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June 30, 2020, 01:39 PM
Collision
Reneian Empire
Peasant
@Dante. Set in the morning post rain. 

He wasn't sure if it were the dew of the morning that the grass wore or the effects of the recent rainfall, but he was certain he was beginning to see the beauty of nature once more as his eyes trailed over the draping limbs of the willow trees. they glistened with wet kisses and seemed to positively drip diamonds. something new for him to enjoy. as the sun rose to the sky the trees seemed to come alive and glitter. perhaps his mood was on an upswing....alas, he could not escape the terrible thoughts that plagued him once more. 

 he rallies together what energy he has (as he's not recently been eating) and finds cover beneath the dripping trees. the grass is unsurprisingly misted and as he sits himself to rest he feels the cool dampness. it was nice to be alone, but every time that he was he knew he stood no chance from running from his mind. the anxiety obviously bled from his eyes and reflected in every aspect of him. his muscles more visible as his waistline was shrunken and his weight not as hefty. honestly, he would appear, this morning, quite jumpy. to be timid was not becoming of him. 

 as the morning continued on collision found himself to be annoyed by the silence. perhaps another was around? perhaps not? regardless, a chuff bellows from his diaphragm and he calls to those that may be around curious to if he will recieve an answer. offer me a distraction, i beg of you.

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June 30, 2020, 04:41 PM
Dante
Pledged
Seelie Court
Rain made Dante feel like a bird. One of those happy little seabirds that he used to watch bob on the surface of the waves after having come up from a dive with a full belly. It made him feel refreshed, and bright, and hopeful. It was fair to say that the boy became a bit springy, perhaps too springy, when the rains came. A gross, sugary sort of perky that he couldn't help from indulging in, leaping around the territory and running like a giddy pup through the dense greenery. His short, plush coat became damp from the dew that collected in his fur as the outstetched arms of the willows grazed him, their leafy fingers running over the young man's pelt in a way that made Dante feel as though the trees were expressing their own fondness. The yearling was well-chuffed with himself for having expanded his relationships within the pack, as well as having done plenty of scouting of the surrounding territories, and now he was celebrating with a brisk run on a perfect, dewy morning. He wasn't sure he could remember the last time he'd had such a charmed day as this.

 The boy was clearing ground fast, moving swiftly over the land. A mirthful laugh burst from his throat, his eyes pinching shut with his smile as he trusted his paws to carry him safely through the foliage. He was unstoppable today. Today was a good day, such a good-

Oh fucking balls! 

Okay, yeah. Maybe Dante had a history of clumsiness. Maybe running at just-under-full-speed with his eyes shut on a day where the dew had made the ground particularly slippery hadn't been his brightest moment. Whatever. At least Dante was perky. Unfortunately for the young wolf, perkiness did not do much to ease the bite of the ground as he tumbled head-over-heels onto the earth, his damp pelt quickly collecting leaves and dirt and other unpleasant things as he layed on the ground, breath heaving, eyes pinched shut. Ow, he groaned softly, wincing as he tentatively pushed back onto his haunches. Nothing seemed to be too out of sorts, but the bruises he was sure to have on his side were going to hurt like a bitch. 

A few moments after having settled into his seated position, eyes still pulled tightly shut and brow furrowed, that the boy was able to pick up an unfamiliar scent. Unless he'd somehow managed to break his nose in his stupid tumble, Dante was quite certain that he wasn't alone. Oh my fucking god. Please pretend you did not see that, Dante groaned aloud to no one- someone?- eyes still pinched together. Today was. A day.


Sorry this got so long! Inspiration struck;)

 
July 02, 2020, 07:59 AM
Collision
Reneian Empire
Peasant
The slope of the hills could be dangerous to those that did not pay mind. The verdant blades michievously lubricated waiting for s/he who defied cautioun. Apparently the sound that had beckoned his ears was the one who fit exactly this description. His eyes narrowed in the male's direction and his ears fell back. He stood back to his feet in something akin to a defensive nature as the boy tumbled forward quite enthusiastically. Collision did not smile or find a morsel of amusement. Instead he watched the display and much like a train-wreck--though awful, he could not bring himself to look away. 

