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unwanted - Cortland - December 30, 2018
the night is young, and the golden mayfair is most dreadfully afflicted, crippled unimaginably by the deepest despair known to wolfkind — boredom. he snorts a little irritably against the ground, glancing up from where he's curled on the cold earth toward the dark cloud-dappled sky. the stars he so loves remain shrouded, and he remains restless. he glances back down, frustrated, and rises to his paws. brief movement catches his eye, and he whips his head around irritably only to find his own twitching tail.
his ears flush a little, folding against his crown as he takes in the sight. irritation surges through him again, fueled by the restless tingle in his bones, and he lunges for the offending appendage. his agitation melts away almost immediately as he snaps fruitlessly at the wispy end of his bronze-tipped tail, replaced by childlike elation at the unfamiliar game. he turns at a dizzying speed, growling under his breath intermittently as his jaws snap. it's fun in a way he hasn't allowed himself in a long time, if he doesn't think about how embarrassing it'd be to be caught chasing his own tail.
RE: unwanted - Rannveig - January 02, 2019
DesPitE tHE SUN SETtINg weLL BEyoNd The realm of STorMrIFt, ThE nighT waS ToO fresHly sTArTED For RanNVeIg To CalL it a DaY. PROwLing ALONG THE shoal-litTErEd BEAch aNd fInDing noTHInG of inTerEST, RanNvEIG tuRnEd foR ThE CenTerlandS oF stoRMRifT’s ReACH, hOPing hE mIgHT fiNd A SIbliNg OR tWo tO tOrment.
WHAt HE fOUnd iNsTeAD wAS fAR mORe dELIGHTfuL — aHEad, THe gOLden FlarE Of whIrlIng fUr caUGht His EyE. seNtiNEl, KNoWn only TO HIm bY sight Alone, was GIViNg HeARTY (IF FRUStrATEd) chAse tO HIS tail.
raNNVeig WAsTed nO timE rEActiNG. with A sTupId GRin pLAstErED aCRoSs HiS STUPID FAce, thE maYFAir-CaIRn bOUnceD down to HIs comRAde, And thEN BEgAn hIS Own cIRclINg gAme oF CHASiNG hIS TaiL ALonGsIdE THe guarDiAN. AFTer aBoUt SIXtY rOtAtiOns, HiS WORLD STArTeD TO SPiN — AND WiTH a WiDE BeAMEd sMIlE, rAnnVEIG plUNgEd To the eARTH In A DiZzy Capsize.
MaN doWN!
RE: unwanted - Cortland - January 02, 2019
minor pp, lmk if its not alright ❤
he doesn't notice the other male at first, too distracted by the dizzying chase, but it doesn't take very long for him to realize someone is spinning beside him. it takes him a moment to bring his limbs to a stop, but the combination of momentum and dizziness sends him careening to the side. he goes down gracelessly just as he hears the other call something out, landing against something too warm and furry to be the earth. his ears flush as he realizes it's the other wolf and he scrambles to get up. he manages to remove himself from the other male, but trips himself again in his haste and tumbles to the ground a couple feet away. the second impact knocks the air from his lungs, and he can only lie in a dazed, breathless heap for a few moments.
RE: unwanted - Rannveig - January 07, 2019
ofc!
rannveig was clumsy at the best of times -- add a dollop of heavy dizzies, and he was downright disastrous. he fell to the earth and his golden companion fell alongside them -- there was a hasty (on sentinel's part) extrication immediately following, though admittedly rannveig was such a lazy shit he just remained prone on the ground, his breath heavily exhaling.
once the world stopped its incessant spinning, the grinning cur rose -- only to see sentinel had fallen a second time, and this time, didn't seem so concerned with rising.
peering over the prone stranger, rannveig's features creased in concern as he noticed that sentinel was stunned -- "hey, you ok? generally, you wanna try breathing. it's good for you, i think. i mean, you could not breathe, but i don't think that would work very well for you. "
the male seemed fine, or rannveig hoped so, but his definition of 'fine' was alarmingly fast and loose. after another apologetic smile, rannveig hustled away -- hopefully he hadn't just traumatized a packmate for life, or anything.