Posts by ? Beowolf

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⋆⋆⋆ Night was a rather peaceful time, one that Beowolf could appreciate as the inky black male blended in with the night. His copper eyes stood out in a sea of black, his eyes also trailing the stars above as he mindlessly wandered... snapping himself back to reality every once in a while. After all, it was mindlessly wandering that had caused him to suffer, by the hands of the humans no doubt and- no, no no no no no he wasn't about to start thinking about that now. Not at night when things were peaceful and things could go bump in the night. His heart rate having accelerated a little bit the Guardian had to stop and take a breather, his eyes no longer on the skies but on the bleak and dark ground as he closed his eyes, taking deep breaths with a parted mouth. He just needed to calm down was all, and when his body started to relax and his heartbeat slow did he turn and look back up, now noticing the dimly lit outline of Kanzaswinter in the distance.

Ah, there was a distraction, one that was better than simply breathing, perhaps. With one last deep breath the wolf trotted over, clearing his throat when he was within ear distance to alert the horse of his presence before pulling up beside him, dully sitting on the ground with a soft 'thump' before turning his gaze over to the horse beside him, head tilted to the side. ""Hey, Kanzas.", the male began. "...I take it ya like this time o' the day too, aye?"[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Ah, that glow in the distance had been pretty bright, but by the time Beowolf had actually started to trot in its direction it had started to dim. This only, in turn, caused the male to be even more curious as he set out in its general direction in a brisk trot instead of an idle walk now. Nonetheless, he felt his breath hitch in his throat the closer he got, that bright light bringing him back to... unpleasant places, loud, booming, fearful places and-

-and he turned over the hill to see his clan mates and adopted daughter, and it took him a moment to blink his bright copper eyes a few times to realize that the glow was not from an exploding bomb, but most likely from one of them. Feeling himself relax a bit, the had been tense male started towards them, getting closer with a small smile upon his maw despite his still accelerated heartbeat. None of them would know about that anyways, although he was faintly shaking.

"Aye there, scamp." he greeted Noodle warmly, eyeing her with affection in his eyes before giving off a slight chuckle, glad to see she was at least enjoying Riot's company. He turned to the others next, giving them a curt nod of his head and tried to stop himself from shaking ever so slightly. "Anyone care ta tell me who or what was glowin'? Or will I be left in mystery?" he asked, grin only growing wider as he let the subject come out and alive- after all, he had missed the bright flare in person, how was he to know otherwise?[/justify]

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ooc. noodle my sweet child I love u
also omg super speed she's so faST NOW

⋆⋆⋆ He was simply browsing around camp, trying to get a few things done when a blur of colour happened right past him. It wasn't even the image that had done it for him, but the extreme wind that was blown in his direction and ruffling his fur, causing his golden necklace to clang against his chest and his brows to furrow, his copper eyes wide with confusion. The male looked left, looked right, and behind him- but he saw nothing that could have arrived just moments ago.

Until it happened again, and this time Beowolf jumped back in surprise, his fur fluffing up. And it happened again- and once more- and the male felt his shoulders tense. Oh God, that was Super Speed, wasn't it? He hadn't really... seen it like this before, the the Guardian felt his brows crease more so. OK, he had ruled out Super Speed- but now the question was; who was it that ran by? Jeez, that was a tougher question than he thought, but with the help of a few confused NPCs he ruled it out, and started in the direction of the little bundle of fur that was his adoptive daughter- this was only further made fact when he heard her shout with delight to the world, and Beowolf couldn't help but have a small smile grace his lips. Oh, what a reckless child- and he still loved her for that.

"Hey scamp! Where ya at?" he called out, padding around, and trying to locate the fast moving blur of cream fur. [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ trackalackinnnnnn ;v; [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Ah- he had just missed the man of the hour himself as he ran away, and when Beowolf approached he couldn't help but feel a small pit of disappointment at that. It would have been nice to have met a Hawkclanner, he mused, but regardless the ebony Guardian peered into the wagon- and at once his copper eyes lit up in surprise and excitement. A smile breached his lips, and he looked over at the others, tail wagging behind him. "These are so awesome!" he began, "Oh man I've never seen some o' these things before... we should thank 'em later, aye?" he mused aloud, shuffling around the wagon before pulling back- grasping a sticker in his maw, along with a lovely scarf, and one of those jewel things. Not all were for him of course- he was mainly pulling them out to inspect them more, but Beowolf's intentions were more as gift ideas for his friends if anything.

