there are uhhhh good herbs there
jael
01-31-2024, 07:35 PM
(This post was last modified: 01-31-2024, 07:36 PM by Ghoul. Edited 1 time in total.)
A reasonable man would have stayed home to be with his brand new puppies. But Ghoul was not always a reasonable man. He had no excuse to be away from the pack lands that day, but he did anyway. The sun was shining over head and the warmth felt good over his nearly white coat. His steps were slow and steady, taking his time to move from one area to the next. He didn't quite feel the exhaustion in his legs until he reached the rolling hills of the gulley. Flowers blossomed in patches of bright colors and the sweet scent of honey and lavender drew him in. Definitely a nice change from the fish he had been smelling for weeks now. Taking a rest upon a flat rock, Ghoul sits his butt down and daydreams. |
Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.
02-01-2024, 07:30 AM
The tiny dog is not lost on Ghoul as soon as she enters the rolling hills. Her small brown speckled frame is seen winding through the tall grasses heading in what seemed to be toward him. His gaze flickers to watch her, but he doesn't move. Was she feral? Uncertain that he might have to fend off a wild animal, he waits with bated breath. From this distance, he can scent that she might belong to a pack, but who? It's not until she stops and is staring at the ground does he really question what she was doing. With a knitted brow, Ghoul shifts himself so that he has a better view. He knows she's keeping him in her peripheral. The way her body is positioned makes it obvious that she too is on high alert. But why? Only someone with trauma would have that response. He's not exactly a social or nosy wolf though so instead of talking yet, he slides out his front paws until his belly is resting on the ground. Soaking up as much sun as he can before Autumn arrives, he enjoys the lovely summer day. After a minutes of watching her do whatever she was doing, he can't hold back. "What are you doing?" Ghoul asks finally, his head tilting lightly to the side in as much of a curious expression as he can muster. |
Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.
02-14-2024, 11:11 AM
A chuckle rests in his throat as he watches her jump from her skin. Skittish was she? Small like Cricket too. No wonder she was terrified of the world around her. Good thing he was one of those wolves she wouldn't have to worry about. Harming females was one thing, but ones who hadn't done anything to him never made any sense. That's not to say he was a patient man though. The longer she kept him waiting for a response, the longer he grew bored. If she didn't want to talk then she could go collect some silly little plants elsewhere. But then her tiny voice speaks out, working her way in his direction. Keeping his perch upon the large, smooth boulder, he watches her. Transplanting for home? His nose turns upward slightly, scenting the air. Pirates? Raiders? He wasn't sure who they called themselves anymore. Interesting. Glancing around, he can understand why she's here. From where he understands their location, it makes sense for plant collection. A thoughtful, almost curious hum before he lifts a brow, looking around once more. Well, what did it look like he was doing? Wasn't that obvious? "Resting," he mentions, voice level, nearly void of really any emotion. "As you've probably noticed, I have a pack scent," his gaze comes back around to rest on the girl, wondering how she will respond to that information. |
Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.
02-18-2024, 09:12 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-18-2024, 09:12 PM by Jael. Edited 2 times in total.)
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02-19-2024, 07:13 PM
Ghoul watches her body language as she physically relaxes. Did she feel safe? Did she assume he wouldn't hurt her? Not that he had any reason to, but the idea that one could feel... safe around a stranger made him question her intelligence. If he truly had any gumption to be an asshole, he'd toy with her, keep her on edge just enough, but alas, all he really wanted to do was relax that day. "Perhaps then whatever pack you hail from should give you a lesson," a brow raises, monotone vocals slicing through the thick, summer air. She's close now. He can see how the spots speckle over her khaki and java coat. Her scent was thick, not only of pack but of someone specific. One singular masculine scent that forces his hackles to bristle slightly. Someone owned her, that much was for sure. "Jael, I am Ghoul Klein," he answers her curiosity simply because he has no reason not to. In a sense, he wants her to know his name. Wants the whole of Boreas and Auster to know who he is. |
Warning: If anyone dares to fuck with Cricket, their pups, or Macabre, you will be answering to him.
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