searching for a pulse
08-01-2018, 06:03 PM
Almost as soon as Kai wandered into the mangrove that lay nestled against the eastern sea, he found himself wondering why the hell he'd decided to travel this way. The rapidly melting snow had created quite a muddy situation, especially in a place like this - Kai had the impression, most likely incorrectly, that the sea had long since overflowed into the forest and it had never recovered. Either way, he definitely hadn't meant to end up here. The male wore a slight scowl as he cautiously navigated through the rows of mangrove trees, making a poor attempt at staying on solid ground. His paws were proof of his failure in that regard, caked in mud nearly halfway up his limbs, and quite noticeable against the pale fur of his forelimbs. Of course, that wouldn't put too much of a damper on his mood - it was hard to truly bring Kai's carefree spirit down - and the day was too lovely to dwell on anything for long. It was early evening, and the warmth of the spring sun had begun to fade as the sun made its slow but steady descent toward the horizon. The colors cast across the sky were lovely, too, a brilliant palette of oranges and pinks that he could just barely make out through the thick foliage of the luscious mangrove trees. For now he would continue to explore this coastal forest, at least until something more interesting caught his attention, any annoyances he felt fading quite quickly as his attention was diverted. |
08-01-2018, 11:43 PM
(This post was last modified: 08-02-2018, 12:11 AM by Tyranis.)
He skulked through the marsh with the tug of a snarl on his lips. The birds of Boreas had always been keenly interested in the lives of it’s inhabiting wolves, and gossiped at their expense constantly. A murder of crows he had initially recognized from the Redwood forest had a habit of appearing wherever he went and spoke quite loudly to each other, mainly of his first and apparently former love. At first they chattered noisily about the supposedly unknown fate of his daughter, commenting that she was most likely dead and very much so. When that had failed to get a rise from him they changed tactics and instead merrily babbled of her and the mysteriously handsome Branch, and coquettishly laughed at the how his poor lonely wife had found comfort in him. His jaws parted and he let out a slow and furious breath as he willed himself to move faster through the mud. He didn’t want to believe it. He could understand if she had been distraught when he left, but to abandon their daughter and cuckold him? She wouldn’t dare.
He skulked further, keeping his back to the horizon as a gale of laughter erupted from the treetops behind him. Insolent creatures. As the sun set and the voices of the birds faded behind him, his fury began to fade, and in its wake came immeasurable sadness. He turned, almost cautiously to watch as the sun sank below the horizon, painting the sky in rich oranges and lavender. “She would have loved this.” He thought, in spite of himself, and felt his throat tighten at the thought. He let his head hang for a moment, attempting to compose himself, then slowly lifted it with a low, mournful, howl.
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08-02-2018, 08:42 PM
Kai paid little attention to the birds that sang overhead. He was less interested in the creatures of the sea and of the air than the ones that walked on solid ground, and the symphony overhead was little more than background noise to Kai as he pushed onward. His attention was mostly on his own front paws, and finding a way to somehow avoid coating himself in even more mud. Only briefly would he look to the sky, noting that most of the day had already come and gone - there was always tomorrow, of course, so his less-than-stellar afternoon wasn't that big of a deal. Or.. perhaps things were looking up? The scent of a stranger touched his nose, piquing his curiosity. Anyone who was bold enough to venture through such a weird, messy forest was either very spontaneous, or very foolish.. or maybe a bit of both. Either way, those were both qualities he regarded quite highly, at least in comparison to other ones, so he supposed he ought to figure out exactly who he'd wandered near. The oversized male tipped his head to the sky, catching a whiff of this stranger on the wind before grabbing hold of it and trailing after it. It wasn't long after he scented him that he heard a low, sorrowful howl ring through the forest. The sound wasn't one meant for anyone but himself, it seemed, but perhaps unluckily for Tyranis, Kai was often too nosy to really care if his company was wanted or not. By the time he grew closer, the sun had set even further, the rapidly dimming daylight growing even more sparse. This stranger was not familiar - Kai could tell even from a great distance, thanks to his scent - but that wouldn't stop him from closing the distance between them. He moved cautiously, deciding that greeting a stranger after being even more thoroughly caked in mud wasn't ideal for him. Only when Tyranis came into view, his silhouette shadowy against the array of colors cascading behind him, would Kai clear his throat to announce his presence. "Was that you calling out back there?" He asked, as conversationally as he could muster.. though he knew the answer, he really wasn't quite sure how else to greet him after hearing his impassioned song. |