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There is a room that's full of toys. - RIP Dove - February 10, 2015
Anyone want to spree?
Following a good, long bath-time and some sunbathing (until the sun had been swallowed by clouds and Dove was prompted to find a place to rest for the night), the newest acquisition of the Caldera took some time to investigate her new home. She idly hoped to find her sister somewhere, and at the very least have a guide around the rough terrain, but Dove had no such luck. Her route followed the rolling grassland for the most part, and headed towards the rocky ridge of the caldera's southern edge; but the effort tired her quickly, and thus the pale girl's adventure was at a stand-still.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - Grimm - February 12, 2015
The fall-out was still to come. She could sense it. Grimm had kept to herself, steering well clear of the Caldera until hunger drove her home to root around in the caches, which she then felt obligated to refill.
It was on such a trip into the grassy flats in search of a trail that Grimm spotted a small, white wolf that she hadn't seen before. Its presence raised her hackles, but a trespassing wolf would not be just hangin' as Dove seemed to be. Unless they were insane.
Keeping that in mind, Grimm emerged from the trees, white hind-leg bright against the backdrop of leafy shadows. "Hey gurl!" she yelled, approaching at a gentle canter. If this wolf was in fact a psychotic lunatic, she would want the momentum. "How's it goin'?"
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - RIP Dove - February 12, 2015
Oops I wrote this as if Grimm ran right up like a freight train. I can edit if you want - or we can go with it / assume its just Dove being easily overwhelmed.
OKay — it was, and then it wasn't so quiet. There was suddenly a great swell of noise from nearby, and Dove was so confused by the sound of an oncoming stampede that she didn't look up right away - though when she did, she was nimble enough (and fortunate enough) to side-step Grimm's approaching body. Her words were swift and sharp, bursting forth just like her speed.
"I'm - What -" Dove scrambled for something to say, but was a bit overwhelmed by the stranger's sudden appearance. The best she could do was blurt a quick, "Going fine! Or it was, you scared me." It was rather rude of her to do that, too. Had Fox not informed anyone that her sister now walked the lands? The girl puffed up at the thought, sending a very sharp glare towards the little barbarian. "Are you in a hurry?"
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - Grimm - February 13, 2015
Dove scuttled out of the way, eyeing Grimm as one might an approaching leper. The Delta came to an abrupt halt. Her opinion of the newcomer was formed and filed away in less than two seconds. She was very obviously pretty, with pristine, blatantly groomed fur and pale, almost pearly eyes. A cutesy, girly preener.
Grimm leered unattractively at her, and made a move to enter Dove's personal space to give her a good sniff. "Nope! Just hangin' out - saw you, didn't recognize you, thought you might be one of those insane visitors we've been fighting off lately.." A lie coming from Grimm, though others in the pack - unbeknownst to her - had encountered dogs. "What's your name?" Grimm asked. Probably something totally lame.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - RIP Dove - February 13, 2015
Writes post.. then remembers this happened first in the time line.. and has to edit.
They looked to be about the same age - but with Grimm at least one size bigger, perhaps more - and Dove resisted the urge to huff in her face when it was suddenly mere inches away. Clearly she had no matters to speak of, and that settled Grimm upon the newest recruit's personal black list (which, little did she know, would eventually be just under Peregrine.)
She was so lost in thought that the conversation was made one-sided.
—didn't recognize you, thought you might be one of those insane visitors we've been fighting off lately.. What's your name?
Dove was partially incline to keep quiet and simple skee-daddle away from this stranger. What sort of pack did Fox run here anyway? But she eased the tension out of herself with the idle flicking of her tail, and answered smoothly,
Dove.She wanted to mention being Fox's sister, but perhaps this girl already knew that; still, rubbing it in would give her some satisfaction.
I am Fox's kin sister.So watch it, punk.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - Grimm - February 22, 2015
The stranger continued to give off an air of mistrust, which only heightened Grimm's desire to be a pain in the ass. "Dove," she repeated, surveying the girls' pale body from pale toes to the plush ears that crowned her. The revelation that she was the Alpha's sister did not have the desired effect. "I guess that fits. Is that like a 'thing'" - air quotes implied - "Where you and Red Mama are from? Say what you see? Or name what you see," she corrected, guffawing unattractively at her own delightful wit. "How'd you find her?" Grimm scooted closer, unintentionally (or not) breathing hot air in Dove's face.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - RIP Dove - February 23, 2015
Red Mama?Dove mumbled, her tone light, subdued; and then her response halted as Grimm drifted closer. The stale scent of her breath had Dove pursing her own lips in a firm line. Disgusting girl.
Yes, we follow the naming practice of our parents. We were named a few weeks in to our lives, as no doubt Fox will be naming her own children.She stated this matter-of-factly (while trying very hard not to scrunch her face up and look positively rankled by Grimm's presence).
Her next question had Dove sucking in a quick breath - as she turned, side-stepping to get some space. And then she shrugged, nonchalant and quite bored with this conversation.
By chance. I was on my way towards the lake - Lake Rodney, I think you call it - and we reunited.
There. Everything accounted for - was the interrogation over yet? Dove flashed a bored look upon the other girl, but it was brief, for she painted a sweet smile upon her features within moments.
Any more questions, dear?Her enunciation held an underlying current of irritation, which would either drive the other girl away, or make her linger. Dove decided to take that chance.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - Grimm - February 25, 2015
It was quite obvious to Grimm that Dove wanted nothing to do with her. She bit out the answers to Grimm's questions with obvious distaste, looking all the while disgusted and unimpressed with her pack-mate's presence - no return questions, no attempts to engage. Grimm, who had banked on getting through to her with smiles and perseverance, decided to call it a day. She stepped out of Dove's personal space, dropping her bright grin in favour of something subtler.
"Just one - what's it like to be such a huge bitch all the time? I'm only trying to make friends with you, and you're really blowing it."
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - RIP Dove - February 25, 2015
Her smile widened, more out of glee that Grimm was intelligent enough to recognize her irritation with being around her than anything. But the charade continued. "Bitch, me? Tsk, filthy language coming from a lady." The girl retorted, light and indicating surprise, but it was obvious that she just didn't care about the name calling. Before Grimm could respond, Dove turned as if to leave. "Nice chatting with you," (That was a lie) "I have to be going." And with that she was stepping around her - hopefully to freedom from the company of the foul stranger, but, Dove had no idea of the troubles she would be causing as the days went on.
RE: There is a room that's full of toys. - Grimm - February 25, 2015
It was evidently great, because Dove made no move to make amends. Grimm shrugged as Fox's sister made her excuses and left, moving around the obstacle in her way and swanning off to do nothing somewhere else. Grimm, feeling a little dejected, settled down to clean her paws. Anything to pass the time.