Werewolf x Tamiko-chan
Amélie x Ophelia x Echo
Amélie x Ophelia x Echo
It had been about two days since they, her sister and she, had ventured into these lands and found a den. Their den wasn't much, pretty much just a shabby hole at this point, but Echo knew that at some point they'd make it better. If they were to stay here, they would most definitely work on the den. But for now...
She came out of the den slowly, her tail cricking with uncertainty. But after a few moments she was all fine and dandy, stretching out her tired limbs and attempting to clear her head of its morning drowsiness.
Once she was done stretching and everything, the runt craned her neck around to peer back into the den she had just come out of. Laying in there, somewhere in the darkness, was her twin sister, Ophelia. Smiling, Echo turned her head back around to simply look around the forest. Things had been going rather well these past few days, and she was glad with the outcome.
Sighing with contentment, she merely sat there listening to the forest around her. Things seemed good at the moment.
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Nothing had happened to possibly suggest to Ophelia that something wrong was happening. In fact, other then the strange encounter with the alpha, Phib, she had otherwise learned to deal with the odd lands. They smelt too much of salt, but they were a lovely mixture of wind and warmth, and even Ophelia had to admit the food was plentiful. But it was not enough to stop her from pulling her fur out.
It was a strange, nervous habit she’d started to acquire. For now, she took it mostly from her hips in small faint tugs as she vented her nerves. What would they expect from this place?
Outside the den she heard Echo shift, and not wanting to appear as nervous as she was, Ophelia slowly strolled out into the sunlight, the faint shadowed pattern of wolves stroking her ears and shoulders. "Good morning Echo." Ophelia murmured pleasantly, but there was an oddly nervous squint to her eyes.
Elsewhere, a small female was returning from her walk on the beach. It had been a somewhat lonely walk- most of the pack seemed busy elsewhere at the time, and Phib, exhausted from some event or another had been asleep for half the day. She had not spoken to him yet, but from the faint inklings she had received from him, she would not like the news he brought.
Troubled as to what it might have been, Amélie slowly moved through the brush. Perhaps she’d visit Ryukkii. An odd thing to think about- but, she liked talking with her sister, even if it usually ended with bickering. Phib certainly would not like it, that was for sure.
But before she made up her mind one way or another, the seer became faintly aware of a different kind of mind pull- somewhere to the left of her. Blindly she moved across the leaves and dew-wet atmosphere of the early morning, until she came upon a rather new den.
A female stood out in front of them- and from the faint pattern of her mind, Amélie couldn’t help but feel she had met the other before.
"Good morning loves." She called pleasantly, and swayed the end of her tail.
Somewhat irritably, Ophelia hmphed from behind Echo.
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Echo had noticed a little that her sister had began to do something with her fur, but for the most part she remained silent about it all. She thought that if she tried to ask, things might just get worse. She knew already that Ophelia wasn't exactly happy with the way things had been going lately, and she didn't want to make things worse by prodding into something that probably didn't mean much at all.
So when her twin came out of the den and murmured a greeting, the smaller wolf simply smiled.
"Good morning, sister," she whispered, tail flicking back and forth slightly to show her delight in having her sister by her side again. Things were always better when they were side-by-side, together with one another. Echo couldn't think to have things any other way.
But when Amélie approached the pair, all concentration was lost to her. Something fizzed in her mind and she whined slightly, ears folding back. She recognized this female. This was that one wolf that couldn't see and yet knew exactly where she was standing somehow. This was that wolf she had randomly run into in the freelands whe she had first run away from her parents.
"Sister.." she mumbled, unable to take her eyes off of the seer. "I've seen this wolf before."
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Ophelia turned her head towards the other wolf, and narrowed her expression. A wolf from this pack? She was however, somewhat relieved to know that Echo knew of this one...if, however, that was a good thing. "Is that a good thing?" Ophelia thought to Echo, blinking slowly. Well? Would it be?
But luckily enough, this female didn’t seem too intimidating at all. She was Echo’s size, if not smaller, and had a strange frail look about her. Was she...blind?
As the two sisters spoke to themselves, a small smile across about Amélie’s muzzle. Yes! She had met this one before. The little one who spoke only in her mind. Her sister, too, could speak to her! Amélie’s occasions of meeting wolves with telepathy were few and...well, never. So, she took the occasion up immediately, and began to stroll a bit closer.
