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 Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 12:43 am
 The muted thud of large paws against stone was the only sound in a set of ancient ruins, a collect of crumbled and weather gray stone that was little more than a trellis for enthusiastic plants to climb over. There was hardly any shape to the stones to indicate they had ever been anything but natural, though sheer size and volume in this setting of trees hinted they might not have gotten there alone. The nail in the coffen that supported ruins, though, was the occasional flat and pieced together section of stone that had obviously been a floor.
Kaleth looked around in complete fascination. He was alone at the moment. Toreth had little interest in the hows and whys of things that his brother had, and had left the inquiring mind behind in favor of hunting for their dinner. Kaleth took every opportunity he had to explore without constant, gusting sighs of boredom ringing in his ears.
Really, this place was fascinating! It had to have been made by humans, for he could think of no other creature that would make something of this magnitude, but why had it fallen into such disrepair? Perhaps if he ferreted around enough, the answer would reveal itself.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 1:01 am
 This was what she got for minding her own business. Cassarah had been peacefully asleep in these strange ruins for most of the day, but then something just had to go and wake her up.
From her place behind a particularly large block, Cassarah could make out the frame of whatever it was--another fox. Well, that was slightly better than a bear.
Deciding that if she didn't want to be like Mother she should get out there and be social, Cassarah stood and cleared her throat, golden and unusual eyes taking in the male before her. He didn't seem particularly threatening, but Cassarah had learned not to always trust appearances.
"Hello," she greeted casually, tail flicking a bit of dust off her back. "What brings you here?" she asked, still eying him speculatively. He seemed to be more interested in the ruins than scoping out the area for possible attackers, which boded well for her: someone who didn't think he would be attacked was less likely attack first and ask questions later.
Still on her guard, though, Rah stood still, not moving closer nor further away from the male, but close enough to the rock that had served as her cover while she slept that she could duck behind it if she had to.
It wasn't that she wanted to be so paranoid, but when one of one's biological parents was insane and the other indifferent...well, it made for some very interesting stories, to say the least.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 1:25 am
Kaleth started, surprised by the appearance of something definetly living and definetly blue. For a brief moment he wasn't so much concerned that a total stranger had appeared before him so much as how that total stranger had managed to hide herself in all this gray and green with that bright color of hers. Pretty, but not exactly camouflage.
"Ah, hello," he said, injecting a bit of cheer into his voice. In truth meeting strangers was a bit of a nerve-wracking experience, but with a sister like his he and his brother had learned to his their emotions behind a mask of good will and cheer. Totally worth it just to tick Toxic off.
"We didn't know anyone lived around here. We didn't scent anything as we came in, anyway," Kaleth said, automatically dropping into plural. It was actually a common thing, since he and Toreth were so often together. Now he looked a touch shy though, and his eyes held something of an apology in them.
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Posted: Mon May 30, 2011 2:30 pm
"We?" Cassarah repeated, raising her eyebrows a fraction of an inch. As far as she could see and smell, there was only one of him, and if he was referring to himself as 'we'...
Rah groaned internally. She would get woken up by a psycho.
"What's your name?" She asked carefully, deciding that if he gave two names as an answer, she would know that he was a nut and that she could leave. If he only gave one and provided some sort of answer as to the 'we'...well, maybe it would end up being worth sticking around.
((Bah, sorry it's so short :U))
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 12:18 am
((lol It's alright. They can't all be multi-paragraph posts.))
Kaleth almost laughed a little at the expression on the vixen's face. The raised eyebrow and tone of voice seemed to imply that she thought she was dealing either with a nut or someone of limited intelligence. It amused him so much because he was almost always with his brother, so it just figured that he'd meet someone and keep using a plural while alone.
"I'm Kaleth," he said, and a hint of that suppressed humor could be heard in his voice. "My brother is Toreth. He's off hunting at the moment, or he would surely introduce himself." Kaleth chuckled a little. "My brother's what you'd call a flirt, and I've never seen him act shy."
He paused after that little bit, and took time to give the vixen a second look. He hadn't noticed at first glance, but her gold eyes had quite unusual pupils. Slitted, more feline. They actually had similar patterns. A single, base color, with stripped tails and stockinged feet and masks. Her lines were straight where his were wavy, or slanted where his were straight. How interesting and what a great mix of old-fashion and modern!
"May I ask for your name, miss? And, if it isn't rude of me, may I also query about those interesting eyes of yours? I've never seen a fox with such cat-like pupils before."
