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 Posted: Fri Dec 22, 2006 5:23 pm
Grinning, the male stalked the path from the South Lands to the Pride Lands and back. First he had heard that the wolf named Usufii had been in the Pride Lands from his recent encounters with Zini, Resee, and their father it appears he's in the South Lands. Strange how the male could not sit still in a single territory. He moved about with a slight dark aura from him. His maw was smeared with blood from an earlier hunt. After all, a predator had to eat. Spending the night with Resee gave some nice comfort knowing that there was a warm body beside him. The Demon's Den was abandoned long ago, but the comfort of a warm body beside him still made him feel something that he had suppressed for such a long time. The last time he had it was when she was still alive and the family still together in the Muroders. The thought made him think of her and that always bought up horrid memories he tried to forget. He pushed them aside.
His white, now dirtied by the dust of the pathway, carried him for days and he rested little to get where he was. He got little information but the ones he had made him press forward. So far he knew that his son was alive so that was all he needed to keep on moving. The father of Zaini and Resee had told him the location and he has been there. However, he was not there. Ashki was not one to wait so he left in search of him.
Turning his head, the male sought out a water hole to make a quick pit stop at before continuing on. Vearing off to the right he came across one not too long after. It seemed idea. Lots of animals passed through here just by sniffing at the scent alone. Perfect for a sudden hunt if one decided to get a drink while he was there. Carefully moved behind the tree and made his stop.
Ashki rested beside the water and took a few licks upon the surface watching the ripples dissipate into the center of the water. He closed his eye and drowned out everything. He focused on his thoughts and shut out everything else.
A single word escaped his lips.
"Kranuza"
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 4:57 pm
Potevu'wasaa woke in the small off compartment of the den. Her purple tail curled around her flank as she buried her muzzle into the soft fur. She didn't want to be awake but the now cramped quarters gave her no choice. The longer, larger body twisted as she yawned, baring gleaming fangs even in the dark. Pale blues eyes blinked back sleep. She certainly didn't want to be up. Purple paws dug at the dirt around her to pull herself through the hole to the main chambers. The form of her still sleeping mother shone in the dim light as she passed, smiling.
With a soft sigh, the newly grown femme slipped from the family den. Pot scratched at her muzzle with a paw to dislodge the dust that decided to lay there. Pink tongue giving a soft lick, she was off.
Her larger self was much more confident and much less unaware. Her mother had taught her most of what she needed to know and most importantly, what she shouldn't do. Her brother was nowhere to be found lately and her sister was still quite the heavy sleeper. In her crystal eyes, she had matured the most. The length of her stride doubled with a smirk. She wasn't a pup any longer. She could bear her own pups, catch her own meals and govern her own life...for the time being.
The waterhole came closer and closer while she was lost in thought, oblivious to the male already there.
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Posted: Mon Dec 25, 2006 5:16 pm
Ashki's red eyes gazed back into his own in an attempt to read himself. With a heavy sigh, he looked into those crimson red eyes, head high and tail flagged, signaling alpha rank to any other maned wolf that crossed his path or he crossed their gaze. He was taller than the normal male, quite proud of it too. His body was built on muscle upon muscle. Scars cross his eyes and chest the only ones that touched him during the challenges for alpha back at the Muroders. On his chest was embroided a strange marking. It was something that almost all the members of the Muroders were born with or given when they were born by the pack's seer. Some feared him for his strength and powers, but what they should be was his intellect. He had a knack for drawing conclusions just by looking at another's eyes. It was strange, but he could see something in them. Call it foolish...sometimes he thinks the same.
With another side, he closed his eyes and took his eyes from himself. Was that how he really saw himself as or how others saw him as. Either way, he had nothing to him but his name and his strength. With a growl, he pulled himself up again and went back around the tree to take care of another business.
Coming back, he took another mouthful of water and stared up into the sky. Somewhere out there, Usufii was staring back up at the very same.
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Posted: Wed Jan 03, 2007 7:54 pm
Pot made her way closer to the watering hole. It was such a bright and shining day to the still young-hearted female. A smile pulled at her maw as she walked. She was the only one in her family to inherit her mothers green and her uncles dazzling lines. Maybe she was destined to be beautiful like she thought. Her purple cost shined in the golden light as she came ever closer, unknowing of they male that had entered their territory unannounced. Had she know, th purple femme wouldn't be skipping towards it with a smile and a song on her maw.
A quick glance around her showed that there was no one around. Potevu didn't quite trust her senses yet since she was so new at recognizing others scents but something told her that there was someone around.
"Hello?..."
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Posted: Thu Jan 04, 2007 1:11 pm
Ashki's thoughts pulled at him when he heard the hum, the song, of another. Who would be signing? Thinking about the octive it was female or maybe a male who can't hold a note. The song was nice and particularly smoothe so he did not totally mind it, but what was was who was giving off that noise. He rose to his feet as he apporached the bush and tree that seperated two sides of the same waterhole by a corner. He made his way around the bush with a posture of absolute dignity and authority. His eyes gaze down to the female and stopped mid-step.
Kra...
The female that stood before him looked so much like her. So young and so...this female, though her colors were different than her's, looked a lot like her. His maw dropped a bit as if he was finally reunited with the mate that he saw killed, the mate who bore him his own family, though the reason be for the pack rather themselves. The two's appearances were strikingly similar if not scary. How could someone like her look so much like his late mate?
Taking a breath, he tried to collect himself, his eyes falling on her once again, this time a bit softer, his posture slowly falling under him into just an average wolf though his tail still flagged.
"Greetings, female. What be that melody you hum? It's....nice. My name's Ashkikatazwa. May I ask yours?
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