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early spring | headed east | midmorning, cold, raining

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Bragi Þórbjörn Zoi
 

The plains were not a bad thing to be witnessing, although he still plagued himself with the inevitable. The feelings that had tickled him long enough to feel his paws moving with some obstinate feeling of drive. Eagerness was still dipping across him, but he also felt the pull of making the hunt. Finding himself capable once again.

Meeting Apollo’s brother had been… not as off-putting as he would have assumed. Instead, there was a brightness, and the warmth that had trickled across his face had been true. He liked the big, burly male who hadn’t been sure of what to do. Bragi thrived on being one who could stand with a hunger on his face, ready to take on the world.

Even though by now, he was beginning to acknowledge with the changing season that he had shirked on the other half of him. As he was getting older, he felt less and less a bard. The inclination was still there to talk, but he uttered things on his words that were friendlier by other means. Part of him, even now, turned his gaze sunwards - craving.

Perhaps he ought to have purged, cleansed himself in the ocean water before he had left. The regret touched his lips for a moment, and he could only hope that things would rise in his favor. For now, his nose pushed through the dying snow, looking for tracks. Something to bring down, something to give back to the earth to keep him living.


Oct 19, 2017 04:37 PM

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Mari Raight Hal
 

Still quite messy by her own accord, Mari flcked her ears repeatedly in the rain as it pelted at her, taking away only some of the muddiness. It felt colder than when they’d started, the tug between spring and winter, and yet that was just fine for now. Her winter coat had yet to properly shed.

She walked with Rufus with the idea of eating. They had covered a good amount of ground so far, and she was walking with a higher tail for it now.

This place was full of weird and unsettling memories for them, she knew. And yet, aggressively, she wanted to cross past the range with him, to the mountains she’d never taken him to, because it would mean a sort of conquering of that old mistake she’d made. And the body they’d found here.

She paused as she looked to him, and she actually gave him something of a smile. Like. A promise. That she wouldn’t mess it up again. “Are you hungry?” she asked, her voice suggesting that she was. The scents of strange wolves abounded, though she did not catch one who was still many yards away.


Oct 19, 2017 05:08 PM — Post #1

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Rufus was a mud monster.

His coat was thick with muck and soil and grit and dirt, and even in the rain it was getting a little itchy. But it was what Mari wanted, and he wasn’t going to deny her something so small as a brown Rufus coat.

He found the range sort of…unsettling, though it was different than the last time he’d been here. The grass was hardly grown, bits of green poking through the mess. Hoof prints were easy to spot here, though scents were a bit trickier amid the rich scent of muck.

Could eat,” he said, surprised by her smile enough to reach over and nibble behind her ear. Which was covered in dirt. Private blech.

His eyes scanned ahead, as if a deer might pop out from the mud to greet them. No such luck.


Oct 19, 2017 05:14 PM — Post #2

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If Bragi hadn’t assumed being solo in the trek for food, he would’ve been less… noisy. But as he finally came to a point of a marked trail, his ears swung on his head with contentment and his nose flared wide like a hungry boar looking to nose at the ground.

The traveling herd had been spooked, recently, it seemed. There was a marker of hooves not far up ahead that had caused a scatter at some point. It boded ill, and he considered himself at a disadvantage. The silent note of curse was almost on the tongue, finding reluctance.

The lack of closeness with his lover at the moment set him at a point where he huffed. Apollo would have been undoubtedly impressed, had Bragi been able to take something as wild and quick as his passions down. While he took another long moment to drive his nose into the ground, snuffling the scent like he could breathe it into the point to simply… magically down one from a distance. Well. The Bard raised his head, the etched defeat on his face clearly enough.

The deer would undoubtedly be on the lookout for predators, no doubt. But as Bragi’s head came up, he started along the tracks stubbornly. Strewn all about, he attempted to half-heartedly look for something a little easier. He was getting older, you know. The only thing new and spry was… better left for the entertainment of private joinings.

Head swinging, his ears perked though. While he was still far enough off, he could spot the oncoming pair.

And be damned if his heart didn’t do a little humpy-bumpy-thump-thump.


Oct 19, 2017 05:23 PM — Post #3

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He nibbled, and Mari… didn’t freeze up. Stiffen. Just lay there being sad and thinking of nope.

It was too open here, too different, too morning, too wet and muddy and fresh and lively and she hummed and leaned up into his affection slightly before breaking away by a half step. “Theennnn lettt’s eaaaaat something,” she even said teasingly, as if he wasn’t already looking.

