Fireweed Rise The Danger In Starting A Fire

It was a never ending journey across uncharted lands and battles with the expected and unexpected enemies. From sunny skies to torrential downpours that fought to impregnate rivers until their silt filled banks gave way and flooded the surrounding land. From tiny pest like foxes who tried to be sly and scavenge the latest kill to larger, more deadly opponents like the infamous Grizzly Bear which no lone wolf no matter the experience could defend against. From travel weary paws to the scarcity of prey around an area leading to less meals and more vulnerability to fatigue. It was all of these things that have led this young she wolf to where she was now. Traveling, temporary rest, traveling, temporary rest. It was the never ending pattern that fueled her to continue onward and never settle longer than need be, but now she was contemplating her own views on living the rouge lifestyle anymore. At 3 years of age, it was time she followed whatever destiny was set in motion for her and call a place home.

Luscious rolling green hills with small splashes of reds and oranges the color of fire seemed to suddenly surround the young she-wolf and her intensely contrasting dark guess frame which was set off that much more by her rich amber tinted eyes. It was such a pleasant sight to behold after a number of days navigating through rocky type conditions and bland scenery consisting of stones, trees and more trees beyond that. Lifting her maws to the partly cloudy skies above, Enoki inhaled the scents around her with a small sigh of relief as no unknown scents from another wolf, or wolves seeing as there were many packs it seemed that she discovered have come to call this large expanse of land home. None the less the.fact that this small patch of the land held no scents of a packs boundaries allowed her to relax her body ever so slightly.

Padding slowly onward through the lush green strands of grass, ears still on alert and her tail swinging idly begin her in the gentle breeze, Enoki took the time to occasionally lower her head downwards towards small patches of flowers she would travel beside and would take in their delicate floral scents. Finally coming to a stop the young fae lowered her haunches to the cool earth and have her two toned pelt of blacks and whites a quick shake to rid it of any loose dirt and unwanted hitch hikers that may have clung to the strands of her fur throughout her travels. "Well I guess it's safe enough at the moment to take a break and relax the old limbs." She chuckles softly to herself while giving her surroundings one more quick surveillance before allowing herself to lower her frame completely to the ground seeing as there was no danger to her nearby. For now at least.

(This post was last modified: Apr 05, 2013, 12:16 AM by Enoki.)

An unending hunger drove the woman beyond the boundaries of her home this day, heading directly south to the Rise her and her pack had hunted within time and time before. Still there was a chill in the air. Still snows came and went in thin layers and ice edges the river banks. Large game was yet scarce and with yet another pack close to her territory (Narime's pack, to be exact) finding food became more of a pressure. Without a doubt, did her pack suffer over the winter and beginning of the spring season. Not only did she loose a good Leader, a guardian and likely soon her best tracker, but two hunters within her ranks. The caches were low and not wanting to eat everything her pack held Elettra decided to expand out on her own in order to stretch her legs and prove herself still independent despite the rounding of her belly, already half-way through her unexpected pregnancy.
Well more rounded before, the woman trudged along, seeking out anything in her path that crossed the paleness of her gaze. Her limbs were a bit sore, weary from the extra weight, but she pressed on none the less. Throughout the field, a scurrying made way and Elettra was quick to pounce towards it without thought, only reaction, only instinct. In seconds she held a charcoal mouse within her jaws and just as quickly, did she finished it, crushing through flesh, fur and bone alike. It was nothing of a meal and barely a snack, but it was something. Licking at her jaws, her head lifts high, inhaling deeply, taking in the scent of the Fireweed and... a wolf? Elettra Archer's head jerks in the direction of the female laying far beyond her in the golden and red grasses though for the moment, says nothing.

It was never good for a wolf to keep their guard down for extended periods of time and alas Enoki had fallen victim to this. With the rise of a gentle breeze, it played with the ends of her fur like a little child would tug on a hand to coax a fellow child to play..but no this was no child's play. Carried on these gentle currents was an unmistakable scent that no wolf could ignore. Wolf. It was the first scent in a while that Enoki had caught of her own species and though the scent of another caused her insides to flutter with excitement, the young wolf mentally battered herself for not being more cautious of her surroundings. Unclaimed or not these parts were still very foreign to her.

Lifting her dark colored muzzle to the overcast skies above, she inhaled the scent as the breeze brought it towards her. The intoxicating scent teased her senses while she decoded the silent info that lay within. This new wolf was female much like herself; though that did little to ease the uneasiness building within her medium sized frame, and held a powerful scent of a leader nonetheless . For a split second her ears reclined to rest upon her skull before propping back up to alertness just as Enoki rose to her full height. Enoki wasn't about to be caught at a complete disadvantage if this fellow she-wolf decided to seek her out, be it friendly or not.

