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bend, break. - Anemone - February 06, 2014 joining!
RE: bend, break. - RIP Dawa - February 06, 2014
It had been weeks since the creation of the pack; and the group's ranks were swelling within this peaceful place. It had been a good choice to sequester themselves within the Vale. This place was indeed a peaceful, pleasant place. Dawa had grown accustomed to the quiet life that she new led; her cracked paw pads had healed, and the gawky little woman had even put on a few pounds. Her concept of paradise was still somewhat vague within her mind, but she was trying.
It wasn't often for Dawa to leave the rocky grotto which she had taken as her den. Instead, the proven Cleric would send one of the acolytes to tend to the caches; often giving little descriptions of the plants that they needed, which posed as a riddle for the still growing medics to crack and learn from. Today though, Dawa was adventurous; she was hungry and unable to locate anyone to aid her. At first, the crooked woman had hoped to stumble upon Tenzin during meditation — even wishing upon the attention of Raheerah, who was probably busy with his own pursuits. Instead, as the small creature crept along through the territory, she was caught by a new scent; a stranger, who carried a salty, oceanic after-taste to her musk.
But Dawa was unafraid. She couldn't fathom such an emotion. With slow steps, careful and precocious, Dawa found her way through the trees until the scent was stronger. Her blank gaze roamed across the unseen shadows, quite possibly passing right over the stranger who had encroached upon the lands, but she did not rebuke the stranger. Dawa would not chase her away — even if her limbs still worked, even if her eyes had not been taken from her by sickness, it was not in Dawa's nature to chase away anyone. The Vale was meant to be a peaceful place. She called out in the shrill bark that marked her as a hybrid, alerting the stranger — and perhaps @Tenzin or @Raheerah if they were in earshot — that she had discovered someone, and needed aid. RE: bend, break. - Dresden - February 06, 2014
RE: bend, break. - Anemone - February 06, 2014 joining!
RE: bend, break. - Raheerah - February 07, 2014 Sorry for short post, posting via phone. ~~~~~~~ The moment he heard the shrill cry, his ears twitched and he shifted from his position. The man had been prowling the trees that lined the valley, melding in their darkness, securing borders with the heavy, oily scent that dripped from his skin. But his duties had changed the moment he heard her call. If anything could tear him from his prior arrangements, it would be the call of his Goddess. Raheerah broke into a run at first, and it slowed to a jog as he saw her. Lham was the first to enter his gaze, and then his attentions shifted to figures distant. Lham remained untouched. It was two females, though they seemed to pose little threat the beast was still wary. He moved first up to Dawa, rumbling lowly as he informed her of his arrival. Then, his pace picked up again and he galloped towards the two females. Reaching them, his head held erect and his single burning eye landed on the one that stunk of salt, then her companion. "Ssspeeeaaak." His voice erupted deeply from the chasm of his chest, an unyielding front to hold these strangers in curiosity. RE: bend, break. - RIP Dawa - February 08, 2014
While Dawa was well hidden from their view (although not in the same manner that they were hidden from her own), she was still able to discern the stranger's scents upon the mire; there were now two of them, and the girl was at a loss for what to do. It took time for her ally to arrive - and while she hoped it would be Tenzin, she was just as grateful for the rumbling sounds of familiar Raheerah. He emerged from the shadows (more or less) and the stomping of his heavy paws were notice enough to Dawa that she was no longer alone. The dragon passed her quickly, as if to affirm her nerves, and yet before Dawa could speak, he was off again. Presumably in the direction of the strangers.
The female's ears flicked back against her head, and she turned to follow the retreating thunder that was the black behemoth. Dawa was slow and steady as she moved, and while she did stumble a few times, her nimble paws were growing accustomed to the reedy forest that had become her home. She approached the looming figure of Raheerah and, with her nose reaching towards his flank, she prodded him once. The cold touch of her nose against his skin did make her flinch back, as the thrill of pain shot though the curves of her features and deep in to the muscles of her neck; but it was all she could do to stop him, if he indeed was raging.
He commanded things of them, and Dawa receded in to the great shadow that he cast, hiding alongside the man that served as her eyes - and apparently, her voice. Her shining pearl eyes watched the strangers, but they did not focus - nor linger - upon their features for long. RE: bend, break. - Anemone - February 10, 2014 i know dee's busy atm, so i will post out of turn and have her speak for the both of them:)
RE: bend, break. - Raheerah - February 11, 2014 Not too long after he hard charged past his Lham, she came up from behind him. His ears twisted to absorb the sound and register her presence. A touch accompanied her arrival; her nose against his flank, and an electric jump sent his skin crawling. Starting his nerves and his heart; exciting him. He tipped his head down to glance at her, but very quickly his attention returned to the pair of females that lingered before them. He looked them over, taking in their scents and appearances alike, analyzing. Only one of them spoke; he imagined perhaps they were companions, though nothing could prove it save for their twin presence. Raheerah furrowed his brow and cocked his head down to speak to Lham. "Oonne is sssliight, siiilent. Thaat which spookke is leean and tall. Both appeear in good heeaalth." He murmured deeply, a hushed and brief description before falling to silence himself. It was not his duty to judge the worth of these newcomers to the Vale. RE: bend, break. - RIP Dawa - February 14, 2014 Skipping Dee again, just to keep things moving! If this is an issue please let me know, and I can remove this so that they can post. :)
Dawa could not anticipate what an individual may want or need when she confronted them. She often hung back in the shadows, loitering just out of reach of one of her dear attachments; Raheerah her defender, or Tenzin her doctor. Sometimes, and only in the recent days, she would be accompanied by a cleric in training. Those individuals could tell her what she needed, and it was without hesitation that Raheerah fell in to this habit. He outlined what the strangers looked like in a bare fashion, but it was enough. Dawa did not need a strong physical description; although, as he mentioned that they appeared in good health, the woman began to wonder about them. They did not need the physical aid provided by the clerics, and as the stranger's voice slipped between the dragon and the lamb, Dawa realized they probably did not need any spiritual guidance either.
