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early spring w/ saeberyn @ brittle wetland

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A deep fog ghosted over the marsh, clouding Roa’s vision of the southern lands. She forged ahead regardless of the partial blindness, confident in herself and in her young niece that no landscape would be enough to cause them trouble. Southerners did not appreciate how easy it was to traverse the inland areas without any snow or ice to impede them.

She snorted as some of the mist tickled her nose, sending vapors curling up around her in the puff of air.

She wasn’t interested in stopping for the scents of rogues wandering here and there; Roa had somewhere to be. Wherever Tunglid had gone, she would be there. For family, family that had not pushed their limits too far.

Family she should have defended the first time.

There was no time for bitter what-ifs of the past, however. Only forward, into the early morning mist, into the southern marshes.


Sep 10, 2018 02:03 PM

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He’d finally dragged himself out of the ocean when he woke up one day sopping wet and feverish. He knew deep down that eventually he would have to venture out from his little island getaway in order to survive, but he’d kinda hoped he’d only have to after his mysterious wounds had healed. But no dice. His body ached, his throat burned, his head hurt, his legs wobbled, and his stomach growled but the thought of food made him sick.

He panted as he squelched across the marshy landscape, taking minute sips from the various puddles he passed along the way. He couldn’t drink too much at once in fear of upsetting the delicate balance despite the fact that his tongue felt like sandpaper in his mouth and his saliva was so dense that it just coagulated under his chin.

He needed to eat. He knew he did, but. He doubted he’d be able to hunt in his condition and any carrion would probably only make everything that much worse.


Sep 12, 2018 06:51 AM — Post #1

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It was strange. She thought she heard wet footsteps, but Roa saw nobody. And old though she might be getting, her eyesight was still as keen as it had ever been. Sniffing the air even for her was also unusually futile, as the rank scent of the mud covered up much else. Standing still for a moment, however, the sound of footsteps persisted, and with a bark for Saeberyn to keep track of her in the fog Roa altered her course to move slowly but steadily towards the sounds. Friend or foe, predator or prey, she would confront them.


Sep 13, 2018 07:42 AM — Post #2

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Little silvery minnows rippled briefly near the surface before darting away into the depth of a few ponds as he approached. He wrinkled his nose at them, his unfortunate distaste for fish becoming more cumbersome the longer he chose to camp out near the sea. His breath frosted the air at the end of his nose as he finally lifted his head, completely encircled by fog.

The scab on his chest itched, the distorted shadows of cattails and dead, gnarled trees sending a fresh wave of pins and needles racing up and down his spine. Even when he was completely alone and cloaked in a thick haze, there was no burying the deep-seated paranoia that clung to him like a second layer of skin.

He blinked his glazed, bloodshot eyes and moved to continue carving a moist path through the wetlands when he heard it: a bark. A stranger. He froze, his muscles rippling with tension beneath his pelt, ears perked forward and his tail vibrating stiffly at his heels.


Sep 14, 2018 07:56 AM — Post #3

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There. Amid the shifting mist, something suddenly stopped shifting, the abrupt change of movement catching her eye. She pointed herself directly towards it, ears sharply pricked for any sound of footsteps retreating or turning another way. What she found was not unexpected, really. A white wolf, a young boy, grown into maturity. What was unexpected was his cowering.

Roa glared down her nose at him, wondering what left him hunkered near the mud like that. “What is your name,” she commanded, stern but not unkind.


Sep 14, 2018 08:35 AM — Post #4

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Sæberýn had allowed the fog to capture her interest, leading her away from her aunt in thin, fickle wisps, in breaths on the back of her neck and swirling whispers around her paws. The silver titan mucked through the swamp with a sniff of every putrid scent that belched from the mud and snow, her tail wavering high above her rump, a natural setting. Glacial eyes pouring over the landscape in search of - what?

A scent? A scrap? A sign?

Something interesting.

Her nose wrinkled as it passed over the bark of a hunched tree. Sæberýn paused to sniff, then leaned back and scraped at the bark with her front paws, leaving her own mark behind before continuing. Her ears twitched to the sound of stillness. Dry grass bending, small mammals awakening from their winter slumber. Ugh. Already she felt the heat piling onto her shoulders. She shook out her fur and searched still.

Until. Her aunt’s familiar voice broke the sheath of silence.

Sæberýn’s head snapped upright. She craned her neck, spotting the woman with the dark neck some ways away. Didn’t recognize the words. But was quite aware that she was talking to someone.

Whirling around on her heel, Sæberýn trotted back in her direction, eager to know what her aunt had found.

(arriving next round)


Sep 15, 2018 05:54 PM — Post #5

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Truthfully, he didn’t know what he hoped to gain from standing perfectly still in the middle of a wide open bog. Probably for the wolf to eventually grow bored and leave him be. Needless to say that didn’t happen.

The wolf appeared despite his stiff, silent plea for her to do the exact opposite and demanded from him something he couldn’t provide. His ears promptly pinned back against his head, his lips sealed.

Only the shadows knew the answer to that, now.


Sep 17, 2018 08:32 AM — Post #6

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Her fuzzy brow crinkled in polite confusion at the utter silence that answered her. A mute? She knew wolves with such an affliction existed, but it was her first time encountering one, much the same as she had never encountered a deaf wolf before.

