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 Posted: Thu May 14, 2020 6:07 pm
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A wolf on her own..
Cipyer hummed to herself as she started exploring a different part of the world they knew as Kells. She had just started exploring on her own, looking for others who had an infinity for the wild plants that grew everywhere. Her dad, teaching her everything she knew, would be proud that she was venturing to other places to see other vegetation that was possibly even new to him. She had heard that the swamplands had many different types of plants that seemed to grow in abundance with the climate and humidity. If only her dad was here too, he could tell her what was 'friendly' plant and what was not.
Keeping her eyes keen on her surroundings, she was trying to make sure that she could see all around her. She knew with different territories meant more wolves or packs for her to run into. Being on guard at all times was something Cipyer was good at. She had resurrected a wall around her for anyone whoever decided to get close to her. Someone had told her to keep her emotions guarded and to act with a stone-cold face to put on a bravado. That way if she were to run into any, she could at least front that she was one that was not to be messed with. In actuality, she was a big softy with a great heart who did not mind making friends, she just could not be friends with everyone. They had to prove themselves to her, to ensure they were just as loyal as she was.
With a little smile, she started to work through the brush to look for any plants that would interest her. Trying to be sneaky, her black coat helped but the bright yellow markings that littered her body did not help keep her unnoticed. She knew eventually she would run into another wolf, but she rather it would be on her terms and hopefully not with a group of them.
Meeting others would be nice tho...
With a wandering thought, she continued her search along the brush of the waterlogged area, hoping that something or someone would interest her.
364 word count
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Posted: Sat May 16, 2020 5:36 pm
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Soul Harvester wasn't supposed to be out there. He was "hunting", as he liked to fib. The role Hunter was the closest he could get to his actual interest -- Scout. He didn't want to stay on the pack lands, although he also didn't want to leave his pack; not for good, at least. He wanted to explore, and unfortunately Soul found it hard to find means to do so in his current position in the pack and life. That didn't stop him from breaking the rules, of course, and he fully expected to be forced back by an annoyed pack-member sent to collect him.
Until then, though, he wandered. Close enough to his pack to accurately claim he didn't realize he had walked off so far and yet far enough for him to feel as if he had gotten away with his little game. His tail swished as he examined the various plants and herbs, noting none of use before wandering further.
Then he smelled it; a scent not of his pack. His ears perked, body snapping into focus. A stranger? He hadn't ever met one, and he wasn't about to deny the chance to. They were nearby; in fact, so close he wasn't sure why he hadn't smelled them earlier. He pushed past brush and weeds until the sight of another dark wolf met his eyes; a female.
"You're not from here," he barked, tone uplifted and playful. Whoever she was she couldn't be older then him; no, she looked young (perhaps a little younger than him). "I'd have noticed you if you were," he added. Smooth. Nailed it.
"Are you lost?"
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Posted: Mon May 18, 2020 11:57 am
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While Cipyer looked through the wetlands, her ears swiveled at the sound of paws hitting the ground. Lifting her head and turning, her eyes landed on another dark wolf with a lighter colored muzzle. A bit flabbergasted at this wolf running up on her, she staggered her gaze a bit before shooting her eyes straight to his. She was unsure if this wolf meant harm with her trespassing or if he was there just to make idle conversation. She had always been told to be on her guard and her mind was set like that. Knowing she probably had a confrontation, she kept her muzzle shut, up until he opened his. With the first words out of her mouth, she expected that he must be from a pack, or if not, at least born of this area since he seemed not much older than her.
Cocking her head at his cute attempt at flirt, although it did make her grin on the inside, she started to relax her stance a bit. "You are quite correct, I have never ventured here before." With a little chuckle, she added, "Is it that obvious?" Letting herself open a bit, she reminded herself internally to always be in guarded mode, but something about his friendly nature made her open to a friendly conversation.
"Not sure if I'm lost since I have no destination in mind." She was not lying to him, she had no place to go, she was just enjoying her time exploring away from her family, gaining her independence.
"You must be from around here huh?" Taking a step towards him, showing that did not back down from anyone, even a cut male in front of her.
"I'm Cipyer and you are?"
290 word count
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