The Wildwood L'obscurité

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Was it really that wrong of her to be scared? The snowy creature blinked, astounded by the devastation of something that was once probably very beautiful. She looked down passed her tiny paws and to the dead earth, and she frowned. In her year of living she had never seen or even heard of something like this. Her parents prepared her for as much as they could have during the time she had spent with them, but she still had a lot to learn. Her delicate ears slid flat upon her crown, and she took a step back, half due to shock, and half due to her not wanting to know what would appear further down the path.

Where was Julien? Why did she decide to travel without him? Her soft eyes frantically moved left and right, as if searching for something that would turn her as dead as the spoiled foliage beneath her paws. "Julien," her thick french accent prominent as she called out in desperation, although knew he was most likely no where near her. She had gone off too far and now she wasn't sure how to leave this morbid place. "Que vais-je faire," she said, her heart thumping heavily upon her chest.

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(This post was last modified: Mar 28, 2011, 03:59 PM by Selene.)

No one could go back to how things use to be. Each curve in the road lead onward, bringing new challenges. How they were dealt made another stretch of ground, another intersection, a possible red light for a time that'd turn to green. His memories were stuck inside of him never to be forgotten. He was trying to focus on what was next, not what happened. He'd come so far from being a confused child to a confident youth with many good examples to look up to. Eyes wide open much to where he was, it'd been three days since he had visited the sight of his birth. He had not stayed long, confused by the way he'd felt. He was bound to get a hold of the strange chaos, put his mind at ease.

Large paws pressing against the silent ground. He tried to hold onto his confidence and happy mood. It would be his weapon to conquer. Falling into an simple jog, his hips swayed and he bobbed along being aware the further he got from Swift River. He was certain to be alone when the gentle breeze whispered an unknown female's scent into his nose. The black lad halted scrunching his brows, and breathing deep wondering who. He could detect any familiarness, but found it odd another girl was in this blackened land. Leery, fully intrigued he stalked from it's direction keeping senses peeled for her. Much to his surpise it was a small, white girl looking very out of place. Lost almost. Brows were furrowed against his orage eyes, and long limbs glided closer in a slower motion. "Miss, you okay?"

(This post was last modified: Apr 01, 2011, 03:47 PM by Triell.)

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Oh. My. God. What the hell was that? Selene's ears swirled in the darkness of the forest and she could feel her heart climbing up her throat. Her legs were spread as though she was ready to take off and flee at any moment. Normally she was not so cowardly, but given the circumstances, she was indeed very afraid. Something was approaching her but she could not yet tell who it was, so this, plus the fact that the dead forest gave her the creeps, was really the reason why she was being so skiddish. After all she was no longer protected from monsters by electric fences!

Finally, the dark figure which had been looming in the distance came into clear view. Selene, who had been stiff with fear, let it all go when she realized it was only another wolf. With a soft sigh and still a frown, she greeted him. "Bonjour mon jeune monsieur..... I'm not alright. I'm lost in this place and I don't know how to get out." She began in French but smoothed out into English, almost forgetting he did not speak French. "Can you help me, please," she asked him, her voice soft and sweet with dulcet undertones.

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(This post was last modified: Apr 01, 2011, 03:56 AM by Selene.)

The female stood much like a pale deer, to terrified to move but ready to take off if the seconds clamped down. Own ears pressed against his skull in uncertainty. Cnce the gap was closed there was a small difference. Like he wasn't the scary monster she had been awaiting perhaps. Though it was clear she was still quite troubled by her delicate features. Wide ears swiveled forward, as he drank in the fluid melody coming from her lips. It was beautiful, but he had no idea what it meant. He bit the corner of his lip in a frown, but she stopped and changed to something he better understood. These new words were still carved with a sweet strokes beyond anything he had heard. Black nose twitched, orange eyes gazing at her in small wonder. The young lad almost believed he'd fallen into a fairy tale. Or she'd fallen out of one.

Clearing his throat, he shifted his legs, and stood a little taller. He tried his best not to gawk, and instead placed a warm smile on his face. "I can help you get out of here, my home is over that way,"he said glancing over his shoulder, "But is there something or someone your looking for specificly?" Thick brows shifted, but his smile remained.

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If this was indeed a fairytale, Selene had just met the hero of the story. A soft smile danced onto the grace's muzzle, and her tail fell into a jovial sway. "Je vous remercie! Thank you, thank you!" She innocently took a few steps forward and embraced the hero who would save her from this dark, gloomy, frightening place. When she was finished she moved back and smiled at him again. "Well, I was looking for my brother, Julien. But I don't know where he is."

Suddenly she wondered what this garçon was doing here to begin with. If he knew where he was and how to get out, why had he not turned around when he realized where he was headed? After all, who would actually want to be here? "Were you looking for someone here, too? Or do you like to explore scary places for fun or something," Selene asked in her thick accent. Her eyes were wide and curious, though a part of her was ashamed for sticking her nose in another wolf's business. After all, she had no right to know how he spent his time. They had just met.

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Smile couldn't help but widen along his lips, at her found joy -relief. She spoke in that forgein tongue again, changing once more to what he understood with hints of what had been. Was the boy intrigued? He was captivated just like he'd found a lost, white fairy needing help. Black banner waved happily, remembering how Ozera teased him and Indru about how many damsels they rescued. He surely was living up to that. Cheeks felt warm, and swollen when she advanced. He best held himself still as he could knowing he would not look different. Though the fuzzy feeling was surely something else. Face etched with soft concern, another white lass who was looking for her brother. Storing the name he decided to ask, "What does your brother look like, miss?" He would want to keep an eye out and figured a physical description would increase the chances of finding him.

Own questions came, and his head titled slightly down. A good hearted chuckle came to fight back the nervous edge he felt. He quickly shook his head. If the blackened lands had meant nothing to him, he doubted he would have made much visit this way. Though surely he would have been curious what had caused the condition. Deciding to be honest, but only to a point, his lips opened. "I was born here, and like to visit hoping to see it grow back." He said, adding a smile to assure her there was no harm. "I"m Triell, by the way. So how about we get walking. I bet you'd like to see a nicer bit of view." He was trying to change the subject, and held his tongue not yet daring to ask about her beautiful voice.

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