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 Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:24 pm
Ugh... What a pain.
Morrow picked his way across the damp ground, distaste evident in the way he placed each hoof reluctantly. The mud had already tangled in the fluffy fur around each ankle -- he had no idea how Deltas managed, surely they'd suffer from the same problem but magnified, with their long fringe and tufted tails? Perhaps their fur was waterproof, or at least water-resistant -- they might have some kind of special coating, like the feathers of waterbirds... A fascinating concept. Morrow silently resolved to kick Rook into the water someday to test this new hypothesis.
Fortunately for all involved, Morrow wasn't forced to wade out into the boggier portions of the Delta, but could stick to the areas that were more or less solid ground. No matter how highly the amateur herbalist thought of himself, even he couldn't make swamp plants grow in the mountains, and there were some that he simply needed. He'd already tucked a few promising-looking water weeds over one wing for safekeeping, when he spotted something unusual.
A small copse of trees had managed to plant roots in soil solid enough to hold them -- that wasn't the strange part. In their shadow was some sort of underbrush -- a flowering shrub of particularly vivid color that he'd never seen before, and both shrub and trees seemed to have some kind of vine entwined with them as well... Morrow trotted over to take a closer look, now heedless of what ground he covered. Fascinating... Ears pricked forward, nose hovering just inches from one of the broad leaves -- Morrow knew enough not to touch it, just in case it was poisonous or covered in some irritant -- the buck was oblivious to all else.
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Posted: Wed Feb 11, 2009 5:46 pm
Absolutely disgusting.
Pamela Isely... or as her, erm... 'Friends' called her- Ivy, was for some profound reason unbeknownst to her, in the Delta's. She'd cringed as her hoofs touched the sticky mud that was common in these parts of the world. Personally, mud disgusted her, especially the liquidy bug infested mud typical of swampy areas. She sighed as she let her front legs sink into the mud, it was disgusting, but the vines, or rather the mutated form of Fern that grew on her front legs needed to soak in their own natural environment every once in a while.
She'd gotten tired of standing quite a while ago, so she'd naturally leaned her body into a nearby bush, allowing her the luxury of relaxing without having to further dirty herself in the mud. After all, regular, nice, dirt was wonderful... but when it could get into her hair and stick there, she'd rather stay away. She sighed, closing her eyes and leaning further into the bush. when suddenly, she felt some sort of breeze near her back thigh... Her eyebrow rose in a curious manner, since there hadn't been a breeze affecting the rest of her body, she turned her head only to be startled by some brown furred, blonde haired buck.
If she hadn't been stuck in the mud she might have jumped and kicked in surprise, or just to scare the Buck who obviously wasn't aware of her... which was rather odd. After all, EVERYMALE was ALWAYS aware of her. She stared at him for another moment as he inspected the leaves on her hind legs before finally clearing her throat.
"Sniff any closer and it's going to cost you a pretty cap."
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 6:37 pm
Morrow had his muzzle half-buried in the shrubbery -- it had a very strong, almost familiar scent, now that he was close, but he couldn't quite place it.
Not a familiar form... Perhaps one mutated by the Delta's influence. As so often happened in these sorts of situations, a thought drifted into the back of his mind. The fact that this thought was in a voice that was not his own had ceased to concern him -- indeed, he hardly paid attention anymore. His Guardian didn't often speak to him, and he barely knew the quiet specter existed, assuming that little voice to be a product of his own memory. And -- how curious -- the plant seemed to be wrapped around the sturdier stem of some other plant, one that looked almost...
...furry?
Morrow jerked back when he heard the voice, ears pinning flat back against his skull. The doe's scent had been camouflaged by that of the flowers around her, but still -- how had he not noticed? He'd been so caught up in his own curiosity, the urge to know... Still, he recovered gamely, turning his expression to one of sardonic humor.
"You'll have to forgive me," he replied almost lazily, "but, see, when a leaf-covered girl hangs out in the foliage... This thing we call camouflage happens. You might want to look it up, if you're not into startling people." An arched brow. "Unless that was your intent, in which case... Well, I usually get better acquainted with a doe first."
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Posted: Thu Feb 26, 2009 7:25 pm
Ivy raised an eyebrow and smiled as the male behind her jerked back in surprise, she suppressed a laugh but when he tried to make it seem as if he'd been perfectly cool about the situation, Ivy turned her body fully around to fully look at him. With a tilted head she put on her best 'innocent young doe' look. "I'm sorry, but you make it sound like I did this on purpose...I'm sorry, but that just isn't true, you see... " She put her nose dangerously close to the other males ear and smiled as she whispered- "You just aren't worth it." She took a quick blow into his ear before pulling away and doing her best to trot away from the male swaying her hips.
