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We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - March 28, 2017

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Through the night she had danced with the glowflies, twirling herself around whilst regarding them with fondness. They had shone their lights brightly as they soared through the open air, silent yet beautiful, and without the ability to disturb anyone. As she thought back to that night a smile formed across her lips, a part of her wishing to go back and relive it, though she knew that she could not. Her journey was not yet over, so onward through the Teekon Wilds she trekked. Over the rolling fields of soft grasses, she ran, feeling as if wings might sprout from her back at any moment and carry her away. There was no one with her to insist that she maintain a serious composure, she was free to be as careless as any child should. It had not lasted long, her wings clipped by the woodland whose canopies she roamed beneath. Thorns pricked at her pads whenever she stepped somewhere without first looking down, or they reached out towards her fur and became tangled. Distressed, she was unable to enjoy the fruits that the forest had to offer, and was overjoyed as soon as she broke away from its clutches.

In the distance, she could see the fading sunlight reflecting off of the surface of a lake. The sight lured her in, insisting that she inch closer and closer until, finally, the water was wrapping itself around her ankles. It was cool, but not terribly so, and offered a great deal of relief to her sore feet. Letting her eyes slide shut, she loosed a soft sigh and enjoyed the moment whilst it lasted.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - March 29, 2017

Like Kaori, Rannoch had also been tugged and tussled by the tangle of brambles. The temptress of a territory was wicked in her ways, leading in wolves by her intoxicating aroma and trapping them within the grasp of her sharpest thorns. At first, like Kaori, Rannoch had found himself being pulled in every which way and being pricked without a moment's notice. But, with time, he found himself adapting to the new terrain. He eventually found himself stepping lightly despite his weight and finding the land that bore the most traffic from others. 

All of this ducking and weaving had caused a dryness to plague his tongue and throat, driving him to begin to search for water to quench his thirst. Restless paws carried him throughout the unknown territory, sending him on a wild goose chase as he attempted to scout out the well-hidden scent of water from the fragrance that consumed the region as a whole. 

The sun was just beginning to set as he emerged from the treeline. Pausing as the lighting shifted, Rannoch took some time to allow his eyes to become accustomed to the change in scenery. The light was soft and inviting, pulling him out of the darkness easily. His eyes scanned the land before him as, catching sight of what he had been searching for all along: the water. He drew his tongue over his lips at this view, eager to quench what had driven him out of the woods in the first pace. 

Carrying himself purposefully, Rannoch trotted towards the lake with like recognition for the other. He knew that there would be a time and place to address her, but, for now, his primary goal was getting a drink. He pulled himself until he was ankle-deep in the water and dropped his muzzle to the glassy surface, relinquishing the serendipity of this moment. Lapping eagerly, Rannoch enjoyed the moment with loud slurps. As he found his thirst lessning, he allowed his eyes to trail to the other as his curiousity grew.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - March 30, 2017

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Following her entrance, the water had grown calm and almost entirely stilled. Every so often, nature’s breath gently pushed against the surface, sending small ripples out across the lake. The movements were faint, unnoticeable and not the least bit disruptive. It was not unlike the lake within the lair, though within the cavern the water seemed to move far more often than it did there around her. The many streams that connect to the large source of water kept it moving, alive—a feature that she did not see surrounding Lake Rodney. She smiled to herself, but it died shortly after its birth. Usually serene and motionless, she knew there to be an issue when she heard the splashing of water and felt the small waves as they pushed against her limbs. Her eyes snapped open and she twisted herself around, having needed to turn only a short ways before the source of the disturbance was located; there in the water there stood another wolf, his eyes on her.

Cocking her head to the side like a bird, she stared off in his direction, curious but uncertain. After allowing her gaze to meet his own she was quick to look away, focusing instead on the shore. Yet another, quick glance was stolen in his direction before she returned to the earth, where she lingered whilst her options were considered. She could always call out to the male, though she was skeptical about doing so—would her voice fail her? Rather the risking it and looking like a fool (she had done that already several nights ago), Kaori decided to just nod in his direction and hope for the best. Of course, as soon as she’d done so, she wanted to take it back. Her nerves got the better of her and she assessed her surroundings, hoping to find a reason to leave but finding nothing. Swallowing, she did her best to ease her mind, reminding herself that he might not even acknowledge her.

Yes, that is right!

