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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 2, 2007 18:20:38 GMT -6
OOC: Open to all. ^-^
Dawn had only just begun. Lothlórien, asleep upon a large branch, woke up as the rays hit her face. Without so much as smiling, she rose up with an impassive gesture and stretched out her forelimbs. A sound like that of claws scratching the surface of bark was heard as she flexed her nails. Soon, she felt a yawn coming. For the second, she attempted to not let it pass, but to no avail - she yawned rather reluctantly.
Thus she stood upon the branch, and it moved slightly beneath her weight, but she was not worried about it breaking beneath her.
Lothlórien allowed her gaze to be turned toward the sun, to which her pale lavender-blue eyes sparkled like tanzanite gemstones. She possessed perhaps one of the few most intriguing appearances, for she was certainly not like most wolves. Her body possessed a grandeur of colors. White fur, with lavender-blue swirly stripes of sorts surrounding that of her entire body; a thick mane of fur that cascaded down her back and shoulders yet braided into elegant dreadlocks remeniscient of Cleopatra. She was of a fair, average wolf height, yet her very appearance below spoke forcefully that she was definitely not just any wolf breed.
To give an even more bizarre quality, was her feline-like tail, except for the fact that this tail was thick and fuzzier than most, like a cat's tufted tail of sorts, each strand of hair hued tanzanite at the very tips. A remarkable breed, indeed. What was even more, her tail automatically rose some to level with her head, giving the impression that she possessed authority in Shinkou Ookami, though none so much as the Alphas themselves.
Balancing herself upon the branch, she looked to the ground to where pale fuscia and white flowers blossomed, each of them vaguely pointed to the rising morning sun.
"Lovely," Lothlórien commented with a hint of a quiet sarcasm; she was not exactly in the mood for lovely things. Truth be told, she was slightly cranky, for she was up late and training in the farthest reaches of the hills in order to get stronger. As she shook out her fur (her dreadlocks thwapping her body), she crouched then leapt with ease onto the ground, not minding her crushing the flowers beneath her fair-sized paws. "Ehh... maybe a fish will do...," she added dryly, licking her lips and wolfish whiskers. After another stretch of her legs, she looked about the horizon.
"Not very many fellow packmates up. No matter... company wouldn't be so bad... I could do with a partner..." She spoke quietly, for her callous heart indeed felt lonesome.
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Post by zev on Apr 2, 2007 20:32:26 GMT -6
(ooc:nice character, don't mind a normal wolf joining do you?heh)
A vibrant reddish brown female wolf made her way to the west of the fields. Nava's curious nature had lead her here. She loved to explore new things and was exploring all that the Shinkou Ookami lands had to offer. With a rush of energy Nava playfully ran through the forest. Chasing any small animal she cam across. Rabbits, frogs,birds, she didn't intend to catch them just to play with them sort of. As she wandered through the field she spot a curious creature a magnificent wolf. Nava could tell by just looking at the creature that she was different, a unique animal. The red wolf was curious about Lothlórien and cheerfully greeted her. "Hello there, I like your beautiful fur,hope you don't mind me asking but what kind of wolf are you?" The red wolf staid at a distance encase the other wolf didn't feel like any company.
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Post by demin on Apr 3, 2007 18:54:42 GMT -6
Bright blue eyes opened as the bright rays of the sun hit the white wolf, Demin as he was known. The rays of the sun casted an even brighter light as they reflected off the sword strapped to his back. He let out a long drawn out yawn, "Damn, morning already," He said with an annoyed tone in his voice, "At least I got through the night with out getting attacked this time." He was referring to the past few nights he had spent running from an unknown creature, which had also given him the deep wound on his side which was now beginning to heal, though still slightly tender.
He slowly got to his feet as his stomach made a low rumbling noise. "Oh shut up, I'm the one that should be growling." As if on cue, several rabbits came into his view and he licked his lips, "Looks like this will be a good day after all."
He quickly pounced on the rabbits, trapping two of them with his paws and one with his mouth, killing them instantly. He grabbed all three of the fallen hares in his mouth and carried them underneath the cooling shade of a large tree and began to tear into their flesh and fur. As he bit hungrily into the rabbits would occasionally bring his head up and look around. He picked up another wolf's scent, two in fact, but he just couldn't see them anywhere.
He dismissed the scents of the other two wolves, and continued eating the rabbits, his muzzle now slightly stained with the blood of his meal. When the large wolf jumped down from the tree Demin's head darted up to look at the large strange colored female. He slowly got back to his feet while finishing off the last of the stringy rabbit meat.
"And who might you be?" He asked in a lazy tone.His head darted over to another wolf, this time a reddish color. "So many different kinds of wolves in these land...I don't think I'll ever get used to this place." He quietly said to himself
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Post by moonwolf on Apr 3, 2007 20:14:45 GMT -6
occ can i join?
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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 3, 2007 21:03:40 GMT -6
OOC: No need to ask. Of course you can!
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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 4, 2007 16:12:23 GMT -6
The expansive landscape embraced Lothlórien and forced her senses into a reel. Not only were the flowers a one source for sensory to pick up, but she had sensed that her alone time would be short-lived.
Two beings have arived in her peripheral vision. Coming to a halt, she'd tilt her head to the left, then to the right upon the first arival she had seen.
"Yes, hello," Lothlórien responded to the red wolf. "What kind of wolf am I...?" Privately, she thought that such a question was indeed impertinent, especially when being asked this by a complete stranger. "Nothing special. My kin and I are what we call a Goldenwood, wolves of the woodlands, but that's far away from here. Heh... don't ask how I've ended up here. Honestly, I don't really remember."
