Werewolf x Tamiko-chan
Phib x Aaka
Phib x Aaka
Following her encounter with the strangely-colored male called Flit, the gray female from over the mountains trotted easily through the snow. She had sent a new member her daughter's way and it felt great. If only the male made it over the mountains safely...
No, best not to think about the possibilities. Instead she focused her attention on what lay ahead. So far all she could see with her strangely violet eyes was snow, snow, and more snow. How bleak. But she wasn't shaken, oh no. She was a positive thinker and so thought that if she just continued on like this in high spirits then she would eventually stumble upon something.
But until then... well, she just hoped things didn't continue blandly like this for too much longer. She may have had patience, but coming from a highly social pack where she was the alpha, going for almost a whole year without meeting another soul was quite depressing.
"Hm," she began to ponder aloud, stopping momentarily to glance around at her surroundings. Still the same old stuff, but were there any scents on the air?
Lifting her lightly-colored nose to the air, Aaka took in a deep breath, taking in all there was to take in. Unfortunately, nothing came to her. Grumbling sadly, the female just continued on, aimlessly and without much of a destination.
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Moving on his daily travels to places within a day's travel of his lands, the long black shadow once more found himself confronted with a stringing knowledge that within moments he would no longer find himself in the company of nothingness. The old king really had not wandered too far this time- a low sloping mountain which harassed his land from one side was really all that separated this flat lands from the western grasslands in the south. This land was much like the grasslands- the snow had flattened it out in such a way it seemed to be an ocean of snow. A haze clouded this distance- surely there were trees in the distance, but for now the snow confounded any notions of it's waning domination.
The long black shape found himself pulling to a stop, standing somewhere within the tidal regions of the endless snow. A light covering of white flecked here and there about his inky form, but otherwise the black of his coat stuck out against it. It was good, he thought, to not blend in so well. He was never a creature who feared much his surroundings- and someone like him appreciated the ability to not be so easily devoured by an emptiness. But as trivial as his oddly structured thoughts were, the male had not stopped to recollect on the snow. He would have kept walking, that is, if Phib hadn't noticed from afar the hazy but umistakenable shape of a wolf trotting in the distance. The snow's mist made her mostly cool smoke, but it didn't keep him from identifying the creature as one of his own.
He stood there for a moment, watching the haze swirl before swinging his ears forward. He rose his large head and let a low, and short, howl echo about the hazy snowscape, and lazily ambled forward. He had no reason to startle creatures- he seemed to have a habit of doing that. Ironic, because he never walked quietly upon the earth.
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Phib had expected to get some reaction out of the smoke shape in the distance, but he had not expected the creature to suddenly bolt towards him. For a moment he pulled back, lifting one paw in silent surprise as she suddenly yelled to him, "Kapu!" There was such relish in the word, that Phib could already feel himself shrinking in quiet disappointment, for as far as he knew, he was not in fact Kapu. He didn't really want to see it- but it all happened too fast for him to turn away- the female running towards him with happiness, and then slowly it faded like mist and left a sort of dumbstruck and miserably flat expression.
He shook his head somewhat. "No, it's alright." He spoke, his voice rough, and slightly awkward. He didn't like to see such an expression. "Sorry-" Phib spoke, not really knowing what to say. If Aaka had known the usually articulate male, she might have found it unusual for him to be suddenly out of words. He was always quick with his speech, and generally, he was good at it. But this was something he couldn't talk his way out of, and he didn't know what to say to lessen the awkwardness of it all.
"I am Phib." The black wolf said. It wasn't that he needed to explain further to the female that he wasn't this one called Kapu- but he felt perhaps it would be better to atleast offer his name in compensation. He shifted his shoulders and snorted somewhat, before adding, "- Are you, looking for him?" Her? Well, Kapu sounded like a male's name anyways.
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"I-I'm really, terribly, extremely sorry. I just thought you were.. I mean.."
