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Post by shunketsunoroden on Mar 28, 2007 6:58:47 GMT -5
((I haven't rped with Tokokuni in a while, so here she is. I'm not really sure if I have the season correct, but oh well I guess. I'd really like it if two wolves joined in on this, so feel free to bring in a character^^))
The dark sky sent a shroud of shadows over the land, the day vanishing as night clutched it’s brightness and pushed it aside. Dark, gray clouds slunk over the horizon, thunder echoing in the distance as lightning lit up the skies. Spring was on its way, and that could only mean one thing. Spring storms.
Tokokuni found herself caught out in the sudden cold, her paws crossed as she lay upon a large stone. She lay there, her ears perked up, her eyes calm yet somehow excited. The tall ice blue wolf showed n fear in the eyes of the storm; she only showed an unnatural interest. Her eye followed the golden blades of lightning as they ran their short race down to earth before disappearing in the clouds. Her ears did not move as the thunder boomed loud, and she looked quite at peace in her current position.
Storm-watching was a habit Tokokuni had been taking part in since she was very young. She remembered her days as a loner, just watching the beautiful spectacle. That was what it was to her, beautiful. It was a dazzling array of blazing lights and sounds, all painted upon a canvas of cold gray. She could sit here for hours and just watch, breath in the humid spring air and smile. As long as it didn’t rain, she wouldn’t mind sitting here forever, but perhaps that desire had come to soon.
A small droplet fell upon her nose, and as she looked up, she noticed many more droplets falling to the sky. So much for staying out here all night. Still, she hated to have to leave. The oppressive voices of nature continued to boom in the distance as she stood up, wondering what she should do. Surely no one was worrying about her, but then again, she didn’t wish to become wet. Was there some den nearby she could shelter in?
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Post by blackrage on Mar 30, 2007 7:21:50 GMT -5
Lightning shot across the sky, and their blades striking so close to the ground. So made it to the earth. Others didn't. Those dark clouds hug in the sky, and they threatened a storm. No, they had already confirmed such.
It didn't take long before the rain came down, splattering the earth and everything that stood on it. The sweet rain brought with it a chilling breeze that swept through the lands of Arnlan, not stopping just at the wall of ebony trees. Other wolves might be out in this weather besides him, but if it was so, he couldn't tell.
No much had been on Entei's mind as of late, and so, he accustomed himself to going out in the rain. As it seethed through his ebony pelt and down his flame covered limbs, it soothed him greatly. Bright, orange orbs peered out into the darkness that now shrouded the land, and took a curiosity in anything that held life.
As of now, his great form stood out in the middle of a small clearing, and he was looking up at the sky above, wondering things that no other wolf might wonder. Rain sparked his interest, and it reminded him of his mother. She always loved to be out in the rain, and so it ended up that she was the one to show him to not be afraid, for once in his life at an early age, he had feared the lightening and thunder that rain brought. But now it was not so.
He watched the bolts streak through the sky, and he felt their booming crashes of thunder as they fought a mid-air battle. Shards of lightening struck here and there, and all around it seemed. The elements that lived so high up in those clouds fought a hard battle and both sides raced to be the first to hit the ground, which could be seen as some sort of a goal.
A small movement to the left caught his eye. Another lifting it's head to the sky as he once had been. The smells that came to his nose were many, and it was all of Arnlan, nothing indifferent from the usual. The wolf's pelt was a melodious ice blue, and many different marking adorned the female's pelt. Blue gloves covered the legs, and another item of some sort hung about her neck.
He placed a name with the appearance. Tokokuni. The male remembered her from back when he first saw her within the pack, and so far as he could tell, not much about that fae had changed. He trotted over, and made sure he was within her range of vision, or other senses. Flame-strewn tail licked the air as it passed, the bright marking almost seeming to come alive as he moved. His eyes flashed a note of calm as they were, but yet his form flashed a waring of prowess and commanded respect.
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Post by shunketsunoroden on Mar 30, 2007 17:44:49 GMT -5
((Oh hey Blackrage^^))
Tokokuni titled her head to the side, her ears pciking up a new sound. The sound of pawsteps, surely that was what is was. Her eyes moved to the ground nearby, catching another wolf in the storm. So she wasn't alone in this dance of lights.
For an instant, she wondered if she should greet this new wolf. She didn't really recognize him, she was sure she'd seen him around before, however she could not tag a name to appearance. Or perhaps she had simply forgotten, with her mind there was no telling. She seemed to forget many things. Her family, her puppyhoood; they were both lost to her, and fidning those broken peices was like searching for a needle in a haystack. It was hopeless, so she had learned to move on.
Still, she couldn't help but wonder. Who had she been before her time as a loner; before Arnlan? She hadn't been wandering all her life, surely she'd been truly happy for some time. This place had lifted much of her lonely grief, but the scars of the past remained. She still couldn't stop herself from wishing she knew more. However, for all she knew those memories could be truly painful. Perhaps remembering was worse than forgetting.
Rather than press her midn with this cold thoughts, she locked her eyes to this stranger. The sounds of the storm still boomed around her, and for an instant she wondered if she would even be heard if she dared speak. However, she thought it might be rude to keep silent. She would hate to look rude to another.
"Good day," she spoke louder than usual, stressing to be heard, "What brings you out on this boisterous hour?"
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Post by Squeeji on Apr 3, 2007 11:42:13 GMT -5
((Mind if I join?))
It wasn't in Levy's nature to sleep in dens, and storms soothed him in some way, but the roar of thunder didn't make for good sleeping, so he took to strolling, upon Arnlan's vast territory. It had been a few days since he had been welcomed into his new pack. And he had yet to see all of it, even though the Alphess had given him a tour, something he had not expected, but was very kindly of her. But now he wondered if there were others around that he could meet with, though he surely doubted that any of them would be out in a mess like this.
Now throughly soggy but grinning, the terribly short male kept his eyes open and his ears clear, tuning out the sound of the storm, he made out the sound of two wolves...maybe he was wrong, it wouldn't be the first time that he was, maybe there would be wolves out storm chasing. His tail wagged ever so slightly, Levy's curiosity was piqued now.
The only thing that gave him a moments hesitation was that he was afraid that they wouldn't like him. He was always worried about little things like that. Silly things. He could be brave if he wanted, but it always seemed his greatest enemy was himself...mustering up some confidence the tiny wolf barked out:
"Hullo?"
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