"We would like to join you," Concluded the stranger's voice in a swift reveal of intent. The sound was affirming in a way. It relieved Dawa's instinctual apprehension of the vagrants, and she was able to adapt to this new information. Her precocious steps reached out of the beast's shadow as the leader sought out the figures just out of her reach. She ambled along, chasing the scent of the stranger's fur and the sound of their breathing, until she was very close. Perhaps too close, invasive. Dawa knew this would bother Raheerah - she anticipated that he would rise up to stop her, but knew he would not say a word unless something truly dangerous were to happen. Dawa painted a smile upon her face as best she could - and it was a crooked thing, a butchered line that glowed with little warmth or true emotion.
The expression faltered as she spoke in the next moment.
As she shifted her head up, raising it with an attempt at dominance which was somehow cute due to her childish size, her eyes naturally landed upon Anemone's own gaze; this was where Dawa froze, as if to study the stranger which in truth did not physically exist to her yet. "If you believe you can aid us, please, tell us how." RE: bend, break. - Anemone - February 18, 2014 pp'ing dresden a bit since i'm not sure if dee will immediately rejoin or not!
RE: bend, break. - RIP Dawa - February 18, 2014
The woman was learning quickly about what it meant to be a leader, and while she did not have much of the emotional capacity, her natural affinity towards logic was very important; it was perhaps the only real skill that Dawa had, aside from her medical knowledge. To hear that this stranger was like-minded made Dawa smile. It was a forced and somewhat strained line, but she wanted to show the stranger that she had said the correct things. Dawa nodded once, a languid motion, while her blank eyes blinked to rejuvenate their drying surface. She was prepared to speak out, to accept the woman in to their ranks - at this point, forgetting all about the second soul who had come upon their borders, as he was so silent - but Anemone was quick to ask her own question. And this threw the Alpha a touch off-kilter.
"Could you tell me more of the Vale...?"
Dawa's ears flicked back briefly, so briefly it was like a flap of tiny wings; she was sitting with her attention upon the possible recruit, although her blindness remained prevalent, as it always did.
"Here in the Vale, the wolves are peaceful. We live a quiet existence while pursuing strong physical, mental, and spiritual health." Her words sounded bland and unfeeling, for that was the way she was. Even as Dawa spoke of spiritual health, her behaviour did not boast with zeal; she was monotonous. Robotic. But the words continued a moment later, as she caught her breath.
"The Monks are one faction, and they are taught by our friend Tenzin. They care for the mental well-being of the pack. I teach the Clerics, who focus on the physical. And Raheerah-" As she said his name, she turned her head to look upon the man; unaware if she was peering in the right direction, although she tried to point her muzzle in the direction his raspy breaths came from. A quick look, before settling back in to her rigid sphinx-pose. "-trains the warriors, who make sure the land is safe for all who thrive here."
As silence budded once more, Dawa did not smile. She forgot all about the pleasantries that Tenzin had been trying to train in to her - and instead, she plainly stated, "Everyone with good intention is welcome here." RE: bend, break. - Anemone - February 19, 2014 just a small post so I can at last be one with the Vale <___>
RE: bend, break. - RIP Dawa - February 21, 2014
Dawa could not detect the goodness of intention in the stranger's voice, the same way she could not detect the malevolence that occasionally flavoured Raheerah's. She could hear words and would take them at face value. When this woman proclaimed an interest to stay, to serve, to learn, Dawa nodded. She turned her head towards Raheerah's position and bowed her head for a moment, as a sign that this was a new ally. When she turned back towards the woman, Dawa lifted to her paws. "Then you are welcome. Come, we will find you a place to rest from your journey, and then tomorrow we can begin your teaching."
Although Anemone had arrived with an escort, the stranger's scent had waned in the time Dawa had been visiting with her; she now remembered the stranger, but said nothing, as their absence prevailed. Dawa stumbled her way to Raheerah's side and, with a bizarre level of precision, followed the pounding of his paws upon the earth as they brought the new recruit in to the heart of the Vale. [Exit Dawa.] Small PP because Dresden/Dee has vanished. :) Welcome to NSV! |