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 Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 5:51 pm
 [Even though Mabon has technically grown, I'm still RPing him as a puppy. Also...I've retyped this post several times, and it keeps coming out crappily, so excuse the inferior quality XD]
He had been running for what seemed like an eternity. Truth be told, he had only been on his own for a week, but it felt so much longer. poor Mabon! he had no idea how to be on his own...he had barely learned to hunt, and even then he had been dependant on his littermates to help. Teamwork was the key to success with wolves...one of the older wolves in his former pack had muttered 'A lone wolf is a dead wolf' like a sacred mantra.
Mabon crawled tiredly to the shade of a large tree and curled up on a bed of leaves that lay by the trunk. He was glad to be out of the sun; the light was hurting his sensitive eyes and giving him a headache. He gave a tiny whine that seemed to evaporate as it floated up towards the sky. He lowered his head and rested it on his paws, a small tail curling around to rest by his hind paws.
The wounds on his face his father had inflicted when he had been driven out were beginning to heal nicely...or at least they had stopped bleeding. They were sure to leave scars though. But Mabon had been lucky to get away with his eyesight intact-- he had a nasty wound right near the corner of his right eye...one that looked like a crow's foot. His ear hurt a bit too...Samhain had taken quite the chunk out of it in the scuffle. Mabon whimpered a bit more in vain before closing his eyes. Why didn't anyone love him? what did he do wrong? He just couldn't wrap his head around it.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:08 pm
 This place was just too big. That was definitely how she would describe it. She didn't feel like she could linger for too long in any particular area of the lands, she didn't have a terrirtory. It was a big change from the realtively compact area she roamed as a pup. She knew every inch of it. The fact that she didn't know where anything was in this new place was made her uncomfortable, she didn't much like feeling lost. Afterall, she wasn't naturaly a loner, although she hadn't been too warm to many of the wolves she had met.
But wow, it was big. She was making her way through some sparse trees in the realitively clear weather. She hadn't been in this area before, it wasn't quite on the river, which she had almost desperately clung to for awhile out of some hope for familiarity. However she was going to have to keep going if she ever wanted to be comfortable anyway. She sniffed delicately, catching the scent of another wolf, and made the decision to go hunting the wolf out, wondering if perhaps it could tell her of nearby lands, or things that she should avoid.
Hati kept on for a bit, sniffing occasionaly to keep on track, when she got close enough to hear the other wolf. It was whining. She hadn't been expecting that. She eased foreward delicately towards the other, unsure of what she would find.
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:20 pm
[I wish I had a picture of puppy Mabon to upload and post, but my computer's being evil and won't load the page~]
Mabon was drifting in between sleep and alertness; it had been hard on the poor scrap of fur to keep up running for days on end. What was worse is he hadn't exactly eaten since the day he left either and a week of no food was taking a toll on the pup.
But at the sudden scent of another wolf, a slight noise of movement not too far off, Mabon snapped awake, his body stiffening. He had heard store from the other wolves in his pack as they chided warning not to leave the pack bounderies because other wolves didn't like outsiders in their territories. 'A foreign wolf will be torn apart if found tresspassing alone in another's territories. Know our borders and don't stray from the den too much.' Mabon panted...he certainly wasn't in his packlands anymore and he didn't know if these wolves were nice or not. Probably not, with his luck.
He staggered to his paws, which were raw from all the traveling, and looked around for a place to hide. Where could he go? What could he do? He quickly dropped to the ground and burrowed under the leaves, though it did little more than cake dirt into his fur and cover his back with two or three leaves. But he stood there, pressing himself to the ground with his tail tucked between his legs and his eyes squeezed shut.
He could only brace himself for whatever came next...
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Posted: Sun Jan 08, 2006 6:33 pm
((acidentaly closed the window *annoyed at herself*))
Hati continued foreward, blinking slightly at the scuffling sound from the wolves direction. It must have been one strange creature, it even smelled a little funny to her. She padded in between a few trees, until she finaly came to the place where she sensed the wolf.
At the place she looked about, completely confused. She didn't see the wolf anywhere. What was going-
Ah. She turned her head down to the roots of the tree, where a puppy was cowering. No wonder she had thought he smelled strange, she wasnt' used to having pup's about. It didn't explain his cowering though, or his wounds, or the dirt, or the lack of pack. But those things might explain eachother.
"Ah, hello?" the female asked ackwardly, she wasn't accustomed to pups at all, she didn't even have younger siblings as far as she knew.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 12:00 pm
[sorry I vanished like that; my computer has a bit of a virus and it's been acting up lately...]
Mabon kept his eyes shut, shivering unhappily in the pile of leaves. he was lucky his fur was the earth brown it was; he blended in with the gorund fairly well.
Not well enough, though.
He slowly realized he had been discovered at the sound of the other wolf's voice. He opened his eyes and glanced at who was there. A bigger wolf. oh no..it was a big wolf! A grown up! they seemed friendly enough, but what happened when they realized Mabon was a stranger? Would they etar him apart or chase him away like his father had. He slwoly stood up, his little body trembling. His furr was mussed and slightly matted, and his body was thin as a testament of not eating enough. He lowered his head, ear plastered against his skull and tail tucked firmly between his legs. He kept his head down, but flicked his eyes up at Hati.
