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All Welcome  December 02, 2018, 09:23 PM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

She'd come back to lands that were somewhat familiar.  Kinda.  At least she was pretty sure the lake she'd stopped by wasn't too far off.  Honestly, she'd been wandering around so long she could just be imagining things and have a mental map rather like a mobius strip.

Night was arriving, and it was definitely going to be pretty chilly, as nights typically were this time of year.  Skydance probably would be best off finding some sheltered place to huddle up for the evening, but at least here beneath the canopy the snow wasn't as dense and the air was just a tiny bit warmer.  First, though, she had to find somewhere that seemed safe and out of the way -- it would do no good to settle on some unhappy creature's den or the like -- so she was sniffing about, investigating.  So far, nothing interesting.  Old trails, maybe a couple of coyotes and a fox in the area.  Nothing really dangerous, so at least that was a good sign.

If she found somewhere good, maybe she could stay in the area a while.  This place was definitely more well-traveled by other wolves than the other side of the mountains.  So, a better chance of finding something permanent...  Or at least a traveling companion of some sort so she wasn't just having conversations inside her head.
December 08, 2018, 12:47 AM
Tusk
Lone Wolves

the razorback trudged through the layer of snow that had settled on the earth with a surly expression and a decidedly savage sway to his figure. the mountains had been left behind, though he was certain that he would find his way back there in a few days time. there was something to the heights that he was incapable of pulling himself away from, in spite of the possessive fellow who had made a temporary home there. while it appeared to be something of an untapped claim, tusk was certain that the other wolf would have sought to place the territory in his name. some prideful portion of his soul thought that he would never find himself beneath the likes of the hardy mountaineer, but he knew that was false. with the breath of winter having washed over the wilds, it was smarter to ally himself with those of like-mind and capability.

until then, the wildcat made wolf had ventured outward. his rangy frame had closed a great deal of distance in a short time until he had abandoned the rugged mountains and moved on to flatter terrain. it was out there that the wind seemed to bite against his bones, tearing past the thin veil of coarse fur and flesh. were he a wiser animal, he would have sought the protection of a sheltered den. instead, he was fueled by a vagabond's urge to continue moving; no amount of frigidity would turn him away from the wanderlust.

the scent of another caught his attention, and tusk drew his crown upward to peer into the fading light toward the shape of a pale stranger. his dull yellow gaze rested on the unfamiliar body for several long moments, gauging whether or not he should have approached based on the behavior that was demonstrated. after a moment more of consideration, the cur prowled forward and released a warning chuff to announce his presence in the area.
December 08, 2018, 10:34 PM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

Skydance was mostly just investigating stuff.  It honestly wasn't too interesting, as was mentioned, but she wasn't sure just where to go from here.  Where would be safe from the wind and wanderers?  Seriously, of all the things that she had to deal with when being on her own, that was the one that was the most irritating.  It had gotten old to worry and now it just felt like she was dragging along an overloaded backpack that wouldn't go away.  Really, she just needed to stop feeling sorry for herself -- even if her luck hadn't been great with wolves, she was doing okay overall.

Maybe if she went a bit north?  Or--- her eyes snapped to the direction of the sound, ears forward.  If she'd been paying attention to a wider radius, she probably would have noticed him coming, but most of her attention was focused within a short sprint from her current position.  She stopped what she was doing, giving a half-wag of her tail -- while she was friendly, this guy hadn't given her much in the way of a clue for what to expect.  Good evening! Always better to seem positive even if right now her mind wasn't really in that orbit.
December 11, 2018, 11:37 PM
Tusk
Lone Wolves

the woman turned to him and latched hold of his figure with eyes the color of blood orange. his own lightless yellow gaze roamed the dusting of russet that was sprinkled over her top half before settling on the sharp pair of eyes that peered at him. the girl's tail waved at her hocks – a display of friendliness – but the wildcat did not return the gesture. at least, he did not feel as though it was a necessity. instead, tusk prowled forward and closed the gap that had spread between them before lifting his crown upward and offering her a surly expression that seemed as though it had made a comfortable nest in the shape of his long features.

“evening,” the savage offered in a gruff tone. he drew his ears forward to meet whatever she might offer to him next while holding his frame defensively neutral. tusk was not there to conquer or to harm, but he had made himself into a brutal creature only by treating each encounter as a potential risk to his own life. the wildcat was both heedless and vigilant in his behavior. it had suited him well up to that point; he had not yet lost something that he could not replace, and the scars that he had obtained had healed over well. besides, the wolf he had met on the mountain had spoken of the locals in that land. from the mountaineer's mouth, the wolves who inhabited the land were passive enough to have lost the calling of the beast.
December 24, 2018, 06:57 PM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

She was not built to be a warrior.  She could hold her own if she needed to, but honestly it would be much easier for her to just avoid things if stuff went bad.  She had no home here, so running off didn't mean much, just relocating.  As long as she kept teeth out of her hide.

