ardent

The Summer Bonfire Festival (Year 20)

Open to all friends of the Hallows



Gossamer

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lunarcat7

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06-15-2024, 09:03 AM (This post was last modified: 06-15-2024, 09:03 AM by Gossamer. Edited 1 time in total.)

For the past month she'd felt like a shell of herself. It had taken so much effort to get back to her regular training regime, to feel like she could be a functioning member of the Armada again. She was making great strides but there was still a ways to go. She had to take breaks far more frequently and as such she was late in her arrival to the Hallows, but not terribly. It was something she could accept. She'd just joined the edge of the crowd when the fire was lit, the flames weaving into the sky.

Moments later a fight broke out. Typical, another pirate, raider, whatever, starting shit. She grinned as her father confronted the man. This would be a good fight and her kind of entertainment, though she did feel back for her sister Briar. The horned woman probably wanted a nice peaceful gathering and already there was a fight.




Tarnish

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Vengeance
06-15-2024, 09:13 AM
Rot Gut Whiskey's Gonna Ease My Mind

At first Tarnish wasn't going to go. Who gave a fuck about the Hallows and some stupid festival? But then there was the mention of fire and booze… ok that was the kind of festival he could get behind. Besides, it was time to start celebrating his recovery. Although he was still skinny and not back to where he'd been he was keen to start living life again. In truth his body was recovering faster than his mind. Anything he didn't want to deal with mentally he just stuffed away. There'd been some big kerfuffle after he'd gotten sick. His dad died, well sort of died… he was mostly dead. But then he got better. Something, something, meeting, something, something, polar bear, something something, meh. Tarnish didn't sweat the details.

He climbed down out of his tree house, front limbs quivering a bit at the sudden exertion before he hit the ground and started heading to the Hallows. Apparently the borders were open for at least two of the territories so he didn't bother announcing himself. Not that he necessarily would have either way. He arrived in time to the fire lit and the party really get started.

His father dove for the former Ethne alphess before two Hallows males got involved. Awesome, dinner and a show. He noticed the Hallows boy he'd fought with earlier and felt the heat of annoyance just seeing the others stupid face. "Hey, ugly! Get me a bottle of booze would ya?"









You're not feeling so well...

Gilgamesh

"The Bully™"

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Bunni

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06-15-2024, 04:18 PM
Before Haydee could even look up to meet his challenging gaze, there is a new contender pushing against his shoulder. The scent of Hallows washes over him and Gilgamesh lifts his head to turn and see a wolf he doesn't recognize. While the words that leave Mercury's mouth reach his ears, Gilgamesh attempts to ignore them. As he turns to try and put space between himself and Mercury, he is met with the force of Sirius, low voice speaking quietly in his ear.

A laugh barks out from Gilgamesh as his lips pull back into a rakish grin. "Gentleman, I was simply checking to see how our dear friend was faring after our last encounter," his voice is sickly sweet, goat-like eyes void of emotion as he takes a step backward, slipping out from between the two protectors. From the corner of his eye, he notices Haydee and company attempting to slink away. Tsk, how unfortunate it would be if he were able to escape these two numbskulls.

The Raid King, Gilgamesh
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Gilgamesh - Flee Attempt
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gilgamesh is aggressive, don't trust him



Nelu

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lunarcat7
06-15-2024, 08:08 PM

Nelu sighed as the familiar dark form of the pirate he'd mauled arrived at the bonfire, immediately shouting out to him for booze and implying he was ugly. Nelu stared blankly. What was the point of this? To bait him into a fight? Why approach and mock and threaten? If he wanted a fight why did he not simply initiate one? Was he trying to maintain some sort of appearance, perhaps? An attempt at playing it off as the victim or perhaps the bigger wolf if Nelu did not respond in the way he wanted?

Nelu's eyes lingered on the other boy's emaciated frame. Had he had the same illness? Ahhh perhaps this was why the pirate boy was calling him ugly. He must've been deflecting. Nelu smiled politely. "No uglier than you. As for the booze, if you looked you could see that I do not have any. Find some yourself."





