Zephyr Rill Another fallen angel

For @Lorcan , but any other HR woofs can drop in, if they have anything useful to add. Aka, they know Askan and where he currently is. Also, sorry this got so damn heavy. Savvy got away from me.

It was about time that he got this show on the road, but that was a lot easier said than done. Savion had never been this far south-nor had any other Selwyn, aside from his niece and nephew- so of course he had no idea where he was or where he was supposed to go. Aimlessly wandering about hadn't gotten him anywhere. Sure, he'd met a pretty face or two and more than enough unfriendly ones, but The Comedian had to be honest and admit he'd just been killing time. He knew damn well his throne was secure, that no one else had the balls to try and take it, so in that sense there was no need to rush back. But it wasn't like he wanted to linger in these strange lands. He'd come here for a reason and he wasn't a pussy, he was gonna follow through.

It was just like ripping out the quills of a porcupine, the quicker it was over and done with the better.

By this point, Savion decided that it was about time to ask the locals a question or two. The few he had run into weren't always pleased to see him, so he never really got the chance to ask. And for those who did, well he was a bit to busy to think of such things. Now that the season was well and truly in the past he couldn't use it as an excuse.

The hunt was on, Savion was gonna find himself some Selwyns.

Heading north, Savion kept to himself, scavenging when he had the chance and grabbing handfuls of sleep whenever he found somewhere that was somewhat comfortable. This was just like the life he used to lead, he'd been a younger man back then. Blinded by youth and so he'd played the game just like everyone else. He wore his clan name like it was a badge of pride, something that garnered respect whether he'd earned it or not. And oh yeah, it was funny to watch wanna-be tough boys change in an instance when he told them just who he was.Then,of course- being high on power-he asked them if they really wanted to incur the fury of the wolves upon high? As though they were angels that would come down from heaven and dispense justice with such terrifying force that the earth itself would tremble.

Such bullshit. The Selwyns were not angels, they bled just the same as everyone else. And he knew that the same applied to himself, as the bloodied paw he dipped in the shallow stream was proof of that.

(This post was last modified: Apr 15, 2017, 04:38 PM by Savion.)

Since she'd returned after telling Lorcan he was going to be a father she hadn't left Hearthwood on her own. After her disagreement or argument, she wasn't sure which Inna wanted to get out of the territory for a bit. She was tired of being cooped up with so much resting to make sure the children would be okay. She'd done slow border patrols and she been okay but she was scared to death that something was going to happen to her pups. She sat a long time at the border looking out across Kingsfall debating it as much as she did want to leave pack lands.

Occasionally she would look over her shoulder as her tail swept across the snow to see if anyone was watching her. She worried that someone would try to stop her, her brother, Lorcan, maybe even Lekalta. Inna didn't want to know, though had she been watched closer she might not have ended up in the condition she was in. It was whatnot was now, she was having pupz and there wasn't anything to be done about it. Her fiery gaze went back out to the open space that butted up against the trees that made up the Hearthwood border.

A small little walk wouldn't hurt her of the pups and she wouldn't go far, just far enough she felt she was away. Maybe she would catch herself a rabbit to snack on while she was out, surely one little hunt wouldn't her either when she hadn't yet grown to the size of Lilya or her mother. Finally she made her decision she would take the walk and maybe it would help to clear her head. Rising from her haunches she made her way out into the open lands of Kingsfall.

Feeling the need for a drink Inna found herself in the place she and Lorcan had come to find the sweetgrass​. She went down to the water and got her drink before she started looking for the plant again. She was curious if she could find it without the healers help but she became distracted by a dark pelted wolf. Being that he was in Kingsfall Inna felt she should see what he was up to. So she made her way over to him, “Hello,” she stated as she approached him making sure to see that he was alone. “What brings you this way?”

(This post was last modified: Apr 17, 2017, 02:10 PM by Inna.)

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Although he would never admit it out loud, it had felt good to have some time away from the soon-to-be mother of his pups. Especially after their argument, the agouti male had needed his own space to calm down and think things over. He thought back to the previous morning as he traipsed along the borders of Hearthwood River, a frown etched across his chiseled features. The female drove him mad. She was just so stubborn! He thought that his little speech would get through to her, after all, he had opened himself up to her in a way he had not done before. But no, no matter what he said his words just seemed to go in one ear and out the other. Lorcan sighed, causing a cloud of white steam to plume from his mouth. 

