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Everything must go - Breccan - May 24, 2019 He and his sister had been tasked with babysitting their younger siblings while Liffey and Rannoch took a trip to visit family. Breccan didn’t mind; he and Deshyr split the duties pretty evenly, and the puppies hadn’t given them too much trouble (I don’t think). He didn’t feel guilty asking @Deshyr to take charge for a little while when he decided to take a little venture outside of the hollow. Upon his departure, he promised to be back soon and that he would trade places with her and give her a break for a while. He set out south, ranging into the windswept flatlands adjacent to the hollow. The plants were alive with vibrant colors and the warm spring sun smiled down from overhead. He followed one of the winding creeks for a short while, and paused to step into the water, letting it lap around his ankles. Turning his face skyward, he watched as a lone bird circled high overhead, enjoying the peace and quiet and wondering how his parents’ excursion was going. RE: Everything must go - Wisp - May 24, 2019 Skippable unless noticed!
Wisteria left her sleeping place in Jade Fern Grove and roamed south, and as she did, she silently counted the beats of her paws on the soft spring ground. It was over 72 000 steps from her sleeping place to the spot where she caught a vole to scarf down, and another 33 812 steps to where she spotted another wolf leaving another forest in the very far distance. Only then did she cease her strides and prick her ears. Breccan was much too far away to recognize, and even if he was near, it was unclear if she would remember him in enough precise detail to tell who he was. His fur had always been pretty ordinary. To her this was a fat and healthy stranger leaving, presumably on a hunt, and she was quick to press her body low and tail him from afar, hoping to cash in on his spoils somehow. RE: Everything must go - Nunataq - June 02, 2019 The moor was not the first place of choice for Nunataq to hunt in, but with the summer right around the corner it had become a paradise for frogs. Where there was more water and more pools, their marital croaking songs filled the air every evening. And on one occasion the mute girl had found out that the members of amphibian orchestra were not only plenty here, but also easy to catch. For the next few weeks the "sea"-food was the main dish on her menu. No wonder that she was here today as well, fishing for the feisty little animals, and looking forward to a nice nap at the Bearclaw valley afterwards - belly full of frogs and the sunlight warming her sides. She was so focused on the task, that she would have missed Breccan's approach or his silent stalker's. However, the winds changed and brought a myriad of scents with them - those of two wolves being the most prominent. Nunataq's head shot up immediately and she tasted the air, as well as searched the area for the intruders. Life on her own had taught her to be wary of strangers, not least because they could be a fierce competition for limited resources. At this point both parties were quite far away from her, but she remained alert. RE: Everything must go - Breccan - June 03, 2019 The sound of the frogs eventually drew Breccan's gaze away from the sky, and simultaneously, the bird winged away. It headed toward Wisteria, and had Breccan followed its flight path with his gaze, there was a small chance that he might have noticed her. As it happened, though, he did not see her figure far in the distance; instead, he watched as a fat frog flopped from the bank of the muddy creek and into the water with a delightful plop. It was only by happenstance that he caught sight of another familiar entity; the wind was not blowing in his favor, and left him noseblind. But, despite the considerable space between them, he recognized Nuna's feathered coat with its darker points, and his heart gave a leap of excitement. She didn't seem to have spotted him yet, and it would have been much too simple for him to call out to her. Instead, he stepped carefully out of the water and began to trot briskly towards her, closing the gap between them. When he was a bit closer, he crouched among a patch of cattails and did his best impression of a frog, emitting a low-pitched ribbit. RE: Everything must go - Wisp - June 08, 2019 She followed after Breccan for a time, crouching low when a bird winged overhead lest he spot her, and likely would have ambushed him and stolen whatever food he managed to catch if not for the arrival of another. The wind did not favour her and Wisteria saw Nunataq long before she would be able to smell her. Breccan had, too; she watched from afar as he ducked into the reeds, headed for the other wolf. She took a long moment to take stock of the situation. There was an opportunity here for her to team up with one of the two and take out the other competitor, perhaps endearing herself to the winner enough to partake of their spoils. But there were frogs croaking off to her right, away from the pair, and Wisteria decided at length that grabbing a few morsels to eat on her own was much more worth her time. Off she went, slipping back into the shadows and away from Breccan and Nunataq. RE: Everything must go - Nunataq - June 15, 2019 Had Wisteria been brave enough, she might have teamed up with both of the wolves, but that part of making new friends was left for another occasion. Nunataq caught a whiff of movement, but did not see the Frostfur girl and eventually she deemed that the threat was no longer here and stopped thinking about it entirely. The off-tune foreign croak in the sound-ful and downright artistic chorus of the frogs, made her turn and seek the source. She had already recgonized her Cubanelle pepper in crime and it was a matter of time, before she located him. In order to prolong the game, however, she did not make it appear that she was purposefully looking for him, until all of a sudden her non-chalant character broke and she pounced at, where she believed her friend was hiding. Your choice, whether she finds him there or not. :)
