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 Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 5:09 pm
 Celt, a celtic warrior, had seen so many bloodshed war, wandered the open fields of his home. A lone knight who stripped himself from any emotions has no other purpose then to see the blood of his enemies and looks out for himself and the weak. But because of his beastly personality, no one dares go near him and the people he saves just look at him in fear wondering if they will be next.
What now?
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 6:00 pm
Insert Teen Image Here Later On the other paw, here sat a young wolf by the river, looking quite contented with himself. Satoru was attempting to learn how to whistle, thinking it a fun little thing to learn how to sing like the birds above him; a few had gathered in the branches to watch with some scorn as the adolescent formed a small 'o' with his mouth and blew soft air through. The reulst was merely a gust of air.
"But I had it!" Sato whined, ears drooping slightly. "I really did have it a while ago! C'mon, Sato . . ." If he could whistle a tune, maybe he could entertain his new pack with a few diddies. But the birds above seemed to chitter with derision or anger, finding his ways mocking. Silly birds . . . "No, seriously, I can do it! Watch!" And so Sato went on to try several more times.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 6:22 pm
Celt wandered so far that he became thirsty.
He wandered as far as the the forest took him until he heard the rushing waters from a river. He was about to approach closer when he smelt another wolf in the air.
If it was one of those others that tried to attack him, he had no choice but to kill. He approch the river bank with caution.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 6:27 pm
Satoru in the meanwhile didn't seem to notice the approaching wolf, face scrunched with concentration as he tried and tried again to whistle. And to no avail! A bird squawked its own scoff at him. "H-Hey! Don't make fun of me," the adolescent barked - or more like yipped - at it, not so much hurt that he was being criticised by a bird so much as he was annoyed that it even cared. The bird, a regular sparrow, huffed and flew off its perch.
"Yeah? Well good ridd-OHGODMYEYES!" The sparrow had flown back at him rather than follow after its brethren and was now having its fun pecking away at the boy who tried to avoid its beak and swat it away.
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Posted: Sun Aug 16, 2009 6:40 pm
Celt looked at the teen pup and he cocked his head in confusion.
It was just a young one making so much noise for a wolf who should be about learn to hunt instead of playing.
And to see a pup fighting with a bird? Celt shook his head.
He then slowly approach the river bank and tried to make sure he made no noise. He doesn't know what the pup may do and wasn't risking it.
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 6:23 am
Dang thing wouldn't go away! Satoru swatted at it as best he could, but the sparrow was relentless and chittering away madly. The teen began to backstep in hopes of finding some hole to find in, and indeed his paw did drop - into a small pothole in the hill. With a loud yelp Sato founds himself tumbling over backwards, the bird leaving him at last with a satisfied sound as the young wolf tumbled towards the riverbank. "Nee-eee-eee-eee-eee!" Satoru winced with each turn, feeling still where the beak had prodded through his fur. Who knew the world could move in circles fast . . . ?
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:26 am
Celt then saw the young pup fall into a hole. "Finally. I can drink and be on my way." Celt then took a nice, long drink from the river and sighed in satisfaction.
Celt almost left, but turned towards the other side of the river. Celt sighed and started to pad towards the wet pup. "What am I doing?" he thought.
Celt got to the edge of the bank and looked at. "Are you alright?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 7:50 am
It took Satoru a moment to register that someone was speaking to him, dizzied by the flips and coughing up a bit of water. Aiyee, my head hurts . . . How can I still be thinking straight? Maybe he really did have a hard head. Shaking himself a bit, Sato sat up and swayed a bit as the land continued to tilt repeatedly a few more times. "Eh? I think so . . . stupid birds. Don't hum near them, mister, they hate it apparantly."
A glint of silver caught his eye as the world began to stop spinning, and he focused upon a burly male before him wearing the strangest sort of ornaments. "Nice stuff!" Satoru complimented, having never seen metal before, or that funny sash around him, or whatever was dangling off the wolf's shoulder. "Where'd you get it?"
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 8:01 am
Celt looked at the young pup strangely. "You can say they are trophies from battles I won."
Celt started to get up and was about to pad away. "I guess you're fine now."
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Posted: Mon Aug 17, 2009 10:01 am
Battles? Hold up now! Satoru shrugged off the dizziness and stumbled to his paws, following after the male. It wasn't everyday that someone met up with a war veteran! "Trophies?" he asked curiously. "What sort of battles, mister? You look like you've been through a lot, but your stuff's all shiny and new. I bet you like to clean them, huh?" The scars about the wolf seemed old, which made Satoru wonder how long this one had been walking around Telk.
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Posted: Sat Aug 22, 2009 6:51 pm
Celt was annoyed by the ouo but can't keep his mouth shut. "Just regular battles to stay alive. And they are important." After realizing what he just said, he moved a little faster.
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 9:27 am
Regular battles? No way! "Did someone give them to you?" Satoru asked, adjusting his pace to keep up and not seemign to get that the wolf wanted to be left alone. Besides, he wanted to get away from those nasty birds! "Like girls you saved? You look like you'd do something like that, sir, begging your pardon. But jeez, those must've been a lot of regular battles; you look beat up."
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 4:27 pm
Celt let out a tired sigh and looked at the pup. "I am tired. Now if you excuse me, I would like to rest somewhere."
Celt was now jogging but no matter what, the pup kept up. "What's up with this pup?!" he thought
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 6:21 pm
"Of course you want to rest!" agreed the young teen, tongue lolling slightly as they began to jog. How wonderful, that even the battle-scarred warrior when tired could still keep up a good pace! It was absolutely admirable. "I could show you a few good resting places if you want, sir," Satoru offered, having to keep switching his gaze between the adult and the ground beneath his paws, lest he trip and lose the poor boy. "I don't have a very good layout of the land here, but I know a few nooks."
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Posted: Sun Aug 23, 2009 6:33 pm
Celt stopped and sigh. "Anything to shut the pup up," he thought.
He then turned towards the pup and nodded. "Fine. Where too?"
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