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Guarded Falls | Early winter | Midday | Thunder rumbling not far off | Wuffing for Laura

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

The storm hadn’t broken yet but Natasha could feel it coming, hear the thunder and smell rain on the air that wasn’t yet falling. She went loping along the well known (to her) trails, jogging down steep slopes and pushing on more speed up the next one. Once she neared the top of the cliff path she slowed, and paused to touch her muzzle to a set of graves that watched over the Brotherhood’s territory.

“Cree, Aunt Val. Mom, Cygnus.” She spoke softly, then paused. She moved towards the top of the cliff path.

“...Laura?” Not somebody who had been buried here, but also somebody she hadn’t honestly expected back. Natasha had known Laura was going to visit her parents, but the cynical yearling had pretty much expected the other girl would simply stay outside the valley and never return 0 like everybody else. She harbored a small amount of bitterness at Laura for leaving in the first place, but not enough to stop her lifting her muzzle to howl.

The trip tracking Xanthos had been a total bust and it was nice to think there might be some actual good news waiting for her at home.


Jul 03, 2018 07:06 AM

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

Laura was definitely not her name, but Natasha howled and Rota had to pass by her to get home anyway, so. She let out a muffled “wuff” from behind the rabbit that swung limply from her jaws as she trundled back toward the Falls.

Home.

It still felt weird calling the Brotherhood that.


Jul 07, 2018 05:01 AM — Post #1

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

It wasn’t Laura who replied back, but another she-wolf Natasha didn’t mind hearing form. She turned to greet Rota with a single whisk of her tail and a smile.

“Hey Rota. Nice catch.” She commented. Good she hadn’t just eaten it herself and brought it back here, too. Wolves who had been raised in packs must be naturally more inclined to think about others, so Nat figured. And it also meant Rota was handling hunting on the tricky terrain of Falter Glen, unless she’d gone out to the plains to catch her bunny.

“Settled in okay?”


Jul 07, 2018 05:15 AM — Post #2

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

”Thanks,” she mumbled around the rabbit once more before she finally realized this wasn’t going to work and dropped it at her paws. The rabbit itself wasn’t that impressive, or at least Rota didn’t think so, but she wasn’t quite ready to admit that she had yet to try hunting something in the glen. The last thing she needed was to slip and break her neck over some hare.

”Still getting used to things, but yeah, actually.” The hunting and the border patrol parts were easy, since that was basically all she ever did when it was just her and Altair. It was just the coming back to a place full of wolves she wasn’t quite familiar with that was still just a little bit daunting.

”Need any help looking for Laura?” Even though she had no idea who that was.


Jul 07, 2018 06:12 AM — Post #3

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

Natasha flicked her tail approvingly. “Good.” She commented, figuring if anything was too difficult for Rota to get used to she would have mentioned it. Natasha didn’t tend to fathom wolves holding much back. She shook her head once at the offer. “Nah thanks, it’s cool. From her scent she hasn’t been home long, I’ll let her settle back in before I go questioning her about how her trip was.” Natasha replied casually. “But there is something you could help with, maybe tomorrow or the next day if you’re game.” 


Jul 07, 2018 07:35 AM — Post #4

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Laura Dunn Jill
 

barges in obnoxiously


Winter was a time of trials. Accordingly, Laura had been spending less and less time around the Brotherhood’s stronghold, motivated mostly out of guilt for her recent absence, but also a desire to fortify the pack for the worsening cold. She only spent nights in the sheltering gorge, stealing respites when she could before setting out once again at dawn to hunt or patrol or… generally make herself useful.

She was returning from a trip to the northern fringes of the glen, a freshly-culled weasel limp in her jaws. The varmint proved to be challenging quarry. Digging out its burrow, and then facing the wrath of its small but sharp fangs, left Laura’s muzzle muddy and pocked with small, fresh blots of red.

She trotted back to the falls with her ears forward and tail stiff, anyway, thinking she might indulge herself with a nap afterward for her efforts. The thought was punctuated with a howl—not her own, but that of a familiar comrade.

The sound, perhaps meant for someone else but equally as much for her, had her steps quickening. Natasha, businesslike as she was, was not a wolf who sent up calls for frivolous reasons. That knowledge was incentive enough to hurry home.


arriving in a round or two!


Jul 11, 2018 02:01 AM — Post #5

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

”Oh. Okay.” She felt a little bit out of the loop for about two seconds before she remembered she’d been out of the loop about a lot of things for a long time. But the time for feeling sorry about herself was officially over.

She perked up a bit at Natasha’s proposition. ”Yeah, anything.” She was striving to become a Lead Warrior someday maybe after all. Plus, Natasha was pretty cool. No doubt that whatever she had in mind was very important Second business.


Jul 11, 2018 05:50 AM — Post #6

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

((Whoohoo an obnoxious J- I can’t even finish it, I’m laughing too much at the thought))

Anything. Rota was certainly doing her bit to prove her worth, Natasha noted with approval - she hadn’t even said what she wanted yet. A part of her wanted to be touched that Rota trusted in what Natasha was going to ask without hearing what it was.

“I’ll be heading up north for a few days soon. Can you help Eyja keep an eye on things here at home? I’m going looking for Nanna who’s gone missing. Finni - that’s her sister and my apprentice - is going to be missing her, so if you see her moping around, if you could take her hunting or patrolling, that’d be awesome.”