The female sighed and lowered her head considerably, letting her ears fall and her eyes close for a moment or two. She had really gotten her hopes up when she saw a black figure in the distance. It hadn't helped that he had sort of called to her, as if he knew her or something even though the howl had been just a warning that Phib was there.
Backing up a little more, Aaka blinked at the other as he spoke. He seemed a little tongue-tied, and for a moment she wondered if he was always like this. Flit had been timid and such because he was a loner and probably didn't have much socializing to back him up. But this Phib seemed to carry himself proudly. So why was he having so much trouble with words?
"Oh, well, it's nice to meet you Phib," she replied pleasantly, a smile coming across her face as her embarassment began to fade away.
"My name is Aaka," she introduced herself, her voice brighter this time as she lifted up her head proudly though not boastingly. She understood that she really had no place in these parts and so made sure not to get herself into any trouble.
"And, uh, oh, yes, I'm looking for him. My mate, he is. Kapu disappeared a while ago... he looks very similar to you, though not as many scars. Just one from when the hunters attacked him." For a moment she paused to do some silent thinking.
"Have you by any chance seen him?"
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The wolf shook his head slowly, his pale green eyes training upon the unusual purple color of the female's. He was actually a bit colorblind- he only saw red and green well, but he could tell without actually seeing the color that there was an unusualness to her eyes. "No, I have not." Phib spoke. She seemed a bit less harmed then he had anticipated- which he was glad of, so he slowly began to shake off the jamble of thoughts in his head and speech. "I'm sorry. I don't see many wolves that look much like me, so I would have probably remembered such a creature."
"It's no problem." He dismissed, for truthfully, he was used to be mistaken for others a lot. Mostly his father (which had lead to some amusing, and sometimes unpleasant encounters), but never a creature named Kapu. He quriked a slightly passive grin- it was faint, because he was not sure how appropriate it was to a wolf who might have been in mourning. "No, no problem. We're all just smoke and mirrors, sometimes."
As a wolf, he knew well what it normally meant when a wolf disappeared. Life could be hard for a creature such as they- and he always had had an old superstition of never looking at a wolf when they left. It was an old wolf's tale from the North- but he rather liked it. Then if a wolf truly did disappear, it was as if they had faded into smoke rather then walking off towards places unknown.
There was certainly a pride to this female, and from what she had said about her mate, it was likely she was more of his kind then simply being wolf.
He snorted somewhat, and a thick plume of mist expelled from his snout. He felt recollected, and he rose his head and leveled out his tail. "Many wolves in these woods if you're searching. From where have you come from?" He remarked, his ear swinging forward. She smelt from another land- although how far away it was would not be in his recollection.
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Aaka merely smiled at the other as he told her that he hadn't seen someone that looked enough like him to have possibly been the one that she was looking for. "Oh, that's alright, thank you though. I'm sure I'll find him some time..." Hopefully soon. She didn't know how much longer she could go on without the strength of her mate.
Acting on a more positive note, the female simply sat down in the snow, her tail wagging delightfully behind her as she looked at Phib. He really did resemble Kapu, only he seemed much older and a bit rougher.
The coldness of the snow not even bothering her one bit, Aaka continued to look at him. His eyes were very green... so strong and tough. He seemed to have been through many hardships if she read them right. Yet he seemed so sweet despite all that he might have gone through. How interesting...
"Me? Oh, well, I come from way far north, a place where it never stops snowing." One of the main reasons she was a double-coated wolf. "But I'm not sure my mate would have come this far down... I may have missed him." And suddenly her spirits were down again. Eyes clouded as she looked down at the snow. Why did things have to be so complicated?
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Watching the female sat, he allowed himself to be seated as well, the muscles in his back contracting for a moment in silent memory of having strained them not so long ago running alongside the river- he distracted his thoughts from it. "The north?" He questioned with his typical rough but sliding manner, "I myself come from the north-east. Although we had lulls between the snow, but ah, it was a Wasteland." He remarked. "My lands are south of here now. Better weather, but too much water. My mate likes it fine, in any case."
