smiled. It felt like old times; wandering about the land and venturing off. But those times were of the past and both Cellen and Reno had found themselves on separate journeys yet their bond as brothers was something that never could be severed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 11:58 am
Nix was tired, after giving birth to her son and daughter things seemed harder to do. She used to be strong, fast, but now, something strange was happening. She was a mother, it felt strange to have a family when Rage seemed to not have one. She was walking along with her son, Valen, when she began to feel strange again.
"You okay momma?" Valen asked. Tilting his head and snuggling against her. Nix lay down on the grass and Valen snuggled up next to her. They were at the edge of the beach, the waves lapping the shore before their eyes.
"Yes Valen, I'll be fine...I'm just tired..." she smiled at him and gave him a reassuring nuzzle, and lay her head on her forepaws.
"You sure momma? I'll go get daddy, I will I promise momma..." he said soothingly and licked her cheek. He would be a ladies man, just like his father after all. This thought made Nix laugh in her head silently.
"Its alright. just want to rest for a while here, your father will be back soon I'm sure, just rest for now my son..." she licked Valen face all over and curled around him protectively. Her stomach turned, why did she feel like this? Was it something she ate perhaps? She hoped it would pass, it would have to pass. Nix didn't want her family to worry about her.
But were had Cellen, her love gone today? Had he taken Jaylin with him?
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 1:37 pm
Jaylin had wandered off yet again.
The small brown pup with the swayed wing upon her back had awoken during the early morning with the strange sensations and the voices echoing within the back of her mind. It seemed so surreal; what was happening to her? She didn't know.
Romping around the sands up where the forest began to tower thick and vast, a familiar scent and one not so familiar wafted within the air.
"Daddy?" She called out, brows knitting close as her ears perked upwards. "Dad?"
From the woods, two figures began to emerge from out of the thickets and shadows. As the first rays of light hit, Cellen squinted his eyes and shook his head. "Ah! Bloody-" he stammered as he stepped out from the woods and into the sands, "nothin' like mid-sun right in your eyes," he chuckled as he stumbled forward. "We're back, Reno."
Trailing aside the punk wolf, Reno nodded his head and smiled. Padding into the sands, the younger wolf found the texture to always catch him off guard and his motion always felt so slow. Blinking several times, the Shaman in training glanced over to where a small, brown pup stood yelping for her father.
He furrowed his brows, "is that Cellen's pup?"
Looking towards the right, Cellen drifted his orbs upon his daughter, Jaylin. He smiled with a laugh, "oh, that's one out of the two." Rushing towards her, the punk wolf outstretched his forepaws and wrapped them around her. "JAY-JAY!"
Watching as the two emerged and her father rushed towards her, wrapping his paws around her and encircling her in warmth and nuzzles, Jaylin yipped with pure delight.
"Daddy! You're back, you're back!" Looking towards the unfamiliar stranger, the young female blinked. "Dad," she whispered, "who's that?"
"He's your uncle and my brother, Reno," he licked with a soft wuff. Glancing behind him, Cellen smiled and looked back towards Jaylin. "Where's your mum and Valen?"
"Over on the grass by the shore," she pointed with her right paw. Still perplexed and anxious to wrestle and play with good 'ol dad, Jaylin had to wonder where exactly he went. "Where did you go?"
At a minor stall for words, Cellen grinned. "I'll tell you once we find mum." Withdrawling his paws from around her and stumbling up to all fours, Cellen narrowed his eyes towards his love and began ambling down the path to where the small region of grass spread out along the sand.
"Marra," He called out with a suave, affectionate tone. "You look like you could use some lovin'." Coming from behind, Cellen nuzzled his muzzle across her neck and licked her face with upmost delicacy. "I didn't mean to run off this mornin', I didn't want to wake you or the pups." Snaking his muzzle upwards, the punk wolf tenderly nibbled on her ear and wuffed low with a rumble deep from his chest. "You look goregous."
Wrapping his body around that of his mates, Cellen crept on his stomach a few times so that his muzzle could nudge and his paw could playfully swat at his son. "And how about Val? Have you been a gentlemen today and watched over your mum?"
Following behind as Jaylin still was hesitant to approach her family with the new developments, the small pup looked up towards her uncle. There was a strange comfort that seemed to emit from him and his eyes- those calm, seren ocher orbs made her feel like everything was alright.
"What's your name?"
"Reno," he replied with a smile. "And you're Jaylin."
She nodded with a more comfortable smile playing across her maw. "Come on, Reno. You have to meet Mum and Valen," Jaylin coaxed as she began padding towards her gathered family. "Come on!"
