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as the stars fall - Falwasi - October 02, 2014
[size=x-small]For @Scimitar - the pre-spar thread :)[/size]
The long-legged she-wolf strode into a clearing peppered with a moderate amount of oak trees, large grey clouds hanging in the sky. The air was still warm, and the comforting breeze blew through the array of trees, ruffling Falwasi's velvety fur. The sun was about to start to set, and she could see it slowly making its way down west. She was always frisky in the autumn; the weather gave her a little buzz of energy here and there thanks to the bitter warning of winter's approach.
She had thought of Bazi lately. The plush white creature hadn't made an appearance in a while, and her scent was starting to become stale within the lands. It made Falwasi slightly uneasy - Bazi was the first friend she made when she joined the pack and she missed the Alphess' presence, but she assumed she was on a mission and that she would return to her pack soon.
Falwasi had also thought of becoming a warrior, considering she had been one in her previous pack. She had always enjoyed sparring with her pack mates, but as the pack's numbers dwindled, there wasn't much of a variety of wolves to fight with. She didn't know of any warriors in the pack, but figured they all knew how to fight anyway. It was one of the wolf species most important traits - survival.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - October 03, 2014
Evening would soon settle upon them, but Scimitar was anything but ready to settle down as well. The agouti male roamed the edge of the creek, his paws sinking in to the wetter ground. His thoughts were seemingly hollow, his turmoil gnawing at his stomach. His life had drastically changed from only a year before when he had first waltzed in to Neverwinter Forest borders with his friend Luka. At first, he had believed it to be for the better.. now, after Bazi had pulled yet another one of her shenanigans.. he wasn’t quite convinced.
As the grey sky revealed hints of orange behind the cloud cover, he cast his eyes upon a familiar figure. Falwasi seemed like a potentially good fit for the creek, despite the dramatic interlude they had held prior. It only fueled the fact that none of the members took him seriously within the lead ranks, and at times.. he simply wondered if he should wash his paws clean of it and travel south. Kaskara would go with him, hopefully.. and he could even erase this chapter of his life.
Hesitating only a moment before moving to close the distance between them, the regal gave a nod of silent greeting to the she-wolf. He offered no verbal cue of anything – his teal eyes searched her features, hoping to gain any insight to her thoughts currently and finding nothing more than a closed book.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - October 03, 2014
The sound of a wolf's footsteps crunching through the dry, yellowed grass jolted Falwasi out of her reverie. She turned her head hastily to find the turquoise eyed Beta waver for a second before walking towards her. Another soft breeze drafted through the air, aerating her body. He looked over her face, giving her a muted nod. The tall wolf angled her face hardly diagonal to Scimitar, "Hello." she said serenely, bowing her head. All thoughts of Bazi dissipated, those of their encounter a few weeks ago occupying her attention. Their previous discussion hadn't been one of pleasantries, and she secretly hoped the brawny male wouldn't hold her to it.
A golden glow gleamed in the sky. Falwasi was standing side-on to it, the light casting a dark shadow on one half of her face, her light brown fur appearing black, the color of areas of Scimitar's pelt. She scanned his body briefly, her eyes freezing on his shoulder. A deep scar ran along the muscle, clearly visible due to the fur parting on either side of it. Falwasi looked up at him and hesitated before she asked delicately: "How did you get that?" She needn't explain what she meant by 'that'; she was sure he would have seen her spot it - she had made no attempt at hiding it. Every wound - new or old - had a story behind it. Falwasi had few of her own, all buried beneath her thick fur like an old secret.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - October 07, 2014
Had his heart not been so enthralled still by the ivory creature that had recently abandoned him, Scimitar’s eyes might have wandered over the lovely curves of the honeyed woman before him. The light played upon her pelt, casting her in a warm glow that rivaled the darker cinnamons of his own pelt. She looked over him intently – attention that might have stirred discomfort in him before, but now only intrigue settled upon his features when her eyes fell upon the scar of his shoulder.