Sota

Somnium

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Nyx

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06-15-2024, 08:09 PM

Sota was slow to arrive, but he didn't think anyone would mind. No matter how tired he might be though he wouldn't miss the pack's annual bonfire for the world. It was a time of celebration, time to remember those lost as well as look forward to the future. Maybe in the past he would've done something to help prepare, but this year he hadn't really been feeling up for it. Looking at an old dried cluster of flowers at the entrance to his room, he hoped the lack of flowers at the bonfire wouldn't be missed. The starlit plains, at the height of Auster's summer, were full of flowers anyway. His lack of effort wouldn't be noticed.

By the time he finally arrived, making the long journey down the castle stairway - and taking a moment of respite to appreciate the quiet of the castle, largely empty of everyone due to their attendance at the bonfire - the festival was fully underway. The fire had already been lit, and was reaching high toward the sky, illuminating the faces of so many wolves all around. Kaito scampered behind him, keeping his distance as he paused to assess what was going on here.

It seemed a scuffle was ongoing, and he narrowed his eyes as he studied the scene from a distance. It had nothing to do with him, so he wouldn't interfere, knowing it wasn't his place. He was amazed at the variety of wolves here, from all walks of like.. there were families everywhere he looked, parents and their children and even yearlings wandering about, looking like they'd traveled here on their own. How nice. He breathed a content sigh as he settled down somewhere on his own to relax and watch the festivities.


Sota has a male bamboo lemur companion named Kaito, he's sometimes nearby but usually only if stated!





Seiko

Tojo-kai
Atotsugi

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Nyx

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06-15-2024, 08:22 PM
Seiko, too, would've preferred to stay home, safe tucked into their bamboo forest. Well, at least part of her wanted that - another part, a hungrier part, had a growing thirst for the knowledge of life beyond Tojo-Kai. There was so much world to explore, and though she knew very little about the customs of the wolves outside her family she was ready to push even further outside of her comfort zone. She lingered not far from Majima, glancing over to Akito to keep an eye on him, too, at least intermittently. Though she was liked to think she was old enough to make a journey like this on her own, secretly she was quite glad they had an older pack member here to keep an eye on them.

Well.. at least he had been keeping an eye on them. One second he was surveying the festival, and the next he was looking all flustered talking to a girl about his age. Seiko barely contained a snort at the sight. "Are we sure that's the same Akito?" She asked as she drew closer to her brother, speaking in their native tongue. She, too, felt a little overwhelmed by the sheet amount of strange wolves here and she wasn't opposed to hanging back and observing for awhile.
Note: Seiko is biologically female, but they identify as nonbinary (they/them pronouns).
Their companion - a female tabby cat with antlers, named Herajika - is often hanging around.




Tarnish

Raiders Hollow
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lunarcat7

Vengeance
06-15-2024, 09:07 PM
Rot Gut Whiskey's Gonna Ease My Mind


Irritation bristled down his back as he glared at the Hallows boy. An underlying anger had simmered in his stomach since his illness. Little things bothered him now in a way they hadn't before. The way this boy smiled, the way he spoke in his dull way. It was infuriating. It made his stomach burn hot. Not just at the Hallows but at home as well. He hadn't bothered to mention any of this to his parents. They were too busy and he personally preferred to keep away from the new litter of brats. Yea, yea they were his siblings, but he had a million of those now and kids were just so dang annoying. He wasn't sure he could stop himself from biting one. He was starting to envy Calliope and her little vacation away.

"You're the host. I thought you'd be gracious enough to have drinks ready for your guests instead of forcing them to root around for themselves." Out of the corner of his eye he could see his father try to slip away from the Hallows wolves. Tarnish wrinkled his nose and narrowed his eyes. He turned back to the other boy.

Well, he was here for a good time and he wasn't going to pussyfoot around all night. Tarnish grinned wickedly. He knew that things had escalated between Ethne and the Raiders while he'd been sick. He knew that despite all that the Hallows had invited them both here, knowing their history and as far as he was aware they hadn't made up in any capacity. Besides, Tar had personal beef with this Hallows wolf. "All these wolves here and a shortage of entertainment. That's a shame. You know what, I'm sorry I called you ugly. Let me make it up to you by fixing your face."


Tarnish kicked off hard, launching himself at the Hallows boy. Tarnish would attempt to approach his opponent head-on before his body would shift slightly to his own left as he attempted to come at Nelu from a forty-five degree angle, facing in towards the boy's right shoulder.  Tarnish sought to lance his left shoulder blade into the outer muscular portion of Nelu's right shoulder, right into the deltoid, hoping the combination of his forward momentum would cause the muscle to temporarily seize up in addition severe bruising.

