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Played by Arla who has 1,399 posts.
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Lachesis "XIX" Stark
{Fiora} reply wheneva you can, just wanted to post it before i forget! :x
The ground was spongy beneath his toes and concaved with each step that he took, soft to the touch as his pads brushed against the moss. XIX was keen to explore the territories that bordered his new home, but he had an ulterior motive to his travels. Unsure of whether the Woods was the place for the small group of wolves that the yearling now called his family, the ghost was off scouting for a potential place to claim as their home. There were other packs far too close to the Woods and with Shade’s motherless litter to worry about; it was the rest of the pack’s duty to ensure that the two puppies were safe. Of course, XIX also had Anastasia and Capella to worry about as well – even though he knew they were both fully capable of taking care of themselves, the lanky teen still worried about them frequently when they were not around.
Silence swallowed the young wolf, the moss beneath him muting his steps as he ventured through the strange ‘forest’ – he had never seen a place quite like this before. The forests XIX had been used to were usually rather creepy, with tall, looming trees that created a never-ending shadow. Everything here was slowly rotting away, most of the trees broken and littered with a variety of different fungi. Although he wasn’t sure that Verdant was safe for the puppies, with all the different mushrooms growing all over the place, it was a place that Lachesis could see himself visiting often in the future. Being engulfed in silence usually made the yearling nervous, but here it was comforting; it made him feel safe.
The foliage here was far different from what he was used to, and intrigued the curious teenager. With most of it being inedible, or dying, XIX knew that this wouldn’t be an ideal hunting ground but it allowed him to think more clearly. The memories that normally haunted him had been subdued since he had joined with the wolves residing in the Woods, and this place made those memories almost impossible to access. The pear-eyed boy was growing to like this side of Relic Lore, and was glad that he and Anastasia had made the decision to join Capella’s pack. As long as it was away from Reaper, the boy was satisfied (and as long as Ana was happy).
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Played by Ver who has 41 posts.
Inactive IV. Yearling
Fiora Geddes
Fiora Geddes
Primadonna girl, all I ever wanted was the world.

Fiora too found herself swallowed in the strange territory, though her experience was exponentially different. After her fiasco in the Brook Fiora wanted no part weird terrains but it seemed that, for whatever reason, these Eastern parts were riddled with oddities that the rust-coated female had never encountered before. Sure, her childhood had been sheltered, but there was no way it had been this sheltered. Unless, heaven forbid, she really had been that much of a loser growing up. She grit her teeth to think about the possibility and decided that no one would know how weirded out she was by all of this. A brave face facade would certainly eliminate any suggestion that she was that sad kid all alone in the lunch room, right?

It was proving harder than she thought it would be. Every time she felt the cool, fringey touch of moss against the leather of her paw pads Fiora cringed. The relief of lifting her paw up from the ground was practically life-breathing, until she had to place it back down to continue walking. She just kept reliving her fall into the muddy shores some few days ago and how she had to find a clean river to wash it off in and just how much preening it had took to make sure she no longer smelled like a swamp monster. So far she hadn't seen any water around, but that didn't mean there wasn't mud, and Fiora was pretty sure the worst of it was hiding just beneath the surface of the mosses.

Everywhere she went it smelled not like rot, but fungus, and she could hardly spot any. Then again, she was used to white and red mushrooms and everything here was green. Not that pretty, springtime green - she had no problem with that sort of verdant foliage. Here it was yellowing, it was dull, it was infestation. Even the ivies that snaked around the decaying tree trunks had a darkness to them, their vines curling when they hung like a witch's claw. Ugh. Whatever solace there was to be found in the silence of the Mosses, Fiora was not doing a great job of locating it.

