Post by Lu on Dec 18, 2006 6:54:15 GMT -5
Date: 12/17/2006
Members present: Zibah
Non-member present: Damage
Location: Woods of Ypres
Zibah strode from within jade bushes, her golden dipped limbs shifting gracefully through the territory. Visage held an expression of pure fatigue; she had been awake since last night, not being able to keep the sudden pack gathering from her mind yet. Allowing her crimson gaze to wander in the distance, she caught the alluring sight of some kind of tree, where red petals flourished magnificently. The temptress of godlike features settled next to the stump heavily, feeling rather relieved for finally finding a nice place to rest. Wings of steel blue, amber and alabaster plumes enfolded her feminine figure elegantly. Silently, she took in the pleasing perfume of flowers and enjoyed the landscape desolately.
Strolling along Dama would see a odd site, a bright tree, reddish in the color. He eyes although color blind somehow new this tree was red. He would plant himself feet from it. having caught a scent of another. He ears would twitch and mind would wander, mongrel never was one for to much socializing. Looming in the area seemed sort of odd, he didn't know how this other would react to a looming bastard, especally is his scent glands told him no lies, and this was a female, if it was and she was claimed, heaven help him. If his nose lied and this was a male, well fuck dama sideways for ijuried moron wasent one to fight.
Zibah's ears swiveled, catching a sticksnap. Nostrils filled with an unknown scent as she took it deeply. Quickly turning around to face the complete stranger, she'd sit upon hindquarters, her face contorting in a frown. It was a male. Crimson voids glanced upon him from toe to ear tip, carefully. Apparently, he was blind, she could see it by his eyes. Maybe she was tensing for no reason, since blind canids usually meant no harm at all, but it was never wise to be unaware. "Who is it?", she spat, her feminine voice uttering from larynx.
Damage would step forward slowly as he would wander closer to the female and the tree. He would allow himself to be off guard for now, he vest jingled as his fronts moved, his collor set off glitches of the sun. He would look stright ahead of him, un blinking as he would once again come to a hault. He would sit at the opposite side of the tree as the female. "Damage" He wasen't one for words, or much else. Not really vocal bloak, but he sure wasen't an eyesore for a wolf that is. Only good thing going for him really, in a way.
Zibah grinned slightly, seeing she was safe, for now. Even though she knew he wouldn't see it, head bowed in a nod as she gave him the formal salutations. It was merely a habit she had gained throughout the years. "I'm Zibah... Zi, for short.", she introduced herself, voice now acting as kind as possible. Her tail wagged back and forth behind her slender frame in a slow rhythm, then curled around her golden dipped forelimbs elegantly. Wings of multi-colored plumage enfolded her silhouette with such grace some would compare her to a true angel. "Nice to meet you, Damage."
Damage would bow his head in a polite greeting, he would if she didn't mind lay down. 2 years old, half blind and injuried badly, not his week. Dama would sigh has he would try to cover up the worst of his wounds, he didn't want to give the impression that he was a weak son of a bitch. His side gash hurt as he curled up, but oh well. "I like the name...Zib" He would act as if nothing was ever wrong, but any fool would be able to see past this. Damage would wonder why a female would be layin out alone, in the middle of no where, or atleast to him it was o where.
Zibah, seeing he had decided to settle, did the same, her body heavily resting upon the jade ground once more. She smiled in delight at his kind comment about her dubbance, and returned the compliment. "Thanks. I like yours too.". The godlike bitch's nares flared at the pleasing scent of blood, though this time, it didn't seem to please her at all. It emanated from the male's figure, and she gave him a rather worried look, trying to figure out where he was wounded at. Yes, it indeed was weird to care about a complete stranger, but naturally was a part of her personality. "Are you... okay?"
Damage looked at Zib, though only seeing a blurr, "Uh Not really, but I will be....maybe" Tail would flick a bit as he would lay there, eh oly thoug going through the bastards mind is that this was the end. Damage really didn't care anymore, not having anything anymore worth living for. Scar over his eye would show where part of his blindness came from, but not the other. He would sigh as he would rest before moving on, though a nice coversation might help to cheer him a bit "Never really am ok, anymore." Cringing at a sudden burst of pain he would drop his head to rest on the earth.
Zibah felt kind of bad for him, but thought it would be rude to ask what was going on. She sure didn't want to seem nosy, so it was pointless to ask anything. Still, she needed some subject to carry on with the conversation. "Hmm. So, what are you doing here all by yourself?", the seraphic temptress asked softly, wondering if that male was a loner or something like that. She also couldn't help but stare at his scar, noticing it was pretty obvious that was the reason of him being sightless.
Damage did a bit of a shoulder shrug, "Yeah all by my self, as of recently" He would sigh thinking on how Apa had been killed a month past, but he didnt let it get in the way of things, anymore. He would look at her though it was a strain on him, one his head being on the ground and two he was blind. He would go by her scent instead on how she was, well if she was attractive or the sorts.
