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And all the storms you've been chasin' - Reiner - September 04, 2019
Ripping asunder the meal he caught, the Bull is freed once more. Shadewood Keep’s walls have fallen—time and time Cry proves himself unfit to follow his teachings, and in the end, the pack itself dissolved into chaos. Befitting, for the Bull came to these Wilds with the simple intentions of causing disorder. Alas, he is finally onto the next journey.
Massive jaws chomp upon the bird, devouring it slow in attempts to savor the taste while the waves crash in the distance, and the sun setting over the horizon.
RE: And all the storms you've been chasin' - Cordelia - September 08, 2019
Cordelia had been at the pack meeting but understood little of the significance of what everyone had been saying. She could tell there had been strife between members of the pack but had nothing to back up anyone's claims. Over the next few days, more and more wolves left the confines of the border until there was no one left. Not having a good foot in with any one of the packs she had been left behind without a word.
She was once again left alone in an unfamiliar place far from her homeland. Once again she needed to find someone to help her, but avoid the supposed savages of this land. It was getting late and nightfall would be upon her shortly.
Hearing a rustling in the distance she became warry, unsure of who or what may have been causing it. Braving through it she proceeded forwards hesitantly, ears on a swivel, light on her paws. As she moved forward a clearing between the trees came into view. There a large dark male devouring a bird stood. A member from Shadekeep she never had a chance to introduce herself to.
A truly imposing being. The only thing keeping her present was the reassurance that Cry wouldn't have allowed a savage in his walls. Perhaps he would be willing to help.
RE: And all the storms you've been chasin' - Reiner - September 23, 2019
Oh, but he is the savage Cry let within the Keep. The blue-black male unable to resist the strength and cunning knowledge of destruction the Bull held under his belt. In a roundabout way, it is he that caused the Keep to fall. He whom planted the twisted seed within their dear leader towards corruption.
Breaking bone between his jaws, he enjoys the loud crunches, purposefully making it gruesome.
His ear twitches at the rustle, shifting his blank gaze towards the speckled woman nearby. "What do you want," is what his body language says.
RE: And all the storms you've been chasin' - Cordelia - October 06, 2019
She could hear the snapping of the fragile bones of the bird, seemingly odd since bones were not very nutritious. At the sound of her rustling, he turned his head not very welcoming of her presence. He said nothing but of what she could remember of him she didn't think she had heard him speak prior.
"Sorry to interrupt... I don't believe we've been introduced. I'm Corra." she said introducing herself taking one step forward out into the clearing. "Do you have any plans now that the pack has disbanded?" she questioned making small conversation and also finding out if it's possible that she might be able to follow along.
RE: And all the storms you've been chasin' - Reiner - October 19, 2019
The Bull does not care who she is, regardless of their past similarities. Though she may have been a minion of Cry’s, he is freed from those bonds. An exhale is all he offers in response to her name, halting in his action yet not dropping the bird from his grip.
Brave she is, however, for treading another foot nearer him. Plans? The beast gives a single shake of his massive head; no, no exact plans. He waits for the next to pick him up off the road, or perhaps he will have to force his way in if the thought appealed to him one day.
RE: And all the storms you've been chasin' - Cordelia - October 21, 2019
A sigh and a shake of the head was all she received in response. She had expected him to offer his own name but it was clear he wasn't much for words. Though it was odd, it was strangely comforting. Words required a level of skill, not to say he did not possess it, but one could say one thing and mean another. Hiding true intentions behind a sweet tone and sense of whit. But actions spoke louder and even though he did not express fondness towards her it was nice knowing where she stood without having to wonder too deeply.
"And would I be right in assuming you do not desire a traveling companion?" she asked. Leaving him with a simpler yes or no question. She would need to find other means if she was correct, but it would be better then attempting to force herself onto another undesiring of her.