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Post by Taz on Nov 14, 2005 19:56:43 GMT -5
ooc: Alok can be quiet but he's really easy to read by his actions
ic: The piercing howl shook the black silence of the night, echoing out waiting for the simplest reply. All that was heard by the Kerl Varg was the gurgling of the stream near, and the mourning of the swaying vines on the woods thicker trees. The Dragga kerl, Alok slowly came back to all his padded feet and silently crept off to his den. The night moon was shining bright and the young varg was reminded of his beautiful white mother's sparkling eyes. A gentle breeze flew inside the rockside home, soothing ALok to a gentle sleep. Within his sleep the Dragga was awaken by a whispered whine. Someone had answered his cry. He wouldn't enjoy it, but now he had another compaion to hunt with. Not just Highness the fishing falcon. Now he might be able to find a few stags or hinds, or other Lera, not just sickening fish.
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Post by Gina on Nov 15, 2005 17:15:12 GMT -5
ooc:I'm so happy that you've gotten the hang of roleplaying so fast! Most of my friends I've tried teaching have been at it for months and still don't know that they can't control other people's characters! YAY YOU!!!
ic:He hadn't howled like that since the Cult. It had been years since Texada had let a howl come from his maw, or even bubble up from his chest and the earth like that. It lifted about five hundred pounds off his chest, but he regreted his howling as soon as it emerged from his belly.
The grey Varg was sitting on the very top of a hill, just outside the forest, near a path to get to the mountains. He lived up in the mountains, and was simply out to stretch his legs after being cramped in his den all day while the Man of the nearby village hunted for his kind and for anything else they could get their bare, pink paws on, including their own. Man had been at war with another group of his own, each carrying flags. One, from what Texada called 'his' village due to its nearer location, carried a flag of crimson, with a golden deer with a cross necklace tangled in its antlers. The other village carried a black flag with the image of a dying wolf, its crimson blood staining the edges of the banner.
Texada arose from his sitting position on the hill, staring up at the moon. The face of Tor, the moon, shone down generously tonight, letting all be seen, including the floating flames that Man carried on blades of wood; torches. Texada could see them from a mile away, and quickly took refuge in the forest.
ooc:He's near Alok, by the way
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Post by Taz on Nov 15, 2005 18:04:31 GMT -5
ooc: Thank you and I sort of figured that out.( that Texada was near Alok) It's kinda of weird they're both our last wolves. Sorry i got to go but.... i'll get back in a few.
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Post by Taz on Nov 15, 2005 18:32:57 GMT -5
At this point Alok had been up and running. He had sent Highness out to search for the pleader, but she had found nothing. On this account he had began his own hunt to find the answer. As he ran undescribable thoughts flew through his head. Even though he was very intelligent, he had to wonder around these sensations. Soon, he had them unwoven and back into simple threads. He was unsure if this varg would actutally set aloft to hunt with him. This uneasiness paced Alok to a slow trot.
ooc: Will Texada hunt with him? stupid question i'm sure.
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Post by Gina on Nov 15, 2005 20:04:50 GMT -5
ooc:Maybe, maybe not. Depends on first impressions. Social things are a big deal to a wolf.
ic:Texada could the dark, misty outline of a running Varg through the darkness of the forest. He could see something flying near it, making his mouth water. How he desired food, it had been two weeks since his last hunt, and he was reaching the limit of the Varg's fasting time. His stomach growled, which might have given him away, but he didn't seem to care. He could scent that he could easily take the Varg out if he wanted to, afterall, he could do that with just about anybody.
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Post by Taz on Nov 16, 2005 19:03:45 GMT -5
ooc: I'm waring you Alok took down three pack allies by his own will and paw tight prayers to Tor!! Not to be rude i'm just in a horrible mood!
ic: Alok slid to a pause at the hearing of the low rumble. He opened his maw to howl but then shut it sensing the man packs. Instead he lowered his head to the ground sniffing out the lilght scent that was slowly being covered by gun powder and fog smells.
