Posts by will graham.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]As for Will, everyday was a thoughtful day for him. He always turned his attention on his past, present, and future, and how one subtle thing in his life would somehow either change it or his point of view. He wasn't sure when it started, but he had nightmares each night, almost, and each had to do with antlers and the dead. If it didn't have antlers, then it definitely had the dead. Because of this, Will has always gone to pondering in his free time. What made him start this? Sure, his past occupation was working with deceased animals, but that couldn't be it. It didn't bother him that much, did it? Perhaps... perhaps something was wrong with him.

At that thought, the canine flinched. Will hated thinking such a thing, even though he was almost certain there was something that wasn't right with him. Nevermind that, he thought as he came across a lot, maybe most of the members of the tribe. With a deep intake of breath, Will padded up to them, briefly nodding in greeting. He sat down beside one of them, right up next to the water before them. They all seemed a bit more glum than usual, even Lily. It wasn't much of a concern for him, but a little voice in his head warned him about leaving the matter behind.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]"Is there... anything I could help with?" Will asked as he padded up, gazing at all three of them working on decorating the tribe's territory. He might not be in the best shape mentally or physically, but there were no rules against those unhealthy decorating. Standing in a nervous demeanor, Will glanced to the baskets full of materials.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Who was this? Will wasn't all too knew with the tribe, as he wasn't a recent joiner. But he wasn't an old member, that's for sure. Because of this, he figured, he had no idea who the person was that was standing in front of Lily, Sutton and him. They seemed to recognize him, though. Lily did, at least. Nonetheless, he was grateful for the gifts. "Thank you, the gifts are appreciated greatly." He said in a quiet tone, gazing down at the "green presents".

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]"My deepest condolences to you and the Compendium. We will certainly attend the funeral," Will said softly, gazing at the female before Subaru and him. He felt pity towards her, as he knew what if felt like to lose someone you loved. But checking to see if they were allies... he would probably have to speak with Sutton about it. But so far, there was nothing that would have effected the allies' relationship. "I believe we are still allies," he barked, seeing as there were gifts given and no raids.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]The canine had woken up to water surrounding him. Sure, not very high water, but there was still water in his room. That was something that was not considered normal. Panting, Will bolted up from his sleep and grabbed his glasses, pushing them onto his face messily before sprinting out. He instantly stopped, though, at the sight before him. Rain was pounding down, and floods were forming around the ruins. He felt his heart beat fast inside his chest as he glanced over, seeing some animals sprinting for their lives to higher ground somewhere.

Staring at the scene before him, Will heard a voice. Evacuate to high ground. It took him a moment to make out who it was, but it was Sutton's voice, he realized. The canine pressed his ears back so they pinned against his head as he got some NPCs to wake up and go to an elevated area. Will sprinted around, helping anyone who fell or was going a little too slow.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]The fluff ball had been too busy trying to figure out what type of beverage it was that he was drinking to notice Hardcandy at first. When he had taken the first few sips, he hadn't expected the taste that came with the drink. He also didn't expect himself to like it so much. Will furrowed his fictional eyebrows in concentration before he heard a female's voice beside him. Turning his focus to the outside world, Will looked in the direction of the voice. "Hello," he responded, seeing as it was Hardcandy. He didn't know the liger very well, but he had talked to her before. A brief smile flashed upon his face as he pondered over the question quickly. "I've been fine.. and yourself?"

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]I'm not sure if I made a post about this already, but I'm beginning to get more and more inactive. Very sorry about this! I'm trying my best to continue getting on, though.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Will padded up in a track post, curiously staring at the feline at the border.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Okay, so I'll try to be as active as I can tonight. Based on my luck in the past, no one will be on tonight hah I love my life. Now that I'm on here, I was wanting to get some plots going. I may or may not have said this before and didn't check, so if you already asked for a plot with Will and I haven't replied, I'm very sorry.

