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Robinn Zir Jeames
 

Aaaaaaaaaaaaah this place was sooooooo prettyyyyyyyyy! Robinn was looking around with big eide eyes, utterly captivated. There was a waterfall here and a little and a huuuuuuge rock to stand on and a river and oh my gooooooooooooooooood he was having the time of hus life!

The boy rushed around the area, jumping into the water and splashing happily. He rolled into the sand and mud and all over the place and he wished there was more mud to cover himself in so he could become a mud monster, pretty please!


Jan 11, 2018 02:25 AM

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Marzena Dom
 

Marzena was glad she had, finally, managed to fill one of the Council positions. And she knew that, soon enough, the pack would be called together to announce that. The only thing they were waiting for, other than new members, potentially, was Stark. Upon his return, they were ready to call the pack together and make the announcement that they were claiming the grove.

Their grove, their pack’s new territory.

She felt some level of excitement at that thought, knowing that their pack was going to expand within the next few days or so – or so she hoped roughly that long, if Stark’s estimate was to be believed. Marzena trusted her well enough, even if he had been gone for rather a long time beforehand. She believed he would not want to be gone for long after just returning, if anything.

For now, he decided to travel forwards and towards the dell, which she knew was certainly not part of their territory, but… was also rather important to them. The glen was meant to be safe for the Summit, but not only that, it was meant to be safe for the Brotherhood. Their children played there, their pack-mates hunted there, and it was nearby.

Out of habit, she felt protective, but she knew that when she saw a wolf there, acting less than adult-like, she could not demand he leave with the excuse that he was trespassing, as he was clearly not. The mark of “Leader of the Firewing Brotherhood” meant something, but it was not a mark that meant she could force him out of the dell, despite being able to warn him to leave, if he were a threat as he rolled – he did not particularly look like a threat.

She barked in greeting, announcing her presence, but otherwise did not speak to the copper-pelted wolf as he sprinkled himself in a healthy coating of mud. She would have understood if it were warmer, perhaps, or if he were a pig, but he was not. As puzzled as she was, she made no comment; it was not her place.


Jan 12, 2018 12:18 PM — Post #1

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Robinn Zir Jeames
 

Mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud mud! Robinn was having time time of his life here in the mud! Rolling around was fun! He wished there was more mud, he wished this would never end!

But someone barked, and Robinn stopped rolling around. Huh? Barking? Who was there? Was it someone fun? Were they nice? Robinn liked nice wolves! Nice wolves were friends! Even though he saw her now, he still barked back in response, and his tail started to wag. She looked at him, he looked back at her and playfully bowed at her, tongue lolling out of his mouth. He gave the dark coated female a few whines to listen to, playful and impatient.

Friend friend friend!? Play with hiiiiiim! His tail continued to wag while it was high up in the air.


Jan 12, 2018 01:04 PM — Post #2

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Marzena Dom
 

The wolf’s nature was clearly that of a young, playful boy, and it was something she rarely came across nowadays with the brutish males and the damaged or deranged wolves that seemed to seek sanctuary or help in places such as their falls, or simply wolves that did not mean to cause the harm they did through their actions when they lashed out. This one was sweet, though, as he barked and his tail wagged, his tongue lolling joyously from his mouth, the image comparable to that of a yearling or a pup that was beginning to come of age that had just begun to meet outsiders.

While the wolf said nothing, there was a rather firm and clear stance about him. Marzena’s eyes directed away from him at the thought – there was certainly no way she would play, if that was what he wished – but she could not keep them so distant for long. Even the disturbed mud and the serene water could not hold an answer, so she just watched him after a short time.

Somehow a “hello” or a normal greeting started to feel out of place after the short silence that elapsed, allowing for the faint twittering of birds overhead and the rustling of leaves to overtake them in that moment, as well as the sound of the boy’s louder breaths as he seemed to continue to almost beg her to play with him with his large, round eyes.