"Yes, I remember you." Amélie smiled, her tail wagging. "I am Amélie-"
Ophelia arched her brow, and eyed the other female. Odd...but, she chalked it up to coincidence. It wasn’t like the other could hear Echo.
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Echo froze when the other small female grew closer and seemed to speak words that went well with what she and her twin had been murmuring about in their brains. For a moment she had a momentary remembrance. This female... she could...
But then it was gone. Frowning, she tilted her head slightly at the seer. "Amélie..." she repeated, glancing at her paws for a moment. It didn't sound at all familiar, yet she remembered seeing this wolf somewhere. Had they not formally introduced themselves to one another? They had met somewhat around the time that Echo had run from her parents...
Thinking back again, she remembered something vaguely about her being scared and possibly running away. Was that what had happened? It would explain about her lack of knowledge concerning Ame. And it would make sense, being as she was terrified about her parents and all.
"Ophelia... you don't think..?" she whispered in her brain, glancing off to the side and at her sister. How else would this new female's words fit in with their whisperings?
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Ophelia jerked somewhat to even consider that sort of possibility. What kind of wolf could read another’s mind? She eyed the female standing in front of them, and slightly leaned against Echo. "No, I’m sure she can’t. That doesn’t make any sense." Well- neither did they, but they’d had a lot of practice.
With a slightly awkward chuckle, Amélie turned her head. Oh, it hurt sometimes. As it was, Amélie tried hard to never reveal herself as a seer. Too many things happened when she did. But at this particular moment, she felt strangely tempted. Shyly, she strolled forward, the end of her tail gently bobbing.
"Um..." The seer mouthed, cocking her head to the left. She blushed somewhat, as much as a wolf could, and glanced away. "...well...I can- I spoke to you before, yes?"
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Echo, however, wasn't so convinced. There were a lot of things in the world that didn't make sense. Their parents' motive towards their offspring, the way Logan randomly appeared and was kind to them like this, that alpha and the way he acted the way he did even when Ophelia opposed him. So many things that didn't make sense in their life, what was one more thing going to do?
"I don't know, sister. I have a feeling..."
Glancing back at the other small female, she became quite confused. So Ame remembered her also, but then, they didn't exactly speak to one another. She didn't, after all, know the seer's name. And she was pretty confident it was the same way for the other.
"Before..." she tried to say, but it simply didn't come out right.
To her sister, she sighed and whispered again. "I've seen her before, but I didn't know her name until she said it just now."
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A shiver curled up her spine, and Ophelia locked eyes with the blinded female. Something which was a bit difficult, as Amélie’s eyes shifted from place to place with about as much purpose as a snowflake. Ophelia had to admit- she didn’t get it. Did Echo meet her or not? And yet they had said nothing to her, and still the other was speaking as though they had.
"Do you know my sister?" Ophelia spoke sharply to the grey creature, who seemed to tremble at the sound of Ophelia’s sharp voice. A tremble...she’d never seen her voice inflict that kind of reaction, and in her surprise she took a few steps back behind Echo.
Amélie smiled meekly, and wriggled her tail. "Yes, I do- we met before." She remembered it well. It was the day that she had heard China Blue’s calling. "Echo." Amélie replied. "You are the little girl who picks her words carefully." Now- that might have been an overstatement, but, perhaps accurate.
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Echo tilted her head slightly when the other said that she knew her and even knew her name. It was strange... she didn't remember telling this female her name, and yet she knew it. There was something very strange going on here, and it was beginning to frighten her.
Trembling slightly, she pressed herself firmly against her twin for comfort. Her brain fizzed again as she searched the female, her eyes flicking back and forth in uncertainty.
"Echo," she repeated, nodding her head slightly even though the seer wouldn't be able to see it. "Words..." she whispered, lowering her head slightly. Her curse always made her feel so... what was the word? It made her feel insignifigant almost, like she wasn't normal and never would be.
"Sister.. I feel something, in my mind," she said softly, glancing over towards her twin again. "It's like a sort of fizz. Do you feel it too?"
Looking back towards the gray female, Echo let her ears flick this way and that. She really didn't know what to do about this female. She was simply strange, but then not so strange where she was scary and where she'd be something to run away from. It was all just complicated.
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Amélie frowned, feeling a prickling at her spine. Oh dear- it wouldn’t do to scare the poor girls away. But now she had been too enthusiastic- she had to say something. But what could she say without causing the girls more trouble? Just by being near them she was having faint flashes- overbearing parents, a strange male-...
