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ordinance - Leatherface - March 13, 2014

          A single command was snapped before Leatherface's snout, "Stay."
        And for hours after that, that single instruction left him seated in the place his brother had left him in. The light had come and gone, and come and gone again, and still he stayed without sleep peering into the darkness for some sign of his sibling's return. The last image stayed murky in his memory, but he could recall the familiar hiss of annoyance as Krueger scented the area, an edge to his own mumblings, and with no other explanation he'd disappeared into the landscape; this in itself was not odd, but if Leatherface had stopped to consider the time he'd taken longer than other times before to come back.
          It was on the third time that the light went away again, that he felt the sharp pains of hunger shoot through his gut. Remembering the command and what kept him stapled to this single spot, he spent some time whining to himself, reluctant to pull away without his smaller brother's permission. Eventually hunger won out in the end, and in the pursuit of food he'd also found a home. A turn of events that he only somewhat grasped. Instead of listening to his brother, as he had always done, he would listen to another, which made him complacent for the time being.
          After the brief review of his obligations by his new leader, which Leatherface had taken mostly in silence with a few confirming grunts, he was left to himself. But like he had done before, the departure of his new alpha left him without direction, and he sat still. He was waiting... for something, although he himself did not know what exactly. Perhaps his brother? He was unsure what to think; if his brother did return for him, he felt a small spark of delight but and even darker shade of fear knowing he'd failed to listen. The memory left the large wolf to slide his massive frame slowly to the ground where he huffed, the fatigue of several sleepless days beginning weigh on his consciousness.



RE: ordinance - Xinuata - March 14, 2014

OOC: Hi there!

The days were growing warmer. And with the warmth came the irritable time of shedding. It was not as though she did not care for the molt, only the time that needed to be spent peeling away the thick fur. And of course the haphazard manner in which it would fall in clumps. Not to mention the increase on body temperature that accompanied it. The dreadful swell of heat at random intervals further encouraging that she shed her winter coat. In part, it did assist in marking the territories as claimed by the wolves of the Vale. But it made for a dreadful sleep in the early hour. It would not be under the night had fully fallen and the air was cool that the warrior would find reprieve and perhaps a peaceful slumber.

For another night, she could not hold an exact count, she wandered the borders of the territory seeking the cool air. A true mountaineer, she kept the rocks and their cool faces, and all but swooned under the wisps of a cooling nightly breeze. Tuffs of pale fur were tugged away to the wind leaving behind a trail of fluff as she descended in sweeping bounds. Quietly, she continued her stroll with nose pressed to the earth to gather is richness, then stumbled upon something more than the natural fragrance.

It was lupine in origin though a little ways from the border, just enough that a swift bound had her near the source, lying still and ‘patiently’. Waiting for something. “…sat long?” She inquired softly, inching her nose forward in curiosity.




RE: ordinance - Leatherface - March 16, 2014

          The sound of someone approaching switched back his attentiveness, his ears pulling forward with interest. When the stranger emerged Leatherface stayed locked in the same place, but his muzzle strained to sniff at her from where he could, trying to acquaint himself with an abundance of excitement and curiosity that would rival that of a newborn pup. He could pick the scent of the new leader upon her coat, his muzzle parting in a smile that soon grew into a pant. It took him a moment to connect as why the scent satisfied him so much, but he then realized he was eager for form familiarity in such a foreign place.
          Wagging his tail behind him in greeting his head dipped down a degree. The question came unexpectedly, not use to being spoken directly to Leatherface frozen in his panting, but a moment later his head mimicked the shaking of his bottom. From that, there was not more for him to add, as he'd answered the question; his social skills constructed from a limited palette of understanding and experience. Things such as her name or place in the pack, or her thoughts or skills, did not come to his mind, his own information just a small thought in the back of his head and he just didn't make the connection as to why he should bring them up at this time.



RE: ordinance - Xinuata - March 16, 2014

It was not every day (or night for that matter) that the Vale played host to one sitting at their steps. More often than not, it was in the wild they met others, or on the occasion when one would summon them for information and greeting. But this quiet fellow, excitable by the look of him, appeared to be waiting as if adhering to some instruction from fate. Perhaps he had anticipated one of the Vale coming to pass by on patrol. But the hour was too late for that to seem reasonable.