As he continued along the borders, his nostrils flared as her scent crept up his nose. Lorcan huffed, fur bristling as he pushed his paws onward to ignore her scent and continue on his way. He didn’t get very far though. Stomping his fore-paws beneath him, the agouti male let out a low growl in frustration. He couldn’t stay mad at her like this, no matter how much she wound him up. If they were going to support each other with their pups, they would need to be on good terms and work together. With an agitated flick of his tail, Lorcan swiftly turned on his paws to trail after her along the river which flowed past the pack territory. 

Inna’s trail brought him to the stream where they had discovered the wild sweet grass a few days previous. Spotting her familiar dark shape up ahead, Lorcan quickened his pace and moved to approach her from behind. Head dipped low in apology and his tail tucked submissively between his legs, he tried his best to let her know that he was sorry. “Inna, I wanted to apologise for how I left things yes—” His apology was caught short as he both smelt and spotted the second dark figure lingering ahead of her. Lifting his tail up to sway neutrally behind him, he moved to stand alongside his pack mate, brushing up alongside her as he did so. “Who’s this?” He asked, with a curious tilt of his head towards the older male.

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together

Grumbling to himself, Savion let the chilly water numb the throbbing of his paw. Son of a bitch, wasn't this just great? Sure, it didn't hurt all that much-he weren't no wimp- but whether it bothered him or not didn't matter in the end. After all, like a right prat  he'd stepped on something sharp and cut his pad in the process. He could walk fine enough, but it was damn irritating to have even just a little bit of a limp. To show even just an inkling of weakness. This was the sort of shit he used to harass others for, when he was younger and more brash.

Aw, you got a sore foot? Lemme bite it off so you won't hafta worry 'bout it no more. No? I weren't askin' for your permission.

Those were the good days, but like everyone else he'd viewed the world through rose-tinted glasses. He'd grown up, realised the truths of this world and was doin' his damn best to impart them on others. He'd started on his family first, as was natural, but in the grand scheme of things he wanted everyone to understand. To see things from his perspective, to finally see reason. Maybe he was being a little too optimistic, things like that took time and from how he'd been handling things here...Well maybe it was a good thing he'd had a few good times with the ladies in this land. From the looks of it, he'd need an heir, someone to carry on his good work.

That was something to worry about later, he had company. Making a show of flinching, Savion turned to face the stranger with an easy, laid back demeanour. "Oh hey. Didn't 'ear you approach. Gave me a bit of a fright there." He laughed it off, making it clear that no harm had been done.

He'd just been about to string an excuse together, something charming no doubt, when another wolf entered the fray. A male this time and so not obviously pregnant like the cute little lady. He seemed a little cagey and the way he was rubbing up all on her made Savion suspect that they were more than just friends. Lovers perhaps? The father of her pups? Probably.

"The name's Savvy. I don't mean 'ta intrude. Hurt my paw a way back and was just cleanin' it off. Hope I ain't offending anyone bein' here, ain't my intention to." His smile was so earnest-if not a little unsure- that it would have been able to melt the frostiest of hearts."I'm actually looking for my niece and nephew. The name Selwyn ring any bells?"

(This post was last modified: Apr 18, 2017, 10:15 PM by Savion.)

The argument she'd had with Lorcan had been upsetting for the ebony Baranski, more so than she would have liked. They hadn't spoken since and she wasn't going to force the tawny man to speak to her. She hadn't asked him to help her with the pups and she hadn't asked him to come to Hearthwood. Though she would never deny how much it had meant all that he had done she wouldn't force him to do more than what he wanted. It had to be his choice no matter how much she wanted him to be a part of their pups lives. They were merely friends and he had someone that he already cared very deeply for so she did not feel she had the right to ask anything of him.

She would give him the space and time he needed it was really all she could do when she didn't understand what had happened. All she knew was one minute they were fine, they'd apologized for the way they spoken to each other and the next...He was gone. He'd disappeared amongst the trees of Hearthwood, she hadn't seen him since.