Hello,” she managed, still settling on that, despite the feeling of it being “wrong” after their pause. “I’m Marzena, Leader of the Firewing Brotherhood. Who might you be?” The formality of it felt wrong, and even Marzena, normally so sure of herself and happy with that decision, felt there was some level of slight awkwardness between them after her introduction as the boy was left wanting.

She hoped he was not left wanting for long, for she was rather sure she had made it clear enough that she was not in the mood for playing. She was an older wolf with no time for playing, unfortunately.


Jan 18, 2018 11:01 AM — Post #3

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Cameron Piedra Mousie
 

Cameron had finally found her way to the Shadowed Dell, and boy, was it beautiful! The river was amazing and it was just so beautiful, Cameron just couldn’t stop staring. Like, holy crap, she had never seen something as beautiful. She carefully made her way to a stream and pricked her ears back as she dipped her muzzle in a small run off stream she found. The water tasted cool and was delicious!

Sounds suddenly came to her, a bark? Who could it be? She was tentative at first, but then began slowly to move towards the sounds. As she got closer, she heard another bark, one that sounded playful. To Cameron, it sounded like to pups playing around and she got worried, Marzena, no, Natasha had said to say away from dens basically in her little speech about the mother of the two pups she had found earlier. As the two wolves came into view, it was a surprising sight indeed!

It was Marzena! God, did she somehow have the power of teleportation? Cameron thought about it and thought better of it. Who knew how long Marzena had been around Falter Glen, and since the terrain was so unfamiliar to the young wolf, Cameron had taken a little while to get here.

Some questions did pass through her head though: Should she call out to Marzena? Say hello? Maybe talk to the other wolf? Or just stay where she was calmly and hope Marzena recognized her?

(If you guys want, you can shoo her away :) )


Jan 18, 2018 05:57 PM — Post #4

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Robinn Zir Jeames
 

Oh? No playing? Awww, too bad! Robinn thought he would have been able to play with her! She gave an introduction, and Robinn’s playful acts faded. He stood up and listened, looking at her with big curious eyes. Marzena, leader of the Firewing Brotherhood. Now that sounded so coooool! ’‘Hi miss Marzena! I’m Bobby!’‘ he beamed at the female, his tail wagging again, holding a bright smile.

He hopped up and down a little, excitedly like a puppy. He did not notice the other wolf up ahead, as he was a doofus, and completely focused on Marzena at the moment. ’‘You don’t wanna play?’‘ he asked her, still smiling; after all she had not answered to his invitation and was still standing there.


Jan 19, 2018 12:06 AM — Post #5

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Marzena Dom
 

The male looked a little disheartened as his posture softened, but as he spoke, his voice lost none of the youthfulness or playfulness that his actions had encapsulated before. There was no doubt that he was a sort of yearling, but even that meant very little to Marzena – a wolf of any age could have wisdom, she knew that, so she did not rule him out as silly simply because he enjoyed playing with others, although she did see some danger in it.

Nice to meet you, Bobby,” she replied, her tone formal and composed after her momentary spell of confusion, but as she calmed herself, Bobby began to bounce on the spot in excitement, and she wondered how much energy, exactly, he had in him. It was a mystery, that much could be said, but it was fascinating to see.

The other wolf was behind her and, as her focus was set on Bobby, she had not caught wind of the familiar female as of yet, so for now, she remained completely set on what the male had to say.

His question made her smile softly, but not out of happiness, necessarily – more out of apology. She wished she could have been a better playmate, but Marzena was an older wolf, far too old, she felt, for playing unless it came to pups – her own or those of her pack – and she would have hoped he may have recognised that.

I fear I am far too old to play now,” Marzena replied respectfully in some attempt to be mindful of hurting his feelings, although she did hope he was not fragile enough to be hurt by the mere decline of his offer. That would be a saddening sight indeed.


Jan 21, 2018 01:36 PM — Post #6

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Cameron Piedra Mousie
 

Cameron is skippable, for now, she is just sitting down a good distance away, but still in view just watching.


Jan 22, 2018 07:19 PM — Post #7

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