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 Posted: Sun Feb 04, 2007 11:26 am
Ran didn't wander so much these days, but this time she just felt the need to do so. The air was crisp that night, cool, but not freezing. The moon seemed brighter than before. "Maybe Ran thinks that because inside the forest you can't see it so well," she mused aloud. Many butterflies fluttered along behind her, seeming almost like a detatched pink tail, transparent in the moonlight.
The water of the river glittered ahead, and Ran stopped upon reaching it, staring at her reflection unblinking. It was nice to have this area quiet for once.
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Posted: Mon Feb 05, 2007 11:28 am
((Beere is still an Adol in this RP if thats ok))  Beere wandered through out the moonlit forest alone the silence was rather calming he found to say the least. The past week had been really hectic and eventful for the older teen he was not quite an adult yet. Beere flicked his ears and listened he heard the water of a nearby river. The cool crisp air didn’t bother him and so he rather enjoyed it. His new shamanic powers were progressing rapidly. Still young and on the boarder to maturity he still had many questions about them but he would trust they would get answered soon. Sooner rather than latter he hoped. Kiros didn’t know much about shamans, most wolves didn’t. But Beere-Augen kept his calm demeanor as he generally did.
The river in the distance whispered in his ears, he licked his lips thinking he was thirsty after all. Beere decided to make his way toward the river as the sent of another caught his attention a good distance away, the wind was in his favor as he preferred it. Beere raised his nose and sniffed taking in the unfamiliar sent.
Beere continued toward the river, company might prove interesting he thought. Perhaps it was some one he could ask his unanswered questions to. As he neared and the sent got stronger he saw the other wolf on the other side of the river bank. "Good evening." He called.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Feb 21, 2007 7:17 pm
Company was far from an unwelcomed addition. When the stranger spoke, Ran smiled in return, a soft, friendly expression. "Hello," she greeted. Luckily they were at the part of the river where when didn't need to shout with all the volume their lungs would allow to be heard.
The butterflies that had previously been flying behind her now rested beside her on the ground, wings opening and closing, opening and closing. Their natural color was pink, but because of their transparency, being grounded made them appear the same dark, green shade as the grass they rested on.
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Posted: Fri Feb 23, 2007 10:50 am
He gave a calm smile in reply. He noticed the butterflies had landed on the grass beside "May I ask your name?" he asked calmly walking toward her, he was careful not to desturb the butterflies nearby. "My Name is Beere-Augen." He sat down a respectable distance away and currled his tail around him.
She seemed like she would be intresting to speak to, although he still didn't know she was a shaman and he was worried to tell anyone else besides his close friends.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 7:58 pm
Ran's face twisted into an unpleasent expression. "Beee..re..Ah..gen." Some of the wolves out here had such complicated names. She felt she had said it correctly, judging by the pleased look on her face that followed. "Ran's name is Ran. Nice to meet you, Bee-re-Ah-Gen."
As if signaling something, each and every butterfly fluttered their wings in perfect sync. "Oh!" the shaman gasped. How did she always forget about him? "This is Tahara. --Er, well, all of these are Tahara."
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 8:04 pm
She may not have had the accent but she was close enough so he made no comment "It's a pleasure to meet you Ran." it was strange how she referred to herself in third person. He tossed away the thought and watched the butterflies and their moment of perfect Sync. He smiled they were interesting things when they wanted to be.
Beere-Augen looked up "All the butterflies are named Tahara?" he tried to confirm.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 8:11 pm
"Ah, well..." How to explain this? Ran missed the days when her 'partner' (for lack of a better word), would just stay hidden while she socialized. Now, he demanded to have his presence known. "Well, um," she struggled, opening her jaws and closing them three times, looking thoughtful.
There are many, but I am one being. My name is Tahara, yes. It's nice to meet you. The voice came from nowhere, everywhere. It echoed from each butterfly, all of which, one might now notice, mirrored each others movements.
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 8:18 pm
Beere blinked "I don't quite understand" he said everywhere and yet no where. It must be some sort of creature without a material form and used other creatures to express itself. "A pleasure Tahara." he said noticing all the butterflies where in complete sync now.
"Are you an entity without a physical form?" Beere-Augen asked the voice and Ran both at the same time. Beere stayed still trying not to disturb the butterflies but figured the entity would keep them there.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 8:53 pm
Generally, yes. I am a spirit. I had a regret that was to be sorted out before my passing. Now, I remain here to aid the shaman Ran. Suddenly, the swarm of winged creatures flew beside Ran, banding together to form the shape of a completely pink wolf. I was a wolf prior to my death, like yourself. Only...not exactly like you.
"Not exactly?" Ran echoed, confused. What did he mean by that? If Tahara could have, he'd have smirked.
Your name is Beere-Augen, is it? Where are you from?
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Posted: Sun Mar 11, 2007 9:17 pm
Beere nodded, he understood now. Ran she was a Shaman!? This wolf before him was a shaman? And he was a shaman to be; perhaps she would be able to help him, both her and her spirit friend. Beere watched in awe as a pink wolf was formed beside her.
Like but not alike? What was the difference? He wondered then thought did all spirits speak in riddles? Was this what it was like to be a shaman? Conversing with the spirit wolf and the shaman "How were you different?" he looked to both of them.
Beere nodded "Yes that is my name" he then looked over his shoulder to see the way he came "I'm from farther in the forest over there." he motioned with his snout before turning back to the pair.
"What’s it like to be a shaman?" asked the shaman to be finally.
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Ice_Dragon_Demon
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Posted: Wed Mar 14, 2007 7:54 pm
If the confused expression on Ran's face hinted at something, it was that she didn't really understand what her partner was saying either. Her mother had told her Tahara hadn't been very bright when he was alive. Did death make someone smarter?
In my life, I was not a shaman, but you... I can sense it in you. The same thing I feel in Ran, only much weaker.
"Oooh!" the runt squealed in wonder. She blinked, musing the question over. "Ran likes it," came the answer. "It makes Ran tired sometimes, but Ran likes being able to help. Especially because Ran is too small to fight and hunt well."
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