His eyes...they were a soft reddish-pink...pupil, iris and all. This was because Mabon had occular albinism-- that is to say, he lacked pigment in his eyes, which made it hard for the pup to see in daylight. This was why he had been run out of his previous home; his father, the alpha, had seen him as a liability and drove him out.
He kept a fearful gaze at Hati and whined a little, lowering his body to show he meant no challange. Granted, he was a pup and it was unlikely any older wolf would take a challage from such a young wolf seriously, but Mabon...had to be careful. He didn't want to get hurt anymore. His lips trembled as he tried to get some response out to answer the older wolf, but nothing came.
Finally, he managed something along the lines of a small, mumbled "...Hullo ma'am."
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 2:48 pm
((It's quite alright!))
Hati waited for the little wolf to resond, wondering if maybe he didn't talk yet. She supposed he might have been deaf, it wasn't impossible. In fact, her granny had been going deaf, so Hati found herself yelling at the older wolf alot. Especialy since she was pretty much the only other wolf Hati talked to. Alot of the time she had felt bad about yelling at her, then again, her granny yelled all the time anyway, so they were on pretty equal ground.
Finaly the pup stood up, renewing her interest, looking more forelorn and pathetic then anything she had ever seen, much worse than even her old pack had ever looked. He was dirty, and torn up, and worst of all he seemed terrified of her. She wasn't used to that at all.
But his eyes! She had never seen anything like it. All red. She wondered if they were hurt, but it looked like they were naturaly that way. As she continued to watch the puppy and his eyes she caught herself feeling very bad for him. Usualy, weakness was something that she felt was each wolves own responsibility, but he was just a little kid, and he was probably lost.
"Ma'am?" she asked, shocked a bit by the fact he finaly spoke, more shocked by being ma'amed. She blinked quickly and then finaly managed to compose her next thought, "Are you lost?" she asked, trying not to let her voice waver. Did she really look that old? She was only in her two's, practicaly a pup herself! Then again, the pup was alot smaller then her. It wasn't his fault. She wasn't getting old. Definitely not.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 3:50 pm
Mabon raised his head some, his torn ear twitching a bit before he flattened it against his head again. The big wolf...seemed friendly enough. For now. But that didn't mean he wasn't going to be any less cautious. His heart was pounding inside his chest, his mind still racing with images of snarling wolves lunging at him.
He looked at her more fully now, instead of just flicking his eyes up. She had really nice markings... He sawllowed and nodded his head slightly.
"S-sorry." he winced, taking her surprise at the address as mild offense "I...I guess I am." he said, seeming a little surprised at his own words, like it had been an epiphany that had suddenly dawned on him. He...was in unfamiliar lands so he was lost but... I ain't got no place to go back to anymore...so am i really lost I I got no home? he wondered to himself. he pondered this for a bit, and decided that yes, he was technically lost. he nodded again in agreement with himself and looked up at the wolf.
"W..w-where am I?" he asked quitely.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:20 pm
She continued on her mildly mid-life-crisis train of thought for a bit, sitting politely as she waited for his answer. She noticed his torn ear, and had to resist the urge to wince. It looked like it must have hurt. That more then explained his nervousness, though she found herself angry at the animal who would pick on a pup.
His answer didn't really surprise her, she figured there was no other reason he would be around these parts at his age. But he was a handsom little pup, so she couldn't wrap her mind around why his family wouldn't keep a better eye on him. She considered the idea that he didn't have a family, but realised it wasn't really her place to question anyway. She didn't like talking about her past either.
"I'm sorry to say I myself don't know the land to well, but from what I know the land is called Telk, and this particular land we are on is free, an open land with no claims to it," she answered, a touch of uncharicaristic kindness in her voice,"my name is Hati, by the way, and may I ask who you are?"
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:31 pm
Mabon kept his passive stance, though the trembling had certainly lessened in intensity. He remebered how his father had asked him once 'who do you think you are' and how Mabon just told him, over and over, 'I'm a wolf; I'm Mabon papa!' He didn't understand why his father looked at him in disgust when he answered like that. His father had always been distant and aloof...it hardly seemed like her sire any of Mabon's littermates..he was just so detatched.
He listened to Hati words, taking it in. Telk. So this was what this place was called. He wondered what his old place had been called...he never learned that. It was a relief though that he was on open ground...that means the wolves were probably less territorial, if at all since it was open ground. But Mabon knew he was still a stanger, still an outsider and he needed to mind his manners and watch himself.
"I'm..." I'm Mabon, can't you see? i'm a wolf! "My name..." Papa, I'm Mabon...that's who I think I am.... He shook his head to clear the lingering voices and fragments of the past and responded, a little shakily but slightly clearer, "My...my name is Mabon."
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 4:50 pm
To her intense reliefe the other wolf wasn't shaking so much. She herself was begining to feel like a bully, and she hadn't even done anything wrong. In fact she though herself rather civil at the moment, a gentle-wolf, if you will. She hoped that she wouldn't make some stupid misteak and scare the pup, he was about adorable, and she already felt so bad for him.
