It was morning, a glorious fall morning that had the potential to turn into a day filled with summer-like temperatures. If the morning hadn't been so crisp Wineberry would've sworn that it was a season earlier. As it was, the overnight frost that had covered the low-lying forest at the base of the mountains had already started to melt off, leaving only its memory behind. Wineberry had scouted this area earlier in the year and was, as she'd say, an expert when it came to recognizing an ideal meal spot. It was perfect here, a fairly large clearing, surrounded by all her favorite trees: Mulberries, Elderberries, and Apple Trees. But not only that, the area was littered in an abundance of bushes. More than she'd ever seen in one place - Cranberries, Raspberries, and her absolute favorite, Blackberries. Since summer had already passed, Wineberry considered it a miracle that such an abundance of berries still littered the area and hadn't yet been picked bare, by well, bears. Usually they would've come in, decimated the patch and moved on. Wineberry wasn't sure why they'd passed up such a feast, but she would definitely take advantage of this opportunity herself. She'd spent all morning collecting as much of the bounty as she could, despite struggling with some of the trees. She was in need of a partner in crime, maybe one of the coons that had those little nimble fingers, yes a coon would do nicely. But for now she'd made do, and her reward was before her. Lazy, she idly sprawled in the middle of the clearing, slowly munching her way through the pile before her. The sweet and tart tastes battled along her tongue and the she-wolf was immensely enjoying the flavors popping in her mouth. She already had a considerable buzz going and things were seeming a little fuzzy around the edges. Little giggles could be heard as her own thoughts wandered in amusing directions.
Sorry for the delay - had to research fermentation >.< I'll update this post with Wineberry's cert when I get it too
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Posted: Tue Jun 04, 2019 3:52 pm
An rather inconsiderate piece of melted frost from the evening freeze happened to splash right across one particular black wolf's snout, waking him up instantly from the tight ball of fluff he'd managed to curl into for warmth. Snapping teeth and bright gold eyes flashed everywhere, intending to rend some unfortunate soul to the bone for such a rude awakening. Only to have another wet mound plop on his head.
Shaking like the wet hound he now was, Wicked Eclipse stretched out sore muscles and appreciated the warmth that hovered in the air. Oh yes, this was going to be a much nicer day! Maybe he'd luck out and actually find someone to bother? Or talk with. Maybe chase a squirrel or three.
Thinking of squirrels made the black wolf realize he was feeling a little hungry. He immediately started sniffing around, looking up at the trees expectantly before moving along to see if he could find a hole to dig up. Maybe a nice rabbit would be caught today. Better than the mice he normally managed to catch. Or maybe... whatever that sweet scent was that was beginning to permeate the air? Pausing, Wicked lifted his head and sniffed curiously. He was not all that familiar with the scent, but it held a sweet tang to it that was hard to resist.
Following the scent, he hunted down its source until he had found a strange sight before him. "Either I missed a carnage somewhere... or you're the sweet smelling source." He smirked, eying the female and the berries around here. "Just what are you doing, exactly?"
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Meanwhile, a little ways off, another wolf was lingering about, enjoying the fresh warmth of the morning. He inhaled deeply, not quite ready to get to his paws as the ground, so cold through the night, began to feel slightly warm and pleasant against his stomach.
But the call of hunger in his belly finally roused him. The cold from the night before had used up most of his energy from his last meal. Therefore, he must remedy this! Storm rose gracefully to his feet, shaking any bits of melted frost from his fur. His nose wrinkled and a sneeze overtook the white wolf, sending him right down on his rump and shaking it off. Something in the air was tickling his nose. A sweet but tart scent?
Curious, Storm on the Horizon began his search for the source of this strange smell that made his tummy rumble and nose twitch.
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Posted: Fri Jun 14, 2019 5:35 pm
It was no surprise that Wineberry hadn't noticed the approach of another wolf, she had already made it a third of the way into her pile of berries when he appeared. In fact, she might have missed his presence entirely if he hadn't addressed her directly. Bright blue eyes turned to the stranger, blinking widely as she struggled to focus on the dark figure before her. Hopefully he, for his voice was definitely male, didn't already think her crazy for giggling alone. Wineberry hoped he hadn't heard her, but there was no way to really tell without asking him directly. Which she wouldn't do.