Instantly, Lothlórien had luckily remembered her manners. "My fur...? Why... thank you," she said a little off-handedly, for she wasn't really sure on how to respond to the red wolf. "Red is a pretty color also. It speaks of strength and great character to me." She nodded with an agreeable smile.
Upon speaking to the young red wolf, Lothlórien let her attention fall upon another wolf that came second. She dipped her head amiably, her nose touching the velvety tips of the flowers.
"Good morning," said she. "Looks like ya got yourself quite a catch there. I was just about to go fishing, but the creek's way out over there..." She pointed her muzzle to the western packlands, but only a sliver of silver could be seen. The morning sun cast her rays over the creek as it ran between two mighty green hills in the far distance. The surface had sparkled majestically. "Perhaps later; I'm not terribly hungry, but that meat you have sure looks tempting." Lothlórien was not lying. After a beat, she continued. "Yep. Many a wolf here, that's for sure. You'll meet all kinds..." She smirked.
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Post by zev on Apr 4, 2007 19:30:53 GMT -6
"Ooh I don't think I've ever heard of a goldenwood wolf. I apologize for asking such a question without even introducing myself. My name is Nava ,my nature is a curious ,a little too curious. My pack members often warned me that my curiosity would get me into trouble someday.Heh but I just can't help it sometimes. You don't mind me do you? If so I'll politely leave" The red fae spotted the other wolf who had entered the territory.
"Hello there. So many wolves in this part of the lands. Have you travelled far?" Nava asked the white wolf.
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Post by demin on Apr 6, 2007 16:49:06 GMT -6
Demin yawned lazily again when the goldenwood wolf was speaking to him, "Forgive me, I didn't get much sleep last night. If you really are hungery though, there is a small family of rabbits somewhere near here. Ya might have to sniff em out though."
Demin turned is attention to Nava as he was speaking to him. "Hello, Nava. I am given the name Demin, and yes I have travelled far. From across the ocean in fact." OOC: DAMN YOU, WRITERS BLOCK
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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 7, 2007 12:02:24 GMT -6
"Of course," she responded softly; talk of sleep made her feel rather warm and comfortable inside. "Neh... think I'll just drop fishin' like a hot log. I feel more like relaxing than anything... just chat, you know... I'd feel great if you're willing to chat with me," said she brightly, stretching out her hindlegs before flopping onto the grass with her front legs spread out before her. She was speaking to both the redwolf and Demin. "Too bloody early to be doing anything."
Lothlórien smiled at the female. "You're welcome to stay, you're not bothering me at all. Lay down... relax, the grass feels soft and comfortable. And don't speak so formally... be yourself." She winked.
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Post by zev on Apr 8, 2007 20:47:54 GMT -6
"Yeah that sounds like a good idea" the red wolf commented as she rolled on to her back and began scratching her back on the grass. She quieted dowd and rolled onto her side and relaxed in the warmth of the morning sun. "Such a lovely day to just lay in the sun.Wouldn't you agree?"
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Post by demin on Apr 8, 2007 21:39:56 GMT -6
I think I will stay for awhile and chat," He paused to yawn, and stretch his front legs, "As you can probably tell, I am new to these lands and don't know many other wolves yet." He turned his attention to Nava, "Yes, stay for awhile, the more wolves I know, the more accepted I will feel here." He said truthfully.
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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 11, 2007 16:41:00 GMT -6
"It's... fine, I guess," Lothlórien replied, her brow lofted some. The redwolf was simply too polite and formal, and she began to wonder if this wolf acted this way all the time, even around her closest friends. But Lothlórien didn't say anything of this, it would have been too rude despite the fact that she was an extremely straight- forward wolf and did not like to beat around the bush.
"So, tell me about yourselves. Do you two come from a long way? Or were you born here? See... I come from a far off place, and have only come here seven full-moons ago at least, so I don't know mostly anyone here that has been born here or... well, you know."
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Post by demin on Apr 20, 2007 17:04:54 GMT -6
Demin gave a curious look to Nava, I hope that not every wolf in this land is so polite, he thought to himself. "Ya really need to loosen up there, Nava." He said in a relaxed tone as he shifted to lay down on his side. He yawned lazily once again and turned his head to look at Lothlorien. "I think I said earlier that I come from across the ocean," He said trying to recall, "well it doesn't really matter much. I have only been here for a few days, myself. Been looking for my brother since I got out of that damned ocean water." He said, wincing a little at rememberance of the pain the ocean water caused on his wounds, most of them now healed.
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Post by Aveilthé on Apr 27, 2007 22:09:34 GMT -6
"Really?" Lothlórien mused, her eyebrows lofted. "That must have been quite an adventure. So, your brother is here, then? Well if he looks like ya, then... well I'll mosey on up to him and give him a shout that I saw you. That is... if I find him in Shinkou Ookami. If he's here at all." She nodded as she rolled onto her back, all four of her legs somewhat erect.
She then gave a broad yawn that made her jaw pop. "Arrrgh. Mornings do tend to take its toll on me. Not a good thing to say."
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Post by demin on Apr 28, 2007 10:17:44 GMT -6
"Oh yes," Demin said, getting up to stretch his front legs as he did, "it was quite an adventure. Running from a demon all night and day, getting stabbed in the side, and getting seperated from my brother." He flopped back onto his side and looked back at Lothlorien. "My brother is in these lands, I've caught his scent a few times since I've been here. I just don't know where he is in these lands. He is the physical opposite of me, black fur and white markings." He held up his right leg, which had a black 'ring' going around it.
He gave a small chuckle as the female spoke, "Mornings aren't exactly my favorite time of day either. I prefer the night, it's much more peaceful at that time....well not for me recently for me with that damned demon after me."
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