An ear flicked back at the sounds of her niece making her way through the marshland. “Sæberýn, I’ve found someone,” she announced, still studying the white wolf before her. He did not smell injured; he did not smell like any kind of blood, to her surprise, not even that of a wild deer. Roa glanced around, just in case her nose had managed to fail her for once in her life. She saw no one else of wolfish figure moving in the fog.

“Are you lost?” she prompted him again. Perhaps he could answer yes or no questions if she kept them simple.


Sep 18, 2018 08:38 AM — Post #7

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The trot picked up to a canter at the informative voice of her aunt. Sæberýn’s ears pricked at her name, and then her tail gave a wag. Found someone. Her first impulse was to wonder if that someone might have glimpsed her brother slinking through the shadows once, caught the toxic flash of his eyes. It was the first thought of every encounter. The ritual questions she assembled were already beginning to boil on the tip of her tongue.

“Oh, Frænka,” she tutted, coming up beside her aunt as her gaze latched to the ghostly white wolf materialized from the mist. Thin, ragged. Somewhat pathetic looking. “It is just a puppy. Hmph!”

Sæberýn’s lip curled slightly as she stared down her nose at the male, gaze half-lidded in apathy of his presence. Like a weasel like this would even survive an encounter with her brother! Or perhaps he was exactly her brother’s flavor of company.

Salmon tongue lashed from her jaw, smacking her lips as she eyed him up, weighing which questions to rain down on him first. After he satisfied her aunt’s curiosity, of course.


Sep 18, 2018 10:35 PM — Post #8

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The fur at the back of his neck prickled when the wolf called out to the mist and another similarly built figure emerged, only bigger. His paws squelched with a nervous energy, his eyes already darting around for someplace to hide. It was too open here. He didn’t like it. He wasn’t… used to it. “I—I’m not—” he croaked meekly, flinching at the newcomer’s obvious exasperation. He definitely didn’t like this.


Sep 20, 2018 01:15 AM — Post #9

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Sæberýn’s disdain for the mute wolf rolled off Roa’s back, far too familiar with her niece’s attitude to be ruffled by it. It wouldn’t stop Roa from attempting to get som einformation out of him. True, he was certainly no frá Norðri, but—even if he didn’ tknow anything, at least not anything he could communicate—he might be a loyal follower.

She’d prefer if Sæberýn waited to chase him off until she’d gotten her own answers and feel for him, but judging by the way she was eyeing him, she should probably do so efficiently. Hm. As if she was planning to waste time too long anyway.

Oh! He spoke. She tucked her head to her chest, looking down at him with a new alertness. “Not lost? Good. Then can you tell us if you’ve met anyone who shares our scent?”


Sep 20, 2018 07:42 AM — Post #10

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Her lips pressed together into a hard, disapproving black line. Glacial eyes watched. And judged. The movements of his mouth, the rigidity of him, flinching at her very presence. Good. Flinch, werm!

Only her ear twisted aside when her aunt spoke, listening to the questioning. They must have been on the same page, although Sæberýn could only imagine that her aunt’s prime target was one of Sæberýn’s elder kin. Róa’s siblings, and not Sæberýn’s own brother Lárus. But the intent remained. Really, any frá Norðri would do.


Sep 20, 2018 05:12 PM — Post #11

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Shared their scent? ”N-no?”

He took a few steps back, still very perturbed at the way the other female was looking at him. He’d chosen this disgusting bog to get away from other wolves while he recovered, not to be intimidated by some stranger just for existing.

His eyes continued to dart around, very much wanting nothing more than to leave.


Sep 21, 2018 06:32 AM — Post #12

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Roa had tried to be generous and optimistic, but as the minimal conversation went on, it was becoming quite apparent that this little white wolf simply didn’t have anything to contribute. It was a sincere disappointment, but she accepted that not everyone could be a valuable member of society.

“Thank you,” she informed him with unnecessary formality, and glanced to her niece. “He’s not worth more time,” she mused, although she understood the temper towards him. He hadn’t done anything wrong however (he hadn’t done… anything, really) and she wouldn’t release the hounds, as it were, on someone who hadn’t earned it. “Let’s go.”

Surely there were more informed wolves out there; and if not, surely together they would find their quarry regardless.

exit, unless Sae wants to give him something to be afraid of :P


Sep 28, 2018 10:46 AM — Post #13

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A disapproving sentinel, Saeberyn merely remained, frowning at the young white male until her aunt deemed the conversation over. Her ear twisted toward Roa, listening to the judgment cast - not worth more time. Not worth the time it took to interrogate. Not worth the time it took to torment, either. Much as she would have wanted to, she obliged her aunt’s decision.

But it didn’t mean Saeberyn couldn’t leave him with something to remember them by. Maybe this way, she’d ensure that he never forgot the scent.

Curling her lips back in a snarl, Saeberyn lunged at the male’s face with a snap of her teeth in the air, not intending to bite him - although if he didn’t move in time, she just might snag something - only to scare him. She’d rather see him turn tail first, before she took off after her aunt.


Oct 03, 2018 04:34 PM — Post #14

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