Among Giants
03-24-2018, 08:46 PM
(This post was last modified: 03-27-2018, 07:31 AM by Zinnia.)
She uncurled from her comfy slumber and rolled onto her back as she yawned. Now that she was fully settled into her own comfy cavern in the canyon Her bed lined with pelts that she took from her old den at the castle, though she had to admit with the cavern being a lot larger then her normal dens so it felt a lot more lonely then her last den, but over time she felt she could grow used to it. Her eyes stared at the rock ceiling for a moment before she stretched out all four legs into the air and rolling back over onto them and getting up. She wasn't sure were to begin now, maybe she should see who else was around right now. Getting up from her pelt bed she moved out of the cavern and paused outside looking around. She didn't see anyone so far so she moved from her cavern and began to climb down the rocky path to below. She took her time, still new to this climbing and she was fearful of falling and getting hurt. Once down to the bottom she gave a small sigh of relief before looking around again and then trotting forward. No one was directly around, but maybe she would run into somebody while familiarizing herself with her new home. So she began to explore, checking things out, taking in scents, and even doing a little digging here and there if she found something that smelled interesting. "Speech" & 'Think'
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03-27-2018, 07:28 AM
Typhon was still getting used to the canyon. It wasn't at all like the previous lands he'd lived in, but he supposed over time he would become accustomed to the slightly drier air here. He was grateful for the river that ran steadily at the bottom of the glacial canyon, though - and he knew the more wide-open space gave them an advantage when it came to keeping unwanted guests out of their lands. Scents would be easier to track here, with less room for those unwanted wolves to hide. He supposed the various natural rock formations near the bottom of the canyon was an issue, but he figured scents would be easily tracked to their source even there...
One particular scent caught his attention today. It wasn't an intruder, not exactly, but it didn't belong to an Abraxas wolf, either. If he wasn't mistaken, it belonged to someone who had been present at the last meeting Ashiel had called. Of course, knowing that that didn't satiate his curiosity completely. While he knew that allowing mortals into their pack would be necessary to further their conquest, his loyalty had always been to his blood and his blood alone... so he wasn't quite sure how to take an outsider. Wondering what this female might be up to, he trailed after her scent, nose twitching as his head hung low to the ground.
His gaze fixed on her once he found her, the much larger male ambling slowly towards her as he made his way to the bottom of the canyon. Moving cautiously had never been something he was adept at, but he supposed navigating the steep walls of the rocky canyon would become much easier as time went on. Typhon cleared his throat once he paused a fair distance away, trying to get her attention before speaking. "Afternoon," he grumbled, as friendly as he could muster - which wasn't overly so. He had a feeling Ashiel would be displeased to know if he ran off a newcomer, so he'd do his best to be friendly. "Don't think I caught your name at the meeting. I'm Typhon Abraxas." He dipped his oversized head in greeting, taking a few slow steps closer.
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03-27-2018, 07:49 AM
Agile form bounded along as she allowed her nose to do the work in finding something to occupy her time. She really wanted to get off on the right foot this time and this meant to get to know the giants that she lived with. She had been curious ever since stumbling upon Ashiel during his sacrifice and so far the curiosity had yet to be fed. She wanted to find Ashiel and find out more, but she knew the young giant was busy, busy with family matters and with pack matters. He was nice enough to invite her in among his family and a place she probably would never belong, but it would never stop the bubbly and curious nature she had. She would have to see if there was any interest in the other pack members associating with her. It couldn't be that hard right? 'Sure all of them could probably murder me with one swipe of their paw.....' She shook her head, it was no way to think. As long as she was respectful and stayed out of their path she was sure she could make friends in no time. She had so much to learn about this family and this new pack that she was now apart of. Surely someone would be up to teaching their traditions without growing annoyed of it. The sound of a throat being cleared behind her drew her from her thoughts and she turned to face the Abraxas male. She smiled wagging her tail in greeting to the larger male as he spoke. He introduced himself though the air he had about him was.... exciting! She was overjoyed that he was speaking to her and that he was taking time from his duties to associate with what they considered a mortal. In a way it made her feel somewhat special. "Afternoon, It's Zinnia Wreckage. It's nice to meet you Typhon, you settling in well?" she responded not sure if where they used to live was similar to the canyon or not. "Speech" & 'Think'
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