Simultaneously, the wraiths fangs would seek to mar  the right side of his opponents visage.  His upper fangs seeking to pierce through Nelu's right eye while his lower fangs sought to hook under the corner of his opponents right-sided jaw. He hoped to snap his jaws together shredding the flesh between all the way to the bone.  

Tarnish vs Nelu for Maim (Facial Scarring)
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Extra large
Build: Emaciated
Offensive Battle Accessory: Bladed Gauntlets
Defensive Battle Accessory: Chainmail Cowl
Companion 1: Crow, Male, Battle
Companion 2: Jaguarundi, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Mountain lion paws with retractable claws - Offensive
Mutation 2: Quills - Defensive
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Hunter
Specialty: Cooperative






Nelu

The Hallows
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lunarcat7
06-15-2024, 09:42 PM

Nelu could do nothing but sigh at the boy's confrontation. He arrived late himself, not knowing where or what refreshments were provided, if any. He turned himself to face the other boy, his toes digging at the earth but his facing showing next to nothing. "This appears to be something you need to figure out yourself." Nelu turned to leave, but to his surprise it seemed the pirate boy was apologizing? Nelu glanced back as the dark-pelted male stated that he was sorry. Literal-minded he took the words at face value, completely missing the undertones… until the mention of fixing his face and then it clicked.

Nelu swiftly set his defenses, stealing himself against the other. He felt the boy's shoulder slam into his, the tender flesh quivering at the impact. Fangs lashed for his face but he swiftly ducked down, feeling Tarnish's lower fangs cut along the top of his head as he sought to dig his fangs into his opponents neck, just below the jawline. He sought to grab hold in a ferocious grip to strangle the other and bring the fight to a swift conclusion while leaving deep wounds to serve as a permanent reminder of this encounter.

Nelu vs Tarnish for Maim (neck scarring)
Round 1/1
Age: Over 1 Year
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Emaciated
Defensive Battle Accessory: Leather cuirass
Companion 1: Raven, Male - Flying
Companion 2: Female Squirrel Monkey, 11" - Battle
Mutation 1: Enhanced vision (Perception)
Skills: Master Intellectual & Master Fighter
Specialty: Tactician
Using Lucky Rabbits Foot





Lyra Rum-Spice

Raiders Hollow
Moppet

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Janoobus

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06-15-2024, 09:43 PM

Before her blind sister could acknowledge her, the familiar sound of Gil would cause her ears to perk up. There was a look on his face that she had yet to see, he seemed extremely upset. Eyes would dart to the she-wolf he seemed to approach and then quickly saw the two others press upon him. She wanted to help but knew all too well to stay out of business that did not concern her.

Another sound of tearing and snarls would make Lyra snap her head in another direction, a different pair of wolves seemed to break out into a fight. Not quite sure what was happening she would run as quickly as she could to her mother's. Seeking comfort and perhaps some answers.

"Speech!"
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Sparrow

"Ms. steal yo girl"

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Iko

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06-15-2024, 11:02 PM
Sparrow had spent more time sleeping than being awake the past few weeks. Part of it was that her body was still sore and stiff and her scars tugged her skin where it felt like it shouldn't. Part of it was to spend time with Recluse. She was up and moving now, although somewhat slowly. The pack she had once been the king of had changed immensely since she had stepped fallen down. She wasn't sure she recognized it or how it operated anymore, but she was pretty much getting a free ride at this point, so who was to complain? It was her retirement plan.

Now a bonfire at the Hallows wasn't really Sparrow's ideal party, but she figured it would be as good of an opportunity as ever to be nosey and see who was banging who and who was fighting who at this point. She didn't waste too much time with well-meaning head nods or respectful bows some of the other leaders (and ex-leaders) seemed to be showing. How aristocratic! How diplomatic! How boring. Their super strong alliances had all but failed Recluse, and Sparrow had little respect for leaders who couldn't even care for her own - not that she was any better, but she wasn't pretending to be either.

There were no less than eighty billion wolves present when Sparrow appeared and immediately went for a drink. She found the odd marked man she had met once and saddled up next to him, "Hey, long time no see! Sora, right? Sofa? Hm..." the name didn't feel quite right. Sparrow shot him an apologetic look.