But she sniffed her nose to the ground, taking an overzealous inhale of… mud. Rain. Wolves. All manner of living creatures she wasn’t even sure were identifiable. Yep, Mari, sure seemed like things lived out here! Things entirely unfamiliar and new.

“That way,” she decided, not realizing that a muted golden thing up ahead was actually a wolf looking right at them.


Oct 19, 2017 05:30 PM — Post #4

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Rufus was ready to nibble at her again, missing this…natural kind of affection, but she pulled away just enough that it would require some minor neck stretching and he snorted like an huffy…mud bear beast.

Mari lowered her nose to the ground, and he took his to the wind, sniffing in the scent of…a something. A wolf. Wolves…undoubtedly lived here, and he was reminded that the Alliance was somewhere in this area.

But as they continued forward, it became clear that the smell was more than just smell. It was an actual wolf, and he nodded his muzzle ahead.

Wolf up there. Maybe could help us hunt.

He wasn’t a white wolf, which…frankly had become a threatening thing lately, though he was male and relatively large. Rufus squinted a bit to see, but kept his posture casual as always. As friendly as a large, strange wolf could look from afar.


Oct 19, 2017 05:35 PM — Post #5

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Definitely not white.

Nor black, either. Which was equally intimidating in some parts. Although Pace was a beautiful black shade.

There was one fluff-pudding, who was masculine in almost like a waddle of joy. Perhaps it was because it wasn’t too easy to stay upright in the mud. Bragi had slid a couple of times like a pup learning to get his own feet.

Eyes seemed to dance though, as he compared the size of the two of them. The female was not… willowy, by any means; but there was a slightness to her, and she was short. But it caused his tail to wag, pleased. The odder the looking pair, the more light his heart felt - marking differences as something close to his soul; especially when he and Apollo had walked two different worlds.

Ahoy!” He sung out, his posture easy looking. He strayed, vaguely from his path towards them, ears forward with wonder. If the fluff-pudding wanted to puff up, Bragi would stay away. He liked his men rough and tumble looking, not so much forthright on any personality qualities that matched.

But if they were going to offer his key to a feast, he needed to present his eagerness. Without looking like a fool.


Oct 19, 2017 05:44 PM — Post #6

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Oh, a third wolf. Actual wolf. Not a scent. She lifted her head to Rufus’ words, and the stranger called out, and she realized this was one of those rare golden wolves and not a rock or whatever she had assumed it was.

She… could only make so much progress. A stranger still put her on wariness mode, and she gave a “Hi,” that was probably very faint as she stepped back against Rufus’ side.

Not hiding, thankfully, but. Needing the familiarity of her mate there for this particular brand of newness.


Oct 19, 2017 05:48 PM — Post #7

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Boy, Rufus was a sucker for an unusual greeting, and the other male delivered. In spite of the wariness he’d learned to have by now, his stubby tail waved behind him, sending with it a few sloppy glops of mud.

Mari sunk against him, and he leaned very slightly back to her, a reminder that he was here.

Somehow, a stranger in a strange land felt safer than a wolf wandering near their home.

Howdy!” he called in return, breaking into the natural grin of a Rufus greeting. “Just sniffing around for something to eat, hope we’re not intruding.

It didn’t smell like pack lands, but rain and thawing ground could create a mess of borders.


Oct 19, 2017 05:55 PM — Post #8

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Bragi was more than delighted to have found someone who’d pay attention to him. It was possible for him to breathe and survive through a day of it, but he didn’t have to like being alone. Relief filtered, although he slowed his intrusive gait the moment the female seemed not to surge forward.

He was astute enough to slow, and not to look like a train coming to bombard. The fluffy-pudding was apt to lead, calling out, and the satisfaction draped over his face. “Intrusion of the sweet sort, fellow trackers!

His words were almost yipped, accompanied with a dashing grin. “Bragi, bard of the Tribe dwelling upon the sweet-sands,” Introductions were unneeded, without a doubt. But there was an easy welcome to his attention. His tail wagged again, and he gestured.

Kinship goals afoot - the bard seeks the flesh of sacrifice in form of a doe,” A female who wasn’t carrying perhaps. Something to cull the herd. Something that would not devastate the landscape to kill. He was thoughtful, at least, about it.


Oct 19, 2017 07:06 PM — Post #9

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He was respectful at least of her skittishness, and Mari was thankful, taking comfort in Rufus’ smiling greeting. She liked seeing that on him. That natural Rufus friendliness.

