Navigation - Marble Wash

How wicked these, How wicked these hours Claws clicked along veined marble as the hazy light of a cloudy day obscured the shadows below.  It was a dim and dreary day.  Cool and not particularly pleasant.  Each day that Pyralis spent exploring the north she became more and more convinced that it was no place for the Abraxas to settle.  She'd be certain to inform Amon.  They'd do better somewhere a bit warmer and less tempestuous.  The wind picked up and Pyralis shook out her pelt as a bit of mist began to drift about on the wind but so far there was no sign of rain.  The clouds remained pale and strung about, smooth and opaque against a gray sky.  Lovely…  She really needed something to spice up this day.

Mercy was downright bored. She didn't know where Gethin was, and she hadn't been able to track down Vinny again. It had been far too long since she had been in a good fight and her fangs were itching for some bloodshed. Sure, maybe it was a bit petty but she was definitely walking around with a chip on her shoulder. No sex and no blood made Mercy a very grumpy wolf. Maybe she would have better luck elsewhere where the fucking heat wasn't making her feel like she was dying. Actually just cutting into the north did make her feel a bit better, her head rising as the cooler wind blew across her scarred body. A long sigh made it's way out of her maw as she moved along the odd looking rock, her purple eyes narrowed slightly as she gazed at the horizon. It didn't take too long for her to see another wolf, but the wind told her it was a female. Oh, great. First wolf she happens upon and she can forget about humping. There were other things to do with ladies of course, but they were usually less willing to jump on her lady bone. Shaking out her fur, she shrugged her shoulders and made her way over there anyways. Maybe a good old fashioned talk will be good for her. Not bothering to clear her throat, Mercy paused behind the splatter marked woman and quickly gave her a once over. She was pretty good looking, she had to admit. "You up here escaping the heat too?" she asked, skipping right over formal introductions. She didn't really care, and she never was a tactful type.

How wicked these, How wicked these hours This place wasn't amazing but it wasn't terrible either she supposed. Pyralis peered about the valley. Though the riverbed was dried up there was still enough vegetation and shelter within the valley to make it a draw for prey. She eyed a small herd of reindeer grazing not far off but she opted to ignore them. She'd gorged herself on the corpse of a seal not long ago and felt sated enough to continue her journey. Perhaps she was taking this task to seriously? Ha! Seriously? Goodness, there was something wrong with her that she was taking anything in this mortal world seriously but she supposed, if she were honest for once, she did feel a bit guilty about abandoning Amon and his young family but it was never in her spirit to linger in one place. Or at least it hadn't been. With her constant travels though she was beginning to feel that it might be nice to just settle in one spot for the fall and winter. Eyes narrowed at the sound of approaching paws and Pyralis looked up as another woman spoke. "You up here escaping the heat too?" Pyralis let her eyes travel down the pale woman's body, taking note of the scars and the musculature that screamed fighter. Oh? Now things were getting interesting. She grinned. "Nay, in fact I think I should like to get back to the heat but I have a task to explore this place and I find it much easier to do before the snows come. I take it you are from the southern lands?"

She felt a small thrill shoot down her spine as the other woman took her in, she hadn't realized just how horny she was. Then again when wasn't she horny? Nearly laughing at herself, she folded the lower half of her body down and plopped her rump on the rocks. Her head fell slightly wayward as she spoke, saying that she was doing something specific. It just looked like she was looking, that didn't seem like much fun at all. Besides she was oodles more fun to look at. A grin cracked her black lips apart, a small chuckle vibrating in her throat. She was on a roll today. She needed a badge that said 'sass master'. It had gotten her into more than one fight before, but that was the fun of it. Rolling her shoulders, she shrugged them mildly when she asked if she was from the more southern lands. "Here and there really," she said smoothly. Mercy hadn't really had a set home since Imperium had vanished, but she still seemed to frequent their old lands. But now that she couldn't find any of her usual lovers, she was on the hunt for more. Best not use that as a conversation starter though. Her elongated tail swished behind her, brushing dirt and rocks across the marble as she let out a soft hum. Her purple gaze tore off the other woman, scanning the valley below them with only mild interest. She wasn't really into exploring but it was better than being alone. "Are you in the mood for a partner to explore with?" She asked with another gentle laugh, looking back at the woman to toss a wink her way. She didn't really want to take on the herd of reindeer and hey, she was here, why the hell not? Maybe she would find something interesting on her way around this odd place.