Anyone want to be rivals with Will? Friends? Close friends? He's open to anything other than killing. I'm saying this because I'm desperate for plots, so later on these all might be questionable.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]The spotted canine listened intently, briefly nodding in acknowledgement to what the feline, Majorleague, before him said. He had never even heard of the Milita whenever it's name was so, and he also never heard the words The Syndicate. Nonetheless, he was slightly upset whenever Majorleague told them that they were no longer allies. Will wasn't too positive if they would even make it back into their list, but hopefully him and the rest of the tribe could find a way. That is, if this new clan wasn't anything like the Exiles. He glanced at Lily, amusement sparking in his eyes before speaking. "We appreciate you notify us of this," he barked softly. "Our pharaoh will be told of this immediately."

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Will padded up among the other tribe-members and looked at the newcomer. He was slightly uneasy, but he managed a fleeting smile towards the female before glancing down at the gifts she had brought. "The tribe appreciates these greatly, thank you," he barked. Will's gaze floated over to Lily and the other two females of the tribe, both of whom he didn't know. Well, he had missed a bit.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Will had been on his way to return some herbs to their rightful place in his little work room when he came upon the scene of Lily crying and surrounded by others. Right as he saw this, he couldn't help but drop the herbs in his mouth and walk over, his gait rather tense. "Lily," he said, barely barking. He had overheard what was just recently said and he felt as if there was a boulder stuck in his heart, weighing his body down. Even though he was never really drawn towards children, their loud and obnoxious ways, he always felt a liking towards Lily. It wasn't a pedophilia like, not at all. Definitely not. More like... well, he couldn't exactly tell. But he wanted to look out for her. "I'm sure your mother is safe and content where she is," Will said quietly, watching the female even though she wasn't looking at him. "And even if you don't want it, I'm pretty sure she'd like it if you let go of what you miss and focus on the present. Silentkiss, your mother... I never met her, but if she raised someone like you, she must have been a fantastic person. And I'm positive she wants you to be happy - both when she was here and now that she's gone." Will took in a deep breath, surprised at himself for saying all that.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]He sort of just slunk up from the shadows, his shoulders sagging a little bit. It had been a rough night - one of those where he didn't get a wink of sleep. It was taking a slight toll on him, making him seem a little bit untidy and unstable. But he kept trying to live life as normal, and he wanted it to stay that way. "My name is Will Graham," he said, his voice a bit distant, but offering a brief smile to those around him.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Oh. I forgot about his biography. I really need to work on that. cx I'm sorry, that probably didn't give you too much information. But anyway, that sounds great! He would probably be a bit awkward about it at first. And sure, she could probably bring up reading one day and he could end up teaching her.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]"Welcome to the tribe.. Gypsymoon," Will replied, hesitating. His thoughts were a bit disheveled at the moment. This newcomer was bringing more confusion to what was already happening to Will, with her being a goddess and all. Will was having some problems, more than usual, and those he didn't want to think about. But if something is wrong with you, you can't really get it off your mind. "I'm Will Graham," he said rather quickly, giving a wide smile that vanished within moments. As an academic, he needed to get his act together.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Sure! How about he already knows about it but has never spoken up because he overheard her saying that she wanted to keep it a secret? That's what I had read from her joining thread and I just replied to it before reading this oops.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]@vermillon - Thank you! And that would be great.^^

Gypsymoon - As long as you have the time, that would be nice.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]Tracking!

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]The fluffy canine had been on his way to go into the forest in search of burdock root when he saw the female he had recently welcomed into the tribe. What was her name... Gypsymoon, he thought it was. He hoped. It wasn't too difficult to match names to faces, especially since there were different animals living here. Seeing the female cleaning a statue, Will thought that she was trying to help clean up around the tribe's territory. For that, he wanted to thank and join her. Will padded up, pushing his glasses further up on his muzzle. As he neared her and opened his mouth to speak, he realized just what type of statue she was cleaning. Venus. Her. He stumbled across his words, the things he knew close to escaping his mouth. "It's.. very kind of you to help clean the tribe's territory," he barked, briefly smiling and nodding towards the statue.

[align=center][fancypost borderwidth=0; width:350px;][justify][size=10px]"Yeah, its.. nice to meet you, too," Will nodded, smiling once more before moving to the outskirts of the little crowd, not feeling in the mood to be in front of everyone's eyes. Then again, he never was in the mood. Will looked to those who were speaking to the female, deciding that he liked to listen to his tribemates' voices.

//Mobile.