"Oh, and if you're going to give someone a lesson on camoflouge and the insinuations behind it, you might want to look into some fur dye to fix that bark colored fur of yours." She flipped her hair slightly and rolled her eyes. She couldn't beleive some male that she didn't even know had just said something like that to her. Usually the first thing that they wanted to know was her name, and what she was "doing tonight night, baby." Why hadn't he acted like a typical male. She stopped, hooves still slightly muddy and turned her head to look over her shoulder, her best 'come hither' look plastered all over face and even in her body language. Her guardian was currently telling her to walk away, this idiot wasn't worth their time. But still, cursiousity is the female curse.
"Well?" She asked really expecting him to come over and talk to her.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 12:37 am
He stayed quite still as this strange doe blew in his ear, though it took all the composure he had. "I don't lurk in forests pretending to be a tree, now do I? So that's not quite a fair comparison," he said in a low, amused voice in response to her verbal jab. When she backed off, Morrow simply eyed the ivy-covered doe with an unfazed, critical look for a few moments, flicking the blond fringe of hair out of his eyes with a casual toss of the head. He knew this type... Wait for you to show a shred of interest, then stomp it to death like a venomous snake. So no matter what his internal thoughts were... Well, there were still a few answers he wanted, and he had to keep her interest to have any chance of getting them.
Curiosity would be the death of him someday, no doubt.
"Wait up a moment," he called, trotting after her with a not-too-hasty stride. "I just wanted to ask..." Oh, now to take a page from her book. He ducked his head modestly, timed a careful pause -- one beat, two, three -- just long enough for her to mentally finish the sentence. What's your name, what are you doing tonight, can I walk you home... All questions that most infatuated bucks would probably throw at her on a regular basis, a flirt like her. Then, with a grin, he spoke up. "How do you keep that plant on your legs from dying? It's got no root system that I can see. Is it a mutant subspecies?"
There. He might get an answer, AND it should throw her off her guard.
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Posted: Wed Mar 11, 2009 3:32 pm
"Well who said I was lurking? That's what I would like to know, who knows, maybe I live here? Maybe you're invading my personal space? I could have been entertaining, now that would have been embarrassing. And besides," She said rolling her eyes and drooping her back slightly, as if to show disinterest. "I don't have to pretend to be anything."
She Smiled inwardly when the male followed after her, and she raised an eyebrow in an inticing manner when he stopped and began to ask her a question. She didn't really pay attention to how he started off, just to what he had to ask, that usually told her what kind of a buck she was dealing with. "What's your name?" Indicates someone who is slightly interested, and smart, meaning she only needed to be her cunning snide self to win him over. "What are you doing tonight" indicates that the person is willing to be outgoing, meaning she needed to be a cute, flirty, seductive doe. And finally, "Can I walk you home"... well if he bought the lie that she might actually live here she hoped he wouldn't ask that; but if he did, that meant he was one of the types that liked to be a knight in shining armor, the old fashioned types, all she would have to do is bat a few eyes and BAM, he'd be in her control. Those were the ones she hated most.... She took a pause in her musings when she realised he'd yet to ask anything, She tilted her head slightly, almost as if telling him to ask the damn question.
"It's an air plant." Ivy instantly replied, lifting her front right hoof up a moment for him to see. "Normally, I don't soak them in mud, I just usually let them take in the precipitation and floating dirt and what not out of the air, but every once in a while, I need to get them into their natural enviornment." She cringed visibly, playing the girly girl, when in reality she was a doe that was willing to do what ever it took to get/take or keep what she wanted. She looked down happily at her legs, most males didn't seem to bother with how she got them to stay alive, and the ones that did didn't even try to geuss at what they were. "They are a mutant by the way, otherwise, the bits of vines closer to my hooves would be a pale white."
She pouted slightly when she'd realised he hadn't asked her any of the questions she'd expected. She almost felt like she'd been tricked somehow, or as if the control of the situation had been taken away from her. She didn't really like that, especially becuase she'd answered so automatically. It pissed her off, but, bieng the esseence of feminine domination, she made the angry pout into a cute little pout. "But I'm almost insulted that you would care so much about the plants on the doe, rather than the doe beneath the plants...." She trailed off and gace a hurt expression.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:26 pm
"Ah, I see..." He trotted a few steps forward to easily close the distance between them, dipping his head slightly to examine the hoof she lifted for his inspection. "Somewhat like a bromeliad?" He couldn't quite keep all the interest out of his tone, no matter how much he'd like to come off as bored and aloof. All this doe's pouts and calculated, flirtatious moves -- Morrow couldn't help but want to keep on his guard, despite his curiosity.
