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 Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:05 pm
It wasn't particularily one of the best of days. The weather was overall groggy, with upset-looking cluds and the air unusally moist. It was most certainly going to rain on this evening, which put one Ulaya in a difficult spot. She didn't mind the rain - oh no, she actually quite liked it - but thunder? Oh no no! She particularily didn't like thunder. It spooked her like no tomorrow!
And the clouds were dark, and she prayed they weren't thunder clouds.
The pink female stuck out like a sore thumb. She wished a good shelter would stick out as well as she did. Her dainty paws hit the grass in a rushed manner, her silver eyes flickering about.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:15 pm
 Cream colored ears perked, and stormy-blue eyes opened as he caught the sound of hurries steps. He sniffed the air -- the scent of a on-coming storm strong, then with a strong just of wind, another scent was blown his way.
Uncurling himself from his resting spot, he took to his feet in an elegant dash. The scent bore fear, and what was there to fear here, in the little area of the forest he called his own? Unless perhaps the owner of the scent was afraid of the storm? Cowardice. Hmp!
Hopping over brush and logs, the Ulaya ended his jaunt with a leap upon a large rock, where his analytical eyes caught a form of pink.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:30 pm
Freja frowned a bit as she glanced towards the sky. They were the same as they had been a second ago, but still! It wouldn't be fair for the clouds to start booming when she was still out. It wouldn't be fair at all! She nodded, agreeing to her thought. This day just had to take a turn for the worst.
While taking quick peeks around, her eyes had fallen breifly on a tanned figure who blended quite well in with his surroundings compared to herself. However, this little notice caused her hind right foot to knock into her left, tripping herself. Her paws hit the ground in a messy manner and she fell onto her belly. She blinked her eyes hard, trying to understand where exactly her body was, and puckered her lips in annoyance.
She scrambled to her feet and turned to look behind her to where she thought she had spotted someone. She prayed they hadn't seen her little fumble, but... It wasn't their business to look anyway! She flushed, but it was invisible amongst her pink fur.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:40 pm
Anjel lept from the large rock which had served as his purch, and slowly walked out of the shadow, head slightly raised in a cocky manner.
"What are you running for?" He ask slowly, accentuating each word, his voice it's usuall low, airy, rumble.
In his --albeit unofficial-- domain, this female had come running through - awakened him from his slumber, and piqued his curiosity asto why. And now, he wanted answers.
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:44 pm
She was very certain she didn't like his tone. She glanced away, a tad embarressed that he had left his little spot to talk to her... And in such a condenscending manner at that! But, he probably had a reason why... It was going to rain, afterall, and she didn't know many who enjoyed it. She offered a very sheepish smile and tilted her head to look up at the sky, gesturing him to do the same.
"I-It's going to rain, silly. And that often means thunder!" She said simply, a bit taken back that he didn't know why. Was he a social recluse? She mimiced his slow tone of speaking, giggling almost, "And I don't like thunder."
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Posted: Sun Nov 25, 2007 3:57 pm
"And where would you think to run to for shelter?" He lifted a brow.
It was then that thunder sounded above, and he looked to the sky, and back to the female before him, registering her fear with eyes that portrayed little emotion.
He then closed his eyes with a sigh, looking away, and back to the shadows which he came. "Follow me," He said, voice less condecending this time, almost somewhat defeated.
He didn't wait for an answer, before he turned around, heading back for the shadow of the forest, only stopping to look over his shoulder expectantly.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 9:05 pm
The pink Ulaya opened her mouth to answer, but no words came from her mouth. Okay, so she didn't know where she was going. So what? Was it really his business if he was talking to her in such a condensending tone? She flicked her short tail with annoyance, and her gray eyes quickly to the sky. It still had yet to boom frighteningly. It was probably just waiting for the perfect moment...
"Huh?" The words slipped past her lips quietly as he turned. Shocked at his hospitality, the female didn't budge for a moment. Was he lulling her into a trap? She mused over the possibilities for a moment, before sighing in defeat. Freja was quick to follow him after her mindless thinking. He didn't have to wait for her, and he took that liberty. She olled her eyes at the thought. The strong silent type, eh? 'Must be a loner.'
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 9:23 pm
Perhaps he had grown soft after recent traveling events. Anjel was not one to welcome another into his territory, or at least he didn't used to be.
The lone warrior kept a slow, steady pace, as overhead the sky was blocked out by leaves. It was actually rather peaceful, and one wouldn't think there were a storm approaching, if it weren't for the thunder, and the winds which ran through the canopy above.
