Stone Circle Emerald Paradise
All Welcome  January 10, 2018, 02:09 PM
Birk
Easthollow
Kappa
When a wolf nears his third (or 27th, whatever the maths behind the canine/human years are) birthday, their outlook of life has changed quite a lot from when they were adolescents, yearlings and reckless almost two-year-olds. Birk, as well as I have not met many people (in his case - wolves), who have stayed the entirely unchanged throughout the years and, who are not embarrassed by deeds done in those early wild years. There are also habits that change and just the same way my favorite evening activity now is a cup of tea, good book and snuggling under warm blankets, for Birk it was having late morning and afternoon naps, and mainly staying within the current living premises. There had been a time, when he had wanted to see of the world as much as possible, now - when he had seen quite a lot - he was not so keen to go and waste energy on that anymore. Unless it was required.

The same went for games and toys - pretending that a piece of pelt was a formiddable enemy and fighting it brutally, romping around with your siblings, playing chase or something similar did not seem like the greatest games in the world anymore. Lame even, especially after experiencing real danger, real prey and occasionally - real enemies as well. And at the same time - Birk contemplated, while idly gnawing on a piece of antler he had found earlier - hadn't the life itself grown a little boring, when all the joys and wonders, and dreams of one's childhood were gone?
January 17, 2018, 09:11 PM
Larus
Easthollow
Xi


        Most of the territory was appreciably dull to Larus; he who had spent many days in hiding or surviving arduous travel, roaming the wilds and beyond. It wasn't ugly exactly, but it reminded him strongly of the grove he once inhabited (the one with the endless waves of dark ferns growing). The most interesting thing would be the strange spires of rock that stood tall in the heart of the territory. These were like massive teeth spread-out from the earth as if they were intended to support... Something.

        Larus spent a good handful of hours studying them, striding among them, staring and wondering about them, and when he grew tired of this (and his neck began to earn itself an ache) he departed from their roving shadows. There was plenty of time for the newcomer to study these obelisks.

        In silence he roamed the territory thereafter, and only made a noise when he came upon a stranger - young, occupying themselves with some form of chew toy - and it wasn't even that Larus meant to draw attention to himself. He stopped his advance and just happened to step down upon a patch of ice with a light frosting of fresh snow. The crunch startled him more than anything, and then he was looking sheepishly at the stranger nearby.

6 hours ago
Birk
Easthollow
Kappa
Birk was drawn out of the music of his thoughts and idle contemplations, when a jagged and incongrous noise interrupted it. He stopped chewing, lifted his head and with a dismayed expression looked for the source of the one, who had broken the harmony. His eyes fell on a man that was roughly the same age as him (at a certain point in life it became difficult to tell), who seemed just as ashamed for being spotted, as Birk annoyed by the fact that he had been disturbed, while doing nothing.

"Yes?" he asked the other to explain his reasons for being here. He did not introduce himself, neither did he get up to greet properly. Nah... something about the other told him that he was a newbie as well and therefore - at this point - no one of particular importance. Just like him. And low-rankeds could treat each other as they wanted, couldn't they?