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Posted: Tue May 31, 2011 6:57 pm
See, that made so much more sense.
Chuckling some, Cassarah nodded and offered an easy, charming smile as she answered. "Then it's a pleasure to meet you, Kaleth. My name is Cassarah," she dipped her head in respect, then had to resist the urge to roll her eyes.
It was always about her eyes.
She was used to it by now, though, and she had decided long ago to take comments about her eyes as compliments--and in Kaleth's case, it seemed to actually be one.
"Thank you," she said automatically. "I do not know where they come from originally, but my mother--well, one of my mothers--" she corrected, this time rolling her golden eyes in mild exasperation. Her family, honestly. "Has them," she finished, shrugging one shoulder. "They were passed down to me," she added, though the last was self-evident.
"May I say that your markings are quite becoming?" she said, grinning lightly, compliment for compliment. "I've always been quite partial to stripes," her grin growing, Cassarah walked past him, lightly twitching her own striped tail behind her and thus a bit in front of him.
"What are you and your brother doing here, mm?"
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Posted: Wed Jun 01, 2011 12:41 am
Kaleth's answering grin was just a tad nervous. Of the pair he was the shy brother to whom chatting up total strangers wasn't something that came naturally. It wasn't that he didn't like meeting new people, he just wasn't always sure what to say. Toreth just grinned, tapped him on the head, and said he thought about things too much. Maybe he did.
"That you for that compliment," he said, dispelling the nervousness once he got started talking. "You'd find my brother the same way. We aren't twins, but our markings are identical." The two actually did get confused for twins on occasion, and in fact if you only judged body, back legs, and tails they were identical. Even the markings on their ears were the same, though Kaleth had yellow tips and Toreth had red. Toreth had gotten red hair and Kaleth had gotten red tops to the socks on his front paws. He'd also gotten a white mask, and sported his mom's eyes while Toreth had dad's. Those were the only differences.
Thinking on that brought a small smile to Kaleth's face. "I actually share my mother's eyes as well," he confided, though admittedly they were far more normal that Cassarah's.
"As to what we're doing here, well. Why don't you tell me what you're doing here? I'm sure we're both operating under similar circumstances."
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Posted: Tue Jun 14, 2011 5:36 pm
"I came to see what this place was," she answered, completing her circle around him to stand in front of him again. Yes, the stripes were definitely becoming.
Stop, Cass caught herself sharply. What was she, her White Mother? Please. She wouldn't judge on appearances. Or anything else.
"My brothers both look different than I," Cassarah continued. "Though I suppose Ferelen is the most like me, except that he has white on his face and white hair, as well as more stripes on his tail. And I am the only one of my siblings with the eyes." She explained, chuckling some. "Is Toreth your only sibling?"
Cassarah frowned slightly as she thought of her brothers--all of them, not just Nisultin and Ferelen, and how...well, how little she knew of them. Part of her was sad about that, but part of her couldn't care, either--they were Skype's blood, and she wasn't sure she could deal with any more foxes that Skype had created: sure, her full brothers weren't terrible, but what if her half-brothers had gotten more Skype than their other parent?
If there was more than one Skype in the world, it would've ended long ago, Cassarah told herself, finding comfort in the old internal joke.
Get out of your head, she commanded herself, quickly scrambling to bring herself back to reality. She needed to focus on what he was saying, so she could have some sort of response to it that wasn't just smiling and nodding. She was better than that, dammit.
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Posted: Sun Jun 19, 2011 12:19 am
Kaleth tried a shrug. It always seemed to work well for Toreth, but then Toreth just exuded more masucline confidence than he could ever copy. He hoped it might have at least had a little bit of an effect though.
"I've got a little brother than I've never met before," he said. "One big sister I know, and two other big sisters that I also have never met." Was that a bad thing, not knowing all of one's family? It had never seemed so to him, but then he hadn't known any other way. He hoped Cassarah didn't think it was unciviled or rude of him to seem to.....casual about it all.
"Mom says my two older sisters were almost identical twins, though she really didn't get to know them all that well. Apparently they disappeared with my father." Hmmm. Was it also odd to not know both parents as well as not knowing all siblings? Maybe. Though Kaleth and Toreth had come across plently of others in their travels who hadn't know either parent, so maybe not.
"What about you," he asked, voice geniunely curious. Cassarah had admitted to having brothers, but he hoped to hear a little more detail.
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