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 Posted: Mon Jul 16, 2007 9:20 am
 Usanza carefully took his strides as he watched the small budding flowers open in the mornings dim light. He wasn't the god of such things, but felt respect, and jelousy, for the god who was. He boredly then found a nice patch of thick green grass and plopped down to eat. He dropped the dead elk from his maw, it being almost half the size he was, and started to gnaw at it. The large antlers proclaimed it to be a very strong and experienced elk, but when Usanza hunted, he got whatever he was after.
The blood soaked into his gray and maroon muzzle, making it seem as if the line on his lips extended up his chin and across his muzzle. His dark red paws were also blood soaked and stained. His two tails happily wagged behind him as he started to rip into the carcass. He was really starting to grow bored. It seemed the only ritual that had happened lately, was the one for that, warrior pack who worshiped the bones, but Usanza had missed it, as he was too far when the wind told him what was happening. Silly wind, he thought, he didn't even know why it spoke to him, he only knew that it did.
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Posted: Sat Jul 21, 2007 8:58 pm
Sounds... what are they? Birds... deer... squirrels.... so many sounds so familiar and at the same time unfamiliar to him. He knew each sound that was made but none of it seemed to have happened before. He never experienced this... had he? It was hard to tell. The young god closed his eyes once again and sighed. How did he get here? Where was he? What was he? The only thing he could remember was his name...
Lord Asakura
How does he know that name? He did not know his name before, all he knew was that and sure enough adopted the name for himself. But the prefix... 'lord' where did that come from? Was it also his? As far as he knew now, his name was that of Lord Asakura.
He raised to his paws, flicking his twin tails of any dirt that he may have picked up from lying down. His head leaned back into a yawn that opened his maw far enough for anyone to count the many fangs he bore. His size was immense, he was a tall one. His body was well defined with its short fur, short enough to see the muscles that lay hidden under it. With each step he took, it looked like his fur moved of that of the ocean waves as the muscles pushed and pull with each step, following their functions. Beautiful azure fur moved about the forest for whatever it was seeking. He seemed to not know anything anymore... unable to remember anything, all his memories gone. Now this strange feeling as if a lock has sealed them all away. He wanted them back... he wanted his memories back. But to get them back he had to open this lock and with that, a key. Where was it?
Alone, in a place he knew no one and knew nothing. Truly a scary thing. His twin-colored eyes danced around taking in everything he saw like the animals and the scenery. Was there anyone out there who knew him?
With a few steps more, his ears picked p the sound of what seemed like wooden pieces hitting one another however it gave a strange sound. Again, he could tell what it was but he never seemed to have experienced it before. Knowing the sound but could not recall where he had heard it. Instincts told him to stay away, but something told him that he could handle himself well enough to check it out. With a mental flip of a coin, he headed toward the sound.
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Posted: Wed Aug 01, 2007 7:15 pm
As the god of rituals picked the carcass of the buck clean, and the vultures realized they'd get nothing but the unwanted organs and bones the god had left behind. He licked his maw and paws clean and was content to find a soft patch of grass near where he'd killed the buck, and laid down, content. It wasn't until he heard the rustle of the bushes and saw a beast with blue and white fur that he arose with a start.
Funny, something had frightened a God. But upong furtehr inspection of the large blue creature, Usanza determiend it was another god like himself, only of what, he couldn't tell you.
The brown god let his two tails flick about behind him as he held his snout out, and up high to get a scent of this new god. He was unsure if he should speak first, or if the god would be insulted by it. After a moment of indecision, Usanza opened his maw and greeted the larger god. "Evening. I hope I'm not intruding on your territory?" He asked simply. He knew some Gods had taken residence on this world and were claiming territory for themselves, or their packs that worshiped them solely.
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Posted: Tue Aug 07, 2007 9:57 pm
He flinched and took a step back, his ears flicking back as he looked at him once again. His duo colored eyes diverted to the carcass and the things around him, the fleeing vultures, the trees, the ground around them... where was he? Was this some sort of dream? He looked at the creature again. He looked like him, in the physical sense where he too had two tails like himself. That was strange, everyone else he had met had never had two like that. He whimpered a bit before building the courage to confront.
Taking a step;
"Do you... do you know me, Stranger?"
It seemed like a stupid question, but it was a desperate one to say the least. He had no memories, he had to find someone who did to remind him. Who knew him? Who could help him? He looked at this other creature and sighed a little as he felt a disheartening feeling. He probably did not know who he was. He just knew his name... "Lord Asakura" ....
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