Ronove
Rem trotted along the edge of a sheer cliff. Below him the forest stretched away like so much moss, small and insignificant from his lofty perspective.
...alright. So maybe it wasn't quite that high. But the white wolf was filled with a certain rebellious glee as he stalked precariously along the crumbling edge. The ground was, without a doubt, far enough away that any sudden unforseen meeting would result in death.
And, for some strange reason this knowledge filled Rem with undeniable joy.
Maybe it was the fact that he knew he held everything he'd ever known in his paws. He could dash it away in one implusive second. Or stick around and watch things unfold. Have some fun before being called back to wherever he came from.
It was all so useless.
Kealdrana Sasaiuni
Aphrodite was busy trapsing around the upper part of the world. She knew Sosay and Retsu were spies, and she herself had always dreamed of getting in the middle of the enemy and learning their secret ways. She wasn't meant for it, though. Especially in packs with seers. There she would meet her undeniable end, no matter what the cause. She knew too much, and she was far too pretty. Plus, when faced with an attacker she'd turn or spill, whichever came first. Save your hide at all costs. It was a motto everyone seemed to live by in their group except Iriana. Her loyalty was only to Dakolin anyhow. Crazy messenger.
Still, she'd managed to desert them all for a time. Just long enough to have a moment to herself anyway. There was nothing for her to do at the moment. No secret plans for her to weave, or men for her to coax. It was a rather boring day, really, until she caught the smell of someone of a certain gender.
A grin spread to her lips, her ears rotating towards whence the scent came. It was time for some fun. Picking herself together, she trotted out, along rocky terrain, but was quickly faced with a dilema. She had an innate fear of heights. Aphrodite didn't show it, but it was there all the same, looming over her head. She avoided cliffs as much as possible, or at least the edges of them.
Seeing that particular male walking on its edge set her fur unrest and she felt a lump in her throat. Nevermind if he falls, she had to tell herself, he isn't you. Taking careful caution not to slide to close to that waiting drop, she followed the boy for a time. Keeping with his step. He seemed graceful enough, but she woudln't risk it.
Finally, she stopped. "You'll meet your death testing fate like that," she called to him, settling on her haunches a good deal away.
Still, she'd managed to desert them all for a time. Just long enough to have a moment to herself anyway. There was nothing for her to do at the moment. No secret plans for her to weave, or men for her to coax. It was a rather boring day, really, until she caught the smell of someone of a certain gender.
A grin spread to her lips, her ears rotating towards whence the scent came. It was time for some fun. Picking herself together, she trotted out, along rocky terrain, but was quickly faced with a dilema. She had an innate fear of heights. Aphrodite didn't show it, but it was there all the same, looming over her head. She avoided cliffs as much as possible, or at least the edges of them.
Seeing that particular male walking on its edge set her fur unrest and she felt a lump in her throat. Nevermind if he falls, she had to tell herself, he isn't you. Taking careful caution not to slide to close to that waiting drop, she followed the boy for a time. Keeping with his step. He seemed graceful enough, but she woudln't risk it.
Finally, she stopped. "You'll meet your death testing fate like that," she called to him, settling on her haunches a good deal away.
Ronove
Rem stopped, one paw raised, and balanced on the edge. If that gravel under his right back leg gave way...
"Does it really matter?" Although his mouth was split wide in a grin, the lone's eyes were cold. The mood was shot, dead, and buried. He wasn't alone, a single witness to the loss of a single soul.
"Would you miss me?" All four paws firmly on the ground again, the male spun around and started back towards the female. Oh, she was pretty. He would've spent a night with her, no questions asked. With one last (bitter) look at the cliff and all it's affirmations, the pale wolf turned away and traced a safer path towards the white female.
He smelled the fear on her and grinned.
"Afraid of heights, love?" He pricked tufted ears. "Or... something else?"
"Does it really matter?" Although his mouth was split wide in a grin, the lone's eyes were cold. The mood was shot, dead, and buried. He wasn't alone, a single witness to the loss of a single soul.
"Would you miss me?" All four paws firmly on the ground again, the male spun around and started back towards the female. Oh, she was pretty. He would've spent a night with her, no questions asked. With one last (bitter) look at the cliff and all it's affirmations, the pale wolf turned away and traced a safer path towards the white female.
He smelled the fear on her and grinned.
"Afraid of heights, love?" He pricked tufted ears. "Or... something else?"
Kealdrana Sasaiuni
"Of course it matters!" she exclaimed, feining interest in the ordeal. "I have a life, which I very much intent to experience in the fullest!" In other words, why waste such a gift. If the end is so much better, she didn't mind waiting a bit. It would make it seem that much more beautiful when she got there. That is, if she believed in such things. People died. That was that.