Humming softly to herself, Xi’nuata took care as she approached him maintaining a comfortable enough berth from his sides. Her muzzle remained extended as she surveyed him, noting to some degree of satisfaction that his coat was not laden with the scent of the Creek. In fact, it was bare save for the essence of the wilds and another hint of musk that had grown distant. Though it was of interest when noted that the same scent on his coat trailed away from where the male sat, leading around him almost protectively then drifted off beyond the visible base of the mountain. He had a companion?

Rounding to his front again, she let her shoulders roll back in open gesture to his presence, indicative that she was not a threat and for the most part, calm. There were many questions to ask, but in the late hour, she assumed it best to be concise. No long introduction or speech. Just a simple inquiry. “It is late,” she pointed softly. “Are you hear because you need a place to sleep? Has your companion gone off to find a place for you?”




RE: ordinance - Leatherface - March 17, 2014

          It went without expression but Leatherface was silently appreciative of her calmness, having spent the last few days on edge from the lack of company, or rather the sudden disappearance of his brother in particular. Being aware something was missing had played a part in his lost of sleep. Even now, although his initial anxiety had been somewhat tamed it rattled faintly in the confides on his chest, resounding as acknowledge the stranger with a loose stranger accented by heavy blinks of exhaustion.
          It is late. His head nodded in agreement. Are you here because you need a place to sleep? He head paused stiffly in his bouncing, taking a moment to himself to pick apart the words. Sleep. Question. Sleep? He pursued the same answer, his muzzle giving a quick and silent: Yes. Not entirely sure that this is where he intended to do so, but knowing that it was something he wanted. In fact his eyes screamed from rest, his body begging to curl up comfortably, and yet he consciously resisted doing so.
          "Staying." The word came out roughly his voice warped into a high pitch from lack of use, he sounded as though he had to scrape his tongue against his teeth as he spoke just to force out the stressed syllables.



RE: ordinance - Xinuata - March 17, 2014

She was as patient as she would have been with any other, giving the male a chance to digest her words before reply. Though her body craved rest, in the same instance it desired the cool touch of the night air to sooth it. If she could have found rest outside she would have taken it without hesitation, but she knew it would not have been proper. More so, it would have been worrying to her denmate if she did not return as she usual did. But looking to this dark figure, his eyes soundlessly begging for sleep, she thought this excuse might pardon her from the worry of her companion if she would to sleep on the outside to guard their guest

“Staying?” she repeated when at last he spoke as if coming to a conclusion. “I am afraid you cannot sleep here at the borders,” her muzzle shook firmly though her voice remained calm and light, hardly a whisper to his ears. “I can find a sleeping spot for you in the Vale, but I will have to guard you until the morning.” She lifted her gaze to his muzzle, being careful not to catch his eyes. Last she wanted was to give him a kindly invitation then ruin it by a misinterpreted show of aggression. “In the morning, I will have questions for you… but you look like you need the sleep for now. Come with me?”




RE: ordinance - Leatherface - March 19, 2014

          He questioned to himself why it was unacceptable to sleep here. Whether the night was clear or wet he wouldn't have found the difference; ground was ground to sleep on and in long months of traveling the most he knew of shelter was when his brother demanded he use his body to shield his smaller form from the elements. Pivoting his ears as he let the thought go and he nodded, finding most of what she said agreeable; as he was inclined to do.
         Lifting himself off of the ground onto his feet, his back legs shook with the effort to heave himself up. Clearly his fatigue was showing, but Leatherface barely seemed to acknowledge it, his eyes conveying little as he glanced at the wilderness around them before settling his stare just under the other wolf's chin. Giving his tail another shake as a gesture of his geniality he stepped forward and hovered on his next step waiting for her to continue. From here, he'd willingly follow given her lead.



