Chanting Chase In her hands is my heart, and she won't let go 'till its scarred.

@Natearie this is that private thread we talked about. If you could get a response in soon, that would be amazing, but of course, all in your own schedule. Thoughts. Speech.

Alvar was ecstatic as he ran forward, the wind on his face, the smell of pines as he dashed between their trunks, blood rushed like a raging river through his body, his bones felt as though made of the strongest stone, and his mind was clear. The recent days had been hard in the new winter, but he felt it necessary to relive some energy and run wild without rules or laws, and he felt it was long overdue, he sort of missed the loner life, the endless boundaries and the lack of pressure to please another, he could do as he wished, in between meals of course, which was of course the main reason to join a pack... food.

He ran until he could run almost no further, and stopped, he sat down and stared at the sky, breathing deeply, he noticed a scent... wolf. He turned wildly and realized he had made a mistake, running had made him tired and if this wolf was hostile, he would not be able to run or fight. He pressed himself to a tree and called out... "I wish no harm, let me go and we will have no trouble."

Alvar Forsberg.

The small Red femme stuck out like a sore thumb in this winter weather, oh how she wished she could change to white like the foxes did. Then she might have a slim chance of surviving yet another cold white season. She huffed sadly at the base of another tree, nothing.... and moved from tree to the next tree as quietly as possible listening at the base of each for a few minutes at a time for any sign of life, a mouse made a poor and tiny meal but it was far better then nothing...

She heard long before she saw or even scented the wolf. Closing her eyes in frustration, with all this noise how was she ever going to root out a mouse nest they'll all go deeper and quieter still. soon the noise of the other wolf stopped to and in surprise she opened her eyes to see a wolf pressed up against another tree not 20 feet from her and he was making those strange crooning noise the wolves in these parts were so fond of. she frowned she figured these sounds meant something if only she could understood them. They did not sound like a growl but because they were so different she could not be sure he meant no harm by the noises either.

This in mind she stood patiently and waited for his next move, tilting her head a little her eyes fell upon the wolf curiously and she scented air to glean as much information as she could get.

Hope this goes well, they might be very good friends. Is it okay if he shows a bit of "Affinity" for her? Thoughts. Speech.

Alvar listened carefully as he look around his surroundings to see if he could find the location of the other wolf, he was not really scared, but the idea of being stuck with a possibly hostile stranger without help was a bit unnerving. He scented the wolf after a few short moments, definitely female, and a bit younger than himself, smaller too. He decided she was no real threat and relaxed somewhat, he looked around and saw some red-brown fur sticking out not far from him. "This must be her..." He decided and moved forward.

Upon seeing her he immediately felt a decent dose of affinity for her and smiled a bit without thinking about it. He leaned down a bit and spoke kindly... Hello, My name is Alvar, I come from Wild Rye Fields, from your scent I can tell you are a lone wolf, where are you from?" He cocked his head a bit and waited for a reply.

Alvar Forsberg.

She froze as he continued to make those weirdly soothing noises again, soothing in the fact they were not growls at the very least. She blinked a few times and back up a few steps putting just a bit more space between them. She lifted her tail to be straight out behind her but she did not wag it. She did not want a battle to see who was boss nor would she submit, she'd rather flee. But he gave her no reason no flee yet so she simply stayed put.

This was a male, he smelled vaguely of others, there was no smell of injury nor illness that she could detect; he was a bigger then here but not as intimidatingly big as others she has glimpsed and ran from without interaction.

The femme drew in a deep breath cocked her head to the other side then decided he was no threat, but was he anything else? Suddenly she dropped her front end down into a play bow wagged her tail several times then jumped up and ran three short circles panting with laughter she turned to face the male again, dropped back down in a play bow and huffed an invitation, clearly planning on darting more circles should he engage her.

Okay then, I'll take that as a yes. XD, Bit of pp if you are ok with that. Thoughts. Speech.

Alvar watched closely as the girl backed away from him and stuck her tail out, clearly uneasy about the situation, he stepped back as well, and what happened next was very bizzare... She dropped down and started to show signs of wanting to play with him, she ran around him multiple times as he looked on in wonder, this girl was very strange... "But I guess I've done stranger." He thought. He felt that this was an occurrence of crucial portent to the situation. He decided he would play with her for a bit as she was obviously unwilling to speak for now, so he too dropped down and started huffing playfully.

He waited for her to run in front of him and then, lips covering his teeth, he grabbed on to the tip of her tail and threw it to the side lightly before joining in the running about she was so inclined to do.

