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 Posted: Thu Jul 15, 2010 7:24 pm
Am'Arice gave her head a shake. "Not both of them...only she is from Sanctity." You know for being the curious about everything one Myri certain missed a very important piece of the puzzle by not recognizing Ayita. "She's Yasuo's daughter." Am'Arice explained, even though it really should have been Ayita doing so. "And her mother is a Lefu." Am'Arice shuddered slightly at the thought of the sacrifice, she knew they were needed to keep the Goddess happy at times but it didn't make it any less scary.
Her eyes turned to Erynion for a moment. He certainly wasn't part of the pack and other than Ayita's mother she had never seen such an unnaturally colored wolf. And one that ate lizards too, how curious.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 5:43 am
"Oh, right..." Myri said slowly. Whilst she was innately curious about the world, the 'home situation' and her packs odd beliefs hadn't really penetrated to her. Perhaps they were too normal or boring for her taste in study, at such a young age. She did vaguely remember the 'thing' about Yasu, though. And stories about lefu.... Hmm.
Peering at Ayita, she announced "well, we're gonna hurt you", not even beginning to think whether her siblings would or not. If her mother was lefu... perhaps that explained her odd colours.
Things were beginning to connect in her mind now - vague remembrances about odd coloured wolves and the pack's prohibition against them. She didn't understand it, but if they had such a dislike for coloured wolves then they must be common... or at least not uncommon. You didn't make a rule to keep out things which never happened.
She didn't know what Yasuo looked like, but he must be normal-ish so maybe that's why Ayita was at least partly normal colours and not all odd, like the other one. If her mother gave her colour, then maybe Froggy's mother had been his colours? Or something similar?
"Oooohhh... Froggy" she said, using the name her min had assigned him for now "were your parents your colours?". It all made sense - if odd wolves were parents with non-odd wolves then they'd make mixes or really odd wolves even maybe. If the pack didn't like that, she guessed that migth be why they banned it.
For most, this would have been simple to understand but Myri liked to investigate and understand the principles behind such things.
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Posted: Thu Aug 12, 2010 8:55 am
Phew! Several assurances about their safety was more than enough to get Ery's heart slowing back down from the fast=paced racing it had been minutes before. Maybe the more they acted like they weren't a threat, the better. Yeah. Wolves could sense fear, right? He could smell himself if nothing else, and that was bad enough. Deep breaths, deep deep breaths . . . Wait, Froggy? Erynion didn't get where the girl was getting this weird notion of him eating frogs; the very idea of ingesting something so slimy made him make a face. Although if food grew scarcer, he might just have to . . . Ohgodsno. No. Never that low, he'd never sink that low.
He probably should have done something about Ayita constantly protecting him, but frankly he was happy to have the help.
"U-Um . . . My mom is tan and green, and my dad is black and red and white," he explained. "So I kinda got all of their colors . . . Just none of D-Da's mohawk." Though both of his siblings did. "S-So what's a Lefu?"
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 4:37 am
Ayita turned away from them, looking at the quizzical questioning female with a sigh. "I didn't eat anything. I was born this color. THIS is my NATURAL color." she said with a grimace. "And Actually..." she paused to look at Am'arice. "My mother isn't the Lefu anymore... I am..." She looked at Ery and said simply, "Lefu. The Pack's Sacrifice to the goddess. The Sacrifice for the naturally colored wolves to offer."
Natural color, who knew the term could be such a play on words? When a wolf took this into consideration, it was odd what one could come up with. She wanted to turn and walk away... but then she realized something. These pups weren't looking at her so much with disdain as they were curiosity... If she would embed it in their heads that everything was natural, who knew? Maybe she could create a better future for her siblings and the pack.
She backed off completely. "If you have no intentions to harm us, then I too have no reason to harm you..." she said now standing beside Ery. She looked at the group for a moment before speaking slowly.
"You know," she started, "it's interesting, how you can look at us and think our coloration are strange and unnatural... because really, it's impossible for any color to be unnatural..." She paused for a brief moment and let that statement take root in their minds and let it take some effect on them, let it get them thinking. "Think about it... The sky is blue, the sky is natural... dirt is brown, dirt is natural... Darkness and Shadows are black, Darkness and shadows are natural.. Grass is Green and Grass is natural... Blood is red, Blood is natural..." she paused to take a deep breath and consider her next words.