RE: ordinance - Xinuata - March 20, 2014

As a wolf of rank, she was accepting of his compliance. But as a wolf that clung deeply to the past as an ‘unknown’, the feeling of being heeded was still strange. She did her best not to mind the unease, focusing instead on fulfilling her responsibility to the unknown soul. Though before he came too near, she gave yet another inspection to his person, walking smoothly around his dark hide with nose quivering. If this was some ploy by the Creek she wanted it revealed before placing her pack at risk. It was bothersome that she needed to go to such lengths, but she accepted that this was now the way of their world and simply adapted to it thusly.

After her sweep of him completed by the return to his front, she nodded her approval then led the way beyond the border. Each step was quiet to match the tune of night, no press too hard lest she stir the nightly fodder to sing of their disruption. She made quick work through the brushes surrounding the pines, following an unseen path toward a temporary holding cache. “You will rest here,” she affirmed, standing aside that the male might see the small hallow of the tree. Wafting from its keep was the aroma of dried kill, a carcass perhaps or a hind-leg left for a meal in the morning. But something should the wanderer succumb to hunger. Gently, she gestured with a nudge of her muzzle. “You may go in, I will stand as your guard until the morning. Find your rest now…” Strangely, it was then that she realized she hadn't a name to call him by, nor offered hers in proper introduction.

"Apologies," she sought to correct the error before it lingered for longer. "I am Xi'nuata, warrior to the Northstar Vale. May I know your name?"




RE: ordinance - Leatherface - March 22, 2014

Leatherface allowed himself to be examined once more, his calm nature leaving him to blink at her plainly with heavy lids. Her departure brought him to a smooth trot behind her. Having been in the presence of only two females ever before, a realization came that she was much larger than them. Was this strange? He didn't question it long if he did at all soon becoming immense in the tracks she left behind. Despite the land lacking familiarity he found comfort in little things such as the rhythm of their steps and the brush of grass against his heels.

The announcement was so sudden the whip of distraction from the night served bring him to grimace as he heeded the command and froze in place. Grinding his teeth the scent of food brought his mouth to water and struggled to not simply dive within and rip apart what laid hidden. When the leash was loosen and the allowance given he nearly did just that but halted in place, the mammoth's head swinging away from the entrance to the den to devote to her his attentions. He affirmed the information of her name with a simple blink.

"Le--Leaath--err--faace..."


RE: ordinance - Xinuata - March 23, 2014

The female was quiet, watching as their guest tore into the preserved meat much like a starved animal seeking the morsels of the earth. She had a mind to question just how long he had been out there, waiting without a word, but thought better of it holding his need for rest above her own inquisitions. There would be time once he was comfortable, but now was not it.

Patiently, she waited for him to digest and took a seat in front of the den as its warden. Carefully she lowered herself to lie, legs extended forward and hindlimbs tucked beneath her. Her tail too was curled beneath her heavy frame just out of sight but with its tip wiggling occasionally by the kind gust of a night wind. Her ears once back, perked forward to attention when he spoke. The straining chords suggested atrophy but a willingness to sound in compliance. The woman smiled lightly. “It is a pleasure to meet you,” she extended politely then lowered her muzzle to her paws. “Take your rest now. You will be safe while you sleep… Ah,” an ear twitched with an afterthought. “If you hear a grumbling in the night, do not be afraid of it,” she chuckled. “Just prepare to find two standing at your den than just one.”

And with that word, she turned her head to watch the night.




RE: ordinance - Leatherface - March 23, 2014

He wanted to express it was nice to meet her as well, but the words never formed on his tongue and unsurprisingly he expressed it with a simple wag of his tail behind him. Leatherface took a moment to think upon the meaning of her words, it wasn't immediately apparent to him how one could become two and his nose lifted as he scanned the foliage around them one last time. He had no reason to be suspicious, in fact he was far from on edge, feeling relieved at being discovered and grateful for the company but it was curiosity that left him lingering over his shoulder before he turned and retreated within the confines of the den.

Folding up his massive frame comfortably the tip of his tail came to brush his muzzle and he lazily blinked off towards the silhouette of Xi'nuata. With each blink his lids grew heavier and it didn't take long at all before he slipped off into slumber.