Surveying, Spparrow barely recognized members of her own pack. Tojo members all looked the same- were they inbred?- so they were easy to spot, but Sparrow couldn't say she remembered most of these packs or their members. She had probably fought some of them at some point, but it was almost all a blur at this point.

Sparrow didn't understand why Modesty would haul her pups here or cozy up to another pack, but, hey, it was her pack, her rules. As long as Sparrow didn't have to play any part of it, Modesty could fuck Azure for all she cared. Mostly.

Speaking of Azure, something seemed to be happening between his father and Gil. She couldn't tell what it was exactly, but she rolled her eyes and downed the drink she had, placing it by Sota. "Those old goons are always at each other.." She turned and gave a light dip of her head to Sota before bounding off.

"Seer! Can't you pick on me insteaaaaad?" Sparrow chimed as she tried to get closer to see what was going on. It seemed Gil and some armored others were trying their best to slip away. "Why wear armor if you're gonna try to flee anyways?" She muttered before returning her focus onto Seer and the... son? cousin? brother? by his side. "C'monnn, you missed my super impressive fight with Ruby, you owe me one."



Sparrow has a female Harlequin Macaw named Pongolo and a male Capuchin monkey named Friar, and a hairless mushroom tuxedo cat named Beef Sandwich. She also has cat claws... and some weird leg spike things.



Saga

Vedia
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Dragon Mod

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06-16-2024, 12:34 AM


Word had spread about the Hallows bonfire event, and Saga, although she was hesitant since she was certain members of the Raiders would be in attendance, was also determined to go simply for the fact of finally meeting Artorias, as well as honoring the mother she had lost and had not gotten a chance to truly meet. She had told the members of Polaris not to engage, or engage as little as possible with the Raiders. At the very least to be cordial if the Raider wolves engaged them. While the two packs had beef with each other, the young ice bear was not keen on continuing that beef, but neither was she willing to roll over and let them continue their crap against them. She wanted this to go away and put it behind them, but it seemed the only way that would happen is if they (or maybe the one guy she almost accidentally killed) got their share of flesh or whatever it was they thought they wanted.

As she approached the borders of the hallows (a little late but at least she showed up), she could see tons of wolves milling about. Tons of puppies were running around, and many wolves of the Hallows seemed to be both participating and keeping watch. Keeping the peace, perhaps? She was aware this was to be a peaceful event, and that is exactly what she intended to do. Hopefully...their adversaries would do the same, but that hope was soon shattered when she immediately caught sight of something happening almost as soon as she arrived.

Her ears flattened when she spotted Gil make a beeline for her smaller sister. Great! She was gonna have to fight before even saying hello to the host and thanking him for allowing them to attend? She huffed and prepared herself for a charge, but before she could move another step, two wolves she didn't recognize stepped in, and Haydee was walking away with Eltrys and Bae-Syl. She kept herself where she was for a moment, debating if she should still intervene or not and decided she wouldn't at this moment in time. She wasn't here to pick fights, but she'd be damned if she let someone attack her members unprovoked. Past feeling or not, Polaris would not be the ones to shatter the peace within the Hallows.

Taking a deep breath to calm herself, she looked for the wolf that Haydee had described to her before, and found him. She made her way to Artorias, a warm smile on her face as she approached, offering a respectful dip of her head to him. "Hello, I take it that you are Artorias? My name is Saga, I am the new leader of Polaris, formerly Ethne. I'm sorry for not having met with you sooner, I've had to sort out a few family and pack affairs first." She offered an apologetic grin, hoping he'd understand. "Thank you for allowing us the opportunity to join you and yours in celebrating. I just...hope things go alright." Of course, almost as soon as she said that, another fight broke out, and while she didn't recognize either of the two wolves, at least it wasn't from her own group..


"Speak"




Bae-Syl

Vedia
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Asena

Overachiever
06-16-2024, 02:10 AM
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Bae wasn't daft, dumb or unobservant, he saw it while it happened from his place near the pyre. Even as Art finished he was acutely aware. As gil stood, so did Bae-Syl. His own head dropping and eyes on the raid king. Though gil would reach haydee first. His raised hackles displayed his willingness to protect.

Though it wasn't a moment and his own posture would relax once more. A pair of darker wolves intervened and he glanced briefly to Artorias, noting the male watching. Good. Seemed the other brute was aware and willing to stop any attempt of breaking the night's peace. Though then he caught Haydee's gaze. His glare was not for her but he was irate. How dare the raid king. Gil was showing his true face, unable to let feuds rest when he was a guest of another pack. Ready to keep pressing when it was obvious their pack wanted nothing to do with the raiders.

