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enter stage right - Jökull - May 19, 2017
I haven't written anything in, like, a year so my posts are gonna be wonky. Sorry about that!
The solemn sound of a rivulet drew her in yet it was the display of a shattered stone that gave her pause. Two halves of a whole leaning against one another, touching at the tip. The formation itself seemed sturdy but the wolf was not going to test it, even as she sighted the small passage just beneath the hefty rocks. The darkness - what little was visible - seemed to beckon. No doubt there was something there to discover. Most dismal places held some sort of reserve. But the rogue wasn't looking for material things. No. Jökull was more concerned with where she was and what she had to do in order to get her next meal.Being a rogue in general plain out sucked. This life, there was no pretty way of describing it. She began well enough, though that was probably because she was closer to home. The Enlysylik was something to fall back on should she ever run into trouble. True to form, she never did.
And as each day passed after the next, the further she traveled from the Enlysylik until there was no return. And her first impression of standardized pack life? Not good. Being in a pack saddled her with more convoluted anxieties than the life of a loner did. Jökull simply wanted fellowship whereas they wanted her cowed. There was definitely some disconnect there. She blamed her brutish brethren.
But as time grew immeasurably onward, so too did her knowledge of pack life outside of Enlysylik. Evidently being subservient was a good thing; it appeased the "higher ups." Beyond that, Jökull was clueless. It all seemed uselessly complicated. But still...if she couldn't do it on her own anymore, she might have no choice but to assimilate. To her horror, she did not find that as appalling as she did a mere month ago. Being full and fed was better than being hungry and dying.
Once coming upon the creek, Jökull rushed into the waters in childish merriment. The coolness seeped into her weary paws and she downed as much water as quickly as possible.
RE: enter stage right - RIP Tytonidae - May 19, 2017
I'm not sure I ever got the chance to RP with you when you were around before, so hello!
Tytonidae, born a Redleaf-DiSarinno, wandered about the Teekon Wilds with no destination in mind. She had lived on her own for too long, without the support of a pack. Sure, she had dabbled here and there, and her time in Sedona had been wonderful, but the minute Summer broke it to her that she was responsible for their lack of children, her heart had broken. She couldn't stay there, even with the support of his family. She had followed him for awhile, but when she caught a glimpse of him with another, she could not stand it any longer.
She headed toward the sound of running water, and Ty soon found herself approaching another wolf. "Another day, another brief encounter," she thought to herself, though not with malice. She woofed audibly (but kindly) when she came within earshot, then came up to the creek to drink. She eyed the other wolf for signs of aggression, but didn't immediately see any. Once she had taken her fill, she licked her lips, stepped back from the creek, and gave her standard introduction. "Hello, I'm Tytonidae."
RE: enter stage right - Jökull - May 21, 2017
Hello hello! c: Glad to finally RP with ya!
Lifting her cranium with a satisfied sigh, Jökull's near-black eyes scanned the area. Nothing popped out at her so she set her sights yonder. What met her inquisitive stare was unlike anything she'd ever seen before: an immense wall of ice reflecting the sun's resplendence lodged between two ridges. She has seen ice before, but never quite like this. Never so stupendous, glassy, or spellbinding.Bare to the intense colors of a setting sun, Jökull admired the glacier, forgetting for a moment her predicament. The longer she stared, the more she wished to visit. The glacier was far more impressive than this place. From this distance, the peaks appeared scalable, providing a vantage point.
Jökull's attention snapped to the wolf, body rigid. The sooty rogue caught her unawares, but she did not seem all that interested in her. Not at first. Jökull perceived her peacock colored eyes and her sleek build. By the smell of her, she didn't have a home either. It wasn't long before the wolf fastened her gaze on the Sveijarn, introducing herself.
"Jökull," she returned, not missing a beat. "You familiar with these parts?" Jökull wasn't one to beat around the bush if she couldn't help it.
RE: enter stage right - RIP Tytonidae - May 22, 2017
A name. A question. This was what she had been given to work with. Ty did not rush to answer, allowing the words to loiter in her head for a moment. Names were not something she forgot, even if it was a single encounter. Jökull was this one, and she had asked if Ty was familiar with "these parts."
"Mmm," came her answer, with a clarification following. "I was born nearby, but I haven't lived here for a long time. The landscape hasn't changed, but the residents have." Tytonidae was one of those residents, and she had moved on long ago. First from her birthplace to The Sunspire, then to Sedona, then to meander about the world at her own pace.
"Guessing you're not?" she asked.
He muttered something in response, but Ty couldn't quite catch it. Before she had a chance to reply, he was already scuffling away. She watched him for a moment, perturbed, then shrugged and went on her way. There was no need to follow somebody who obviously didn't want to be followed.