"These woods seem to attract more then they repel. If he wandered down this far, I doubt he would not have stayed." Although he couldn't help but imagine that it was unlikely for a male to run out on his mate. Even he, who had had so many woman- he'd never thought of running away. Certainly that couldn't go for all wolves, but most, did have a kind of residual love towards their female kind. Some wild ones might have even considered him chauvinistic- but he did admire woman and their own strengths.
She seemed disheartened by the thought of missing him, and he docked his ears somewhat. Such a sucker for women! Oh, if only they knew how much power they had over him!
But, he couldn't exactly say he doubted this Kapu would have left her. For one thing, it implied he knew she was sane- which he didn't, but she certainly did not seem like the kind of wolf, and the other- that he had gone the way of most wolves who vanished into the shadows and never returned...
"Sometimes life-" He thought. "Goes in a different direction then we hope. I am sure your roads will cross with him again."
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Aaka smiled slightly as she looked back up at the other. He really was sweet, she wondered why he was alone. Or, at least, he seemed to be alone. Yet she was immediately shown that he wasn't alone, for he mentioned his lands--which most likely meant a pack--and his mate. Ah, so he had a mate. Hopefully he wouldn't disappear...
"Oh, the water is absolutely lovely, I think. Well, it was back home at least. My packlands were against the ocean as well." She paused for a moment to close her eyes and bask in the memory. Yes... the ocean was such a lovely thing to look at.
Opening her eyes again, the femme perked her ears slightly as Phib started talking again.
And, oh, what a sucker she was for men! In her younger days, before she had become Kapu's mate, there had been many males chasing after her when she was still with her parents. They were all really quite lovely and she had become quite fond of flirting with them. Once motherhood came, however, she had sort of lost her flirtatious ways. But that didn't mean she still didn't like hanging out with them or whatever else.
Yet all thoughts left her head as she listened to his last words. Hm, yes, life did work in mysterious ways, that was for sure. Sometimes, though, those ways weren't necessarily appreciated.
"Yes, yes, always expect the unexpected," the she-wolf murmured, sounding very cliche but not really minding.
"Perhaps our paths will meet, perhaps they will not. I'm not really sure about anything at this point. I mean... my mate had been caught in a human trap when I last saw him. The presence of the hunters forced the pack away. When they left, there was no blood, so he was not killed..."
Violet eyes left the black creature and landed up in the sky. She hoped he was okay...
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"Strange things happen when Man is involved." Phib spoke, his voice steady. He was not a wolf who needlessly feared man- although this wasn't to say he wasn't reckless either. He had spent a good portion of his younger life away from his heretical pack and looming on the edges of Man's borders, hoping to learn what it was that had kept him alive from an embrested arrow and what it all meant. Was Man god, such as dogs believed? No, he had found that not to be true. He knew not what Man meant to Wolf, but he knew there were more similarities between the two then either side would care to acknowledge.
He had known of men to steal wolves before, although normally he knew them to prefer women because they could easily be tied down by a pack of their b*****d dog children. He also knew though, that Man had a rather clever trick of tying one of their b*****d women, or one of their Own, and luring males towards them long enough to father offspring and short enough for the male to be equally dispatched as a pelt. And yet- they caused healing to some. Hadn't the strange shaman Rio said that Man had bandaged his wound? Strange things, were Man.
Phib turned thoughts back to the ocean. He wasn't fond of it, but it was growing on him. "I've never seen much like it, in my country. Very little water, so I am not used to being overwhelmed with it. But drought doesn't seem like it'll be a problem any time soon." He chuckled well naturedly, perhaps.
For a moment his face turned stern, as it normally was to those when he was not amiable. He actually rarely was- but more often then not women had the occasion of breaking down his carefully structured kingly fa硤e. She was peering at the sky forlornly, and he couldn't help but wonder how far she had truly traveled. To go as far north that it always snowed was some travel from here. He had gone quite a deal east as well, but his own journey had taken him a year to sort out himself.
