Shiney things, Sharp Things
11-11-2017, 09:54 PM
(This post was last modified: 11-12-2017, 08:13 AM by Storm.)
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Storm is completely blind
Storm's Companion Eli (Wolverine) is assumed to be with her at all times
11-11-2017, 10:30 PM
He had moved north soon after crossing paths with the little Wreckage girl. She was being escorted by Clay so he had left her as she was, otherwise he would of offered to escort her back to her pack himself. Clay was more than capable and Chinny wasn't truly one to think himself capable of keeping up with a child. Nor did he think he would be good for her development. He had his own problems anyway. Though most stemmed from before he met the wreckages.
He padded on, his winter coat only just beginning to grow so the snows impacted him more than he would like. He knew though that soon they would no longer bother him. He was hunting the north anyways. He wanted to find a precious herb that he felt the cold would only be able to offer him, though he was not certain this land could offer the berries to him. Of course the name of it was winterberry so where else was he to look but the ever cold northern reaches.
This place could be deadly if he let it though. His paws stopped as the greyed form of his past caught his deep purple eyes. Storm. Her blindness was all but forgotten as he stood there proudly, herbs from the south draped over his back with a tree branch he had carefully wrapped each herb around. His smile was warm as the sun on his back. "Storm, aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Hope I'm not intruding on your walk." he greeted her in a warm friendly manner, his tail wagging slowly behind him. Enthusiasm for his craft was always there and shown through.
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He padded on, his winter coat only just beginning to grow so the snows impacted him more than he would like. He knew though that soon they would no longer bother him. He was hunting the north anyways. He wanted to find a precious herb that he felt the cold would only be able to offer him, though he was not certain this land could offer the berries to him. Of course the name of it was winterberry so where else was he to look but the ever cold northern reaches.
This place could be deadly if he let it though. His paws stopped as the greyed form of his past caught his deep purple eyes. Storm. Her blindness was all but forgotten as he stood there proudly, herbs from the south draped over his back with a tree branch he had carefully wrapped each herb around. His smile was warm as the sun on his back. "Storm, aren't you a sight for sore eyes. Hope I'm not intruding on your walk." he greeted her in a warm friendly manner, his tail wagging slowly behind him. Enthusiasm for his craft was always there and shown through.
11-19-2017, 09:40 PM
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Storm is completely blind
Storm's Companion Eli (Wolverine) is assumed to be with her at all times
12-03-2017, 11:00 PM
She answered and his grin split from ear to ear. His tail he' bet would fall off if it wagged anymore. It was a pleasant surprise to him to see one of the many wreckages. Though she held a bottle in her mouth and he couldn' exactly think of why she was carrying or collecting it. Her scent mingled with others and one close enough to her own but also a mix of someone else. She had a kid. Not that he didnt already expect that much. They were both older and she was certainly sweet enough to catch someone's attention.
Her question brought a slight bit of hesitation to him. While she was likely a high ranked with a mate and a family he had never really progressed his life to anything but a old healer that nobody needed. She deserved honesty from him though. "I've been fine. Been on my own now for a good few years. Never really found much to call home though. It's good to see a familiar face though, and one I don't have to heal for a change." he hadn' seen another wreckage since he'd left. It was only shortly after another litter was born though. He' stayed for half a year after that before he'd left.
He's left with intent to explore a little and then eventually find a place to call home and settle down. None of that except the exploring had really happened though. He' made a few friends in some rogues and then that had been that. He couldn't say he was unhappy with his life though. "So I can smell some kids on you. Who's the lucky guy that snagged your heart? And is one of your kids a young girl with charcoal and grey fur?" he didnt know that this was a touchy subject. He couldn't smell a man though. Maybe he just didn't come around too often. Or at least he hoped that was the case. He' met one girl thus far and now he figured his suspicions had been correct. She' been one of storm's children. Though how she would of ever gotten lost was beyond him.
Her question brought a slight bit of hesitation to him. While she was likely a high ranked with a mate and a family he had never really progressed his life to anything but a old healer that nobody needed. She deserved honesty from him though. "I've been fine. Been on my own now for a good few years. Never really found much to call home though. It's good to see a familiar face though, and one I don't have to heal for a change." he hadn' seen another wreckage since he'd left. It was only shortly after another litter was born though. He' stayed for half a year after that before he'd left.
He's left with intent to explore a little and then eventually find a place to call home and settle down. None of that except the exploring had really happened though. He' made a few friends in some rogues and then that had been that. He couldn't say he was unhappy with his life though. "So I can smell some kids on you. Who's the lucky guy that snagged your heart? And is one of your kids a young girl with charcoal and grey fur?" he didnt know that this was a touchy subject. He couldn't smell a man though. Maybe he just didn't come around too often. Or at least he hoped that was the case. He' met one girl thus far and now he figured his suspicions had been correct. She' been one of storm's children. Though how she would of ever gotten lost was beyond him.
12-09-2017, 06:04 PM
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Storm is completely blind
Storm's Companion Eli (Wolverine) is assumed to be with her at all times
12-10-2017, 01:21 AM
Her reply of how she had no mate and her children were the product of rape brought his hairs to stand on end. How dare some male. Storm was too nice and had already had enough happen to her for this to have happened. But then again, his eyes moved to the skies and the formations about them. No blackjack. It was strange to not see him near her. They'd had a bond before storm left and he couldn't see any way the bird would leave her side. Perhaps he died protecting her. It wasn't hard for chinny to put the pieces together.
He'd address the problem of that after he told her of his run in with tempest. He gave her a smile and aimed to sit beside storm, with his shoulder touching hers. "That was the child's name I do believe. She had clay's scent on her and some strange woman's as well. Left her with him, figured he'd be able to track her mom down better than me. Last I knew was they were headed to her home pack, though I'd guess your pack here isn't it?" it was rhetorical. He could guess the answer himself easily.
He lowered himself to lay beside her then. He wouldn' be going anywhere until she had told him of the male. He owed his life to the and family and he'd not let one go on being assaulted without punishment for the attacker. Storm's family had fought for him to be free of his abusive mother. And to free him from her pack of monsters. His fur had grown thick through the years and the scars had faded but he knew they still existed. Mostly though they were mental and stained his heart. "I hate to bring up such painful memories storm but I cannot let the man go unpunished for his crime against you. Do you remember his scent or anything about him? He will not go on without pentence for harming you.... and blackjack as well." she had been hurt and there would be hell to pay. He knew what it was like to feel weak and abused and he'd be damned if she had to feel that feeling too. He was a knightly type in such ways and always had been.
He'd address the problem of that after he told her of his run in with tempest. He gave her a smile and aimed to sit beside storm, with his shoulder touching hers. "That was the child's name I do believe. She had clay's scent on her and some strange woman's as well. Left her with him, figured he'd be able to track her mom down better than me. Last I knew was they were headed to her home pack, though I'd guess your pack here isn't it?" it was rhetorical. He could guess the answer himself easily.
He lowered himself to lay beside her then. He wouldn' be going anywhere until she had told him of the male. He owed his life to the and family and he'd not let one go on being assaulted without punishment for the attacker. Storm's family had fought for him to be free of his abusive mother. And to free him from her pack of monsters. His fur had grown thick through the years and the scars had faded but he knew they still existed. Mostly though they were mental and stained his heart. "I hate to bring up such painful memories storm but I cannot let the man go unpunished for his crime against you. Do you remember his scent or anything about him? He will not go on without pentence for harming you.... and blackjack as well." she had been hurt and there would be hell to pay. He knew what it was like to feel weak and abused and he'd be damned if she had to feel that feeling too. He was a knightly type in such ways and always had been.