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inner moonlight - Ginsberg - August 22, 2018
The vagabond had grown to like the hollow in the first few days of staying there. She knew that there were more things she ought to seek, but the solitude of the territory was calming and had managed to soothe a portion of the wildness in her bones – albeit, only for a moment. Ginsberg had found good food in the dale, granting her temporary hunting grounds and a quiet reprieve from the noise of the outside world. There were not many who made their way through the dip in the mountains. When she was not feeling sociable, she could find hidden places to conceal herself until they departed and she was left alone again.
The wind whisked overhead and toyed with the branches in the trees. The mountains were quiet, even from the sound of birds. Ginsberg moved beneath the looming foliage with a sway of her frame and a watchful glint in the sea green of her gaze. The scent of rabbit had been on the air before the winds had shifted their gale, and the wild wolf was on the hunt to sate the burning in the pit of her stomach.
RE: inner moonlight - Mona - August 23, 2018
these days, mona did not travel far from the valley. unlike tindome and its histories, its tensions, bearclaw was full of an inviting and familial warmth that satisfied the wayward child. but the cardinal still had her wanderlust, and today it led her into an adjacent territory. the scent of rabbits hung in the windswept air, and mona began to search for the velveteen beasties, humming beneath her breath.
she did not catch the fragrance worn by the solitary woman; quite oblivious, the flash of red fur continued on her way, not truly hungry but wanting return with something for the caches. but the summerglowing of the hollow was soon too beautiful to ignore; the girl paused her hunt to marvel at the greenery roundabout.
she did not catch the fragrance worn by the solitary woman; quite oblivious, the flash of red fur continued on her way, not truly hungry but wanting return with something for the caches. but the summerglowing of the hollow was soon too beautiful to ignore; the girl paused her hunt to marvel at the greenery roundabout.
RE: inner moonlight - Ginsberg - August 25, 2018
Were it not for her watchful gaze, Ginsberg would have missed the flash of red that was hidden between the brush. Instead, her eyes locked to the figure of the scarlet stranger with a flashing pique in interest; she had thought at first that it was a behemoth fox. Drawing the scent on the wind, the wild woman noted the cool hints of pack that clung to the stranger's frame. It was not one that she had scented before, but still remained strong against the other's figure. The two-toned feral lifted her head and peered around for signs of others who might have sought to join the red woman on her hunt. When she was satisfied with her searching, Gin returned her attentions to the stranger and began to follow at a distance.
It seemed that the scent of rabbit had – perhaps – lured the other into the hollow, as well. It did not take long for the two wolves to lose sight of their intended target, distracted either by the beauty of the hollow, or the presence of an unknown stranger in the dale. Ginsberg drew closer to the fiery female, and when she found that she had pressed her luck far enough, she exhaled her breath in a low chuff to the other wolf.
RE: inner moonlight - Mona - August 31, 2018
a low sound; mona turned to see a wolf cloaked in spilled ink and moonglow, verdant gaze trained on the cardinal. transfixed by the fierce appearance of the she-wolf, the mayfair paused and then began an affable approach. the other had given her no reason to fear, and the girl was fascinated.
when she had drawn close enough, mona gave a gentle wave of her scarlet plume. with distance still between them, she did not speak, but gathered the details of the woman she had decided was some sort of warrior. with luck, a story or two would come from this meeting. and so for now she was quiet, waiting to see if the other would welcome her company beyond a glance.
when she had drawn close enough, mona gave a gentle wave of her scarlet plume. with distance still between them, she did not speak, but gathered the details of the woman she had decided was some sort of warrior. with luck, a story or two would come from this meeting. and so for now she was quiet, waiting to see if the other would welcome her company beyond a glance.
RE: inner moonlight - Ginsberg - September 05, 2018
The scarlet stranger seemed friendly enough, greeting Ginsberg with a gentle wave of her tail. The darker female regarded the other with a careful expression. She allowed her sea green gaze to roam the figure of Mona with piqued interest. There was a humming in her ears, but other than that there was only silence. Most had offered a verbal greeting of some sort upon crossing paths with the wildling, but this red-painted female was different in this. It seemed that she was testing the waters to see if she was welcome or not. Though she preferred to be alone, Ginsberg did not turn the other away. It was better to start off with friends instead of enemies, she had found.
“You live here?” the shadow inquired with a careful glance toward the emerald gaze of the stranger. The scent of wolf had been relatively strong in that area, so Gin had not been sure if the territory was looking to be claimed or not. Some of the quiet assumptions were correct, though the wildling had no idea that they existed. She was – indeed – a warrior, but she still had years before she would reach the prowess of her father.
RE: inner moonlight - Mona - September 07, 2018
when the other spoke, mona noted the deep femininity of the tones and flushed beneath her already-crimson cheekfur. "no," came her airy rejoinder. "bearclaw valley." gesturing in its direction, the mayfair turned her attention more fully upon the stranger.
