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tower of grey - Dio - February 05, 2017

When the weather warmed and the scents of estrus were no longer such an urgent matter in his life, he'd gradually returned to a far more normal routine with all the patrol the wintery conditions would allow.

Leading up to this, he had shamelessly taken advantage of the bad weather to be with Portia far more than before. A part of him would certainly miss it, from the privacy to everything they could do with it; he was so disgustingly in love with her, he'd learned. His head and heart hurt so badly that all he wanted to do was lounge around cozily with her for the rest of his days. But now, it was time to look forward and keep all things moving forward -- especially if he had just potentially fathered two litters within days of each other. Perhaps not his most tactical of maneuvers if it panned out, but nature had called beckoned with need, and he'd been more than willing to oblige and answer. He wouldn't know for sure for a while longer, anyway, although it was easy to have his suspicions because he had a damn good idea how it worked, then played out; he'd been there before.

But very subtly, the daylight hours grew longer and the chill receded even more. He'd been vigorous back on the patrol again and in his travels, all of the fallen prey let him scavenge often -- their caches were well-stocked and his belly full. He smelled more of the redwood forests, musky, and dashed with the undertone of seasalt. Dio thought it suited him. In part, it was the cliffs finally feeling like a home, not only a foreign place they'd sought refuge in.

Here on the backend of an outing just beyond their claim to refresh markings, he carried back with him a frozen deer corpse -- almost intact, not quite, he was keen to share a decent treasure and get someplace even warmer a while. With the cavern in sight, he tried to sense any nearby pack wolves.



RE: tower of grey - Tirgatao - February 07, 2017

Tirgatao, too, relished in the break in the weather and took the oppertunity to leave the caverns behind to stretch her legs and explore. The weather hadn't afforded her the luxury of getting to know the territory for more than a day or two before barging in and chasing her toward the warmth of the cavern. It was weird to think she'd spent more time in the caves than out in the place she now called home since her arrival. But she was a patient woman, and she was glad for the warmer temperatures and milder, more normal, rain. But she didn't stay out too long. She knew Heda's patience with the pack sheltering in her personal den area would wear thin eventually, so she was taking advantage of the pack's closeness while it lasted. 

As she approached the cavern mouth from the south, she spotted a familiar form—the wolf she'd come to know as Dio. Portia's mate, and their Wocha. She hadn't had much of a chance to speak with him. He hadn't been very forthcoming when they'd all teamed up to drag the seal carcass back to the pack but, granted, there wasn't really much room for words then in the first place. Tirgatao's soft brown eyes softened at the site of him. He was an important figure in Drageda and though her initial doubt in Heda's decision to allow outsiders to sit in her inner circle, Tirgatao had gained an appreciation for both Wildfire and Dio. They were hardworking as any Seageda wolf and, perhaps, far more loyal.

The Kru put on a friendly smile as she approached, and offered him a amiable wave of her bushy tail. Her ears lay to the side and she eyed the frozen almost-deer he had clutched in his mouth. A gift for his mate? "Hey, need some help?" she asked as she strode up to nose him submissively on the cheek.


RE: tower of grey - Dio - February 13, 2017

With limbs frozen stuck and dangling, the carcass was awkward in many ways all at once so he was relieved to about be where he was headed. Besides this, what did surprise him was all the prey out there for easy pickings. He knew the cold was bad, sure, but he'd never seen it be like this before where creatures just dropped dead so frequently. Almost every trip through the woods could yield him something to stash away, even if it wasn't always something very big. It was all painfully easy food, and his belly and his mate's could stay full without driving him to exhaustion. So Dio was keen to take this as a good sign paired with all the warming days. He had a good feeling that he would greet springtime in good spirits. Dragoncrest would do well for them, he was coming to understand.

Tirgatao caught him before introspection ran too rampant. His posture perked to alertness when he saw her. Alongside an arced tail wave, he let go of the meat to chuff his greeting. "Sure, if you're not busy," he replied, shifting to and from to give his neck a little stretch. "It's almost strange how much there is to find out there lately. At this rate, we'll be fed until summer," he said, realizing that he knew little about her personally. Much of it came vaguely secondhand through Portia, so he guessed she knew a bit here and there about him as well through her. At least he trusted his mate left him with a positive review to build upon. Dio already knew Trigeda wolves could be.. tricky, although ultimately, a relative few had impressed him absolutely.



RE: tower of grey - Tirgatao - February 16, 2017

The initial worry she felt at her forwardness was immediately calmed when he dropped the deer and offered her a warm greeting, and gratitude. She perked up and waved her tail in turn, allowing submission to take more of a passive backseat as she regarded him with kindness radiating from her serene expression. Whatever doubt she had about him was quickly disappating. Dio was a stand up sort of man. Portia had been right and, unfortunately, Tirgatao now found herself in an uncomfortable position with the Fisa. She needed to apologize, more now than ever, but it would have to wait until the right time. Now was not it so she dropped it from her mind, filing it away for later.

She leaned over to sniff at the caracass, legs all stuck up every which way in some gruesome display of death. At least it wasn't them. "Mmm, I sure hope so." The pale woman remarked with a warm smile. She lashed her tongue up the side of her jowl and her heart fluttered with a sudden wave of anxiety. She twitched one ear backward as her concern found a voice, "You sure it wasn't disease that felled all these poor things? I know the cold came on so suddenly, but..." She trailed off, one canine sneaking out to pinch her lower lip in a nervous display. "I'm probably just being paranoid."


RE: tower of grey - Dio - March 14, 2017

He was a prideful beast but within the confines and comfort of home, oftentimes posturing loudly enough to say so did not have a place — not that the want to keep the cold off him for good didn't help any. The respect he sought from the wolves was what he received, and within it all, he was comfortable with where he stood. Tirgatao seemed able to understand this enough for his tastes.

Now given the chance, and without winter biting so viciously at him as punishment for leaving the cavern's slight reprieve, the deer was afforded a long look. Tirgatao bringing up illness might have inspired him to take a little more time than he might have normally. She had a sound point. This he couldn't deny. "It's always a chance and hard telling what really did it in.." His mismatched eyes narrowed to a sharp squint. "But.. in its defense, I have eaten a lot sketchier carcasses and lived to tell the tale, so I'll take my odds on the free food gamble." He wasn't about to look this gift horse in the mouth. This could feed him, his wife, and a good handful of others plus leftovers.

"Still, I can't wait for it to not be frozen. Not to be greedy, but, a fresh kill right now? Mmhm." He rumbled happily at the thought and sighed. Soon enough, those days would come. Even if he had to run them down, he'd gladly take that over trudging through the wind and snow just to bring back these frozen chunks of whatever all had dropped dead in the cold before he could fall victim to the same.

He motioned for a little more help in getting this thing stocked away and prepared to finish that next.