All I want
02-22-2014, 02:16 PM
(This post was last modified: 02-22-2014, 02:16 PM by Kismet.)
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02-22-2014, 03:59 PM
Unbeknownst to the boy, he was being followed. After covering herself in mud and leaves, the small fae had wedged herself between a couple of rocks and a bush, and waited for trespassers. She'd laid very still when he'd passed by, scarcely breathing for fear that she'd be discovered. When he'd moved out of sight she'd wiggled free and chased after him, flinging herself behind nearby objects every time it looked like he might look back.
Warja followed him for some time, content to simple observe the unknown boy until that just wasn't fun anymore. She grew bored with the lack of danger and decided to become less passive in her intelligence gathering.
Sneaking a wide circle around him, Warja then threw herself into the path of her target. Their size difference was grossly obvious to any who observed, but the child was blind to it. She stood before him with her hackles and tail raised, her whole demeanor one of exaggerated authority. The stance would have been perfect had it not been for her one floppy ear and an appearance similar to a dandelion puff. The mud and debris that coated her didn't help any either. She appeared both overly serious and clownish at once. "FREEZE, trespasser!" She stomped her foot to emphasize just how serious she was, ignoring the glob of mud that was flung free in the process. "And..and..tell me your name! Or...else."
Warja followed him for some time, content to simple observe the unknown boy until that just wasn't fun anymore. She grew bored with the lack of danger and decided to become less passive in her intelligence gathering.
Sneaking a wide circle around him, Warja then threw herself into the path of her target. Their size difference was grossly obvious to any who observed, but the child was blind to it. She stood before him with her hackles and tail raised, her whole demeanor one of exaggerated authority. The stance would have been perfect had it not been for her one floppy ear and an appearance similar to a dandelion puff. The mud and debris that coated her didn't help any either. She appeared both overly serious and clownish at once. "FREEZE, trespasser!" She stomped her foot to emphasize just how serious she was, ignoring the glob of mud that was flung free in the process. "And..and..tell me your name! Or...else."
02-22-2014, 04:14 PM
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02-22-2014, 05:57 PM
She stomped her foot again. He was being difficult! "You are too! I live here and I've never met you before." So there. She was half tempted to stick her tongue out at him, but that was very unwarrior-like and thus, she resisted.
Her ears flattened as he introduced himself, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Was that a lie? That's what bad wolves did, right? Lie about who they were? His last name meant nothing to her. Bluster aside, this was her first time meeting someone without her parents around and only the second or third unrelated wolf she'd ever laid eyes on. She didn't even know who the alpha was in this territory and when she spoke of trespassing she was only referring to the area she was familiar with, which was just a giant circle around the densite. Where she was standing right now? The farthest she'd ever been from the den.
"Hey! You don't get to ask the questions, I do." She hesitated, then, "But if you must know, my name is Warja." The pup huffed, getting impatient. This was the part where he was supposed to confess to his crimes. Didn't he know how to play this game?
Her ears flattened as he introduced himself, eyes narrowing in suspicion. Was that a lie? That's what bad wolves did, right? Lie about who they were? His last name meant nothing to her. Bluster aside, this was her first time meeting someone without her parents around and only the second or third unrelated wolf she'd ever laid eyes on. She didn't even know who the alpha was in this territory and when she spoke of trespassing she was only referring to the area she was familiar with, which was just a giant circle around the densite. Where she was standing right now? The farthest she'd ever been from the den.
"Hey! You don't get to ask the questions, I do." She hesitated, then, "But if you must know, my name is Warja." The pup huffed, getting impatient. This was the part where he was supposed to confess to his crimes. Didn't he know how to play this game?
02-22-2014, 06:20 PM
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02-22-2014, 10:03 PM
OOC: Sorry it's a little scattered, I need sleep.
He kept talking and none of what he had to say was what she was hoping to hear. Warja just stared at him. Was he dense? He was supposed to be the bad guy! Why wasn't he being the bad guy? She dropped the guard act and looked down her nose at him. If he didn't know how to play this game she was going to have to explain it to him. "Okay, boy, you're just not getting it. I want you to play with me, not be a fuddy duddy." The pup composed herself, becoming the little dandelion warrior once again. Okay, now, where was she?
She was so, so, so tired of playing with her siblings. They always did the same things, played the same roles. Sure, she maybe should have told the boy she wanted to play sooner, since he was new and all, but the thought had never crossed her mind. To Warja, everyone was part of the game. There wasn't a reason to ask; everyone she knew simply fell into their role. She could walk up to her dad, growl at him and tell him to surrender, and he'd cry 'never!' and they'd play. Wasn't that how everyone played?
