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Poet Serethi Erin
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It was an arduous journey, but Poet had finally made it home after a few days. At first he wasn’t even sure where he was headed; he just walked in a direction and stuck with it. It was by pure chance he’d picked the direction that the range stood in and now he was back.

Sitting dangerously close to the edge of a cliff that overlooked the sea thousands of feet below, shrouded in fog.

The fog made it hard to tell if there was even water directly below or if it was playing a trick on the eyes and masked hard rock at the bottom. There was only one way he’d find out, Poet thought.

But soon that thought was overshadowed by hundreds of other thoughts, all of them memories of his past and of his sister. A sister that no longer knew him despite all the hardships they endured together as well as the smiles and laughter they shared. And he left her crying, cowering underneath another male who’s clearly replaced Poet in her life, though in a different way. At the time he was blinded by frustration and anger, both at himself and at the fact that he was losing the one wolf he was closest to. But now…now he just felt guilty all over again.

Still, he couldn’t understand how she didn’t even recognize him. Not even for a second. Perhaps he’d never meant anything to her like she did to him. Perhaps she was just using him as a scapegoat for happiness since he was always the one having to deal with the consequences of his actions and she, on the other hand, always watched from the sidelines. She’d get lectured and yelled at, but that was merely a slap on the wrist compared to what Poet had to experience. Even so, he was stupid enough to do it over and over again just to see her smiling and happy. Even if it was just for a second.

But now he was no longer a brother to her. He went from close kin to absolutely nothing. And nothing could rake at his heart harder than that fact. At least while the storm cloud hovered over him wherever he went, causing his emotions to strike uncontrollably. So as he sat dangerously close to his edge, he contemplated life below. It would only take a second to just…

He lifted a forelimb and dangled it in the air over the ninety-degree drop, as if testing what it might feel like to freefall for thousands of feet. And soon his neck craned over with his limb and a mix of emotion flooded his senses once again, clouding every rational thought in his mind as he got a clearer view down below. He didn’t feel like himself anymore.

He wasn’t himself anymore.

Not only that, but it was pouring rain again. Poet didn’t even notice.


May 10, 2016 12:05 AM

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Ida 'Qui Fao
 

She was quite a lot further than she should have gone, and she knew it.

She shouldn’t have left the rise at all.  But boy, she had been having fun and she’d gotten bored trying to play tag with Olli, so she’d rambled off.

First down the hill. Then up the next. Then down. Up. Down. Up. There were so many hills and the grass was flowing and enticing to such a young mind, and she just kept going and going and then…

Rain. She’d frolicked in it.

And then, she was tired, and she’d called for momma for a while without any response. Momma had been tired, too, though, when she’d left. Maybe she just couldn’t hear her…

So she’d wandered some more. In the entirely wrong direction.

And now it was raining again, and she was shivering.  She scanned the range for any sign of anyone, but there was nothing.

Not until she heard the strange sound from further on that she had no scope to recognize as the sound of the ocean.

But she did know enough to recognize the form of a wolf up ahead.

Momma?

A shift of wind brought a male scent.

Not momma.

“Heys mistah!” she called to him, bounding closer.  “Heys!  Do yous know my momma?”


May 10, 2016 12:40 AM — Post #1

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Valentina had checked into her and Poet’s usual meeting place between the rise and the glen, but no fresh scents of him lingered. As such, she decided to take up a quick hunt, check back in again, and if he was still not there… well then she would head home.

He had been absent from the Alliance’s lands during the time she’d searched for Melody, and it appeared he still was. Valentina wondered what he could possibly be doing for him to be gone away for so long…

The healer had managed to snatch up a large vole before the rain had really started to hit. Prey in mouth, she trotted towards the coast, curious to see if perhaps Nianki’s scent was around, but there was nothing. A sigh and—

Poet’s scent was carried across the range to her, musky but fresh. Perking her ears up and staying alert, Valentina did not think but followed it instinctively.

It took a while of difficult trekking across the fogged range, but she arrived to the source of the trail—an enormous cliff. She had noticed the walk grow steeper… her legs had, anyway.

