Hey, sister, water's sweet, but blood is thicker~! [open]

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ A thin, beautiful, pale ginger, she-wolf lay one the ground. Dead, in front of her den. The pack howls, and all the howls melt, into one. The she-wolf's brother wakes up, from a bad dream. He has black fur, big, grey eyes, and seems to only be about a year old, while his sister is 3, and they're born at the same time. The young, black, wolf sighs, realizing it was only a dream. A war of the packs is happening, soon, and his mission is to stop it. Who will help him? Who will go against him? Whats your part, that you play?


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    Along a drying river bed walked the slim lethal body of a outcast wrongfully marked killer. In her jaws hung a small body whose dark birch colored fur was stained with a scarlet red, the long strong back legs ceased in their once joyous movements, and the long ears now laid flat against its head in the oddly narrow and dog like mouth that carried it. The murders soft, long furred pelt the color of a humans burning coals shimmered in the tender and peaceful mist. At her side soon came a wheat gold pelted wolf that walked with a proud stride despite his lack of muscles and how he looked like a walking pelt with nothing but bone underneath. He lightly pressed into her side with his scar covered nose the sign of yet another failed hunt. "I am sorry Blood... I-"
    Her voice came off soft as she cut him off with a tender lick to his ear. "'Its alright Mandrake..." She laid the rabbit before him in a slow and smooth fashion nosing it lightly clinching her jaws tight to keep from biting it. "I caught this a small ways back, I want you to take it... Me and Honey have both eaten yesterday where as you haven;t eaten in almost two weeks." Dark mossy green eyes looked into jasper brown pools. "Please take it, we both worry for your health."
    Though reluctant he nodded taking the hare. "Maybe Honey has had better luck than us...."


    Sharp hazel blue eyes glared through a mesh of thorns, leafs, and black berries, their target being a bush bird who had chosen a nest in a small thicket. Had she not been so small she would have never seen it, but what was luck for her would be doom for the bird. With a silent leap she crashed through her cover and right in the middle of the nest, her teeth closing on the birds wing while sharp two and a half year old nails forced it to the ground. It took her two tries to finally finish it off and three tries to wiggle her way out before she felt the sun on her dark mahogany pelt again. Honey yelped when she tried to set her paw down and felt pain run up her leg. Biting her tongue the young coyote wolf dog limped to a small pool of water setting the bird down on a rock and her paw in the icy water. Soon the cool relief came and swept the pain away allowing the tears in her eyes to clear. She stared down at her reflection thinking back to a time not long ago when a gentle hand caressed her face and complemented her on a job well done, all she saw now was a small mutt with almost gingery red colored eye lids over pale hazel blue eyes and a matching red, running down her bottom jaw and under side like strange blood. "Well Honey you really messed up now... " the reflection mimicked her as she lifted the paw and licked it obviously sprained from how it throbbed, refusing to let her put weight on it.

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ hello. Thank you, for joining. Could you possibly do a shorter post, next time? That was quite a lot, to read. [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ The small black wolf pads through the forest. Lifting his muzle up, and flicking his ears, he smells and hears, at least three wolves. Two of them are talking, and have a rabbit. One of them seems to have just caught a bird. The small wolf pads down to the edge of a lake, crouches, amd clicks his tongue. He tries to sound a bit like a bird. After a goose comes close enough he kills it, says sorry, and thanks Soultribe for the kill. He picks up the goose, by the neck, and pads towards the other wolves. Hoppefully theyll take this goose as sign, of peace, and join him.


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    ooc- sorry about that I tend to make a big entrance and then mellow out ^^ I feel it allows people and other wolves to get a feel for them XD


    Honey lifts her head as she soon sees her companions come into sight. Mandrake of course rushed to her worry in his eyes, and a fatherly stern tone in his voice. "What happened?"


    She grumbled laying the bird down turning her head. "Nothing it just got snagged in some vines and I sprained it..."


    "You should be more careful Honey a wolf of your size can get hurt rather easily. Kno-"


    "Know your limits... yes I remember." The brilliant eyes glare looking away.


    Moon shoos The tall overly worried male from Honey reassuring her with a smile. "Nice catch kid, but next time you should avoid picking fights with nature."

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ Of course~ You can just describe your wolf, as you post. All I need is how they look, but you could be doing what we're doing. Its open, for all. [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ The small, black, wolf pads over to the other wolves. "Hello," he says, dropping the goose, and dipping his head in respect. He closes his eyes, for a moment. "My name is Cold. Please accept this goose, as an offering of peace." He says, calmly, opening his big, grey eyes, and looking back up at them.


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    The ivory hued fae known as Kynthia stalked effortlessly through the dense undergrowth of the surrounding forest. Her bicolored eyes came upon the familiar sight of the river, and though she was exhausted and thirsty, she hesitated within the shadows. Her gaze traveled slowly along the river, stopping abruptly to rest upon an odd group of wolves, some distance away.

