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I Need Hope to Start Again - Valtyr - Jan 16, 2012 ((OOC: Sorry for shatty post!)) Valtyr noted the larger femme's polite apology, his ears attempting to catch her tone. It didn't seem so much as sincere as it did to be forced from her lips. And the weaker female caught that, too. Apparently, his words had sparked her own tirade of anger. This surprised him. From the looks of her, she didn't even look like she could give somebody a tongue-lashing, let alone have the strength to actually put up a physical fight. His aims at entertainment were gone as he picked up the absolute desperation in her voice. The tension in the air was thick enough to slice with a single tooth. He decided to intervene, lest the larger female have a bad temper and decide to take advantage of the fact that she was far stronger than the other and would easily best her in combat. His gleaming yellow eyes turned to the weaker of the two, softening slightly in sympathy. "If your situation truly is that desperate, I have a kill in the blackberry patch I would be willing to share for however long it will last between three wolves." His gaze turned to the larger female. His eyes clearly stated that the third wolf in question was not her. It was not something he wanted to say aloud, lest he add fuel to the fire again. His glance was not unkind, but it carried a hint of a warning, even though she'd given no signs of threat. But he wanted to keep it that way. Valtyr would not allow someone substantially weaker than another to be trounced so easily. I Need Hope to Start Again - Akila - Jan 17, 2012 [dohtml] And for all the roads you followed... OOC: sorry about the final, I'm getting rushed and I wanted to finish >_< The white femme’s words cut through Akila’s entrails much like a well sharpened knife would tear her sensitive skin. She stood tall, and her snout tensed as an almost unnoticeable hint of an upcoming growl. But it wasn’t the smaller femme she was aiming to, instead, she aimed to herself, and lowered her head just a few inches while her pointy ears faced her rear, eyes averted in what seemed to be hidden shame. What was she thinking? It was clear that the snowy female wasn’t originally asking for trouble, her tension and bitterness was the result of an unfortunate event, an event that she had unknowingly unleashed. It was not her complete fault, Akila knew that, but she had also to remember the crucial fact that she was not a part of a pack now, much less a high ranked wolf of one; and thus, she didn’t have any right to act like so. Cringing at herself, she reminded with a painful huff how her proudness had always lost her. It was her desire not to command over others, but more to prevent anyone to step over her, the only thing that could get her original nature completely lost. But she wasn’t going to allow that, not now. Not to mention she owed a satisfaction to the female. The large beast felt eyes blazing through her body, and she had to make an extra effort to turn her unwanted proudness down. Slowly, she turned to face the darker male, and her ears widened to catch his offer. It was clearly not for her, but as a satisfaction to the snow pelted femme. If it hadn’t been obvious any minute before his words, the yellow eyes that gazed through her made it clear she was not welcomed here. And it was because of her delusions of grandeur. What did it say of herself? She lifted her head just a few spans, more to face the female rightly than to make herself look taller than she already was, and fell to her hindquarters. “Listen, I truly am sorry for what I’ve done. Conscious or not.” She talked, eyes drawn to the femme in a kinder way “It is true that winter is a serious matter to have in mind, and I apologize once again for having ignored your feelings completely” her eyes faced the male now, and she nodded at him as she moved to her original position now “If you wish to go with this man, I will understand, but I’d be glad if you offered me a way of proving that I am trustworthy” Akila paused, and looked away once again. Was she afraid the answer would be negative? “Hunting is harsh when it is done alone, but with two wolves- three, if this gentleman wishes to come-, it’s almost children’s play. We are weakened in this season, but so is our prey, and we could take down a fairly large cattle if we made an effort.” Her bark paused once again, and her brain cells took a time to remind herself why was she offering this to a stranger. “If you say yes, and we succeed… the meat is yours.” When she had finished, her eyes turned to the brute one last time, and nodded slightly as an effort to make him know she wasn’t trying to ignore his offer to the smaller animal. It was just her own way of grating her. After all, if it hadn’t been because of the large femme, any of this would have happened. Akila’s tail flicked in nervousness, waiting for the stranger’s decision. Her bet was as large as she could have made it, but genuine, nonetheless; she was offering her strength and ability as a way of proving herself, and she could understand if the others took her as a completely mindless beast. After all, even her own mind couldn’t acknowledge how being alone could change her. And for all you did not find...