"Do you think Winterpaw would be the sort who'd wear an eye patch for the fun of it?" he mused aloud with a wry smile, thinking if that was something he could search for for his friend as well as the inky black wolf laid out the three things he had found. A scarf for him, small jewelry for Alaska, and a sticker for Noodle's helmet- yes, perfect. The others things were really neat too, but the male just had no use for any jars of souls or the like, really.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ The rain was something, and it was something that Beowolf loved- it always just felt so relaxing to have the water run down his pelt, and that was just what the Guardian was experiencing out in the downpour right now. His fur stuck to his skin, his golden necklace with the deeply coloured stone swining side to side as it bounced against his chest, a lopsided grin upon his maw, the feeling of mud between his toes as he padded over earth and stone... it was truly something that the wolf lived for.

At some point in time he had passed by Echelon's little hiding place, and having stopped in his walk, the male turned to look about and spied the youngster. Now, if it had been hard for the kid to hear the bird feebly calling out in the rain... than it was near impossible for Beowolf due to his impaired hearing. Nonetheless, had he heard it, the male would have felt rather intrigued himself. As of now however, the young male was more interested in the kit in the cave- as he wondered who he was, and what he was doing there. Obviously a clan mate- but one that the wolf had yet to meet. "Aye, you there!" he called out, trotting to the caves direction with his lopsided grin still apparent on his face. "I take it ya got trapped in the rain, aye?" he asked when he stopped by the mouth of the cave now, still outside as to feel the rain drip into his already bone soaked fur. [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ So, that wasn't as many questions he thought he'd have received so far- but Beowolf understood that coming up with some could be a bit troublesome or difficult for others. Nonetheless, when Alaska approached he offered her a small, loving smile- one that both showed her he still cared and his worry. After all, the inky black Guardian didn't have the faintest clue how to deal with Demons, let alone who was in control at what time. His best bet was to just be supportive until he cracked himself.

"I don't have any, not that I'll willing ever call my mom and dad my parents anyways." he responded with a small shrug of his shoulders, blinking his bright copper eyes as he looked back over to Alaska, briefly letting his eyes wander over the others. "I don't even know my father," he said with a small, boisterous laugh, as if it were all a joke to him. "and I don't even remember my mother- shows how much she cared, aye?" another wry smile as he spoke of the subject, feeling perhaps a small twang in his heart at that. He couldn't blame Alaska however- she hadn't know. Had anybody?

At one point he turned over to press his nose into Noodle's forehead, his smile growing more natural as he did so. Had he been born a feline this life, you bet your ass he'd have been purring by now. With some friendly affection he shot Riot a glance too, and rolled his eyes. "Aye Riot- I'd like ta think I don't keep secrets from my love, eh?" he said with a chuckle, tail wagging behind him.

"Anythin' else ya want ta ask? Multiple questions are received with love." he added afterwards with a small smirk, a raise of his brow. Let's see what else his clan mates could throw his way, eh?[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ "Well, it's just a little rain, you could still walk if ya don't mind it all that much!" the ebony wolf chimed, doing a small lap out in the downpour as if to prove his point, blinking the cool droplets of water from his eyes when he approached the entrance to the cavern once more, looking over to Shiftingalliances with a curt nod, his smile still apparent. Truth be told, if Echelon didn't mind the rain, he'd have been out here already- but there was no harm in trying to get someone else out and about in his muddy, wet paradise, now was there? [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ OK, so it was called the Charleston, and he was supposed to bend down and then lean forward just a tad. OK, that seemed easy enough, no problem, right? Well, considering the fact he was a wolf and not a person, and that his legs were very long and lanky, it proved to be a bit more difficult task than Beowolf had previously thought. He bent down easily enough, but whenever he leaned forward he stumbled just a tad, aving to throw his legs in front of him again to prevent himself from face planting into the earth below him and possibly reopening to wound on his cheek.

After a few stumbling and fumbling attempts however, the young male seemed to have gotten the hang of it, staying in the position that Stolenpaw was showing him now- albeit his legs were shaking somewhat, he was doing it, his eager expression never leaving his face. "A'ight, what's next?" he asked, not even really caring if he looked like a fool before the others- this was quite fun, after all, and briefly he thought of showing off these dance moves the next time he saw Alaska if they were to go on another date.[/justify]

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ooc. she'll give Beau a heart attack one day I s2g

⋆⋆⋆ He still never understood why she called him Russel- but Beowolf had come to accept her nickname for him as another actual name, and responded as such whenever he heard her call it out. Ears perking, he looked over in the direction the first screech had come from, but already he was too slow when the bundle of fur herself was at his paws and Beowolf nearly jumped back out of fright. "That was fast," he idly mused, quite impressed with just... how fast Super Speed was, most likely. "Try not ta burn yerself out, aye, scamp?" he asked her in a teasing manner- but at the same time was quite serious. After all, he didn't know what it was like to run super fast- who knew what it did to the body?