Zibah quirked a brow, the scent of blood now seemed to infest the area around them, slightly mixed with the perfume of the petals. She finally decided to gather some courage and ask about his wound, which she still could not locate. He was probably trying to hide it, for a reason that by now was unknown by her. 'I don't mean to be nosy or anything, but are you really okay? I call tell you're hurt.', she questioned, her tail now remaining frozen behind her figure.
Damage would lift his head weakly, mainly from lack of rest. "Uhh, Yeah, no not really" He would smile a bit, just cause he didn't want her to be worried. He ears would twitch a bit, listenig. He was a bit paraoid, wandering into a packs territory was never a good idea. He would un curl exposing his wound, whch in reality was never a good idea. He would whine as pain shot through him like fire over dry land. Dama would just go limp in a sort of way, not wanting to cause more pain to himself. "Well this is where im staying for a while" He would laugh a bit knowing he wasent going anywhere for quiet a while.
Zibah snorted, knowing he was obviously not telling her the truth about being wounded. Well, duh, she was a wolf, in first place, and traces of blood scent would never pass unnoticed by her. Still, if he didn't want to talk about it, she wouldn't persist, even though the temptress did worry a little. If it was a serious injury, he could bleed to death, once loners didn't have companions to take care of them twenty-four hours a day like she did. And she knew that very well, because Zi had already been one of them. "Just take care. You can never know who's friend and who's foe.'
Damage licked at his wound a bit, though it was horrid pain. He could barely move to do it, he knew if something wasent done, then well, heh, damage wouldnt be around. He would glance at Zib "I wandered into a packs territory, didn't have a chance since i can hardly see, When you have no friends or a close companion all are foes." he would once again lay back exhuasted from only a few licks of the wound. He would close his eyes, not really caring at the moment what went on "So, how come your out here alone?" trying to keep up some conversation so Zib wouldt run off.
Zibah didn't plan to move anywhere, even if the conversation didn't catch her interest, anyway. She was still asleep and found that tree a good place to rest under, although she was aware of the consequences that staying outside all alone would lead to her. Pure trouble, she thought. But since when did she care? Still, he did catch her interest, and she gladly gave him the answer to his question, her eyes following as he licked his wound every now and then and uttered cries of pain. "I was just bored. My pack isn't around today, they have probably gone hunting by this time..."
{dama had to go after this post.}
Members present: Zibah
Non-member present: Damage
Location: Woods of Ypres
Zibah strode from within jade bushes, her golden dipped limbs shifting gracefully through the territory. Visage held an expression of pure fatigue; she had been awake since last night, not being able to keep the sudden pack gathering from her mind yet. Allowing her crimson gaze to wander in the distance, she caught the alluring sight of some kind of tree, where red petals flourished magnificently. The temptress of godlike features settled next to the stump heavily, feeling rather relieved for finally finding a nice place to rest. Wings of steel blue, amber and alabaster plumes enfolded her feminine figure elegantly. Silently, she took in the pleasing perfume of flowers and enjoyed the landscape desolately.
Strolling along Dama would see a odd site, a bright tree, reddish in the color. He eyes although color blind somehow new this tree was red. He would plant himself feet from it. having caught a scent of another. He ears would twitch and mind would wander, mongrel never was one for to much socializing. Looming in the area seemed sort of odd, he didn't know how this other would react to a looming bastard, especally is his scent glands told him no lies, and this was a female, if it was and she was claimed, heaven help him. If his nose lied and this was a male, well fuck dama sideways for ijuried moron wasent one to fight.
Zibah's ears swiveled, catching a sticksnap. Nostrils filled with an unknown scent as she took it deeply. Quickly turning around to face the complete stranger, she'd sit upon hindquarters, her face contorting in a frown. It was a male. Crimson voids glanced upon him from toe to ear tip, carefully. Apparently, he was blind, she could see it by his eyes. Maybe she was tensing for no reason, since blind canids usually meant no harm at all, but it was never wise to be unaware. "Who is it?", she spat, her feminine voice uttering from larynx.
Damage would step forward slowly as he would wander closer to the female and the tree. He would allow himself to be off guard for now, he vest jingled as his fronts moved, his collor set off glitches of the sun. He would look stright ahead of him, un blinking as he would once again come to a hault. He would sit at the opposite side of the tree as the female. "Damage" He wasen't one for words, or much else. Not really vocal bloak, but he sure wasen't an eyesore for a wolf that is. Only good thing going for him really, in a way.