The shake of a head and turn of her body set Bae-Syl back into motion. His pace kicked up and what probably looked like a retreat by him was turned into something else. He moved attempting to put himself in Haydee's and Eltry's way of exit. The pup ignored for the moment, but he would speak later to the male that seemed to be taking on a father figure role of her.

Words given before he would continue moving towards Saga as she spoke to Artorias. Hushed and for the two adults alone. "Stop running, it makes you both look guilty of starting shit, continue socializing with the hallows wolves.... they will not allow them to harm any of you. Plus I promised did I not." paws moved. Rainbows moving to the side of saga. He might of rather returned to his silent den, but not now.. the raiders were attempting to shove Haydee and their family around again. And Bae-Syl was done with that shit. It made them look weak and like cowards, like they were guilty of something. They were none of those things in his mind.

He moved to sit next to Saga. His ear stood erect now as he watched others. He only hoped Haydee would follow his lead and move herself instead to sit with Saga and Artorias. He trusted the man to keep his word about his pack being a safe place and neutral to all. Or at least thats what he understood from the bits he heard and had been told. He would only apologize for his terrible mood. "Apologies for my terrible mood tonight....." and then sounds of a real fight breaking out turned his head. It snapped fast to ensure it wasn't one of his charges as well as a rise of his hackles and defensive measures already in his mind. Only for his hackles to lower again as he noted it wasn't their wolves. A step was taken back as he figured Artorias would take care if this while his other two wolves were taking care of Gil at the moment.

A sigh passed his lips and he stayed where he was with saga. If Haydee didn't stay then she would be the only Familiar face to Bae-Syl tonight.

"Speech!"


As his best friend and personal medic, Lucette is allowed to enter Bae-Syl's threads as she sees fit. That being said Bae-Syl is her self appointed protector and might enter threads with her in them to ensure her safety.



Bellatrix

"Little Things Add Up"

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Asena

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06-16-2024, 02:35 AM
Bellatrix Ravenwood

The grin she had for Art never faltered. She looked up to him, he was wise and held values she definitely agreed with. He wasn't her dad, but she could definitely see taking his advice to heart the way she did with Beau. Her short tail wagged, and Haydee made an appearance causing her smile to grow more. She might get to see her dads! Not only that but she view Haydee as a friend. She kept the grin as Haydee greeted Art and laid her offerings. Only she moved off and Trixy's smile dropped and her head cocked. Haydee seemed off.

She was about to excuse herself to go ask what was wrong when something she didn't expect happened as sir artorias made a speech which had her ear cocked to it, there was movement made. Two large males went and were seeming to try to shove a splotchy male away, as he had made a move to speak to Haydee, who seemed to be either scared of or trying hard to avoid. She wasn't exactly caught up on all the goings on.

Her face was puzzled, even as a large Polar bear, a strange thing to see, marched towards Art and introduced herself. Wow, definitely a strange thing. She caught the words though she looked more to Artorias. The question on her face of what was going on. Why her friend was leaving and the male was being attempted to be removed. What had she missed? God's she was so out of the loop.

She saw the rainbow male as he moved to them as well. But there was a fight moment later. This was definitely alot. Her ears pinned. Maybe she could catch Haydee and get the story. She gave Art a apologetic look as she wordlessly excused herself with her paws on the move. She wanted to catch haydee before she made it too far. If she failed maybe Artorias would explain it when he had more time and less stuff going on.

This festival was seeming to go awry, and she felt for sir Artorias. He was supposed to have neutral grounds here and now had some stuff to sort out. She did feel safe though still so her smile returned as she went to try to catch up to Haydee.

-temporary exit of Bellatrix unless stopped-

"Talk"
Say come on and show the world who you really are




Dusk

The Hallows
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Samhain 2022
06-16-2024, 07:23 AM

Rage. Pure, unadulterated rage. It was the only way to describe the intense inferno that swirled within the obsidian woman. Her long pelt stood on end, bristling and extending like midnight quills around the armor that ran down the length of her back. She was incensed. Not even Sitri could calm her. The instant that the crowd came together with the acrid tinge of heightened emotion, her nerves were set on edge. How dare they? She tried... gods, how she tried... but in the end, Dusk couldn't sit idly by.