Played by Arla who has 1,399 posts.
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Lachesis "XIX" Stark
sorry for the delay!
While the land reeked of decay, Lachesis still managed to drown himself with the memories that possessed his mind, his thoughts stealing him away from reality. He would never admit it aloud, especially to Anastasia, but the boy still worried frequently about his brother. Many weeks had passed since he had last seen Pyrrhus, and the yearling couldn’t help but wonder if his brother had managed to escape the strange creature who had chased him off. He hoped that Sixteen had, and that he would someday either find his way back to the Reserve or stumble upon Relic Lore like Lach had. XIX knew, though, that if his brother found his way to this place he would join Reaper’s organization without a second thought – not because he thought the same way that the fiery-eyed loner did, but because Pyrrhus craved power like the loner did.
His thoughts were stolen from him as the scent of a stranger slapped against his nostrils, causing the boy to stop for a moment to locate the source. It was a lone female, close to his age and no pack scent clung to her pelt – as far as the boy could tell, she was harmless. Or so he hoped. Nineteen was not up for conflict, and if it resulted in that he would fee (as it was what he was best at). Pawing the spongy earth anxiously, the yearling debated on whether or not he should approach the girl. Meeting new wolves always had their pros and cons – mostly cons, but the pros of stumbling upon strangers resulted in immediate friendships like the one he had established with Capella.
It did not take long for the lanky boy to locate the female among the mosses – her steps were muted, but the area was open enough for him to find her reddish pelt sticking out among the dull greens. He paused, lingering behind a rotting stump before barking a short getting, long legs dragging him out into the open. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“Hello.” Could he be anymore awkward? He didn’t know what else to say, as he wasn’t so great at starting conversations – especially with strangers.
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stick with those who stick with you
Played by Ver who has 41 posts.
Inactive IV. Yearling
Fiora Geddes
Fiora Geddes
Primadonna girl, all I ever wanted was the world.
no problem <3

The word, however gentle it was spoken, rumbled through the silence like an avalanche and struck the ruddy yearling in a likely manner. Black-tipped fur began to rise on her neck and back as her legs locked straight. Fiora was spooked - not that she wanted to admit it, but as she turned to see who it was who destroyed the silence it was written all over her face: blue eyes wide as the moon and a stupefied line made of her ebon lips. She recovered as gracefully as she could, pink tongue snaking out to swipe across her nose as she tried to make her hackles go down quicker. "You shouldn't sneak up on people," she berated him in one exhale, not trusting her voice to hold steady.

Immediately after she felt bad, since all he'd really done was say hello. The blood that had rushed to her face as a result of fear was slowly settling back down. She cleared her throat and gathered her legs back together, trying to straighten her spine as she raised her head to survey the white-furred male. He was too small to be her sister but if she hadn't heard his voice first she would've mistaken him for Laoise anyway. The resemblance caught her even more off-guard and Fiora stood, dumbfounded, trying to find the words that had escaped her.

"What are you doing in such a weird place?" she demanded, the words coming out more judgmental than she had intended it to be. Fiora didn't seem to understand that she was also creeping around in this weird place herself. The leggy she-wolf was just so unnerved by the last five seconds of her life that she couldn't help but add with a snap, "Who are you?" Maybe he was some distant blood relative or something. Fiora did have the audacity, at least, to avert her gaze toward the rotted stump near him and look somewhat bashful of her lack of manners. There was certainly room for improvement here.

Played by Arla who has 1,399 posts.
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Lachesis "XIX" Stark
The fact he had been able to frighten another wolf amused the leggy yearling, as he was typically the one being scared. It was unintentional, of course, as the boy was definitely not a ‘scary’ wolf due to his extremely awkward demeanor. A lop-sided smile rolled onto his lips as she spoke, ears falling back as he offered a humble shrug before apologizing to the blue-eyed girl. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“I’m s-sorry.” After the words had fallen from his tongue, the boy adverted his gaze to his paws after realizing he had been staring at her. Her eyes were a strange blue, different from Anastasia’s warm, ocean blue eyes – they were pale and cold, similar in colour to a frozen pond. Back on the Reserve the wolves who made up the pack were all similar in appearance – no pelt was darker than a pale gray and their eyes came in different shades of yellow, except for Lachesis, his mother, and sister (who all shared the same odd green hue). Lachesis enjoyed seeing the variances in appearance when meeting strangers within Relic Lore, and often forget that most wolves didn’t like being stared at.
Her question caused the smile on his maw to widen, eyes glancing around the mossy surroundings while she spoke. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“It’s quiet here,” he started lamely, gaze finally landing on the russet girl as he shrugged once more. It was a rather odd question, considering she had also decided to venture deep within the mosses. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“What are you d-doing here?” He retorted with his head cocked slightly to the left, his confidence growing with each word that he spat out. His stuttering was getting better now that he had join Shade’s pack – since he and Anastasia had finally found a home for themselves, the boy’s worries were starting to diminish.
<b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“I’m Nineteen,” he answered quietly in response to her outburst, a brow raised in amusement as she fumbled for something to look at. It was as if he was having a conversation with himself, as if the roles had been reversed and she had snuck up on him, he would be spitting out similar questions. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:12px; color:#446819;">“And y-you are…?”
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Played by Ver who has 41 posts.
Inactive IV. Yearling
Fiora Geddes
Fiora Geddes
Primadonna girl, all I ever wanted was the world.