"Don't worry, I'm not crazy!" She blurted. " I mean...ugh...ummm... I'm...just...enjoying the day?"
The words came out more of question than a statement. Muddled thoughts ran over each other in the she-wolf's brain. Did she want to share? Would he steal the berries from her?
"...the berries, the berries are sweet. Not me, well I mean, I'm sweet too but not as much as them..." Flustered, her ears flicked back as she grew more confused. Finally, she belly crawled over her greatly diminished pile, blue eyes locked on the stranger as she tried to hide them from his view. "Please don't steal them, they are mine..." She pleaded.
Posted: Wed Jun 26, 2019 9:11 am
Shade Dance padded aimlessly through the brush, trying her best to focus on the lovely weather for this time of year and not the fact that she had potentially abandoned her children assuming they hadn't been eaten by bears or kidnapped or fallen into a pit or... She took a deep breath. Lovely weather. The kind you remember fondly during the extremes of winter and summer. Crisp air, a gentle sun, and a light breeze carrying something sweet on the air.
She paused mid-stride to sniff the air. An interesting something sweet - tart enough to make your nose itch - and other wolves. Nearby, too. Suddenly focused, she dropped low and began creeping towards the source. Whatever this was probably wasn't food, but she'd take what she could get - company had to eat eventually, after all, and they couldn't say no to a helping hand.
What she heard from the edge of the clearing certainly piqued her interest. There was one fewer wolf than she thought she had smelled, but that was quite alright with her. One fewer wolf to chase off as she would valiantly swoop in to save the day and be rewarded with a wealth of berries. She grinned, settling in to watch what happened next.
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Okay, there was definitely something up with this female. Wicked wasn't quite sure what, but now his curiosity was spiked to its fullest. And the giggling! What on earth could have put this lovely shewolf into such a strange state? And now she was assuring him that she wasn't crazy?
Wicked snorted in amusement. "Not crazy. Got it." Totally crazy. "And my lady, I think you are very much enjoying the day."
Why did he have to find the crazy one today? Couldn't he just have found a naive shewolf that he could sweet talk until he was bored of her? Or a pup to tease?
Wait, the berries? Wicked glanced at the berries in question. The berries were sweet, huh? He lifted a paw to roll a couple towards himself to investigate, but this shewolf was trying to cover them up. By laying on top of them. "Darling, you're going to ruin your coat with berry juice by doing that. And I am not going to steal your berries," he began in a very matter of fact sort of tone, "I'm only going to borrow a pawful~ "
And he did just that. Snatched a couple of the berries quickly before this poor, confused, crazy wolf figured it out. But Wicked did have to admit one thing, the berries were sweet. Even a little tart. But delicious.
"Wow... darling, were did you find these?"
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Storm could smell more wolves now. He kept heading in the general direction their scent was stronger. As well as another, sweet sort of scent. When he did approach the clearing, he paused, watching out of curiosity. Were these two wolves in the center a couple? Was the black male bringing his lady wolf some food to share?
It was so sweet. Storm had to let out an almost wistful sigh.
At least until it looked more like the other wolf was trying to hide her treat while the other swiped a few?
Strange... that wasn't how lovers were supposed to act, was it?
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Posted: Sat Oct 26, 2019 5:48 pm
Wineberry whined under her breath at the male as he swiped a pawful of her precious cache... but what could she do? For a brief second her lips drew up, showing her teeth. But it was so brief that if one hadn't been watching closely they wouldn't have noticed.
"I found them....all around here. I, I'm good at it. Berries. I'm good with berries."
Not so much with wolves though. It was a stray thought, and the she-wolf didn't share it. Her eyes drifted from the dark wolf down to her little horde and from there to the patches of reds and purples that stained her usually white coat. Holy smokes, he's right, I am sooooo not in a position to meet others at the moment. Self-consciously, she started to clean her chest fluff that seemed to have the most of juice on it. in doing so, Wine dislodged more from her stash and they bounced towards the stranger.