And for all the dreams you had to leave behind.
[/dohtml] I Need Hope to Start Again - Anyu - Jan 17, 2012 [dohtml]
[/dohtml] I Need Hope to Start Again - Valtyr - Jan 18, 2012 Valtyr was glad that the tension was starting the evaporate and dissolve into the wintry air. He felt slightly guilty for provoking said tension, but it was past now. Absolutely nothing he could do about it except learn and move on. It was a positive trait of his -- easily able to forgive himself for mistakes and not beat himself up over every little thing. He was also usually able to pass his forgiving nature to others who had wronged him. So it went for the larger white female as she made another attempt at her apology and an offer most generous. He tilted his head very slightly in surprise, but the faintest of smiles played at the corners of his dark lips. She was willing to make amends, even though she had not intentionally scared off the hare. Admirable. I Need Hope to Start Again - Akila - Jan 19, 2012 [dohtml] And for all the roads you followed... OOC: Sorry to cut it this short, but I thought it'd be better if we started another thread in the blackberry fields for the actual hunt, I somehow can't imagine the trio struggling their way to catch anything in such a place :\ xD hope you don't mind. The beige femme could feel her ruthless tension abandon her body and air as the smaller worded a response to the previously made apologize. The beast looked at her, caramel eyes melting into a softened expression once again, and lifted her head with delight as an involuntary response to the position the other had taken, not in a dominant way, but more as a personal trend to accept the fact that the white femme had finally dropped her previous bitterness. Amber met the grayness of the snow wolf’s orbs, and the gentle giant soon found herself entangled into the complex cloud of feelings they seemed to hint. Akila narrowed her own eyes for the briefest amount of time in an almost unnoticeable tic, as if trying to figure out what was going on inside of the apparently tranquil animal. She had seen that dullness before, like a shiv tearing inside of one’s mind. Sadness. Depression. It was the hidden charge of those who decide to shout their mouth and live with an untold suffering, either unable or unwilling to get away from it. Curious orbs moved from their target, and her own mind lectured herself in quiet thoughts. It was not in the nature of the wolf neither to pity their relatives, nor to accept any kind of unwanted compassion. Most wolfs, as was herself, were too proud for that, and she knew maybe too well that all she’d have to show was kindness and maybe, just maybe, respect. So she accepted her spoken words with another nod, and let a slight smile escape from her snout, tail still moving in an uneasy trembling as she waited patiently for her final decision. Akila gazed at her front, eyes traveling between the dark pelt of the male and the contrasted appearance of the female, her ears fully opened and attentive to the conversation. If there was the smallest hint of tension and uncertainty inside of her chest, it seemed to flow out of her own breathe as the female declined the so tempting offer. Then, their gaze met, and the bushy wolfess listened carefully once again, and nodded in acceptance when she had stated her rules and let them know her hidden name. As words finished flowing, the onyx brute spoke before Akila could, and she soon found a relief in knowing the names of both of her companions. “Akila Ulrin” the bark came out unexpectedly and the light beast found herself wondering if it was correct to tell her last name now that the Ulrin pack was long gone, or if she had sound too pedantic for the other wolve’s taste. “It is a pleasure” she stood up as gesture of politeness, and then looked away to the yellow-eyed male. “And thank you, Valtyr, your deed won’t be forgotten. You have my gratitude.” She paused. If there was something Akila was certain of, it was the fact that she was a woman of her word. Any help donated would be returned, and she hoped the darkened male would catch the hint she was letting go with her softened bark. “Now, I suggest we head out of this asphyxiating place, I have the feeling we won’t find anything bigger than a rodent among these branches.” Her speak grew a hint of determination, and she shouldered to her right, nostrils scenting the right way to the plains. Great paws paced a few steps forward, and then her snout returned to meet the grayish orbs of the whitened she-wolf, waiting. It wouldn’t be the Ulrin the one who leaded the hunt, she had decided, still unsure if her decision had been made entirely out of respect, of as a way to test the apparently weaker femme. And for all you did not find...
And for all the dreams you had to leave behind.
[/dohtml] I Need Hope to Start Again - Anyu - Jan 20, 2012 [dohtml]
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