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Post by Derek on Nov 2, 2016 19:41:52 GMT
Enrique scanned the built of the silverish female in front of him. "Well, if Thistle is by any chance interested in mentoring you, I'm sure she could determine the rank you can take on." he said, glancing back his ocean blue orbs to face those of the female behind him. He slightly tilted his head towards the sentinel. "What do you say?" he asked her.
Mentioned x N/A Addressed x Thistle (Thistle), Milah (Julliet) Notes x Sooo late...
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Post by Thistle on Nov 3, 2016 23:45:21 GMT
The silver Sentinel stopped in her tracks when she heard her Alpha speak to her about the new comer, a frown crossed her face as she began listening to him. "Well, if Thistle is by any chance interested in mentoring you, I'm sure she could determine the rank you can take on, what do you say?" He asked her as she turned her amber gaze to the female known as Milah, her brow raised as she stared at the females posture. Thistle took a few steps forward and began circling the female, scrutinizing her every detail. "It could work... as long as she can do as she is told... and knows how to not talk back..." The Sentinel began as she shook out her thick silky fur. ....and as long as she stays away from Lucian... Thistle thought to herself as she continued staring at Milah, she stopped in front of her, which so happened to position herself standing next to her Alpha. "I guess I could take her on.." She nodded in agreement to her leader.
Mentioned: Milah, Enrique and Lucian Addressed: Enrique and Milah (Indirectly) Tag: Julliet Derek Jay Notes: Oooo I could spot some jealousy coming from Thistle.
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Post by Julliet on Nov 4, 2016 0:04:26 GMT
Milah
The light grey she-wolf looked to that female, named Thistle, nodding to the alpha of that pack, seeing that, Milah's tail shake in a friendly tone, now more relaxed, she stretched her back, returning to her normal size. Wordlessly, Milah expect major indications.
Mentioned: X Addressed: Enrique (Derek), Thistle (Thistle) Notes: X
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Post by Chandlerrrr on Nov 7, 2016 15:23:18 GMT
Hikuna yawned and padded out into the clearing. Nodding to Enrique and Thistle, she grabbed some fresh-kill and sat in the shade. Mentioned: Enrique ( Derek ), Thistle ( Thistle ) Notes: Short and superrrr late sorryyyyy D:
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Post by Thistle on Nov 7, 2016 16:28:29 GMT
The silver damsel looked towards Milah, it was obvious in her eyes that she was not happy about this arrangement tjhah Enrique had decided, she cleared her throat and stepped closer to the stranger. "Right, seeing as you are now my prodigy of sorts... There are a few things that we need to get cleared up.." Thistle began as she shook out her thick silky silver fur, the sentinel glared at Milah for a moment before continuing. "You report to me.. Enrique and Castle, you do as I say when I say it... If you follow these simple rules then we won't have Amy problems what so ever....understood?" Thislte flicked her tail and sat down, lifting her left paw to her muzzle, she softly began rubbing the bridge of her nose with the back of her paw.
Mentioned: Enrique Castel Milah Addressed: Milah Tags: Julliet Derek @castel Nites : n/a
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Post by Derek on Nov 7, 2016 20:00:35 GMT
Enrique grinned as he heard his sentinel converse with the young newblood. The way she made her understood the rules and conditions clearly, left him with a smile of pride. Now thats more like it. he kept the grin planted on his face, as he lifted his haunches off the floor to give Thistle a satisfied nod. Now, back to that hunting trip... he sighed to himself, rolling his eyes in his mate's direction as she just laid there, like the entire world belonged to her. It made him give a clear snort. Happy wife, happy life. his eyes rolled again as another sigh escaped him. His paws automatically padded to meet with his soldier. "You ready to go?" his voice inquired, scanning his ocean blue watchers all over the dark, shadowy forest.
Mentioned: Castel (@castel), Thistle (Thistle), Milah (Julliet) Addressed: Lucian (Jay) Notes: X
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Post by Julliet on Nov 7, 2016 20:51:37 GMT
Milah
She nodded to the sentinel, Thistle, for the orders. Then, the alpha smile and go back with another wolf, a bit confused, she lowered her ears and speech to her teacher. "When we start?" She asked with a shy smile in her face, in her mind a million of images of her brother was inundating her thoughts, her smile got rid and the sadness fill her heart. "Kuma..." She whispered, Milah cleared her throat and shaked her head and looked back to Thistle.
