Cedarwood Forest I'm gonna give all my secrets away

Dorian Gray
i'm gonna give all my secrets away...

Welcome to any GH wolves that wanna pop in, he's a good distance from the border but is hiding and just checking things out, for now. Gotta brush the dust off of him.  

There was no silencing the ragged beating of Dorian's heart as a single functioning eye in a shade of green watched the distant border being worked by one of its protectors, his muddied pelt that typically shown in shades of ivory, tawny and charcoal hidden now in what able vegetation this new; yet not new, place offered as concealment. It did little for his large frame, but it would do. Anything to keep his presence a secret a little longer.

For ages now it felt like the heavyset brute had been wandering in search of something he couldn't find. Peace? A home? Dorian wasn't sure what it was his paws were leading him towards, but it had to mean something that now after so long he found himself treading in familiar grounds again. Maybe it was a needed lesson to harden that soft, fragile shell of a wolf he was prior to his first steps in these lands. How easily spooked he was, refusing to live in the light of day or face the presence of another. Flashing memories back to the fateful day he encountered a woman on the shoreline of a lake, prosecuted with questions about a woman she was looking for began to play across the forefront of his mind. The brute giving a swift shake of his head to rid those pictures.

No, he wasn't that weak anymore. Or so he hoped. But wasn't he still here, hiding in the shadows to avoid detection which was the polar opposite of what he tried to claim to be? Oh, how Dorian Gray had much, much more to learn still if he ever wanted to truly break free of his prison. 

The small female was meandering around the border in half of a patrol and half in search of medical supplies. They didn't have a need for them but it was still nice to be prepared in case something happened. Again.

Shaking that thought from her mind the scarred female stepped over the invisible line that surrounded her shrinking home. There was more available resources outside of the Hollow than there was inside. Her nose held low to the ground as she sniffed around the roots of a cedar tree. Oisin wasn't particularly sure what she was looking for but something would have to stand out sooner or later. She hoped so at least.

Her scarred forehead and muzzle crinkled as she happened to get a nose full of something smelly. Likely a passing by skunk or old marking of some other animal. Whatever it was deterred her away from that tree.

The next tree she settled by she did not bother sniffing at. Instead, her body slumped down to the earth in a relaxing laying position. She wasn't very far from the borders of Grizzly Hollow so if anyone needed her all they would have to do would be call. She just needed a small break after all.

Dorian Gray
i'm gonna give all my secrets away...

OOC here!

His breath gave a hitch and his heart all but froze in place now as his single eye watched this member of society's paws drift away from that invisible line they had been tracking and opted to follow a path that led them right to the tree he had been hiding next to minutes before deciding that this bush right here, next to a much larger tree that would offer better coverage, made the cut for his secret bunker. Her scar riddled face nosed at the roots and crinkled in a look he couldn't determine between falling under unpleasant or annoyed. And the absolute worst thing Dorian could imagine happened. She came close to his hide out and plopped herself right in front of the tree he was beside.

 

The once frozen heart within his chest began to thunder rapidly again in frantic fear and all his mind could process in that split second was Flee! Flee! Flee! and that was exactly what Dorian was going to do. Taking a very slow, cautious step back he was unaware of a twig that lay hidden beneath some of the early fallen foliage until a loud snap sounded out and caused his body to drop to the floor in fear. Oh, he was a goner now.

 

(This post was last modified: Sep 05, 2017, 08:32 PM by Dorian.)

Perhaps Oisin should have paid more attention to her surroundings. A snap of a twig underfoot caught her off guard as she stumbled to her paws. Dirty yellow eyes scanning the area in a frenzy before she spotted a large figure through the foliage. Her heart beat rapidly in her chest as she contemplated all the things to do in this instance. Oisin could very easily flee right back into the borders of the Hollow or call for someone to come assist her but by the time they got here she figured the stranger would have fleed or attack.

"Who are you?" She called out weakly as she stood near the tree trying to appear as strong as she could, which was rather hard considering her size and less than impressive tones. "You're awfully close to my home, Grizzly Hollow." The healer-in-training warned him carefully. Who knew how Veho or even Amaryllis might feel if there was someone poking around their borders without calling first? If anything she was doing the large stranger a favor by giving him that little warning.

She wondered if he had a reason for lurking so close. Was he looking for someone or something? Perhaps he knew someone within the Hollow...but then wouldn't he have called for them?

Dorian Gray
i'm gonna give all my secrets away...

OOC here!

Sure enough, despite the smaller woman's aloofness to his presence prior to the snap of the twig, there was hardly enough time for the frightened male to make a quick escape before he was caught red pawed for being too close for comfort to the borders of this pack. A single green eye widened its gaze as it came to lock onto the dirty yellow pair he could see through the patches of foliage he failed to hide behind, the tawny form they belonged to shifting to face him head on before words tumbled free from her lips to question who he was and warning him how close apparently he was to Grizzly Hollow. So that was the name of this pack.

Even though this woman was indeed much smaller in comparison to his own size and her words may have been anything but intimidating to someone else she had encountered, her words held the very effect she intended to have. Oh how in that moment Dorian wished the ground would just swallow him up whole so he could escape this agonizing situation. All he wanted to do was look around, satisfy his ailment of curiosity and then be gone like a whisper on the wind, but nope. That just wouldn't happen for him.

For a moment he contemplated whether to answer or just take his chances and bolt like a bat out of hell for the nearest exit. What a nice idea that would have been had his limbs not frozen completely underneath him, shivering with the fear that coursed thickly through his body. Might as well answer her then. His jaws parted and when he tried to force his vocal chords to form the sounds of his name all that managed to come out was an embarrassing squeak that caused his ears to press harder against his skull. Well, now what was he suppose to do if even his voice wouldn't work?

Dorian did the only thing that came naturally to him. He went belly up and cringed in upon himself, awaiting the gnashing of teeth that would befall him and add new additions to the scars that riddled his would be handsome face.