Making no effort to be discreet—although she was naturally light footed—Valentina stopped short behind him, and dropped the vole to speak. “What on earth are you doing?” she looked at his leaning frame and dangling paw, thoroughly bemused. Noticing the young and soaked pup near Poet, Valentina quirked a brow. Had he been teaching her… something? She would fall ill in this weather.


May 10, 2016 12:43 AM — Post #2

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Distantly he heard waves lapping against the cliff wall far below, the rush of the swell pushing itself around beneath the fog. The rain fell hard, pelting every inch of his body until his thick coat obeyed gravity and pulled him down. He managed to fight the force and instead just watched the rain pool off of his dangling paw to the abyss below him. He still cried, this time a mix of angry and desperate tears.

She hadn’t recognized him. He still couldn’t believe it. When he pushed himself into her, like he had thousands of times before, she did nothing in return. It wasn’t until Rufus was by her side that she just melted into him without a word. Mari was the new Kytes and Rufus was the new Poet. In this new life, at least. Kytes was gone, which meant there was no place for Poet anymore. Her new sentinel had made it clear multiple times that Poet wasn’t wanted around her, even though he was the last wolf on the planet anyone should be afraid of hurting Kytes. Except he had hurt her. He let the anger and the frustration and the hurt get the better of him and went too far, leaving her a crumbling mess. Had he not been chased out, he would’ve stayed to comfort her and help her through it. But then again, that wasn’t Kytes crumbling before him. It was Mari. A wolf who had no idea who Poet was. Someone who clearly valued wolves like Rufus higher than Poet. And, once again, he was chased away from her with more threats. Just like the first time, only this time he wasn’t so blatantly promised death if he stayed. He felt the bite in Rufus’s tone, though. Poet could fight, but he didn’t like it unless it was desperately needed. If he stayed, he believed it would’ve only made everything worse for her in the end.

He wasn’t wanted there. He never was in the first place. The world worked hard to keep them apart and it had ultimately won. She had her new family now, and there was no place for Poet in it. Only Rufus. And he better not fuck it up.

He was lost to words and sounds of others approaching him, so when a small voice piped up somewhere nearby at first it didn’t even register. For several seconds he remained where he was, then eventually he let out a half-hearted, beaten, “No.” He did not know the pup. He had yet to meet the ‘Qui family and, frankly, right now he had bigger things occupying his mind. If he was in his normal state, he’d jump to his feet and help start the search to get the pup home. But right now, he couldn’t care less.

It wasn’t until he heard another voice, one much more familiar and warm to him, that caused him to suddenly jump in his skin. His other forelimb, the one still attached to the ground, slipped forward as he jolted in surprise and immediately he placed his lifted paw back on the earth, scrambling to get a grip and prevent himself from falling forward. His heart raced, he leaned backward to fight gravity once more but he felt his front legs continually slipping forward. He splayed his claws and watched with horror as they scraped against the ground through the layers of mud and muck that pooled underneath him.

But then, miraculously, he wasn’t moving anymore. He was positioned like he was originally, only his lower half was drenched in mud from the fight. The tears welled in his eyes, unable to turn around to face either his mate or the pup. There was a tightening in his chest, a fresh swirl of guilt invading his body once more. Maybe he should just let go.


May 10, 2016 09:37 AM — Post #3

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The wolf did not move or speak for a while. Ida was worried. Then he said ‘no,’ which did not help her much, either. 

But there was another! This one, female, and as Ida came bounding up, she smiled as bright as she could at the second stranger. She was still very tired, and she just wanted to be home, but she did like new people so very much!

What on earth are you doing?

For a moment Ida thought the female was asking her that, but she realized it was for the male, who seemed to not have an answer, because he… slipped!

Oh no, why was he slipping? What was going on?  Thinking she might help him, Ida rushed forward and unexpectedly came to a sharp stop when she realized.

There was no ground past where the male sat.

Gripped with sudden fear of her own, the pup sat down and then rolled onto her back, the end of the world at her feet.