Dusting her pelt off with a quick shake, the black she-wolf began the small trek across the fireweed in the direction the scent had come from until in the distance a faint black figure began to appear among the display of colors given off by the flowers. Once coming within a few yards of the other wolf, Enoki began displaying herself in an ingratiate way towards the woman with clear signs that she meant no bad intentions. "Hello there." She said followed by a small bow of respect for the wolf despite evidently being within non claimed land, keeping herself at a respectable distance.

(This post was last modified: Apr 05, 2013, 04:28 AM by Enoki.)

Both caution and curiosity pulled at Elettra in a tug of war. She was easily weary of a stranger, though wished to seek the younger woman out despite this. Though Elettra would never admit her pack's weakness, they had dropped significantly in size. This was not a problem, as Elettra would have much rather weed out those with lack of loyalty, choosing quality over quantity, but she could not shake the desire for more hunters within her home. Though all were capable of the hunt, it was only Tempest who took this task to master whilst others focused on the Guardian kill of border patrol, advisory or the healing arts, such as herself. Phineas was no longer here to offer her rabbit upon rabbit and Narime was not here giving fawn, beaver and woodchuck, nor Reed as a fisherman. The thoughts alone had her stomach twisting with a hunger and a nausea as her children twisted within her womb.
Elettra paced slowly, moving along the outskirts of the Fireweed Rise as the smell of the rogue grew stronger and in time her image, firstly a black blob, came into view. As she neared, she could tell the woman was of her size and a molted coloration of black and white at odds with one another. Beautiful and different all the same and Elettra stilled now as she neared to yards before pausing for greeting. Everything of the woman's stature showed respect even on common ground - a bow, distance, allowing subtle hints she was no threat. But she did not lower herself significantly, did not fall before Elettra and Elettra would not have willed it, ether. Though she demanded respect from everyone stranger or not, she admired self worth and strength within one's self. "Welcome." She greeted the other woman with a similar dip of her muzzle, shifting in her weight as she stood so that she was splaying her limbs to even out her extra weight. Elettra held an obvious pudge now and her scent alone could tell another she was with child.

So many thoughts coursed through the mind of the younger woman as she finally allowed herself to close the distance between the two to a more intimate space, but still keeping a respectable distance. Lowering her haunches to the earth below and bringing her front paws to rest together before her, the woman gave a small smile in her direction followed by a greeting of her own. "My name's Enoki. I take it you must be one of the leaders around these parts." It felt like ages since the last time the she-wolf had crossed paths with another of her kind. But as exciting as that thought was, what sparked more interests and a curious head tilt from Enoki was the undeniable scent and obvious pudge that was located on the older woman's torso. Sitting before her was the greatest gift of all. New life.

There was nothing in the world more precious than the miraculous event of new life being created and brought into the world. There was no greater joy than to watch the new souls you created grow before your very eyes. No matter how wonderful that gift was though, it was not one bestowed upon Enoki yet. Breaking free of her personal thoughts, the woman allowed her gaze to fully study the older woman as a whole. Much like herself she resembled the darker hued pelt splashed with colors of white and gold, but in a broader range throughout her pelt with the occasional small patch of fur that would lean in an opposite direction, most likely due to scars that lay beneath the thick coat. But what caught the woman's attention the most was the eerie shade of gray that was set off like a pair of circular ghost against the dark fur surrounding her eyes. All in all she was no doubt a wolf not to take for granted.

"Elettra Archer." Proudly the woman offered her name, proper and simple, as she had done time and time before and the air of confidence she held within it was without mistake. She studies the woman and moment or two more before shifting on her weight, sitting in the same manner in relaxation. Normally she would have stood longer, certain that the situation was safe. Though Elettra's limbs grew more tired with the extra weight and she was anctious just standing there. Sitting, yes, sitting was much better. "I am." She confirms, tossing her muzzle to glance behind her but a moment, towards her home where the willows could easily be seen beyond this open fire field. Elettra takes notice to the girl's head tilt, the examination of assumed interest in her rounded belly. "I am matriarch of the Willow Ridge pack." And a matriarch she truly was, now that Koda had left the pack. Shade had only held the title of leader for merely a month and had only fallen into the title, then chose. He had been absent much of the time of it too before betraying them. Sica now ruled, though he had yet to show his face to claim the throne truly. It was she who ruled as far as she was concerned.
She clears her throat before the molted woman, with fur at odd contrast with one another. Her pale gaze stares towards the woman's bright, darker shade. "New to the land, I assume?" She questions as she looks her up and down. If she was a rogue, she ether had only recently left her home pack or was a very well hunter for herself, having body that seemed of lacking nourishment. She smelt of no land in particular that Elettra knew of and smelt not of any of the wolves of their leaders that Elettra had met at the Relic wide meeting. All signs pointed to 'Loner'.