"I-" Amélie spoke, her eyes lowering.
To Echo, Ophelia turned whispered quietly. "No...Echo, I can’t feel it." She didn’t understand what Echo felt, but if this other wolf was indeed psychic, perhaps it was because of Echo’s mental ability. She had long believed it was Echo that was the source of their connection. Ophelia could never speak to her on her own accord- Echo first had to open the door. And now, this wolf was interfering.
"I’m sorry." Amélie spoke, and shook her head. "Please, do not be bothered, yes? The noise will go away, I’ll not prod further. But I’ll not lie loves- I can hear you fine."
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The runt stiffened slightly when she was told by her sister that she was the only one who could feel the fizz in her brain. It didn't help when the seer mentioned something about prodding and somehow seeming to know when it would stop and go away. Then she said that she could hear them just fine. Did that mean with her ears or...?
Her eyes widened slightly as she gaped at the other female. It couldn't be! She had thought she felt something in her brain, but she had thought that perhaps it was merely a feeling, caused maybe by some emotion that went bad in her or something. She wasn't sure of it. But this new wolf's words sort of chased away any uncertainty she had about it all.
"So.." she began, taking a hesitant step forward. "Can you hear me right now?" she asked, tilting her head slightly in a questioning manner.
She didn't care about anything else at this point, like the prodding and such. It was just amazing to hear that someone else could possibly hear her.
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Encouragingly, Amélie’s tail wagged slowly. "Yes, I can hear you Echo." Her voice was ginger in its smoothness, hoping that the revelation would not be too horrifying for Echo. She could feel a kind of attachment to the other female. She was a gentle creature, despite the scars that were riddled across her body. She shared quite a few of her own scars as well.
All of this was a bit too much for Ophelia. She stumbled a bit to side, and curled around Echo from the back, peering at Amélie from where she now stood. What was this girl? Was everyone in this pack so damn mysterious?
"I’m sorry if I’ve startled you." Amélie spoke again gently, and for some reason, Ophelia knew she was being spoken to.
Opehlia furrowed her brow and took a step forward, slowly considering. "What are you?"
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Some wolves might have been horrified to hear that some stranger could hear their thoughts. But not Echo, not this wolf. She was actually delighted that someone else could hear her thoughts. Having no way to really talk on her own for all of her life, it was a relief to know that she wasn't as confined as she once thought. Not only could she speak freely to her sister, but to this kind female as well.
Smiling, she sat there with her tail wagging back and forth slightly. She now held no fear for this female, and actually felt a sort of connection, simply due to the fact that they could speak with their minds.
Though, she thought, this Amélie's mental connection must be stronger. That was probably the fizz that she had heard and felt. Echo had only been used to her sister's sort of weak connection, but this seer's connection was so great that it caused a slight disturbance in her mind. It all made sense, and she was glad to finally get these things sorted out.
The smile still upon her face, she glanced back at her sister as she asked the other what on earth she was. For some reason, the runt knew the answer.
"She's a seer." She had to be. How else would she be able to listen in on the twins' silent words?
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Being a seer was something she rarely owned up to, but with Echo, she felt an excited fluttering in her chest- perhaps a leftover from the other female’s own excitement. How often was it that her gift was so readily accepted? A grin stretched across her face, and with a soft and affectionate whine, the small female trotteted closer to the other females. "I am." She spoke softly, her deadened eyes brightened with the feelings.
A seer? Ophelia had never heard of such a thing, except in faint pup-tales. She had never thought something like that might have existed. Although with some afterthought, she admitted she probably wouldn’t have believed the bond between the twins either. And yet it was. Perhaps this female existed like that.
"Amélie..." Ophelia repeated, remembering the name. "...Do you live here?" She questioned slowly, her yellow eyes sharp.
Amélie smiled, and gently nodded her head. "I do. My mate runs this area. But I am just Amélie."
Her mate...Phib? She had to admit, she was not what she expected in the black male’s choice of women. Surely he would have been able to get someone else? Maybe he was attracted to the fact she was a seer...?
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Echo felt a sort of puppy excitement run through her mind and body. It was just that pleasing to her that finally, after all of her life of only being able to really talk to one wolf and one wolf alone, there was someone else who could hear her. It just made her overjoyed. She couldn't have been happier at that moment when she learned that this new female could hear her thoughts.
