The days closing in and im dying out
Exhaling the oxygen into the solitude air the forms of whisps race out in search of another; before deceasing into the other land of immortality. What would it be like on that other side. Is it like all say? alone in the hells of your nightmare afraid of your own shadows? Nothing but a chuckle would escape the large maw of the huge brute. Echoing through the silence of the atmosphere. Was there anyone spying on this Siarvon? checking out his dominant posture and the way he moves?
Icy hues scan the area covering relentless distance of nothing. Nothing at all. But thats the thing. This muscular creature knows someones here; waiting to seak him out and evaluate his weaknesses and strengths. He was here. In the lands of Ludicael. Oh the satisfaction that would bolt across the skeletal spine reaching this place. Its time. All he had to do is wait. Siarvon knew that someones scented him out.. his alluring musky scent would trail behind as he tread forth. Inches away from stepping into there territory he tensed. no, he's not a stupid man; he knows what he has to do and just simply wait for a lucky soul to seek him out.
Patrolling the borders, Aria was checking for any trespassers, sniffing the borders for others. She would go over the lines, straying from the pack's lands to look for anything outside the borders then come back and sniff along the inside.
She didn't linger on the borders too long in one spot, paws carried her on, wanting to get most of the borders checked out before she went on some other duty. Aria was trying to do as much as she could, taking more work so that the Sol could relax and not stress herself or the pups. She needed to be well fed and keep her strength up if she wanted to bare strong and healthy pups.
A few minutes of this seemed to pass in boredom until something caused her to come to a stop, she sniffed the air carefully, the breeze bringing the scent of a stranger into her nose. Emerald orbs narrowed as she scanned the terrain, following the direction of the wind. From this she determined that the wolf did not pass the borders and was trespassing. Good, less trouble for him.
She moved quickly, paws skimming over the earth, moving between the trees. His scent was getting stronger, and as she got closer to the point where she could see his dark body appearing, she slowed down into a walk. She held her head p, ears pointed forward. Even though she held a high rank she wasn't the type to throw it out there, just show some small signs of it.
Greetings sir, how may I help you on this fine day? She asked in a kind tone, shaking her head briefly to dismiss a leaf that landed between her ears. Aria had come up just a few feet to the male before stopping, stump of a tail wiggling behind her as she watched the male in curiousity.
"normal.
talk.
think.
you."
The woman spoke her request so it was only polite to answer. The thing with this large brute is that his manners can be.. well.. of. Parting the ebony lips carbon dioxide filled the air in the grasp of freedom. " greetings m'lady. The names Siavon. Im here to start fresh.. to be part of something more.. perhaps you could help me?" The deep tones of the mans voice echoed the area in a satisfying quench. The hint of Italian tops it all of; being a rouge gets you places, learns you things. And italian for this guy was one of them.
Looking over this woman was.. interesting. For starters her tails been ripped of, not just the end of it, i mean ripped of.. by a fight perhaps? Two scars are also formatted on the womans delicate visage; slitting over her Emerald hues. A lot would think its not a very attractive thing to look at but to him its pretty god damn unique. This woman did not specify her name so the handsome man could just simply nod in respect. Oh how the look of her triggered something in his brain. So many memorys. But the face is not exactly known. Not clear enough. The woman was on heat; its a good thing that Siarvon can control his actions instead of creating a sin. Women need to be careful. Theres so many that would take to the oppurtunity before fleeing. His posture remains strong. Not moving any closer to the woman keeping a respectable distance between the two. Those eyes. Those eys beam towards him as if giving sign. A sign he can not understand. no yet.
The angelic woman stepped with fluid grace towards the pair, her lithe muscles moving one paw before the other, feminine hips swaying sensually until she stood within plain view. Her beautiful face held her angular cheekbones and dainty maw in a way that stopped men short and entranced them. Her long tail swept through the air slowly, brushing against her tall heels and setting the pair of raven's feathers dancing in the created breeze. She waited there, for acknowledgement of presence, an angel walking the earth. Her scent was heavenly, lavendar and ginger. It would move throughout the air towards the others, and alert them to the presence of the beautiful maiden.
Aria took in the male, emerald orbs running over his body. Some would have thought she was checking him out, taking in his handsome appearance. Any other time she would have most likely been doing that but right now she was just looking at what she had on her paws. This male, he was large, his coat a mixture of different shades of brown. Then his eyes, an icy blue.
Her head tilted to the side as she stood there taking him in, something about him felt oddly familiar, as if she had seen him before. She could not figure it out though and in those few moments of thought a serious look replaced her friendliness. His voice broke her thoughts, blinking her eyes a few times before refocusing on him. Greetings m'lady. The names Siavon. I'm here to start fresh.. to be part of something more.. perhaps you could help me? Her brow raised at his deep voice hinted with a familiar language she had heard from another wolf. She did not know the language but she did not how it affected ones speech.
Clearing her throat Aria shook her head before smiling at the male, she would try thinking about who he was in a moment, right now she needed to introduce herself and Ludicael's way to this male, Siarvon. Hello Siarvon, I am Aria. I am the Borealis of Ludicael, its Beta female. I am happy to hear that your interested in starting a new life with us.
