The wind whispered
02-03-2014, 05:32 PM
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02-03-2014, 07:13 PM
On and on... ever on and on. She didn't know where, nor when, she would stop;n she only knew she must continue on. There were times Gwyndolyn had to ask herself: why? Why was she journeying? Why did she leave in the first place? Why did she come here, a land she had never been to before? She could have made her point anywhere, and in a different way, but... here she was. No going back.
Travelling eastward with the steady pace of a young woman whose life of late had been nothing but travel, Gwyndolyn allowed herself only a momentary pause to consider her surroundings. They hadn't changed as of late, but something else had: the smell of the air, and something else drifting to her on the lightest breeze: a scent. Fresh, wolf, but unfamiliar. Gwyn's easy pace slowed, and finally ceased as she lifted her nose into the breeze.
It didn't take much for the young lady to pinpoint a direction. Altering her course and letting her own curiosity lead her, Gwyndolyn set off once again, her gait slower now, cautious. Not silent - she had no intentions of sneaking around right now, but still wary. It wasn't but a few minutes later Gwyndolyn glimpsed movement. There! A bit of white that didn't belong. Someone new. Gwyn stopped, nose lowering briefly to the ground, though her eyes remained firmly on the other being, watching closely. She considered for a moment that she might call out, but a small part of her hesitated... the latter bit only served to cause her some frustration however, and she physically shook the feeling away before a clipped bark squeezed its way from her throat. That would draw attention. She would investigate, then decide whether to press on her add another acquaintance to her slowly growing list...
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02-04-2014, 03:30 AM
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02-04-2014, 09:33 AM
The desired effect was accomplished only a moment later as the other wolf turned. Gwyn tried not to be too surprised by seeing another girl out here - a girl who could not be older than herself. Once she had ascertained the stranger would not be aggressive (a friendly enough greeting and rather more neutral stance confirmed this), Gwyndolyn began to pad a little closer. She stopped a few lengths away, her green eyes lifting to meet the other girl's eyes. Again, Gwyndolyn found herself startled, though it may have shown only in the quick blink of her own eyes. The other girl had two different eyes! Not something one saw everyday... certainly not something one would forget easily.
"Good day. I'm Gwyndolyn," she offered with a quick bob of her head, a small smile appearing on her dark lips and remaining there. She tried not to stare too hard at the other girl, but... well, those eyes couldn't be a trick of the light, could they? One as golden as the sun and the other bluer than the sea... no, no mistaking those colors. They were very different in hue. "I don't mean to bother you too much, but might you be able to tell me where I am?" She remained polite, even if she was not necessarily jovial. Her words were not entirely a lie either - she had fully intended to "bother" this other wolf, as she put it, but more for curiosity's sake than anything. A name for the places she wandered in wouldn't be too bad either however... she was far from home and the names and words she'd once used seemed useless here. So she needed new ones: new words and new names.
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02-04-2014, 10:16 AM
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02-04-2014, 01:18 PM
Novella - another name to file away with the others Gwyndolyn had met these past weeks. Another wolf... and another place. Gwyn smiled, musing more to herself than anything. "Ah. Thank you. 'Kamui'," she uttered the foreign word once then dared a brief grin as Novella continued. "Have you?" Gwyn responded with the slightest furrowing of her brow. Well, it isn't like she assumed everyone here knew more about the place than she did, but it hadn't hurt her to ask yet. "Well no worries, Novella. That's all I wanted to know," she grinned, but it slipped quickly back into that polite smile that plagued her face at nearly all times. She didn't want a history lesson or anything, fortunately for Novella.
Gwyndolyn believed she had gauged the other woman's age correctly... and that did make Gwyn wonder whether this other wolf was a wanderer like herself or if she, like most wolves their age, had a pack she was still part of. But that question fell by the wayside, in favor of another musing comment, "Your eyes are... different." She said it so simply. A blunt comment, but the tilt of her head suggested curiosity.
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02-04-2014, 02:35 PM
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02-04-2014, 02:51 PM
Gwyn received more information than she had bargained for, but she didn't complain about it. It answered one of her unspoken questions: Novella was part of a pack. Now that was something very interesting, though Gwyndolyn herself wasn't actively seeking a pack. Friends, perhaps. But a pack? She hadn't just left one to find another. Not right away at least. Of course, finding a pack here seemed a bit easier than it might've been at home; she'd heard the howling, the calls of other wolves in the distance. There were different voices for different packs - she didn't dare guess at how many were actually out there.
The other girl looked a little confused by Gwyn's question. She supposed she could have been clearer... or at least specified exactly what she meant. She'd been caught up in the strangeness and had quite forgotten to clarify how she meant it. "Yes. I've never seen a wolf with two different eyes. It is unusual," she went on, seemingly unaware that her words could be offensive to the other wolf. Honestly, Gwyn thought they were pretty. But she was one to speak her honest opinion on occasion and her tendency to put things so plainly at times certainly couldn't help... "No one where- uh, where I come from has anything like that. They're both the same. Their eyes, I mean." She hazarded a smile. Her own, normal, green eyes were boring by comparison, she supposed.
