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Bragi Þórbjörn Zoi
 

Since joining the beach, it was all that could have been imagined. Paws trampled on the ground, knowing he would hopefully make the plunge into reaching the beach again by sundown.

Hunting was his favorite past time, but he hadn’t quite adjusted to the beach way of life. Something about wanting to leave the salt-touched creatures out in their own habitat. Going into the water just wasn’t even a consideration, at this point, because he’d probably pee himself from the cold. Out of sheer reaction. Not fear.

His body shook briskly, wishing he could have been able to find something tasty. There was nothing immediate in his nose, which was a problem. Clearly the bard was missing out on some key feature - perhaps it was how things were so dark. His body twitching, he snorted with the thickening smell of musk.

Old leaves. So many dead things. But no actual dead things.


Jan 14, 2017 05:26 PM

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Marcellus Rousseau Isabel
 

Recently, Marcellus had mostly been occupying himself with hunting, herb searching, and looking after Laura. Today, Marce was looking for the lion’s mane mushroom. He didn’t think anyone would need the herb any time soon, but it was better to be safe than sorry.

So, nose held high in the air, the healer tried catching the scent of the peculiar looking plant. It wasn’t until various scents flooded his nostrils that he recognized one as something other than a plant and past wolves. This one belonged to a wolf that was here. In the now.

Curious, Marce followed the scent of the other male rather than that of the herb he sought.

“Hello?” he called, not yet seeing the owner of the scent.


Jan 15, 2017 09:55 AM — Post #1

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Bragi wasn’t sure what to make of the world that was his to occupy. Happiness came in infinite sizes and shapes. It was why he walked, and he wasn’t sure what he was about to find. What sort of little creatures were out and about, what ones could be found?

His mouth twisted as he thought he caught a whiff of a mole, but that would hardly feed a pack. It was enough that it sat within his chest, like and overbearing weight. As if it was going to be that easy to just let it all go. The sound of another’s voice halted the internal debate of what it was that mad a meal.

His head jerked up, and he found his eyes widening, attempting to locate the voice. When he found it, though, his tension was faint. Nervous.

A mole thief! Undoubtedly!

Ahoy, stranger of the lost leaf.


Jan 17, 2017 03:34 PM — Post #2

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Marce cocked his head at the stranger’s introduction. “Heyo! Stranger of the lost leaf? Sounds like a mighty cool name, but unfortunately my parents decided to give me Marce instead.” He gave a light chuckle at this and approached the other man with ease.


Jan 17, 2017 06:29 PM — Post #3

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Bragi should have brightened up considerably, but it simply wasn’t that quick and to the point. Tail swished as he found himself looking at the male who spoke so warmly, and he offered a cheeky grin in retaliation.

Blessed be those who walk with swift tongues,” He hummed contently, his head dipping as the rest of his body followed. A long bow drawing out of him as he grumbled, “I am known as the Friend-Bard, Bragi.

It was about as straight forward as he could be. “Has the leaves not taken a journey in a circle?


Jan 21, 2017 08:44 AM — Post #4

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Following this guy’s words was one of the hardest things Marce had ever had to do. “Well, Bragi, I haven’t really seen them go in circles yet, but when they do, I’ll make sure to tell you. So far, I’ve only seen them fall from above onto the ground,” he explained, starting to believe that maybe the wolf in front of him was half crazed… or maybe he was reciting some sort of poem he had made.


Jan 21, 2017 05:21 PM — Post #5

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It was already so late into the spring, and the pensive look was a reflection that he was not sorely sure if he should have taken the wolf’s answer at truth. Head dipped, knowing that he was misunderstood.

What’s your calling?” His words phrased as a question, a little easier to understand. Short sentences. They made things better.

An infectious boy-parrot grin helped too. So he grinned to emphasize friendliness.


Jan 24, 2017 04:43 PM — Post #6

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This guy sure had a peculiar way of phrasing things. He assumed the question meant what he planned on doing with his life, but he wasn’t quite sure.