Her walk from the border had been a nice change from staying in her den or the slow border patrols. It hadn't really helped to clear her head which so much going on in her thoughts, she didn't know where to even begin. Inna may not have been able to clear her head but she had decided that she was tired of feeling so defeated.

That thought was interrupted when she came across a strange wolf who seemed to be dipping his paw in the water. Being that he was close to Hearthwood she decided to check and see what he was up to. Despite her condition and how she was feeling she still had a duty to her pack. He'd only got a sentence out before the sound of Lorcans voice reached her ears. He wanted to apologise but he cut himself short, well that it seemed would have to wait until later. They had this stranger to attend to first.

She felt him brush his side against hers but chose not to return the action and instead kept her attention in the unknown male. Who supplied his name for Lorcan which was all the better for Inna, she wasn't sure she was ready to speak to him just yet. “You haven't offend anyone yet. You're more than welcome to care for your paw here, if you would like my packmate could look it over for you.” It was an offer she wasn't sure the male would accept but it was out there all the same. She also didn't know if Lorcan would be angry with her for it but the man hadn't done anything to deny him that. Her head tilted in a curious manner to one side as he asked about the name Selwyn. “I have met a Selwyn, not long ago. His name is Askan.” Now that she thought about it the male in front of her did seem to have similar eyes to the rye wolf.

(This post was last modified: Apr 19, 2017, 03:18 AM by Inna.)

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Lorcan kept his gaze firmly fixed upon the older male ahead of Inna as he moved forwards to stand alongside her. Since they were on unclaimed land and the loner had given him no cause for concern just yet, the Hearthwood subordinate allowed his tail to sway neutrally behind him. The agouti male was curious though, as he soon began to wonder if the he and Inna were already acquainted, or if in fact it was just coincidence that they had both stumbled across the traveler at the same time.

Tilting his head curiously to one side, russet ears perked up as Lorcan waited for an answer to his question. Lorcan shook his head and offered the older male a subtle smile.  He had done nothing wrong and so there was no need for apologies. Golden gaze then glanced down to the male’s paw, a concerned frown pulling at his pale brows. Inna spoke up then, swiftly offering up his own services. A sideways glance was put towards the dark coated female, slightly irked that she had offered up his help before inquiring about the extent of the injury. He might have had the knowledge, but with the harsh chill of winter still gripping the northern expanse, there was little in the way of plants that he could offer the loner. Still, Lorcan decided it was best not to appear rude and so he hesitantly offered up a nod in agreement.

The silvering male then went on to explain that he was in search of members of his family. Lorcan’s eyes immediately widened at the mention of Selwyn as none other than the troublesome menace that was Askan came to mind. His brows frowned and his charcoal lips curled down in response to the sour taste his name conjured in his mouth.  The agouti male had been about to speak when Inna beat him to it. He turned to her then, a single brow raised and his muzzle wrinkling in both surprise and concern when the very same name spilled from her lips. He had no idea that she’d had the pleasure of meeting him too. 

Turning back to look towards the older Selwyn, Lorcan didn’t hesitate to offer up his own information. “I, too, have the pleasure of knowing Askan. He lives directly west of here in a pack called Wild Rye Fields.” He added, rather sarcastically, before he paused to think back to another encounter with a different wolf. “I’ve also briefly encountered his sister – Everly, I think it was. She was trying to track him down, so I sent her in that direction too.” He added, his tone growing friendlier now as he thought back to the more cheerful sibling, as he gestured westward with his muzzle.

(This post was last modified: Apr 19, 2017, 01:46 PM by Lorcan.)

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together

When he saw the flash of recognition in their eyes Savion realised just how lucky he was. What were the chances, huh? That he'd run into not one but two wolves who recognised his family name. Not only that but the male seemed to know both of them. Now didn't that make his job a whole lot easier? From what he'd been told, Everly had left months after her brother but somehow she managed to end up in the same land. It was almost too good to be true, he wanted to be suspicious, to see if they were pulling his leg but sometimes Lady Luck did look his way.

Thank fuck for that.