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02-04-2014, 03:03 PM
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02-04-2014, 09:20 PM
Gwyn's head tilted gently in response, her smile still small and ever-so-polite. "They are unique, pretty," she compliment Novella softly. Even if it ran in the girl's family as she said, it was something unique to them. She allowed only a few moments of silence before she proceeded with another question, "You said you had a pack, Novella. So you are just exploring? For... fun?" As she spoke, she shifted her weight, a small twinkle appearing in the woman's green eyes, "Know any neat places?"
Perhaps for the first time, the truth of the lone girl's youth seemed to peek out from its hiding place deep inside: her tail wagged a little as she lowered her forequarters the slightest bit. Truth be told, Gwyndolyn was lonely. She didn't desire for a pack, but she rarely found company for more than a few minutes at a time and there was no denying she was a social animal. Her questions were simple, but their purpose was clear: she wanted to continue her travels, to see more... and just for a little while, she wouldn't mind some company. Novella seemed friendly enough and her conversation was interesting. She answered Gwyn's questions fairly, simple though they were. Novella would be a good wolf to walk with for a while.
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02-05-2014, 04:06 AM
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02-05-2014, 11:33 AM
"Ludicael?" She intoned the name softly. Ludicael... was this a pack name? Strange names from a strange land. The other woman continued, explaining she had other wolves she would visit - family - that lived beyond her pack. That, Gwyndolyn supposed, she could understand. Before she had left her own pack however, she had never experienced a family being separated in any way. Now here she was... "That isn't a bad idea. Knowing the lands around your home is an advantage," commented Gwyn quietly, her smile shrinking a little, but never vanishing.
Gwyn couldn't - wouldn't - go near Ludicael yet. She didn't want to get involved with another pack so soon. It would be too strange. It might have seemed perfectly natural for some to leave their birth packs and mesh into another pack without a problem. For Gwyn, it wasn't the leaving part that was bothering her. It was the... beginning again part. The part where she found her identity anew. It might be with another pack. But she wasn't ready. Maybe she never would be. But being packless, a rogue, a lone wolf... that didn't mean she had to constantly go friendless and really alone.
"Everywhere must have something neat about it if you look around enough."
Gwyn's smile redoubled as her tail began to wag slowly behind her. "Then we may find one! If you would like to... besides, it's all new to me." Her head tilted as she awaited an answer, her eyes twinkling.
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02-05-2014, 06:30 PM
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02-06-2014, 10:42 AM
OOC| -makes references to her favorite show- xD And if you spot it, good on you. ;) Also, sorry there's not much to this post otherwise. o_O' Gwyn's gonna be awkward and quiet now.
With Novella's confirmation Gwyndolyn hardly waited two beats before she chose a direction and began to pad onward, expecting the other girl to be close behind. She followed the delta, traversing the rockier terrain carefully. Occasionally her head would lower to sniff curiously at one thing or another, or she'd take a deep breath - she could smell the larger body of water and an acrid, unfamiliar smell. Salt. There was bound to be something interesting around here to look at. It was now that she allowed a lull in the conversation, though her mind lingered on Novella's words: "I suppose it is pretty good knowledge even if I don't plan on going anywhere else."
There was a time Gwyn had thought similarly - only a few months ago. That she would never leave, never go anywhere other than where she had been - didn't plan on it. Plans could change in a heartbeat. I was always restless there anyway, she thought darkly to herself, pausing briefly to cast her eyes out and turned to follow the flow of the water. If the silence was uncomfortable for Novella, Gwyn was unaware, her keen green eyes more interested now in taking in her surroundings, her head on things other than conversation... like that salty smell. She was pretty sure she smelled water, but it didn't smell normal. Gwyn had never seen an ocean before. She came from the forest... and the only water in the forest was the river.
With Novella's confirmation Gwyndolyn hardly waited two beats before she chose a direction and began to pad onward, expecting the other girl to be close behind. She followed the delta, traversing the rockier terrain carefully. Occasionally her head would lower to sniff curiously at one thing or another, or she'd take a deep breath - she could smell the larger body of water and an acrid, unfamiliar smell. Salt. There was bound to be something interesting around here to look at. It was now that she allowed a lull in the conversation, though her mind lingered on Novella's words: "I suppose it is pretty good knowledge even if I don't plan on going anywhere else."
There was a time Gwyn had thought similarly - only a few months ago. That she would never leave, never go anywhere other than where she had been - didn't plan on it. Plans could change in a heartbeat. I was always restless there anyway, she thought darkly to herself, pausing briefly to cast her eyes out and turned to follow the flow of the water. If the silence was uncomfortable for Novella, Gwyn was unaware, her keen green eyes more interested now in taking in her surroundings, her head on things other than conversation... like that salty smell. She was pretty sure she smelled water, but it didn't smell normal. Gwyn had never seen an ocean before. She came from the forest... and the only water in the forest was the river.
