Navigation - Polar Sound

Wasting our tears and chasing our fears Pyralis was on a mission to explore the lands of Boreas as her family made their way through the foreign terrain. Her tasks were layered, finding places that might be worth staying, places for prey, and places that might have other more nefarious uses. She gazed up at one of the waterfalls that was pounding it's way down into the inlet, sending shattering sprays of water soaring into a misty haze in the air. It was lovely here though not really a place for denning or hunting. Seeing what would happen if you dropped a wolf off one of the cliff sides was certainly a possibility. A good place for threats. She mentally analyzed her surroundings, picking features and locations out as she peered up at an overhanging of moss. It was curious to see green here in the north, even in the summer. At least from her experiences thus far but her exposure had been limited to the northern most regions. Movement caught her attention and she turned to see a strange black and white… bird thing looking at her. The penguin looked back, pausing in it's hobbling as she crouched down watching it. The creature didn't appear to be able to fly and she casually wondered if it was any good to eat.

Why she was back in this awful place of eternal cold known as the north was beyond Mara. Was her lack of activity causing her brains to leak out her ears and make her go mad? It was entirely possible, as this was just dumb. The only consolation was that she seemed to have found a nice private corner of this land to hunker down and laze about all she wished. The small flightless birds that lived in this place were found to be an easy meal. Perched on a flat rock near the falls that she nearly blended in with due to her mostly grey coloring, Mara enjoyed the constant white noise of the water cascading behind her, yellow-orange eyes drifting closed, her mind relaxing almost into a sleep state when the sound of a stranger approaching kept her from acheiving sleep. Damn you, stranger. She opened one eye, staring at the dark pelted wolf facing off with the penguin. Snorting in some sort of forced feeling of amusement, Mara gave up any hope she had for a chance at sleep. Today she would socialize she supposed. But she wouldn't like it. Hopping down from her lovely perch, Mara slowly meandered towards the woman with the natural eye patch, sizing her up with feigned interest she was barely holding on to. Large wolves rarely fazed her. Side effect of having a tall sibling of two she supposed with an inward shrug. Yawning, she'd mumble at the woman, "Ya' know, those birds aren't as nice to eat as the sea beasts that eat them." She had no better term for the seals that prowled the waters and shore here, having never seen one until happening upon this nice little area. "Talk" "You" Think

Navigation - Polar Sound

Wasting our tears and chasing our fears Pyralis continued to watch the bird with interest. It didn't seem particularly perturbed by her but it wasn't unaware either and as it went about its business it would stop frequently, head twisting sharply to look at her in the staccato motion of birds. A snort caught her attention and she turned to spy another woman nearby. She was cloaked in a torn pelt of black and didn't seem particular pleased to see her. Another grump perhaps? Pyralis grinned. The north was shaping up to be an excellent place to cause trouble. Of course she supposed she shouldn't be wasting so much time exploring it. It seemed that her family was now planning to move down farther south and she found herself torn. She'd gotten it in her head to explore all the north and by goodness she certainly wanted to but on the other paw it wasn't doing her family much good if they chose to move down to Auster. Ahhh… the trials of the scout. "Oh? That's a shame? I was more just planning to kill it, just to see how they die." They were odd creatures and she could only assume that one killed them by biting into their fat, fluffly little necks. Her head tilted to the side though as she turned back to the woman. "What is it that eats them? Don't tell me you make a living hunting sea beasts?" She grinned.

A shrug was all that met the other woman's words for a long moment while Mara debated if she should change her mind and leave in search of more peace and quiet. Irritated by having to choose at all, she opted to be a lazy lump of fur and stay put, huffing a reluctant, "Suit yourself. They're loud as hell, you'd be doing the world a favor." When those dump clumps of feathers got talkative it was absolute hell. No more quiet, only the blaring sound of the worst birds she'd ever seen. If she hadn't been eyeing them for some time now Mara would've have still been questioning how the things even lived without being able to take to the skies. Now she knew better, though. Yawning to aid in her recovery from her sleepy state - there was no hope of sleep now - Mara eyed the other woman a moment, seeing nothing to be terribly concerned about at this moment. Relaxing into her spot on the rock, she took her time trying to describe the creatures she'd witnessed devouring the little black and white birds, "Great big blubbery creatures. Smooth, no fur, and weird fin-like things for appendages rather than legs. Slow on land but fast in the water. They have wickedly sharp teeth. Impressive, really, for sea beasts," the dark woman reflected. One had to admit, watching those creatures burst from the water after their quarry was impressive. "Hardly. I prefer to spend my time avoiding responsibility and set expectations rather than pursuing it. Making a living doing any one thing sounds terribly limiting, doesn't it?" "Talk" "You" Think