Breathing deep, Reno nodded and slowly padded behind the small pup. As Jaylin snuggled alonside Nix and Valen, Reno trailed slow as he was waiting for the right time for either Cellen or himself to give and introduction and a greeting.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 1:49 pm
Nix had her eyes half closed, just watching the ocean. It was so beautiful, she could get lost in just peering at it with her ice blue orbs. She didn't even notice Valen waving a paw back and forth over her eyes. She was just in a daze. Valen shrugged and just stayed with her. He loved his mom so much.
Valen almost jumped up when he saw his sister and father coming..along with someone else. But he stayed quiet, it would be good for his mom to get a surprise when dad returned. Nix was still just half asleep, thinking about everything, images over her eyes. She wondered if she saw what Rage had seen many times over. Their old home, with nothing left for either of them.
But they both had a new start here.
Nix wondered if her mother would be proud of the son and daughter she had given to the world.
She felt something behind her, then delicate licks upon her muzzle and cheeks, and she smiled, blinking and craning her neck back to give Cellen a snug under his chin. "I miss you darling..."
Valen then took this opportunity to playfully wag his tail 'hitting' Jaylin with it lightly, smiling then padding to his father's side. "Dad! Where've you been dad! You promised you'd be back soon!" then Valen's eyes traveled to the stranger, and he tilted his head. "Who's that?"
Nix also turned her blue hues upon the stranger that had a remarkable resemblance to Cellen. She offered a soft smile, showing she was glad to have Cellen's friend in their presence, "And who're you my fine sir?" she turned back to Cellen and smirked and playfully poked his shoulder, "Brining friends home and not even introducing him? Cellen, have you been in the heat for a while? she laughed.
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 2:17 pm
The feathered swat of her brothers tail caught her off guard. She grinned and tried to n** several times but never could catch his tail between her awaiting jaws. As Valen left, Jaylin snuggled closer into Nix and curled her fluffy tail around her.
She just wanted to be with mom, feeling her warmth and comfort around her and take time to relax from everything that had been so overwhelming.
Cellen sheepishly smiled as a slight blush of pink took to his face. "Now, now, Marra," he chuckled as he lerched his right paw out and wrapped it around his son, Valen, and pulling him closer in a rough house manner. "I was only gettin' to that." Grinning as he nuzzled his son and pawed at his face, Cellen toggled at his sons locks of hair.
"I was just out and about and trying to bring back breakfast but- I just got sidetracked."
Withdrawling his paw from around his son, Cellen looked towards Reno and nodded his head. Taking a deep breath and stepping forward, the young Shaman in training smiled warmly as he lowered his head in respect to his brothers mate and family. "Reno. Reno is Cellen's brother. You are-"
"They are Nix and Valen," Caylith's voice chimed in.
"Nix and Valen, correct?"
Drawing closer towards Cellen and his lover, a strange and alert sensation washed over him. His forepaws trembled as his ocher eyes narrowed in the direction of the silver pelted female, Nix. He tilted his head, silently letting his eyes drift about her. With his perception of a Shaman increasing, Reno was begining to decipher and sense that she was not well.
For the moment he stayed silent, cautious as he settled before the two lovers and their pups.
Lifting his head upwards and drawing Nix's head upon his paws so that his head was nestled atop hers, Cellen smiled. "Quiet a surprise, eh Marra?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 2:31 pm
"Brother?" Nix said turning her gaze from Reno to Cellen, she poked at Cellen's chest with her nose, "You never told me about a brother," she smiled and looked back to Reno. He seemed to have come a long way, and smiled and wagged her tail and thumped it on the ground.
"It is a pleasure to meet you Reno," she looked down at her daughter for a moment and nuzzled the top of her head. She loved her daughter so dearly, her only daughter, just like Nix had an only son. She was protective of them both. She wondered if Reno was going to stay here in Phib's pack as well.
"Brother? That means your my uncle!" Valen exclaimed, rushing to sit at Reno's side and sat with his back straight, eyes looking up at him with admiration, he was beaming with pride. He had a mother, father, sister AND uncle? This was great!
Valen then looked towards his mom, and noticed she had lay her head on her forelegs again. Valen's ears fell back somewhat, something was wrong with his momma, but he didn't know what. And he didn't want to scare daddy or Jay either. What to do?
Nix couldn't seem to focus on anything lately for long periods of time. Something was pulling at her, she wasn't sure what, perhaps she was imagining it. She hoped so at least. Last thing she needed was to sneak off to see Rage like she had the other night, to ask what was wrong. She remembered when she spoke to Rage last.
