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Just another good reason to get it right - Tuwawi RIP - September 07, 2015
On the western border :o
Tuwawi, lean and feral, meandered slowly across Sunspire's ridges until she met the foothills. Towards the Eastern valley she could spot the swiftcurrent creek and the wetlands - territories she had once roam. Since those times the ember had crossed the lowlands on numerous occasions, and so the sentiment of regret and nostalgia had subsided, some.
The she-wolf didn't linger long, however, for a curious scent crossed her nose as she investigated a large felled tree near Duck Lake. There were new scents nearby. A pack? Cautiously, Tuwawi forged on towards the grove, eager to see who had settled so near her once-home.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Scimitar - September 07, 2015
Their scents were stronger upon their marked borders each day -- yet ever vigilant, Scimitar was once more doing rounds along the border lengths. They had accumulated a few new faces -- none of who he truly trusted, but it would seem the dark agouti man's trust was hard to come by.
Stopping every so often to lift a leg and leave his mark, the regal felt the oncoming of a headache as he continued.. but distraction would soon come in the form of a very familiar ember-kissed she-wolf.
He did not recognize her at first -- not until he had closed the distance between them. She was a respectful distance from their borders, and as Scimitar regarded Tuwawi with mild trepidation, it seemed as if fate was having a joke -- thrusting yet one more wolf to knock at his door that he did not trust. "What brings you to the borders of Jade Fern Grove?" There was no greeting or display of contentment. The male was rigid as he approached, purely intent on getting straight to the point. Tuwawi had stormed from Swiftcurrent Creek, insulting his mate the last time she had been amongst them. He had assumed she had gone from the Wilds altogether.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Morgäna Ambrosé - September 07, 2015
Popping in for her Warden task :p. Setting this just after 'So it begins' thread. Also I was ninja'd xD.
Just a bit ago had Morgäna proved to come back to the pack lands, the lands that were now her home. Strange to call it such, but she made so. Once having found a suitable site to begin digging, the she-wolf had began to do such. Neglecting to call either of the two her alpha had mentioned to call, to help dig out the den; well she would get it started at least. However admits her digging the dark she-wolf had caught a curious scent, that of a loner. Leaving the herbs hidden in a old somewhat hollowed out log the dame had set off and quickly towards the scent.
Before she could arrive it seemed her Alpha had done so, coming upon the pair she proved to join his right side. Taking on a display of dominance her self, but one far lower then the Alpha beside her. The women didn't utter a word but her gaze lingered on the women, it was possible that these two had a history..merely she was there to dissuade any aggression attempt by the rogue it self.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Tuwawi RIP - September 07, 2015
The marks that designated the pack's purchase were clear, strong, and recent. Gingerly, she sniffed the uric aroma until Tuwawi finally pieced together exactly who had left it. As if on queue, Scimitar emerged from the treeline accompanied by a slate colored she-wolf. His stately posture affirmed his position of alpha -- mute companion lingering by his side. The male was just as Tuwawi remembered (minus an ear) which caused a potent brew of unfair jealousy and resentment to bubble in her breast. He had been so right about the failed Sveijarn venture... and that truth was enough reason for the bullheaded Tuwawi to harbor contempt.
Her ears fell to half-mast at either side, posture limp and neutral as her gaze jumped between the two wolves. Scimitar's apathetic tone announced a question, to which the red wolf replied in a curt manner. "Just passing by," she told him, "caught your scent by the lake." Her weight shifted. "Do you live here now? I thought you had moved up North."
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Scimitar - September 08, 2015
Morgana’s approach was noted by the male, but only greeted with the flick of his ear to her presence. She was a wolf he was still uncertain about – but maintaining the borders was certainly noticed the cinnamon wolf.
Tuwawi seemed about as enthused to see him as he her, and he felt a mild satisfaction to that. Fiesty bitch, he determined, but did not voice the words. It would do neither of them good to brew over old disagreements, and at her words, his tail gave an idle flick. “The forest on Nova Peak caught fire during the storm. We are here now,” was all he spoke on the matter, withholding the desire to ask her about Duskfire Glacier and why she had left it behind.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Morgäna Ambrosé - September 08, 2015
If you want to skip me for a few post, feel free; I'll chip in when needed :P.
The ashen dame didn't need any other recognition from her Alpha, no, what he did was far more then enough. Though the lady kept her mouth shut and stayed by his side, simply listening and watching the rogue. However she begged to differ on the rogues note of 'just passing by' for a rogue wouldn't pass by so close to their boarder unless they intended on doing far more then just coming by for a chit-chat. But that was Morgäna for you, expecting the worse when there was a possibility there was nothing 'bad' going to happen, never the less she kept the idea open.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Tuwawi RIP - September 09, 2015
Tuwawi lapsed into silence as she studied the pair, a somber mood washing over her. Duskfire's timeline felt fragmented to the ember, who had been abducted by humans before the Siren's raid and the swift fragmentation of her pack and family. How long had it been since she had laid eyes on the agouti man? A year? More? Even the recent storm felt distant. The fire... yes, the woods had been set ablaze in the North and tore up the earth. She had seen the smoke from afar. After all, the position of being a rogue meant having the advantage to move freely. Her dotted brows furrowed as she thought of Bazi... unaware that Scimitar and his mate had four children to watch over in these harrowing times.
An ear orbited. Tuwawi pined for more details however her salty attitude made it difficult to engage the alpha in conversation. She cared for Bazi, despite the poor reflections of her own past actions, and if Bazi was paired to Scimitar then, well... the dethroned would have to swallow her dogged animosity. Few connections were left for the mother to cherish and she was reluctant to let one of the last be cast away for good.
Her sooty tail swished as she pressed for embellishment. "Did you... did everyone make it out?" she asked. Tuwawi's obstinate personality rendered her tone obviously onerous as she spoke, voice low and staggered. "Perhaps it was a blessing in disguise," she added, waiting a beat before continuing. "You were too close to the sea. A pack by the coast attacked Duskfire. Sirens they called themselves. Led by a she-wolf named Caiaphas. An ugly bitch - white all over with a black mug." Disdain for the witch practically dripped from Tuwawi's tongue. "Needless to say, my pack is no more."
The ember frowned and suddenly changed inquiries. "Is Bazi here?" she asked as her silver eyes glanced up at Scimitar's statuesque figure, tongue rolling between the notch in her lip anxiously.
RE: Just another good reason to get it right - Scimitar - September 10, 2015
Scimitar’s brows lifted as she explained what had happened to Duskfire—they had not been touched by the packs of the shores nor met them. He would have questioned if the fiery female before him had done something to incur their wrath, but kept his mouth in a tight line for now. His eyes instead would drift to the collar about her neck, curious about the contraption, but making no comment on it just yet.
Tuwawi asked about Bazi, and he withheld a snort of disdain – not for his mate, this time, but because now the she-wolf decided she cared for the white Frostfur. “Yes – and she hates it. But she tolerates it for our children,” he offered, his eyes flashing over her as he silently wondered if she had even heard the two were not only mates, but parents. He held little knowledge of what had happened to the Sveijarn brood – nor did he dare ask. Tuwawi had seen better days, and whatever hardened woman he had known before had returned to Teekon Wilds tenfold more so.
There was a small pause -- no doubt Tuwawi desired to see Bazi, and she her. Yet his eyes captured the collar once more, and he gave a nod towards it, not attempting to hide what held his interest. "I would call for her if I knew what that was around your neck." He had never encountered one before -- his life had been human-free, but he wasn't going to let his family near it until he knew more.