Her tail now wagging back and forth uncontrollably, the runt moved closer to Ame, almost touching noses with the other. Whining like a little puppy, she smiled then slowly began to sniff her face. After a moment or two of this, she first tugged on the seer's ear then giggled and nudged her playfully with a wet nose.
"Ophelia... she can hear me!" she said excitedly, stopping in her puppy antics for a moment to glance over at her sister.
"Your mate?" she then asked, turning her gaze back on Amélie. "Is he big, with some scars on him, black too?" she asked. Though, she wondered, had this wolf ever seen her mate? She was blind, but had she always been that way? Hopefully not, otherwise Echo would feel simply terrible.
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Delight flooded across Amélie as the other female greeted, her, and she returned the favor with equal childish enthusiasm. She couldn’t decide what was more thrilling- the fact that Echo could speak to another person now, or that she had finally done some good in being a seer. She had begun to wonder, if perhaps her abilities chaos-theoried things into being worse then they needed to be. But now, at least, the bad thoughts fell away.
Even Ophelia seemed happy. Although she didn’t return the puppy excitement either of them gave, she smiled wearily from the mouth of the den. A more clingy sister might have been jealous- but Ophelia knew how hard it had been for Echo, communicating to others only through repeated phrases. It was too bad this Logan fellow of hers did not share the same connection to her...
Once Echo pulled away and started to ‘speak’ again, she noted that her comment was somewhat withdrawn after the omega took into consideration the other female’s blindness. Amélie grinned, and was quick to attempt to dismiss. "So I remember him being." Amélie gleamed. "Although- I assume he’s a bit greyer now," she added with a touch of mischief.
Ophelia shook her head. "I can’t say you look much like an alpha."
To that Amélie simply giggled and shook her head. "I don’t think I can be saying that much either, love. I’m not. Just Amélie."
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Echo simply couldn't help herself. It was just too good, finally finding someone else who could hear her thoughts and actually speak to her. So with her tail still wagging, she giggled again then promptly sat down, raising her right forpaw to sort of touch the other female's nose for a moment. Grinning, she let her paw fall back to the ground as she nuzzled Ame one more time before getting up and bouncing back towards her twin.
"Isn't it great, sister?" she asked, sort of 'bowing' down and letting her rump go up into the air while her tail wagging repeatedly back and forth.
Standing back up properly, the small female perked her ears and glanced towards the seer again. "Yes, he was a bit gray," she laughed, sitting down again and calming down a little bit from her puppy excitement. She didn't, however, mention anything to this wolf about how her mate had scared the living daylights out of her. She figured that be best left as a secret.
"So you are his mate, but not the alpha female?" she asked, tilting her head slightly. That was strange. Weren't the leaders normall mates? "Is there a female ruling with him?"
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"Hehe. He’s very self conscious about that."
Amélie thought that question over carefully. Was there another female to contend with Phib’s rule? Anya looked like a likely candidate, but there were times when she seemed too silent. Mozelle would have made an excellent choice, but she had a feeling Mozelle had tired of the leadership role. Audi certainly ran Phib through circles, but her desires were aimed at leaving as soon as Ran and Tahara cleared out rather then doing anything with the group.
"At the moment, no, I am thinking." Amélie admitted. "There are some candidates, but no one has stepped forward yet to try at such a role. It’ll come though, I do not doubt."
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Echo giggled, rather child-like, when Ame admitted that Phib was rather self-conscious about having gray on his otherwise jet fur. She understood it somewhat. Her parents weren't happy with the fact that their own fur was graying. She supposed adults didn't like getting older when it involved new colors like gray in their fur.
When the seer answered the question about a female leader, she was rather stumped. Was it possible for there to be only one alpha leading a pack? How big was this pack anyways? She had only met this Ame, Logan, Phib, and Malik. But Phib had mentioned another wolf, and there were probably loads of others too. And there was only one wolf leading it all?
Shrugging, she merely decided that it must just work with this pack. "Well that's interesting. I've never known a pack could be run with only one leader," she admitted.
"So... you think someone will take it eventually? What will happen then?" She pondered over this. Would Ame be cast aside for some female that was willing to take the lead with Phib? She hoped that wouldn't be so. It'd be terrible for the seer.
Yet then she got distracted thinking about the members of the pack again. "Do you know Logan?" she asked, mostly out of the blue.