The antlered nightmare leaped upon one of the thicker logs waiting to be burned, placing herself above others so that all eyes could be on her. She unfurled her long, prehensile tail, the deadly, glittering blade of Whisper the cat-o-nine-tails glimmering in the flickering firelight. The fiery gems ate up the flames as though starved. There was no mistaking her anger for anything else and they would feel its bite.

"Get. Out." She snarled through clenched teeth. Eyes akin to flecks of magma blazed as her gaze drifted to each face around her. Most were foreign wolves, but some were members of The Hallows. "You were invited here under the promise of peace and you've broken that promise." Some of them hadn't even been invited. Why was there a fucking bear here?

Dusk continued, a snarl in each word. "This is a time of great importance for our family. A time that we CHOSE to share with you. A time of remembrance and togetherness. My grandmother, founder of The Hallows, would be rolling in her grave because of this." Teeth flashed, illuminated by the flickering fire, making Dusk look more like the gargoyle that she called herself than ever before. "You allowed your selfishness and your ego's to rule you like lowly dogs and I will NOT forget it."

"Those of you intent upon following your baser urges and breaking the rules of The Hallows... I'll give you once chance to escort yourselves out. If I have to walk you to the border, you'll regret it." Again, a growl rippled from the fae's chest, lips curling to bare her teeth once more. "Get. Out." Dusk meant fucking business.

"Dusk"

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Bramble

The Hallows
Envoy

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Bunni

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Samhain 2022
06-16-2024, 07:48 AM (This post was last modified: 06-17-2024, 08:09 PM by Bramble. Edited 1 time in total.)

Embraced in Tate, Bramble is happy. She now can enjoy the bonfire just how she imagined it. Or so that was what she thought… From the corner of her eye, she sees Mercury and Sirius make their way through the crowd. Why were those two doing anything together? Bramble’s brows are quick to knit together until she watches them attempt to shove the Raid King around. Her head cants, confused and annoyed. If it hadn’t been for the Polaris members moving away, trying to go unnoticed and not succeeding, Bramble wouldn’t have done anything.

She steps away from Tate, about to head over to the Polaris members to see why they were making a hasty exit. The tension beginning to grow palpable over the crowd as others begin to notice as well. There is a growing commotion happening and she worries it will ruin the night.

A sigh escapes her as her ears catch the booming tenor of Dusk. Fuck. Bramble thinks to herself as she whirls around to witness her sister commanding those wishing to break rules to leave. No, no, Dusky, please not like this. Bramble pleads in her mind as she changes gears and heads over to stop her sister from continuing on her rant or even worse - attempting to forcefully escort anyone out of territory.

One quick glance around, hoping no one is deterred by the commanding voice that now fades into the embers of the growing fire, Bramble approaches Dusk from the side. “Dusk, the bonfire is growing. Please, will you step down before you singe your fur?” Bramble’s voice is gentle, empathetic, but urgent as her bright teal eyes seek to meet the fiery orbs of her sister. “Let me try and diffuse the situation before we seek out force,” again, Bramble’s voice is gentle, but urging, a sternness as she tries to get her sister to silently understand. If they didn’t want the night to be totally ruined, it would be best they avoid violence. If she could attempt a diplomatic route, the night could proceed as it should…

table coding by bunni ♥

bramble's companions are to be assumed near her unless stated otherwise.



You're not feeling so well...

Pythia

Raiders Hollow
Moppet

Advanced Healer (60)

Intermediate Intellectual (50)

age
Pup
gender
Female
gems
35
size
Extra large
build
Balanced
posts
43
player
Bunni
06-16-2024, 08:17 AM



Sakana’s words fill her ears as she reaches out to touch a piece of wood. The dry earthy smell is interesting and overwhelming. “Fire is the hot stuff that hurts when I touch it?” She asks for confirmation, face tilting upward toward where she heard his voice, but her pale eyes never really reaching his gaze. Allowing him to push guide her away from the unlit bonfire, Pythia is content to mingle near Sakana when Lyra comes up to them.

The lick to her cheek brings a torn expression to Pythia. Half pleased to be near her sibling, but also disgruntled by the sudden touching she couldn’t see. “Of course, ” Pythia replies, tone curt and matter of fact as usual. Placing her rump on the ground, Pythia continues to use her nose to sniff out her surroundings. There were so many wolf scents that it was near impossible to pick out who was who.

