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A mirage of our own - Alphinaud - Jun 21, 2015 @Kajika sorry for the long wait ^^ [---] A leaf was falling down. A northern wind blew it high up in the air. And it would sail, through the skies and beyond. It would land and rise as the wind would bring it back to life, bring it further till it’s final destiny. The leaf went into the mountains, over a white creature and landed in a lake. Water rippled under its landing, breaking the mirage of the sky that it presented. Alphinaud stood before a mirage of dreams, for he had never seen such a sight. Like a world beyond his own gave him a glimpse of what it held. Yet the world he saw in the depths of the water was his own. A world he was born and raised in. And with time he would rule over the world. No, he would be the world. If only he could be part of this place that was so utterly beautiful. Then a leaf dropped, breaking the mirror of the sky. Light blues rippled and the clouds and sun became distorted. The white male sighed in satisfaction as he looked over the lake, to the higher mountain tops. He had been in the mountains before, during his travels he was forced to cross several. Although not all were as pleasant, he could never feel despise for the mighty rocks. The sight it gave him made him feel the king of the world. And now the lonely king felt his coat flutter with the summer breeze on a sunny day. He hadn’t thought about crossing the mountain, merely taking a peak before moving on. Who had known he would fall to such a place. A hidden lake seemingly deserted but the scents around the water denied that illusion. Within this unknown territory he couldn’t say for sure that he was alone. He had smelled pack not far from here, but he was glad they had not claimed this beautiful place. Now he could enjoy this moment in peace. Also, see if there waters were alive with fish. Although he doubted it, the lake didn’t seem connected with any streams for fish to come this way. Who knows, maybe he was wrong. He wouldn’t mind to be proven wrong this time. RE: A mirage of our own - Kajika - Jun 21, 2015 No worries
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RE: A mirage of our own - Alphinaud - Jun 26, 2015 [dohtml] It was the sounds of nails against stone and dust that made Alphinaud aware of the black movement in the corner of his eye. Where the wolf came from was unclear for him. Seriously wolves appeared out of nowhere in this place, like moles popping out from the ground. The image curled his lips in a tiny smile. Alphinaud looked at the stranger as he approached his side. The darker variant was larger with browns and blacks covering his whole body. Only his eyes were of a lighter amber hue. Would this stranger live within these mountains? It was not like he did not know packs or wolves who made their den within the hard rocks of the mountains. He always thought the life up here was more dangerous, more challenging than beneath. There were less sources for food, shelter and basically everything. And he had passed places where a heap of rocks, dust and sand had blocked one of his paths. The heap had smelled like death and rotting meat, it had cleared the illusion of living in the mountains. Even coming down could take days on end if you did not know the way. A few feet from Alphinaud the black male stopped. ‘Simply discovering and passing through. I can’t say I’m exactly lost, but I certainly did not expect this place.’ He shrugged a bit. Actually he wasn’t sure how long he would remain in the mountains. Maybe a short trip to the other side to get a peek of what was over there, but he was planning to explore more on the west side first. ‘What about you? Between the two of us you seem to belong here more than I do.’ Then again he was a tenderfoot in this area and didn’t belong anywhere in these lands. Maybe with time if he found a place to his liking he could stay and mix those scents in his pelt. For now he would be just a travelling stranger. A possible friend or enemy. 335 words
{ ooc notes - - regular text - thought text - talking textRE: A mirage of our own - Kajika - Jun 27, 2015 [dohtml]
RE: A mirage of our own - Alphinaud - Jul 09, 2015 [dohtml] The brown stranger was friendly enough. Not defensive by nature like Ziigwan or short mouthed and straightforward like Miskwaa. It was interesting to meet a wholeheartedly friendly face as it was quite rare under rogues. They were often cautious after years of rogue life and the life without someone having your back. But it was not bad to meet more wolves like this, it felt a bit less tiring when someone obviously friendly come to your side. Because he in turn didn’t have to be cautious about the possible threat of this guy jumping his throat. And good conversations always energized him for a whole day. ‘I was getting thirsty when I found this lake. It is a good thing I found it, I don’t think this mountain hold a lot of water besides this lake. Would be a pain to travel back with a dry throat.’ He shrugged with a little smile. Alphinaud’s face fell into surprise at the wolf’s words. He was used to friendly wolves who shared their findings or collaborated in a hunt. But he looked at the black lake which seemed to have an endless bottom. ‘Thanks for the offering, that is very welcoming of you. But I find it hard to believe that this lake holds animals. Although I won’t say no to a fish.’ Like he would ever say no to food. That was not a privilege he had. ‘I’m Alphinaud Lothaire, I would be honored to be your acquaintance.’ He spoke with a dip of his head and a smile. He wouldn’t mind to have this stranger on his good side. 269 words
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RE: A mirage of our own - Alphinaud - Jul 20, 2015 [dohtml] ‘You’re very kind Kajika.’ Alphinaud smiled with sincerity. His eyes went to the lake which seemed unmoving. ‘I would love to fish once the hour is right. Maybe you could help me? I’m not very specialized in catching fish.’ He had grown up in the woods, streams were their main water source. Not exactly the best fishing spot. His mother had brought him and his sister to a river for a few times. Once to cross to the other side of the lands during winter when the river became a frozen bridge. It had been something new, exciting and kind of slippery. But lots of fun. The second time it was to teach them how to fish. So to say it went pretty okay, the slippery fish was very different from a running rabbit. Both were quite a hard catch for a younger wolf. Right now he was not so sure. It had been moons since he had fished for a meal and if he did it were rivers. Not deep lakes that seemed void of any kind of life with its unmoving waters.
Alphinaud took the liberty to sit down. His bum touching the dust earth as he sighed. Amber eyes curiously looked at Kajika. ‘If you don’t mind, why are you still here? Is this your home or just resting up to travel further?’ Phin could hardly imagine anyone wanting to live here. The sight was stunning and there might be enough fish to eat a full belly. But frankly it seemed to be everything but exciting up here. Of course, he was just a foreigner, what would he know? 261 words
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RE: A mirage of our own - Alphinaud - Jul 24, 2015 [dohtml] This was perfect. Alphinaud was not sure if he would have managed to hunt into the rough terrain Kajika and he were right now. Running after one of the rams uphill seemed not only tiring but it made him wary. He was no mountain wolf and creating a landslide or be caught in one was the last thing in his mind. He hadn’t lived as a rogue for over a year to just die due his carelessness. He had been close to being killed. regular text -Let’s not repeat that process. Kajika would help him fish and with two wolves they might actual catch enough fish to satisfy their belly. Enough to kill the slowly creeping nag of his stomach for food, Alphinaud wasn’t picky he just wanted something between his teeth. Preferable something eatable. ‘How long do you think we have to wait, before they are close enough to fish them out?’ The artic wolf stared hard at the water surface. As if his glare would scare the fish right out of the water. Obviously nothing happened.
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{ ooc notes - - regular text - thought text - talking textRe: - Spirit of Wildwood - Jul 24, 2015 There is a moose carcass that has been scavenged by coyotes nearby. +15 Health |