Despite having given him an ounce of her attention for a single, fleeting second, there was no guarantee that the gesture would be returned. With that possibility in mind, the tension began to fade from her body, replaced by an unevenly distributed mixture of her usual, amiable self and hesitance.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - March 31, 2017

The other wolf seemed uncertain of what to make of his arrival, and Rannoch watched on as her gaze danced to various places within the territory. When his thirst was finally quenched, the argent-haired man pulled his muzzle from the water and held it high as his eyes remained to her. He wasn't quite sure what to make of oh her, but, given his rather friendly nature, he decided to reach out. 

"Hey," Rannoch offered directly, water droplets falling freely from his chin as he spoke. Even as he fell silent, he wondered if she would return the greeting of not. But, he figured, if she didn't, he could call it a night and go back to his brothers and call it a night.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 02, 2017

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The silence that followed her nod was all but deafening, distributing upon her chest a hefty weight. She could not tell from appearances alone if he was the social type, and so the likelihood of him acknowledging her, in turn, was something that she could not calculate—not accurately, that is. Glancing back towards the water, her eyes were able to linger for only a second before snapping back towards the male, his voice reaching out to her. So, he is friendly. Drawing in a deep breath, she left it to linger in her lungs for a second before releasing it, attempting to calm her nerves. The last male that she had met was kind, his words having eventually been able to soothe her, rather than distress her. This she hoped to be the case for the new stranger, knowing that she needed to eventually get used to meeting males if she were to continue her journey.

Kaori tried to make her legs move forward, to lessen the distance between them so that neither might have to speak too loudly, but they wouldn’t budge. Wishing not to push herself, she remained where she was and called out a soft, “Hello,” to the male. It is okay, she tried to assure herself, perhaps he is as kind as Tryp. Following her silent pep talk, the girl asked, “Is this your, um… your home?” The scent of wolves didn’t seem strong enough for the land to be under someone’s claim, but she could think of nothing else to say. Again, thoughts of her sister fled from her mind, leaving her to struggle for a conversational topic.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 02, 2017

It was growing increasingly evident to Rannoch that Kaori was not as extroverted as he was, as she did not respond right away. In this sudden realisation, Rannoch kept his height but allowed a gentle smile to caress his lips. As far as anybody was concerned, such assumptions could have been wrong, and Rannoch would have been pleasantly surprised by this. But, such would only be determined as the two wolves began to converse. 

Her reply was coupled with a question, and quickly he shook his head in response. "No, " he answered, his voiced paired with a faint pang in his heart. The word "home" at this point was almost foreign to him as it had been quite some time that he had a traditional home. Feeling his thoughtful expression turn melancholy, Rannoch attempted to liven himself up with a reply: "Is your home near here?" He was curious to know if there were any neighbouring packs along the boy's range, as Rannoch hadn't scented anything near the bramble or the lake with a distinct pack scent.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 02, 2017

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It was just as she had suspected: the territory was unclaimed, a home to no one. The knowledge of such granted her the ability to lessen the tension in her muscles, though she remained ready to leave, should it be asked of her. When a similar question then arose, she gave a slow shake of her head before glancing off towards the Sunspire. With her nose, she pointed towards the peaks and said, “I live on that range.” A smile spread across her lips, a glimmer of fondness in her eyes. There were days when she missed the cavern more than others but, no matter the day, she always recognized it as her home. It was where her family lived, where she had been born, and a part of her would always long for it. Since beginning her journey, however, she had found plenty of moments during which she favoured the lands beyond her home far more than the lair itself.

Turning back towards the male, she explained, “It’s nice there, but it is small compared to the world out here.” Too small, perhaps. She wondered, then, if it was truly her sense of duty that kept her from returning. Since setting off on her own, Kaori had believed that the entire reason for the continuation of her wanderings was because she’d yet to find her sister and could not return without her. But... perhaps that was not the case at all. She understood that it was important for her to find Airi and take her back home, but there was a part of her that wished to not return herself. To explore further and live not in the shadow of her elder sibling was a desire of hers, though she did not posses the means to make such a leap on her own.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 02, 2017

Rannoch's ocean-like eyes followed Kaori's beckoning, leading him to a nearby range. He settled on the site for a beat, wondering just what it would be like to live on a mountain. Though he had never scaled a mountainside, he didn't think that he would like living up that high. Inexperience was his only reasoning on why he would not like to live in such a territory, but, aside from that, he had nothing against the higher altitudes. 

