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 Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:22 pm
It had been so many moons since the mother Solan had given him her little pup. Perhaps, he thought, perhaps she was plotting something. Surely she would return soon. In the meantime, he had entrusted the little puppy to stay put in the carefully hidden den. 'Stay,' he had growled at Farfalla, his low voice rolling like so many stones from his belly. 'No safety for you outside; Momma will be very angry if I lose you.' Because she was coming back. He knew she would. That's what he told the little puppy anyway.
Turning from the river, Taonga began padding down the stretch of water, intent on finding his way back to the den and the little puppy that waited there.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:40 pm
 Kek stood at the river bank, lapping up the ice water. It was refreshing, and the wolf had been pleased at discovery it earlier that day. He wasn't familiar with the surrounding area, and had been sick of lapping up snow and thawed out puddles puddles to soothe his thirst. Thankfully, his instincts had served him well and he'd stumbeled across a more permanent and much more refreshing place to drink - the river.
As he soothed his thirst, two violet ears swiveled this way and that. Kekarn was unfamilar with the land he traveled, and knew none. He hadn't thought he'd trekked across packlands, but one never knew. Packs came together and broke apart in an instant, and their territory along with it.
Just because he hadn't stumbeled across any obvious signs didn't mean he hadn't trespassed.
A pause and, after a moment staring intently at his reflection, the male looked over his shoulder. Sure enough, the sounds of padded feet against snow, and was that a . . .another further down?
Licking the last of the cold water from his muzzle, grey-blue eyes landed upon a shadowed figure. He wasn't going to run, he'd just wait. It wasn't that he was too proud and dominant - Kek was just a smidge lazy. Why bolt at the first sign of an approaching stranger?
Besides, [erhaps he could better figure out where his paws had taken him this time.
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Posted: Sun Mar 04, 2007 10:51 pm
Taonga stopped in his tracks the moment he caught sight of the other wolf - and it wasn't exactly hard, given the other male's coloring. Which...technically speaking he probably shouldn't have been passing any judgments on said coat, given the fact that they both had a few similarities in terms of the 'kind of bright' end of the color spectrum.
He sniffed, tipped his head faintly one direction, and eyed the other wolf curiously. It wasn't often that he saw other wolves wandering this area of the woods. There wasn't, in all honesty, much to prey on given the density of the surrounding trees. Good dwelling places, but little to eat - made for lots of walking and dragging and burying... Taonga shook himself faintly, refocused his attention until, at length, he finally opted to speak up rather than sit in silence as they stared at one another.
"'ullo,' he called rather passively, sandpaper rough voice catching in the brisk air, drifting to the water where it was carried down and away, away, stored somewhere secret in the current. "Who're you?" He was, perhaps, a touch simple-minded - a bit of a lug, or at least seemed so with his slow, thoughtful manner of speaking.
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Posted: Mon Mar 05, 2007 10:05 am
Kekarn stared cordially at the other, investigating him with about as much curiousity as a cat gave its whiskers. Sight and sent had given him the information he needed to know - gender was male, and he appeared fairly healthy. His stature was about as calm and confident as his own, and he looked to be of average age. He didn't appear to be starving or near his death bed, so that told Kekarn he could at least feed himself. There didn't appear to be a plethora of foreign scents smeared upon, which told Kekarn that he wasn't necessarily a pack animal.
In other words, all in all, Kekarn judged Taonga as no threat. Tilting his head in a lazy manner, the violet and black striped male allowed a small smile to cross his features as he studied the male.
It had been close to a week since his last run in with a fellow wolf. Sure, he'd picked up a variety of scents, but Taonga was his first visual meeting. Tail wagging lazily, the large pawed male flicked his cream stained ear as he listened to Taonga and secretly admired the pattern on his coat.
A good bit of eye candy this stranger was, Kekarn mused to himself with an inward grin. And a violet coat a few shades darker than his own. Very striking, if he did think so himself.
"I'm Kekarn," the blue eyed male drolled lazily, his entire demeanor absolutely radiating relaxation. Laid back much? Kekarn was the epitome of the word. "Just passing through," he decided to add as an afterthought. Had he mistakenly stumbled across a small spot of pack territory? Taonga's demand of his name made the violet stained wolf question such thoughts.
"I haven't mistakenly tredded through taken land, have I?" His question seemed to hold little concern, and was asked more out of politeness than any need to know.
Oh yes, 98% of the time Kekarn worried about absolutely nothing, no matter how potentially dire the situation could be.
Calm, cool, and ever so collected was his way of life. And thus far, for him, it had worked beautifully.
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Posted: Fri Mar 09, 2007 10:42 pm
Taonga blinked at him thoughtfully, head tipped slightly sideward. "Kekarn," he echoed absently, probably in order to solidify the name with the smell and the appearance of the other wolf, filed away in some corner of the male's mind.
He squint at the other, quietly taking into account the way the male held himself, languishing like a lazy bug on a rock. Or maybe Taonga was just staring.
One of the two.
"No, no pack. Just us," he finally remarked. And a puppy secretly stashed in a cave not far from here, but Taonga didn't go so far as to explain that one. Solan would be angry if he did that.
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Posted: Sat Mar 10, 2007 8:14 am
The violet wolf was pleased at Taonga's confirmation of packless lands. At least he knew for a fact that he needn't worry about others. Some wolves had a tendency to claim lay to land and forget about some of its furthes borders, only to maul an ignorant fool who was passing through at the wrong place and wrong time.
The aggression of some packs and loners was enough to keep Kekarn to his lonesome. He didn't need to be around high-tension controlers, oh no. He'd rather be alone in the company of his own shadow than around the sorts that did nothing but gripe, complain and worry.
Worrying was for the birds if one were to ask Kek directly. Life would happen regardless if you thought about it or not. Sure, it was good to be prepared, but the fine line between contemplation and obsession was a thin one indeed.
"Just us, eh?" He repeated, tail wagging in lazy sweeps behind him. Taonga was handsome enough . . . . "Not a bad place to be," he added with a lazy grin, looking around him to peer at the rivers edge and surrounding land. Perhaps not the most lush and popular of places, but as fine an environment as any.
Shaking out his thick coat, Kek turned to face the large one before him. He didn't appear to be an ovelry chit-chatty one, but that was all right. He might as well get a locals opinion of the land and surrounding territory instead of figuring it out first hand.
See? Not worried - but prepared.
"So the land stay this barren for long, or if I keep on trecking will it open up to more food-friendly trails?" Even the rivers seemed sparse with its fish populations, and the few frogs he'd tried to snag had been difficult to capture. Hopefully, Taonga wouldn't grow defensive or snarky about his inquiery - no, he wasn't going to steal this other wolves prime hunting ground . . . At least not really.
All Kek wanted was something with a bit more substance - a rabbit would suffice. Fish and mice and the long-lost squirrel or chipmunk did not keep meat on ones bones. And Kek rather preferred NOT to starve.
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