This guy seemed rather the opposite, which was probably what made her question things. Honesty her experiences here hadn't been super positive. She was left wondering if maybe she should just try some other area entirely.  Stigmata hadn't been particularly useful for getting information, but...  Are you very familiar with who all lives around here? Would he even know? He didn't smell like a huge pack or anything...
December 31, 2018, 01:01 AM
Tusk
Lone Wolves

though he was a wild thing, he did not see a need to enforce such things with strangers that he passed in his travels. the dusted female might have lived a very different lifestyle than he, but that was all to be expected. the wolf of schugkill did not believe in bragging without demonstrative action, and he was not eager to expend his talents so early on. though he was a man, he differed in the sense that he was not easily fulfilled in the first five minutes. the wildcat was a slow and tireless burn, and he anticipated that he would remain as such until the fire within him was extinguished.

a question hung on the air that struck him as odd. he had passed a few on his treks through the wilderness, but he did not believe he carried the scent of many others on his coat. still, she inquired to him with a genuine enough tone that he believed she was curious to expand her knowledge. as was characteristic for the savage creature, he jerked his head just slightly to the right in a thoughtful manner and then frowned. “not much,” tusk offered her, though he did not appear as though he was put-out by the query. “one to the south who sought to claim the most wild portions of the mountain, and few loners in between.” all was true, and so the brute cast his lightless gaze back to the woman and waited to see if she should need any further answers from him.
January 11, 2019, 03:01 AM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

As different as they were, from the sound of things maybe neither had much luck so far?  But what did that mean about what was around here?  Were the packs all full for the winter?  She wasn't sure if she really wanted to deal with one that hadn't finished forming -- that seemed kind of risky given the time of year.  

His response wasn't particularly positive.  Oh.  Yeah.  That's about my luck.  I need more information to decide what to do, but nobody knows anything.  She shrugged.  At this point, it was about what she expected.  Skydance didn't know what it was that had caused things to be this way, but things certainly weren't looking great.  Elsewhere really might be best if nobody here seemed to want her in a pack.  She could always come back in the spring or summer if wherever she ended up in winter wasn't particularly great.  She wasn't going to claim loyalty to a place that didn't make her happy.
January 11, 2019, 12:30 PM
Tusk
Lone Wolves

unwilling to speak it out loud, tusk found that her words seemed only natural. it was far more common for others to know very little than for them to know a great deal about what was going on around them. scouts were capable of traveling far and gathering the information needed, but who still aspired to leave behind the comforts of home in order to seek out the greater unknown that was beyond their small existence. it was a pity, but it also ensured that a vast majority of the world was left to be discovered by the likes of him. he could not complain; the wild unknown was just as much a part of him as the jagged hair along his neck and shoulders. what would he do if he could not find solace in the quiet of the wild wood?

“it does not surprise me,” he finally returned to her with a bob of his head. “most don't aim to search beyond the length of their muzzle.” to seek, to find, to understand; that was the real reason for their being on the planet. though pack wolves would likely boast that they had found a group with which to thrive and excel, tusk would have argued that they had only found help with the most basic of tasks: existing. he did not think higher of them for the choices that they made, and he did not think an less.

“do you need somewhere to settle? are you not capable of enduring on your own?”
January 13, 2019, 04:05 PM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

Yeah, what he said sounded pretty true and she nodded.  Still, I expected to run into more people who would be like.. Useful.  There was just that one weird Undersea wolf and she wasn't really sold that life by the coast was for her.  It still had seemed to alien to her the more she thought about it.

I've been doing fine on my own, I think, she looked over her own side.  Sure, she was slim, but she wasn't in danger yet.  For a young lone wolf she was doing okay.  But I'm not too keen on just assuming everything'll keep going okay.  Winter won't ease up for a while.  Shrug.  Skydance wasn't exactly keen to just die because she figured she didn't need a safety net.  She wasn't a complete fool, even if her ambling around being unable to find something pretty much made her look that way.  It was in her best interests to find someplace until the seasons shifted.
January 13, 2019, 07:29 PM
Tusk
Lone Wolves

thinking wasn’t knowing, he wanted to remind her, but instead the wildcat held his tongue and frowned thoughtfully at what she had to offer. there was something about her that seemed as though it belonged in the mix of pack-life. while she may have done well enough on her own, she did appear to be the type who would thrive among the blood and bond of wolves who had gathered together with a similar mindset. but then, who was he to tell her what type of wolf she was? if she had offered her own summary of him, he would have likely laughed it off and vanished from site shortly after. it wasn’t his place, and so he did not adopt it. instead, tusk peered at her with lightless yellow eyes and nodded his head once or twice.
 
“winter won’t ease, you are right,” he agreed with her with a solemn nod of his crown. then, a peculiar smile seemed to curl the dark leather of his lips. “but if you should survive it on your own, would that not make you a very capable beast?” tusk then inquired, tilting his head only just slightly to the left. it was something that he thought was worth taking pride in – the ability to exist in the harsh wilderness on your own. there were many who could not do it, and he was pleased to know that his place was among those who could.
January 14, 2019, 01:00 AM
Skydance
Lone Wolves

This guy's perspective was far different than her own, just from what he said.  He didn't seem to follow what she'd always been taught as the most wise decisions, but if he wanted to risk his own hide to be cool, that was up to him.  To each their own.  Again, she shrugged. I suppose it would.  But when I set out from home, that wasn't exactly the goal I had in mind.  I wanted to go learn and see what was out there.  If here doesn't like me, maybe I'm just supposed to look elsewhere. The more she thought, the more that seemed to be the case. Sure, that was annoying because she'd wasted so much time ambling around here, but she wasn't going to force it.  She'd be a good asset for whatever pack ended up liking her, and then she'd be happy for a while.  Next year maybe might be a better year for taking risks.. Not now.