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In the spirit of the season, the leadership of Bon Dye encouraged its members to form small parties and pay visits to the park's other packs. They called it trick-or-treating with an emphasis on the trick. Although a generally peaceable individual, Pied's lips curled into an impish grin as she thought of the pranks they would pull on their neighbors. They would be harmless and all in good fun, yet still mischievous—at least, that's how she understood it.
Partnering with Hawkeye, her only real friend so far, and the pack's Omega, the troupe set out into the park. Pied had not left Blackfoot Forest since her arrival and was not familiar with the region. She enjoyed the chance to explore. They headed west, up and over the mountains, deciding to skirt the pack they smelled there and plumb further into the valley beyond. They came across an enormous lake, rested and watered there, then followed the river northwest against its flow. The journey took hours but Pied personally enjoyed every minute of it.
The shadows lengthened, gilding the terrain in a molten light so bright that it made Pied squint her heterochromatic eyes. She knew relief when the sun finally sank behind the sawtooths to the west, plunging the park into twilight. Her patchy ears pricked when she heard a distant but telltale rumble of thunder and that same impish smile found its way onto her pale face. A stormy autumn night would make the perfect spooky backdrop for their hijinx.
"I smell another pack," she announced as they neared a plateau looming ahead, marking the end of a sprawling flatland. "It's—" she began to say when the scent registered as familiar. Pied's jaw dropped. Koontz! she thought to herself. Although Koontz was technically her aunt, the two considered each other cousins. During their time together in Flightless Falcons, they had become good friends. Koontz had left several months before Pied's own departure and, until now, she hadn't known what had become of her companion.
Deciding that this changed nothing about their intentions, Pied decided not to mention the connection to her two companions yet. She did bark to get their attention, though, and when they stopped and looked at her, she said, "Okay, this is it. We've discussed several ideas"—they had brainstormed during their travels—"but now it's time to decide what we're actually going to do." She paused. "Let's vote. Since there's three of us, majority rules. I vote we call for the leadership and demand a treat." She smirked as she considered the ways this could play out, what with her secret connection to Koontz. "What about you two?" she queried as lightning pulsed against the dark skyline.
In the spirit of the season, the leadership of Bon Dye encouraged its members to form small parties and pay visits to the park's other packs. They called it trick-or-treating with an emphasis on the trick. Although a generally peaceable individual, Pied's lips curled into an impish grin as she thought of the pranks they would pull on their neighbors. They would be harmless and all in good fun, yet still mischievous—at least, that's how she understood it.
Partnering with Hawkeye, her only real friend so far, and the pack's Omega, the troupe set out into the park. Pied had not left Blackfoot Forest since her arrival and was not familiar with the region. She enjoyed the chance to explore. They headed west, up and over the mountains, deciding to skirt the pack they smelled there and plumb further into the valley beyond. They came across an enormous lake, rested and watered there, then followed the river northwest against its flow. The journey took hours but Pied personally enjoyed every minute of it.
The shadows lengthened, gilding the terrain in a molten light so bright that it made Pied squint her heterochromatic eyes. She knew relief when the sun finally sank behind the sawtooths to the west, plunging the park into twilight. Her patchy ears pricked when she heard a distant but telltale rumble of thunder and that same impish smile found its way onto her pale face. A stormy autumn night would make the perfect spooky backdrop for their hijinx.
"I smell another pack," she announced as they neared a plateau looming ahead, marking the end of a sprawling flatland. "It's—" she began to say when the scent registered as familiar. Pied's jaw dropped. Koontz! she thought to herself. Although Koontz was technically her aunt, the two considered each other cousins. During their time together in Flightless Falcons, they had become good friends. Koontz had left several months before Pied's own departure and, until now, she hadn't known what had become of her companion.
Deciding that this changed nothing about their intentions, Pied decided not to mention the connection to her two companions yet. She did bark to get their attention, though, and when they stopped and looked at her, she said, "Okay, this is it. We've discussed several ideas"—they had brainstormed during their travels—"but now it's time to decide what we're actually going to do." She paused. "Let's vote. Since there's three of us, majority rules. I vote we call for the leadership and demand a treat." She smirked as she considered the ways this could play out, what with her secret connection to Koontz. "What about you two?" she queried as lightning pulsed against the dark skyline.
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Calling by stormlight - by Pied - October 09, 2013, 01:47 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Hawkeye - October 09, 2013, 02:31 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Koontz - October 09, 2013, 03:07 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Cuan - October 11, 2013, 07:18 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Pied - October 11, 2013, 10:32 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Yildun - October 12, 2013, 09:02 AM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Hawkeye - October 14, 2013, 02:41 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Koontz - October 14, 2013, 03:10 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Pied - October 22, 2013, 02:50 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Hawkeye - November 11, 2013, 01:42 PM
RE: Calling by stormlight - by Koontz - November 11, 2013, 02:17 PM