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their dreams lie shattered here - Bazi - October 31, 2014 Maybe @Maera will join me? :D I can't find any descriptions of what DFG looks like, except something about forests, so I'm going to assume they pack lives.. on the edge of the glacier, in a forest? I don't understand. :( Can you describe it? Is it like this? http://static.squarespace.com/static/527a54a0e4b04221e2d0368e/527a58a2e4b06a8b36f1d05c/52852b42e4b09ebacdddc90b/?format=1000w
Gone. No Njal, no Tuwawi. Danica departed to inform the incumbent alpha of Bazi's arrival, leaving the worn and tattered girl to gather her strength among the tall, dark pines. The air smelled of melt-water and ice. Bazi took a deep, cleansing breath, closing her eyes. Glaciers, rock, and ice had made up large parts of her biological family's range, and this was the closest she had come to arctic conditions since waking up on the borders of Swiftcurrent Creek. It smelled wonderful, but it did not smell of the family. Their dreams lay shattered her, and that thought chilled Bazi to her very core. Presumably, the wolves denned in the forest rather than on the ice. That much water had to end up somewhere, and she guessed that the run-off pooled in a lake that in turn fed the forest. But it was too dense, and she was in no condition to explore. Bazi eased onto her roiling belly (it was struggling with fresh food) and began to groom her yellowed forelegs - something she had stopped doing two weeks into her incarceration. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Maera - November 05, 2014 omg hi babyyyy! um i'm not quite sure, I suppose it does look similar to that pic, we can take this to Mae's secret hide out if you want -- it's basically a hollow log filled with all her little treasures
Picking objects off the ground had served to ease the girl's mind somehow. With every little stone or feather she plucked out of the dirt she found comfort fill her heart and lungs. It was an unhealthy habit that would be frowned upon by most wolves but she didn't care. She no longer cared. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Bazi - November 11, 2014 Her body had suffered, but there was nothing wrong with Bazi's ears. The low thumping sound of small paws against the forest floor raised her nose off the ground. There was no scent yet. "Hello?" she called tentatively into the forest, squinting into the trees. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Maera - November 11, 2014
The little scavenger sniffed over the floor with boredom, plucking a ragged feather from the cold floor and clutching it tightly between her jaws. Though it was nothing but trash, Maera found feather the most wonderful of all, not only did she love running the silky object over her face and nose but she had also found that piling them up helped made a plush pillow inside her hollow log; this one was dirty and tattered but would still be making the trip back home with the young Sveijarn. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Bazi - November 12, 2014 It was Maera. Larger, with legs and ears that didn't quite fit her body, but definitely Maera. Bazi got slowly to her feet, tail wagging delicately around her ankles - she has to bridle her enthusiasm to keep from falling over. "Do you remember me, squish?" the yellow rag asked, moving haltingly in the pup's direction. It was a little upsetting not to be instantly recognised.. but she wasn't the girl's mother, or even related, and a few moons had changed them both. Suddenly, Bazi had an idea. She gulped down a big breath and blew the biggest raspberry her lungs would allow, spattering saliva all around her. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Maera - November 12, 2014
As she waited for a strange critter to crawl down the trunk of the naked trees or emerge from the fog with news, or intentions of taking her with her lost siblings she barely noticed the frail woman dragging herself to stand. Bazi was not even half the woman Maera remebered her to be; her immaculate white coat had been stained with a dirty yellow that simply hung from her body like a rag, and her eyes though they remained as blue as the sky were now dull and empty. Like her, Bazi had gone through the same road to hell, and was now crawling back -- like hopefully the fire child would. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Bazi - November 13, 2014 It worked - Maera squealed with delight, flinging her prize away dashing forward to greet her former leader. "Maeraaaaa!" Bazi copied smilingly, nipping at the youngling's soft, floppy ears whilst her toes were being lovingly slobbered on. "Who gave you permission to get so big?!" RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Maera - November 15, 2014
The little girl's body wriggled violently as she tried to climb on top of the female, even if she was no longer a tiny baby that could be picked up and cuddled like before (assuming there was even someone to do such things) she continued to push herself frantically close to the malnourished female's chest. She ignored the fact that she had various injuries and that she was probably to worn out to return her affection with the same strenght. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Bazi - November 16, 2014 It was Bazi's first hug since dragging herself out of the ground, and the best of her life. She curved her neck around the wriggling little body, smoothing its soft, golden fur with her tongue. What a beautiful wolf Tuwawi's little bundle was growing into! Maera stepped back to examine the damage. Gaunt features, yellow fur - Bazi felt wholly self-conscious under the pup's curious stare. "I ran," she answered, folding one paw over the other. "But I fell into a ravine - a big, rocky hole - and my leg broke. I had to stay there and wait.. for a really long time. But Danica rescued me." Half true. Danica hadn't dragged her out of the hole, but she was the reason Bazi had not died of exposure on her way to the Glacier. "I'll have to go home when I'm better. I left my pack to visit you and your.. and everyone, and now they probably think I abandoned them." Bazi cocked her head to one side. "So what's been going on with you? Any nice boys here?" It was either that, or talk about the girl's broken family. RE: their dreams lie shattered here - Maera - November 18, 2014
Maera's hazel eyes danced upon the woman's frame as she described her ordeal, falling down a hole, abandoning the Creek to check on them and having to wait out in the cold with an apparently broken leg. At the mention of this last part, the child --who had never had contact with an injured wolf -- jerked her head to inspect each and every one of the long pillar-like extremities the she-wolf sported. While it was clear one was not even brusing up against the ground as it should've been, she found it the thought of the seemingly good leg Bazi held up to be shattered on the inside. |