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Amelie nodded her head. "I think it’s the manner of all things for life to be rearranging itself. Someday a female will take charge- but, she won’t be me." She smiled respectfully. She was not a jealous girl, although she was somewhat shy to the idea of another female rivaling Phib’s rule. Phib let her get away with a lot, despite the general consensus that he controlled everything she did. An alpha female might not be so forgiving. And her worse fear- she might see Amelie as an obstacle in taming Phib down.
But, that was some mystery woman. She could not see Anya, or any of the other females in the pack behaving in such a way.
"I know him, but not formally." The small female noted. She knew most wolves in the pack- whether they knew it or not. "It’s a large pack, and I do sometimes get lost in it. We’re numbering thirty, I hear. Phib is a good man, despite what he might want people to be thinking. He can manage people well."
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Echo merely nodded to it all about a female possibly taking over one day. It was probably natural for someone to come forward at some point in time or another, but she wondered just how Ame would feel about it. She couldn't say from wisdom or experience, but she figured that it might be a bit depressing for one to simply stand by and watch one's mate work so closely with another.
But, that was for later, she supposed. There was no use worrying or whatever else about it all now.
Then, when she got to talking about Logan, she couldn't help but notice that her heart skipped a beat at the mention of his name. What was that? Her stomach tightened a little and she flicked her ears back nervously. What was this feeling?
Attempting to get around it and make herself forget, the omega merely shook her head and forced a smile. Her expression, however, faded into one of surprise when the number count of the pack was revealed. "That many?" she asked, barely able to hide her shock. That was quite a lot of wolves. Perhaps they were all more in the heart of the packlands and that was why she hadn't seen any lately.
"He must have great control for him to be above that many wovles," she agreed, glancing at the ground for a moment. So many wolves...
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"Phib is a charismatic wolf." She said simply, almost somewhat disheartened. "He can’t help but not attract others to him." She knew that half of him. It was an unstoppable side of him. He wasn’t happy until he had that power. It wasn’t that she felt a sinking feeling towards. She loved the pack, and everyone in it. But...there had been a time when it had just been them. She felt disappointed in herself that she had been unable to satisfy him enough to keep him from the need of politics and the world.
A smile crossed about her face as her own mind picked up the sudden jolt in Echo’s heart. "He-" She paused for a moment, and changed her mind. "You came with Logan?" She amended, a small smile crossing her face.
Ophelia meanwhile sat back and listened, absorbing the information. She still didn’t know if she liked Phib. Or Logan, for that matter.
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Echo considered this for a moment. What she got from Ame's words was that Phib was simply a natural leader and, as she would guess, wolves instinctively flocked to the best leader in hopes that their lives would be improved with a bit of order. Seemed easy enough to understand.
When the subject of Logan continued, the butterflies didn't seem to go away. They fluttered 'round and 'round her stomach, making her become quite twitchy and nervous.
"Yes," she replied first, looking down only at her paws. She didn't understand this feeling!
"My sister and I first lived on the outskirts of these lands. We didn't know there was a pack so close, though. But then I met Logan and he wanted to bring us back here..." Her heart flipped when she mentioned his name, and she glanced about nervously, as if someone could see her heart racing out of control whenever he came up in the conversation.
"And.. I agreed to come with him and my sister naturally followed. I think it's bad for us to be apart. At least for me," she murmured, not quite sure where she was going with this anymore. She seemed so flustered now. "I need her."
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Amélie nodded her head sympathetically. “Yes...I think sisters are very important...” In a way, they were alternate versions of yourself. People you might have been. And in that, Amélie found both love and a crushing fear. She loved Ryukkii. She had so many good qualities, other then being predominantly...well, evil. She was smart, and clever. She had a great wit, and she was reliable. Why did she have to be so selfish? They could be-
She shoved the idea away, for it made her sick to her stomach to think of things that never would be. How wonderful it would have been, in her mind, if they had all lived together and been a happy family. Phib, Ryukkii, Czenthros- had they really been so terribly different?
Ophelia smiled at Echo, although somewhat embarrassed. She only wished she could be a better leader for the both of them. Hopefully she had made the right decision by coming to this place. This was however, the first time she was beginning to feel a slight warmth towards the land. The female seemed nice enough.
“It must have been hard for you, living on your own.” Amélie spoke reflectively, although she already knew the answer. “It won’t be like that anymore, not here.”
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