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Post by Wolf_Warrior on Nov 17, 2005 17:49:35 GMT -5
Off in the distance Alazan heard paws plotting the forest's soft ground. He rushed down to the area that the sound came from, and started to howl. But before he did, he heard the humans off somewhere south. They were getting closer, and he heard from his brother that they were dangurous. Finally,he got to the place he heard the paws from. When he stepped into a darker area, he bumped into another varg. ooc: I'm joinin!!!!!!!!! ;D
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Post by Gina on Nov 17, 2005 17:56:19 GMT -5
Texada snarled, whipping around angrily. His glittering white fangs were bared, the tops stained a delicately pale crimson from past meals and lives that had passed through his oral cavity. His grey tail was held high, grizzled brown ears erect. His almost hypnotic amber eyes glowed in the shadowy darkness of the night, the only light being the moon, which hardly cast a single dim ray on his pelt thanks to the trees above.
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Post by Wolf_Warrior on Nov 20, 2005 17:55:30 GMT -5
ooc: WHERE ARE YOU STAR!?!?!?! ic:Alazan heard a threatining growl as he lifted himself off the ground. He looked at the sight of another varg staring at him; in a scary way. Alazan managed to get to his feet and slowley back away. The varg's eyes would not break free of staring at him, so he stopped. Alazan was too scared to move, so he howled in the night, even though he knew it was life-threatining to both of them. Man was in the forest.
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Post by Taz on Nov 22, 2005 12:14:18 GMT -5
Hearing this ne growl Alok ran to the site of the answerer.
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Post by Taz on Nov 23, 2005 22:53:48 GMT -5
ooc: i sorry!
ic: Suddenley Alok was found by 4 staring eyes. one of the 2 pair looked more freaked out hten the others which were in a evil crossing.
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Post by Taz on Dec 3, 2005 19:10:07 GMT -5
ooc:PLEASE REPLY!!
ic: Alok sat there waiting for someone to speak. He let out a low sharp bark. Nothing happened. He squeked. This time a wolf snapped at him. He was offended and started to lunge. Then he stopped knowing he was very weak, and if he was to fight he would only tear himself to pieces.
ooc: I CAN READ SIZE ONE!! YAY ME!! also some1 else reply. rite now it is just me myself and i. XP
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Post by Raven on Dec 3, 2005 19:19:00 GMT -5
(I decided, I shall join n.n)
Two more eyes appeared in the darkness. That of a Varg's, and that of the beady flying scavanger's, a raven's. They were hard to pick from the darkness, however, both the Varg and the raven were pure black. Though their figures became more clear as they approached Alok, shadows not covering them at the moment.
"Who are you?" Nevermore snapped rather rudely. Takai, the raven on her back, glared. Nevermore did nothing to the raven, letting Takai do whatever he wished for the moment. Takai was thankful for this, for Nevermore, his mistress, always had a menacing, horrible aura to her. That scared him senseless sometimes. Varg with the Sight, atleast the Varg like Nevermore did that.
"Well?" Nevermore concluded.
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Post by Taz on Dec 3, 2005 19:23:39 GMT -5
ooc: HI! ;D
ic: " Well, I'm Alok and these are well, I don't know these are," Alok answered puzzled at the what seemed to be a ghost's barking. He slowly aproched the varg speaking slowly, " And who are you may I ask?"
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Post by Raven on Dec 3, 2005 19:29:58 GMT -5
"I am Nevermore, one of Starwinder's Warriors." Nevermore replied curtly, though as curtly as it had seemed, there was still that horribly morbid sense to it. "And, this is my Seer Takai." Nevermore referred to Takai as a Seer, because he was her eyes in one way. The way of the Sight allowed her to soar with him, to see through his eyes. Takai, at the recognition of his name, dipped his head. Of course, he could only understand Nevermore's words, because she had the Sight.
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