With a sigh, she dropped the act once more. She'd forgotten her place, but the game was messed up anyway. "Let's start over, Kismet. If you want to play too, I'm a warrior princess and you can whatever you want...so long as you're the bad guy."
He kept talking and none of what he had to say was what she was hoping to hear. Warja just stared at him. Was he dense? He was supposed to be the bad guy! Why wasn't he being the bad guy? She dropped the guard act and looked down her nose at him. If he didn't know how to play this game she was going to have to explain it to him. "Okay, boy, you're just not getting it. I want you to play with me, not be a fuddy duddy." The pup composed herself, becoming the little dandelion warrior once again. Okay, now, where was she?
She was so, so, so tired of playing with her siblings. They always did the same things, played the same roles. Sure, she maybe should have told the boy she wanted to play sooner, since he was new and all, but the thought had never crossed her mind. To Warja, everyone was part of the game. There wasn't a reason to ask; everyone she knew simply fell into their role. She could walk up to her dad, growl at him and tell him to surrender, and he'd cry 'never!' and they'd play. Wasn't that how everyone played?
With a sigh, she dropped the act once more. She'd forgotten her place, but the game was messed up anyway. "Let's start over, Kismet. If you want to play too, I'm a warrior princess and you can whatever you want...so long as you're the bad guy."
02-23-2014, 10:28 AM
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02-25-2014, 07:08 PM
Yeah. Duh. Warrior princess. A princess who was also a warrior. Wasn't that obvious? More than anything else, Warja wanted to take on the bad guys. She wanted to be the good guy that stood in the way of those that hurt others. She also wanted to be a princess that everybody dipped their head to and called 'my Lady' but that was beside the point. Warrior first, princess second. That's why she played a warrior princess and not a princess warrior. "Yeaaah, a warrior princess."
Warja sat down hard, bits of grit dripping off her underside. "You don't have to be a bad guy to play a bad guy. It's just pretend." And just pretending you were something didn't make you that thing. The other day she pretended to be a bird but you didn't see any feathers on her, did you? And at no point did she gain the ability to fly. She'd even jumped off a big rock to be sure. That being said, she'd never played a bad guy and wasn't about to start. "I don't want to be a bad guy either," she admitted.
"Maybe we could play something else? Or go exploring?" She didn't have to be a warrior princess or be a good guy. They could play something else. Any game would do. Or they could explore, she knew very little about the island and its inhabitants. Maybe he could even help her identify what creatures made all those weird sounds at night!
Warja sat down hard, bits of grit dripping off her underside. "You don't have to be a bad guy to play a bad guy. It's just pretend." And just pretending you were something didn't make you that thing. The other day she pretended to be a bird but you didn't see any feathers on her, did you? And at no point did she gain the ability to fly. She'd even jumped off a big rock to be sure. That being said, she'd never played a bad guy and wasn't about to start. "I don't want to be a bad guy either," she admitted.
"Maybe we could play something else? Or go exploring?" She didn't have to be a warrior princess or be a good guy. They could play something else. Any game would do. Or they could explore, she knew very little about the island and its inhabitants. Maybe he could even help her identify what creatures made all those weird sounds at night!
02-26-2014, 04:40 AM
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02-28-2014, 07:26 PM
YES! Exploring!! Inside, she was ecstatic, but because she didn't want to scare off the serious boy, on the outside she remained calm. Er, somewhat calm. Warja's face lit up and the corners of her mouth twitched in barely concealed happiness. There was so much they could do! They could find out what made those noises, and they could go to the beach and play in the water and maybe, if he wanted, they could play pretend along the way. Oh! Oh! Maybe they could be good guys together!
"Where do you want to go?" he asked, and Warja's tail slowed to a gentle waggle. Hm. Where did she want to go? Honestly, she didn't really have a destination in mind. "Um...I don't know! Where would you like to take me?" She shrugged. It didn't matter where, really. Having traveled so little, any place would be an adventure.
By now all traces of hostility had left her. It had been an act anyway, but he didn't know that. Now she was the embodiment of happy energy. Each second that ticked away was one second closer to her giving up and hitting him with the full force of her enthusiasm. If he didn't act fast, soon she'd be jumping up and down and running in place. The warrior princess was moved to the back of her mind and nearly forgotten. Now she was an explorer! In her mind, Warja pictured her and Kismet crossing rivers and facing stranger creatures. They could be a team, standing back to back and ringed in by dangerous adversaries, or they could be daredevils, climbing trees and scaling rock faces.
