Follow The Trail [Coran]
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
She padded along the trail in the wooded hillock, climbing and pausing now and then to be sure Coran wasn’t flagging. They were climbing to the top of the hillock, a spot not often visited. The hill wasn’t a smooth one. It had its rocks and crags and boulders, and the climb was tricky. She thought she might take Amorielle up the trail. The child had a navigator’s heart. However, at this time, she had a nasty cold, and was tucked away in bed, under Paladin’s careful watch.
Coran, the second-born, and her only other son aside from Ardyn. She grinned to herself, unseen from Coran’s view. Perhaps her and Red’s next litter would even out the numbers and bring more boys into the family. Ardyn and Coran held up well to being outnumbered by the girls, though, and were already showing the signs of being males of the family, protective of their sister and noble of heart… Though she wished that didn’t mean Ardyn getting in a brawl with a beehive.
She paused as they reached a level spot in the trail, wide enough to stretch out and smiled at Coran. “How are you doing? Need a rest?”
Coran was determined to support his brother, protect his siblings. The hill climbing would help his endurance. After a time, she had a feeling he’d be able to run this trail all the way to the top and barely be tired.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
Coran could feel the tension in his muscles that told a story of the exercise he was getting. It wasn’t the painful sort from overwork but the type that assured him that he would find himself growing stronger so long as this wasn’t a one-time-only thing. He had tried to keep his eyes fully higher up ahead of him and watching mom but he had quickly learned that needed to pay attention to the next few strides as well if Coran didn’t want a paw in some crack or to put all his weight on a boulder that was a bit too lose to be safe. |
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
For all the hard climbing and brain-work it took for his small frame to follow her, it seemed Coran was unwilling to let himself be daunted by the adventure. Aurielle chuckled softly at the boy’s stalwart eagerness to push on, watching as he navigated a tricky spot and nodding her approval. While it was doubtful that he’d go in the Messenger’s Circle, this climb would still benefit him, teaching him to be sure-footed and nimble.
The chuckle turned into a soft laugh as he suggested a race back down the hill once they’d rested. Her own adventurous spirit warred with the mother’s urge to cringe at the many possibilities of serious injury that could assail her son racing down the hill.
Her tail flicked playfully across his nose as she pressed on up the path as she suggested, “We could race to the meeting Boulder once we’re down on the hillock’s flank. Whomever reaches the rock first get to eat the first strip of honeyed bison steak Domari pulls from the fire, eh?”
She tossed a warm smile back to her cream and snow-colored boy, tail swaying cheerfully.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
His mom’s laugh gave Coran that quick hope she’d ok their wild race down. When the tail tip attacked his nose the small pup raised a paw to take a swipe at it, as his ears pricked and head looked up at her words. Coran looked from mom and down the path imagining being at hillock’s flank and the distance from there to the boulder. It wouldn’t be as adventurous as racing from the very top, but it would be easier and maybe he was a bit tired. Just a bit. |
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
Coran accepted the challenge easily, and she chuckled softly as she led on, letting Coran take the lead for a few feet until she caught up and directed him up a tight switchback and up onto the summit. The view might not have been remotely like that from other hills outside Valhalla, but it was a good one. The wooded hillock stood alone above the plains, the crest of the hill mostly bare.
She sat and tugged the cream and white brindled boy into a hug against her belly. In no time, it was likely her sons would outgrow her height, so she enjoyed the moments of cuddling them like the pups they were now. They weren’t to be her last litter if she could help it, but she’d savor the moments as long as she could with these children.
“To the south, there, is the Avian Estuary. Your grandfather lived there for a little while. And to the north, that way, is Lirim’s lands. Grandpa Regulus was born in one of their territories, the Whistling Willows.”
She pointed with a glowing, pristine white paw at each landmark and direction as she named them.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
Any point Coran had the notion of being tired he just reminded himself that Ardyn could probably do the whole thing easy and he couldn’t Ardyn get too much better than him. Just because Coran labeled Ardyn his best friend and future alpha didn’t mean he couldn’t also be very competitive with him. Truth was that was enough to make him all the more competitive. |
Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
Coran never seemed to stay tired for long, and his question brought a soft chuckle. “Certainly. Maybe not today, though. Perhaps we’ll go as a group and you and your siblings can practice catching birds. Many, many birds live there. Big birds, little birds, tiny birds. Most of them noisy. There are also dangerous predators on the eastern edge of it, so we must be vigilant when traveling there.”
She gently poked the bridge of his muzzle between the eyes at the last statement, smiling down at him, though internally she shuddered at the thought of losing any of her children to the animals that made that area their home. She’d fought one and it hadn’t been fun.
She cuddled him for just a bit longer then rose, knowing he’d be vibrating soon enough. She led him down an alternate path, though one just as difficult, taking her time and letting him navigate the terrain. “Have you considered who you wish to mentor you, aside from your father and myself?”
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
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Aurielle
Master Intellectual (240)
Master Fighter (255)
Professor
10 Years
Female
212
BrienaSkysong
Aurielle Adravendi |
To Coran’s question, she nodded, adding, “Always be aware, in this world, there will always be something bigger and more dangerous than yourself. No one is invincible.” She brushed a kiss over his brow with a smile.
She watched as he navigated his way down, eyes glinting in amusement as he realized that speed would get him hurt and care would be needed. She moved at a pace that wouldn’t push him to keep up and sacrifice care and caution for speed.
His surprise at her query brought a faint smile to her lips. She hadn’t expected him to be thinking of the future. Her children were still children, young and playful. His suggestion brought a faint grin, and she hummed in acknowledgement. “Why don’t you ask her? You could also ask Cairo and Domari. Both are good fighters, though Cairo hasn’t had the experience of a raid yet.”
She traversed a narrow trail, following a switchback as she glanced back up at him to see his response. With Valhalla now reasonably well-filled with experienced adults, it was no issue to have them co-mentoring the children of the pack. It would provide them with a well-rounded education in fighting, with mentors possessing differing fighting tactics and methods.
Walk ---- "Speak" ---- "Labhair an Sean-Teanga." ---- "Hear" ---- Think |
At first glance, Aurielle's coat is pure white.. Her fur has an iridescent quality (like moonstones) where the fur shimmers different colors under various angles of light: in this case, the colors shown by rainbow moonstones. Not one hair on her hide is a solid unnatural color, but, ya know, it's really hard to convey that in still art :P
Aurielle's English is heavily laden with an Irish, Swedish mixed accent.
Her family is allowed to crash all her threads, Private and Open.
As of Autumn Year 14, Aurielle glows with a bright blue-white bio-luminescence in her fur, and bears a marking over her left eye - see profile and reference.
“Who is Ardyn going to train under?” It was a perfectly good thing to consider when Coran had to decide himself. Was he only going to train under mom and dad or would he be picking out another main trainer or lots of them? He had to know a lot so maybe he’d have a lot? As to fight training was it better if they have the same trainer or different ones to compare notes? |