Wasting our tears and chasing our fears Pyralis grinned. She rather liked this woman's attitude and she chuckled at the comment that by killing the bird she'd be doing the world a favor. That was all she needed to hear. However as she turned her focus back to the creature it suddenly dove into the water and she blinked for a moment. "Oh!" Apparently these birds could not only swim, but swim well! How strange. They looked so awkward and inelegant on land. Pyralis shrugged. "Seems I have waited to long and missed the opportunity. That's alright, I'm sure it will come again." The bird would have to surface some time and even it it was a good ways away from the two women there were bound to be others not far from their current position. Pyralis listened with interest as the woman described large blubbery creatures with no fur. "Now you have me curious to battle one. Shame our bait slipped away." She padded closer to the water, eyes glancing at waves, wondering if the creature would resurface any time soon. Pyralis laughed. "I suppose it would be! Though I find exploring to be one thing that always yields surprises. I'm Pyralis Abraxas. What is your name?"

A soft chuckle eased it's way from her dark lips, taking Mara by surprise. She didn't usually find many things terribly amusing, but watching the other woman's surprise at the bird's odd route of escape was,in fact, quite amusing. The weird little wings those birds had seemed to serve an unexpected surface; letting them fly underwater rather than in the air. "I'm sure it will, there's no shortage of those funny looking things around here," she stated. Too many for her liking, really. Perhaps it was time for someone to cull just a few, even if for no reason other than entertainment. The thought of going after one of those sea beasts was definitely an interesting one... Mare grinned, despite knowing such a task would require more than a few hunters, "It does sound fun to try and lure one into shore, I'm sure if you left one of those birds injured in the water we could get an up-close look at one... As for bait, there's surely more around," the dark woman purred, pleased with these ideas. She wasn't sure she'd be able to hunt one of those beasts today, but it might be interesting to at least see one up close. She hadn't bothered to see if they hung around these shore just yet. "Mm, I'll leave the exploring to those more suited to it," came her mildly grumbled reply. Unnecessary wandering was a pain. Of course she'd been doing an awful lot of it lately... Ah, but that could be passed off as a search for her brother. The man was somewhere, she knew that much, but where... Eyeing the woman with the mottled coat, Mara paused, never one to just hand out her name since she rarely saw fit to. Why just give it out to someone she'd likely never speak with again? Eventually she came to the conclusion that she didn't dislike this individual enough to withhold it for once and replied, "I'm Mara Berodach." Normally one might try and make small talk, continue the conversation or whatever. Not Mara, she wasn't the biggest fan of small talk, or talking at all most of the time. Sliding to a standing position, she stretched languidly, slipping down from her perch on the rock to make her way towards the other woman, glancing out at the water before them. "Talk" "You" Think

Pyralis was pleased to hear there were plenty of the odd birds around. That would make for some tempting possibilities and a number of ideas for games she could play using them. Of course she didn't much care for the odd noises they made but then she didn't plan to linger to long around them and definitely had no plans to set up a den next to a flock of the noisy creatures. She turned to the scarred woman with a grin and nodded. "Yes, let's give it a try!" She wanted to see one of these sea beasts. It seemed the stranger didn't particularly care for going around exploring but that was fine. Pyralis had always been a bit of a wild thing and few of her siblings shared her zest for obsessive exploration. The stranger introduced herself as Mara Berodach. "A pleasure. Now then, shall we have a little fun?" Slinking off along the shore it wasn't hard to track down another odd bird. They were…. squawking? Cooing? She didn't know what the noise was but she soon came upon a group of them. The shuffled around preoccupied with whatever it was they were doing. Most of them didn't even seem to notice her until she dived into the flock sending them scattering into rock and into waves. Fangs seized hold of a wing and she made a face as the bizarre texture. As the beast moved to peck at her she released her hold and then lunged for its throat. It was a mouth of fat and feathers as she used her superior weight to pin the wailing creature to the ground it's wings flailing about and giving her a good smack to the face before she started thrashing her head back and forth. "Talk" "You" Think

An odd sight it was, yet the smirk that twisted her lips skyward was real. This Pyralis was an interesting woman indeed, but Mara found her idea of fun rather amusing. Trotting after the taller wolf, Mara decided today might be enjoyable after all. It wasn't often she took any sort of a liking to a stranger, but she shook off the surprise relatively quickly, eager to go chase down some of those awful birds. Keeping to the side of Pyre closest to the waves, she waited for some of the fleeing birds to go scurrying her way. Once they were rushing her way, preoccupied with their escape from the initial attack, pouncing on one of the unsuspecting creatures and knocking it over, biting into the birds side. The horrid sounds it made pierced her ears, but she was too busy going for the neck to care, placing a paw over it's head to help hold the thing in place. She didn't kill it though, blood stained lips lifting from her catch a she called, "Try and leave it alive. The sea creatures like their food injured." She'd yet to see one take an already dead meal and wasn't about to just waste her catch and come away with empty paws. Turning back to the bird Mara took her time, sinking fangs into the wildly struggling wings in hopes of crippling the thing. Slowly she'd rise, bird held tightly in her mouth, and move to deliver her catch to the ocean, scrabbling over some rocks that protruded from the waves until she could fling the bleeding mess of an animal into the water with a wild grin. She'd be lying if she said she wasn't just a bit excited to see the toothy creatures that emerged from the dark ocean depths to claim these blood-stained prizes. Turning to where Pyralis was she let her half-tail tap the rocks a couple times. Hopefully her companion for today would find the beasts impressive. And if nothing came to fetch the birds, why maybe they could go rid the world of some more of those stupid things to make up for it. "Talk" "You" Think