Turning back to the raven-colored female, he looked at her for a prolonged moment, as if observing her. She was innocent in her looks, boasting the features of innocence that Rannoch had not seen graced upon his features in quite some time. Though he wasn't sure just how much younger she was, given her size, he assumed that she was younger. With this presumption came a question: "What are you doing so far from home?" He asked, his head tilting as he spoke.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 05, 2017

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The mountains were merciless, taking life just as easily as they gave it. Living there within its embrace had forced her to receive constant reminders from her mother, as well as warnings. To be careful with where she went and when she did it was permanently engraved into her mind, which made the wilderness all the more appealing to her. There, where the earth was flat, she had fewer worries. It allowed her to relax far more often—when she was alone, that is—knowing that one wrong step would not send her tumbling down the side of a rocky ridge. Such thoughts were kept to herself, however, for she wished not to seem as if she intended to speak ill of her home. Despite there being negatives, there were plenty of positives, too, to counteract the bad.

Kaori was, in a matter of seconds, reminded of her sister. The one whose disappearance had resulted in her leaving home, and the very same that she was meant to be searching for. “I was looking for my sister,” was her response, her mistake in tenses noticed a second too late. “I am looking for her, I meant to say.” Did she really? Frowning, her mind tried to comprehend what it was that she was doing but offered no results in the end. “I’m supposed to be looking for her, but…” she tried to clarify, only to trail off towards the end. With a shake of her head, she made an attempt at ridding her face of the lackluster expression, only to realize that no changes could be made. She was a bad sister, she soon realized, having allowed for herself to become sidetracked whilst Airi was out there somewhere, hopefully okay, but possibly hurt.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 09, 2017

Something was captivating about Kaori's shifting in tenses and Rannoch listened with even more care as she stumbled back on her words, correcting what had been said. He couldn't help but feel sympathetic to the words that had been spoken, even if he had never had a lost sibling. Rannoch was always the sibling that went missing, the one that caused the searches. Not only had he met not one, but two others who were looking for their wayward siblings, Rannoch felt a fresh layer of quilt apply to his psyche-- something that he'd come to repress later in life. As he was still newly back to the Teekons, he'd find it wearing on his inner-most thoughts in the coming months. 

Giving himself a stern shake, as if attempting to realign himself with the conversation, he spoke again, voicing his concerns at the lingering of her sentence. "Is everything okay?" He asked, his head tilting. He couldn;t even begin to comprehend what her hesitation entitled-- was she gone, gone? Did she run off to another pack? Could she simply not be found? The possibilities were endless, yet only the dark-wooled lamb before him held the truth that he


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 09, 2017

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It was with her mother’s encouragement that she had left the lair and entered the great unknown. Encouragement, she knew, that stemmed from the vessel’s desire to locate and be reunited with her eldest child—the child whose soul was similar to her own, unlike Kaori. Yet, rather than continuing her search, the girl had ended up getting sidetracked several times. To please her mother was something that she found herself to be growing more and more incapable of, as well as something that she was becoming less concerned about, much to her displeasure. “I—” Was everything okay? “I don’t know,” was her response, unable to say much more. The better half of her, the portion of her heart that was devoted to her family, wanted nothing more than to find Airi and take her back home. But, like with most things, there were two halves to her heart and the other side longed to see more of the world beyond her home. That part of her, the raven plagued by wanderlust, wanted to abandon her search and continue on as if her sister had never disappeared.

“I don’t think I want to keep looking for my sister,” the child admitted, wondering, still, how that made her appear. “If I discontinue my search, is there... do you think there’s a chance that everything can be okay without her?” Kaori knew not if his answer would help her decide, nor if his opinion would matter to her mother, but something about hearing the thoughts of a stranger seemed right to her. The male lacked knowledge of her home, of the details surrounding her elder sibling’s birth, which gave him a clear mind; lacking the haze created by her sister’s soul, he could tell the middle child if her thoughts were wrong.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 09, 2017

There was conflict about Kaori and Rannoch could sense it. His expression grew sympathetic to this, despite him just meeting her. Her few words were short, broken, and seemingly divided for reasons that he could not explain. It appeared through her pauses and Rannoch could only nod encouragingly, as if urging her to move forward with her words. Though he did not know of just what she was struggling with, it appeared that there was something more to this. 

When the truth came out, Rannoch paused for a moment, blinking slowly as he grasped her story. When she asked his opinion, he froze, and contemplated, his expression growing thoughtful as he gave this time. "I think that some wolves go away and don't want to be found." He concluded, thinking of Lucy instantly. Despite his care for her, she had slipped away into the unknown, perhaps never to be found again. Though she would always harbor a tiny piece of his heart, he also did not pine over her loss. There was much more out there that he had discovered because of her, but, because of the initial reactions to her leaving Neverwinter, his life had succumbed to a dark cloud of chaos; one that he would never forgive her for. Rannoch did not usually harbor ill feelings, but, given the circumstances, Lucy held an interesting dynamic in his heart-- one that was neither positive of negative. Just there for remembrance of what his life had become and why it had become this way.