"I think," she said, not moving from her position. "I would miss you now that I've met you." She gave him a soft smile as he came her way, her tail brushing lightly on the ground.
"Terrified," she admitted, quite candidly. She searched around for a bit, seeing nothing that she could possibly be afraid of. What else should she be?
"Afraid of what?" she asked him, still peering about. It was part act, and part second nature. When wolves around here asked questions, they normally meant something by it. That in itself was something quite alarming.
"You obviously aren't. Or you hide it well," she noted, giving him a look over.
"I think," she said, not moving from her position. "I would miss you now that I've met you." She gave him a soft smile as he came her way, her tail brushing lightly on the ground.
"Terrified," she admitted, quite candidly. She searched around for a bit, seeing nothing that she could possibly be afraid of. What else should she be?
"Afraid of what?" she asked him, still peering about. It was part act, and part second nature. When wolves around here asked questions, they normally meant something by it. That in itself was something quite alarming.
"You obviously aren't. Or you hide it well," she noted, giving him a look over.
Ronove
"... nothing." Still the strange, exhilarating - painful mood hung over him, like a pall. But he felt it drifting away, and was saddened by it. Something told him it was the closest he would come to any revelations. About life, or about himself.
But then again, he knew who he was, didn't he?
The male recognized the look over for what it was and quirked a brow. Without attempting to hide it, he gazed at her with an appraising eye and had to admit he liked what he saw. Rem's tail wagged in return, blue/red eyes meeting sky blue ones.
"I don't really think it does, lady." He sat down and cocked his head. "Sure, I'll live life to the fullest, for as long as I want to. But when I'm bored...?" He raised one shoulder in a shrug. "What's the point?"
Not that he was bored any longer...
"But enough of life and death." He inched closer, pretending to settle into a more comfortable position. That just happened to be a position brushing shoulder with her. "What's your stand on love?"
But then again, he knew who he was, didn't he?
The male recognized the look over for what it was and quirked a brow. Without attempting to hide it, he gazed at her with an appraising eye and had to admit he liked what he saw. Rem's tail wagged in return, blue/red eyes meeting sky blue ones.
"I don't really think it does, lady." He sat down and cocked his head. "Sure, I'll live life to the fullest, for as long as I want to. But when I'm bored...?" He raised one shoulder in a shrug. "What's the point?"
Not that he was bored any longer...
"But enough of life and death." He inched closer, pretending to settle into a more comfortable position. That just happened to be a position brushing shoulder with her. "What's your stand on love?"
Kealdrana Sasaiuni
"Well," she said, with a very dissaproving voice. "If you are bored, then you are obviously not trying hard enough at life!" She rolled her eyes at him lightly and got to her feet, shaking her coat down to fluff it out.
She eyed him as he came closer, not flinching as she should. Let him come. As if to comply, she herself settled down into a lying position. After all, why spoil the fun by walking away.
She felt like mocking him for his statement, but the need quickly passed as his shoulder touched hers. Her blue eyes flashed for a moment, almost as if in warning, but she let it subside just as quickly.
"Love?" she said, shocked, though that, too, was an act. One brow was cocked and the other furrowed. It was an interesting question. One that Phib had asked her indirectly.
"Love is for fools," she said, her laughter rining into the trees. "Fools and friends." She turned her head back towards him once more.
"Now pleasure on the other hand. . . " she let her voice drip off into a whisper. "And you, what do you think of love?"
She eyed him as he came closer, not flinching as she should. Let him come. As if to comply, she herself settled down into a lying position. After all, why spoil the fun by walking away.
She felt like mocking him for his statement, but the need quickly passed as his shoulder touched hers. Her blue eyes flashed for a moment, almost as if in warning, but she let it subside just as quickly.
"Love?" she said, shocked, though that, too, was an act. One brow was cocked and the other furrowed. It was an interesting question. One that Phib had asked her indirectly.
"Love is for fools," she said, her laughter rining into the trees. "Fools and friends." She turned her head back towards him once more.
"Now pleasure on the other hand. . . " she let her voice drip off into a whisper. "And you, what do you think of love?"
Ronove
Her answer suprised a laugh out of him. Women were always so absorbed in love, in romance and heroes. In everything noble that he wouldn't - couldn't - ever be. How refreshing to meet one who wasn't
He didn't turn to watch her as she stood, but he noticed the change in her eyes and grinned faintly. He could play games too, if it came down to it. A for love...
"It is a weakness." In this case, he shared the same view with that b*****d Haplo. "It is the trap that holds you for the hunter."
