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Moving South | Dusk | Brittle Wetland | Full Summer HY5

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

Arcana had been traveling for days without encountering another of her species. She couldn’t remember precisely how long it had been since she left her family in the north, and she couldn’t help but wonder how they were doing without her. She had left in the early hours, slipping into the great big dusk without a word. Would her pack be looking for her? Would they even mind that she was gone? Probably not—mercy, how painfully catatonic that bunch was. As far as she was concerned, and however long it had been, she was better off without them.

Her thoughts were spilling about with very little to be said for rhyme and reason when Arc finally decided to take a pause. A distraction was in order. Something to get her mind off her past. A hunt.

The young wolf, well-suited for woodland camouflage, stopped where she was and dropped straight on top of her haunches. In marshlands such as this, her greatest advantage came from a low profile. Nearer to the ground, she listened. Certainly a vibrant ecosystem such as this would be abuzz with hunting opportunity.

She waited, no more than a drumlin silhouette on the edge of the marsh, for her dinner to stir.


Jan 13, 2019 12:35 PM

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

The man had made good time in his travels, determined to find this ‘ocean’ or whatever the hell Shark had said she’d lived by. Eloi needed to see such a thing for himself to actually believe in its existence. Word alone had never been good enough for the skeptical man. Words lied, wolves lied, eyes never did.

But it would seem he was not destined to find the sea today. The massive man’s paws were soaked with the water of the wetland he now traversed, his legs both muddy and sore. Eloi was a man of the plains and had always detested such marshes as this. Where the hell was he supposed to step? How was he supposed to fight if the situation arose. Altogether it made the man uncharacteristically nervous and more than a little irritated.

At least he was alone, yes? The dark man wouldn’t have to pretend to be interested in another or even act as though he wanted a conversation. He was simply free to snarl and curse this hellish land. Or so he thought.

The scent of a wolf - a woman, no less - drifted across his path like a terrible red flag, drawing his attention away from the muddy land for the first time since his arrival. Eloi was a flirt, yes, however he didn’t feel particularly in the mood to try and woo a girl with his flowery words and handsome figure. But.. hey. Eloi wouldn’t pass up the opportunity if one should arise.

So it was with that train of thought the man turned on his heel and began picking his way towards the scent, golden gaze ever watchful for the girl he sought.

Probably able to be seen/scented. Arriving next round!


Jan 13, 2019 08:59 PM — Post #1

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

It would be a quiet night. Arc knew this the moment the last sliver of sun had slipped beyond the reed-lined horizon. But just then, as the last trails of light faded into night, there was movement. It was a silhouette, a dark smudge navigating the pocked and mushy landscape.

It was the sort of sighting that made a lone wolf uneasy. Her nose hadn’t picked up on the newcomer, nor did her particularly adept ears detect any sound from where she had seen the shape.

In any case, her focus changed. Arc put any thought of hunting in the rear of her mind. Now, her attention was honed into the figure that she knew to be another wolf in the distance. Maybe they hadn’t noticed her. Maybe they would pass by without confrontation.

But such wasn’t the case. The stranger, as if following a trail of crumbs, changed trajectory and was heading straight for her. Arc, still hunkered into the sparse grass, did not move.


Jan 14, 2019 03:56 PM — Post #2

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

The lady seemed intent on remaining hidden, much to the man’s displeasure. Was she not interested in a little company? He didn’t bite.. Most of the time. But her refusal to show herself didn’t deter Eloi from pursuing his target, his head held high as his orange-gold gaze scanned the dark landscape with vigor. It was unsettling that he couldn’t find her, presenting the idea that she was a possible threat. Or maybe she was simply shy. Yes, he would hope for the latter.

“I know you’re there,” he rumbled gruffly, his voice silky and rough all at once. “I just want to have a conversation. I’m not here to cause trouble.” Well… Maybe just a little, depending on just who he’d found nestled within the marsh.