When Storykit arrived the male also cast her a small glance and a curt nod, smiling in her direction too. Beau didn't think he had met her, either as it was. "Aye kiddo, yep- it looks like Noodle's got herself a new power." he said gently, leaving it up to Noodle if she were to demonstrate again or not. [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Oh, so it had been Noodle this time around too, eh? How interesting- it looked like she was getting a few new tricks up her sleeve, and although the paternal side of him wanted to feel worry, the male was still young himself, and excitement was coursing through him too. "Aye, is that so?" he said, bemused, looking over to the bundle of fur with a raised brow, interested in the fact that it was her who glowed so brightly.

"Here that, scamp? You're a glowing star now!" he added with a soft chuckle, padding forward a few more paces so he could ruffle her fur with one paw.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Alright, so this week his goal was to hold a border patrol... and hold a conversation while going at it. That was a bit dull, was how Beau had thought and looked at it- so the ebony male decided to spice things up just a tad while still remaining with his task. His answer to a border patrol while holding conversations was to take the border along the water, along the hills, and to make it a bit more... fun per say.

"Border Patrol- we're doin' thin's the fun way today with a water and hillside route! Conversations included!" he advertised with a chuckle, eyes darting back and forth for whoever would be interested in joining him with his little journey and patrol.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ A border patrol conversation thing? Huh, OK, that was something- he wasn't all too sure how to make that... appealing, but already the ebony creature had thoughts swirling in his head for how to get things moving. Curtly nodding his head, the male turned tail to go and get the thread ready.

ooc. http://warriorcatsrpg.com/index.php?topic=2023253.new#new !![/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Oh, he hadn't actually expected Echelon to step outside as it had been- so when the younger male half exited the cavern and loudly proclaimed just how cold it was with a loud sound, Beowolf both jumped back in surprise and from being startled, and had to try his hardest to not actually laugh. Some animals just couldn't stand the cold rain as it was, and a part of him felt bad as it were. "If I had powers, I'd heat ya right back up. But it's not as bad as ya think, aye?" he said brows furrowed together, smile still on his face as he pressed into Noodle, and looked back up and over to his best friend, giving Winterpaw a nod back in return. [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Good good, he had a sizable amount of people- this would make things worthwhile. Not thinking the male moved towards Alaska out of habit, pressing his cheek into hers with closed eyes for but a moment before turning to everyone else, even down to his adoptive daughter and giving her a small nod of his head. This was a patrol- but it was more fun if anything, besides, she'd be surrounded by adults and himself, he found no reason to not let her have some fun. It wasn't like there were that many human traps left around, anyways.

"Nay, yer all welcome ta come along... just don't blame me if ya get a bit yet, aye?" he said with a wink, giving them a bit of a hint to what their 'extra fun' patrol would be like. He had already done the patrol, in all honesty- to set things up and actually make sure it was safe to do it, but they didn't need to know that part. Not yet.

"It's a good thin' the weathers nice out, too- it'll be perfect for this. So how are y'all doin' today regardless?" he started off with the chatter, expecting them to follow behind him when he turned around to start leading the way, beckoning his fellow Clanmates with a swish of his tail and perked ears. His task had been to make conversation with this too, after all- he may as well have started sooner rather than later.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ In his mind, it had been a while since the last meeting- even though in reality it probably hadn't been all to long ago at all. Regardless, they were usually pleasant things, and the male wasn't all that sure if there were too many things he was against. Of course, there were always things that seemed unnecessary, or too much of- but lately it had seemed that Lilystar was doing... better, per say. Not that she was doing a terrible job before hand, but things just seemed to be going by smoother was all.

Sitting down in the crowd the wolf had turned his bright copper eyes up to Lilystar, ears perked as he listened to her words. Already he felt his paws itch to get moving again, his tail idly wagging behind him. He wasn't fond of sitting in one area for far to long- not since his accident, it made him nervous... very nervous indeed, but regardless he'd sit for this, if not shuffle and move spots a few times while still listening and hanging on to his Leader's every word.

So this time around came the promotions- hearing two of his best friends called out and up to the rank of General- and Beowolf was pleased with that as well. An excited "Congrats!" leaving his mouth the moment he had heard those two names, gaze sweeping over thw crowd until he found both his friends, and nodding in their direction. Then came the Honourguards, whom he agreed with fully, and then the Guardians- hey, his daughter was one of them! He'd have to find Noodle later for that -and lastly, the promotions to Adviser. His own name was one he was expecting to hear, but nonetheless, his gaze turned back to Lilystar, and a small bashful smile had replaced his previous excited one. Despite having been promoted a few times now, making his way up the ranks, it was always so surprising to hear it called out again.

