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Arianna dragged herself from her den, looking better than she had in the first few days of being in the Nox. The first few days, she had been in a stupor, almost. Now, the female was nearly recovered. It made her glad inside... although parts of her still ached and pained. She did think of one thing, a thing she had tried to do in Westeros - something that flopped. A pack hunt, done with skill, compassion, and connectivity. All she had to do was ask her alpha, Terra.
It was why she was now standing, at the glimmering darkness of dusk, in front of the leader's den; the fallen stones that formed the gap Terra rested in seemed almost as intimidating as the alpha himself. A low whine sounded from her, holding in the sound that simple request for a chat. She also forced herself to fold her body down; a sign of submission - albeit the tiniest bit reluctant. Now that she was.. lucid, and the instinctual, exhausted part of her was under control, she did not especially enjoy being submissive. She wanted to be the one in charge; she wanted to be one of the few with authority. Regardless, she wasn't. To do that, she'd have to claw her way up the ranks first.
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ooc. I so forgot about this D: I'm so sorry! This will be retro to Arianna leaving Westeros.
Arianna was in the middle of a loop when she saw the dragons She nearly froze midair. What? Where did they come from? Completing the loop, she hung in silence in the air, wings beating as she hovered. It was difficult, and most dragons couldn't do it - somehow, though, she had a joint in her wings that let her rotate them a bit further back and gave her the capability to hover. It was something she was grateful for, at least at this moment.
"Greetings!" Arianna roared over the sound of swift wings beating, rich voice carrying easily to the other dragons. "What is your business over Westerosi skies?" She was a tad bit curious, she had to admit - it seemed a bit unusual for three dragons to travel together, unless they were family. Then it'd make all the sense in the world.
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And what I would love would be for you to make me a character, as I mentioned in the JM. Mostly free-for-all; make it as you want, but try to keep it SOMEWHAT realistic. sooo semi-realistic design style.
Thank you so very much!
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Gosh, I love these <3
But of course, there's a reason I'm also stalking your DA xD I wants one aha.
Side note: who are you on wolfhome? I'm on wolfhome >.>
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Arianna was there was well, head tilted in curiosity as she regarded the basket. She wasn't in dragon form, no, not anymore; not since these supposed children of hers appeaed. Not since she left Westeros. It wouldn't be right, being a dragon in the Nox. No, she was in her exhausted, time weary wolf body - unsmiling, but not hostile. Her tail was curled over her back, ears pricked as she staed; she may be the lowest of the low, but she was higher than any stranger - even if from an ally. Even if the only thing she wanted to do was curl up and sleep, or snatch taht basket and leave the ThunderClanner... and then sleep.
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Arianna was aso there, as silent a shadow as Celyn. "Arianna Stark," she offered in greeting, saying no more after that and taking a seat near the alpha. Amber eyes stared down at the pine martin; she understood completely what Celyn was going through - after all, she had to resist eating a few of the intelligent rabbits in Westeros. Because obviously, it's smart to be a rabbit in a land with dragons, felines and canines. Oh so intelligent. Of course, even in the Nox... this member was a worm. Not so much her opinion; rather, it was meant quite literally. They may reach a higher rank... but they'd always be below the canine members. A fact that didn't seem to bother the creature.
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Yes but me likes the nox
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Wolf OR cat
If cat, it doesn't have to be realistic at all.
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http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=1993675.0
vaMPPYYYYYY arianna wants to talk with terra c:
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...Tokyo Ghoul >.>
<.<
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threads with ari, anyone? :3
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Arianna was... not so comfortable. She'd never been comfortable about celebrations - mostly because in Westeros, they were celebrating for the Queen that did everything wrong. Skyrim. Arianna growled lightly at the thought of her, before shaking it off - no. This wasn't Westeros. Skyrim wasn't even Queen anymore. She abandoned Westeros... kinda like Ari did. She couldn't face herself with that guilt, though - no. Not yet. Just as she was not yet part of the Nox enough to feel comfortable participating.
Instead, she had her eyes drawn to the large form of Terra. Even looking at him brought pain to her heart; he so resembled her Zombie. That was, in part, why she had felt herself drawn to him; in fact, she was pretty certain it was just that they were similar as well. And inwardly, she cursed that reaction. True, Zombie had been the first one to ever accept her in Westeros. True, he was the first one to ever really care. True, he was the first one who understood her - mostly. She was the first one he showed his nice, affectionate side to. Playmate turned mate... turned nothing. He had just disappeared.
Yet again, pain whispered inside of her, but it was overshadowed by the death of Valda Stark. Though the aussie had only been a few months younger, she had been maybe a third of Arianna's size... and definitely becoming like a daughter to Ari. And then she died. Died. And oh, she so blamed herself. She should have noticed the wound, she should have checked up, and she shouldn't even be thinking of this right now.
Before she turned, fleeing again, she shoved down the memories with a physical gulp, taking in deep breaths. She had to calm down. Not remember. Remembering was bad. Instead, she regarded Terra again - and forced herself to notice all the differences.