May 10, 2016 03:57 PM — Post #4

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He began losing balance, and the pup rushed towards Poet before stopping abruptly. Eyes wide, Valentina quickly moved over the mud and short distance between Poet and herself, lunging to pull him back by his thick nape, even after he had found his footing.

Why was he sitting so dangerously close to the edge? She’d admit, it was a euphoric feeling… but today it was raining, and anyone in their right might would not do as he was. There were plenty of metres from up here and the coast — or the water — below them.

“What the hell do you think you’re doing?” she spat through a mouthful of his fur, chastising him. It was a repeat of her previous question, only she was annoyed now, not mildly amused. With any luck, Valentina would be able to drag him a few paces back, and release him on even ground.

Having not seen the tired expression he wore yet, Valentina was still unaware of what was occurring — only that Poet had been sitting as he had.


May 10, 2016 08:46 PM — Post #5

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Although he wasn’t slipping anymore, he still felt like he was about to plummet off the edge of the world. He didn’t know where the pup was, but right now he had bigger issues on his plate. He didn’t see her in either of his peripheral views, which meant she was somewhere behind him and that was all he needed to know. He tried to slide himself backwards since he was now sitting down in the thick muck, but to no avail. It wasn’t until he felt a rough hold on his nape pulling him backwards that he was able to make any headway away from the edge.

She wasn’t strong enough to pull him backward fast enough with the force she was hoping for, but it helped enough to get him steady and able to move away from the drop. She reprimanded him in the process, but he wasn’t in the right mindset to answer until he was far enough away from sure death. It took several moments, but eventually he was back into a more grassy patch of the hill and was able to get a grip again.

For a minute he still stared ahead, dropping his muzzle to the ground and taking a deep breath. He knew the second he turned around Valentina would see his red, swollen sleep-deprived eyes and ask what had happened. He’d have to tell her everything: how he found his sister, how she didn’t remember him at all, and finally that he let his emotions get the better of him and made her crack and crumble right into the safety and comfort of another wolf. He’d have to tell her it was all his fault. Just like the Oakley incident, he felt like he was to blame for yet another loss in his life.

The wind howled around them and the rain started shifting in multiple different directions. Slowly, slowly, he got to his mud-caked feet and turned around to face his mate with all the worse emotions in the world evident on his face.

“I was just-” he choked up suddenly, trying to keep himself from spilling more tears. ”-wondering what it would be like…” he trailed off unable to finish his sentence, turning his face away from her and the pup delicately.

“I saw her, Val.”


May 11, 2016 07:56 PM — Post #6

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((Whoopsie doopsie, sorry for the delay. btw, feel free to skip ida any time you feel it’s relevant. Ida’s just a clueless lost puppy who won’t have anything helpful to add, so. ;3))

The lady seemed upset. The mister seemed… more upset. Ida scooted away from the edge without standing up and then rolled to her feet and scurried behind the lady, to look up at the mister’s face.

Oh no, he looked so sad. She whimpered at him.  He turned away, and she whimpered again.

The only time she got sad was when she couldn’t find her sticks in the tall grass, but this mister sounded like he was missing a lot more.


May 13, 2016 02:42 PM — Post #7

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Poet made an attempt to manoeuvre in all sorts of directions, but Valentina was on quick paws, following him around to see his face. But then he stopped moving, and turned to her, his eyes swollen. The pup hid behind Valentina, and with a glance downwards, Valentina moved behind her so she could nestle between her forelegs as she sat to keep warm.

Valentina did not know the pup, but that was quite irrelevant at this point.

“You saw who?” she asked, seated. The Healer had an idea of who… but at this point, he was being nonsensical and vague, so she remained unsure.

Did that mean… what had he been doing so harmfully near the edge?


May 13, 2016 07:44 PM — Post #8

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i’ve been told this thread won’t be continuing on erin’s end, so consider it faded out. apparently poet disappears after this, off screen ! you’ll have to msg her about whether or not he tells the alliance, etc, because i have no idea on that end !


May 20, 2016 12:00 AM — Post #9

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