Just as she’s about to ask Sakana to start describing things to her, she hears the scurry of Lyra moving away. Voices around her become hushed and once the rippling snarl from her brother, Tarnish, lights the air, she feels her own paws no longer on the ground. Scruffed by Sakana and carried back toward the safety of Modesty and Jael, Pythia doesn’t resist. “Sakana, mothers, what is going on? ” Pythia inquires as she is placed back upon the ground out of harm’s way.


"speech"



* giving nacho & having permission from nacho to pp Sakana/other raiders to move pythia as needed

Pythia is completely blind.



You're not feeling so well...

Delphi

Hemlock
Curator

Master Healer (285)

Master Fighter (350)

An icon representing the specialty Poison Master Poison Master

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
28
size
Extra small
build
Balanced
posts
450
player
Bunni

Rapid Poster - GoldWordyUnderachieverCritical Fail!
06-16-2024, 08:30 AM

As Strai sits beside her with that charming, toothy grin, Delphi laughs and relaxes a little. “Sounds like we should wait until we can sneak off, hm?” She teases back, leaning to rest her shoulder against his foreleg. Watching the festivities around them, Delphi listens as Artorias addresses the crowd and she comes to learn what tonight was about. Instantly, a tear forms in her eyes as the memories of her mother come to the surface. Before the night was offer, she would go make her offering to the fire.

Not long after Artorias had finished, it appeared tensions would rise. Commotion would begin as Sirius approached the Raid King with another Hallows in tow, two boys began to scuffle elsewhere, and then one of Art’s daughters started to inform anyone breaking rules would need to leave or she would make them. Both her brows would rise as her gaze shifts over the crowd. Her nerves begin to tingle as she spies Erik and the younger wolves from Hemlock. “I’ll return shortly,” Delphi whispers to Strai as she rises to her paws and makes her way to the wolves she is in charge of.

Finding each of them, whether they were together or alone, Delphi speaks to them quietly. “We do not need to leave yet, but do not engage,” Delphi speaks sternly, unworried about Lumine, Erik, or Styrmir starting anything unless someone were to bother the Hemlock wolves. It is Steig and Bjorn that she gives pointed looks to. Not that they were trouble makers, but she wouldn’t doubt they would go for a good brawl given the chance. “If I catch any of you mucking about, I’ll let Artorias toss you in the prison,” Delphi warns, her toying smirk edged with something far more serious.

With her alpha duties finished, the imp turns and makes her way back to Strai. Plopping down between his front legs, she leans up to lick at his chin before settling into the grass. At least they would get a show with their dinner.




You're not feeling so well...

Bancha

Obscura
Wayfarer

Master Healer (240)

Master Navigator (250)

age
1 Year
gender
Other
gems
5
size
Small
build
Light
posts
67
player
Bunni
06-16-2024, 08:43 AM
Bancha is a social wolf that is typically unbothered by little. He, of course, feels feelings and experiences the typical wave of emotions that all wolves did, but tonight seemed to be different. Where he would normally wander off to introduce himself to someone new, he felt overwhelmed. There were so many wolves here and with this not being his home, he didn’t know where safety would be.

His brain attempts to calm him as Artorias addresses the crowd. He listens respectfully and watches as wolves from all over go to pay their respects to the dead. It is then that he sees Bowen wander up with a branch that she places into the wood. Bancha’s eyes widen a moment as his tail begins to wag until he sees the look on her face. She’s… so sad. No one else seemed to notice her and he wasn’t sure if it was because she was so small, this wasn’t actually her home, or if it was because of the commotion beginning to break out elsehwhere.

With voices starting to rise in volume, Bancha didn’t waste any more time rushing over to Bowen. Sad or not, he would help comfort his friend and hopefully they would stay out of the way. Slipping into the darkness beside her, Bancha curls up close and licks a tear away from her cheek. “Bowen, I’m sorry you’re sad. Can I come be with you? Is that alright?” He whispers, his own eyes watering for her loss.

BANCHA


as an adult, bancha will prefer they/them but until he's matured, he/him is fine too!