For one, he was no dire wolf. Two, he had no red eyes. Three, he was no ass. Four, he was like her - not entirely sociable. Zombie, at least, could be quite sociable when he wanted to be. Five... nonverbal communication was much stronger than it had been in Zombie. Zombie was... civilized, in a way. When she slept out in holes dug in the snow, he slept piled on blankets in the castle. It was because of him she slept in the castle, later. Now, she was back in the open... with a true pack. That was what she had to focus on.
She slunk towards the alpha, ears flickering back slightly as she approached him. If deigned to notice her, her eyes would skip past to stare over his shoulder, with her posture asking what she wanted - if she could sit with him.
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ooc. oops! xD I figured you either didn't notice or something like that happened
Arianna lifted herself when she heard him emerge, being adknowledged. Her eyes skittered over his form to stare over his shoulder in the non-challenging way, though she frowned a bit. She noted the tiredness, and it concerned her a bit - it could be interpreted as weakness, and from what she had seen Terra was a good alpha. Of course, she could be the tiniest bit biased from the fact that he resembled the one that used to be her mate.
In fact, it was that thought that made her tremble ever-so-slightly as Terra leaned forward, and she angrily banished the thought from her mind. No! That was not allowed; that couldn't happen. She nodded slowly to Terra as an answer to his question, refraining from asking her own question, although that question danced lightly on her features at her ear twitch and that frown. [size=11px]"I came to request a pack hunt,"[/size] she murmured after. A slight smile crossed her maw, and her tail stirred behind her.[color=#aab2a1][size=11px] "I'd offer to lead it, but... I've never been in a pack hunt - my one attempt at arranging one failed, when half the members didn't understand my gestures."[/size] It was a bit difficult to have a pack hunt when nearly all the canines held that body as a secondary body, and therefore didn't really understand anything wolf related.
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Hiiii Dan
just so you know ari is going to avoid Zombie like he's an acutal zombie.
on a side note, I both ship zombianna AND terrianna
/shot
what's with me and black wolves hahah
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Arianna flicked her eyes to Lana, tail wagging briefly in a wordless greeting. Her lips peeled back in a smile, albeit a forced one. She wasn't much in the mood for smiling, not lately. Of course, she wasn't in the mood for talking either. It was why she communicated mostly by non-verbal gestures; of course, most of wolf communication was non-verbal... though some never realized that. It was simply a fact of her world.
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ooc. you should go post in the party thread 
Arianna's tail wagged. It was something so tiny, so simple, and yet - it was the first time she had done so, really, with such enthusiasm since joining. "Thank you," she voiced, though it was a bit... obvious considering her entire body just spoke the message of 'yay'. Her eyes crinkled in amusement as she noticed him resisting from yawning.[color=#aab2a1][size=11px] "Tired?"[/size] she asked, just a tiny bit cheekily - before she even thought it through. Then she cringed, hoping that it would not be found offensive; she didn't exactly want to ruin her chances of advancement due to an unthinking comment.
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OH good. Arianna gave a nearly inaudible sigh of relief at the hint of a smile. IT was good he didn't seem angry, although that could have been in reference to her excitement - which was still clear, because her tail hadn't stopped, though it calmed a bit. Her ears twitched at the reply. Just a little, huh? Again, a little worry creeped into her heart and mind, and so did the question as to WHY. She kept this locked in her mind, though. This didn't need to emerge. Instead, she tilted her head iun a contemplation of his other words, the question. An idea sparked, and mischievousness sparked in her gaze. "You could hunt with me right now?" she offered. It was an innocent question, mostly; she had no intentions of flirting and the such with him.
ooc. so the descriptions you use make me think Terra is a black wolf; is he? Just double checking, because I snooped at his profile and it said he was a red coywolf
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Arianna let her gaze roam over his body, still avoiding his eyes as instincts demanded. Stiffening... relunctancy? hesitancy? She couldn't see into his mind, so she had no idea if it was that, or something completely different. Besides, his words said otherwise - and when someone speaks, it's cemented, even if they wish it were not so. "Alright," she murmured, tone a lot more soft and mellowed than it had been a moment before, though her eyes still held the leftover excitement from her idea being approved.
ooc. *nudges to the party thread* terra needed before I can post again 
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Terramoon... the words rolled inside her head, and it caused her to frown. It just... didn't fit. Terra was Terra; not this joint-named thing, a tradition stolen from the cat clans. The only difference was the ending. There was no uniqueness there. In Terra, just Terra, there was.
Regardless, Arianna couldn't do anything about it. What was done was done - a mere member wouldn't have persuaded the alpha to change his mind anyhow. She bowed her head in acquiescence as the alpha took his leave, and then she took her own leave - she did not really know Arianpad; she had no respect for the winged young wolf.
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I, of course, still ship Zombie x Arianna.
A little part of me also ships Terra x Arianna, a ship that only intensified after reading the dawn for dragons trilogy by Daniel arenson. Arianna is Laira and Terra being Jeid.
Jeid being twice the age of Laira xD and without even knowing it, Arianna appeared in the Nod like Laira appeared to Jeid
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