[Iskra, alpha welcome here too]Give me a boost over heaven's gate
01-30-2018, 09:30 PM
She padded along the border, looking for signs that her piglet had trudged through here. It had been snared but there had been no body only a broken trap and some blood to give away that it had ever existed. Unless it was some huge boar. Then she'd just be willing to let it be. It was not worth the trouble if it was anything else but a small piglet or something. She came across its trail once more and took a minute to decipher where it had gone. The southern border had been crossed and she decided after moments there was no sign it had come back from the desert. Likely it was laying out there dead, being scavenged on by other things. She swished her rainbow tail as she admitted defeat. She'd have to reset that trap and fix it, if that was even possible. Maybe she should call frost and see if he would go see if he could find it? No that was silly, Frost had better things to do than babysit her. It did't smell like this border had been patrolled yet this morning. She shook her head and decided to do what she had learned to do from watching Faite so much. She moved along the border and stopped where a marker was weaker and she rubbed on the tree to help strengthen it then she marked it a more traditional way. Hopefully rory wouldn't mind that she was trying to help. She was easily able to be seen but she took solace in the fact that there was dense cover not even ten feet from her. Alois was high over head ready to warn her should someone come her way. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think |
Faite as Jewell's guardian is allowed in any and all her threads regardless of the tag. She may enter as she see's fit.
All of Jewell's French will have a span title over it, hover for translations.
01-31-2018, 12:12 AM
After her meeting with Regulus she'd been wandering a great deal. Iskra wasn't quite ready to head back to Auster, not yet. There was still much to do up here. After heading to Silver Isle and collecting some special herbs to add to the small bundle she carried with her in her jaws, Iskra was making her way across the northern continent. If someone were to ask her if she had some kind of plan in mind, perhaps prompted to wonder after observing her purposeful stride, Iskra would simply laugh through the mouthful of plants. Going into life without thinking even a half step ahead was a way funner challenge than preplotting out every moment of her life. The "spirit of fun" was still all about her lifelong pursuit of a good time anyways.
It was as she reflected on the discomfort she felt in her poor paws which had been carrying her over hot sand for quite some time that Iskra spotted salvation ahead. Or, she thought that's what it could be, until she approached and was met with the scent of a pack as well as a slightly younger female freshening the borders not far from Iskra. Well then, just a minor bump in the road.
Sauntering a bit closer before she'd set her bundle down and clear her voice the woman called out in friendly, gentle lyrics, "Excuse me? This wouldn't happen to be Lirim, would it?"
It was as she reflected on the discomfort she felt in her poor paws which had been carrying her over hot sand for quite some time that Iskra spotted salvation ahead. Or, she thought that's what it could be, until she approached and was met with the scent of a pack as well as a slightly younger female freshening the borders not far from Iskra. Well then, just a minor bump in the road.
Sauntering a bit closer before she'd set her bundle down and clear her voice the woman called out in friendly, gentle lyrics, "Excuse me? This wouldn't happen to be Lirim, would it?"
01-31-2018, 09:01 AM
It wasn't more than a moment and her ears were pricking at the alarm call of Alois above her. He was landing between her ears and directing her attention towards the place beyond the border. She looked and couldn't decide whether she should run for the territory, call for a leader or confront the stranger herself. HEr decision was made for her though when the woman came into view. She turned to face her, with almost too much caution on her face. She had learned too fast that strangers were not always to be trusted. With only basic defense training down she knew she at least could get away if she had to. The woman asked if this was Lirim and she nodded, What wolf in her right mind would dare try to take on a pack alone. Of course this one had the scent of pack on her. Her hackles rose. Alois was quick to apologize for her. "She's alone Jewell. You'll have to forgive my friend she's had a few bad experiences when meeting strangers. I'm afraid it makes her assume the worst of others anymore." Jewell pressed her ears back. She gave an apologetic smile when she was apologized for. "How I help you?" She still couldn't help but turn her overly large stomach to be in a more protected way. She had to think of the safety of her unborn more than anything. Walk, "Jewell "Alois" Think |
Faite as Jewell's guardian is allowed in any and all her threads regardless of the tag. She may enter as she see's fit.
All of Jewell's French will have a span title over it, hover for translations.