Wheeling Gull Isle keep a weather eye on the horizon
Private  June 18, 2017, 06:13 PM
Axolotl
Lone Wolves

for @Maera; sorry this is short and kind of poopy. set after the meeting thread.

        Axolotl draws in a deep breath, letting the salty brine fill his lungs before he lets it out in a heavy exhale. There is something immeasurably comforting. He has seen Atlan’s fury unleashed upon the lands, he has seen the god forego all mercy. He has seen Atlan take lives and he has seen Them give lives back. They are dangerous but it is that danger that calls upon the leviathan. Twice Atlan attempted and nearly succeeded in drowning him but twice the deity showed him mercy. He takes some time to linger, enjoying the sun, enjoying the salty breeze as it caresses through the longer tendrils of his fur. The leviathan does not know if Komodo’s meeting still goes on or how poorly his absence will be taken or whether he has clearly mistaken the earth shaman’s intent. The waves reach out to him, calling to him and Axolotl almost goes to the Sea but knows that he has borders to mark and to feel Them might only extend and amplify his darkening mood. He turns his back to the see and continues forth.

she spoke to the king in me
and slept with the beast
June 18, 2017, 08:53 PM
Maera
Lone Wolves

not poopy - being vaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaague
sorry mae has serious abandonment issues ;___;

Once she had seen the first other wolf at the impromtu meeting leave, Maera had taken this as a sign, a permission for her to head out as well. She avoided everyone as she weaved her way out of the place, not even sticking around long enough to see if in fact the others had too began to disperse.
She didn't care.
Not truly -or at least not at this very moment.

With her nose close to the floor, though really not searching for anything, Maera moved through the foliage, her ragged breath being the only sound that came out of her as she unknowingly fell prey to coincidence again. As she's passing through, as carelessly as the hurricane, Maera's foot is caught on something and without being able to help it (no really) she falls at the feet of the man who brought her here and had then left her alone.  
She looks up at him, not being able to contain a small smile but wiping it off as she then quickly scrambled back to her paws.

"you didn't show" she noted, skipping over greetings and everything else maybe too brusquely. But, if he had brought her here, to help him aid his wolves, his companions, those others he spoke of, why hadn't he even bothered showing up?
Did he or did he not care? 

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June 19, 2017, 04:15 AM
Axolotl
Lone Wolves

        The pious leviathan seethes in his mood but Maera — despite her displeasure with him — is like a beacon of light that cuts through the dark of night and black of the sea — she begets a welcoming sight like a lighthouse guiding the way for a weary sailor; and he feels very much like both the travel weary sailor and blackened sea as it churns with impending malice. She stumbles and falls at his paws forcing his steps to cease lest he walk into her and the leviathan’s lips part to speak, his muzzle extending towards her with desire to touch but her accusation — justified and righteous as it is! — cuts to the quick and he recoils slightly. He did not doubt that his absence would be noted and it does not bring about surprise that it was noted moreso by Maera than any other.

        The leviathan is not sure how to go about explaining the complication of his thoughts and his refusal to show at Komodo’s summon as if he is simply another subordinate to be collected. He does not support any claim Komodo might think to hold, not when he, too, has been putting much effort into making the Isle a home. He has recruited the flame given flesh before him, he has braved the sandbar to go to the mainland in search of sustainable food sources beyond coastal delicacies. He hunts and marks borders. He feels a duty towards the wolves that is contiguous with what a leader no doubt feels. It is not something he has ever necessarily desired but it is there and Axolotl refuses to surrender his campaign however small and unwelcome it might be.

        “Perhaps Komodo’s intentions were not so but such a bold summons to him might give cause for the others to see him as our leader. I do not support it as he is not the only candidate we have,” The leviathan tells her. “I have done much for the Isle, as have others. He is not our only option and I would not see my own campaign so easily forfeited by showing up and inevitably supporting him.” Perhaps the leviathan sounds like a petulant child, perhaps there is no competition at all and Komodo has already been elevated to such a position but it is one that Axolotl will welcomingly challenge if none others are, at the very least, considered. In lies the issue with yet having no proclaimed Alpha while attempting to establish themselves. These tensions are only bound to get worse until a leader is officially appointed.

        They need to appoint someone and they need to do it soon. “It was not desire to be parted from you, I promise.” Axolotl attempts to soothe now that he has offered her explanation for his intention absence.

she spoke to the king in me
and slept with the beast
5 hours ago
Maera
Lone Wolves

Maera noted his intention to reach out to her, but she finds herself (her emotional state) being too capricious to respond adequately so she lets him recoil but not without feeling her heart shiver. She does not what to think, what to say, what to do, so she doesn't say, or do anything. Her thoughts, as much as she'd like to, she cannot stop from rattling her head. She sort of understands the man's need to be out and about marking borders and tending to the caches - because she has kept herself busy doing the latter as well but, she does not understand why he has being doing these things on his own when she offered her help. Didn't he understand such offer was made because Maera wanted to be near him? Did he know but didn't care? And why did Maera care so much?

This worried and overthinking wolfess she saw reflected in Axolotl's eyes wasn't like her. But then again, it could be that it was just a side of herself she had never seen before.
She had never been remotely interested in another wolf, in a stranger, as she was in him - so she couldn't know if it was the novelty of the circumstances or what exactly that had her feeling this way.
All she knew was that she could not go on with this, this back and forth, this itch, this uncertainty,  for much longer for she felt her sanity was at stake.  

He begins to explain himself and for a second Maera wants to cut him off and tell him he doesn't need to say anything. He doesn't owe her an explanation or apology. They owe each other nothing yet Maera wants to give. Give something, anything. She lets him speak, her eyes betraying her and showing a genuine joy and surprise when he voices, or hints, an interest on not letting Komodo take the reign with such ease, and assures her he did not mean to be away.

 "He wanted for everyone to stop being strangers to one another" she informed him, suddenly feeling it was information about the meeting all she had to give for now. "and to assess how many were injured" she added, before letting herself take a small, tentative step towards him.  

"I belive you" she assured, her voice soft as the fire and ire that seemed to burn in her eyes was soothed.

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