"Life has never been a friend to wolf- but we make due." He spoke, oddly light at such a statement. Really- life for any animal was at best confounding. "You travel alone?" He spoke. She was scentless, but she had the appearance of a wolf who typically was. Had some family accompanied her in her search? Perhaps it was nosey- but he did like to know the happenings of others.
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Aaka didn't necessarily fear Man either. Well, except for the ones with spears and knives and such. Those were hunters and were very dangerous to wolf, so she and her family always went out of their way to avoid people like them. But the others, ones like Willow Pup, they were truly trustworthy and amazing.
"But amazing things also happen when Man is invovled. The humans where I lived, well most of them anyways, helped our pack. There was one special one--one called Willow Pup Julie--that saved our pups from starvation one year. Silver, the poor dear, the famine had taken its toll on her..." The female's voice trailed off then, leaving her for a moment to venture into memories of long ago.
Yes, indeed, Nutik and Uqaq. It was a shame that the first was kept by the humans, however... he would have made a great hunter or leader eventually. Certainly would have been beneficial to the pack.
"Ah, I see, then you have a reason to not like it so much as others might. Your mate... did she come from some place with lots of water?" Perhaps she, too, was being a bit nosey, but she had only good intentions on her mind. Plus, it wasn't like she could do much to anyone with a simple fact of whether they came from a place with water or not.
Coming out of her thoughts once more, she managed to catch the last question that Phib had thrown at her. Alone? The female nodded. "Yes, alone. I left my daughter as alpha of my pack. She is quite strong and her mate is intelligent." They were well off indeed.
"I traveled alone in hopes that I could cover more distance. One wolf, one stomach to feed."
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"I have never met Man individually." He spoke, his ears swaying. "Although I know others who have. I know there is no place for Wolf in Man's world, but there are always exceptions." He straightened his posture and slightly ruffled the fur on his back. It was more to dislodge the weight of some of the snow that clung to his shoulders on the guard fur.
"My mate? No, she has never seen the sea." He remarked. "She's not like most people. But she is happy with anything, and the sea just happens to appeal to her better then the woods. She likes the noises it makes, and the funny taste." Phib chuckled, but at the same time, looking almost drained. He could only imagine what sort of trouble she was getting herself into presently.
"It's a good land though," He spoke, perhaps a bit pridefully. He knew a good place when he saw one, and like water or not, he knew the benefits of having control over the waterway. It brought other animals to them, and with that came good hunting. "But that is to say, this wood is good land. Probably filled with more vagabonds then I'd like to associate- but it is a good land."
The male nodded his head at the other female's reports of her daughter. It slightly hurt his chest, thinking of Maya, or Thallen- both of whom he had expected to inherit his lands, but that had not been so. Of all his children now, only Gareth he had ever seen again after the usual dispersal of young males from the pack at age one or two. "It's good to have reliable children." He spoke, his ears swinging forwards. His own lands he had left, perhaps shockingly, to Jenna. It was a decision that not too many had been happy with, trading a king for a queen, but Jenna was a good strong female- and he trusted her rule more then her mate Jaden. Not that he didn't love his nephew, the dumb b*****d. (Affectionately, of course.)
"- And one less mouth to help you." He remarked, furrowing his brow. "How fare you?" He questioned. She seemed healthy enough, at least.
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"Well, some are good to associate with, others not. There are always good in bad in a species, it can't be helped," she said with a sigh. Indeed, there were always those helpless cases. Sometimes, though, one just had to deal with them. It was a fact of life, as was everything else that existed...
"Hm, well that's a shame," she replied to his saying that his mate hadn't seen the sea. But then... wait, she'd heard the sea and such. "She's blind?" she asked randomly, letting her thoughts suddenly come out of her mouth. That would make perfect sense, if his mate was blind. That would account for her never seeing the sea but rather hearing it and tasting it instead.