Her quickened heart began to ease a little as the offending male had the decency to look at least a little bashful when he apologized. His side-swept grin kept her somewhat miffed that he was actually making fun of her and really not sorry at all, but Fiora refused to acknowledge that he might find her fright anything different than a dishonorable mistake, much less an amusement. Gradually her porcupine-spines lowered after he, very loosely, explained his wanderings, only to have them shoot back up as he easily turned the tables on her.

"Uuh," Fiora balked, licking her maw nervously. "Research," she insisted, her voice teeming with a petty snootiness as if she had just said none of your business instead. Knowing a good lie required some elaboration, the yearling lifted her chin in the air and gave a flick of her ruddy tail as though she could hardly be bothered to explain herself to the likes of this guy. "I am trying to get to know the lay of the land. It is only wise to be aware of one's surroundings when one finds oneself in a new land." The sophistication she attempted to weave into her high tones was overdone and perhaps even a blatant mockery, but she really thought it was believable - evident by the satisfied grin that was tugging on the corners of her mouth by the end of her speech.

'Course, he thought he was gettin' a leg up on her with his identity. Nineteen? What kind of a fake name was that? At the very least he could've called himself Number One or something. What an amateur, she thought, even though she'd never used a fake name in her life. Until now. "Well, Nineteen, my name is Remy. Remy Geddes. Explorer extraordinaire." Fiora very nearly placed a paw out before her for him to kiss, but she didn't think of it quickly enough and the beat that skipped in between meant the perfect timing had already passed. Instead she just gave him a cocky smirk, wondering how he was going to top her profession.

Played by Arla who has 1,399 posts.
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Lachesis "XIX" Stark
Lachesis wasn’t doing a very good job at hiding how much the pale-eyed female amused him. The yearling was incredibly awkward, but the female was awkward in her own way that differed from how XIX was. Research? The boy couldn’t stop his eyes from rolling at the comment, a brow cocked as the crooked grin he wore widened further. This stranger was not like any of the other wolves he had met before – she was peculiar, but in a good way. It intrigued the pear-eyed boy, and his curiosity increased as the girl continued speaking. “You weren’t aware of m-me…” XIX commented in a joking tone, tail giving a short wag behind him. The boy wasn’t quite sure how to handle wolves like her, but Lachesis figured that if things started to go sour he could definitely outrun her.
Remy Geddes… Explorer… what? Cocking his head to one side, the long-legged ghost stared at her with a bemused expression. It was obvious that this Remy didn’t believe that Nineteen was his real name, but that didn’t bother the lanky yearling. It wasn’t his parents who had given XIX his first name, but the two-legs who had watched him over for the first three months of his life. It was his mother who had named him Lachesis, but the boy still introduced himself by his number when meeting a wolf for the first time. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#A3A866;">“Pleasure t-to meet you, Ms. Geddes,” the boy started with a soft smile, the gears in his mind turning rapidly to try and come up with a response to her introduction. <b style="font-family:georgia; font-size:11px; color:#A3A866;">“I’m the r-resident puppy-eater, surely you’ve heard of m-me before?” He had taken the nickname that Pella had given him when they had first met and given it to the blue-eyed girl as his title. It was far from the truth, as the lanky yearling barely looked capable of taking down a deer and adored puppies (especially Karpos and Adsila).
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Played by Ver who has 41 posts.
Inactive IV. Yearling
Fiora Geddes
Fiora Geddes
Primadonna girl, all I ever wanted was the world.

Fiora watched as he reacted to her rather... unfavorably? But for some reason she didn't find herself growing as heated as she knew she normally would. The roll of his peculiarly pale eyes hadn't brought her to bare her teeth, instead only drawing a scowl upon her dark lips - half of one, even. As he picked on her obvious lack of observational skills she straightened her tawny legs and cracked a grin, leaning forward to simper, "That's what I wanted you to think!" It was certainly not true, but the banter slipped from her tongue naturally.