Mentioned: Kuma (Milah's brother) Addressed: Thistle (Thistle), Enrique (Derek) Notes: Kuma will come later(?) If I can make another character lol
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Post by Jay on Nov 10, 2016 6:51:47 GMT
The cream coated soldier stood poised aside Thistle until he was dismissed from his position, as Thistle conversed with the rouge. Taking his place aside Enrique, Lucian offered a respectful nod toward the alpha female before fixating his silver-eyed gaze toward the silver fae. However, the soldier inhaled a large breath of air, noticing something was off. He flicked his tail in alarm, sweeping his gaze across the surrounding area, observing every inch of the treeline. There was another wolf within the territory, on who hasn't been confronted. Narrow his optics, Lucian glanced toward his black dominate, a look of uncertainty sparking within his silver glare. Seizing in another subtle breath, the tan brute began toward the origin of the odd scent, determined to locate it's cause.
He released a low snarl as the figure of the wolf appeared. Drawing to an abrupt halt, the unidentified wolf had sneezed. They must not be adjusted to the surrounding area. Figures. Lucian pushed himself forward, his ears dropping to a low angle as he lifted his neck atop his squared shoulders. "Halt there, stranger!" The tall brute barked, his tone was stern, straight and deep. The soldier would find their intentions out before he'd allow them near the cave. Slowing to a halt, Lucian awaited their answer.
Addressed: Alusia ( Chayse ) Mentioned: Enrique ( Derek ) Castel (@castel ) Thistle ( Thistle ) Notes: X
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Post by Chayse on Nov 10, 2016 9:17:02 GMT
Alusia
The female stood as she watched a figure come closer, the snarls from them made her shiver and flattern her ears, remembering her encounter with the creature in the shadows of the woods. Alusia somewhat flicked an ear at the woods of the wolf which made her jump "hi..im sorry to trespass at your den" she stuttered as she spoke.
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Post by Derek on Nov 10, 2016 20:11:15 GMT
His soldier's sudden voice made his heart skip a few pounds as he watched the gold male sprint of, snarling. He had to look twice to finally notice the dark figure in the shadows. His fur raised as he also took a quick sprint towards her, fur and muscles flexing in alert. He had a clearer sight of her now. It was a dark pelted she-wolf with golden yellow eyes. Her submissive voice made his structure relax as he still kept his neck stretched out, appearing tall.
"Greetings, I am Enrique, the dominant of our group," he said, glancing next to him at the golden male, "And this is Lucian, our trusted and faithful soldier." his blue eyes traveled back as he slightly stepped forward to observe the female better. "Who are you?" his voice was calm, but also clear and strict.
Mentioned: Lucian (Jay ) Addressed: Alusia (Chayse ) Notes: X
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Post by Chayse on Nov 10, 2016 21:21:17 GMT
Alusia
The female sneezed again and an annoyed looked appeared on her face, she had not been ill before and it was already driving her mad. Another wolf appeared from the cave, seeming to show more aggression at first but then relaxing. Alusia lowered her ears and head as he approached, addressing him self as the alpha "the names Alusia.." she replied to the male.
Addressed: Enrique(Derek )
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Post by Thistle on Nov 10, 2016 23:05:07 GMT
The silver dappled Sentinel watched as Lucian headed over to another stranger wolf that seemed to find her way to The Cave, her brow rose when she watched them converse and a hint of jealousy filled her glistening amber eyes. Shaking her head, trying to get rid of her jealous feling she sighed and turned her attention back to her Prodigy she thought about her question about where they should start. "Hmm..." Thistle began as she shook out her silky fur before continuing. "We could start by having you get to know the current members of this pack..."
Mentioned: Pack Members, Alusia, Lucian, Milah Addressed: Milah Tags: Julliet Jay Derek Chayse Flower @jinx @castel Alen
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Post by Jay on Nov 11, 2016 7:01:39 GMT
Her paw movements were leisure, almost as if she were to be dragging them. Her ebony pads were swollen from her recent travels as a nomad. It hadn't been long since she fled from her native tribe and departed herself with her father's regulations in which she grew vexed from. Her neck was crained, arched in an unearthly manner as her pale-eyed gaze swept the path before her, her areas growing dull as darkness filled the enlightened spots. Where am I? Orison mused, finally lifting her neck, gazing about. For the past weeks, may be even months, the nomad had been wandering the landscapes aimlessly, her thoughts bugged after the prison-like experiences she had endured during her time as a youngster.
The area where she was, Orison could merely detect sounds emerging from the shadows. Her vision was almost dazed from the abrupt change in light settings. Flicking her tail in vivid aggravation, the val resumed onward, briefly swiveling her ears as a specific rustle within the near by trees had caught her notice. She glared up, her grey-eyed gaze peering at something she couldn't recognize. It's signal of presence wasn't much of a welcome, either. It had merely spooked Orison into quickening her pace, it's silhouette trailing not far behind. Her pale fur bristled as she attempted to rid it off her trail, dodging and undergoing obstacles larger than the creature. In an attempt to see it, the fae threw her snout over her shoulder, only noticing it's silhouette. Though, being locked in a sprint, she was distant from the idea of slowing down. Suddenly, she was thrown forward at an unreasonably quick speed as her chest and neck were quickly submerged within an ocean of water. Orison gasped before becoming completely submerged, flailing her paws in an attempt to surface, again. Finally gaining her strength, she reached the clear surface, only to notice the shadow pelted creature had vanished.
