Wild Cherry Orchard It's Adventure Time! ( Durai )

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Durai confidently smirked. He picked up a pace as he padded in front of her, leading her through the seemingly endless cherry trees. He avoided smashing too many, because it was plain disgusting for him. His white pelt did not need to be stained by the deep red river of juice..yet. He flicked an ivory ear and looked over his shoulder at her, "Actually, I have a great idea." He murmured, holding his head high as they satisfactorily passed through the orchard until they were on the edge of it. He glared at a big puddle of the juices and looked at his friend.

"Sit," he murmured softly, beckoning her over as he too sat. He was careful not to get dirty as his eerie eyes averted from the pool to the silver yearling now beside him. "Ever tasted these things?" He was pretty sure she hadn't, but it was only a gut feeling. He smirked at her, because they smelled like snot to him. Durai would much prefer elk, and he thought, since she was a huntress, that she too would hate the smell. "First...Lets see if they're any good." There were a few cherries in the pool. He figured that they could try those afterwards. He imagined them soft and rubbery in the inside because they crushed so easy under his paws.

Finally, the white male tipped his head to the magenta cherry juice and laughed. "You go first." He said playfully, waiting for her to try it. He had never had it, but he did want a challenge; where would you start in a boring ol' cherry orchard.

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http://fc06.deviantart.net/fs71/f/2012/230/6/f/6fdf36f22e24f95e36c07739cb8591a2-d5bkwky.jpg) bottom center no-repeat #003377; outline: 5px solid #003377; border: 1px solid #fff;" valign="top"> Narimé cocked her head while she followed the white male. Where are we going? She thought silently while trotting behind the curious fellow. When he stopped she looked around at all the trees around them. She had noted that they were fruit bearing trees from the moment she had first entered this area, but she did not yet look at them more carefully. The fruits on the trees were very round and smooth. They hung in clusters from the edges of the trees branches. Each cluster of fruits hung by long stems off of the tree branches. With muddy to bright red color painting their bodice the fruits reminded the young wolf of droplets of blood. Though they did not smell like blood. No they smelled more..well.. She didn't have a name for the smell. Just unappetizing. The rest of the tree was pretty usual for trees. A trunk with stringy wiry bark, and very shallow roots which the wolves continually stepped on as they traveled. The girl sat down absent mindedly following Durai's order. Then finished with observing the surrounding trees Nari listened to the grayish white wolf ask her about trying the little cherries. She had once tried blackberries and though they had an interesting and filling taste she wasn't so sure if these would taste as good. <b style="color:#FFFFFF">"No I have never tried these before. But I'm hoping they taste like black berries and not well.. disgusting." She wrinkled her nose at the fruits scent then tipped her head down to look at the pool of juice in front of them. Is he really thinking of trying that?!? When he laughed telling her to go first Narimé shook her head and flicked his side with her tail.<b style="color:#FFFFFF">"Whydon't you go first! Aren't you the big strong male or what! So you can't even eat a berry or its juice before a lady does!" She laughed clearly joking with the white wolf. Then dipped her head to the juice and lapped up the blood red liquid. When she looked back up to him upon her maw was a neatly made blood red juice mustache.

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"No. Ladies first." The icy white male rolled his pale blue eyes and snorted. Are you scared? I thought you were the brave Willow Ridge yearling?" He spat, but a toothy smile painted his features as he watched her. He glanced around at the flourishing trees around them, wondering if the fruit looked anything like Nari's "blackberries."

"We'll see," Durai forced back at little giggle and wagged his tail as she bent over to run her tongue over the smelly red mixture of pulp and juice. A few moment's later, the silver head of his companion lifted and a neat magenta mustache was around her lips. Suddenly, he cracked up and scoffed. "You should see your face, Narime!"" He howled hysterically, and his snowy mouth curled up in a contagious smile.

"So, did they taste anything like those berries you were talking about? You smell hideous, anyways!" "He remarked, letting his tail thump the moist ground so hard that it sounded like the galloping of an antelope. After she answered, he quickly bent over and took his share of the unusual refreshment. He lifted his white face to have some on his chin to look like a go-tee.

(This post was last modified: Oct 13, 2012, 01:23 AM by Durai.)

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Sorry it's so small. I am losing muse for this thread. :(

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Durai smiled and stood up as well. While she looked around, he padded up behind her and nipped her ear playfully. His tail wagged and he stuck his rump into the air. His eerie blue eyes twinkled happily. He didn't care that red fruits dotted the floor dangerously, ready to stain their fur for all time. His big white paws thumped the ground as he posed, waiting for her reaction to his abrupt playfulness.

"C'mon Nari!"" He barked.

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Looks like we've both lost muse for this.. May I end it? Fade out that she played with him for a while then left heading back home to Willow Ridge? PM me if that's okay or if you want any changes to be made to my post.

Narimé grinned while relfecting her white companions play pose. Butt in the air with her thick gray tail wagging Narimé felt a playful growl rumble down her throat and escape through her still red lips. Taking a step back the youth readied herself to try and body slam the huge male. She would probably feel like a tiny fly battering at Durai's side, but even so she relished the chance to romp around and play.

Her second attempt to tackle the wolf failed also and ended up with her head and front legs hugging his thick neck while she hung to the ground underneath him. In terms of strength she had enough tohelp take down a deer, but not enough strength to even move the bulk that was Durai.

Sooner than she wished an hour passed. Narimé caught her breath while shaking her head in wonder at the white wolf. How come so many wolves in Lore were friggin huge? She wouldn't have a chance if any of them decided to come after her. Of course I could just run away from them, but I wouldn't last long in a fight.. She counted herself lucky for making farmore friends among the wolves of Lore than enemies. In fact she wasn't sure if any wolves actually did hate her here. Maybe disliked her, but none really hated the silver girl.

With a loud yawn Narimé decided that it was time to go. She had a lot of fun away from home, but now it was time to head back.

"I hope we get to meet again in the future Durai. You are a very good wolf and I hope you will call me a friend as I do you." She smiled, waited for a few seconds for Durai's response, then dipped her head goodbye and began padding slowly away. South was her direction now. South back to her golden home among the WIllows.