She watched the male for response, and when it came…

... Well. She had no idea what to make of it, and looked it him rather all sorts of confused, head tilting puppyishly. She caught the word “Kinship”—which sent a bit of an uncomfortable twinge through her, though it quickly dissipated—and then zeroed in on another.

“Sacrifice?” she asked, somewhat lost. He had a very… musical way of speaking. “What’s a bard?”


Oct 19, 2017 07:43 PM — Post #10

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Rufus hadn’t known the male for very long, but there was a natural inclination to like him, if mostly because he seemed mindful of Mari’s tension.

Though as he spoke, Rufus only barely followed along, his big brown eyes widening as if they might assist his ears in taking it all in. He hardly knew what a bard was, but he could follow the rest. Looking to eat a doe. Rufus was down for that.

It was kind of fun, even if Mari hardly kept up, and his tail wagged in a slow but interested way.

Hunting,” he said softly, though darned if he knew what a bard was. Though, even without a definition, Bragi seemed as much a bard as anything could. Dude had bard all over him.

Name’s Rufus, by the way. And this is my lovely Mari mate. Er, my lovely mate, Mari.

His grin turned sheepish, somehow tongue tied by the bard’s own twisty words.


Oct 19, 2017 07:52 PM — Post #11

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His eyes two Lord with the dance of trust between the mated pair. He bet, with hearing those two words from Mari’s mouth, that she had the most wondrous singing voice. She sounded sensual and womanly, and her modest nature was alluring in itself.

He inclined his head in a grand gesture to Rufus keeping his head screwed on toward what had been said. “A religious soul, this tribeswolf grows,” He offered in hope of being clearer. “A life ensuring the continuation of mine - A sacrifice.”

To his title that undoubtedly suited him though, his voice hummed on a cross of a chuckle and a full our laugh. “The bard is a teller, a talker, gifted by the fates with a tongue of pretty words moulting into the tales of histories.”

“Rufus and the fairest maid Mari,” he bowed, dropping his front paws like a play bow, but tucking his head flesh against his chest. “My soul sings of a love so pure.”


Oct 20, 2017 09:14 AM — Post #12

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A bard was hunting? No, you dolt, sacrifice was hunting. The golden one explained in his way. A life for his. A doe. Right, Mari. She was catching on. Hunting.

Her ear flicked to Rufus’ introduction, and it warmed her in the simplest way that he was keen to call her his lovely mate. Her gaze dropped, bashful, but she leaned her face to him some as she smiled again.

And the bard was… a talker. Like an adviser? She felt silly for wanting to equate them, and thankfully his bow distracted her enough from it that she was looking at the top of his head with wide eyes.

A love so pure.

“I… feel like we’re both… being courted,” she said shyly, but not without appreciation for it. How very heartwarming it was.


Oct 20, 2017 09:29 AM — Post #13

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A sacrifice. Huh. Rufus had picked up on what Bragi meant by the words, of course. Hunting. But the…bard explained in vivid detail, and Rufus found he sort of just liked to listen to the wolf talk. Which maybe was what made him a bard.

How did a wolf learn to talk like that? Certainly no puppy came out of the womb all…uh…pretty words moulting. Rufus could only guess at the kind of storied history of a wolf like this, one around his own age, and marvel.

He sunk low, and Rufus’ eyebrows rose in surprise, only to grasp it for what it was. A bow. A praise of…love. If Rufus coulda blushed. And Mari said something so cute and sweet that he laughed some.

It’d be an honor to hunt with you, Bragi,” he said with a grin and a wag of his stubby tail, effectively charmed and…frankly delighted by how strange it all was.


Oct 20, 2017 09:37 AM — Post #14

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The warmth from the two of them would keep the sunshine overhead for Bragi for days. While Pace and Vincent’s love could be… exuberant, there was little he had seen in the valley that matched this.

The way she sidestepped closer, the way he let himself laugh so openly. The shyness, but the aura of open nature. It sung to him. It caused him to question why they were not at the Tribe, where he could have gathered his heart bursting up from the center of his chest full of joy just spying on them.

Right. Hunting. “A courtship of grandeur, and friendship.” After all, no need to find out how jealous Apollo could be. Bragi had already felt the shame of his own possessive emotions.

He featured another smile, then bobbed his head. “Cloven prints track eastward.” Down to business, his head gesturing to the frantic imprints on the grounds. Shall they?


Oct 20, 2017 09:42 AM — Post #15

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