"Why am I seeing things? Seeing...home? Do you see it too?" Rage had looked at her with a gaze she did not recognize in the light of the moon, and it scared her. "Nix, do you remember what your mother told you, what you told me that night before it all ended?" Nix nodded, and had shrunk lower to the ground, "But what does that have to do with..." "We aren't there anymore Nix...something is wrong...out of place...a chain seems to have broken, I don't know what it means... I'm not..."Rage had looked away from her, and spoke softly in a whisper, "I'm not what I was supposed to become, what we were to become...something is wrong...something is happening to us..."
Nix shook her head slightly to clear her mind and she sighed and closed her eyes.
What was happening to her?
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 2:46 pm
Cellen warmly smiled and licked her muzzle. "It was a hidden secret. We'd lost each other during a storm and hadn't seen each other for months. I should have told you, Marra. But it was something I wanted to solve by myself...I wanted to know where he was and find him before I could go on talking about him." The punk wolf knitted his brows and he looked up towards his brother. "I didn't kow if he still was alive."
As her eyes flickered closed and were growing heavy, Jaylin nestled closer and yawned softly. Nothing seemed to make sense; why was she having these voices and these...visions? She stretched her forpaws outwards as Nix nuzzled the top of her head and settled back down to rest.
"An honor," Reno nodded with the same, warm smile much like his brother. It was sudden as Valen rushed towards him, sitting at his side and gazing upwards with sheer marvel into his eyes. Reno chuckled softly and lowered himself closer towards the young male. "Valen will grow up to be just like his father, Cellen. Reno can feel Valen's strength and knows his heart is pure like his mothers."
The atmosphere seemed to change as Reno watched Cellen's son peer over towards his mother with a concerned expression secretly playing upon his emotions.
"She is not well, Reno. She is troubled," Caylith bespoke as her soothing voice brought warmth to him. "Help her."
"How can Reno help?" The Shaman in training thought with a perplexed expression drawn upon his face.
"That is what you must decipher."
Pursing his lips as his tongue peeked out from them, Reno nodded and iched closer towards Nix. "Is Nix okay?" He began, still trying to find an appropriate way to go about this. "Nix has a troubled feeling about her; weighted, heavy, worry. Strength and energy are fleeting and Nix must regain."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 4:20 pm
Valen opened his mouth wide when Reno began to speak. How did he know what he was thinking? OOOOOo was he one of the cool wolves that could read minds? Valen was envious, he wished he could be something great like a shaman or seer, then perhaps he could make mom and dad proud. Have them look at him with pride. But he was just a pup, and would be nothing more.
Nix looked up at Reno and tilted her head. This was confusing. What was he? Oh no, what if he was a bad thing like that gray wolf Rage had told her about? But then again, Reno didn't seem bad at all. Hmm.
"I am alright, just, thoughts, memories...they seem to dwell upon me lately, I am alright," she turned to look at Cellen, in case he was beginning to get worried, "I am alright."
But was she?
*dies cause its a short post ><*
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 4:30 pm
Reno knitted his brows together, looking towards his brother and seeking a silent confirmation if he should proceed. It didn't take long for the punk wolf to nod his head and allot his brother to put to use what those of the past had given him; the gifts of a Shaman.
To say the least, Cellen had faith in his brother and knew that if any wolf was to help, it would be Reno.
Cellen was a bit worried, knowing that Nix was so closely knit to Rage just like Cellen himself was tied to Reno. But whatever was plauging her, he could only hope that her ailments would be soothed.
"Nix, trust in Reno. Reno is- Reno is a Shaman and Reno can help you if you let him." Stepping closer, the Shaman in training placed his paws upon those of his brothers mates and let his brilliant ocher eyes softly gaze into the icy pools of the females.
"Reno can help."
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Posted: Mon Jan 01, 2007 5:42 pm
Nix looked at Cellen then looked at Reno and cast her eyes away from them all. She felt silly now. Reno knew something, how she did not know, until he told he was a shaman. This information would've been useful before! She sighed and closed her eyes, but still felt Reno's paws on her own. She felt silly. They were just memories after all, weren't they? Rage couldn't know anything about what was right and what was wrong, just feelings in her, in them. Perhaps the dreads of the past were finally catching up with them is all.
"Just memories, so many things said in the past, with things that have happened, nothing has seemed to go its course like it was supposed to, nothing at all..." she said softly. She felt like a fool, she was surprised she even had Cellen to love, a family to love, when she was acting so foolish.
Valen padded up to nix and snuggled her under her chin, like she did to daddy, "Let Uncle help, please mom?" he pulled back and looked up at her with those big blue eyes, puppy face, he knew how to use it well, "Please?"
Nix looked at her son and smiled, gave him a reassuring nuzzle and nodded, she turned to Reno and had a confused state of expression on her maw. She wasn't quite sure what she was supposed to do now.
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