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 Posted: Wed Jul 13, 2005 11:47 pm
The sunlight was bright and warm as it poured down on the dozing black furrball lazing about in a hammock he'd strung between some of the trees behind the Stationary Shop. The tall but wiry black creature had a book in one hand, and was reading it...off and on. Such a warm day made him either want to swim, or want to nap.
Lucky for him, the store was fairly silent and dead at this time of day - rather, it was such a nice day, no one wanted to be inside! They'd much rather go off and be out doing fun stuff!
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Posted: Fri Jul 15, 2005 11:41 pm
The sunlight that poured down from the heavens was definately a nice change from the gloomy weather Nalira was use to enduring. She was gently propped underneath one of the trees behind the stationary shop, although she haden't notice the dozing bundle of black fur.
Still quite battered and fatigue, she found herself closing her eyes as the sun beat gently down upon her pale skin. Every part of her body seemed to ache with the mental and physical pain of the last few days events. Bandages were wrapped around her arms and legs, and her face carried even more scars then previously.
Yet she still didn't understand what Finando had whispered to her. "It happens for a reason, it's what is meant to be, you can't control what happens, because it's destiny." .. Was she destined to live her life in fear? Was she destined to become queen of the Arcanine Wolves against her will? Was she destined to die?
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Posted: Thu Jul 21, 2005 9:53 am
Nalira may not have noticed him lazing about there, but he noticed her, marking his place in his book with one furred finger and tilting his head to watch the brunette silently for a moment. She wasn't looking well...bandaged, worn.... but still Nalira. Her scent was still good but it also had a little of that "do-i-run-or-do-i-fight" undertone.
Finally he spoke, his voice low and silky; "Long time no see, Nala."
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Posted: Sat Jul 23, 2005 10:28 pm
Her eyes almost immediatly darted up to the familliar dark furred Tale. She stared at him for a few moments, her gaze intent, as if searching for something. Something that wasn't there.
"It has indeed been a long time, Khia." She spoke very slow and deliberatly, as if she was weighing down every word.
"How have you been?"
She let out a heavy breath. It took a lot of effort to speak, but, she wanted to nonetheless. She had the pinched look of someone who had grown very quickly in a short amount of time, and her hair looked as if it hadn't been brush in days. She ran her fingers over the ground half-heartedly, feeling her heartbeat in the fingertips.
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Posted: Sun Jul 24, 2005 11:06 am
He noticed, and more than that he could sense how very...old she'd grown. Life had not been kind to his friend - she had scars, so many scars! Inside and out.
Khia bore Nala's scrutiny quietly, his expression gentle - if she were looking for the child that he'd been, no...she wouldn't find it. His growth hadn't been as traumatic, but he'd changed greatly too. There were things about him that he kept quiet from the others; and more - he just felt different to anyone that used any senses but sight to "see" him.
"Very well, for the most part. You seem...strained, Nala." He wasn't going to ask her how she'd been; the scars on her body and her worn down aura said he should not - besides, the evidence was there for him to see.
The silky black shapeshifter reached out to smooth some of her hair; the undertone hues of his ever changing black coat swirled with colors that spelled out his concern for his friend, but few knew him well enough to spot the changes anymore.
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Posted: Mon Jul 25, 2005 12:08 am
She closed her eyes as he stroked her hair, her breath coming out in rythmatic fashion. She moved her gaze up to his, sighing heavily. Something was different. His face, it seemed that something had changed. It was not, perhaps, visible on the outside, but his gaze was .. well, she couldn't put her finger on it.
Her confusion was written all over as she stared at him, but slowly faded as she pondered his question. Although, when she spoke, she was finding it hard to get her tongue around a lot of words.
"Yes. It has been diff'cult, to say the least." She whispered. She didn't really notice her sudden change of tone. A smile flickered over her face as her eyes trailed over her friend. He had grown, and grown quite nicely, too. She tilted her head slightly, her eyes travelling over his frame. Something had changed about the Khia she used to know.
But what?
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Posted: Mon Aug 08, 2005 9:26 pm
The teen's backsplayed ears flicked a little - in this form those ears would never perk forward, the horns were in the way too much, and beyond that...they weren't attached in a manner that would allow them to perk forward.
"Can I help?" Such simple words, but the tone gave it so much more depth. He meant those words, but so much more that he couldn't even try to get out - she may have had a thick accent, and perhaps her tongue got caught on many words and syllables, but HE had a muzzle! Muzzles were not meant for speech!
He was so much bigger now, muscular and wirey all at once. Those seemingly gentle red eyes had a cat-like iris, and his horns seemed to gleam strangely on their own. Claw tipped fingers smoothed the girl's honey colored hair with a tenderness one would find hard to believe if they did not know that the dark beast was generally not as fierce as he looked.
Of course...he was either a marshmallow, or a raging beast, so perhaps it was for the best that Nala got to see only this side of her old playmate? Khia's temper had become something horrible to see...and his feral side tended to come out at the worst moments!
"Things will improve." He finally murmured, tail flicking lazily against the hammock.
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Posted: Fri Sep 16, 2005 9:40 pm
Nalira quirked an eyebrow, sighing heavily. Her head was swimming almost painfully, and it was at that moment she decided to stand, her head level with his. She smiled slightly, running her fingers over the hammock he was rested in, her fingers dipping delicately into the holes.
