Thicket of Secrets Great Thickness

Black wolf struggled her way through branches that were growing along the ground and actually all over the place. It was getting hot even thought the weather was cool, but all this struggling was tough. Forcing her way between two branches groing on top of eachc other, she came to a small clearing. Rebecca decided to rest in there. It seemed to be only spot nearby that wasn't owergrown.
Huffing and pufing young female settled to lie down, then rolled to her side. Breething heavily she closed her eyes, ears still moving around, listening for danger. Only birds singing peacefully. Lush comfort ran throughout Reba's body. All worries started to feel less important. She should be going to look for den, but it was much nicer to just kept lying here, few sunshines shining to her body through the thick leaf roof.
Slowly Reba started to fell asleep, soon breathing calmly, whole body relaxed, in deep, black sleep.

(This post was last modified: Nov 24, 2011, 03:27 PM by Rebecca.)

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The male swept through the thick foliage with little effort, only because it was a path he had taken many times before. The thick fur of his pelt protected him from the grasping branches, though it could not shield him from all of the sharp trees. It was unheard of traveling through the thicket and not gaining a few scratches along the way.

His eyes swept through the winter kissed land, always looking for a place he could officially call home. He had been here many times, but as the large male broke through to the small clearing, he had never recalled seeing a sleeping wolf in the middle of it. Blinking, the regal wolf stiffened his figure, noting the peaceful way the she-wolf’s chest rose and fell in a deep sleep, completely oblivious that there just might have been danger lurking nearby. Uttering a sharp snarl to awaken the female, Ruiko studied the dark creature, his emotionless façade revealing nothing to her.

Rebecca had been dreaming with great pleasure, when suddenly growling penetrated her cheerful sleeping. Eyes widened as shock jolted her body. She had fell asleep?! Not in any safe spot that's sure! Slowly she moved her head to see where the noise had came from. When she saw the brute standing there, looking at her. Frightened squeak escaped from her mouth and caused a whole parade of emotions in her eyes.
<i>'Good job, now he thinks you're some weak little puppy! Yeah, you're afraid, but don't you stupid wolf go and show it to everyone!'</i>. Rebecca had a hard conversation with herself in her mind.If she had learned something from the years of living alone, it was <b>NEVER show your fear!!!</b>. Now she had broken that rule and fear had locked her body. Only thing she could do was to watch and wait. What would the brute do? Kill her? Eat her? Leave her alone? Well, probably not at least leave her alone if he had stopped and even seen the "trouble" to wake her up. Oh why did she ever lied down? Why did she fall asleep? If she just would kept going and find some good place to sleep, some safe den, everything could be differently!
Not beeing able to help herself, Reba started to think the time her family had passed away. The same "if just, if I wouldn't" think had beeing going on in her mind at that time. It had nearly broke her. No, now wasn't the time to feel sorry for herself. All fear swiped away Rebecca looked directly in the eyes of the brute, but didn't stood up. Small growl came from her throat.

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The squeak that emitted from the jaws of the surprised female would have stirred a look of bemusement upon the male’s features had he allowed any emotion to break through the stoical mask he kept. The ebony wolf was quick to awaken now, the shock of his presence not fully registering completely upon her mind it seemed. Shifting his shoulders loosely back, Ruiko was about to bow his muzzle down and reveal to her he would not harm her when a snarl finally escaped her lips, stirring the automatic reaction of his own lips to curl back in a dominant snarl.

Lifting himself to his full height, the tawny wolf whipped his tail once in the air, waiting to see if she would back down, his bright golden eyes staring back at her just as she did to him. “Keep it up, littlewolf,” he warned with a growl, wondering if she would stand down. It seemed there was something feisty about the darker females of Relic Lore.

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Rebecca stood up. She was smaller and weaker than the brute, but that wasn't going to frighten her anymore. She didn't even try to look large, no need to show off her powers when she didn't have any. Her tail swinging slowly behind he as she started to walk closer, head on the level of shoulders, teeth shown, but not growling. Reba never attacked, but in the many fights she had been in... She never fleed.
Reba stopped in the front of the brute and lifted her head, ready to attack if he would. Still, only feelings you could see from her eyes were joy and playfullness.
<b>"Hi"</b> she said hiding her teeth, but keeping her body launch ready position.