"Flowers come in thousands of colors, shades of yellows, oranges, pinks, purples and so many others I can't even think of... and every one of those plants and flowers are natural... those flowers are living things... they breathe, they grow... and they don't once question why another flower is a different color..." she gave them a long, hard look. If she could get them to understand this, maybe she could make a difference... and maybe not. She was one wolf, so she wasn't sure what she could really do or say that might actually change their ideals from those of their families.
"What gives anyone the right to look at me or my family and say that we are not naturally colored!?" she asked indignantly, standing tall before the other pups, standing bravely before the large group that could over take her if they wanted to, though, what made her that brave was their assurance that they wouldn't... what mattered to her was Enryion's safety anyways.
"Me and my mother and father, and my siblings... My Family... We are colored like the earth, like the Sky... like the ocean and the night... We are colored like the blood that runs through your veins or the flowers that bloom on the earth that we all walk on..." she said softly, conviction in her voice.
"What makes us so unnatural or so terrible that we are singled out by our own pack? Our family...?" her words were strong, steady and brave. Her words were deep, thought out and even, if just a little, her words were sad, spilled from the heart of a young and wounded spirit. "I have a sister who walks among you, and talks among you, and she is seen as acceptable, because her colors are what your parents, your aunts and your uncles Deem "Normal" and "Natural"...."
She stopped for a moment more and she spoke again. "Eris my sister and my Father Yasuo.. they are colored like the others of yours pack, and they are allowed to live.. but my mother Neid, my sister Isis and myself... We are the Sacrifices We are the Lefus! I am a Lefu placed in my mother's stead even now so that she may live! But we are no different than any of you. So our colors are different, but we are the same shape, we see and hear as you do, we taste, smell and feel as you do... We hurt and cry as you do and we FEAR as any of you do... we're normal wolves too, but our pack doesn't see that..."
She stopped to breathe steady for a moment or two then continued. "We are the start of the pack's next generation and we have the power to change things... but the adults...they are so closed in their ways, they don't care about any of what I have told you.... Think about it... they will try to drill it into your heads that we are inferior... just because we were born this way... born with the colors of nature... Yasuo's eldest Son is the Alpha... He is my half brother, we have the same blood in our veins, but he still condemns me and my siblings. He looks on us with anger, hatred and disdain... He cares not for the ties of blood and family, or that we are young and need the support of a pack as we grow..." she sighed and shook her head. She was starting to lose where she'd been taking this.
She looked at each one of the pups before her and then back at Ery and she sat down again, curling her small tail around her paws. "I am one Puppy... Each one of you... by yourselves, is one puppy... but together, you are the next generation of wolves...we are the next generation... we are different because we are young and we can see things differently than how the adults see things... and you... oh the things you can and could do! You can make different choices and new decisions... you're the future of the pack... You will be adults when I am an adult... When the time comes for me to decide whether I will die in my Mother's place at the teeth of our warriors, maybe even at the teeth of one of you, or if I leave my pack and my family to live the life of a coward, alone and afraid for the rest of my life,"
Another pause and she continued, "Just one voice could make the difference... One voice to speak out against the actions of an ageless ritual could be all it takes to change the pack... if one voice could do that, think of what a whole group of voices could do..."
She knew that she was nearing the end of her explanation and likely the end of their patience, but she had one more thing to say.
"The warriors of our Pack and the Warriors of our pasts have Deemed unnatural colors a penalty for death..."
she stood and walked towards the group of pups. "Red was one of the unnatural colors... and every time a Sacrifice was made, their teeth, their mouths and their fur was painted Red in the blood of the innocent who's life was lost. Who was there to judge them? Who was there to call them unnatural? No one."
She turned away from them and returned to Ery.
"You are the future, my furry friends, you decide my future, and the future of my sister, my mother, and even your own children someday." she turned to look at them again.
"A pack of naturally colored wolves can still birth a puppy of unusual color... just think.. some day, you could have a puppy in a litter of your own, and they could be a strange color... and any one of you could have been... so take that into consideration when you decide what laws you're going to live by when you're adults, yeah?"
"My fate could have been just as easily, yours...." Ayita lifted the rabbit she had hunted and looked at Ery uncertainly, wondering what he thought of her for this unladylike display. "The Rabbit is getting cold... I can find a second one if you would like to join us?" she asked the group of pups, trying to be seem less hostile then she had been. The words that had left the female had not been the words of a Puppy, but the words of a Wolf.. A wolf who feared her future because it was uncertain.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 9:28 am
Pra'tari had sort of faded into the background as the other's spoke, it had soon become clear that no violence was going to happen and so he'd been content to listen as Myri satisfied her curiosity.