Grunting lowly, the dame lifted herself onto the bank, her breath was becoming strained as her paws ached. She needed to find shelter now. For the skies were darkening and she wasn't risking herself to that creature when she could barely see three feet ahead of her. Lifting her snout upward, she did catch the wavering scent of other wolves. Why hadn't she notice it sooner? Before thinking, she began forward, her fur heavy and damp, any invisible scarring now visible against her wettened fur. Though, to her knowledge, the shadow of a cave came into play, smaller silhouettes forming around it. Was she near the cave? Their scents were severely thick. Slowing to a halt, Orison lowered herself, peering forward with her light optics. From a distance, she could detect two males and another female. Flicking her tail once again, the nomad proceeded closer, awaiting for her damp scent to catch their eye and awaited for herself to become noticed.
Addressed: X Mentioned: Enrique ( Derek ) Lucian ( Jay ) Alusia ( Chayse ) Notes: Sorry for the longer post. I just love her character so much.
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Post by Julliet on Nov 11, 2016 20:59:36 GMT
Milah
Milah nodded to, now, her teacher. She look a bit confused to Thistle, she was acting strange, but that was not her problem. Anxious, Milah wait to Thistle present to her the other members of that pack.
Mentioned: X Addressed: The pack, Thistle Notes: Short post </3
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Post by Thistle on Nov 12, 2016 0:36:10 GMT
The dappled Sentinel watched as her new 'Student', if that even was what she was gave her a strange look, tilting her head slightly she raised her brow and stared back at her. Shaking her head she thought a moment, remembering that Milah had already met most of the pack, but she thought that there was no harm in taking her around again to make sure she was familiar with the names of everyone. Thistle shook out her fur and glanced at Lucian for a moment before gesturing with her head for Milah to follow her. "This way..." The silver wolf said as she padded towards the cave, her paw steps making little to no noise as she almost slithered along the stony floor.
"Now lets see... That female wolf over there with the injured leg is Catori, she was attacked by an unknown beast..." Thistle began as she turned her amber gaze towards the injured female, feeling slightly sorry for her, hoping that she was slight. "Catori, this is Milah, Our new recruit." She waited for a moment for Milah to get acquainted with her before moving on. She continued on her way, sauntering back towards the entrance of the cave where Medorah was. "This is Medorah, Enrique and Castel's second in command... Medorah, this is Milah, our new recruit..." Again she waited for a moment before moving on walking past Lucian, Enrique and the stranger again, heading over to Castel. "Ma'am..." Thistle said softly as she dipped her head to her alpha, she glanced at Milah urging her to do the same before raising her head again. "Castel, this is Milah, our Trainee Sentinel..." She said, her ears straightening out slightly as she gestured to the wolf beside her. "Milah, this is Castel, our Alpha Female... and Enrique's Mate..."
Mentioned: Lucian, Medorah, Enrique, Castel, Milah, Catori, Alusia Addressed: Castel, Milah, Medorah, Catori Tags: Jay Chandlerrrr Derek @castel Flower Julliet Chayse Notes: Thought I may as well post xD Bit crappy.
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Post by Jay on Nov 12, 2016 2:01:33 GMT
The monochrome toned fae was growing impatient as a silver dappled female alongside another female approached the two males and the dark pelted fae. Her tail swayed at a quick rhythm above the dark shadowed dirt. If no one was going to notice her, then she'll make herself become noticed. Orison lifted her slim physique. Her ribs nearly visible against her damp fur. Any visible muscles she owned now shrunken to nothing. Already, her approach was submissive. She lowered her ears and her snout, her gaze positioned upward toward the group of wolves. It had been a long while since she last had any form of interaction with another wolf, and she hadn't used her vocals since her department. Orison took in a heavy laced breath as her paws began to quiver. She wouldn't collapse, and she was aware of it.
The dame was now only meters away from the group, her silver-eyed glare positioned toward the two males, for it was instinct to address particularly the males of a newer group. "Greetings, my authorities-" She mentioned, her tone was low, very much raspy, however stern. Orison's optics examined every inch of every other wolf she crossed eyes with. She found it odd. There more females than there were males. Lowering an ear briefly, she resumed before they could question her presence. "I am titled Orison and I travel from the North, away from my native tribe where I endured my youthful years as a slave in my father's eye- and I wish to seek refuge within a secluded group.where I can safely call it home." She admitted, glaring at each of the two males, in high hopes that they could understand.