 The stranger pleaded with him a moment and Collision couldn't help but shake his head. How odd. He was quite old enough to know better, "You'll be alright," the physical assessment of the boy didn't take long. He figured he was likely more uncomfortable than he would be wounded or anything else. Surely it was just his ego that would remain bruised in the presence of the Reneian boy. 

 "It's wet," He said this quite matter-of-factly and gestured towards the ground, "You ought to be more careful," Collison sat back down and stared at the rather lithe boy. He was quite delicate and perhaps feminine, but that could simply be Collision's high standard of what a man was paired with the obvious youth of the boy. Equally so, it was fair to consider Collision was being too tough on him. It had nothing in particular to do with the stranger--simply the state of mind of himself. He probably wouldn't apologize, but if that was someting the boy needed his company could be excused to elsewhere.

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July 02, 2020, 07:35 PM
Dante
Pledged
Seelie Court
Dante's suspicion swere unfortunately confirmed as a curt voice responded to his plea. A slightly confused frown immediately dawned upon the boy's maw at the response, his voice soft as he answered No, I know I just- he began, turning to face the stranger, but was quickly cut off as the man continued speaking. His eyes did a quick once-over of the new face, taking in the large yet alarmingly gaunt figure of the wolf before him, before flicking back up to meet the other's firm gaze. 

His neck prickled slightly, an embarrassed and indignant flush building beneath his pelt. Yes. I suppose I should, He replied quietly, voice low and tone carrying a bit of tension, his body feeling cold and a bit uncomfortable. The boy wasn't used to such a...terse greeting. He supposed maybe he'd had the privilege of meeting quite a few easy-going wolves over the past moon, and perhaps he'd let himself get comfortable with feeling like he could charm his way into someone's heart with a glance and some kind words. This, clearly, did not seem to be turning out in his favor. 

Eager to recover from their faulty introduction, Dante picked himself back up, straightening his posture and offering a disarming smile. He was nothing if not determined to befriend the man in front of him. Please excuse me, I let myself get proper lost in my head I guess, he did his best to make the chuckle that followed feel easy and amiable, but even the boy himself could hear that it was a bit forced, wincing. He was silent for a moment, unsure of how to move forward. Come on, Dante. Where are my manners? I've not even introduced myself. I'm Dante, I- uh. I'm part of a forming pack in this territory. It's a pleasure to meet you... he trailed off, leaving space for the man to introduce himself. He was giving his best 'I'm charming and boyish' smile, (though it didn't quite meet his eyes) leaning into the charm he was so used to relying on to make aquaintances.

 
Yesterday, 08:44 AM
Collision
Reneian Empire
Peasant
Perhaps he had come off as rather harsh. Which was not typically true of Collision. He was usually, while quite abrasive about the truth, much more interactive, down to earth, and accepting of others. What had been happening had left him...colder it seemed. At least until a resolve were met and the voices in his head would quiet down. 

 Collision's eyes remained on the boy. He didn't feel an immediate need to worry about him and so he brought himself back down to a seated position. He watched as the boy seemed to grow embarassed and noted what he perceived as nervousness. For a sliver of a moment he felt concerned that he hadn't been entirely welcoming, but truth be told he didn't feel inclined to offer more than he had. "We'll let it slide this time," he offered the slightest lift of a smirk and his eyes softened partially. This was all done through effort. The gravity wanted to drag him back down. 

 "Collision Adravendi," He nodded his head to him with a simple declaration of his name and then addressed the latter of his information, "Wouldn't happen to be the Seelie Court? I overstepped my boundaries before and entered the land they were working. Of course, I had no way of knowing this. I met a girl named Eilonwy. Do you know her?" His head atwixt with curiosity he found that perhaps a conversation could at least be held. A standard thing with acceptable societal norms. A delicate amount of small-talk and then he'd be off and on his way. If he was patron to a forming pack, however, Collision wondered if he was out trying to recruit or quite failing at a solo expedition.

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