Jan 14, 2019 09:56 PM — Post #3

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

Hidden halfway between reeds and darkness, Arc went rigid. The silhouette was growing, a sure sign it was approaching her. They were downwind. There was no smell to detect, only the sound of movement, amplifying with each step nearer.

The figure was only a few strides away when it spoke. When he spoke. It was clear he was following her scent and hadn’t determined exactly where she was. She had that little advantage on her side.

Arc was left with two options; make a break for it while she had a chance, or make herself known to the stranger. Against a lack of judgement, she decided on the latter.

As quickly as she had settled to the ground, she was back up on her feet. She wasn’t a large wolf, but her legs were long in comparison to her diminished frame. She hoped this would make at least some difference to the male who, upon rising, she discovered was far larger than herself.

Hark, she called with confidence. She had long come to terms with her small size, but she would always have her large voice to back her up. Who are you?


Jan 15, 2019 06:38 PM — Post #4

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

The dark silhouette whirled as the girl spoke, his hackles rising sharply with something akin to alarm. How could she had been so close and yet so hidden? It was troubling, to say the least. But that was a worry for another time and another place.

Her voice was loud and sure, something Eloi couldn’t help but find himself amused with. Had she no common sense? The male was clearly at the advantage here, what with his size and all. She should have been fearful, should have been wary of a stranger calling out in the night.

A deep, musical chuckle slipped through his maw to pierce the still air. “My name is Eloi. What are you doing out here?” He inquired, a lopsided grin tugging at the corner of his lip.


Jan 15, 2019 07:24 PM — Post #5

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

Something washed over Arc. Not what she would call regret so much as it was the contemplation of a humorous alternative scenario. A part of her wondered how long it would have taken him to find her. She could have waited until he had his back turned just so and yelled as loud as possible. She could have kicked a branch across the marsh to disorient him. Both options, she agreed with herself, would have procured entertaining responses. She couldn’t quite suppress the chuckle that came along with the thought, no matter how inappropriate it seemed at the time.

In any case she had startled the male, which in and of itself cleansed her of any hesitation she would otherwise have in addressing him. He was big. So was her courage. As far as she was concerned she had only come this far by being bold.

“Arcana,” she answered bluntly. She never offered a surname to strangers. Not that anyone would know her family anyway. “It was going to be dinner before you came stomping through.”


Jan 15, 2019 09:14 PM — Post #6

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

‘Arcana.’

A pretty name for a pretty girl. “It’s nice to meet you, Arcana,” the man rumbled with a silken lilt to his voice. Her response, however, was of the far less friendly sort. Still the man couldn’t help but nod apologetically with a slight smile. “I’m sorry about your meal but perhaps I can make it up to you? Two wolves are better than one.” ‘For many different reasons,’ His mind added slyly.

She was small, far smaller than Eloi, but that meant little when it came to both hunting and fighting. Small wolves were normally quick and agile, able to make turns the massive man could only dream of. Having the use of Arcana during a hunt may not be so terrible, after all.


Jan 16, 2019 08:56 PM — Post #7

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

Arc smirked to herself in the growing darkness. The tone of the male’s voice suggested he was as much flirt as he was foe. She sized him up, as if she could determine his hunting ability with no more than a glance-over. He was large. Kinda loud. But he was a wolf. What wolf grew that big without being able to feed itself?

“Okay, Eloi,” she decided to humor him. She was still hungry after all. “Let’s see what’s stirring out there.” Arcana didn’t know these lands. If the male did, he could prove to be more useful than anticipated. But then again, perhaps he’d be just as inclined to keep the haul for himself.

Any outcome was possible and Arc didn’t make the mistake of trusting anyone.


Jan 17, 2019 10:02 PM — Post #8

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

She agreed.

Eloi responded with a simple nod as he returned his gaze to the marsh surrounding them. This was going to be fun. Or not. Maybe she would help him kill something and simply take it for herself if given the opportunity. He would have to keep a close eye on the girl from this point on.