He remarked his pleasure and her smile remained, even letting her head dip ever so slightly to return the politeness. As he went on her blue eyes lit with mischief, intrigued that he had returned her ruse. Her blackened ears perked, eager to accept his self-identification, though she never would have guessed. Resident puppy-eater? Rather than feel the need to out-do him, as she perhaps normally would, Fiora instead adopted an entirely different response. Her legs bent ever so slightly, eyes widening while her jaw dropped as if with awe. "You're the puppy-eater?" she remarked, her voice hush with surprise.

Taking a step back, as though she feared his cannibalistic instinct, she murmured, "Tell me, is it true? You have to eat puppies to maintain your youthful appearance? That would explain why you hardly look a day older than me..." Fiora suppressed a grin, trying very hard to maintain the facade. She'd more to say, concocting a very elaborate back story for this Nineteen's character, but she kept herself quiet for now. This was a collaborative effort, after all.

Played by Arla who has 1,399 posts.
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Lachesis "XIX" Stark
sorry for the delay!
She was strange but a good strange – instead of scaring him off, it intrigued the pale ghost. The words rolled so easily off her tongue, even though he knew there was little truth to them, and it amazed the Trail wolf that she was capable of speaking so freely. He was even amazed at himself for playing along with her. XIX preferred to be withdrawn and observant – he didn’t like confrontation or even speaking to strangers. This, however, was a habit the yearling was struggling to break – especially now that he was part of a pack. There were going to be nomads seeking acceptance within the pack that he would eventually have to deal with. He didn’t want to, be Lachesis knew that he had to. He had been quite comfortable living the life of a loner, but (like always) Anastasia had been right – they needed this pack. His blue-eyed companion would always be a pack wolf at heart, whereas Nineteen had actually enjoyed living without the structure of a pack.
‘You’re the puppy-eater?’ The question almost caused the gangly yearling to laugh, but he nodded solemnly instead. A wicked grin worked its way onto his shadowy lips, brows narrowing as the blue-eyed female took a step away from her. Without thinking, Nineteen took a step forward, slim body leaning toward the girl as his an expression of mock surprise collapsed onto his features. “How did you learn of my s-secret?” The words hissed through his teeth in a tone that the yearling did not recognize. Taking another step forward, the boy cocked his head as he met her cool gaze, ears pinned forward. “You should t-try it – they are impossibly delicious. The last word rolled off his tongue as he offered the loner a wink, the foreign grin still curling the corners of his lips. XIX knew that what he was saying was complete bushwa, but this ‘Remy’ did not know that. If he didn’t know the truth, the alabaster yearling would have believed his own words.
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stick with those who stick with you
Played by Ver who has 41 posts.
Inactive IV. Yearling
Fiora Geddes
Fiora Geddes
harlot, starlet, raising hell all over town
it's no problem!

Her pale eyes glittered with amusement as their ruse continued, a chill running down her spine as Nineteen leaned forward and delivered his line with a muted malice. Fiora had to hand it to him; he was really good at this puppy-eater thing. Making an effort to cover her growing grin she cleared her throat and dropped her head. "Cause I can also read minds," she revealed with a flourish, eyes narrowed like she was attempting to channel his thoughts or something.

Of course not even her 'mind reading' skills could pick up on what he was about to say next. Her ears stood straight, face wiped of its previous mischief and left instead with a bewildered blankness. Try puppies herself? First her face contorted like the very thought of eating puppies was foul to her stomach, nose wrinkling and baring her teeth in disgust. "Why I would never!" The ruddy girl barked, though she knew playing a character of good morals was never as fun as someone with flaws. So she let a quiet moment pass, her mask slowly falling into a contemplative expression.

With a dispositive flick of her ears she seemed to give the idea more consideration. "I don't even think I would like puppies," she said with a child-like pout, as though the issue here were more about picky eating and less about the fact that they were talking about cannibalism. Picking up on this she wheedled, "And... and also it's wrong," though her voice lacked in its earlier conviction. Would she fall prey to the puppy-eater's morality spell? Fiora wasn't sure yet, but her playmate was proving to be a convincing actor...

sorry 'bout it