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 Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 9:46 pm
*smells the change in the creatures attitude and starts laughing despite himself and the serious situation.*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 9:53 pm
*regards him curiously and comes all the way out of her den* What's so funny? *sits in front of the burrow and blocks Tumblethorn inside*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 9:55 pm
ahh you can speak, i figured that would let me find out easily enough without causing much of a situation. *stands up to his full height a towering 14 feet, and then bows with a grace that belies his immense size.* My name is Fenrir, son of Fenris the mighty killer of the king of the Aesirs.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:01 pm
*looks up from her crouching position* I'm Snow, Wolfrider from Three Trees Holt. *raises her eyebrows* If we're comparing kills, I suppose slaying the Mindbiter works. *shrugs and mentally reassures her four wolf-friends*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:04 pm
* lets himself slouch down again to his usual position.* Wasnt my kill twas my father who killed Odin i have yet to fight such a creature that should be named in ones introduction so i still use my father's *shrugs at the confusion, as hes rather use to it*
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:11 pm
*looks up at him curiously and shrugs* Makes no difference to me. *fiddles with her veil* What kind of wolf are you?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:20 pm
i am a werewolf no regular wolf, though i can see nor are you and your companions. *bows again* it is a pleasure meeting you would you and your pack care to follow me to meet the rest of pack that lives in these woods ?
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:26 pm
Would they accept us? We are strangers here. *Flicker, Highstride and Bramble quietly approach* I'm a Wolfrider. We *indicates herself and the four wolves* share an ancestress, Timmain the High One.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:28 pm
do not worry sister, we are all welcom here. I am a halfbreed myself and am accepted here, our diversity is a strength not a weakness
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:34 pm
*relays this information to her wolf-friends, mounts Tumblethorn and replies a little shyly* I would like to meet your tribe, then.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:36 pm
first if you feel up to it we should hunt, there is much better game out there to feed your pack, or if you prefer we can make our way to the dens (( dont know how much time you have left, if you think you have a few minutes we can go for a hunt if you think your out of time lets just go to the dens))
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:42 pm
((Out of time, but we can hunt tomorrow. I don't know when Ginko is working yet.))
*looks at the rabbit carcass in the den and tells Flicker to take it* I'm not really that hungry. I've been traveling alone for quite some time, I think I'd like to see people.
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:43 pm
well then follow me to the dens *goes and begins to lope towards the dens knowing theyll be right behind him* (( have a goodnight! glad to see you in the forest tomorrow is a big day! ))
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Posted: Tue Apr 26, 2005 10:46 pm
*rides after him on Tumblethorn, the other three wolves following*
(here's hoping I can make it! night!)
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Posted: Wed Apr 27, 2005 6:35 am
*yawns and stretches, up early because she wants to pack as much as she can into the time she has. Light on her feet, she smiles, greeting the moonlight and then she runs over to the river, leaping into it like a kit, emerging with a fresh salmon in her mouth. Swallowing it whole, Ces swims upriver to the large lake and dives beneath its flawless surface, delighting in the fact that her muscles and bones have never felt stronger. She swims for quite a while before exiting the lake and shaking herself off, laying out in the lush meadow to dry off in the fresh moonlight.*
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