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 Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 8:53 am
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Posted: Fri Jun 09, 2006 2:33 pm
His ears perked upwards as Phib mused about the idea of jobs that were currently avaliable within the pack. But when he mentioned "guard", a broad smile spread across his maw. "A fellow such as yourself making others aggro and dodgy about you? Can't personally see that but I'll take your word on it," he grinned as he chuckled softly. "I'll be gobsmacked!"
The idea of protecting the pack and the packlands seemed to stir a course of adrenaline within his wolfish veins; muscles tensing and his heartbeat on the brink of racing with utter thrill as the mere thought of becoming a defender of the pack crossed his train of thought. The last time where he endeavored in bloodshed was- well, shrouded from his mind. Rarely did he lift a paw in senseless bloodshed but, truthfully, if there was a brawl that needed dealin' with then Cellen was one who wouldn't mind fighting for those he loved and his newfound home.
It was too good to pass up!
"I'd be honored to be one of your guards, Phib. I'm rearin' and kickin' to protect your packlands and serve the pack with diligence and honor. If any half-sharp tries to strike up a bit of argy-bargy or cause a hang-up, you can be sure they'll be recievin' a few hit for sixes and come to find their making one hell of a howler!" He commented with his voice full of exhuberance and lively nature as he nodded his head. The tapered, crimson hair brushing past his right eye as he stretched his neck out slightly and smiled warmly.
"I'm mad for it!"
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Posted: Sun Jun 11, 2006 10:13 am
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Posted: Tue Jun 13, 2006 12:09 pm
"Those manky blokes couldn't stand before you anyways let alone plot somethin' without having it fall to shambles and horlicks before they could get to you," he smirked as his curled tail wagged behind him. A small chuckle rumbled from his chest as he simply shook his head and laughed. "Best thing we can do is keep the aggro low and wait for whatever comes. No use sulking in fear when there's nothing to fear, you know?"
His ears flickered, shifting slightly as he knitted his brows slightly in thought. "Well I'm not lookin' for the popular pack and my track record with run in's and confrentation with others isn't to perfect." A broad smile slid across his maw as his cerulean orbs met with the pale, green orbs of the Alpha.
"Manage? The thought of just being in a pack is just gobsmack! I'll not let you down, Phib!" Cellen nodded his head as he flared his nostrils with a reaffirming huff. He had already esteemed full honor and respect within his new Alpha and the knowledge that this wolf, this pack, was the right place to be in only made him smile.
He had found someplace to belong.
"When do I begin?" He commented with a wide grin as his paws shuffled and fidgeted with anticipation.
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Posted: Wed Jun 14, 2006 8:29 pm
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Posted: Thu Jun 15, 2006 6:57 pm
A wide grin spread across his maw as the young punk nodded his head, ears shifting as he took carefull head of the Alpha's orders or rather how he was to present himself and operate efficiently as the "Head Guard". "Right, right! Just make a row and leg it!" The direction seemed simple enough; Cellen wasn't too worried that he wouldn't be able to fufill his duties but the anticipation for when he would heed the given call sent shivers down his spine. He couldn't wait to get his paws on such an opportunity.
Tilting his head as his curled tail swayed in a nonchalant manner, Cellen flared his nostrils with a sharp intake of breath. He was too caught up in the thought of being a defender and a sentry guard around his newfound home and the realization that he had been accepted as an equal still felt surreal.
"Bazzin! So, keep an eye on the dodgy mates, dekko about the packlands and skive any chance of havin' the territories be breached by any manky wolf. But, if they do, any intruder will find themselves in shambles!" As a slight ponderous expression drew upon his maw, Cellen shook his head and chuckled.
"It's brill, Phib!"
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