He shook himself, ridding the thoughts of Lucy to the girl before him.  "Regardless of whether or not she'll be found, life will go on," his tone darker, despite the sunniness that he had felt just a moment before. "I think that everything will be all right." He clarified after a beat, forcing forward a clearer sense of happiness.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 09, 2017

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As the young Draconids grew physically, the distance between them emotionally did, too. There were very few moments that the girl could remember during which she and her elder sister operated as a single unit. The devotion felt towards her family, the way in which she cared for them, had rarely been reciprocated. Remembering this, the male’s answer made sense to her: Airi might not want to be taken back home. Whilst the thought weighed heavily on her heart, a part of her had believed that to be the case all along. Never had the eldest of the hatchlings been affectionate, nor had she showed any interest in her home or family. So often had she fought against them, ignoring them and acting out, that it wasn’t all too surprising to think that she might have left with the intention of never returning. With a deepening frown, she slowly nodded, convincing herself that, that was how it must be. “That makes sense,” noted the raven, casting her gaze downwards. Out of fear of turning it into a reality, she refused to speak of her suspicions; some part of her heart prevented her from claiming the belief that her sister cared so little that she’d simply vanished as being entirely her own.

To think that she might never find her sister felt weird, but she could not deny that there was some truth to his words. No matter if she was ever reunited with her lost sibling, her life would continue to move forward. She would age, she would learn, she would grow—these things would never cease to continue until the day she took her final breath, which, she hoped, would not happen for a great while yet. And though there was the possibility that her sister might not be able to live a life as full and eventful as the one Kaori hoped to lead, that was not something for her to worry about. “I do not think I will be continuing my search for her,” she declared, a trace of hesitance in her voice. Furrowing her brows, she stared long and hard at the ground, considering her next steps whilst forgetting that she was not alone.

The rustling of leaves, swept up by a passing breeze, brought her attention back into focus shortly after it had been lost. Looking back towards the male, the flame within her chest was brought back to life by a new set of questions. “Do you know anything about the tri—” she cut herself off, rethought her wording, and then started from the beginning. “Do you know anything about the packs in the area?” If she were to continue her journey without a quest to guide her, then she was sure to travel great distances. This, whilst appealing, opened her up to a whole new world of danger—danger that, if in the form of a tribe, she wished to avoid the claim of.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 09, 2017

With her comprehension on Rannoch's advice came a declaration, on which rode on a trace of hesitation. Despite this, Rannoch's tail wagged encouragingly in a way to encourage her and justify what had been stated. After all, it seemed to Rannoch that this had been building up for quite some time, as the urgency of finding her sister was not there. He did not press this matter and, instead, let it go, not seeing it as a necessity at this point. Kaori had made her decision, and Rannoch would not derail her, even if he were curious. 

Questions followed, and Rannoch felt his posture perk to what had been asked, a smile spreading across his lips as his answer hung on the tip of his tongue. "Actually," he began, his ears transitioning to a lofty posture upon his crown as he spoke. "Me and some others around our age are looking for form." Though he had not confirmed her exact age, he had an inkling that she was younger than he was. "We are bringing together our best skills and working towards a common goal of finding somewhere that we belong." Rannoch still didn't believe that they were doing it, but, despite this, they certainly were. 

"We just ask that everybody contributes," he did not think that she would not, but he would speak to this curiosity. "Do you have any interests or practice any trades?" If she didn't, he would have been more than pleased her help her find something that both was enjoyable to her and benefitted them all. And if she didn't wish to join them? Then they would most likely be on their own ways very soon.


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - April 15, 2017

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To abandon the task assigned to her was far easier than she ever would have guessed. After having spent so long away from home already, the voice of her mother had started to fade from her mind—the words that instructed her to search for Airi were but a distant memory now, quieted by the many sights she’d seen and the voices of all of those that she’d met. Never would she forget her sister or the reason behind her own departure, and she definitely wouldn’t lose the memories of her home and mother, but to return to the lair wasn’t something that she intended to do. It was time, she felt, for her to head off on a whole new journey. To travel paths that would surely lead her to experience more than she ever would have had she never traveled beyond Ryūjin’s claim. Still, a part of her longed to return to that which was familiar, but the urge was shoved away and buried beneath her hopes for the future; allowing herself to move on wasn’t as easy as abandoning her search for Airi, of course, but she would work on it.