How wicked these, How wicked these hours A tangle of scents teased at Pyralis' nose as she eyed the other woman. It had been awhile since she'd been in the presence of another and the unusual sweet tang of the woman's scent was difficult to place until it suddenly hit her, causing her head to tilt just slightly to the side. Was the other woman aroused? Surely not by Pyralis. Perhaps she was just keyed up and looking for relief when she'd happened upon the larger woman. The stranger replied that she was from here and there which roughly translated to nowhere. This woman had no home and Pyralis would nod slowly. "I see, you are from nowhere then. So am I, for the moment. But I do intend to return with my family to our true home, eventually. For now though I'm hoping to find a temporary place to settle. What of yourself? Do you seek a belonging or just flitter about untethered?" If she had to guess she'd say the woman was the rambling sort but it was terrible to assume. Her grin would widen at the mention of a traveling partner. "Why yes! I most certainly would be. It would break up the monotonous gray of this dreary day. I am Pyralis Abraxas, what is your calling?"

Well, she wasn't wrong about her being aroused. It was more so a constant state with Mercy, the scent almost constantly clinging to her pale fur. At this time when it had been this long without a good old fashioned dicking, it was even more apparent that she really needed to get some. The taller woman could be a good companion for the day, but she wasn't going to force anything to happen here. Besides, she was going on about some true home or something. Oh, so is that why she talked a bit odd? She was overly formal with her words while Mercy was a lot more... common. It did capture her attention though, true home. Imperium had been her true home, but it just reminded her that nothing lasted forever. Wolves left, constantly abandoning her to be by herself. But instead of walking around with a giant stick up her ass she just bit into complete strangers. Ah, what a fun way to heal. "Are you not from Ardent originally then?" Mercy asked casually, not really caring if she got a straight answer or not. She wasn't going to pry into someone's life, that was far too much effort anyways. "I had a home, at one point in time. But, it seems like others have a habit of pissing off and leaving me by my lonesome." She shrugged again, not really caring. Okay maybe a bit, but whatever. Licking her lips in a bitter like manner she let out a huff, rising to her paws and shaking out her coat. "So here I am, I guess. Just kind of go where I please, packs weren't really my think, not after the one I was in fell apart." Since Imperium she had had very little interest in joining ranks with someone else, no one was like Valentine had been. Mercy realized she was rambling, tossing a small apologetic smile towards the stranger. Nope, she wasn't bitter at all. When she offered to go exploring with her, but her fancy manner of speech made her snort a little bit. She wasn't used to hearing words put in that way, it made her feel like a bum on some dusty road or something. "Mercy Guerrero." The pale woman offered, looking once more at the valley below them. Well, if she wanted to lead the way she would follow her down. She wasn't used to doing this and felt like she would just fumble around uselessly.

How wicked these, How wicked these hours Pyralis shook her head at the woman's question. "Nay." There was nothing more to really say on the matter regarding her origin. To get into the tale would be quite long and Pyre was always a bit fussy about revealing her divinity to mortals. Sometimes she liked to lord it over them but other times she liked to play pretend and just see what would happen. The scarred woman stated she had a home at one point but it was not to be. She could understand that though the way the woman worded it was interesting. Abandonment issues perhaps? "Ahhh… well that is a shame. Don't worry though, I don't spook easy." She winked at the woman who introduced herself as Mercy Guerrero. Pyralis would again turn her gaze to the woman's scars and she chuckled. "Why do I have a feeling you were poorly named? You don't strike me as the merciful type. I don't suppose you'd know of a good place to uh… stir up some trouble? This land is far to silent for my tastes. It feels like its sleeping and I wish to waken it."

Quickly Mercy dismissed her simple answer, it was becoming more and more clear that she wasn't from these parts. Not that it mattered of course, she wasn't the first forigner that she had met on this hunk of rock. Not this one specifically, just the whole land of -- or forget about it. Great. Now she was getting to lazy to even finish her own thoughts. Inwardly rolling her eyes, letting out a smooth chuckle at Pyralis' words. Good, she wasn't one to scare easily either. In fact, she would welcome her to try. It would be rather nice to stretch out her muscles after this long of aimlessly wandering about. At her next words a large, almost crazy looking grin took over her features. Oh fuck yeah, now they were talking. Her tail bounced between her hocks a few times as she turned to peek at the jagged pink skin that made its way down her back. "Apparently my parents had a sick sense of humor. My brother's name is Revenge and he's a pacifist healer type," she said, turning back as her purple eyes landed on her white marked face. She wasn't the type to have much Mercy at all, with her old last name it made it sound even better. Too bad her family was a bunch of docile pussies. Taking a seat once again, rolling her shoulders as she stretched, Mercy let out a soft hum. The idea of stirring up trouble had her almost shaking, a more baritone type laugh rumbling deep in her belly. "Have you heard of the Battlefield yet? It's typically where others go to call a fight and wait for someone to take them on. But for me, I have a far... different tactic." A toothy grin split her maw open as her teeth shone in the dim light, purple eyes dancing with an eager fire. "I like to strike up trouble wherever I go. Why would I want to sit and wait in some field for someone who may or may not show up? There are enough stupid wolves here that are far too easy to goad into some fights."