The cute lady seemed to like his nephew well enough- frankly he had no idea why- but the same couldn't be said for her lover boy. Just the mere mention of him was enough to make the aguoti bristle with contempt.  And rather than feel offended on Askan's behalf, The Comedian understood. Oh boy did he understand. More than anyone could know really. Loverboy did seem more fond of Everly though, and again he wasn't all that surprised. Savion had never been that sort of uncle, the kind that loved his nieces and nephew as though they were his own kids, but out of all of them he'd probably say...Actually, you know what, fuck 'em, he hated them all.

He just hated Askan especially.

"Ah." Savion nodded slowly, and forced a look of realisation to dawn on his face. "He rub you tha' wrong way too? He's always been a little...Difficult to get along with, good lad though, means well. Glad to 'ear about Everly though, a real sweetheart that one. You see...The thing is, I wish it weren't so but me bein' here ain't a happy occasion. There's been some deaths in the family, including his Dad. 'N I felt I should be the ones to bring 'em home meself so we can sort it out togetha'.  "

There was a slight curiosity about what the man wanted with Askan but having met the rye wolf she had no doubt he could take care of himself. Inna was not surprised to learn that Lorcan also knew Askan and his sister but what did surprise her was the way he'd spoken of the dark male. She had found Askan a little brusque but polite and friendly in his own way. It also hadn't hurt that he was rather easy on the eyes but she wouldn't admit that to anyone. As a girl coming of age she felt she was allowed such thoughts, Inna shook her head. Now wasn't the time to her letting her mind drift along that path, not with Lorcan standing right next to her.

The Baranski didn't have to give Savvy any instructions on how to find Askan or his sister Everly, Lorcan took care of that for her. Which gave Inna some time to appreciate the name Everly, she thought it was pretty. It could even work for one of her pups if she had a little girl, that was a name she would put away for safekeeping. That was just another thing she had to worry about, the naming of her pups and even more she wondered how many she would have.

As it turned out Savvy wasn't here looking for Askan with good news, there had been deaths in the family and even worse Askan’s father. She didn't know how the dark man felt about his own father but she could sympathize with him having lost her own. “I'm sorry to hear that, deaths in the family are never an easy thing. It shouldn't be too hard to find him if you follow my packmates instructions.” Inna did wonder how the rye wolf would take the news of his father's death and if Savvy would actually be able to get Askan to go with him. The last time she'd spoken with him Wild Rye Fields were his home and his family.

(This post was last modified: Apr 24, 2017, 01:26 AM by Inna.)

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Russet ears perked up as the Hearthwood subordinate listened to see how the Selwyn male would react to the good news. Both he and Inna were familiar with members of his family and now it seemed his search would finally be over. The agouti male tilted his chin down and a single pale eyebrow arched up sarcastically when the older male stated that Askan was sometimes difficult to get along with. Well, that was an understatement. Still, Lorcan liked the fact that this male didn’t appear to take any offense about his obvious dislike for the swarthy male. He gave a small nod of his head, but made no further comment on the Rye Field wolf. This Selwyn male actually seemed like someone who he could come to respect, unlike Askan.

A small smile graced his charcoal lips and the agouti male offered up yet another nod in agreement when @Savion spoke of Everly. “She was..” Lorcan murmured quietly, before the older male continued. Lorcan’s ears pressed back against his head at the loner’s ominous words and his head tipped curiously to the side as if eager to find out more about the reason behind his visit. Suddenly Lorcan fell quiet and he felt a strange ache in his chest at the thought of both Askan and Everly receiving such bad news. He felt almost guilty then. Sure, he dreamt of the day when someone would finally bite Askan in the arse, but, he wouldn’t wish the pain of a family members death on anyone. 

Russet ears flicked to the side as he caught Inna’s consoling words and he allowed his golden gaze to flitter momentarily across the darker males face in sympathy. Nodding, he gestured with his muzzle to the west again. “It should only take you four days at most, Wild Rye Fields is not too far from here.” He added, his tail lowering down before it flicked awkwardly behind him. “And when you find them, please offer them both my condolences..” He added sincerely, offering the older Selwyn a fragile smile.

(This post was last modified: Apr 25, 2017, 06:11 PM by Lorcan.)

# P O R C A N

sometimes, two people have to fall apart to realise

how much they need to fall back together

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