There a shift in the male’s demeanour, and the way in which he seemed to brighten caused a wave of ease to wash over her. At first, she was confused, but all was revealed to her in the moments that followed: he intended to create a settlement of his own. The revelation piqued her interest and led to her head tilting sideways, the gesture slight and just as bird-like as it always seemed to be. She was curious, wondering what might have inspired him and those that followed his lead to create a tribe—no, pack—of their own; she used to wonder the same about her mother, but had never thought to ask. However, this time, as she gazed at the male, she couldn’t help but present her inquiry: “What made you decide to do this?” Never had she heard of children doing anything of the sort but, then again, she hadn’t heard many origin stories. Nevertheless, whether it was unusual or not, she was intrigued—especially so once she realized that she might be able to join them.

The more he spoke, the more captivated she became. To be one with his group seemed simple enough, too, for all they required were the proper contributions. This she was more than capable of, for something similar was requested within her birthplace—and, she suspected, many other groups. With a nod, the ebony lamb made her interest clear, only to freeze when asked about trades. Her mother had taught her about them when she was younger, yet the girl had never put much thought into which she might want to pursue. “I… um…” she mumbled, brows pinching together as she thought back to her lessons. There were so many to choose from, each having benefits and dangers, that she felt rather overwhelmed. Slowing her breathing, she relaxed and thought everything over for a second time before settling on what would have been an obvious response to all that knew her mother: Plants.” Kaori had been taught about plants for as long as she could remember, the way in which they should be cared for, and even the medicinal properties that many possessed. “Maybe I could be a botanist? Or a medic?” she thought aloud. “Would… would that be useful?” Although she dabbled in the art of medicine—accidentally and, initially, unknowingly—she lacked the confidence to treat severe injuries, and was therefore hesitant about taking on the role of a medic. Despite that, the knowledge was still within her head, so why not try and put it to good use?

As she thought of how else she might be able to help out, she was struck by a terrible realization: she hadn’t introduced herself. With her worries having run rampant at the start of their conversation, Kaori had forgotten her manners. Growing flustered, she acted swiftly and said, “My name’s Kaori.” It was rather awkward, the way in which she spoke, but she refused to dwell on that. Instead, she continued by asking, “What is your name?” However late she was, at least it was better than if she would have forgotten altogether.
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RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - April 17, 2017

It seemed as though his pitch had caught the attention of the downy girl and Rannoch's expression turned thoughtful as his ambitions were questioned. "I didn't have the best childhood," he began after a pause, the turquoise of his eyes soft as he briefly recalled his upbringing. "After everything that happened to me, I left the valley for a few months and learned about myself and what I needed to be happy." There was a light shining through his tone as if the subject matter were making a turn for the better. "That's why I came back here to find my brothers, Cypress and Rian. I knew that I wanted to be with my family and knew that I couldn't go back to my home at Neverwinter Forest. That's when Rian and Cy came up with the idea of heading out on our own. After being on my own so much, I felt like we could never truly thrive with the three of us, so that's when we began inviting others into our ranks with different skill sets." he smiled at this, finding himself quite fond of the newer recruits. "It just so happens that we've been able to relate with those who have joined because they also have experienced similar things in their lives. It's crazy to find somebody like it-- makes you feel less alone." Rannoch thought of this as fate, as it seemed as if their interactions had been guided by the hands of fate. Coming to his conclusion, Rannoch felt satisfied with his explanation. "So, basically, we just want to make a group that can all thrive together." His tail wagged at his, feeling proud of their progress thus far. 

The conversation then shifted to Kaori and Rannoch listened closesly as she disclosed her interests. "Yes, that would be very helpful," he expressed quickly, his interest apparent in the facade he wore. "We have a member, Rose, we also know some medicine, but, I don't see any harm in having two who are skilled in this." As far as her dabbling in Botany? He was very keen in regards to this aspect. "Though, as great as two medics would be, having a Bonatist would be particularly useful." He smiled quickly as he spoke his mind: "Regardless of what you choose, I think you'd be a wonderful fit." 

It was as Kaori introduced herself that Rannoch realized that they hadn't exchanged names. "Nice to meet you, Kaori," he replied, his voice genuine and his expression soft. "My name is Rannoch."