RE: Everything must go - Breccan - June 17, 2019 From his hiding place -- which wasn't really much of a hiding place at all -- Breccan watched as Nuna located the origin of the sound and headed in his direction. All around him, the real frogs continued their sporadic chorus, and he was certain that she would have no trouble finding him, since he hadn't sounded anything like the actual amphibians. But she was moving at an indifferent pace, and he began to second guess himself; had she heard him in the first place? Suddenly, though, when she was only a few feet away, her demeanor changed. Unexpectedly, she lunged towards the reeds where Breccan hid, and he found himself face to face with her as she broke through the tall grass. He gave a yelp of surprise but recovered quickly; gathering his haunches beneath him, he raced away from her, paws sinking into the muck as he grappled for purchase. Without speaking a word, he invited her to chase him. His tail flagged over his haunches and he threw a glance back over his shoulder, open-mouthed and grinning as the frogs croaked their protest. RE: Everything must go - Nunataq - June 23, 2019 Bazinga! Breccan bolted from the reeds sooner than Nunataq was able to give him a victorious smile and let him see, how awesomely sneaky she had been. One cheeky glance over his shoulder and the game was on. She bolted after him, her stride considerably slowed and made awkward by the soft, uneven surface and shallow pools of water. But the scene of frogs scampering in every direction as the two wolves charged right through their wedding reception, made up for it. The Frostfur boy had grown not only in size, but stamina and speed as well. It was not easy for the resident Jalapeno to catch the Cubanelle now and, when she finally managed to come so close that the pepper cadet's tail was at a deliciously biting distance, she seriously considered promoting him. But first things first... RE: Everything must go - Breccan - June 24, 2019 The moor wasn't the best terrain for running; Breccan kept up a decent pace despite the sometimes-slippery surface, but he started to feel fatigued much sooner than he would have elsewhere. With Nuna breathing down his neck, though, he continued to run, his breath coming in short bursts of laughter as he looked back at her every few strides. She was getting closer, and when there was a flash of her fangs he realized that she intended to tag him by applying her teeth to his tail. He tried to accelerate, but only ended up spinning his proverbial wheels in the mud -- he hit an especially slick patch and lost his balance, resulting in his front paws sliding beneath him as he pitched forward. He landed face-first in a brackish puddle, and only had time to somersault over once before he found himself wondering if Nuna was going to fall right on top of him or if she would be lucky enough to avoid the collision. RE: Everything must go - Nunataq - June 30, 2019 Nunataq did not think much ahead, when she did things, which meant that Breccan's sudden slip and fall was totally unexpected to her. He went down and in an attempt not to lose her footing, in the very last second she made an awkward leap over the shot-down comrade and landed inches from, where his mud-covered face lied. The girl spun around and with a wagging tail, nosed all over the mud-covered cubanelle, playfully nipping at his ears and side of his face. She retreated then and with an amused grin in her lips stretched and let her hind end plop down in the mud as well. Nunataq leaned her head down between her forepaws, now being on the same level with Breccan and looked him in the eyes, laughing quietly about his mishap. RE: Everything must go - Breccan - July 06, 2019 All of this happened very quickly, but time seemed to slow for an instant as Breccan waited for the impact that he assumed would come when Nuna tripped over him. Somehow, though, she managed to twist her body over him and avoid bumping into him, but she still wound up sprawled in the mud opposite him. He un-braced himself and sat up, muck dripping from his face as he grinned up at her. She darted in close for a moment of teasing, then backed up enough to drop down and laugh openly at him. He was chuckling too, and his laughter only doubled as he pushed himself up onto all fours. Moving quickly, he straightened each of his legs, locking at the knee joints, and lowered his head slightly. His tail jutted out straight behind him. He hoped to catch her off guard, but he also knew that Nuna was an expert at reading body language, so there was a chance she would catch on and jump away before he began to shake -- which he did as swiftly as he could, sending mud flying in all directions. RE: Everything must go - Nunataq - July 10, 2019 Nunataq got out of the way of the mud shower a second too late. She got a handful in her eyes and had to retreat from Breccan, in order to rub the dirt out of them. The feeling was really unpleasant and, when she was finally able to look at cubanelle somewhat freely, her eyeballs were reddish and sore looking, tears running down her cheeks. She decided to make a counter-move and she pounced with her muddy paws at her friend. Whether she succeeded or not and how long did the mud-fight take, remains a mystery of the history. |