Any and all Tortugans?

Elli hadn't been a Tortuga wolf very long but she was already starting to fit her way into the pack. The girl did frequent patrols as well as gathering herbs (since she had not met this young healer she was to train yet) and hunting to build up caches for the pack as well. A smile seemed to always grace her muzzle as she tried to find her notch in the pack. She wanted that one job where she knew that she fit in. The light and almost golden colored girl had found herself running the borders at that time as she marked them with her scent and the strong scent of Tortuga. No wolf would dare cross their borders on her watch and if they did they would pay for it.


Her paw pads were bleeding but she could deal with that later with some ergot to ward off her paw from infections and some cobwebs for a few hours and she would be good. For now she couldn't let something so silly get in the way of her duty. That was the most important thing to her at that time. Her duty. Her eyes kept a close watch as she waited for something, anything to happen on her watch to further prove her worth.

"We'll be kings and queens in this dream," The newly ranked summer child would be wandering among the borders, patrolling for any sign of threat, as he had learned of the laws of the pack quickly after joining. The mocha man's paws would skim the ice as he threaded the land, getting used to the cold ground beneath his paws. He was actually beginning to like the cold. It intrigued him, and so did the frosty breath from his own maw. He had begun to learn the names and uses of herbs, as well as how to hunt in the frosty climate in Tortugan territory, and how to fight opponents. He would smile as he marked the boundary, just to strength the markers. Trespassers were not welcomed in Tortuga, but wolves seeking to join, like he had, would wait upon the border for a wolf to arrive and tend to their needs. Any trespasser was to be chased out of the lands. Honey gaze would scan the opposite side of the border for any life, and when nothing would stir, he gave a small grunt as he turned, his paws slipping and he stumbled, catching himself. A smile would grow on his inky lips as the man gave a push with his paws, sliding forth with his claws leaving ruts in the ice. "Aha! Alas, I have mastered the ice!" As he spoke, a smell would break onto his maw, causing him to buckle and stop on the ice, landing on his stomach. He recoiled from the cold before his honey gaze would settle on another Tortugan femme. "I don't believe we have encountered each other yet, lass?" She was an European wolf from the looks of it, and likely new to the pack, as he had already met the ranks of the smaller pack of Tortuga. He gave a playful smile before he would pad towards the femme, leaving the icy surface he had just been sliding all over behind. He would sit, his banister curling about his paws as he awaited an answer from the damsel. Walk, "Talk", 'Think'

Elli had been very mindful and so she stiffened, her head spinning and her ears pricked when she heard the voice. I have mastered the ice. She rolled her eyes as she pushed to see who it was that was talking. She wanted to know, at the very least, if he was of Tortuga and if he was what he did in the pack. The McKenzie Tundra Wolf saw the man in front of her as he stated the obvious about them not meeting. "I am new to Tortuga dear. I'm Elli Morganna Silenci and I am a guardian. I also am supposed to be teaching a wolf who aspires to be a healer though I have not had the pleasure of meeting them yet." She introduced herself.


The man was about her age, maybe a season or two younger than her but still as important to the pack. That was the glory of it, it was that they were all important to the pack. "What is your name dear?" She asked in the way she normally addressed wolves. She often used the term 'dear'.

"all for one, and one for all," "What is your name, dear?" The femme's voice reverberated in his ears as the mocha man would give a small chuckle. He was one to introduce himself, but this femme just made him chuckle in the way she spoke. Perhaps it was the fact that she was about the same age as he, and she sounded so... Serious. "Before I introduce myself, Ancillary, how about you lighten up a little bit, okay?" He would stand, watching the femme intently for any reactions as more lyrics would pour from his inky lips. "They call me August Kalendae, but a nickname for myself that I commonly go by is Gus." The man would give a wide toothy grin of playfulness before he cleared his throat, awaiting the damsel's reply to his comment, especially about her rank of Ancillary. This woman smelled of herbs, so perhaps she specialized in healing. It did not matter to the man as his honey colored gaze would settle upon the tundra wolf. Walk, "Talk", 'Think'

Elli took a step back, almost offended when she was told to lighten up. Oh yes, it was quite clear that he did not know her. He referred to her rank of Ancillary and she just grinned. "Yes, do refer to me by my rank oh 'ice master'." She teased softly, her light amber eyes shining with disdain. "But do not tell me to lighten up." She warned the man with a dreadful look held to her eyes. She glanced at him with a shrewd look, she was far too confident for her own good.


"What rank are you, or are you just an Ancillary as me? Also, do not lie to me. As being trained in the healing arts it is wise not to cross me." She gave one last warning to the younger lad before planting her rump firmly on the ground. She looked at him, waiting for some sort of reaction out of him. Was she trying to rile him up? possibly. Only possibly.

