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 Posted: Wed Oct 14, 2009 7:45 pm
 ( This roleplay takes place before Bloodroot meets Vervain. )
Ears rotating to the sound of a few birds that chirped away over head, Roman closed his eyes and began to drift off to sleep, soothed by their soft song. But as he felt his muscles just begin to relax, and a world of dreams laying out before him beckoning him to come play as their story stretched out before him, a harsh noise caused him to jump, startling awake and whip his head around searching for whatever creature made such a sound. Eyes narrowed he stood perfectly still listening for any sound around him, and as if on cue the same noise sounded from above grating his sensitive ears. Quickly laying them back against his head he soon began to feel his curiosity peek and lifted his head to peer up into the tree above him hoping to see the very bird that continued to make such a horrendous noise. It's calls were loud and sharp, and hurt his ears. Though he had to find out what continued to call from the trees. Straining to see through the branches he let out a small, sharp puppy growl and jumped up at the tree, setting his paws against the park scratching till he saw a black inky bird fly from between the trees branches..
"Hey! Wait, come back."
Turning to keep his eye on the black dot in the sky, Roman smiled his tail wagging. Waiting for the bird to return as he had told it to, the young pup felt a bit of sadness when it continued on it's way and just disappeared from his sight. Tilting his head to the side Roman sat back down with a sigh at the base of the tree and yawned. Sleep had been driven from his system, and he felt excitement bubble up under his skin. He wanted to do something, see something, do anything! But what to do?
Looking around him as if expecting something to just pop out and announce it's presence, Roman sighed when nothing happened and dropped his gaze down to stare at his paws. What to do, what to do.. Repeating the phrase over and over in his mind, the pup tried to think up something good to do in his spare time before night hit. Scratching at the ground under his paw Roman tipped his head to the side and smiled faintly.
Maybe if he waited.. Oh! But waiting was so boring..
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 6:46 pm
Rove wasn't of the mind to wander usually, but today was different. His muscles weren't aching, his joints weren't tense and his skin didn't seem as tight where he knew scars crossed his body. Yes, those scars he would feel so well so often, restricting his once perfect movements to that of an elder vargs. He knew the area pretty well, thankfully, and could easily navigate around the bushes and roots on his small stroll. His tiny companion Cohl had been pulled aside by her adoptive mother to learn today, so she wouldn't be there to help him if he wandered too far. He paused to take a small rest, sniffing at the ground to make sure nothing was in the small area he would need to lay down and rest his bones for just a bit and enjoy all his surroundings. What he found was something rather interesting. On the grass and leaves below him was the scent of another varg, and from the hints he caught in the smell, it was a young one. With a sigh he put his thoughts of basking off to the side and sniffed at the air, raising his head high, his dark green eyes glittering dully. He would find the pup and be sure it knew where it was before he took his break.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 7:50 pm
Pouting into the distance, the young pup began fidgeting in place. Oh was he right, waiting wouldn't bring anything exciting to him. It was only making things all the more boring. Pushing to his paws he took another glance around him before a noise caught his attention. Ears flicking forward, Roman began turning them trying to find out which way the sound was coming from. Someone was walking nearby. Feeling a smile cross his muzzle and his wail begin to wag Roman began to walk off in the direction of the sound. Maybe it was a sneaky fox, or.. or even a rabbit he could chase! Feeling his excitement bubble over he sped up from a walk to a quick jog. He wouldn't let this get away!
"Wonder what's out there." He wondered aloud as his bright blue eyes moved back and forth, scanning the floor for the critter that was walking around over there. In fact, he was so intent on staring at the ground ahead of him that he didn't notice the wolf that was walking right ahead of him, at least until he caught sight of the others paw and jumped with a startled yelp. Moving to the side he stared up at the wolf some what stunned. He had scars all over him! Giving an audible gasp, Roman moved back a step or two so he could see the wolf fully. "Are you okay Mister?" Head tilting to the side as he said that, Roman found himself staring in awe at the wolf, what had happened to him to make him so hurt? Leaning his head to the side, the pup smiled and began to circle the older wolf sniffing at the air as he looked over his scars.
Black nose twitching his tail began to wag behind him.
Well it hadn't been what he expected, but his boredom was long forgotten at this moment.
And that was all he had asked fro wasn't it?
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 8:07 pm
It had been so sudden, the yelping under his nose and the strength of the scent that Rove hadn't had much time to redirect himself, thankfully however, the small thing was smart enough to have jumped out of the way. He heard the pup questioning him, and sniffed at the air, turning in it's direction. "Aye, I'm just fine little one. What are you doing wandering around out here by yourself? The woods are no place for such a small thing to be on its own." While he knew pups often wandered off, usually it wasn't too far from their own packs, and he just didn't feel like running into a fight today. But, almost a little worriedly he noted, there was no scent of other varg in the area, so this pup might be on his own entirely. Awfully bad luck for such a young thing.
He tried his best to keep his focus in the direction of the pup, but it kept circling around him sniffing so he quickly gave up. At a time, any attention would have had the varg snapping, now however, he was used to the company of young ones and his patience had grown. He just remained still while the little nose kept investigating him. He knew how much attention he could draw from pups, his scars were fascinations to his Drappa's adopted daughters, and they never ceased to ask about them and investigate them.
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Posted: Wed Nov 11, 2009 4:23 pm
Giving a soft wag of his tail when the other said he was alright, it soon stopped when he began commenting on the fact her was alone. Tipping his head, young Roman shrugged his shoulders lightly. "I'm adventuring of course." He stated with a smile, for he still was. Staring up in awe at the red wolf before him, Roman ceased his circling and sat before him. This wolf seemed interesting. He had so many scars. "Hey, where did all those come from?" He wondered gesturing to the red wolfs scars, not realizing that the other couldn't see. Head tipped back as he stared up at the other from where he sat his tail sweeping the ground behind him. His full attention was on the other, at least until a bird flew out of a nearby tree.
Ears flicking in that direction, he stared entranced by the blue bird that had flown away. Watching the bird until it disappeared into the distance, Romans ears pulled back against his head and he let out a soft sigh. They always left. For once he wanted to catch one so he could see them up close.. Turning his gaze back to the older wolf he tipped his head staring up with an expectant expression, he had asked a question and eagerly awaited an answer.
Oh how many battles the other must of been in!
How brave!
Tail picking up it's sweeping rhythm across the ground he spoke again. "Well, what happened to you?" Smiling brightly he suddenly remembered he didn't know the other wolfs name! Hearing his mother scolding him in his mind about 'not being polite' Roman grumbled under his breath back to his mother silently before asking. "..and what's your name?"
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