Falwasi, he was beginning to notice, did not hold back on her curiosity. The question was posed, and he glanced down to the shoulder as well, studying it thoughtfully. “It was a token from the Beta male of The Sunspire pack. He came to our borders and was in a rampage and swearing at Bazi about recent events that had transpired between the two packs. I told him to desist his treatment of her in that manner.. he didn’t listen. He told me he’d rather rip my face off and feed it to me.” There was a small pause, his lips twitching in a wry smile. “So I showed him I meant business. As you can see, my face is still here.”
There was a level of pride in his tone now – not one that spoke of a cocky victory, but one that reveled in the familiar sense of battle. Tuwawi and frowned at his rash actions in the past.. but to Scimitar, he would do anything to protect this pack – if that meant a fight, so be it.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - October 08, 2014
As he disclosed the reason behind the scar, he smiled a sardonic smile along with the words, “So I showed him I meant business. As you can see, my face is still here.” Falwasi couldn't help but return the warped smile; it was contagion. "It certainly is." she said with slight facetiousness. "You seem to like to fight." she remarked. Scimitar was well-built and packed with muscle, a crucial physical aspect to a warrior. She could be mistaken, though.
The ball of fire wasn't close to disappearing - slower than Falwasi thought it would do. She could see hinting of creamy blue sky dotted with dusty pink clouds pressed on the thick layer of warmth and the saffron glow, which would abandon the two wolves soon and declare nightfall.
The competitive wolf couldn't help but think of what the outcome of their precedent encounter would have been - would the robust male have won the fight? Or would the agile she-wolf have overcome him with her rapidity? Although it picked some interest, Falwasi was glad the fight hadn't actually happened, no matter who would have come out the victor; some risks weren't worth taking.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - October 11, 2014
He blinked at her remark, curious to where it had come from -- perhaps it had stemmed from his display of dominance over her that day by the lake? Or, simply a statement at the level of enjoyment that had obviously revealed in his tone when discussing the fight. His shoulders lifted in a shrug, a subtle nod given. "I enjoy sparring," he countered with a flick of his tail. "But if there's a need to truly fight, then I like to remain prepared."
"Shadow, during his time here, made a formidable partner," he offered her then, his eyes flashing in the direction of the lissome female. It was a slight warning in his words -- Scimitar had never considered himself unbeatable, but Shadow's agility had kept the tawny wolf on his paws.. and as such, he held no doubt he could prove to be dangerous to any of his pack mates. "And you? Do you enjoy it.. or do you find it reckless?"
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - October 12, 2014
Falwasi held in a breath at the ominosity hidden beneath the Beta's words. It didn't last long before Scimitar asked her a question. She dropped her eyes to the floor and snickered softly at the last remark, then returned her gaze to the male. "Do I like sparring?" she repeated, raising her eyebrows a little, "Yes, I do." she said, unable to hide a shy, yet charming smile. Her voice was full of warmth, unlike her usual serene one. On few occasions she behaved like this - but when she did she voice, face and eyes were full of fire.
The slender wolf often sparred with her brother in Eagle Mountain. They were a good match - he was strong, and she was fast. Both of them had to pay cautious attention to each others movements. Falwasi craved to know how he was doing, and sometimes thought about seeing him later on in the year, although the conditions wouldn't be ideal.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - November 02, 2014
Her statement was all he needed. Lifting himself, Scimitar gave his pelt a quick shake before steadying himself, his eyes studying her quietly. "Let's see, then," he murmured before giving a nod. There was nothing challenging in his tone -- Falwasi was a more loyal member to the Creek, and given the tensions the Creek had with their various neighbours, he wanted to see her skill for himself.
That, and her certainly wanted to test himself as well. He had quite a bit to improve on, and the simple fact that Shadow had been a formidable opponent only encouraged him to improve himself. The next time he and the sardonic male came to blows, he wanted to make it count.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - November 03, 2014
"Why the hell not?" the lithe wolf replied to Scimitar's non-malicious challenge. He stood up and gave his pelt a shake as he searched over Falwasi, who like so, stood up. Now they would fight, like they almost had the day on the lake, except this time it was not one of bitterness.