"Seems like good land," Aaka nodded, glancing around for a moment or two to take it all in again. But then he said some strange word that she wasn't quite familiar with. What was that... vagabond? "Oh, uh, excuse me, but... what's a vagabond?" She must have sounded quite stupid asking that question. Yet she had never heard of such a word and so was curious.
The gray wolfess chuckled slightly at the older wolf. "Children, ah. They are quite the handful, no? I'm guessing you've had some, the way you talk about them." It was actually quite simple to spot a parent once you were one yourself and dealing with the trouble of kids. "Reliable children are always nice, but sometimes it's just good to have them there for you, whether they are beneficial or not." Now she probably just sounded like some scolding person. Her tone was stern, as if she was trying to teach him how to be a loving parent or whatever.
Shaking her head to try and rid herself of the scolding tone, she instead focused on another topic.
Shrugging, she rose to her paws again. She stretched out her legs a little bit so that they didn't cramp up when she started moving again. "Well, I've done fairly well. It might have been better in the mountains if there was someone to help me, but I got through alright." Aaka nodded, feeling very confident and proud.
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The male's pale green eyes lifted forwards, and the end of his tail carefully shifted. "Yes, she is blind." He said, almost sternly, although it wasn't through any sort of anger towards the other female. But he was always cautious on just who such information was made aware to. "But it doesn't stop her much." He added, leaning his weight upon one shoulder.
"Vagabond?" Phib remarked. It was interesting she had not heard of such a term, for wherever he went it had always been the term to apply to lone wolves. But it applied specifically to lone wolves who were lones from birth, or from expulsion, rather then Dispersers, who were normally young wolves who left their homes to seek out their own place in the socially tight world of the Wolf.
"It is a wolf that is not a Disperser, but is a lone." Phib rumbled. "It's probably not so polite a term to use in their company, of course." He added, rather then have the female accidentally use such a term and cause up problems. "Maybe it is a cruel term in itself."
She started to move, although he kept himself rooted and peered at her as she stretched out her limbs. "Nine children, myself." He spoke flatly. Two dead, and seven estranged. But his family was not one for familial bonds- in fact, the second generation of Hrothmund had all but managed to inadvertently destroy the third generation. It was different for females though. To his children, only Thallen had he ever seen as a young wolf when his mother had left him. The others had kept to their mothers, and he had never really known many of them. He switched mates frequently in his younger days that it was safe to say that nine might not even have been an accurate count.
"The mountains are hard going." He reflected. "And in winter, something I'd hardly recommend." Something to be said, then, about this particular female's strength he imagined.
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Ah, I see," she said monotonously. She hadn't meant any blinds during her lifetime, but she was sure that they were probably sparse unless they had a pack to look after them. But then, if the pack was strict and demanded that everyone take part in the work, she doubted a blind one would be welcomed.
"It's good that she does well," she nodded, sitting back down again. "And it's wonderful that she has someone like you to look after her." Or, at least, she hoped this male looked after his blind mate. Not such a great male if he neglected his female.
Her tail curled unconsciously around her legs as she listened to the other's explanation of what a vagabond was. Hm, another word for loner was it? Ah, well, she'd never heard of it before. Perhaps it was just a term from some specific part of the world or whatever. He had said that he was from the far north-east.
"Oh, well, I don't think I've ever heard of that word before nor heard anyone use it until now." Aaka mentally noted that it might not be such a good term. Well, if he nor she could be certain about it, then she just wouldn't use it.
Ah, so he had nine children. Quite a lot, by some others' standards. "Heh, around thirteen for me," she replied, rolling her eyes a bit. The numbers had only risen so greatly because one of her later litters had contained seven pups, all of which survived because food was plentiful that year and fate had been kind.
Nodding to his mountain comment, she shifted again. Perhaps it was the newly placed restlessness in her blood that had her fidgeting. Traveling around for about a year could do that to a girl.
