Vacationing
11-27-2015, 12:11 AM
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11-27-2015, 05:32 PM
With winter came the promise of cold and scarce prey. A fact that Jakart was prepared to live with for however long that was. Last years winter was a long one, the nip of cold proceeding far into the next season, and so likewise he expected the same to happen this year. It was a simple process, and one that had changed last year with the meeting of the she wolf who strode right beside him now. Jakart looked at Callisto, paws sore and weariness in his mismatched gaze. Ever since she had reentered his life Jakart has made it his mission to keep the healer happy and content even if it meant she was using him. He knew that to be true even if she wouldn't admit it if asked, but it was the loss of his sisters to pack life that drew him to protect the well being of another.
And so Callisto's cat Belladonna came to him one day when winter had just started it's decent from the sky to blanket the land with its chill. A few days of wallowing in the snow and scavenging rodents in the shrubbery of the Fern Gulley was enough to convince him to leave, small game now hibernating and elusive. Callisto mentioned a move down south, and Jakart eagerly complied. It was a few hours to gather up his brothers and begin the journey, his siblings remaining strangely auiet after they had called Lior at the border of Donostrea and told her of the move. Everyone was carrying herbs during the trek, no doubt Callisto was grateful for such help when being seperated from valuable and rare medicinal plants. The grey wolf had departed with Callisto and continued down south, leaving his brothers and Callisto's herbs stashed safely in the territory where his parents were buried.
It was after crossing the land bridge that he had first noticed the sustained warmth. All the green and trees and above all else, Callisto's attitude. A few more miles of wandering and the place the two wolves and cat found themselves in was awash in shrubbery, bright petals obscured by twisting green vines all spread about across the earth. Jakart stood at the edge of the forest, silent as he stood next to Callisto and taking in the vegetation. Such a bounty to behold. His ears flicked at Bella's words, gaze turning to Callisto expectantly and ready to help in any way he could.
And so Callisto's cat Belladonna came to him one day when winter had just started it's decent from the sky to blanket the land with its chill. A few days of wallowing in the snow and scavenging rodents in the shrubbery of the Fern Gulley was enough to convince him to leave, small game now hibernating and elusive. Callisto mentioned a move down south, and Jakart eagerly complied. It was a few hours to gather up his brothers and begin the journey, his siblings remaining strangely auiet after they had called Lior at the border of Donostrea and told her of the move. Everyone was carrying herbs during the trek, no doubt Callisto was grateful for such help when being seperated from valuable and rare medicinal plants. The grey wolf had departed with Callisto and continued down south, leaving his brothers and Callisto's herbs stashed safely in the territory where his parents were buried.
It was after crossing the land bridge that he had first noticed the sustained warmth. All the green and trees and above all else, Callisto's attitude. A few more miles of wandering and the place the two wolves and cat found themselves in was awash in shrubbery, bright petals obscured by twisting green vines all spread about across the earth. Jakart stood at the edge of the forest, silent as he stood next to Callisto and taking in the vegetation. Such a bounty to behold. His ears flicked at Bella's words, gaze turning to Callisto expectantly and ready to help in any way he could.
12-17-2015, 08:13 PM
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12-18-2015, 05:54 PM
With a dip of his head Jakart would look down at the blooming herb beneath him, eyes narrowing to try and get a closer inspection. The males breath fogged into the crisp air as he drew back with a loud yawn and blinked. In a few weeks time perhaps the surrounding scenery would no long be so lush once winters more severe chill drifted down from the north. This garden of vegetation and trees would however remain untouched by snow for now, only the passage of time would tell just how hard this southern land would be claimed by winter. His thoughts turned to his brothers and wondered just how they were fairing with the weather along with his sisters in Donostrea. Jakart sought to catch up to Callisto, the healer having walked a bit ahead as he was busy inspected the greenery.