"Thank you, Lilystar!" he called out, bowing his head in respect for the femme that stood above them, and proceeding to contemplate the other information he had heard from the announcement. The demotions and warnings seemed fair, the Easter Egg hunt seeming like a fun activity, and... "Noted", he sent back telepathically about the raid. He wasn't all too sure how that would go- and if he did go, he'd probably get... more than a few new scars over still recent ones, but he had yet to actually participate in a raid. He was to see then, after all.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ He supposed he was supposed to post here too, now due to Liquid Time stuff, if that was what Sunny had meant in the meeting. Regardless, the wolf trotted up and in, staying a bit off to the side. OK, from his understanding, he was supposed to have a specialty now- and it was honestly something he hadn't really... thought about. He was good with culture, but in a way he supposed that fell under Jailbreaks with allies and enemies, and he was good with adrenaline inducing things ironically enough, considering he wasn't all too fond of his main source at the moment- which was explosives. Furrowing his brows, he tried thinking if there were any sort of skills he could specialize in that he brought over from his past life, thinking, thinking, thinking...

"...I'm good with Event Planning?" he questioned aloud, bringing up that particular subject. Although he hadn't indulged in it all that much in this life so far, he had put together plenty of them in the past. Perhaps that was something still needed? Regardless, he was sure he could think of something different if Lilystar asked him to do so.[/justify]

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ooc. the post is fine bbg- and oooh, the plot thickens :O

⋆⋆⋆ Despite his hearing impairment, it was hard not to notice the loud shriek of the love of his life, three words entering the air like daggers cutting through the wind. Thy were sharp and painful, and before he was really even aware he was doing it the male was running in her direction. His paws hit the earth, his jaws parted to let him breathe more air, and his eyes were bright and wild as he tried to fin the source, to try and find her.

It didn't take Beowolf all too long to locate Alaska, his heart thrumming madly in his chest like the little drummer boy marching off to war, his ears laid back against his skull, and his tail tucked between his legs. He knew she was possessed, he knew that fucker Cheshire was the one behind it all- but the question remained- who won this fight? Was it his darling, his love? Or a monster who taunted both him and her since the very beginning in a friendship that blossomed to love? Hesitantly his black paws moved towards Alaska. He was gnawing the inside of his cheek, biting down so hard he was bleeding from the inside of his mouth without even realizing it, the dull metallic taste at the back of his mind for the moment. His paw went up to his golden necklace- his wedding band, and with furrowed brows the hearing impaired male spoke.

"...Love? Alaska?" his voice was silent, he spat out the small amount of blood to the side to prevent it from dribbling down his chin. His bright copper eyes blazing with worry- he needed to know if she was OK. He needed to know. Casting a glare to Risingprophecy when he approached as well, the male shook his head- no, no this wasn't the time to get angry at other clan mates. He was protective of her, yes, but he wasn't stupid. Regardless, he took one more step towards Alaska, unsure whether it was her... or him.[/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ In Polaris's defense, Beowolf saw what the Vice-Leader saw. Perhaps the young ones didn't, or the more recent joiners- but that hadn't been there. They hadn't heard the screams, felt the tremors in the earth, watched as their home had been violently taken away from them... they hadn't experienced the bombs. But it wasn't like the newly made Adviser could blame them otherwise- for despite the fact that the human toys sent an odd sort of shiver down his spine that made him feel uneasy, he copper eyed wolf couldn't deny that they were in fact beautiful.

"How many o' those things do ya have, Polaris?" he asked quietly when he approached, boisterous attitude having died down some with the heart racing memories of a past that really was more recent than it was history. Regardless, the wolf sat down by the waters edge, turning his bright eyes to the water as it lapped at his paws and side, getting him a tad wet as he watched the marbles roll into the murky water. [/justify]

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⋆⋆⋆ Stolenpaw had very much deserved that promotion, along with Riot- though he too wondered how she was faring with being a General of Water Affairs. If anything, Beau didn't know what was going on inside her head of course... but truth be told, found it a bit ironic. Perhaps he should start calling her captain? Maybe that'd get on her nerves, but it was more a thing to do with less people around to... well, test the waters. Heh.

Regardless, the ebony creature slunk up beside Alaska, feeling overbearingly protective of her ( knowing full well she was able to protect herself ) but the Cheshire thing had scared him, frightened him beyond belief- and many a thing did that now a days, but not on the level that that had happened on. "Aye- congrats indeed Stolen. And ta you too, Capt'n Discordia." he mused aloud, lopsided grin upon his maw. Oops, looked like that little nickname had slipped out regardless, ah well. [/justify]

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