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Where to Look? - Dante - Apr 07, 2012 [dohtml] Why couldn't he find her? Was she really dead, like his father said? However, Dante had a feeling that she was not dead. She could not have drowned in that river, she was too smart. She would find a way to survive as she always had. She was the strong one. She could not just abandon him like that and not say goodbye. There has to be another side to this story. His father had to have lied to them and he was sure of it. Now he was on a journey to find her and reunite with his lost sister. However, where should he look first? He was new to the lands of Relic Lore and he had never been in such a vast land. The brute entered into the area their Blackberry Fields and he found a suitable den to stay in for a while. He had to find her, but he had no idea where she was. Dante had followed her trail for a while, until it entered into the mountain and disappeared. He had no desire to trek up the over sized boulder, so he took a route around it and hoped that he could find her trail then. However, there was no trail or sign of her, so now he was on his own. The male parted through the tall grasses with his muscular form, scenting the ground occasionally hoping Athena's scent would be there. No such luck was befallen upon him, but he did come across a blackberry bush with a few unripened berries. Carefully he plucked them off their bushes, not entirely enjoying their tartness, but it was something for his empty stomach. Now if only he could find something else that would truly satisfy his hunger. Where to Look? - Aniu - Apr 08, 2012 [dohtml]
[/dohtml] Where to Look? - Dante - Apr 09, 2012 [dohtml] The songs of the birds were soothing to his ears. Melody upon melody was sung and it was a mystery of how they never seem to tire. They could sing their little heads off, but their voices never cracked or wavered. Strong little things, yet fragile at the same time. That is how you could summarize Dante. He was strong and willing on the outside, but inside he was a wreck. With his few words, however, nobody seemed to notice he was on the brink of falling over the edge. Finding his sister might solve his upcoming depression. She was always caring and sympathetic to him, well when she was a pup. Who knows if she changed? She could be a cold-hearted killer for all her knows, but he just needed to find her, see her kind face again. Then he might be able to rest. The scent of blood in the air stole his attention from the birds as he looked around for the predator that was sure to be there. There, she was chasing a rabbit fiercely and she was veering in his direction. He started backing up, hoping she would see him before she ran into him. His foot stepped into a rabbit burrow and he quickly sidestepped and moved backwards again. Thankfully, she stopped at the burrow laughing as the rabbit disappeared from view. He cocked his head in confusion. Why was she laughing? There was blood on her speckled maw, so perhaps she already caught a rabbit. The scent of blood in the air conformed his question. As she finally registered that she was quite close to him, she let out an unexpected yelp and fell on her back. He again looked at her in confusion. He hoped he was not intimidating her, so he backed up more to give her room to be comfortable. "Are you alright?" He asked, concern in his voice. He had no idea why she was acting this way. Maybe it was something in her childhood that made her so scared or someone made her this way. But the man of few words, had no desire to scare her. He was merely looking for his beloved sister. Where to Look? - Aniu - Apr 12, 2012 [dohtml]
[/dohtml] Where to Look? - Dante - Apr 16, 2012 [dohtml] It was odd to see a wolf upside down on her back in front of you. It just was not a sight that he has seen all the time. He could not recall anytime that a wolf has done that to him, so he was quite appalled at why this female was doing just that. It reality, it actually made him slightly embarrassed. He never liked that other wolves looked at him with a weary glance because of his size. He would never harm another wolf unless he had to. Either to protect someone or if he was told to by his leader. Even then, he may be reluctant if there was no reason behind it. As the shaky words of the female before him entered his ears, he felt even more embarrassed. Was he that scary looking that he looked like he would eat someone? He hoped not, but by the way, the female said it, it sounded like she believed it. "No, ma'am. I mean you no harm." A man of few words, he said all he needed to say to get his point across. Where to Look? - Aniu - Apr 17, 2012 [dohtml]
[/dohtml] Where to Look? - Dante - Apr 19, 2012 [dohtml] Her watched as she finally rolled over onto her stomach. He felt a little bit better about himself. However, he still felt like her could crush her at any moment with his large size. One little trip on his feet could be fatal for the tiny wolf in front of him. He wondered if Athena was this small. She was pretty small when he last saw her and he doubted she grew out as much as he did. It did not seem like she would. As the little wolf talked, he still felt bad. He knew he would never hurt her, but this wolf still thought he would. His rump found the ground with a silent plump. He thought that maybe his relaxed position would ease her mind a little bit. His tail lay limp at his side. "It's fine. It seems that I have disturbed your hunting, actually." He said softly, trying not to scare the little wolf. Where to Look? - Aniu - Apr 22, 2012 The stranger seemed to be in good humour so she chanced a glance up at his hulking frame. Involuntarily, the end of her tail began to twitch in the beginnings of a small wag. "Oh no, it's best that one got away or I'd be losing both of them later..." she responded quietly, her shyness still keeping her almost pinned to the ground but she was beginning to relax enough to let her spine un-arch and extend her paws until she was laying down properly. |