The she-wolf positioned herself, shifting her weight to her haunches, ready for the first move like she always did. Falwasi smiled inwardly, glad to finally get to spar in her new pack. The warrior trade was more of a habit to her, and she was appealed to become one because she had been one in her old pack, not because it was something she enjoyed doing. If she wanted to pursue the trade, this was her chance to prove she was skilled enough.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - November 09, 2014
Spar roll thread started here
There was a moment's pause as both awaited the other to make the first move -- Scimitar fully believed 'ladies first,' but when the tawny creature did not initiate, he had an awkward moment of whether to simply sit down and insist upon it.. or move ahead.
He chose to move ahead-- Falwasi could not always be the first to strike an opponent (perhaps she never had) and so he simply went with it. His ivory paws began the age old dance then, his figure shifting his weight as he lowered his muzzle drastically to protect his throat, while his ears slid back to his skull in protection as well.
With the first lunge, his jaws remained agape as his body pressed forward to roll a shoulder heavily in to her - he was willing to bet she was far more agile than perhaps even Bazi when they had sparred.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - November 12, 2014
[size=x-small]Resumed after spar.[/size]
As she finished with her signature move, Falwasi let out a soft and breathless laugh, turning and walking not very far away from Scimitar with a flick of her tail. He had put up a good fight — and so had she, but in the end it was the slender female who had conquered.
The male made no sound, and with furrowed brows she looked back at him. He was sprawled across the ground. "Scimitar?" Falwasi said gingerly, approaching him. Every step she took, her speed increased, and before she could blink she was by his side, at a respectable distance from his body.
Sticking out a long leg carefully in case the Alpha were to get up suddenly, having pranked her, she pushed her paw into his dark shoulder. He did not move. Backing away a couple of steps, she whispered: "Oh my God..." Louder. "Oh my God." Falwasi halted in her tracks, putting her head between her forelimbs, "What the hellllllllllll!" she said to herself.
Falwasi blinked hard, lifting her head from between her legs, then opened her eyes. There he was, still draped across the bristly grass. "Scimitar, this isn't funny," she announced calmly, having had enough of games. She feared if he were knocked out for real, the bear would be miffed with her. So she wait in the moonlit night sky, wind ruffling her feathery fur.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - November 18, 2014
They danced – it was a gentle shuffle, truly – both gave softer ministrations of snapping jaws than would occur in a true fight, and yet the tawny regal was pleased with the finesse the she-wolf presented him. She was usually one step ahead of him (most were, his bulk holding back any agility he might have) and offered insight to a few interesting ideas.
Indeed, when he thought he might even have her after she was beginning to wear him down, the cinnamon male leapt forward, aiming to push her in to the ground. That was when Falwasi pulled a very interesting tactic – her hind limbs lifted off the ground, much like he had witnessed a goat on a mountain, and before he could duck further to avoid the blow, her hind limbs would crack in to his skull. Everything went black in that moment.
He wasn’t sure how long he was out – in fact, as one eye groggily opened after minute’s he felt a sharp pain in his head. Falwasi was standing above him, though her words were missed in their context. He was far too preoccupied with recalling the events that had laid him to the ground.
It was then he remembered a rather feisty kick from his sparring partner. “You didn’t tell me you were half mountain goat,” he rasped out, wincing as he made to push himself up to his rump.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - November 18, 2014
Heaving out an unconcealed sigh of relief, Falwasi sat down as the Alpha stood up, clearly wincing as he did so. Well, she might have gone a little overboard. "Deer do the same," she answered to his sardonic, and maybe even snarky comment. It was true, she'd observed deer and moose make the same move. That was how she learned it.