How wicked these, How wicked these hours Pyralis shifted lazily, rolling her shoulders forward and back as her neck popped. How long had she been wandering? It seemed like forever but she had one more stop to make that day. She'd seen a great forest on the horizon to the east and she longed to take a look at it. Something about the forest seemed unusual and worth investigation. She chuckled to herself as Mercy mentioned her brother being a pacifist. Goodness, he was nothing like her brother! "Your parents sound like great fools to me." She was tempted to ask what became of them but that seemed an awfully personal question for a woman she'd just met. Her ears perked up at the mention of the Battlefield and she shook her head. "Judging from the name though I think it is a place I should definitely visit." Pyralis' grin grew wider. "A land just for fighting? Ahhh… Mercy. This is wonderful news, I may have to repay you for sharing it with me. I feel as if my bones are growing rigid with each passing day. I haven't had a good fight in awhile." Her head would tilt as Mercy said she used a different tactic. "A different tactic? Such as?" Pyralis was pleased to hear that Mercy was something of a trouble-maker herself. Mercy had a point she supposed. "Fair enough. I think I would like to wait for others to call and then jump them by surprise." She grinned. "But then you are right. I have met quite a few touchy wolves here in the north. Seems the cold weather makes them cranky and irritable. I think I should like to visit this Battlefield but first I want to investigate that forest to the east. Would you care to join me? Perhaps we can find some fools to antagonize on our way?"

Mercy snorted at the woman's statement, it was a little more than true. She had never met a more clear fool than her parents. She never regreted the day that she walked away from them, she had been a lot better off since leaving their side. Of course, her brother had seemed to follow suite with all the other assholes in her life and just up and left her. She was still going to tear out his throat if she ever found him, he better be fucking dead, or he was going to wish he was. The tip of her tail lashed out like an angered cat, but she said nothing more on the matter. If she got started on her stupid ass family, she would ramble on for quite awhile. stupid fuckers. She let out a chuckle as they spoke of the battlefield, it was quite the place to go. Sometimes she just wandered through it and watched all the chaos ensue. The idea of a fight was tempting though, her muscles tensing on her well toned body. "I've been a little lax myself, apparently. It's been a good while since I had a romp." Her purple eyes darkened with hunger, that wide-toothed smile still lingering on her muzzle. Ah yes, the good life. She could do that all day, her body itching to stretch and spread across another wolf. Licking at her lips she drew in a deep breath, almost smelling the scent of coppery stains all over her white coat. Eyeing Pyralis, she was tempted to offer a good battle now, but she went on to say that they could go explore a forest and see if they could run into anyone. Seems like she had been running into some cranky fuckers that needed a bit of slapping around. Mmm, that sounded tasty. Once again standing on her paws, her tail wagged a few times behind her as she pranced towards the dip of the marble towards the valley. While she had no idea where they were going, the whole prospect on going was excited enough. "I'll take you up on that, Miss Pyralis. May we tear up the world one sucker at a time." Mercy said with a laugh, her head tossing back to look at the taller woman. It was amazing to find a kinship in someone else who liked to stir shit up.

How wicked these, How wicked these hours Pyralis was glad to see Mercy take her words in stride. It occurred to her after the fact that insulting one's parents might not be the best way to carry on a conversation but it didn't make her words any less true. Mercy spoke about also being out of fighting shape. "Oh? You look to be in rather good shape to me." She practically purred the words to the other woman and wasn't quite sure what had gotten into her but it was nice to have a conversation with a woman who was more relaxed and confident in herself and her skills. "Well then, it seems to me that you and I should fight. We are both out of practice and lamenting our weary muscles so why continue to complain. I think you and I can… how should I say this… satisfy each other?" She wasn't sure if the other would take her up on the offer or if they should arrange another time to meet but she was definitely interested in a battle. She nodded at Mercy's next words. "Yes, milady Mercy of perpetual bloodshed. Let's entertain ourselves and warm up on a few hapless fools then you and I should dance battle dances of the most exquisite form."

She could nearly purr at the females words, eyes half closing as she mentioned her being in good shape. She could show her just how good shape she was in. But this wasn't the time, not just yet. She wanted to scope out some forest and the pale woman had no qualms in being dragged along. Besides, the two of them together could stir up quite the shit show. She perked up at the sound of a fight, her tongue snaking across her teeth at the thought. Oh yes she would rather enjoy that. Eagerly nodding her head she rose to her paws as she shook out her coat, ready to follow Pyralis. What she said next sent a thrill down her spine, a dark chuckle rumbling in her throat. Mercy was lucky she had run into this wicked woman, she had a feeling that they would have quite the fun time together. -exit Mercy-