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love my friends to death - Viorel - Feb 07, 2021 Loose timeline since I'm not sure when @Andrey came back from his trip
Shortly before midnight, Clear sky, -14.8F/-26C [dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: love my friends to death - Andrey - Feb 12, 2021 [dohtml] His trip, unfortunately, had not been successful. But Andrey did not know if he expected it to be. This place was vast and he had no clue how far they were from the Estuary… just because the three of them had ended up here did not mean the rest of their packmates and family had as well. He had encountered another who had come from the coast, but not the same one as the Valle’s. She, too, had woken up in this strange place without any recollection of how she had gotten from A to B. It was all so strange. Despite his lack of success, Andrey had been taking his time getting back to the western side of the mountain range. Partly because crossing the mountains in the winter was not one of his brightest idea, but he also hoped he would run into someone else from the Estuary by now. But, alas, he remained unlucky. The only luck he seemed to acquire was making it across the mountains without succumbing to winter. A familiar call lured him away from his initial route. His brother had come calling. Had Andrey actually been missed? He exhaled sharply through his nose at the thought and quickened his pace. He was curious as to whether the two V’s had found anymore of their packmates, or had created deeper routes in this strange place… Hello, brother, he greeted as he approached the dark male, his brows furrowed as he tried to read his brother’s expression. The scent of the white female was still prominent on his pelt… among others. A frown quickly developed on his dark features. Interesting. RE: love my friends to death - Viorel - Feb 12, 2021 [dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: love my friends to death - Andrey - Feb 17, 2021 [dohtml] He offered his brother a cheeky smirk as the yellow-eyed Valle bumped into him. Clearly he was not too upset over Andrey’s absence—or he was waiting for the perfect moment to unleash an onslaught of What were you thinking?!s and Are you stupid?!s. Was I not supposed to go alone? he retorted coolly, the lopsided smirk still present on his dark features. You and Vayko seemed a little preoccupied so I went for a stroll. A casual stroll. Over snow-covered mountains. Twice. No big deal. He shrugged. Don’t worry, he continued, his features softening slightly as he briefly averted his gaze, you didn’t miss much. Didn’t find anyone from the Estuary. Got some very vague directions on how to get to the ocean from some local but not sure if it’s our ocean. His trip had been a disappointment but it had been nice to stretch his legs and see more of this strange place. Which just reconfirmed how much he disliked the mainland and could not wait to find a way back to the ocean he missed so much. RE: love my friends to death - Viorel - Feb 17, 2021 [dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: love my friends to death - Andrey - Mar 01, 2021 [dohtml] Well shit, maybe he should have lingered around a little longer before conquering the mountains. It was a relief to learn that more Estuary wolves had been found but it was also quite troubling. How many of them had been brought to this strange place? What had happened to the Estuary pack—were there any remaining members? Or had their slice of heaven along the coast been completely disbanded? It made his stomach sink just thinking about it. He just hoped that wherever they were they weren't alone. That they had another packmate with them. A relative. Someone. ”And, we have other news too.” A frown graced his dark features at his brother’s words. He did not like the sound of that. His brows hardened into a tight line as he tried to read Viorel’s expression. And what news do you have? RE: love my friends to death - Viorel - Mar 02, 2021 [dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: love my friends to death - Andrey - Mar 05, 2021 [dohtml] He could not even feign surprise. His expression remained neutral, although the corners of his mouth dipped slightly, as his brother announced that he and their cousin had decided to stay here. Permanently. A sour taste filled his mouth as he tried to digest the news, his tail twitching idly behind him. K. His brother continued, stating that they were going to build a pack of their own to no longer live in the council’s shadow. Double K. Could they not have done that by the ocean, away from the Estuary but still close to the ocean that nurtured them? Why here of all places? The place they were dumped by the two-legs—hoomans, whatever. It did not seem right, and Andrey was not happy with this announcement. His frown became more prominent at his brother’s final words. He did not want to stay, but he did not know what to do. Since arriving here he had planned to return to the ocean with his brother, cousin and whatever Estuary wolves they collected in this strange place. There was no part of him that had even considered staying. But now… he felt if he left his brother would be disappointed in him. And what if he returned to the Estuary and there was no one left? I— he started, frown still present on his lips as he tried to think of a response that wasn’t what the @#%! are you doing, brother?! I don’t know. He couldn’t think of anything better to say. RE: love my friends to death - Viorel - Mar 06, 2021 Fade on your next post?
[dohtml] [/dohtml] RE: love my friends to death - Andrey - Mar 20, 2021 He did not understand why his brother was so quick to give up on returning home. Why he was so quick to make a home out of the place they had been dumped in. Sure, the Council had not been the greatest, but they could have made a home elsewhere along the coast. Started fresh by the ocean. Where they belonged. Not some strange place that these hoomans had decided their home was. It just did not make sense. His nose twitched as his frown remained. He could tell his brother was hurt by his lack of enthusiasm, but Andrey could not feign it. His brother would have probably been more hurt if he faked it. At least think about it please. He nodded. Andrey could not, and would not, promise anything. He would stay, for now, but this place was not his home no matter how hard Viorel tried to make it one. It was not the ocean. It was not where he belonged. “Lead the way, brother.” Fade. |