ardent

History Is Repeating, But I Won't Give Up



Galahad

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07-23-2014, 05:28 PM




He was back in the ravine, meditating on what actions he would take now. Valhalla, or Valhalla as he knew it, was gone. Odette... Where was she now? Oracle? He was worried for his sisters, and for June as well. He enjoyed the company of the female, and couldn?t help but wonder what had happened to her since he saw her last. He would give a soft sigh, padding through the bottom of the ravine as his thoughts raced through his head. It was going to be a matter of finding them again... A task that had originally taken months to find Odette. Now he had to find both of them... And where they were... He didn?t have a single lead.

Gala would give a sigh. On the plus side he had been sharpening his skills, working as a fighter to get stronger. His path was to seek to protect others... But where he was going from this point on he hadn?t any clue. But coming back to this place, where Odette knew he had stayed, was the first clue. Perhaps he could find a trace of her scent here and track her down, with any luck at all. He would lift his ears, twitching them as he scented the air. Someone was indeed here... But it was the scent of a male, not one of his sisters, that caught his attention.



"Speech" Think



July


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07-28-2014, 02:48 PM
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July was traveling to find the family that he had left. His search for his cousins had been to no avail, and it was with a heavy heart that he would begin his journey to find either June or August again. His sister's scent seemed faint here, though he was certain it existed, however muted it might be. The earthy-toned brute would wander with purpose, his gait quick and full of intent.

The land would drop off sharply, and his pace slowed as he neared the edge of the ravine. Crossing it seemed a good idea as any. He cast his emerald gaze downward, scoping out a safe path to the bottom. It was not the safest of landscapes, but he found himself navigating to the bottom of the ravine with care, perched precariously on the pads of his paws for balance.

The scent of a stranger would assault his nose suddenly, and he tilted his head to the side, gaze searching for him in the distance. "Hello there, stranger!" July called out happily, taking the final leap to the safety of the ravine floor, finding the stranger's silhouette not far from him.