    OOC: Alright, thanks :) ) Daciana followed her sister's (Kynthia) scent trail. They had gotten separated while hunting, and scenting other wolf scents, was growing anxious. She picked up the pace, steadily gaining speed until the forest scenery around her was all but a blur. She was so focused on Kynthia's trail, however, that she didn't notice several others that grew stronger. By the time that she noticed them, Daciana found herself in a clearing with three different wolves, none of which were Kynthia. She slowed to a stop and studied them in silence, waiting for them to do something.

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ The black wolf looks at the new wolf, who just came over. "Hello," he speaks, softly. "I assume that you are looking for someone, yes? It seems that you have either lost their sent, or gone the wrong way. I can assure you that nothing shall happen, to you, and I can help find your sister." He says, with a soft, kind smile. The wolf waves his tail, a little.


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    Kynthia spots the smaller black brute speaking to a familiar looking figure... Aha! Daciana! At last, she has found her! Her hesitation forgotten, she carelessly charged from the shadows, her white fur instantly catching the light brilliantly as she dashed for the group of wolves.

    Daciana looked at the obsidian wolf, tilting her tan cranium to the side as she listened. Her sharp gaze quickly shifted from the brute, though, as she heard paw steps in their direction. Her gaze brightened considerably when she saw it was Kynthia who was charging towards them. Meeting her sister halfway, she spoke in her usual quiet tone. "Ky, where were you?" Realizing she kind of blew off the kind male, she looked back towards him and gave a small dip of her crown in gratitude for wanting to help her. "Thanks for the offer, but it appears I won't be needing it."

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ I shall see, about joining. [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ Cold chuckles, softly. "You to should stick together. Never take advantige of family." He advises, calmly. The fairly small wolf smiles, and dips his head.


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    OOC: Thanks!


    IC: The sweet snowy female smiled softly at the brute. "Thank you for offering your help to my sister. Are you all by yourself?" The fae inquired quietly. She knew it was none of her business, but she didnt think he looked like he belonged to the other wolves that were gathered there. Her discolored gaze rested on him in curious silence.

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ The small wolf shakes his head. "No, I have my old pack, and the ones that come from it. Also, indirect family, and the souls of my parents waiting for me, in Soultribe. I am actually on a mission to stop a war, and my sisters death." He speaks, calmly. The thinnder wolf smiles. "Would you like to help? I would be more then thankful, for some company." He offers, kindly, and polietly.


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    Kynthia grins mischievously. "Im always up for adventure," She growled excitedly. Her eyes shone brightly and she wagged her silky tail, tilting her head with narrowed eyes. "So tell me, where exactly are we going, and what are we stopping..?"

    Daciana listened quietly to the two talking, preferring to stay in the background. Her sister was always the one to talk, and she didn't see why this time was any different. She just remained standing in silence. her multicolored hide helped her not to stand out as much, either. Overall, most wouldn't even notice she was there. Her expression never changed, even though she didn't know how she felt about the whole "adventure" ordeal.

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    I may not have my eyes, but I have my heart. I know where to go, and I am guided by the stars~


    [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:OOC:~ [fancypost bgcolor= white; bordercolor= black; width: 200px; height: 200px; overflow: auto; opacity: .50; border-radius: 20px;]~:IC:~ Cold smiles, for a moment. Then he suddenly has a straight face and his eyes shine, as if you can see the story, in them. "two packs have become one. They must travel together, a common cause, a common destination. There could be a war, over who gets what. The larger pack getting at the territory and the smaller getting little, to none wont work, anymore. The smaller pack wants more territory, for its bigger wolves. They must travel to open moor, where there shall be a war. A war over territory, and food. Possibly a war between one of the greatest alphas, and his family. Only nutral kin has the optian to take sides. If we can bring sanity back we can do more, then stop the war." he speaks, as if telling a story.


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    OOC- I am so sorry guys I work with my sister and our hours run extremely late Please be patient with me?


    The three thin and off looking wolf mixes watched the others with great caution and curiosity. Moons glimmering eyes were hard as stone as she slowly made Mandrake and honey back away. "Your cause sounds noble Cold, but it has nothing to do with me and my friends... Keep your goose, you caught it not us."


    Honey's eyes were focused solely on Cold, She wanted to listen to Moon and do as they had done since they broke free, trust nothing and no one, but she was tired of it, granted her blood made her a abomination and the moment they knew they would want nothing to do with her, and she was much smaller than them so she would just get in the way, but... she still wanted to go with them. Mandrake nudged Honey to make her move. "We are truly sorry but it just isn't smart to put ourselves in danger for a wolf we just met.