He laughed a little at her complaint, not in a particularly unkind way but not in an apologetic one either. "Plenty of does in the world... But you're the first one I've met with a mutant air plant wrapped around her legs. Or willing to come stand around in a place like this to keep said plant alive and healthy." He quirked a brow, wings fluttering slightly against his back as he moved to circle her slowly. "So, since I don't really know you... Doesn't it make sense that I would take a first impression from a unique characteristic?"
Standing a bit farther away from her, curious as to how she'd respond, he added almost as an afterthought, "My name's Morrow, by the way."
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Posted: Sun Apr 19, 2009 5:40 pm
"No..." Ivy said, slightly excited to be able to have a smart conversation with someone other than Lumi for once. "It's a fern actually, those things are really rather sturdy little buggers." She lowered her leg and looked at her plants with a small smile on her face, she'd had them since was young, they were almost like her security blanket.
When he began to circle her she tried to look as seductive as possible although for some reason she didn't think that would work around this male. What was wrong with the males outside of the cities? didn't they know a sexy young doe when they saw one? She pouted inwardly, well, at least this one was showing interest in something she actually liked. When he said something about her coming here to keep her plants alive, she really did feel insulted. "PLEASE don't group me in with does that simply pick a flower because it looks 'pretty'" She siad in a slightly angered voice, imitating a stupid sounding doe. "I actually appreciate nature, I actually value the fact that unlike actual Herla, plants give back just as much I put in."
She looked away from him, flipping her hair as if she didn't care at all. "my names Ivy."
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 7:32 pm
Morrow blinked -- then, in a strange moment for him, ducked his head slightly in a genuinely apologetic gesture. "I didn't mean to imply that." But of course, to Morrow (and apparently to this doe, as well... how surprising...) insinuating that one was careless and ungrateful towards nature was a pretty severe insult. "I just meant that most of the hinds I've met are like that. Careless, I mean. Whereas you..." He gestured towards the -- fern? a fascinating subspecies -- "...are clearly not careless. They look in good health." And there, even if awkward and obtuse, was a compliment.
"Ivy, huh? It suits you." His initial eagerness fading, Morrow became abruptly aware that the mud was soaking into the thick fur around his ankles. And given how sodden his hooves felt, he was worried that the mud would cake on if he left it much longer... "Hmm. Need to soak a while longer, or are you free to retire to more solid ground? I don't know about you, but I feel a little... waterlogged." He shook his mane in mild disgust. The herbs he was looking for didn't look to be in this area, anyway. No harm in moving elsewhere.
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Posted: Sat Apr 25, 2009 10:56 pm
Ivy lifted her eyebrow, while looking down at Morrow all the while. "tell me Morrow, did your mommy ever tell you not to judge a book by its cover?" She sneered at him and shook her head. "Of course my ferns and climbing plants are in good health, why would I wear anything that looks wilted in the slightest?" She rolled her eyes and looked down at her legs, it seemed that she was done soaking for the time being.
"It suits me?" she muttered to herself darkly as she walked away and out of the mud, shaking her legs violently in an attempt to get the mud off of her legs. She let out a huff of angry breath, trying to calm down, trying to stop herself from acting unnatractive. She stood at the edge of the mud for a moment or two, her back to Morrow. She took in one more breath and finally looked back up. with a sneer on her face she looked back at Morrow. "Then again, I suppose I shouldn't be mad with you, you're just a male. All so stereotypical. you meet one doe and get to know her, then you think that you know them all." She flipped her hair and gave Morrow an unamused, dont s**t me, sort of a look. "It's sad really."
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Mon Apr 27, 2009 9:16 pm
Morrow's ears flattened back, eyes narrowing as he took a few splashing, galloping steps through the mud to catch up to Ivy as she turned away. Moving past her, he turned to look her in the eye as he spoke, voice sharp. "Are you always so disagreeable? Honestly... A buck tries to give you an honest compliment, you accuse him of being shallow and throw it in his face." He tossed his head with a derisive snort. "No wonder you're out here alone."
Mean? Sure. Unnecessary? Perhaps. But something about her... Morrow usually didn't let little verbal barbs get under his skin, but she had him on edge. Maybe it was because he had actually meant to compliment her, and she'd thrown it back at him. He stalked past her again, stubbornly refusing to make eye contact, but he threw one last remark over his shoulder without looking back. "As for making generalizations... You're one to talk. If you're going to take such a holier-than-thou attitude, don't act like you know every buck."