He had not however expected the sudden speech from the blue wolf and his head tipped slightly in confusion as she spoke - I mean sure he'd heard the phrase 'lefu' and 'sacrifice' a time or two around the pack - but no one had ever explained to him what it meant, just as no one had ever told him why he shouldn't hang around with odd colored wolves,he'd learned that he shouldn't from other wolves in the pack in fact and had simply assumed they must be unlucky in some manner.
Honestly he'd hardly believed they even existed until now but his own parents had never forced a belief on him or spoke badly of anyone - well there had been some hushed comments about the old alpha but really he had been quite a bit younger then himself and hadn't understood what they had said..or remember it. Mostly his parents just seemed concerned with keeping he and his siblings safe and happy. and this puppy here seemed to think they were all dastardly evil wolves bent on hurting her.
She seemed a bit paranoid to him. Sure his dad was a it grumpy but he'd never hurt a pup...even a pup that was a lefu thing - which he'd have to ask about when he got home. and she was going to die when she got older? They would have to kill her? He blinked and glanced to his brothers and sisters to see how they took this whole thing.
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Posted: Fri Aug 13, 2010 8:20 pm
Well this is not at all what she expected when she ran into Ayita and the strange green pup. Flopping onto her backside Am'Arice idly scratched at her ear as the speech rolled on. It was an interesting topic, but one she knew little about. Like her brothers and sisters, Am'Arice had only heard whispers of the subjects of Lefu and Sacrifices, but the specifics were still unknown to her. Her parents had kept such things from them as they were still young and would not fully understand the consequences of such things.
"We didn't come out here to make trouble you know." She pointed out to Ayita when she was done with her long winded speech. However, Am'Arice was not willing to breech the subject anymore for fear that she would need to endure another speech.
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Posted: Sun Aug 15, 2010 7:07 am
"You do talk a lot." Tyr said bluntly right after Am had fallen silent. However, regardless of his reaction, he had listened to her speech intently. At first he had been prepared to look away and allow his mind to come up with a solution to the situation or a way for them all to come out of this encounter without the adults finding out about it, but the moment she changed from preaching about what colors were natural to how if the younger generation worked as a pack they could change things, his mind was engaged. That was survival she was talking about, although she didn't say it exactly, and with all of Tyr's young beliefs it held a ring of truth. His slight annoyance only returned when she got preachy again about blood and innocents, etc.
"The world isn't fair." It wasn't. He had heard his mother say so once. "You have to rely on yourself if you want to stay safe. But you're right." He looked uneasily at his siblings. "At least as pups, being a unit is safer. It's the only way to look out for one another. Overall, a pack is the safe option, as long as you still have the ability to do things for yourself and don't get too dependent."
He looked away, but really he was inspecting his own fur. He looked the most like his father of all his siblings. But his father's coat was more reddish than his. In fact, his father's fur was almost clearly red where Tyr's was simply a reddish brown. If the new Alpha saw fit to see his father's color a little differently, maybe he would be in Ayita's mother's place.
"Why doesn't your mother just leave the pack and take you and your sisters with her?" The answer seemed stupidly obvious to him. "Find a pack where your colors aren't something that's bad. There's no reason you have to stay somewhere that you say is going to kill you whenever they feel like it." And Tyr still had his doubts about that. His parents wouldn't let pups die, right? And they certainly wouldn't help with it.
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Posted: Thu Aug 19, 2010 8:43 am
Myri bit her lip as she listened to the debate - distracted, now, from her inquiry's on pelt colouration in relation to ones parents. She also had issues with the idea her parents would sacrifice a pup to some great unknown - what was that supposed to achieve? She'd heard only a little about the whole godess, lefu, and 'bad' colours - nothing more than snatches and an incomplete picture upon which she wasn't ready to settle her own beliefs. It was obvious to her that Ayita was distressed, though, and truly felt she was going to be the subject of some horror.
Her thoughts on how to deal with it, though, very much echoed her brother's: "Yeah why don'tcha just leave? I mean... if you're out here on your own then it's not like you're locked up and can't go away?" she figured if she was in that situation, she would run away - but it was easy enough to think that when you weren't in the spotlight, huh? If that was truly what her pack was doing, then odd-colours or not, she'd not stick around to see it. She was actually beginning to think of Froggy and Ayita as 'pretty' in their own way, now that she was getting used to the colours.
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