After a decent while horsing around, the two lay down under the shade of the trees, out of breath and happy with how the day was going. He decided to ask her once again about her origins, but she seemed to not respond the last time, so maybe he should be more gentle... "Who are you? And where are you from?" He asked in the softest voice he was capable of, he smiled as he lay looking at her, enamored with the look in her brown eyes and completely curious about every detail about the small woman...

Alvar Forsberg.

Pangs of some distant memory reminded her of some distant time long ago but she could not put her paw on it, vaguely she remembered a pair of eyes but when she looked into the eyes before her she became confused they were not the eyes that flashed in her mind. Her momentary confusion and the expended energy lulled their game into a quiet and natural ending. When she moved to lay by a tree the strange wolf followed, so far he'd done nothing to harm her and in fact he had given her something to cherish, the first good memory in a life of nothing but eaten or be eaten.
<br>As she lay beside him she gazed tentatively into his eyes, She tipped her head as he again made those strange non growl noises, so she tried one of the non growl noises out, the one she had heard the most from the two wolves she'd now met. "Uuuuu.." She paused that didn't sounds right "You" she tried again, though she had no idea what the sound meant or the concept behind the word.

She waved her tail along the ground waiting to see if he liked that noise. she wanted to please him as much as he had pleased her.

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Glad they are getting along! :) Thoughts. Speech.

Alvar was somewhat confused by the fact that the girl seemed only want to repeat the word "You", she seemed a bit non-vocal at first to him, but after thinking for a few short moments he decided that she was wither unable to speak, or spoke a different language than he did. He smiled and laughed a bit to show his satisfaction and amusement, This girl was trying and was happy to see that. He decided that since she would not be able to speak to others, he would be her teacher. He walked over to the nearest tree and motioned for her to follow, he placed his paw on the tree and enunciated the word softly... "Tree." He then turned to a stick and repeated the word...

After naming Rock, Tree, Wolf, Stick, Fern, Bird, and Squirrel, he turned to her with kindness in his eyes and while motioning toward himself said... "Alvar." He sat back and waited to see what she would do.

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Alvar Forsberg.

She watched him with rapt fascination, cocking her head side and then to the other side with each thing he made a noise for. She had lots to think about, she had never taken the time to name things in her world so far things were Male, Female, Food, Not Food, Run, Hide, Go, Stay, Hot, Cold, Sleep, She never even though to name the ground she walked in she just understood food covered deep in the not food (ground) was safer to leave then food on top of the not food when she slept.

Her existance thus far had been very simplistic, yet very hard, Suddenly he stopped and she realized her attention had not been on the sounds but rather on his actions, making her a rather poor student. When he looked at her expectantly she looked at each thing he had touched trying to draw from memory the sound he'd made for each. Her brown eyes then fell upon him and she tried out the last thing she had heard and the thing that was closest to the forefront of her memory she had some trouble with the V sound as her tongue had never been asked to do these strange movements needed for sound "AlVvver" she huffed when that did not sound quiet right.

Her eyes went wide and she whipped her head toward the tree she lay under then at the ground, her ears swung forward and she clamped her teeth shut. her eyes moved back and forth her head followed a nearly inaudible noise, silently she stood not shifting a thing below her.

She raised herself up on her hind paws very reminiscent of a fox and slammed her front paws down breaking open a small spot the ground below her, she snapped up a mouse, Then another and then a third one she grabbed by the tail and offered the stunned critter to Alvar. She had found a mouse nest the very one she had been searching for before she met him "Alver?" she offered

I think this will be may last post, want to do a thread with him introducing her to the pack at wild rye fields? Or would you rather she remain a loner? Thoughts. Speech.

He watched as the Fox-colored girl offered him a trio of mice after unsuccessfully trying to pronounce his name, she then tried with a bit more success to pronounce his name as she sat down the mice, She must have realized that he was talking about himself, and he decided that that was sufficient for now. He Laughed and snapped up one of the mice and swallowed it in one gulp before tearing another in half and sending the only whole one and one half towards her, intent on her eating it.

He decided to canonize the goal of protecting this small girl, he was going to take her to the pack, if she would go, they always needed more members and she was not looking like she would survive the rest of the winter alone. He walked forward and placed his neck around her neck in a curt hug to show his happiness with her efforts, he then gently used his paw to point her in the direction of the pack, and began walking, motioning for her to follow, smiling as he looked at her.

Alvar Forsberg.

You discover a half-eaten deer carcass. +5 Health