Jul 11, 2018 08:16 PM — Post #7

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Laura Dunn Jill
 

haha! also feel free to skip Laura this round! she should be visible by next round.


Jul 12, 2018 01:00 AM — Post #8

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

Oh wow. Natasha actually trusted her enough to basically make her an honorary Second. She even asked her to watch out for her apprentice while she was gone. ”Of course! I’d be happy to,” she woofed without a moment’s hesitation, her tail waving steadily at her heels.

This was what it felt like to be needed, to actually have a purpose and real responsibility, to support and be supported by a pack who’s leader wouldn’t just suddenly drop everything and abandon her family to be with a man she just met.

Where had the Brotherhood been all her life?


Jul 14, 2018 05:20 AM — Post #9

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

Natasha wasn’t touchy-feeling enough to go for a slap on the shoulder or an appreciative nudge, but her grin conveyed her gratitude and her tail waved in return. Rota was Good People. A Brother Natasha could rely on who didn’t hesitate to stand up and be counted. “Thanks Rota. Ah-” She inhaled deeply and swung her head, letting out a bark. “-Laura’s coming. Laura, sound off!” 


Jul 14, 2018 05:26 AM — Post #10

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Laura Dunn Jill
 

Discerning scents around the dead, musty weasel between her fangs was difficult. Voices she heard, however—coming up on the origin of Natasha’s howl quickly as she was. One of them was unfamiliar, but neither sounded particularly distressed. That was good.

She was cresting one of the last rises in the terrain before the stone path came into view when Natasha’s voice called out, directly addressing her. She was to sound off.

Laura drew in a breath, and an unexpected twinge of pride swelled with it inside her chest.

The Second hadn’t been happy when Laura took a reprieve from the pack. Honestly, Laura was expecting a slight scolding or scrutiny from the younger she-wolf. But being asked to announce herself, to assert that she belonged to these woods and the larger community dwelling within….

Devotion flourished throughout her being. Perhaps a bit prematurely. There was no way of knowing if she’d be reprimanded when she arrived in her packmates’ midst. But for now, she gave a mighty bark around the weasel in her jaws.

The stone path came into view, as did the two females. Laura slowed her pace to a cordial stroll. Her head was lowered, first in greeting, and then remained so out of respect.


Jul 14, 2018 10:30 PM — Post #11

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

Laura’s coming? Rota’s nose twitched as she sniffed the air, sorting through the scents she was already familiar to try and pinpoint Laura’s as her ears swiveled to match Natasha’s. She heard the confident if somewhat muffled bark seconds before she saw a small ruddy female crest the path into the Falls with a familiar looking weasel dangling from her jaws. Nasty little things. Immediate points for such a small wolf being able to take one down by herself.

The corner of her lip curled in a little half-smile as she approached, head down. Rota offered a friendly wave of her tail. She hadn’t really gotten very close with the other puppies in her pack. She knew that Altair had liked Tempest and Sif had that whole thing with Gale, so. She was kinda excited to actually make friends with wolves her age. Or, you know. Friends in general.


Jul 15, 2018 04:14 AM — Post #12

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Natasha Chris Staff
 

Well. Judging form the sound of that bark, and when she spotted Laura the weasel in her teeth, the trip had done the other girl some good. “Laura.” She called when she spotted the red wolf, tail shifting in a wag - not an overt one, and no smile touched her muzzle yet.

Natasha had never had to figure out how to react to somebody who came back - aside from Clint, and his leaving had hurt her a lot more deeply than Laura leaving the pack to see her family. But here she was, a Brother again, bringing prey down to the Falls.

Natasha’s expression softened a little. “Good to see you Laura. Hope your family’s well. Come and meet Rota, our newest Brother. Rota, Laura’s been away for a few weeks, but she’d pretty new around here before then.” It didn’t come out in a harsh way, just her usual matter of fact fact way of speaking.


Jul 15, 2018 06:15 AM — Post #13

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Laura Dunn Jill
 

Laura allowed the weasel to slip from her lowered snout to her paws, thinking it rude to try and converse around it. She remembered, belatedly, the mess the creature had made of her muzzle. Her tongue flicked out quickly, attempting to smooth away whatever mud and small droplets of red still clung to the bright fur there.

Natasha spoke her name, and both she-wolves offered friendly wags of their tails—ultimately, all of it a relief.

To the Second, she gave a confirming nod in regard to her parents. “They’re doing fine.”

As attention turned to the stranger, Laura faced her also—realizing then that she was not one entirely. A Brother, Natasha called her, and Laura, knowing how she would personally view a packmate, offered the girl a proper smile.

If she was new, then it was up to all of them to make her feel welcome. Laura learned that much from the Union and its very lack of anything resembling its namesake.

“Nice to meet you, Rota. Hope you’re liking it in the falls?”


Jul 15, 2018 11:37 PM — Post #14

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Rota Penumbra Citrus
 

So Laura had gone off to visit her family. The corner of her lip twitched in a strained half-smile.

Must be nice.

“You too,” she woofed back, forcing her tail to continue to wag despite the big ol’ can of words fluttering around in the back of her mind that she was oh-so-tempted to just pop open.

“Yeah, it’s nice. A little rockier than what I’m used to, but I’ll manage.”


Jul 17, 2018 04:56 PM — Post #15

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