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Post by /Brassa~^~ Kar/ on Feb 21, 2006 6:28:49 GMT 1
Meare streched out and let the coldness sweep around her. This is how she liked it cold and stormy. Any other weather and she would have left years ago. Most of her pack had left for warmer weather.She ruffled her fur out and looked up at the cold and always rising moon. Her cold eyes stared up with death and danger. Any one could challenge her She though her green eyes stared up and she almost howled as the spikes around her neck accidently sliced into her chin. She streched out her Gray and white legs again and then she shook the snow off her pelt.
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Post by Khan~‡~Rasha on Mar 31, 2006 8:28:02 GMT 1
A desolate howl thrummed over the land, skimming in from the borders, a quester, seeking admittance to a new land. A dainty she-varg timberwolf was patiently lingering behind the northwest border, gazing kindly upon the lands. Her paws kneaded the ground steadily with slight anxiety as she awaited, she was running from the brujo Kahn whom had slain her daughter and was her mate. She had reccently just given away her only remaning child, Tahmores Slash, away to two kerls, she had been unable to cope...
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Resting
Mar 31, 2006 17:23:16 GMT 1
Post by Brassakar on Mar 31, 2006 17:23:16 GMT 1
Meare got up growling as he smelt a lone wolf she began to weave from side to side. This was the first time she had not been with Harka her mate but she convinced herself not to look fearful and that with tor's help she would drive the wolf out , if it be male. she said , but even her knew that she was not for the life of a kerl and that she needed a pack , the others had droven her away , afraid of her past , but maybe this was a start , with another drappa in her lands maybe they could seek out a dragga Male to join and bring them to a new future.. It was merely a hope but it's power burned in her paws . A deep growl emerged from her throat as she drifted closer to the smell " Who enters my lands without larka's blessing?" She asked threatening attempting not to sound scared
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Apr 23, 2006 20:03:40 GMT 1
Post by Khan~‡~Rasha on Apr 23, 2006 20:03:40 GMT 1
The fae called. 'I do not enter, I await your blessing, Drappa of this land! I am a quester, I seek a place to earn my keep and a family to live with. Be my place found?' She called with hope, her tail went under her belly, showing a submission to make it all the more obvious she was not a threat to any on the land. She would go at the slightest hint of trouble, or displeasure from the Drappa and Dragga of these lands.
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Apr 24, 2006 21:50:17 GMT 1
Post by shadow on Apr 24, 2006 21:50:17 GMT 1
A lone she-varg crossed into the territory, as the cold wind blew it ruffled her fur. Now this feels nice she thought as she sniffed the ground for any scent marks. Slowly the varg padded into the territory, her ears where pricked for any sounds. As a lone howl came, she froze ans listened, the howl sounded as a greeting or permission to enter here. The she-varg sat and howled loudly to the sky, then she stopped and waited for a responds.
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Post by /Brassa~^~ Kar/ on May 11, 2006 0:29:17 GMT 1
Meare Growled " Very well you may enter tratto's blessing have you. " she called " But be warned i am a lone wolf on this terra with noone to keep me company my pack has either died or left I live to start a new and stronger one" she said but her call soon turned to a growl " who be the other one with you that now crosses my territory without permission you may have tratto's blessing but by will does this wolf violate law?" She growled running torwads the scent.
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Post by shadow on May 14, 2006 8:48:14 GMT 1
The she-varg listened to the call, at first it was to another wolf, then the call seemed to be toward her. She stood up and howled, "I am sorry to trespass on your territory, leader of this land. I did not know this territory was owned by a wolf, I was just searching for my pack and a place to stay." She finished her howl and a cold blast of air wiped through her white fur.
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Post by Crooky on Jul 1, 2006 19:46:00 GMT 1
"You may both enter , trattos blessing to you , but be warned any attack will be in vain for i fight with the strength of five wolves to protect my terra" The Drappa caled to tired tobe bothered wih it any longer " Trattos blassing have you" She repeated laying down her desolate howl ceasing in the night
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Post by shadow on Jul 5, 2006 19:55:22 GMT 1
With her ears perked up, she listened to the howl that gave her Trattos blessing and smiled. She bowed her head, though no other wolf was near and continued into the territory. Sniffing the ground, she hoped to find a sent that led to the owner of this lands where abouts. Though the icy wind was blowing, the she varg was use to this kind of weather and moved at a fast pace. As she drew nearer to the center of the territory, she picked up a scent and followed it. After minutes of following the scent she stopped, in the distance she saw a lump of gray and white fur. She raised her head and howled a greeting, "Hello, may you be the one that owns this land?"
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Post by Braaskar on Jul 15, 2006 7:49:54 GMT 1
" I am" She said dipping her head softly to the wolf " And who are you?" She asked in a deep tone as she rolled over in the snow quickly. Her Deep Green eyes staring into the nothingness. She glanced at the wolf seeing her in the eyes she knew she was no threat and meant nothing but kindness. So she sat there and began to paw at the ground seeking the prey that had been buried in the snow but the snow seemed to go on forever.
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Post by shadow on Jul 18, 2006 6:10:40 GMT 1
The she varg dipped her head in respect to the gray and white leader. "I am Snowdrift, but you can call me Drift" she barked. "And what may your name be?" Snowdrift asked as she raised her head to look at the wolf. Tilting her head slightly in confusion, she stared at the wolf as she dug into the snow. "...Hunting?" she asked slowly.
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Post by dwqdqw on Feb 7, 2007 14:26:49 GMT 1
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