caught in the undertow

Chulyin! Sorry this is so short, and probably sucky, but here is our thread!

Three days had passed, yet the young beauty continued on a path well worn by wolves surrounding the area. In the distance stood a mountain, large and intimidating, that served as a pit stop for her grueling travel--why she had decided to leave The Vale of Secrets was beyond her, but she had become restless and uncomfortably lonely in Red Fern Forest. Things were so different here than back home, it seemed that though she smelled plenty of wolves, their scents were usually stale by the time she had reached it and the wolf baring the smell had most likely gone miles away from the stench. She had begun to yearn for company, anyone besides prey that she could interact with and not wish to devour, and yet it seemed the hardest task to accomplish a simple meet and greet, a part of her assumed this looming mountain was no different but she relied on her judgement instead of her gut. Something had to be here...

She approached Dire Mountain with caution, her nostrils twitched to inhale more stale scents but they were surprisingly fresher than the many others she'd encountered days back, perhaps she had struck gold. Feeling the sensation of exhaustion overtake her, she paused at the base of the mountain and allowed her body to rest, finally taking her weight from her paws and instead to her belly as she felt the cool ground against her underside, stretched her legs, yawned wide and sent out a few short barks with hopes that the wolf baring the scent would approach.

(This post was last modified: Aug 16, 2013, 08:56 PM by Bastet.)

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The man didn't usually travel so far from home. He tried to keep himself by the borders, maybe a bit ways down the mountain, if only to get a good stretch in, never wanting to lose his grip on the ability to climb. Living atop a mountain was certainly convenient as one never really had to climb a mountain, but on the off chance he found himself upon true flat earth, he wanted to be able to climb the mountain as quickly and as capably as possible. However, he'd seen very little of the east side of these lands, save for the high view from the mountain. The way down was easy enough, easier once he got past the steep angles near the top.

It was a warm day, threatening rain as far as he could tell. Thankfully, it didn't rain as he wandered downward. Probably tomorrow, so he would not linger long around the base of the mountain. He sniffed about the rocks, peering about the trees, though did not let their dark branches consume him. Why he had thought these lands would be any different from the west, he was unsure, but it was good to see them at their base. So, he wasted no time in heading back towards the mountain and beginning the upwards ascent once again. He didn't make it far at all before he heard a bark from below. Though hugging the rocky wall, he shifted his weight to look over the edge. A dark woman lying by the base almost just below him. The man countered with a bark of his own, deciding to give this woman a chance. He needed to get back home, but as long as he was here, maybe he could learn a bit more. <b style="color:#a51919">

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Before she could catch her breath she got her response, a bark much deeper than her own quipped minutes after her own and she lifted to her haunches to seek out the figure on the other side of the mountain. Though she could not see him, she sensed her company was male, from his strong musk in the air and the bark she received that was much too low to be the tone of a female, she could also estimate his age and from what her instincts told her he was a little older than one year. The only information his scent did not tell her was whether he was the social type or the kind that preferred to be left alone; an anti-social kind all aspects. Only time, and a introduction could give her that information, and so far the male was taking far too much time in approaching her.

Minutes passed and Chulyin had not approached--similar to the male she had met not too long ago--and she forced air against her cheeks to click her tongue with slight impatience, she couldn't help feeling slighted after receiving a response but no company...""ELLO!" she spoke, her heavy accent masking the greeting shouted into the air, "Enyone dere?" she asked, speaking in the direction she had heard Chulyin's bark, and just to be sure that he heard her this time, she barked a second time but this one had a bit more bass than before. It wasn't until a westward wind blasted his musk in her face and gave her a signal that he was on top of her, quickly she lifted her narrow skull into the air with nostrils twitching to pinpoint his position, she found him a few yards above her, simply watching her from afar. Her eyebrow lifted with disbelief and slight confusion as to why he was still all the way up there, but as she had done before, she assumed it was the culture of wolves in this strange new land, but remained in her spot doing as he was to her, simply staring and waiting for him to approach her with all the respect a beautiful woman deserved. The woman was no brat, but felt like she needed to be treated like a lady, a royal lady.