"i'm mona," the firebrand offered, accompanying the words with a gentle smile. but as ever, in spite of her best efforts at the elegance instilled in her by rowan, mona felt anxious before the searching eyes of the other wolf. for what if she misspoke or some flaw was uncovered? yet there was nothing to do but wait; she saw no reason to say more, lest she bore her company so quickly.
"i'm mona," the firebrand offered, accompanying the words with a gentle smile. but as ever, in spite of her best efforts at the elegance instilled in her by rowan, mona felt anxious before the searching eyes of the other wolf. for what if she misspoke or some flaw was uncovered? yet there was nothing to do but wait; she saw no reason to say more, lest she bore her company so quickly.
RE: inner moonlight - Ginsberg - September 20, 2018
The woman responded with a soft voice, offering the name of a place called Bearclaw Valley. Ginsberg’s features should have been evident; she had no idea where that was. Of course, since she had only just arrived in the Teekon Wilds a short time before, she didn’t expect to know any of the nearby names. Out of politeness, the feral girl followed the line of the red woman’s muzzle to the direction of her home. Gin would have no idea just how far away she meant, but she nodded her muzzle downward only once to signal that she understood. Then, she had expected that to be the extent of their conversation. Shortly after, an introduction was offered.
The red wolf had become Mona with but a single phrase. The feral offered a soft smile of understanding and drew her skull upward. “I’m Ginsberg,” she then stated in a steady tone. There was a youthful confidence there, but she carried the weight of months of travel in the jagged lines of her shoulder fur. It was safe to say that Mona should have felt a titch anxious under the watchful gaze of the looming shadow… but she had given Ginsberg no reason to do her harm.
RE: inner moonlight - Mona - September 24, 2018
ginsberg. her voice was smoke and oil; mona saw the danger inherent in her quiet gaze. she straightened beneath the other's appraisal — mona was not one to be put off by any creature. and, after all, she did not think she would be attacked this day. her swampgreen eyes traversed the other's features with a lingering intrigue, and then mona blinked. "do you want to go hunting?" she inquired in a direct tone.
horrow crossed her face like the shadow of a ghost; the firebrand was rarely so bold, and certainly not to strangers! but she decided to own her possibe misstep rather than quail; quietly the bearclaw wolf awaited an answer, nerves thrumming in her belly.
horrow crossed her face like the shadow of a ghost; the firebrand was rarely so bold, and certainly not to strangers! but she decided to own her possibe misstep rather than quail; quietly the bearclaw wolf awaited an answer, nerves thrumming in her belly.
RE: inner moonlight - Ginsberg - September 27, 2018
In a single moment, Mona had positioned herself as someone worth being around. It would have been difficult to explain what had shifted in the wildling’s mind - what had caused her to perk and become invested - but it could easily be summarized by the fact that the red woman had found a direct approach to a question. Ginsberg allowed a ghostly little smile to curl the edges of her features and draw her expression upward. The prospect of a hunt sounded perfect. It didn’t bother the shadow that she knew nothing about her hunting companion. Gin was confident enough in herself to be able to maneuver out of any dangerous situation before it was too late.
“Yes, that sounds fine,” she responded with a sweeping gesture of her muzzle. There was a motion, as if she were pointing where she had been trekking before the firebrand had appeared. “I had scented hare, but they may have fled. Maybe we can find something better,” the shadow suggested. Without waiting to see if the other woman would agree or follow, Ginsberg set out through the tangle of landscape and made herself secure within the hollow. If she knew herself, she would know the ease of the hunt.
RE: inner moonlight - Mona - October 01, 2018
no scorn came; mona felt herself pale internally with relief. in the next blink, her keen gaze had followed the line of ginsberg's muzzle. and before she could answer that she had been eating rabbit almost exclusively for several days, and would certainly not mind the change, her dark companion set off at a gait that mona scrambled to match.
slim crimson legs sweeping her alongside ginsberg, mona marvelled in silence at the foliage turned autumn-red and rich still with a beauty that seemed ageless. perhaps it was her romantic heart, but too often she thought of what it would be like to be with someone in a place such as this. and with a start mona realized that such a person had no face any longer. for so long nathaniel had the one of whom she had thought, the little mayfair did not realize he had faded.
ironic, backwards; mona tried to hide the visible and sudden tremble of her lips by ducking down her muzzle to scent the earth.
slim crimson legs sweeping her alongside ginsberg, mona marvelled in silence at the foliage turned autumn-red and rich still with a beauty that seemed ageless. perhaps it was her romantic heart, but too often she thought of what it would be like to be with someone in a place such as this. and with a start mona realized that such a person had no face any longer. for so long nathaniel had the one of whom she had thought, the little mayfair did not realize he had faded.
ironic, backwards; mona tried to hide the visible and sudden tremble of her lips by ducking down her muzzle to scent the earth.