Her answer was less of an apology and more of a defensive remark. Scimitar's comment made Falwasi want to laugh; in truth, she was half goat. Like she'd partially told Taltos, her name consisted of the word 'fallow', but also 'chamoisee', a soft color that not only belonged to her pelt, but to a Swiss goat too.
"Are you okay?" the grizzled she-wolf asked in a considerate voice, eyes showing a hint of concern as she lowered her head slightly, levelling her gaze with Scimitar's eyes. Falwasi was glad the cinnamon male was not obviously displeased with her, so she allowed herself to feel at least a little bit of guilt for her actions.
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - November 27, 2014
His pack mate seemed defense of his remark – one of pure jest, and so he inclined his muzzle slightly to reveal he had meant no harm, and allowed the conversation to leave there. Settling back to his haunches, now stiff, a small smile pulled at his lips to her concern. “My pride is bruised,” he admitted, leaning back slightly now.
Allowing a small pause between the two, Scimitar studied the she-wolf with light intrigue. “You have impressive moves. Have you considered holding training sessions for those at the Creek that might be interested?” He put a high amount of importance over the ability to fight – and should Swiftcurrent ever need to, he wanted the pack to be prepared.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - November 27, 2014
Falwasi was a quiet creature; less attack, more defense. Attacking was only a thing she did when it was required — when she or her pack mates were in jeopardy, or when her emotions became too much for her to handle. Not only did she behave like this physically, but mentally, too. She did tend to lash out more often verbally than physically, but otherwise she was purely in aegis.
She laughed breezily at Scimitar's comment, seeing his humour match her own. "I wouldn't have wanted to shatter it completely," Falwasi said, playful sarcasm just barely hinting her tone.
The burly male studied her silently. “You have impressive moves. Have you considered holding training sessions for those at the Creek that might be interested?,” he asked, to which Falwasi looked dissenting to. "I haven't," she replied simply. Stand in front of her pack mates and teach them fighting techniques? She could do it... but she didn't like, or even want to do it. The she-wolf was an introverted thinker, and standing in front of a crowd would be backbreaking
RE: as the stars fall - Scimitar - December 04, 2014
Last post for me! Thanks for the thread, love. <3
He snorted with light mirth at her returning comment, his eyes sweeping over her with interest. Falwasi was a surprising creature – and one he found he enjoyed the company of, even when she was thoroughly handing his ass to him. “You’re too kind,” he returned with a low rumble. Standing up now, the large beast gave his pelt a quick shake, as if to ward off the headache that now swam before his very eyes. His ears flickered in response to her statement, and while she did not seem eager for the opportunity, he also did not press as to why.
Instead, he could only assume she knew the offer to allow her to do such a thing was put forth, and she could either accept or deny it at any given moment. If she was not interested, he perhaps could find another who was – Dovev came to mind. Instead, the regal loosed a playful growl, his nose aiming to plant a nudge to her cheek before he pulled away. “I’m going to find Luka – see if he has anything for a headache. Try not to goat kick anyone else, hm?”
Of course, he was kidding – and flashing a small grin to the victor, Scimitar began to lope away, seeking out the swarthy male whom was aspiring to be a healer.
RE: as the stars fall - Falwasi - December 07, 2014
[size=x-small]Thank you <3[/size]
Falwasi smiled at the male's response to her sarcasm, and the shy curve of lips did not fall; Scimitar did not press on the subject of training sessions. She could see why he would be inclined to hold something of that sort. Although the ranks were filling up rapidly (more so than when Falwasi joined), there weren't many warriors among them. And with the neighbouring packs... warriors could be handy.
The sepia-shot male gave her unbroken cheek a nudge accompanied by a friendly growl. He announced his departure to go find Luka for some cure for a headache, and suggested in a droll manner that Falwasi not kick anyone else.
Then Scimitar loped off, leaving the fallow colored woman to wonder whether he was bluffing his physical well-being and assuring all he had was a headache. She stood there, lingering on the spot as she watched the male's figure gradually becoming nonexistent. Then she tore her gaze away and parted in the opposite direction, seeking a place to sleep.