"It's amazing how such small, feeble peices thread -" With this, she plucked a thread from the hammock. " - Can be woven together to make something so strong." She smiled softly, a genuine smile; something rare from her, sighing heavily.
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Posted: Mon Sep 19, 2005 11:02 pm
The underlying color-tone to the shapeshifter's fur changed slightly - something that might be caught by someone that knew him well, but probably not something one would notice without knowing what to look for. He was worried for his childhood friend; this girl that was so much like him in so many ways.
His ears flicked a little at the girl's expression, and he did something almost without thinking - he reached out and picked the honey-haired girl up, pulling her into the hammock with him.
"People are like that too...the things we go through in life weave together to make us stronger..." Khia chuffed softly and hugged his long-time friend. "I'd say you understand that as well as anyone..."
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Posted: Wed Sep 21, 2005 6:27 am
Nalira fell into his embrace, feeling the warmth radiate between the two, before pulling back with a nod. He seemed to understand her in so many ways she never thought possible. Even through the silence it was as if he knew what she was thinking. As if they ahd never been apart.
"Yes. Everything we endure makes us stronger, and we need to learn to let go of what is lost, and to hold on to what we have."
She looked over to him, her eyes trailing over his form. He had changed, she could feel it. She wasn't sure if it was for the better, or for the worse, but he had certainly changed. She gently flicked her hair from her eyes, staring at him for a few more moments, before finally realizing what she was doing and looking away hastily.
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Posted: Sat Oct 15, 2005 1:11 pm
Khia and Nala were both wild. Almost feral creatures - he did understand her very well; and he was truely fond of this quiet girl. She was always in so much pain - and yet she rarely complained.
Of the Tales, there were very few he felt comfortable around - Nalira was one of them. Perhaps that was why he felt no reservation at holding her as he did. "I agree...though sometimes...it's awfully hard."
His tail twitched again, the furr shifting a bit - in color, and in general - as he mulled this over. Certain he'd changed physically - he was a man now; long limbs, sharp features, muscle and sinew. But he'd changed more on the inside - the innocence he'd carried as a kit, and as a child had left him completely.
Life had been hard for Nala, but it had also been rough on Khia for reasons both similar and different. Perhaps one day, they'd swap stories and shake their heads at how "interesting" life could be.
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Posted: Sun Oct 16, 2005 3:33 am
Nalira nodding knowingly, letting out a sigh. She ran her fingers through his fur gently, laying her head on his shoulder, then placed her hand on his in a friendly, non-romantic way. She then looked over to him in a serious manner.
"Khia .. You haven't really told me about yourself, how you've been coping, what you've done in life since we last met. I can understand if you don't want to tell me, of course, but I don't deny I am rather curious."
She remained silent after this. After all she'd been through, everything seemed so calm, it seemed right to ask about other peoples lives and forget hers, even if for just a moment.
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Posted: Thu Oct 20, 2005 1:38 pm
The shapeshifter purred deeply - partially because he was relaxed, and enjoyed the mild petting he was recieving, and partially because he knew that purring comforted people. Especially the sort of deep rumbling purring he could do.
"Well...there's not a whole lot to tell...I spend most of my time watching my Dad run around stressing himself out; it's pretty funny until he hurts himself or gets sick." here the big 'shifter snorted and muttered about how Syrie was always hurting himself or stressing himself sick. "Beyond that, I hang around with Jiro alot - hunting, playing the shamisen, swimming...stuff like that; or I'm at my martial arts class."
His fur rippled a bit, the underlying color shifting to reflect his sudden amusement with himself. "Oh yeah...and I"ve been trying to work with wood...build stuff. I'm not real good at it, apparently wood's harder to "shape" than my own flesh."
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Posted: Fri Nov 18, 2005 9:55 pm
Nalira listened to the Tale intently, her eyes closing gently. The purring was, indeed, comforting. Suddenly, a smile spread across the tired one's face, her eyes opening slowly.
"Yes, I've met Jiro. He speaks very highly of you. I met him by myself a little while ago .. a very pleasant meeting, I very much enjoyed his company. As for Syrie, he's always run off his feet. He is a very kind, caring person .. like you." She smiled gently, then shifted onto her side; her back was giving her a lot of trouble as of late.
"You must show me some of the things you've built when you have the time. I'd really like to see them. I don't really build much .. actually, I don't think I've built anything. I'm more into reading, and listening to music - I can really get lost into the lyrics. I don't do much else - occasionaly I'll wander when I have the strength and motivation. I'm kind'a lazy." She smiled in amusement, brown strands of hair falling over her face as she let out a little chuckle.
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Posted: Fri Nov 25, 2005 3:59 pm
Khia chuckled a bit, his tail swishing as he continued purring; he watched his gentle friend slowly relaxing thanks to the rumbling that came from deep in his chest. Her smile really was beautiful...the shapeshifter thought it a pity she didn't have much cause to do it often.
"Jiro is very special, yes." His great ears flicked back and forth just a bit, the tasseled ends moving slightly as he did so, "He's also much older than he seems...at least...inside." Because in the time that Khia had spent getting to know the small red head, he'd discovered an intelligence that was much older than the tiny body that housed it.
"Of course...when it's done. If I can get it to work...I'll make you something." Khia nodded at the girl's words about music - he too loved music; it truely did soothe the savage beast, so to speak. "Nala, I'm lazy as hell...you found me laying about, didn't you?" Another of his toothy, fanged grins as he reached out to gently rub her back; something - his sixth sense? - telling him she had troubles.
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