Sunbeam Lair natural obsolescence
All Welcome  October 10, 2018, 11:38 PM
Inari
Lone Wolves

He had made it this far. Upon finding the entrance to the cavern, the only one like this he had ever known, he could rest easier knowing that indeed, these were the familiar scapes of the Teekons. Even he found certainty, especially as he had delved deeper into familiar turns within.

So, with that, he had rested. A entire day, practically motionless after a small meager hunt--it was the greatest luxury he had known in months. When he rallied himself up and out again, the pale Rikudou came to the entrance of the lair and loitered near, slow and pensive in his every move as he picked along.

The sanctity of Ryūjin's old former claim had been kind to him so far, albeit lonelier than he had ever known it. Still, he tried to rejuvenate while he was here and take advantage of it, ghosts and all, since he had nowhere pressing to be just yet. Winter was his biggest concern, but this was nothing new--and he could spare a day, or two, or three? Or he couldn't, who knew?

Temptation of another night's rest kept his paws heavy. The winds that buffeted against his coat were cold, his bones were aching, and a whole mountain range was in his next direction. He stood facing the chill and knew he had to find some more food, too. He couldn't waste all of his time, if he intended to keep going eventually.

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October 13, 2018, 01:19 AM
Brynn
Easthollow
Gamma
She hadn't even meant to wander into the mountains, but now she was here and had spent most of the day exploring. Her breath came out in white puffs in front of her as she walked along the ridge. Sometimes she would stop and stare at something in the distance, thinking she had heard something, but would resume her pace when it became clear that she was still alone. She didn't mind the solitude; it was something she had taken for granted before coming to Teekon, but now pack life sometimes made her forget the difficulties of the lone wolf life, and she sometimes caught herself missing the times when she only had to worry about herself. 

Her pale yellow eyes caught movement down below, and she padded down off the ridge a little to investigate. Lifting her nose, she drew in the air around her and was met with fresh scent of a stranger. A few more tentative steps and she could see the pale stranger in the distance. She froze where she was, lowering her head a little before letting out a soft chuff. She watched the male intently but stayed where she was, ensuring there was enough space still left between them that she could run way if needed.

: 0/10  : 2/5
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
October 16, 2018, 12:29 AM
Inari
Lone Wolves

He stayed rooted where he was for quite some time and were it not for the cold winds, he thought for a fleeting second that he might not ever budge. When he finally tired of squinting against the chill, he managed a great sigh then picked up a shred of momentum to attempt to start onward--with no choice but to do so. He only made a few minuscule steps before his eyes found her, however, and this halted him immediately once again.

Delicately, he finished his last pawstep in slow motion, and watched her carefully as he did. He came as no stranger to all shades of reactions, and always, he sought to keep them as minimal; usually, he had little business with others anyway and it did him well to try to keep it this way.

Instinctively, his ears pulled back and his head sunk down--once the initial start of a stranger's presence wore off, and he could begin to get a grasp on the situation now that it extended past himself. 

So, since her chuff made him think she was amicable enough, he ventured forth a greeting of his own after a quiet, deep breath of his own: "Hail," he murmured, then chanced a more earnest glance at her finer details. Nothing seemed familiar, by sight nor scent (as well as he could tell from here). Inari was fine to be a no-one, though. "Passing through?" For lack of any specifics, it might help him find out more. Knowing nothing else about her, he left it at that for now.

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October 17, 2018, 12:18 AM
Brynn
Easthollow
Gamma
She lifted her head a little at the greeting, taking a few more steps towards the male. She hadn't really spent much time away from Easthollow since arriving there and before that, she tried to avoid interacting with others, so approaching strangers so far from home made her a bit nervous. Still, he seemed friendly enough, so when he asked if she was just passing through she nodded and said, Pretty much. She slowly moved a little closer. Just exploring some of the territory outside my pack's borders, she added as she moved. It had taken her so long to get used to being in a pack again that she hadn't even considered checking anything else out until recently. 

Offering him a small smile, she asked, What about you?

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Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.
October 17, 2018, 01:42 AM
Inari
Lone Wolves

He doesn't find it in him yet to move much. His tail only swayed a soft, almost hesitant little rhythm though--a further testament to his neutrality, and his harmlessness, he hoped. Also to help himself relax a bit.. since anything helped. He couldn't go so far as to say he was outright comfortable here yet, and now, because when would he ever be in the matters like these? But he was trying.

His ears gave a twitch, and mentioned pack already while he had nothing of the sort to counter with. He was one lone wolf and this roads ahead, and behind, were terribly vast. As for himself: "Yes, passing through.." he could admit to that for a roundabout way to say he roamed permanently. "A pack I ran with once.. they claimed land near here, and I stopped by to rest there a bit," his voice had quieted, and he did hope that his words didn't paint him as some loiterer--especially if her pack hunted somewhere in the vicinity. Sentiment had brought him back but it wouldn't keep him there long. "Is your pack near?" the wanderer asked as he tried to search her face--so he could steer clear. "I do not intend to stay long," he added, softly spoken, but serious still.

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7 hours ago
Brynn
Easthollow
Gamma
Brynn stopped walking and sat down at kind of an awkward distance from the stranger. She was bad at meeting new wolves and didn't know how close he would want her to be, but it would look even stranger if she got back up and moved closer, so she just went with it, cheeks heating a little. 

He stated that he had been part of a pack that lived here, and she wondered what it would be like to call this place home. It certainly wasn't anything like Easthollow, but it might be nice to be all secluded up here. Her old home was in mountains quite different than this, and she grew sad thinking about them. His question pierced her sad recollection, offering a welcome distraction from the thoughts about her past. Oh, um, they're not too close...Down in the valley, she answered softly, tilting her head in the direction of her territory. Don't leave on my account, she added, shifting her gaze away nervously. I mean, um, you don't have to worry about disturbing anyone here, she awkwardly elaborated. Well, um, anyone from my pack, I mean, she rambled. Seriously, why did she keep talking and making things worse? Her cheeks heated again and her ears fell a little. Sorry... she added shaking her head a little. Inside the security of her pack's borders she had no trouble talking to others, but out here, for some reason, she turned into a rambling weirdo.

: 0/10  : 2/5
Sometimes, I feel the fear of uncertainty stinging clear, and I can't help but ask myself how much I'll let the fear take the wheel and steer.