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The ebony she-wolf did not fully back down, despite his warning. Yet she stood, moving toward him with what Ruiko considered to be a fearless feat, much like sleeping in the opening of the thicket. Her muzzle still remained up a notch, but her greeting was what soothed the male’s nature. His figure remained stiff while his hackles remained bristling, but upon her greeting Ruiko gave a brief dip of his muzzle in turn of her welcome.

His tail flicked behind him gently, his eyes regarding her carefully for a moment. He had not seen her in Relic Lore yet, but that did not mean she was new to the lands. He had been dutifully aiding Swift River with his time, and in turn had not strayed far from the heart of the lands. “Ruiko Tainn,” he introduced, one ear twitching as he waited to see what she would do.

Rebecca wagged her tail. She had done the right things and said the right words. Good.
<b>"Rebecca"</b>, Reba introduced herself same way as the brute had. Then her eyes locked to the twicthing ear, but when she noticed it was only a ear she relaxed her body, still keeping close eye on the brute.
Life is curious. One day you're alone and happy, next day you meet someone and you're feelings are all messed up. That's what happened to Reba. Part of her wished taht this encouter would end quickly and she would let in peace to continue her solitary life. On the other hand, she was a wolf, wolves usually live in packs, and sometimes, seldom, Reba missed company. The hardness of choosing always hit hardly, this time was no different. It was enough to make her head drop and bring the sad, haunted look to her eyes. Turning around Rebecca started to walk away head and tail hanging low, hoping that one days he could end this sufferment and decide. At that time it was probably better to live alone.

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The ebony girl seemed to relax then – and as a mirror to her actions, Ruiko’s own tawny tail gave one quick wag through the cold winter air, his own muscles relaxing as he allowed the tension to release from them. It seemed there would be no fight today, which stirred relief to the large male. When he was younger he had thrived upon such actions – lived for the fight and to prove himself through dominance. Now, he was simply looking to settle down. At four years of age, it was time.

However, the interlude between the two wolves only lasted for a brief introduction of names, and no sooner did her name spill from her black lips did her slender figure begin to droop. Blinking, Ruiko watched as the she-wolf turned, her swarthy form beginning to meader away from him in the definition of disappointment and heartache.

It would seem Ruiko had once more found himself a female who was nothing but an emotional roller coaster. Holding back a sigh, the male prowled forward, coming up just to the side of the she-wolf as his muzzle inclined in her direction. “Something I said, perhaps?” There was a small pause, and it seemed a bit of his humor could be found in this situation. “Or is it that I smell bad?”

Rebecca smiled to jokes of Ruiko, but they weren't enough to make her laugh. She was always so sure about herself, thinking that being part of a pack is weakness, but lately she had started to miss company of other wolves. Living alone wasn't always easy. Heart pulling in two directions, Reba was unable to be with other wolf without thinking her family. Deep in her heart she was still loyal to Dauntless, only one carrying the bloodline of Wheatears.
<b>"No, you didn't say anything and you smell clean"</b>. Rebecca kept going, one part of her praying to stay with this wolf, the other just wanted to run away and hide. On the edge of the clearing Reba couldn't stand the situation anymore, she had to stop. Indecision took all her powers and she collapsed to the ground.
Lying there she looked around, but didn't saw the forest around, only her birthplace and family. Squeaking she hid her head under her paws trying to get rid of the painful memories. She couldn't get her family back, but maybe, just maybe she could find new place to call home and new wolves to call family. Just maybe.

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His small quips of humor weren’t lost on the girl – which was nice, as Ruiko offered them so rarely, especially to a wolf he had just met. Even so, the she-wolf kept going, her ebony figure rather intent to escape his presence. Pulling back, the tawny male cast one more quick glance to the distraught she-wolf, slightly perturbed by her behavior and deciding then and there that she was perhaps crazy.

Turning without another word, the regal wolf moved back to the direction he had come, deciding it best to leave the disturbed girl behind; bleeding hearts had never gotten him further ahead in life, and he wasn’t about to get pulled in to the traumas of a wolf he did not know. He did not see the stranger flop herself to the ground, but the soft ‘phlump’ of fur hitting the earth stirred his muzzle to cast a quick glance back. Blinking, he noted the she-wolf lifting her paws above her head, and bowing his muzzle down, Ruiko Tainn turned his head, continuing on the path that would lead him away from anothers drama.