Zibah grinned slightly, seeing she was safe, for now. Even though she knew he wouldn't see it, head bowed in a nod as she gave him the formal salutations. It was merely a habit she had gained throughout the years. "I'm Zibah... Zi, for short.", she introduced herself, voice now acting as kind as possible. Her tail wagged back and forth behind her slender frame in a slow rhythm, then curled around her golden dipped forelimbs elegantly. Wings of multi-colored plumage enfolded her silhouette with such grace some would compare her to a true angel. "Nice to meet you, Damage."
Damage would bow his head in a polite greeting, he would if she didn't mind lay down. 2 years old, half blind and injuried badly, not his week. Dama would sigh has he would try to cover up the worst of his wounds, he didn't want to give the impression that he was a weak son of a bitch. His side gash hurt as he curled up, but oh well. "I like the name...Zib" He would act as if nothing was ever wrong, but any fool would be able to see past this. Damage would wonder why a female would be layin out alone, in the middle of no where, or atleast to him it was o where.
Zibah, seeing he had decided to settle, did the same, her body heavily resting upon the jade ground once more. She smiled in delight at his kind comment about her dubbance, and returned the compliment. "Thanks. I like yours too.". The godlike bitch's nares flared at the pleasing scent of blood, though this time, it didn't seem to please her at all. It emanated from the male's figure, and she gave him a rather worried look, trying to figure out where he was wounded at. Yes, it indeed was weird to care about a complete stranger, but naturally was a part of her personality. "Are you... okay?"
Damage looked at Zib, though only seeing a blurr, "Uh Not really, but I will be....maybe" Tail would flick a bit as he would lay there, eh oly thoug going through the bastards mind is that this was the end. Damage really didn't care anymore, not having anything anymore worth living for. Scar over his eye would show where part of his blindness came from, but not the other. He would sigh as he would rest before moving on, though a nice coversation might help to cheer him a bit "Never really am ok, anymore." Cringing at a sudden burst of pain he would drop his head to rest on the earth.
Zibah felt kind of bad for him, but thought it would be rude to ask what was going on. She sure didn't want to seem nosy, so it was pointless to ask anything. Still, she needed some subject to carry on with the conversation. "Hmm. So, what are you doing here all by yourself?", the seraphic temptress asked softly, wondering if that male was a loner or something like that. She also couldn't help but stare at his scar, noticing it was pretty obvious that was the reason of him being sightless.
Damage did a bit of a shoulder shrug, "Yeah all by my self, as of recently" He would sigh thinking on how Apa had been killed a month past, but he didnt let it get in the way of things, anymore. He would look at her though it was a strain on him, one his head being on the ground and two he was blind. He would go by her scent instead on how she was, well if she was attractive or the sorts.
Zibah quirked a brow, the scent of blood now seemed to infest the area around them, slightly mixed with the perfume of the petals. She finally decided to gather some courage and ask about his wound, which she still could not locate. He was probably trying to hide it, for a reason that by now was unknown by her. 'I don't mean to be nosy or anything, but are you really okay? I call tell you're hurt.', she questioned, her tail now remaining frozen behind her figure.
Damage would lift his head weakly, mainly from lack of rest. "Uhh, Yeah, no not really" He would smile a bit, just cause he didn't want her to be worried. He ears would twitch a bit, listenig. He was a bit paraoid, wandering into a packs territory was never a good idea. He would un curl exposing his wound, whch in reality was never a good idea. He would whine as pain shot through him like fire over dry land. Dama would just go limp in a sort of way, not wanting to cause more pain to himself. "Well this is where im staying for a while" He would laugh a bit knowing he wasent going anywhere for quiet a while.
Zibah snorted, knowing he was obviously not telling her the truth about being wounded. Well, duh, she was a wolf, in first place, and traces of blood scent would never pass unnoticed by her. Still, if he didn't want to talk about it, she wouldn't persist, even though the temptress did worry a little. If it was a serious injury, he could bleed to death, once loners didn't have companions to take care of them twenty-four hours a day like she did. And she knew that very well, because Zi had already been one of them. "Just take care. You can never know who's friend and who's foe.'
Damage licked at his wound a bit, though it was horrid pain. He could barely move to do it, he knew if something wasent done, then well, heh, damage wouldnt be around. He would glance at Zib "I wandered into a packs territory, didn't have a chance since i can hardly see, When you have no friends or a close companion all are foes." he would once again lay back exhuasted from only a few licks of the wound. He would close his eyes, not really caring at the moment what went on "So, how come your out here alone?" trying to keep up some conversation so Zib wouldt run off.
Zibah didn't plan to move anywhere, even if the conversation didn't catch her interest, anyway. She was still asleep and found that tree a good place to rest under, although she was aware of the consequences that staying outside all alone would lead to her. Pure trouble, she thought. But since when did she care? Still, he did catch her interest, and she gladly gave him the answer to his question, her eyes following as he licked his wound every now and then and uttered cries of pain. "I was just bored. My pack isn't around today, they have probably gone hunting by this time..."
{dama had to go after this post.}