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - June 16, 2017

From her mouth did not a single sound escape, ears upright and attention honed in on the male before her. As his tale was spun and his reason shared, she listened just as eagerly as a child might towards her mother’s bedtime utterances, finding the past to be just as important as the present and future alike. And as his voice slowed to a stop, she felt a shy smile attempting to slip into her expression, resulting in the discreet upturning of the corners of her lips. “I can appreciate your intentions,” stated the girl, her voice having nearly lost its way within her throat. Although her nerves had since begun to settle gradually, the point at which they would be shed in full had yet to arrive. “I think it’s—it is—nice,” added the lamb. “Your brothers and you must be very kindhearted.” It sounded to her as if they were the same as those within her family—the ones that lived so terribly far away, whose lives and choices had been shared with her through the tellings of her mother’s memories. It was reassuring, truly, and led her to believe that the balance and peace her mother sought to maintain actually existed.

The skill which could be contributed was useful, it seemed, a statement that made the flesh beneath her ravenesque coat heat up considerably; such words were ones that she could not yet feel comfortable with when hearing them exit the mouths of males. Twisting her thoughts and setting her eagerness loose in another direction were the results of her youthful peculiarities, the young dragoness having quickly found herself set on becoming a wonderful Botanist. “I will focus on botany,” she decided aloud, eyes of powder seeking some sign of approval within his gaze. “My mother is a Medic. I should not follow so closely in her steps that I become her shadow.” With that, her decision was finalised. Kaori loved her mother, that she would never deny, but to become a perfect replica of the woman was something that she could neither do nor wanted to try.

At last, the boy was given a name: Rannoch. It was interesting, the syllables falling together in a way that she had never before heard—which, she noticed, seemed to happen each and every time she met someone outside of her family. Perhaps, she wondered, they often felt the same about her own moniker, but never would she be able to bring herself to ask. Instead, she said, “It’s nice to meet you, too, Rannoch.” A pleasure, she knew, that she was lucky to have experienced.



RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - June 19, 2017

Rannoch observed the ebony lamb with interest, his eyes trained on her delicate features as she picked carefully through her words. He was flattered by the praise that the cornflower-eyed girl gave him and his siblings and, to react to her kindness, he bowed his head briefly and flashed her a soft smile. 

The subject matter changed, and she then focused her thoughts on her ambitions. Rannoch was patient as she worked through what she wanted to do with her life and then it came to her: bonitary. His eyes brightened as this and offered an encouraging nod. "I think that sounds fantastic," he offered after a pause, taking a moment to reflect upon just what this would mean for the pack. It would be incredibly helpful to them all to have such skills. "And I think the others would like you." his smile grew as he elaborated: "Would you want to meet them?"


RE: We don't like when visitors come - Kaori - July 23, 2017

Sorry times a thousand for the long wait, oh my god. I will manage my time better from this point onward. “orz

During her time spent with her mother, Kaori had never really been made to figure out her future. Each lesson had intrigued her, for the most part, and she’d known that she would have all of the time in the world to decide on the type of life she’d like to lead—well, not necessarily all of the time in the world, she’d come to realise. No matter, the gentle shove from the nest had forced her to spread her wings and, by doing so, she found herself pursuing something other than her mother. Botany was similar to what her mother did, of course, but the slight differences were prevalent enough to satisfy her; the encouragement offered further solidified her decision, too.

As the offer to meet the others was extended, she found herself unable to respond. At first, her skin began to heat up whilst her stomach tied itself into a knot, her entire being made uneasy by the mere thought of meeting others. Yet, the more she thought about it—and the longer she looked at him—the faster her anxiety faded away. Still, it was with a great deal of hesitance that she nodded and said, “I would love to meet them.”



RE: We don't like when visitors come - Rannoch’s Ghost - August 04, 2017

Rannoch smiled at Kaori's remark and nodded, evidently pleased that she had accepted his invitation despite her apparent hesitance. Doing his best to make her feel more comfortable, as he kept their conversation lighthearted,  Rannoch lead Kaori towards where the pack had settled. He knew that she was most likely preparing to undertake the daunting task of meeting those she did not know and he hoped that all would go well. 

As the pack settled for the night, Rannoch checked in on the twilight-pelted lamb to see how she was doing. Despite her initial reluctance, she seemed to be doing well now that she had met the gang. Pleased with the result, Rannoch bid her a good night and made his way to where he slept near Cypress and Rian. Curling next to his brothers, the leader sighed with satisfaction, as he felt that he had put in a good day of work for the pack by recruiting a promising new member.