Phoenix Maplewood lady of apples

Aerasha was idle for quite a bit of time, patiently waiting for winter to pass. Though after simple relaxation of sleeping, eating, and minor walking, she decided to venture forth once more (not wanting to admit she feared becoming fat). So she went, though it was a shame that winter was still about, and beautiful scenes were hard to come by. The Princess yearned for the beautiful spring, or the color fall, but dreaded the summers to come. She couldn't handle heat too well, and preferred the other seasons over it. Shame though, because summer was very beautiful when it wasn't unbearably awful.

So she went backwards, retreating to an area that was remembered a few moons ago. A beautiful maplewoods, while not the sight of the heavens, it seemed beautiful no matter what season Pheonix Maplewood was in. She walked through, a slight hum ranging out.

Kaertok stuck to the bypass most days, but he told himself it was okay to venture just a little bit further today. He meandered outside of Legion's frail claim to a forest that sat north of the ridge. Kaertok hoped to do some hunting here, but he also wouldn't pass up the chance to ask anybody he came across for information about Rusalka and/or Raleska. He had not forgotten about her, nor would he anytime soon. He had to find his aokkatti, even if it meant holding off until the weather was warmer and Legion was on its feet.

The Tartok wolf heard a slight humming sound up ahead and, curious as he'd been since he'd been brought into this world, Sungiwok followed it to the source. It wasn't difficult to pick out the wolf among the trees, and he cleared his throat to announce his presence. Hello, he greeted simply. His posture remained neutral, although that could change in the blink of an eye depending on her reaction to him.

"Oh heeeeeeey.~" Aerasha was a friendly wolf, perhaps far too friendly for a loner, as she displayed no guard nor' hostility to the white wolf. Much less could be said to others, as not too many come up with a simple 'hello' before she does, and it was a pleasant change. She swayed herself over, much like a drunkard coming home from a party as the Princess approached the other, with her usual lopsided grin, and flowery aura emitting from her body.

"What'chaaa, dooin' out here?~"

Kaertok's eyes narrowed at the approaching wolf. Something about the way she spoke and moved made him uneasy. It ruffled his feathers, to say the least, and he took on a more prickly attitude. That wasn't too difficult for the Tartok wolf, who had never been overly friendly or sentimental. He was the practical type, although he certainly wasn't mean in most cases.

I'm looking for my friend. Her name is Raleska. Straight to the point, no need for introductions or any small talk. Something told him he didn't want to try and recruit this one. He could physically feel the personality clash between them.

She failed to see the change behavior, as Aerasha met many cold wolves within the times. A few seemed quite uneasy about her unusual persona, but alas, she continued on, uncaring the change, "Hummmmmm," she never heard that name, and tilted her creamy head, "I dunnno them.~" Though for all she knew, could've seen this wolf, but simply did not get a name. Common occurance, the Princess thought in wonder, as she was curious who the white wolf was looking for.

"I'm Aerasha.~" She greeted with a lovely smile.

lol @ personality clash

She was of no help, and Kaertok was of no help to her. She introduced herself, but by then, the Tartok wolf was already turning away, heading back to the bypass. He had no use for pleasant conversation, even less so when the conversationalist went on with that tone. It was degrading, and Kaertok was in no mood for that. He had better things to do, and he imagined she did as well. Or maybe not.

"Waaaait," the Princess started to follow after, "where's youuu goiiin.~" She had properly introduced herself and answered his question, but the other had no time to have fun with Aerasha. Couldn't even offer a banter of words, nor' a name! How absolutely rude, she thought, but also absolutely intriguing this wolf was. Not many would ignore the strange behavior that she had, most would at least say something about it, but no, this one dared to turn away!

Unfortunately he now attracted her.

She came after him, her simpering tone droning on. He felt he had done his best to remove himself from a situation he found most unpleasant, but she insisted on shoving it down his throat instead of letting him leave. That did not sit well with the Tartok wolf, and he could feel the pressure building. When she spoke the question, he stopped, spun around to face her, and lifted his lips to bare his teeth. A growl rumbled in the back of his throat, and his eyes bore into hers. His tail lifted straight behind him, and the fur along his spine ruffled. His message was as clear as day.

Unphased by his threatening demeanor, she did not change, "Ohhhh, sooo, you staying?~" Aerasha knew very well he did not mean well, and most likely harm, but she care not, and joked to the white wolf, who by the way, did not introduce himself.

"Sooo, whoo, are you?"

We can roll to see who wins if you wanna go that route. ;)

Apparently a threat was not enough. She spoke, ignoring his obvious warning, but Kaertok was already lunging toward her, ready to put her in her place. The white bear was a flurry of teeth and snarls as he catapulted himself in her direction. If she ran, he wouldn't chase, but for now, all he wanted to do was blow off some steam in the form of showing his strengths. The Tartok wolf was not a talker, and this insistence on following him around simply would not do.

he has an automatic win LOL

"Ohh nooo,~" Aerasha saw the man coming, ferocious as he displayed, she put on the persona of a maiden in distress. Oh how she needs a prince charming, even a mighty princess can do! Though down does the fake Princess go, as the man successfully lunged forward for she made no attempt to move or anything, and let fate decide what he would do.

It's getting fun.

LOL, I love the complete submission tactic.

Pushing her to the ground was easy. She didn't put up a fight, and Kaertok did not use his teeth on her. Satisfied with that, he backed away, snorting and shaking his coat. Content that she wouldn't follow him again, Kaertok trotted off, leaving her there on the ground. He hoped he never had the misfortune of running into her again. That voice was grating, and he wrinkled his lip at the thought of it.

Sike, his wish wouldn't come. The other seemed to count it as a victory, but Aerasha counted it as a game of play. While he begun to walk away, she only got up, shook the dirt and snow off, and continued to follow behind. Though slow, as she sashayed her hips to begun the follow, and if he was fast enough, most likely would lost the male.

"That's meaaaan.~"

Kaertok out!

The audacity of this wolf was too much for Kaertok to bear. Instead of leaving him alone, like any sensible wolf would do, she continued to follow him. He now assumed she was unstable in some way or another. Perhaps there was something wrong with her head, or she was diseased. Whatever the case, he was getting the hell out of dodge, and he would have to tell Arbiter about this one. He didn't like the thought of deranged wolves lingering so close to their borders, and her behavior was anything but ordinary.

Turning around once to snarl at her again, Kaertok bolted, leaving her in the dust and putting as much space between them as his legs would allow.

Fiesty- anddd, he is gone. What a shame! He was a funny guy, didn't say anything really, just a lot of barking and growling. Though his scent reminded her of someone very familiar.. Lost Creek wasn't it? With Treason and Terrance? Unlucky for him, while he left, he also left a scent that she knew of. Perhaps a visit would be in order, eventually.

Oh well.~