tell the world I'm coming home
10-02-2017, 07:45 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-21-2017, 04:17 PM by Angelus.)
Angelus stood on the divide between two worlds. Not literally of course; there wasn't some line in the sand that marked where the edges of Auster met the edges of Boreas, but he stood on what looked like the middle of the bifrost. If he took just a few more steps he would officially be in Boreas. It had been years since he'd been in the northern continent. He didn't feel any misgivings about going back, rather, he was afraid of what he was leaving behind. His father had decided to spend his golden years exploring the new continent and that was precisely what he was doing. Until now Angelus had traveled with him. He'd chosen to leave his father because he felt as those Boreas wasn't done with him yet, but he was afraid that while he was out seeking destiny the old man would kick it.
With a sigh the giant trudged across the border and made his way towards the main body of Boreas. It was his father who had insisted he do what he really wanted. 'Insisted' was putting it lightly as the old fart had bitten him on the rump and threatened to chase him the whole way there, but with his father's blessing Angel felt free to do what he wanted to do almost since leaving: go home. Perhaps one day he'd go back to the old man, or, better yet, if he managed to stake his own claim, bring Valentine back to Boreas.
As he walked Angel's demeanor brightened. Each step he took seemed to lift a weight off of him until he felt almost as if he were floating. This was where he belonged. He felt it in his bones. This was where he intended to make a name for himself. Wolves for generations would remember the name Angelus Imperialis. He would be bigger than his father.
10-10-2017, 08:17 AM
The long, glimmering sand-bridge that separated the two continents had always intrigued her. She'd heard tales that once it had never existed at all, that the two lands had been fully separate at one point, but the ever-changing ebb and flow of the sea had somehow made it come to fruition. She hadn't gotten the liberty to explore it yet, but now that she'd landed on Boreas' mainland she found herself gravitating to the long stretch of sand. Better to explore the place rather than simply admire it from afar - who knew what sort of treasures it might hold?
The lanky female moved with grace as she trekked down the beach, her gaze lifting from her forepaws to admire the horizon. The sea seemed to go on for eternity, despite the land that separated some of the sky from the water in the distance. Ambrosia's golden stare gleamed with admiration; her attention was only diverted when the figure of a stranger, standing towards the southern edge of the Bifrost, came into view. He seemed massive even from a distance, with a dark coat, and her interest was immediately piqued.
She made good time trekking across the bridge, unable to keep her gaze from straying from one side of the bridge to the next. Though she was still on land here, it felt like she was hovering over the sea itself - she felt at home surrounded by so much water, and she resisted the urge to paddle off the edge of the strip and go for a quick swim in the frigid waters. Her interest currently was in the male up ahead, wondering what he knew about these lands and its inhabitants, if anyone. It was about time she got some information out of someone instead of wandering blindly.
Ambrosia wore a simple smile as she drew closer, taking long strides toward the beast, noticing he was even larger than she'd expected him to be from a distance. The woman raised a brow in appreciation. "Ah, hello there," she called out gently, her voice touched with a slight accent that was difficult to place. His reaction to her simple greeting would likely tell her much of what she needed to know about him - and if she wanted to proceed with conversation or dive into the ocean and make her departure.
The lanky female moved with grace as she trekked down the beach, her gaze lifting from her forepaws to admire the horizon. The sea seemed to go on for eternity, despite the land that separated some of the sky from the water in the distance. Ambrosia's golden stare gleamed with admiration; her attention was only diverted when the figure of a stranger, standing towards the southern edge of the Bifrost, came into view. He seemed massive even from a distance, with a dark coat, and her interest was immediately piqued.
She made good time trekking across the bridge, unable to keep her gaze from straying from one side of the bridge to the next. Though she was still on land here, it felt like she was hovering over the sea itself - she felt at home surrounded by so much water, and she resisted the urge to paddle off the edge of the strip and go for a quick swim in the frigid waters. Her interest currently was in the male up ahead, wondering what he knew about these lands and its inhabitants, if anyone. It was about time she got some information out of someone instead of wandering blindly.
Ambrosia wore a simple smile as she drew closer, taking long strides toward the beast, noticing he was even larger than she'd expected him to be from a distance. The woman raised a brow in appreciation. "Ah, hello there," she called out gently, her voice touched with a slight accent that was difficult to place. His reaction to her simple greeting would likely tell her much of what she needed to know about him - and if she wanted to proceed with conversation or dive into the ocean and make her departure.
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10-13-2017, 07:49 PM
OOC: You up for an encounter with mutants?
With his head in the clouds and his sights set on the distance, Angelus was oblivious to the approach of the woman until her voice reached his ears. He turned to face her and, upon fixing his gaze on her, was noticeably surprised by what he saw. Her coloring was unusual, but nothing like the freaks of his childhood. If he were being honest she was actually very pretty, but it was hard to get over his initial gut feeling. From a young age Angel had been instilled with a wariness for unusual wolves. He remembered Dione and her kin, and the righteous rage the little green woman had lit in her father. He remembered the betrayal that had let to the siege.
But this woman was not Dione.
His surprised expression smoothed and became friendly and warm. He still retained a smidgen of wariness, but that was more out of habit than anything else. Angel was willing to give the stranger the benefit of the doubt. She seemed friendly enough. "Hello yourself," he boomed warmly.
With his head in the clouds and his sights set on the distance, Angelus was oblivious to the approach of the woman until her voice reached his ears. He turned to face her and, upon fixing his gaze on her, was noticeably surprised by what he saw. Her coloring was unusual, but nothing like the freaks of his childhood. If he were being honest she was actually very pretty, but it was hard to get over his initial gut feeling. From a young age Angel had been instilled with a wariness for unusual wolves. He remembered Dione and her kin, and the righteous rage the little green woman had lit in her father. He remembered the betrayal that had let to the siege.
But this woman was not Dione.
His surprised expression smoothed and became friendly and warm. He still retained a smidgen of wariness, but that was more out of habit than anything else. Angel was willing to give the stranger the benefit of the doubt. She seemed friendly enough. "Hello yourself," he boomed warmly.
10-17-2017, 08:28 PM
It wasn't terribly alarming for Ambrosia to watch the surprise paint his handsome features. What he was so surprised by, she wasn't quite sure; already she'd learned that wolves with coats as blue as the sea itself weren't terribly common around here, so perhaps he was alarmed at her appearance, though it'd also appeared like he was distracted by something. Both options seemed equally as likely, and she settled on his reaction being a mixture of both. It was hard to keep a bit of emotion from creeping onto her own face, part impressed and part curious as well. It was rare she saw wolves his size, and she was impressed by his physique.
His facade settled into something far more pleasant after a moment. The stranger wore a smile, one she mimicked quite easily, and even her eyes lit up with warmth. She wondered why he was here, and if he had a home on either side of this sand-bridge. She was thirsty for knowledge of these lands and what sort of wolves inhabited it - she hoped he could offer her some answers, in due time. "Tell me, does the ocean call to you as it does to me?" Her words were whimsical, almost sing-song as she sniffed at the air, briefly letting her head swing to cast her gaze over the horizon before settling back on him.
His facade settled into something far more pleasant after a moment. The stranger wore a smile, one she mimicked quite easily, and even her eyes lit up with warmth. She wondered why he was here, and if he had a home on either side of this sand-bridge. She was thirsty for knowledge of these lands and what sort of wolves inhabited it - she hoped he could offer her some answers, in due time. "Tell me, does the ocean call to you as it does to me?" Her words were whimsical, almost sing-song as she sniffed at the air, briefly letting her head swing to cast her gaze over the horizon before settling back on him.
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