Calliope

Raiders Hollow
The Powder Monkey

Master Fighter (393)

Master Intellectual (290)

An icon representing the specialty Unarmed Unarmed

An icon representing the specialty Bard Bard

age
1 Year
gender
Female
gems
3
size
Dire wolf
build
Balanced
posts
180
player
Bunni
06-17-2024, 08:29 PM

Wolves walk by, but none are of much interest to her. Puppies dart in and away, mostly ignoring her because well, she'd been gone since before they were even conceived. Would her own littermates recognize her now that she'd grown and experienced the world? Eh, not that she gave two shits what they thought anyway.

A few of the more attractive males do force her gaze to linger longer than others. How tempting it would be to try and steal them away from their dates... Calliope barely hears the words echoing out over the plains as Artorias speaks to them all. Her mind is still wondering about how lovely it would be to work her magic.

Oh, what was this? Suddenly, she notices Gilgamesh is no longer tucked away with Modesty behind her.

Her gaze flicks over to her father, chin turning to watch as he saunters rather calmly over to the small girl that seems so familiar. Calliope's piercing gaze falls on Haydee, trying to place a paw on how she knew the girl. Wait, that's right. She's father's enemy number one. This should be fun! That all too familiar sensation of adrenaline begins to seep through her as she watches her father lower his face toward the girl.

Oh, but what's this?! Two wolves, a hunk and some old fart attempting to cut him off? Calliope's eyebrows raise, ears alert and tail thumping against the ground. "Kick their asses," Calliope whispers, attention switching back to notice Haydee starting to slink off and away from the commotion between Gilgamesh and the two wolves. "No, sweetie, I don't think so," she hisses under her breath as she pushes up onto her ivory paws. Whatever her father would want from the girl, Calliope was determined to assist in helping him achieve it.

Taking long strides to cover the distance between herself and Haydee quickly, Calliope lowers her head, snaking through the crowd as if no one else existed. Honing in on her target, she crouches further to better match the height of the extra-small girl attempting to escape. Her teeth clack together quickly, loud and aggressive as she lets out a threatening growl. "You won't be getting away this time," Calliope calls out, her words a near cackle.

When she nears Haydee, Calliope reaches out to try and grab ahold of Haydee by the scruff. As if the girl were a pup, nothing too damaging for now, but just enough to carry her out of the territory and back home.

Calliope Fallen
table coding by bunni ♥

Calliope vs Haydee for FORCE CLAIM
Round 1/?
Age: Over 1
Size: Dire wolf
Build: Balanced
Skills: Master Fighter & Master Intellectual
Specialty: Unarmed
Items: Using Lucky Rabbit's Foot located on Bunni OOC

Warning: Calliope is callous, rude, and unpredictable. Do NOT expect nice things from her.



You're not feeling so well...

Siduri

Raiders Hollow
The Scion

Master Healer (245)

Master Fighter (240)

An icon representing the specialty Anatomist Anatomist

An icon representing the specialty Knight Knight

age
2 Years
gender
Female
gems
30
size
Medium
build
Light
posts
191
player
Res
06-18-2024, 12:13 AM

By all accounts, Siduri was late to the party. If you asked her, however, she arrived just in time. Mismatched eyes watched as her father was ganged up on. No good. Her gaze then shifted to see her sister challenging the former leader of Ethne. Again her gaze shifted to see the lumbering form of the bear; the new leader of Not-Ethne. That familiar spark of rage caught within the girl like tinder and soon she was blazing with anger. That was the bitch that had almost killed her father. A fucking bear. She knew what to do.

With a snarl, the armored fae began moving forward, making no secret of hiding her approach. The crowd parted for her with some help from her snappy little badgers. A guttural growl reverberated through the pale wolf's scaled throat. "You'll pay for what you did to my father, beast." With speed and agility on her side, Siduri rushed forward, straight towards the bears face. Jaws open wide, she sought to sink her teeth into the bears drooping jowls while each badger moved to latch themselves onto each front foot to keep the ursine from lashing out.

"Siduri"



Siduri vs Saga for Minor Maim (Facial Scarring)
Round 1/2
Age: Over 1
Size: Medium
Build: Light
Offensive Battle Accessory: Steel Claw Bracers
Defensive Battle Accessory: Steel Armor
Companion 1: American Badger, Female, Battle
Companion 2: American Badger, Male, Battle
Mutation 1: Chest scales - Defensive
Skills: Master Healer & Master Fighter
Specialty: Knight




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