Good 'Ol Sea Breeze! ( Shila, anyone)

[sarhea]

Shila eyed the male curiously as he said that he was not hurt, but acted hurt. She also noticed the small cut above his eye. She remained on the dock, an uneasy feeling about the whole situation. He was obviously wolf. She had not seen very many wolves in her time, only ever so often spotting them while out on the racing trail. But her breed was closly related to the old arctic wolves of Alaska. She cocked a curious brow at him as Rallie suddenly turned and faced the newcomer. She boldly stepped off the dock and approached the gray wolf. And after questioning him from where he'd come and that the barrel he was after contained only rotting fish bones, the pitiful creature seemed to give up, plopping himself to the ground, waiting for death.

Shila was utterly confused. Why was he acting so helpless? There was plenty of food around the Port in other places. Shila hopped down from the dock and trotted up next to Rallie. Before she could say a thing, a new scent drifted in on the breeze, a new creature was approaching. Out of nowhere, the female appeared from the shadows. With her came an air of mystery and the uneasy feeling of a hidden agenda. Shila's ears fell back, her unease clearly written in the slight scowl that formed on her maw. The female came in with a submissive expression, but the way she held herself dared anyone to try and mess with her. Shila did not trust her. She took a few steps back as the gray male demanded to know who exactly she was. Shila's blue eyes turned back to the new female.

"Yes, I too would like to know who you are. I am Shila, fairly new to this Port. I have met only once the female named Faline, and that was to be granted the right to live peacefully in this port. I have not seen her since, nor do I know where to find her. What business may you have with her?"

Shila did not know why she asked the question. She only felt that this dog, this very large mix breed, gave off an eerie vibe she'd never felt. Something was not exactly right. She was telling the truth about her knowlege of Faline. She had no reason to like or dislike the alpha of Rakine, but she was in fact, a member of this so called pack, and felt that she had some duty towards it.

[haste]

As the black wolf who smelt like fish bones and splintered wood sat up abrubtly she matched his gaze, closing her mouth a little tightly as her cheerfulness all but evaporated. Haste had hardly done anything to warrant any aggression and here he was looking her straight in the eye, an unnerving act of canine dominance; which would have been alright if he had a leg to stand on—if his fur wasn't clinging to his body by tufty threads, if he didn't have an obnoxious-looking overbite, if he weren't whining about dying a few moments earlier. Haste stood her ground for a few moments, simply staring. Noting his comment about the obvious prescence of dusk rather than dawn she smiled wrly.
"Clever boy."

Haste felt a little inward amusement at their amniosity, especially as 'Shila' stepped back apprehensively and wrinkled up her snout slightly. However, she knew that all three of them could probably over-power her, and she kept herself tensely alert. Haste turned to address the predominantly brown husky—however she broke her gaze with Donn in a slow, penetrating way, making crystal clear—in her mind at least—that she wasn't breaking eye contact with him out of submissiveness, but merely in the interest of courtesy.

"Oh, I'm just a mutt," Haste explained simply. "Haste, if it's any consolation to you. I've been wondering who this 'Faline' is because if she is top dog here, then she certainly isn't doing a very good job of enforcing it—you, for example," she briefly pointed a pointed a paw at Shila, perhaps to emphasise, "if you live here, then why haven't you attacked me? Strange behaviour for a husky, they're certainly more territorial than most." Haste had ignored Rallie and her silence, however she glanced over at the mute once or twice.

[Donn]

Donn said nothing. He had now been distracted by at least three dogs, none of whom he really wanted to meet, and had just been in the process of giving up on a three day search for something to eat. Donn was particularly willing to give up on himself, and insist that he would die. It was almost as if he wanted to give up on life, but despite his best efforts he remained persistently alive.

He decided instead to listen to what Haste had to say to the others. He didn't present himself as submissive though. For one, he looked enough a mess not to be much of a threat, but two, he always considered himself to be above other creatures. He stared, unwavering at Haste, as if he was trying to look through her. A habit of his, and sometimes he would recieve a blow from whoever it was who he had been staring at. Which reminded Donnatrix that he had a cut on his head. He could feel blood trickling down now, past his eyes onto his cheek. He tried to ignore it.

[rallie]

[[Well..I'll reply later today]]

[haste]

bump...

[rallie]

[[Om my god I'm so freakin' sorry guys. I really am. I forgot all about Kloteck until Kahvie posted a new page! It won't happen -ever- again, guys. I'm sorry.]]

Rallie tilted her head to the side as this new canine appeared. Two new canines in one day, a new record. There was that clumsy male one, that was bleeding, then there was this new female one, who appeared to know what she was doing. But, did she? Rallie didn't know, honestly didn't care. It wasn't her job to care.

Rallie watched these tow dogs carefully; she knew Shila wasn't going to hurt her, they were friends. But these two newer animals, they looked like they could hurt her. Two against two as well, and even number. Rallie didn't like this, and showed it, by moving away from the group of dogs. Her ears were back, her muscles tense. She did not want to fight. The last time she'd fought was with a dog called Smartie, and she'd been beaten there. Rallie wasn't much of a fighter, though she might look like it. She was actually somewhat scared, her tail drooping on the ground. What would Shila think? Rallie had always been a rather strong-hearted dog around her, how would she take this sudden drop in courage?

"Hello to you, too.", she said, softly,"I'm..Rallie. Pleased to meet both of you..."

[Donn]

((Anybody know of Haste's whereabouts? It's been over a month. ))

[haste]

[ sorry, i got tired of waiting. i may try and pick this up, i don't know. ]

[Donn]

((You got tired of waiting? It's your time to post!))

[Donn]

((Shanda, I suggest you post before I die of old age.))