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 Posted: Fri Sep 11, 2009 9:59 pm
She beamed. She had done well! She had brought water to him, and shown him a sight he had never seen before.
She smiled, her big toothy grin, though she knew he wasnt even looking at her at the moment, not that she minded. She was incredibly happy to just have company.
She pranced over to the waters edge, sprawling out on her belly, and lowering her muzzle to take a quick drink, before looking at him and jumping back to her feet.
"Im..Honestly not sure. It was here when I got here. Unless.. You mean where is the water coming from."
She said, blushing a bit.
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Posted: Sat Sep 12, 2009 8:35 pm
Turbo's last comment pushed Drover from his reverie with a bark of laughter. "Of course the rocks were here," he said. "The spirits before us put all the rocks here a long time ago." He stated it like an obvious fact. To him, it was. Where else could things come from at all? "But the water has to come from somewhere." Underground, usually, in his experience, but maybe it was different here?
Stepping to the waters edge, he stood next to her again, also lowering his head into the pool for a drink. The water was a rich, deep blue, churned to white at the very base of the fall. The ripples it created were such that the wolves' reflections were never stable, constantly twisting on the surface of the water, gray and orange mixing at the edges.
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Posted: Mon Oct 12, 2009 5:38 pm
She blushed a bit at his laughter, feeling all at once that maybe he was making fun of her comment. She shook her head, trying not to feel sad that he had felt that way.
"I've never..swam in it. Im not sure where the water comes from." She replied, looking over to the water and wondering why she had never swam in it before..It would be so nice, but she had taken great happiness in just resting in the solitude.
She lowered her maw to take a drink, then lifted her head and plopped her rear on the earth.
"Do you swim?"
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Posted: Sat Oct 17, 2009 6:26 pm
Drover wasn't paying enough attention to notice Turbo's slight blush. He hadn't meant to make fun of her; in fact, he hadn't realized anyone could take it that way. He wasn't very good at walking in the skin's of others, getting their perspective.
He saw her collapse into a resting position, but he himself remained standing. He considered her question. He knew what swimming was, but only in the abstract. He rarely came across water deep enough to do so in.
"I don't. Not only that, I can't," he admitted. It was rare he admitted he couldn't do something. But pretending her could swim could be quite dangerous. Water could kill you, couldn't it? It wouldn't be fun if she jumped in and he had to follow to save his ego, and ended up dying or worse, requiring rescue.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 5:40 pm
She had never really taken to swimming much. Something about her pelt being so, sticky and..smelly after that. She wasnt a wolf that liked to be dirty. She was a girl, through and through.
"I can swim, momma made sure to teach me and Reaction as pups. But I dont like to."
She answered, wrinkling her nose in disgust.
"Its not really a sport I was ever fond of."
She mused, and watched as he watched the water.
She looked up at him from her place on the ground, and wagged her tail softly.
"Its a shame. Have you, ever before?"
She asked.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 7:20 pm
"Swam? No, no, I've never tried." The male latched on to what she'd said before, hoping to change the subject. Though she claimed she hated water, he feared she might try to offer him a lesson, and he would hate to be so humiliated.
"Reaction?" he asked. It was a name in the same vein of Turbo's. "Is that your sister?" He wondered what she looked like, and how much the two resembled each other. They had similar names; were their pelts and personalities the same, as well? "Does she live here, too?" He glanced around quickly, as though she might suddenly come running out of the scrub bushes, as Turbo had earlier.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 7:46 pm
Her blue and black sister was not quite as dark a femme as Turbo. The twins were quite opposite in ways. Her sister had been a healer, somewhat of a protector.
She thought back on that time.. Before Haku, before everything. Turbo remembered running from her sister, with a boy no less.
And when the sisters were reunited, Turbo could tell Reaction was not as happy as she was to be a loner.
"Yes, Reaction is my sister." She smiled lightly, liking to think of her lighter sister sometimes.
Even if it did strike a pang of sadness in her heart.
"And she has joined a newly formed pack, hoping to fulfill her life as a healer. Hopefully she makes it.."
But deep down, Turbo knew if she didnt, she could just swoop in and save the day.
Like any big sister.
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:21 pm
Drover nodded in understand, watching the gray female. So they hadn't stayed together, then? Turbo didn't sound sour about it, though. Perhaps she just wasn't much of a pack wolf.
"Packs, huh?" he said with a shrug. "Can't live with 'em, can't live with 'em." That'd been his experience, mostly. He would join a pack, leech off of it for a bit, then get himself kicked out for whatever reason. He'd sabotage himself, really. He couldn't bear to just leave; he had to make it someone else's fault.
"I've been in one or two, meself," he said. "You're not in a pack, though?"
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Posted: Sun Nov 08, 2009 8:54 pm
She hadnt ever been part of a pack. She had tried when she lived with her mothers pack; but they had kicked her out for her polygamous views.
She didnt want one mate, one lifemate forever in her life. She wanted to view the world, and experience different males.
Of course, her views were so.. drastic now. She really never became the exploring concubine she had wanted to be.
Now she was the docile she-wolf who couldnt seem to bear social situations.
""Yes, I was anyway. I am no longer desired back in their lands though. My own fault, really. What of you? Why have you been in two packs?"
She asked curiously.
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Posted: Tue Nov 10, 2009 7:28 pm
"Aah, no longer desired..." He quoted her with a tone of derision. "Just another way to say kicked out, hey?" He didn't mean to be harsh to her; it was the pack system he disliked. Or perhaps the system disliked him.
He rolled his shoulders again in a shrug, as though he were shedding water, like he didn't much care. "Eeh, packs are only good for so long," he said. "But eventually they want you to, you know, join up. Get with the program." He snorted. "So I'm useful to 'em, when they can get something out o' me..." Drover didn't mention that 'something' was usually mercenary work. "...but then suddenly I'm not good enough for 'em. Still, they're useful, in the short term."
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Posted: Tue Nov 24, 2009 2:01 pm
"Yes, I was kicked out." She nodded, though she had not been planning on being so blunt about it.
But she did not take it offensively. She had been.. She was not exactly what her family wanted, and so she had been shunned to a world of no peace.
Or so they thought.
The female quite enjoyed her time alone, and felt no need for any pack of any kind.
"I personally am never going to join another pack. I prefer my sanity."
She mused.
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Posted: Sun Jan 03, 2010 10:33 pm
Drover nodded his head. It was lovely talking with this female -- and Turbo was certainly lovely herself -- but his head itched with the desire to move. Now that he had decided to stay in this land, he wanted to move as far as possible from his desert home as he could. He knew if he stayed here, even for a night -- well, that night would turn into two, then five, then twenty; and everything would be ruined when he finally decided to go.
"Then I'll leave you to your sanity," he said. He turned to face the deep of the woods, but he let his body brush against the female's as he trodded off. "It's been a ripper, sheila."
Then he was gone, armed with new knowledge for his new life -- and the visage of a lovely lady in his memory to keep him company.
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