"Yeah, well, I did it. Perhaps I'm stupid for trying it. But I'm here and that's all I care about now.." Well, pretty much the only thing.
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The old king shook his head, the fur on his hackles having become congested with small fragments of snow and ice. They fell off fleetingly, and he was glad for the vacancy. How to describe his relationship with his mate! They were both so different, and yet strangely alike. "I take care of her." Yes, that was true. He did everything for her- he'd left for her. But it still hadn't stopped her from always getting into trouble, and sometimes he felt he held her back. But from what, he didn't know- but there were times when she seemed almost unearthly.
He had to say, he was a bit surprised to hear that she had borne thirteen children. She looked rather young- at least, not as old as he, to have had so many. Perhaps all of her litters had been large- that would say something about Kapu, in any case. "Many pups for one your age." He remarked, although he still was not sure of her exact age either. At least Ryoku's age, surely. "From your tone, they seemed to have faired well- that's quite an accomplishment in the North."
"But, ah- stupid maybe, but the only way to get past a mountain is to climb it. What made you think that Kapu might have crossed the mountains, if I might ask?"
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Aaka nodded approvingly. "Good, good. That's very good. Sometimes us females need someone to look after us. We can't do everything on our own." That sounded like she was cutting the females down or something. "But then, we can do a lot of things, some that males seem to have trouble with."
Just then a sudden thought came to mind. A pregnant male. Oh, how funny it would be to see a male handle pregnancy. Surely they would be screaming to get the things out, no? "Haha, I'd like to see males handle pregnancy," she chuckled, letting him in a little on what was going through her mind. It was really quite random, though.
Then her mind switched again when he commented that having thirteen puppies at her age was quite strange. But really it wasn't, if you thought about the circumstances and such.
"Oh, well, my litters were sometimes very large. Plus, most were born during the feasting years and so faired quite well, actually." And, really, it was mostly because the caribou had finally traveled back to the grassy Avalik lands. Plus, they had excellent hunters. "Fate was kind to us," she commented, almost boasting.
"Hm... honestly, I have no idea. There's not any reason that I can think of that would make him travel this way. But... well, I don't know. I just happened to travel this way and end up here."
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Phib kept his mouth closed over this matter, for although he did agree that women needed protecting, he had known through many years of knowing such creatures that it was far too easy to accidentally say too much and slight them. A woman's mind could be very fickle in thoughts.
To the remark about male pregnancy, Phib simply pulled his head back in surprise and flatten his ears. "I should think not!" He said with a slight sputter, perhaps speaking on behalf of the general male order. Ryoku would have found that amusing. ('So, I can't be making puppies- maybe you can? Oh! Make twelve!') He winced at the thought of that conversation, although he allowed himself a slightly feigned chuckle.
"Some caribou on occasion slips this far south when the snow comes thickly in. I can see any land abundant of them producing many litters." He continued, although by now he too was feeling a slight numbness in his legs and pulled himself up to a standing.
"Perhaps not," He spoke, shaking his head. "Sometimes you just need to distance yourself from memories in an exodus. But where now? You don't think him so far south, but you will keep searching?"
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Aaka couldn't help but laugh at the male's reaction to his side of the species handling pregnancy. It would be a funny thing indeed, though perhaps so much for the males as for the females. "Haha, well then, lucky for you you were born a male, eh? Might have made a bad female, thinking like that," she chuckled, shifting around once more where she sat.
"Mm, really?" she questioned about him saying that sometimes the caribou manage to get this far. Perhaps it was a different herd, but she couldn't help but wonder. "I see, maybe that's where our food source had gone to during our famines," she laughed, fully in a good mood.
The young she nodded in agreement. Of course, dining on the ever-abundant caribou had its advantages. But then, being a wolf that only ate caribou out of all the large game, like her pack had been, also proved troublesome when they all seemed to disappear.
"Of course I'll keep searching," she said suddenly, seeming a little indignant. "There's always a chance he's here. And no matter how slim it is..."