He seemed a little tentative no give his name, so she was relieved when he answered. Mabon. It suited him.
"Well... are you okay little one? Have you eaten lately or anything?" she asked, a tad lamely. Yeah, definitely not good at this. Gentle-wolf vocab... failing... her.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 5:03 pm
The pup shook his head at her question, his mouth watering slightly at the mention of food. He wanted to eat...he hadn't eaten in a while and he just wanted food... The hunger pains had hurt for the first few days, but he was slowly getting used to them. But at the mention of food...his stomach felt like it was being squeezed by invisible jaws.
He wondered...he wondered if she could give him food maybe? Some water? Maybe that was hoping for too much...asking for too much...but he wanted it so much...
"Not...recently." he said, looking back down at the ground. He wanted to say he was hungry, but he didn't think it was exactly his place...but even if he said it...maybe she'd take pity...he wasn't technically asking anyways... "I'm a little hungry." he added, a bit hastily.
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Posted: Mon Jan 09, 2006 7:55 pm
"Ah, I figured," she said, smiling. He didn't look like he had eaten in a long time, and food was probably the thing most important to a growing pups welfare. She glanced about, eventualy settling her gaze towards the direction the river was in. She sniffed easily, wondering what was around in the still cold weather. Squirrel? Too hard to catch. Mouse? Not even worth it. Badger, but that would just be stupid...
She continued to sniff for a moment, before she locked onto the comforting scent of a bunny. Ah, rabbits, so cute, so cuddly, so deliscious.
"Stay here a sec, yeah?" she asked him, and trotted off, nearing a small brushy area, tail wagging slightly.
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 12:25 pm
Mabon 's ears lifted a bit-- not exactly 'perked', but more or less twitched up a little bit. Food...he was so hungry...his tummy still hurt. It hurt even more now that it knew there was a distinct possibility of being filled. Mabon's tail, still tucked between his legs, twitched a bit in the form of a wan wag.
He sat down, backing up against the tree and nestling down in the pile of leaves. He was tired, but it was more or less a spiritual and emotinal drain. He closed his eyes to block out theoffending sunlight once more and settled down to rest.
At his point, he didn't know if the older wolf would come back or not. He still had poor trust in strangers, even if this bigger wolf was so kind. His mother had been kind to him, but she hadn't stopped his father from attacking him. She hadn't gone looking for him. It was like he stopped existing to her. What was to stop this wolf, that wasn't even his mother or a packmember from just running off and leaving him? Well, if she did, it was better than being torn apart by big wolves that thought he was tresspassing.
He let out a large puff of breath that sent a few leaves fluttering up into the air, and thumped his tail against the ground as he waited for Hati to return...
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 2:56 pm
Well, the pup hadn't run off, so that was a good thing. She was afraid he would go leaping off as soon as she turned her back. Not that he looked as though leaping was much of an option for him. In fact, walking looked like it might be an issue. She still wondered what had happened to him, perhaps more than ever, but it still wasnt' her place. Plus, it would probably scare him off, and she was enjoying the company, which probably meant she was pretty pathetic herself. Afterall, Mabon was hardly a talkative wolf.
As she got withing about 4 yards of the bush she stoped almost entirely, sniffing to locate the rabbits. A warren was about, unfortuanatly, digging out deep-burried rabbits was not a fun task. This one smelled pretty near the surface though, and there were rocks about, hinting it couldn't go too deep anyway. She lowered herself to the ground, edging foreward, her still-aching stomach basicaly touching the earth. She was stalking. As she got close she pinpointed her prey, a rabbit, pretty okay sized, older looking, so probably a bit tough, and best of all, busy watching another nearby rabbit. She edged a bit closer, and then ran full out, powerful legs springing her forewad like a torpedo. The rabbit turned for it's hole, which was between Hati and the animal, which aloud the wolf to grab it with minimal effort.
A rabbit, after all, wasn't much of a meal for a wolf. But a pup wasn't all that much bigger than one anyway, she thought as she broke the kneck with quick bite, blood flooding into her mouth. She was a tad hungry herself, but not nearly as bad off as Mabon, and so she carried her prey, tail wagging a little more out of excitment, back to the boy, dropping it near his little hovel.
"Rabbit okay with you?" she asked brightly.
((worst... hunting... rp... ever XD; ))
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Posted: Tue Jan 10, 2006 4:06 pm
Mabon sat there, lifting his head up slightly when he heard Hati coming back. Or rather, he heard a bigger wolf and assume it was Hati. He hoped so. He slowly opened his eyes, and took notice of the rabbit before him. Food! his mind screamed in joy. He felt bad for a brief moment for the rabbit; it looked so pitiful laying there with his neck cricked at such an odd angle.
But he was a wolf, and he was hungy.
He hesitated a moment, looking at the bigger wolf. Usually the adult ate before the younger ones and those of lesser rank. He stood there staring, hungry as could be, before he decided it was okay. there wasn't much there anyways and it seemed the older wolf was offering it...it would be rude not to accept. He dug in, thrilled at the taste of food in his mouth once more.
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