Addressed: Enrique ( Derek) Lucian ( Jay) Mentioned: All Notes: She is very polite...
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Post by Derek on Nov 12, 2016 21:56:46 GMT
The feminine voice of an unfamiliar she-wolf made the chief avert his gaze from the monochrome wolf. A sigh left his lungs as he quickly glanced back towards his soldier. "Handle Alusia, I'll take this one." he said, turning his coal body to face the she-wolf coming closer. He kept his shoulders relaxed, as he scanned over the female for any aggressive behavior. To his surprise, she approached rather submissive. "Greetings, my authorities-" he heard her start off, as he kept the expressionless look on his face. "Greetings." he started off before she spoke again. "I am titled Orison and I travel from the North, away from my native tribe where I endured my youthful years as a slave in my father's eye- and I wish to seek refuge within a secluded group. Where I can safely call it home." The chief's ears twitched as he cleared his throat out. "We would be delighted to have you with us if you wished, Orison." he said, giving a single nod of his head towards her pale structure. "We were just about to go looking for something to eat, if you would like to join us. Then we can discuss things along the way." he purposed. "Call me Enrique." he mentioned, grinning slightly.
Mentioned: Alusia (Chayse ) Addressed: Orison & Lucian (Jay ) Notes: Crappy... sorry to keep you waiting!
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Post by Jay on Nov 12, 2016 23:59:13 GMT
"Handle Alusia, I'll take this one."
The masculine nodded gradually, his optics surveying the new figure's form considerately. Though, his gaze loitering over towards the shadow pelted she-wolf once again. "What are your intentions for being on pack territory, she-wolf?" He inquired her, his tone was stern, but not unkind. His dull glare washed over her physique as Lucian flicked his tail anxiously. Though, as he awaited for Alusia's reply, a faint, but familiar fae's voice caught his notice. The soldier tore his stare off of the female and onto the chrome dappled she-wolf alongside their newest recruit. He offered the two an imposing grin as he waved his tail briefly as they passed. Lowering an ear slightly, the male fixated his focus onto the fae in front of him. The pale fae nodded toward the shadow coated male. He must be in charge she mused, examining his structure. "It would be a pleasure to join you, Enrique," Orison mentioned, her staccato-like tune softening, almost legato now. "I haven't eaten since I fled the North, which were a few weeks ago." She attempted to keep her thrill at bay. "What rank would you like me to pursue? I am amenable for taking your lowest rank you control?" The maiden offered, her ears swiveling lightly, lowering them after she ceased her words.
Addressed: Enrique Mentioned: X Notes: I know it's short. I kinda spent the last of my creativity on Lucian's post. xD But, you got two posts in one!
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Post by Derek on Nov 13, 2016 3:42:54 GMT
"It would be a pleasure to join you, Enrique. I haven't eaten since I fled the North, which were a few weeks ago." the male allowed himself to give a slight grin as she spoke, searching his ocean blue optics over her soft expression. "Well I guess this calls for that hunt. Neither of us have eaten in a while as well." he stated, allowing himself to shake out his coal fur. They were still somewhat damp from the river he had to escape in from that horrific figure that killed his previous group. "What rank would you like me to pursue? I am amenable for taking your lowest rank you control?" The brute slightly tilted his head towards the female, slowly shaking his head towards her. "No, you look like you could be a lot more than an omega. Possibly an adviser if I am being honest." he said, scanning his ocean's up and down the white female's body. "I'm sure you'll pass into that rank just fine."
Mentioned: X Addressed: Orison (Jay) Notes: X
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Post by Jay on Nov 13, 2016 4:13:06 GMT
"No, you look like you could be a lot more than an omega. Possibly an adviser if I am being honest. I'm sure you'll pass into that rank just fine."
Orison cocked her head briefly toward the male's kindly words. A statement like that wouldn't have the strength to hold back a toothy grin. She was already gracious to the coal coated brute titled Enrique, for no one other than her youngest brother and mother had given her the utmost kindness. "I am truly grateful to you, my dominate," she commented, lowering her skull and flattening her ears against her crown as she entered a bowing form. Orison was genuinely gracious to the alpha male and surprised her current physical state hadn't frightened him. "My alpha, my sincere apologizes, but hunting isn't my greatest aspects. When I was growing up, I was never taught their skills my tribal hunters owned. Food was always handed down to me- last," her tone lowered as she nearly spat out the final word. "Regardless, I'd still find interest in learning, sire." The fae's overawe toward the courteous male was loosening as she lifted her gaze, her tail lowering, stiffening as she awaited his reply, in hopes of that he wouldn't feel offended that a wolf of his higher ranks hadn't a clue how to hunt.
Addressed: Enrique (Derek) Mentioned: X Notes: I'm kinda proud of this post cx
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