She shook her head. Things just weren't simple anymore... at least not for her.
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"Me, a woman? Heaven help the world." Azalea was enough of Hrothmund's blood to be put into a feminine shape. From last he heard she still ruled her pack without a mate- although she did consistently spawn random offspring with the father's unspoken of. Jaden had always been her favorite. "I doubt I'd make a very pretty woman." He quipped. "I have a habit of getting myself into scuffles. Not very graceful either for one thing."
He nodded, sympathetically shifting his face from amusement to contemplation. "Well, if he got this far this is where he'd stay." That is, unless he went back for her... "Wolves stick like lichen in these woods. But, that might in itself be another hurdle to cross. Many faces will be there for you to see."
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Aaka couldn't help but laugh once more as Phib seemed to go crazy just thinking about himself as a woman. How odd... that could be quite a pasttime for someone, imagining themselves as the opposite sex. How funny would that be?
"Aw, really? I think you'd make quite the interesting one," she joked, rising to her paws once more in restlessness. Then she shrugged. "There are tough females out there, some too manly to really want to think about." The femme shuddered. A scary thought indeed.
"Hm, so you think that there might be a bigger chance of him being here than I've led myself to believe?" Possible... quite possible. Only she still had high doubts that he would travel this far away. If he was abducted by humans, perhaps, if they decided to take him away from where they found him originally. That could always happen...
"Yes, lots of wolves perhaps. But there's always his scent. That shouldn't change."
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It scared the older male more then amused him, although somewhere in his mind's eye he could hear Ryoku laughing over it. He'd be obligated to tell her of course, because if such a thing ever befell her ears and she found out that he had not shared- oh, it would be much worse. "I have known some very mannish women. But I certainly have no desire to be one." He remarked with a smirk, the end of his tail slightly swaying. "I like women just the way they are without having to deal with one like me."
He rose his head, looking haphazardly at the skyline. It was swollen with snow clouds, but he seemed to consult it for a moment. "I do not doubt it. No one could leave this wood unless death took them. Even I- I cannot leave. Should you ever meet him again, I do not doubt you will recognize him."
He hated to think of the strange distraught- (but was she distraught? She seemed to carry a pleasant temperament for such sorrow), wandering around through mountain and hill with no one else. She seemed strong, but he could never tell with women how much was just for show. "Wolves here..." He remarked with a slight sigh. "They're a typically good lot, vagabond and disperser alike. I wouldn't hesitate much to confront them, but there are the occasional rouges who wander about. I would avoid them."
The black creature motioned with the edge of his blunt snout. "To the west, there is more flatlands. South, is the ocean and my lands and another wolf whom I hear is of a likeable sort. East forest, and the mountains..." He trailed off. Such a big wood, and so many souls.
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Aaka grinned slightly as the other continued to go on seeming to hate the idea of himself being a female. Such a strange female he would make, anyways. Perhaps it was best that he was born the male that he was. Everything happened for a reason, or so most say.
"Well, thankfully you are a male and not female. I fear that you wouldn't have much company about you if you thought that way as a female. Not everybody enjoys a self-loathing female." She chuckled again, once more rising to her paws and stretching out her limbs a bit. Man, she had been sitting there talking with him for quite some time now.
Then she nodded confidently. "Yes, yes, I'm sure I would recognize him. We've been mates for several years now, and I doubt I'd miss his scent if it ever happened to float by."
The gray wolf then nodded once more. "I thank you for the advice and..." Directions? Well, not really directions. "Information." Yes, sure, go with that.
Aaka stretched one more time before sighing then glancing up at the sky herself. "Well, it seems to be getting a little late. I think that perhaps I should go, maybe find a den or some place to rest for the night." She then yawned, showing signs of exhaustion and tiredness.
"It was nice meeting you Phib. Best of luck to you... perhaps we shall meet again sometime."
Then, with that, she bowed her head then took her leave.