“Healing, I guess. It’s what I’ve been doing for most of my life,” Marce explained. “You?”


Jan 27, 2017 11:30 AM — Post #7

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Healing.

It was a noble endeavor, to which there was a reward of bliss in the wolfish grin to the male. Absolutely, it was a thrilling little feeling that was all but twisting himself inside out at the returning of the question.

Son of the Gods,” His happiness was clear, delighted that he was able to phrase it understandably - at least he assumed so. “Bard of the Mortals, and Sun, and Songs alike!


Jan 28, 2017 09:02 PM — Post #8

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Marce chuckled, beginning to wonder that this guy was probably just one of those religious wolves with an expansive, complicated vocabulary. At the pack he’d temporarily lived in, there had been one “saint-like” wolf. He wasn’t a bard of sorts, but he believed in deities and whatnot. Spending enough time with the man had led Marce to believe that maybe there was something supernatural out there. As a healer, he’d seen lots of miraculous things happen.

“Sounds like a difficult task,” Marcellus responded, tail still wagging from one side to the other.


Jan 29, 2017 10:31 AM — Post #9

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Bragi couldn’t agree more.

It was difficult being important, but trying to downplay it. It was never that easy to imagine that he was… so without his deity abilities.

Solving another’s inner issues is a task most heroic, as well.” The compliment was thrown back, bowing his head respectfully.


Jan 31, 2017 07:39 PM — Post #10

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Deciding to slide into a conversation that he was actually able to continue, Marce thought up a question that he knew this fellow would have an answer to.

“Are you looking for anything in particular around here? Maybe I can help,” Marce offered kindly. “Or are you just moseying around? Peaceful walks are always great - and healthy.”


Feb 03, 2017 09:10 PM — Post #11

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Chewable rights of life,” His words were honest, accompanied with a faint smile.

With the birth of those anew and the laughters and the waves, it’s only fair that the bellies of the sand folk know the warmth of the forest flesh.” BABIES DUDE. FEED THE BABIES.

But it wasn’t so simple as telling so.

But even a few small hare - they’d make a fair difference.


Feb 10, 2017 02:38 PM — Post #12

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Chewable rights of life? What on Earth was that? Food? Was he talking about food? Talking to this man was like trying to play charades… except the words weren’t acted out, they were contorted in a way that made the game even harder than charades. Who had raised this poor guy? How did anyone understand him? Poor fellow, Marce felt pity for him.

Convinced that his brain had been twisted as far as possible, Bragi proved him wrong with yet another sentence. The birth of those anew… so new wolves… that were born… puppies! Alright, that made sense.

The birth of laughter and waves confused him so he dropped that piece of the puzzle before even looking for places to connect it.

Bellies of the sand folk? Forest flesh? Was he a cannibal? Did this man believe in cannibalism? Marcellus frowned, tail lowering slightly as its speed slowed.

“I’m sorry… could you umm…” Marce stopped, trying to find the nicest way to talk to the cannibal. “Could you rephrase that last bit? About the forest flesh?” Before he let it slip his mind, he added a small “please.”


Feb 14, 2017 03:53 PM — Post #13

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Head tipped to the side, and he found himself almost sensing the discomfort that had come upon the healer. Pittance that, for the words flurried with a gusto and never proved themselves wrong, but his modest look fluttered with sincerity.

The hair of a hare and a dear drop of doe,” He gently rephrased in his singsong words, smiling fondly at the male. “Upon the throes of the sand, the swimming sighs are but all the blood to find.

Fish. He smiled faintly, “While the Ocean ever provides, the come and go of the flesh move with the tides.


Feb 14, 2017 04:12 PM — Post #14

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His brain hurt. The guy didn’t seem malicious and, had he been a cannibal, he would have probably tried to eat Marcellus already.

“Well, alright then,” Marce said, offering a smile of confusion. “The best of luck to you and your puppies,” he added. “If you ever need someone to check up on them, don’t be afraid to call me,” the healer offered, readying himself to leave.


Feb 14, 2017 04:17 PM — Post #15

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