Her voice brought his attention forward as she stopped and turned. Already the male could see her features were busy trying to hide some and he came to a stop a few paces away. Something was up, Callisto saying that they needed to talk. Not sure at what else to do at the sudden predicament she brought to him Jakart took a seat and nervously tucked his tail around a hind leg. "Alright..." He voiced with uncertainty, mind racing at the possibilities of what she wanted to talk about. Was she revealing an ulterior purpose for coming down here? He didn't think she had ever been down this far south. But then again, how did she know to come here with a place that held such bounty. Had it been by chance? Jakart gave a quick glance at Belladonna to try and gauge the cat's reaction. He had so many questions, biting his tongue and letting Callisto say whatever was on her mind.
Her voice brought his attention forward as she stopped and turned. Already the male could see her features were busy trying to hide some and he came to a stop a few paces away. Something was up, Callisto saying that they needed to talk. Not sure at what else to do at the sudden predicament she brought to him Jakart took a seat and nervously tucked his tail around a hind leg. "Alright..." He voiced with uncertainty, mind racing at the possibilities of what she wanted to talk about. Was she revealing an ulterior purpose for coming down here? He didn't think she had ever been down this far south. But then again, how did she know to come here with a place that held such bounty. Had it been by chance? Jakart gave a quick glance at Belladonna to try and gauge the cat's reaction. He had so many questions, biting his tongue and letting Callisto say whatever was on her mind.
12-23-2015, 01:53 AM
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12-29-2015, 01:49 PM
The male's paws ached to get moving again. This sudden stall in their venture wasn't doing him or Callisto any good. Herbs needed to be picked, roots dug up and nooks explored. Already he could see a brightly petaled bloom with thorns along the stems right past his oncemate. Did Callisto know all of these herbs before them, their uses and applications? He was about to speak and break the minute silence Callisto had brought before them with her pause and voice words of his own. Mainly about what they should be doing about gathering said herbs if it was her purpose to pick some or just see what was where in this place.
But no. She brought up a subject far from his mind now that her season was done and over with. The healer voiced that she was done with his services the next time her body became ready to bare children. Did that mean they would stop seeing each other as lovers and as friends again. A step back in their strange relationship, sure, but as Jakart came to grips with the weight of her words he simply sat and reflected. Was it something he had done? Had he hurt her unknowingly? Anything he could do better? He told himself not to ask Callisto these things and kept quiet, gaze softening as all the tension his body was harboring was suddenly released in a quick breath. So that was it, Callisto not following up by asking that he leave her company, but if anything he would tread even lighter now.
"No," He voiced simply. "It won't be." With that surprise matter settled Jakart would amble forwards past Callisto and went up to the bush he spotted a moment ago and turned back to look at his ex lover. "Do you have an idea what this could be used for?" Broken hearts for one, or a sign of affection. He'd seen roses before, and like their meaning his feelings for Callisto were just as confused now. No matter, for she did not dismiss him and the grey wolf would remain in her company until told otherwise.
But no. She brought up a subject far from his mind now that her season was done and over with. The healer voiced that she was done with his services the next time her body became ready to bare children. Did that mean they would stop seeing each other as lovers and as friends again. A step back in their strange relationship, sure, but as Jakart came to grips with the weight of her words he simply sat and reflected. Was it something he had done? Had he hurt her unknowingly? Anything he could do better? He told himself not to ask Callisto these things and kept quiet, gaze softening as all the tension his body was harboring was suddenly released in a quick breath. So that was it, Callisto not following up by asking that he leave her company, but if anything he would tread even lighter now.
"No," He voiced simply. "It won't be." With that surprise matter settled Jakart would amble forwards past Callisto and went up to the bush he spotted a moment ago and turned back to look at his ex lover. "Do you have an idea what this could be used for?" Broken hearts for one, or a sign of affection. He'd seen roses before, and like their meaning his feelings for Callisto were just as confused now. No matter, for she did not dismiss him and the grey wolf would remain in her company until told otherwise.
01-01-2016, 09:38 PM
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