He'd know more than one male to foolishly risk his life - indeed, to give it - in an attempt to save a female. He wouldn't be caught in that net. Better to seek pleasure in a world as harsh as this than to put your heart out for the bears. The chill that prevaded his soul was nothing in comparision to the pain of losing something you loved.
He wouldn't do it again. Rem's face gave away nothing of his thoughts. Instead, a not-unpleasant smile cracked his maw.
"Pleasure, on the other hand... everything in the world is based on the pursuit of it. " He lay down next to the pale female, allowing his side to come into full contact with her. He faked fascination with his bandaged leg and watched her from the corner of one pale blue eye.
He didn't turn to watch her as she stood, but he noticed the change in her eyes and grinned faintly. He could play games too, if it came down to it. A for love...
"It is a weakness." In this case, he shared the same view with that b*****d Haplo. "It is the trap that holds you for the hunter."
He'd know more than one male to foolishly risk his life - indeed, to give it - in an attempt to save a female. He wouldn't be caught in that net. Better to seek pleasure in a world as harsh as this than to put your heart out for the bears. The chill that prevaded his soul was nothing in comparision to the pain of losing something you loved.
He wouldn't do it again. Rem's face gave away nothing of his thoughts. Instead, a not-unpleasant smile cracked his maw.
"Pleasure, on the other hand... everything in the world is based on the pursuit of it. " He lay down next to the pale female, allowing his side to come into full contact with her. He faked fascination with his bandaged leg and watched her from the corner of one pale blue eye.
Kealdrana Sasaiuni
Aphrodite nodded her head at him. His view was quite alright, but she enjoyed proving people wrong, and so she would. "I do not consider love a weakness, hmm. . . " she couldn't come up with his name. Be it that he hadn't told her yet. She looked at him expectantly, but continued with her story. "A strength, actually, if one knows how to use it." She had seen love to horrible and wonderful things to those who had it. It drove some to insanity, and for others, it granted great strength. Temporary, but there to cause pain, none the less.
She enjoyed it when the men smiled, it was a sign that she was winning, for most certainly she was. He gave her more little tidbits to use in every word he spoke than most would give in hundreds of years. Words said so much about a person. But that wasn't her job to decide. It was that of their advisors.
"Ah yes," she agreed, her own eyes distancing to some unknown places. Perhaps remembering, even she herself did not know.
"But say," she said as he leaned against her. "This place is far too close to death. Let's go somewhere more comfortable," she chided, rising to her feet, making sure as much of her body brushed up against him as possible during the process.
She started forwards, into the waiting foliage that rested not too far from that deadly edge. Her head swiveled back to look at him. "Coming?" she teased, but waited.
She enjoyed it when the men smiled, it was a sign that she was winning, for most certainly she was. He gave her more little tidbits to use in every word he spoke than most would give in hundreds of years. Words said so much about a person. But that wasn't her job to decide. It was that of their advisors.
"Ah yes," she agreed, her own eyes distancing to some unknown places. Perhaps remembering, even she herself did not know.
"But say," she said as he leaned against her. "This place is far too close to death. Let's go somewhere more comfortable," she chided, rising to her feet, making sure as much of her body brushed up against him as possible during the process.
She started forwards, into the waiting foliage that rested not too far from that deadly edge. Her head swiveled back to look at him. "Coming?" she teased, but waited.
Ronove
He was faintly suprised when she didn't flinch away from his touch. The smile widened and stayed fixed in place throughout her own explination of love. At the end he shrugged, his curiosity piqued not by the conversation but by the strangeness of the white wolf herself.
"Define it however you wish, but I want no part in it." He ignored the image of the puppy, Selly, that flashed into his mind. She was back in the packlands, taking "lessons" with Leu. That wasn't love... it was the upkeep of valuble goods.
Rem didn't move when the female stood, but at her touch a thrill of excitement raced up his spine. Whether it was indeed the presence of the opposite sex, or something darker, he wasn't sure. But did it matter? He wasn't bored, that was for sure.
"It's Rem."
A good enough reply. He followed her wordlessly into the cool depths, casting only one look back at the pale, hot cliff side. He rather liked that spot - it had potential.
"Define it however you wish, but I want no part in it." He ignored the image of the puppy, Selly, that flashed into his mind. She was back in the packlands, taking "lessons" with Leu. That wasn't love... it was the upkeep of valuble goods.
Rem didn't move when the female stood, but at her touch a thrill of excitement raced up his spine. Whether it was indeed the presence of the opposite sex, or something darker, he wasn't sure. But did it matter? He wasn't bored, that was for sure.
"It's Rem."
A good enough reply. He followed her wordlessly into the cool depths, casting only one look back at the pale, hot cliff side. He rather liked that spot - it had potential.