Pyralis swiftly stilled her thrashing as Mara spoke. Leave it alive, got it! She shifted her jaws to keep hold but not leaving it loose enough for the thing to get away from her but just for a moment. She let it go then proceeded to maul the squawking creature, ripping at it's wings and removing a foot. There, that should keep it from getting to far away if they were going to try and use it as bait. Getting to her paws she hauled it up and proceeded to drag the creature towards the waters edge, following Mara's lead with her tail held high. Oh this was going to be fun. Scrambling deftly over the rocks she twisted her upper body sharply to throw the strange bird next to his fellow and then she crouched down to wait. Oh this was going to be fascinating… "How long does it usually take," she whispered to Mara. "Talk" "You" Think

She watched with a great deal of enjoyment as her new temporary partner in crime hurled a second of the ridiculous birds into the dark waves, where it would flop about uselessly. She liked them a whole lot better all pathetic and broken in the water. Hunkering down on the rocks, Mara considered the question a moment. "Shouldn't be too terribly long. My guess is the sea beasts smell blood in the water like we do on the air. They keep showing up near bloodied birds," she shrugged. This was hardly an exact science - more a waiting game than anything. The bait wasn't going to be moving around too much at any rate. Relaxing in her spot Mara observed quietly for a while, unsure if talking would either distract them from seeing the appearance of the toothy predators, or keep them from showing up. She was about to make an attempt at conversation while they waited when she noticed the penguins flailing about a bit more frantically. Eyes widening, Mara watched while they tried to swim away unsuccessfully, and soon made out a slight lump in the water a short distance from the panicked birds. A dark snout took a deep breath of air from the surface, and just as quickly as it appeared, it was gone beneath the water. It wasn't a long wait after that, the dark blubbery creature resurfaced under one of the creatures, taking it by the feet and beating the animal against the water mercilessly. Grinning at Pyralis, Mara asked, "Waddya think?" The animal was clearly very large, even from what little could be seen of it while it bashed the life out of its prey. "Talk" "You" Think

Pyralis fidgeted as she crouched down, ears flicking forward and her tail twitching as she waited. She hated waiting. Her patience was as fickle as her temper but she believed Mara when she said the sea beasts would come. The scarred woman had given her no reason to believe this was a ruse. Instead Pyralis amused herself watching the flailing blood bird she'd thrown into the water. When it tried to scramble back up she's callously shove it back down. "Uh uh… you stay in the water you precious little snack." The bird was growing weaker but then all of a sudden it started flailing faster. The fur on the back of Pyre's neck stood on end as she spied a dark shadow moving through the water. A snout surfaced for just a moment before one of the birds was bashed against the rocks and dragged down into the water. Pyralis let leapt to her feet and let out a whoop of excitement. "Ahahahaha yea!" In a moment the second bird was also dragged down to the depths. Pyralis pranced along the rocks with her tail wagging as Mara asked her what she thought. "I like these things, I could feed them all day if I didn't need to be traveling south soon." She eyed the sun and scowled. "I have a brother you see, an orderly sort that expects promises to be kept and certain… wayward siblings to be on time. I do thank you for the good time. Perhaps we'll run into each other again?" "Talk" "You" Think

Mara tried desperately to conceal the grin worming it's way onto her lips. It wasn't like her to go around smiling, but Pyralis' excitement was pretty infectious - with good reason, the sea beasts were freaking awesome - eventually overwhelming Mara who let out a soft laugh accompanied by a small smirk. Maybe she'd do this again even after her partner in crime was gone. It was kind of satisfying to watch the birds get slapped against the water so mercilessly. One hell of a way to go, that was for sure. Turning to Pyralis, she listened to the bit about brothers and grimaced a bit, being reminded of her own irksome sibling who'd been MIA since the day she arrived in this place. Maybe eventually she'd track him down, if she had any clue where to even start... "I've never done well with expectations. Annoys the hell outta me. But yeah, another venture in trouble-making and feeding strange beasts doesn't sound too terrible. See you around, then." "Talk" "You" Think