The Borealis was about to ask the male a question but the appearance of another shifted her attention, falling upon a female walking up to them. She held her head high, dipping it when the female had done so respectfully. Greetings ma'am, I am Aria, the Borealis or Beta of the Ludicael pack. Are you also seeking to start a new life here? She asked curiously yet holding a friendly tone, she spoke as if she was a friend, not thinking herself higher than this woman.
She could not help but let her gaze stray from the woman and back onto Siarvon, there was something about him, tugging at her insides. It feels as though I know him, but, I just can't remember how. She thought, a sigh escaping her lips as she turned her gaze back onto the female, waiting for a response.
"normal.
talk.
think.
you."
Exhaling the bitter chills the ribcage expanded making him look bigger then he actually was. A giant almost. "Aria..." hmm the words where a splendid sound to reveal from the parted maw once again after the years. Shaking the large cranium the brute would flicker the icys blue gaze to the albino mistress stepping into view and out of the grasp of the sinister shadows. A nod with acknoweledgement would be presented in respect of this womans appearance.
But the thoughts came flooding back in so suddenly crushing against the skull with many mystery's. Siarvon lost his memory. He lost EVERY bit of it. How could he remember an old friend? The large paws hit the ground once before waiting. Waiting for anything at all.
Her attention was turned towards the brute of a male, fur a riot of browns and eyes like the spring sky. He reminded her much of someone back home, but it did not matter, that someone was dead now. Once again, she opened her mouth to introduce herself, and greet the man politely. Ah, an Italian I find. Native tongue, or something picked up on the run? The dame chuckled, the tinkling sound like a thousand tiny bells and the song of a mockingbird. Might I ask thine name? As you already know mine. She asked, a smile on her face once more. She took a few steps to be within equal distance between the two, and moved swiftly onto her haunches. Curling her long, thick tail over her powerful paws, she lifted one of the ivory pedestals from it's embrace to caress the raven feathers lovingly. They were the only thing she had left, a pair of feathers from a bird that was only so common. She sighed, and cast her depthless, consuming gaze onto the other wolves. She waited there, keeping the sorrow from her eyes as best she could as she awaited what was to occur next.
Ears perked up as the female spoke, her voice silky and low, holding a hint of a foreign language. She confirmed Aria's question, looking to join Ludicael and start a new life. But then she gave her name and the sandy-brown shewolf had a slightly puzzled look upon her face. It was long and unusual but beautiful, she liked it. Aurora Porcelain Anima Lunashka, mainly going by Aurora. She gave a nod of her head to this, keeping the full name in her head but more so focusing on her first.
Before the Borealis could chime in the shewolf had turned her attention to Siarvon, noting his accent and then asking for his name. She would allow them to exchange names before he popped back in to tell them about the laws and expectations of Ludicael. For now though she would think about this male, try to figure out why his name sounded familiar.
Aria went through her memories, trying to pick out which ones might lead to her knowing this male. Her becoming Borealis, meeting new wolves here and there, joining Ludicael, being a loner... meeting a male and female. Those two, they must have something to do with this guy. She wondered but continued on through her memories, going back to when she was a with her family, her parents and Halis. Eyes narrowed when she reached this part, somewhere during that time she had run into a male pup a few times, same muddy coat as Siarvon. Could this be...?
Focusing hard on these memories she carefully picked through them, going every moment she could possibly remember. That pup, she had played with him a few times but could not quite remember his name. Jump forward, she is older and still meeting up with the boy, going farther from her home to play with him and explore. Forward, there is a female following him, obviously doesn't like Aria. Then it hit her, the female, trying to scare her off, threatening the sandy-brown female to leave the male alone or else.
That bit... She silenced her thoughts as she remember the female tearing off most of Aria's tail and giving her the scars on her face for not leaving the guy alone, Siarvon. Remembering when she had to take care of her mother who suddenly got ill, then when she finally passed the male and female had left the lands.
Well I'll be damned. She finally chuckled, shaking her head at this sudden realization. Siarvon, it's good to see you again! I can't believe I almost forgot you! She barked, moving close to the male and giving him a playful shove with her shoulder, lips pulling back in a large toothy grin. It was really great to see him again, she never imagined she would run into him again, especially like this. Immediately she began to go through the memories, the good times they had together when they were younger.
"normal.
talk.
think.
you."
It was then another chime would bewitch the air; chanting the air with the words Siarvon was dying to hear." Ah so you do still remember me! its about time i see a familiar face around these parts. This area is.. strange. It must be if you've made yourself at home here, ay? is your mother doing well?" A laugh would escape at the end of his speech, how could it be, the possibility's of finding her? Aria.
Doesnt she look different? so much more..feminine.Even with the unique scaring and the loss of the long silken tail. What had happened for her to recieve these? Siarvon never got the chance to ask before he left. Maybe it was just at a bad days hunting. The twin pools switched to the two females in curiosity.