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02-06-2014, 10:53 AM
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02-06-2014, 12:14 PM
Perhaps Gwyn hadn't given it much thought or consideration... maybe she had a place in mind in any case, whether Novella had said yes or no. But now she had taken the lead without so much as a suggestion as to where she was going... and it was a few minutes more before she seemed to realize she hadn't exactly shared any of these thoughts with the other wolf. Gwyn supposed she should, so at last she lifted her head to glance toward Novella. It was the briefest glance, signalling words were incoming, and followed up by a smile.
"Where's it go?" Her tail indicated the river and the grey woman kept going without so much as a pause in her gait. Novella was likely to have an answer, or so Gwyn figured. So she would ask... and if Novella didn't have an answer, then she figured that was what exploring was for! She might've asked to see something particular before now, but when the other woman had said most of them rested within packlands Gwyn had lost some interest. She wanted to explore, to see new things... to be her own wolf. "It empties somewhere- I know. It just- it smells different..." she explained at last, hinting at her intentions.
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02-07-2014, 06:05 AM
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02-09-2014, 11:28 PM
OOC| Sorry for the delay my dear! I've not been feeling too well the past few days. :( On another note, would you be opposed to Kat joining in with Song? ;)
"The salty smell?"
Gwyndolyn acknowledged this was right with a quick movement of her head, though she didn't slow down until several seconds later, when Novella had finished speaking. She stopped a moment after that, head canting slightly as she considered the word, foreign to her as so many others still seemed to be. They didn't get many travellers where she was from. No one had ever mentioned anything called an "ocean" before. The question was likely apparent on her face: what is an ocean? But she did not voice it directly. She wanted to go there... so asked another question entirely, "Is it very far?"
Gwyn was not much older than the other girl... and not quite as well-learned in her geography beyond the forests she had called home and their simple surroundings. There had been too few visitors she cared to recall, and few of them spoke of their journeys. Nor had Gwyn been given the chance to ask them about all they and seen and experienced. She was guarded jealously - along with her brothers - whenever strangers were present. She did not understand it then and doubted she could hope to understand it now. She would, for the moment, chalk it up to overprotective parents and leave it at that. "I would not drag you further from your home than you would like," she commented after a moment just to make it clear Novella was under no obligations when it came to following Gwyn (for this venture had become just that, rather than two wolves exploring it seemed.) She supposed if it was too far then she might continue on alone... or, perhaps not wishing to part company, she may yet turn to follow Novella's lead.
"The salty smell?"
Gwyndolyn acknowledged this was right with a quick movement of her head, though she didn't slow down until several seconds later, when Novella had finished speaking. She stopped a moment after that, head canting slightly as she considered the word, foreign to her as so many others still seemed to be. They didn't get many travellers where she was from. No one had ever mentioned anything called an "ocean" before. The question was likely apparent on her face: what is an ocean? But she did not voice it directly. She wanted to go there... so asked another question entirely, "Is it very far?"
Gwyn was not much older than the other girl... and not quite as well-learned in her geography beyond the forests she had called home and their simple surroundings. There had been too few visitors she cared to recall, and few of them spoke of their journeys. Nor had Gwyn been given the chance to ask them about all they and seen and experienced. She was guarded jealously - along with her brothers - whenever strangers were present. She did not understand it then and doubted she could hope to understand it now. She would, for the moment, chalk it up to overprotective parents and leave it at that. "I would not drag you further from your home than you would like," she commented after a moment just to make it clear Novella was under no obligations when it came to following Gwyn (for this venture had become just that, rather than two wolves exploring it seemed.) She supposed if it was too far then she might continue on alone... or, perhaps not wishing to part company, she may yet turn to follow Novella's lead.
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02-10-2014, 03:36 AM
A soft smile appeared on Gwyndolyn's pointed muzzle as Novella confirmed it'd be fine for them to continue. A quick bob of her head and she would proceed once more... but this time she made to keep pace with the other woman, her head tilting again. She spoke softly, sheepishly, her ears splaying as she said, "I have never seen the ocean. It must be something you are used to. We... we lived near a river that ran into a lake. It was immense! I have heard of oceans but I cannot imagine one... so I wish to see it." The girl's words were almost tentative, as if she felt out the way with a metaphorical foot before taking a step forward. She spoke of a pack she was no longer part of - one she would rather not speak of at length. So, naturally, she hesitated to mention it at all... even in passing.
Novella didn't ask - or need - to know more about Gwyn. And that made her shy to go on, afraid to say more. But she only smiled a little, pretending she was never worried about little things like that - never concerned if she could help it.
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