"You may call me Anjel,." he said as he lept over the tiny creek - dwindled to a little trickle - which signified the entrance to this end of his territory. He stopped, and waited for the pink female, watching with careful stormy eyes.
"And you are?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 9:51 pm
It was easy to catch up to the "loner" Ulaya. She momentarily thought he kept a slow pace for her because she was a female and a ditz, but the sliver of hope he just normally acted so made her smile lightly. She slowed her own pace as she tred to walk side-by side with the tan Ulaya, though letting him keep lead. She did not know where they were going, afterall. Her gray eyes continued to flicker to the sky, making sure that the clouds wouldn't smash against eachother and make a loud and frightening BOOM.
"Anjel?" She raised her brows at his name. It was a unqiue one, and soft. He seemed much more brutish... It was nice. She giggled lightly but stopped when she met his eyes. They almost looked like a raging storm!
"Well, Anjel, you can call me Freja." She said simply, a little thrown off by his careful look. He didn't seem to trust her, which was odd. Others seemed to take a good liking to her, especally guys. That was probably why her gem was a peach tone compared to the usual red. "If you don't mind me asking," Freja started, glancing around the territory, "Where are we going?"
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 10:07 pm
As her eyes caught his, he froze for a moment. Flashes of memories, sweet, and more often then not, painful memories, ran through his head. He had to look away. Suppressing a shiver, he repeated her name.
"Freja,.."
Walking on, he shook his head, as if trying to get rid of the lingering memories.
/Those eyes. Silver eyes./
It seemed shaking his head did not stop the voice of his concience.
"To a safe place." Anjel finally spoke up, and let out a sigh. "You will not need to worry about the storm there."
Just as he spoke of it, the winds grew again, making the branches of the trees above sway, and the scent of flowers fly towards him.
'Not far from the clearing now. It won't be that much longer,..'
Feh. He was growing too soft and sentimental. Best to forget the mistakes of the past.(( a better couple pic I did: http://i8.photobucket.com/albums/a47/Line_Art/Breedables/SigBanners/freyanj.png ))
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 3:04 pm
She thrilled when he spoke her name, a chill running don her spine. What was that about? Did it ring a bell? Something crossed his face when they had locked eyes... It wasn't the usual recognition she received as a pretty face, but almost something sad, painful?
At his words, she giggled to shake off her worries, and slowed her pace to let him stay head of her. She swallowed and nodded, watching him carefully. She wanted to pester him about the awkwardness before, but decided against it. Best not get booted out of a safe place! The thought of thunder and lightening caused the female to shudder.
"So is it a cave? Dark and scaaaary?" She purred out the last word, brows knitted together as she tried to lighten the mood.
((Awww! So cute! ;w;! <3))
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 3:38 pm
"More like small and dry." He said, as they continued towards thier destination.
It was not long, till one could see the sky begining to peek through the threes, grey and foreboding, as soon they came upon the circle of the clearing. a clearing filled with flowers, that swayed in the wind, and at it's north, a rather small hollow rock formation.
Anjel waded into the center of the clearing, furr tosstled by the strong winds, as the rain was holding off, for right now. Thunder rumbled, and Anjel looked up at the sky that matched his eyes.
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 3:55 pm
Freja was actually quite shocked to see what shelter he had provided for them. It was... Not expected. Her silver eyes roamed about the flower-filled field, a smil tugging at her lips. She expected something much more brooding and dark for somebody who came off as serious as Anjel did. As thunder rumbled, the fur on her back bristled up as she shivered, but the comforting feel of the small clearing was enough to keep her from whining.
Instead of walking towards the hollow rock, she strayed off of the path and leapt diantily into the flowers, giggling lightly. She bat her lashes at him unintentionally, her words spoken with a hint of laughter, "Not a bad place you have here!" She complimented, her gaze back on the flowers. It was a bit feminine though... Maybe he just liked nature?
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Posted: Wed Feb 06, 2008 4:04 pm
Anjel meerly cocked his head back, a brow slightly lifted, as he walked towards the cave.
"Don't harm the flowers." 'They're all that's left of her.'
He walked up to the cave, and pushed aside some of the wirey bush limbs partial;y covering the entrance.
"You coming? I do not think you'd enjoy getting wet."
with another rumble, a couple sprincles began to fall, as if on cue. Well, if she was gonna play in the flowers and get wet, he wasn't going to stand there and get soaked.
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