"We'll be kings and queens in this dream," "Indeed, I am an Ancillary, lass. As are you." The man gave the damsel a smirk of pure playfullness as he listened to her sharp rebuke about 'lightening up'. His orange auds would swivel forth as the wind howled, trying to block out the conversation. Paws would work on the ice to set the summer child down once more as he gave a sigh then spoke. "I am no master of the ice, not even close, unlike you, little lady. You seem to be from northern lands, unlike moi." The mocha hued man enjoyed speaking with a fake accent, easily distinguished from his normal voice. His ringed tail thumped on the ice playfully as a honey gaze would train themselves on the wired femme. "Why would I lie to my own packmate." As she retaliated in his comment about learning to heal, the mocha man gave a chuckle. "Calm down, I'm only messing with you. Healing is just as important as hunting and fighting, even I would agree with that." The summer child would watch as an ice shelf collapsed under its own weight. Winter was approaching quickly, and it chilled the man to think of it, but still, he was excited for his first winter season on his own. "So, where are you from, Miss Silenci?" Walk, "Talk", 'Think'

Elli listened with amusement as he went on to compliment her. Indeed she was from the north, though she preferred not to think of the sheer winds and blizzards that had tore through her kingdom. "We'll set a point straight right now. I do not heal by choice, the knowledge was forced upon me, in fact I rather despise the art as a whole, though I do not forget the importance of it." She stated when he went on upon how even healing was important. "I am only acting as a healer until I can properly train another." She further explained with a cold and steely gaze.


He asked where she was from but she preferred to remain rather a mystery. "My whereabouts before this interaction will forever be a mystery August Kalendae for I care not to explain the long and boring story that links me to finding Tortuga. You should really concern yourself more with the present. As for lying, one fact is that no matter what a wolf is to you, wolves lie. It does not matter if this wolf is a slave and talking to their master. It is even in our nature to lie about such things. Lying is just a form of hiding." She said once more, she seemed to be all bites that day, not caring to be sweet or sensitive as if she always was.

"We'll be kings and queens in this dream," The summer child would gave a playful grin as the femme would rebuke against his comment. Knowledge of healing forced upon the femme? She indeed is not of shape for a healer, more of a strong wolf for battle. "You sure don't seem to have the makings of a healer. More of a fighter, eh?" Ringed tail would wag playfully as the femme would continue with her speech. "So you're supposed to train another healer for now? I could use some herbal knowledge, if you wouldn't mind." As the damsel would reply to his answer, her voice became sharp. "Alright, I was just asking." The tundra femme would speak more, more about lies and how most wolves do so. "While I will agree to that, I would not lie to my own pack mates unless the world was going to collapse if I didn't." Honey gaze would settle on the femme, his haunches lowering to rest upon the surface of the ice. Walk, "Talk", 'Think'

Elli gave a soft nod as he spoke of her looking more of a fighter than a healer. It was indeed true as Elli had been eager to do as such. He also purposed that he learn some of the healing arts and it frankly surprised her that he would seek such knowledge. "Very well, I could teach you some of the basics dear. But if, and only if, we could spar afterwards. I'm afraid I haven't had a decent spar in a while and I need to be in the best shape I can be in." She said softly as she pushed herself up from a sitting position onto her four paws.


Her pale amber gaze examined the boy about her age. He seems fit enough to fight, though I cannot fathom why he would want to learn of healing. Perhaps it was so he never accidentally poisoned himself or something, she gave a small smile at the thought. She was kind in the beginning but her thoughts were not so kind. Needless to say she never acted upon them because that would be rude to wish suck a bad fate on a wolf who had done nothing to harm her. In the light of the Seven, help me. She have herself time for a silent prayer as she awaited an answer. She heard a response from him about lying. "Very well, I'll trust your word for now but I tend to be a very suspicious wolf."

"We'll be kings and queens in this dream," As the femme replied, and requested a spar, the summer child gave a swift nod. "Yes, if you would like. I wish to learn of herbs so I can know when a wolf is trying to poison me or kill me with some in some meat, as well as healing herbs, as it is requested that Tortugans know of so. If you'd like, I can show you some fighting tactics in return in our spar." The mocha pelted man would give a respectful nod as his wagging tail would slow. "Alright, I'm ready to go find herbs and learn about them. How about you?" As the femme stood, the male took it as a yes to his query, and also would push himself up onto his paws, his claws gripping the ice to maintain balance upon it. Honey gaze would settle onto the damsel as lyrics would pour from his lips. "Where are we going?" Walk, "Talk", 'Think'

The woman listened to his reasoning and it sounded like a good reason to know the herbs. It had saved her life a time or two but she'd never admit that to another soul. She drew a deep breathe when he asked the question of 'where are we going?' and with a sigh she started to respond. "What do you supposed we need if I am to teach you about healing?" She asked the question in an almost irritated tone as she started towards her herb den where she had been storing herbs. As much as she did not like it she was to be the acting healer until a new one was trained.