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 Posted: Tue Mar 02, 2010 7:52 pm
Amaury and Lite-Brite had made their family's den on the ridge above a human settlement, but Amaury didn't frequently thieve there. She did not want the humans to notice and chase her and Lite-Brite from their nice little den. Besides, while the natives of Telk certainly had delicious food available for stealing, sometimes she wanted to take something a little more frivolous.
That was when she made the trip to the settler's town, and this time, she was taking her fledged daughters along.
"The humans don't have their own fur," she explained, "so they have to make fur to wear. And they like to make lots of things out of metal." The wooden walls of the town came into view, like dead-topped trees packed in tight. "Some humans respect the wolf," she continued, "some fear us, some hate us... some just think we're a nuisance. You can steal food from the first and second, nothing from the third... and usually other things from the last."
"Other things like your bracelet, momma," she said, admiring Amaury's golden ankh. Shagufta wasn't as interested in decorations, though. When your coat is a sunny chartreuse, you didn't need other decoration. She preferred to keep her stomach full, and the things humans did to meat... mm, it made it much more delicious.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 1:16 pm
Though watching her sister dart about around them, Arina stuck close to her mother. Not for fear of humans, they had lived close enough to the stinky creatures and their noises wafting to their den that she didn't give them too much consideration, but for the fact she would be there and therefor her sister couldn't.
It was a priority high up on her list to be better than her sister, as hard as the task seemed to be.
"Which kind are we going to now, Momma?" The teen butted in, pink eyes scrunching in consideration of the mass before them. It was...well....huge. And strange. The trees were stripped of branches all the way up to their tops, naked like stumps. Surprised she stopped to look at it, before hustling back to Amaury's side.
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 9:22 pm
Amaury's eyes glinted. "The sort who think we're a nuisance," she said in response to her brown daughter's answer. She was amused by her daughters' myriad differences, even as she was ignorant to Arina's resentment. She thought they were both lovely, and if anyone didn't, well, that didn't matter. They were a family.
The doors to the fort were open, allowing the men who worked in the forest access to their hardwoods. The entrance wasn't well guarded, either, as this part of the woods held few dangers. It was a simple manner for a few wolves to slink in, mingling with the local dogs. "Come on," Amaury called. "We'll just go in the front. Stay quiet, however."
Shagufta might have a problem with slinking. "It sure is big!" she exclaimed. "If we find something nice can we bring it home?" She sniffed the ground not far from the entrance, worn down to the dirt by many pairs of feet, then sneezed. "Phew, they have a lot of animals!"
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Posted: Thu Mar 25, 2010 10:15 pm
"Oh." She breathed, catching up with her mother, pink eyes still wide and glued to the large structure. "That's good, momma." Arina wasn't certain what being a nuisance implied (but since it seemed bad she was sure her sister was one) but it seemed safe enough.
The path in front of the town reeked of two-leggers and beasts and a foreign, metallic stink she couldn't recognize, even without leaning down she wrinkled her nose.
"Don't be so dumb. You gotta stay quiet, Shagufta. Listen to momma! She knows this stuff." She hissed loudly, her tail bristling as she bumped against her sister's shoulder before prancing proudly back to her mother's side. Arina wasn't above brown-nosing to get closer to her mother. After all, there could only be one sibling in the spotlight.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 9:56 pm
Shagufta's tail drug on the ground as her sister rebuked her. "I am being quiet," she whined, plodding closer to the dark-hued pair.
"Arina, don't call your sister dumb," Amaury rebuked her gently. Then, to Shagufta, "Yes, you can bring something home. But you do need to hush, dear."
They stepped through the front gates, and immediately Amaury took a sharp left. There was a worn path, created not as a thoroughfare but a place where those who practiced a trade in the adjoining shops could easily discard their scraps together. After passing a delicious-smelling bakery and a haberdashery, Amaury stopped behind the next two buildings. They were the ones that interested her most -- a blacksmith's and a glass-blowers. She pushed her eye up against the slats in the wood and indicated her daughters to do the same.
"Wooooow," Shagufta said, honestly awed into not being loud. Before them, the blacksmith hammered glowing metal into shape, sending up an impressive display of sparks. "It's beau-ti-ful..."
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Posted: Wed Apr 07, 2010 11:22 pm
"Not even." Her sister hissed loudly, opening her mouth to speak before being scolded by her mother. Her mouth snapped shut with an almost audible click, and her head and tail dropped from their momentarily uplifted position.
Of course be nice to Shagufta. She didn't do anything wrong. Amaury had just said to be quiet! And she was the one getting in trouble? As her mother veered off Arina hadn't anticipated the turn, and she lost a bit of ground making a wide corner to catch up with the two. By that time, however she'd lost her coveted spot as right-hand daughter. It was a niggling thought in her head, put second only by the eerie and strange-smelling surroundings. She'd known her mother to come home smelling like a mixture of human scents, but it took this trip to actually associate them to a place.
The teen had already decided she wasn't a fan of the place. The solid, ribbed tree limbs climbing upward and pressed together were all over, smashed tight to other planks like river rocks. Here or there she'd find an entrancing smell that she wanted to follow on her own, but stuck close to her mother. She'd rather be kept curious than get lost.
The female pressed up beside her sister, whispering a 'lemme see too!' as she pressed her head up against the wood. It was a harder task to see through than she had anticipated, but closing one bright fuchsia eye and peering in seemed to work. The figure she saw, like an ugly, naked bear creature seemed to be beating a stump with a stick. Her eye, narrowed in concentration widened to a great size as the heated sparks flew from it, attributing to the ringing sound and metallic scent. "What is that, momma?" She prompted quickly, pulling her head back to look at her mother.
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Posted: Fri Apr 09, 2010 11:54 pm
Amaury wagged her tail lightly, pleased her daughters were taking an interest. "That human heats the metal up on the fire," she said. "Metals are very shiny rocks. Then, when it's very hot, he hits it with a cool piece of metal so it bends. Humans use metal for many things: decorations, tools, dens..."
"You can make a den out of hot metal?" Shagufta exclaimed. "But why would you want to do that?"
"The metal doesn't stay hot," Amaury said. "The man puts water on it and it becomes cool, and very strong." She lifted her forepaw and bit her ankh charm, to demonstrate. "You see? You can't even break it with a rock. You would have to heat it up again."
As if to demonstrate, the blacksmith in the room picked up his newly-made horseshoe with a pair of immense tongs and plunged it into a vat of water, creating a huge plume of steam.
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