“Lead the way, Arcana.”


Jan 27, 2019 02:20 PM — Post #9

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

She nodded, stepping forward carefully. Conversation was a curse. Fortunately enough, this one had been brief. She favored those who could get straight to the point, but she still wasn’t sure what Eloi’s point was. Had he simply intended to meet her? Did he have ulterior motives? These were questions she didn’t care to ask. Whether his intentions were good or not, she would find out in time and could handle on her own.

The time of day was right. It was her favorite. It felt as though the night were teetering on the edge of the wetlands, waiting explicitly for the hunt to begin before settling upon the world. Now that they were both standing still, she could hear the minuscule sounds beneath the wind. The world shook gently, an owl at the edge of the wood crooned, the robust belch of chorusing frogs rose from somewhere among the grasses. And then, a distinctive scuttling. Heard but unseen, there was the scurrying of a small mammal, a large rodent, nearby.

Arcana didn’t have to trust Eloi to work with him. “North.” She tilted her head in the general direction of the sound and waited for him to hear it too.


Feb 01, 2019 12:50 AM — Post #10

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

North.

The man nodded in agreement, his ears rising to stand perched atop his crown. There was the slightest rustling that she must have picked up on, much to his displeasure. A pair of wolves could have gone after something much larger than a rodent of some sort. But Eloi was hardly about to argue against the woman before him when a meal was at stake. Hell, if he needed he could just take it and run from the girl.

With the silent grace only a predator could poses, the dark wolf flitted from her side. His muscular body was held low as he slunk after the noise, his tail flagging out behind him. He’d make his way around behind their target and spoke it towards her so she could make the kill. Hopefully she wouldn’t spoke when the thing came shooting towards her.


Feb 02, 2019 08:45 PM — Post #11

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Arcana Cain Brielle
 

A slim, dark shadow, Arcana moved with her usual swiftness, silent and ghost-like. The muskrat, which could not have been more than three strides away, was still invisible to the eye. It must have been hunkered down among the reeds and marsh refuse, hopefully not too near it’s burrow, and hopefully with company. She could smell the meal now and she caught herself drooling in anticipation of the taste. Just one rodent wouldn’t be a feast, but it would be enough to tide over two grown wolves.

When she lifted her eyes to check on her colleague’s positioning, Eloi was past the spot where the noise had originated. He was arching around the backside, sizing up the area and eliminating escape routes. It was unlikely either wolf would be able to simply reach into the brush and grab the overgrown rodent - whichever of them pounced would need to use their body weight to immobilize the critter before going in for the kill. Arc wondered if Eloi would be intuitive enough of a hunter to realize this challenge of the terrain.

She glanced in his direction again, listening for the muskrat to stir again and give away it’s hiding hole.


Feb 04, 2019 12:56 PM — Post #12

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Eloi Alvarez Red
 

This was a strange experience, even Eloi could admit to it. He wasn’t the type to parade about hunting with whatever stranger he happened upon at the time. But hey, the dark brute was down for anything so long as it got him a meal and something to occupy his time.

The man’s maw was slightly parted as he finally drew to a halt, drool dripping from his dull canines. He could almost taste the warm flesh and salty blood. The mere thought of fulfilling his hunger sent shivers of anticipation arching down his spine. Eloi wouldn’t have to wait much longer now. Well, that was assuming Arcana didn’t screw up.

Eloi was well aware he wouldn’t be able to simply reach into the brush like a cat and drag the prize outwards. He was going to have to scare the creature out towards his hunting companion. For a second longer he remained silent and still, his gaze fixated on the brush.

One. Two..

With a vicious snarl the man leapt forward like a shadow, paws outstretched to catch his fall. A squeal sounded from within the depths of the bush as the creature was evicted from its hiding place, making a mad dash towards the waiting danger that was yet another wolf.

It was all up to Arcana now.


Feb 09, 2019 06:18 PM — Post #13

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