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Posted: Tue Apr 28, 2009 12:36 pm
Ivy rolled her eyes and then rolled her head. She wasn't really angry, she wasn't really annoyed, she was just, slightly irritated... and also... a little amused. Here was a male that actually had intelligent comebacks, even if she could shoot them down, it was slightly refreshing. "You really shouldn't talk, you're in the same boat I am. Out alone in some god awful mud. and for what? hm?" She sneered at him then, he'd made a low blow, and she wasn't going to let him get away with it.
"I'm what you'd call a 'free spirit' in the nicest term, and a bit of a harlet in the worst. I have such a holier-than-thou attitude becuase I've been able to earn that attitude from expereince. I've met and bedded more males than I care to remember and every last one of them has always been the same. It's become so that I sleep with them just to show their wives what bastards they all are." She scowled, trying her best to make her most menacing look. "So do not say that I'm merely acting as if I know every buck. I don't have to act, I know. No if's and's or but's about it? ¿Me entiendes lo grosero bastardo " (do you understand me you rude b*****d? )
She let out an angry growl. it had been a while since she'd said a full sentence in spanish out loud. Let alone in front of or to someone. but he... He just made her so mad and she couldn't figure out why! Males didn't get to her, females did sometimes... maybe he was gay? Her guardian was currently accusing him of that... So being angry and feeling as if she'd been thrown into a fight, verbal or otherwise, she did the only thing she could, rather then figure out why it was that he made her so angry she simply lashed out. Not physically, she'd never been a physical fighter. Just verbally. She didn'tregret it, it was her defense mechanism, but it did make her angrier, so she turned away. She knew these lands better than most, so she decided rather than stay and fight with this infuriating male any longer, she'd simplygo to the stream nearby and cool off. Both literally and figuratively.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 12:53 am
"And just where do you think you're going?"
High-stepping through the mud to reach solid ground, Morrow took advantage of his long stride (after years of mountain paths one's legs grew fairly strong, and all) to catch up with the angry doe. He frankly wasn't sure of the entirety of what she'd just said to him, but it had been clear enough from her tone what the intent was.
Spanish? Mmm, it's been a while... but I'm pretty sure she just insulted you. "Bastardo" isn't hard to guess. Ignoring that distracting little voice, he spoke in a low, flat voice. "You may think you know every buck. Hell, you're welcome to that opinion. But you don't know me. No matter what you think..." And then, a grin spread across his face. "Because you may be a 'free spirit,' but you could never catch me."
With that, he turned away with a flick of his tail and set off for more solid ground. He just couldn't resist that parting shot.
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Posted: Thu May 07, 2009 1:01 pm
"WHAT THE ******** WAS THAT!!!!" She screamed out indignation ringing from her voice. In that moment, her vision was clouded with red, and she demanded blood! Why would she even want him? Who in their right mind would want him! She shook her head and she listened to her guardian tell her that he wasn't worth it, he wasn't she knew it, but he'd just attempted to tell her she couldn't get what she wanted. And she was going to prove him wrong.
She gave a huff, he wasn't that far ahead of her, she could still catch up with him, she could still finish up this fight, and that was exactly what she planned to do. She started off though, a bit to fast, and caught her back hoof on a root sticking out from underneath the brush. Hurtling her forward and into the ground, resulting in a throbbing pain in her back right ankle, and a cry from her voice as she fell.
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Poisin Ivy Josephine Vice Captain
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Posted: Sun May 17, 2009 9:48 pm
Morrow would have been happy to just walk away. Either way, he won. Either the doe came after him to prove that she could "win" him (and while he doubted she'd succeed, Ivy was attractive enough that he certainly wouldn't mind her trying)... Or she stormed off in a huff, and Morrow could enjoy a sort of victory by default, due to him getting in the last word. The burst of profanity from just behind him put a bit of a spring into his step, even.
He sped up a bit when she cried out, moving on a few more paces just in case... but -- that had sounded more like pain than fury. Daring to chance a look over his shoulder, he spotted her on the ground, and stopped.
Damn. Damn damn damn.
He couldn't simply leave now. He couldn't help it -- he trotted back to where Ivy had fallen. It was fairly obvious from the now-clearly visible root by her foot what had happened, and he dipped his head to get a look at the ankle, gingerly dancing out of her reach just in case she was still mad enough to lash out at him. "I know you're mad, but just so you know, there are easier ways to ruin a perfectly good dramatic exit," he remarked with a sarcastic edge, though the hostility had drained out of him. "You all right?"
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