Elettra Arche. The woman let the name float around her mind for a moment before letting it sink into a permanent place among her thoughts along with the following knowledge of her rank as matriarch of the Willow Ridge pack. So that would explain the undeniable scent of leadership and powerful aura that lingered around her. As quick as her thoughts filed the newly obtained information, her attention was brought back to the present as Elettra gave a small head toss towards the visible tree line of willows behind her where her ruling pack called home. Following the womans gaze, Enoki took in the small portion of packland before bringing her eyes back to rest on the older woman before her, daringly letting her bright eyes meet the pale counterparts belonging to Elettra. As dangerous of a move this was on the womans part, she meant no ill will by it seeing as the portion of land they currently stood on made them equals. For now.

With a small nod in response, Enoki shifted her body slightly to distribute her weight more evenly amongst her hind quarters. "Indeed I am new to these lands. A couple days at most I'd say since I've stumbled upon here." It was blatantly obvious that she held no place of her own here. Her scent alone gave the woman away that she was of a rouge position in these strange parts. She belonged to no pack nor did she have intentions of changing that immediately until it was certain that she could make this place her home. A few more days of exploring these strange lands would give Enoki the time she needed to contemplate if this was where her paws and free spirit would finally settle down. It was never easy for a lone wolf such as herself to just give up the rouge life after living that way for just over two years now, but given the time she needed the woman was sure that she could make a small nook for herself among the wolves who called this place home.

(This post was last modified: Apr 10, 2013, 08:37 PM by Enoki.)

She stares at her, directly at her. It was a daring manner, perhaps, though Elettra held no claim over these lands and was merely a wolf to the woman, not her Leader. Though the lady before her had offered her proper respect, it would be known that she was not going to lay low, belly up, to anyone. Elettra stares equally back, a smirk though small falling over her features. There is a few lingering moments of silence as they play this game of cat and mouse and Elettra took interest that the woman held herself in a manner that showed she was not some push over.
"I'm curious..." Elettra pushes on, if only to try her best at small talk. Elettra was usually an all business woman, mainly when it came to encountering rogues, mainly while she was pregnant and already irritable due to this. She, after all these years, had yet to get used to the idea of 'motherhood'. Had Elettra not been interested, she would have turned away already anyhow. "How long have you been a rogue?" She looked fit enough, healthy, with only subtle signs here and there of her rogue life- perhaps a little thinner then she could be, worn in the eyes from a need of complete sleep without having to watch your back. Small things, though it was obvious the girl was a survivor.

Was she attempting small talk? It took Enoki a minute to fully comprehend the sudden subject change for it threw the woman off. She knew not the motives this strange woman may have for asking what seemed to be a slightly odd question, but then again there may not be an ulterior motive to this simple small talk. "Just a little over two years now." She answered. Despite the length of time she had been traveling alone, a glance at the molted female could easily trick people into believing she was freshly rogue due to her nearly ideal weight for one her size and the lack of dullness to her pelt which occurred from a lack of nutrition. Enoki wasn't the greatest lone wolf out there, but when it came to surviving day to day she was definitely top of the pack (no pun intended).

When it came to surviving the harsh wilderness of the world with nobody but yourself to rely on, successful kills were the key to seeing another day. Now Enoki has had her fair share of failed hunts and had to rely on scavenging pre kills of other creatures, but her ratio was low in comparison to her ratio of success. Lacking in speed, the woman made up for it with her strength and stamina and boy did her stamina levels play a big roll in hunting. If she couldn't outrun her prey, she could count on her body to out distance them before giving in to the pangs of tiredness. This, was the reasoning for her lack of looking the rogue part minus the ever lingering look of exhaustion in her amber eyes which no lone wolf could hide.

The answer was granted and the woman's silky, stark black ears perk. "Oh?" Her black nose twitches, taking an obvious scent of the woman, who seemed around three years of age. So she had been traveling since under a year old, as a rogue? "...How intriguing..." Her tones come out in a dark, exotic coo as her eyes keep to the woman before her. She must have held strength and wits about her, having survived for so long on her own (or perhaps she had a partner in this?) throughout not only normal trails of rogue life, but through the winter's harsh bite all the same. There was little of this that shown signs of the rogue life, with a health weight and coat about her, if she held scars they were hidden well under the lush of her pelt. Only her eyes betrayed her, with a tiredness for a long, unbroken night's rest.
Elettra shifts then, lifting from the ground slowly and her body stretching out, showing off the plumpness of her torso with the growing of pups until she straightens. "You've a surviving strength about you that I would be a fool not to want within my ranks. If you come to find Relic Lore to your suiting and no other pack woos you with pretty words, perhaps you could seek me out?" The offer was laid out there on the plate for the woman to have. Having been a rogue for so long, Elettra was unsure if settling down was something she planned on having lest she find herself in love with a mate, with only a dire for a pack to be the pack she creates. Still, the woman is a stranger, and leaves it up to her to decide. Elettra wanted no members in her home if they weren't certain that it indeed, would be home.