They were going to have SO. MUCH. FUN.
Come on, Kismet! Pick yer poison!
"Where do you want to go?" he asked, and Warja's tail slowed to a gentle waggle. Hm. Where did she want to go? Honestly, she didn't really have a destination in mind. "Um...I don't know! Where would you like to take me?" She shrugged. It didn't matter where, really. Having traveled so little, any place would be an adventure.
By now all traces of hostility had left her. It had been an act anyway, but he didn't know that. Now she was the embodiment of happy energy. Each second that ticked away was one second closer to her giving up and hitting him with the full force of her enthusiasm. If he didn't act fast, soon she'd be jumping up and down and running in place. The warrior princess was moved to the back of her mind and nearly forgotten. Now she was an explorer! In her mind, Warja pictured her and Kismet crossing rivers and facing stranger creatures. They could be a team, standing back to back and ringed in by dangerous adversaries, or they could be daredevils, climbing trees and scaling rock faces.
They were going to have SO. MUCH. FUN.
Come on, Kismet! Pick yer poison!
03-02-2014, 05:42 AM
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03-09-2014, 03:07 PM
This way! Awesome!! Now, where exactly did this way lead? Warja took a moment to try and orient herself. Okay, so the way behind Kismet was the way home which meant that to the left somewhere was the things that barked a lot but weren't wolves and the right...the right she didn't really associate with any one sound or smell.
She followed him to the left (the left!!) and immediately set about questioning everything that was new to her. "Have you ever been this way before?" Their pace was brisk and Warja's whole head moved constantly as she tried to take in everything. If it weren't for Kismet walking right next to her and serving as a fixed point with his presence, it was likely that Warja would have walked into something. "Do you know what animal makes a 'RRRRRah RRRRRahwr' sound?" Whatever it was, the creature was loud and the sound it made sounded like came from the very bottom of its belly, like a burp mixed with a growl.
Her eyes caught the glint from the shell of a shiny beetle and she ran to investigate. "Have you ever seen one so shiny?" She brought it back to him, carrying the squirming insect between her teeth. "I ate one once - it wasn't shiny - and it scratched alllll the way down. I was afraid it might crawl back up while I slept." She shrugged, dropping the insect. "But I was asleep so I don't know if it did or not. Hey, if you eat it can I watch and see if it crawls out of your belly? Oh, whoa, look!" Warja lifted a paw. Climbing up it was the oddest creature she'd ever seen. It was long and skinny, and looked a lot like a twig. She got her face as close to it as she could to investigate. "Do you think it bites?"
She followed him to the left (the left!!) and immediately set about questioning everything that was new to her. "Have you ever been this way before?" Their pace was brisk and Warja's whole head moved constantly as she tried to take in everything. If it weren't for Kismet walking right next to her and serving as a fixed point with his presence, it was likely that Warja would have walked into something. "Do you know what animal makes a 'RRRRRah RRRRRahwr' sound?" Whatever it was, the creature was loud and the sound it made sounded like came from the very bottom of its belly, like a burp mixed with a growl.
Her eyes caught the glint from the shell of a shiny beetle and she ran to investigate. "Have you ever seen one so shiny?" She brought it back to him, carrying the squirming insect between her teeth. "I ate one once - it wasn't shiny - and it scratched alllll the way down. I was afraid it might crawl back up while I slept." She shrugged, dropping the insect. "But I was asleep so I don't know if it did or not. Hey, if you eat it can I watch and see if it crawls out of your belly? Oh, whoa, look!" Warja lifted a paw. Climbing up it was the oddest creature she'd ever seen. It was long and skinny, and looked a lot like a twig. She got her face as close to it as she could to investigate. "Do you think it bites?"
03-13-2014, 05:56 AM
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03-17-2014, 06:46 PM
Fascinated, Warja was momentarily awed into silence by the small alien creature. Its movements were jerky and slow, and she could feel each deliberate stride as it climbed through her fur. If she watched really, really closely, she could see its little buggy paws grabbing strands of the stuff. "Its a little explorer!" The strange insect reminded her of her and Kismet. It was a little adventurer, pushing its way through tall grass in an oddly wolfy jungle.
Wait... Which end had a face? She squinted. Unless it was walking backwards, the end that was leading the way had to be the front, right? And the twitchy whisker things on that end were probably like her whiskers. That would make more sense than it having butt whiskers, but then again, it also looked a whole lot like a stick, so their bodies probably weren't made following the same rules. Maybe it did have butt whiskers or maybe, its face was just so teeny tiny she couldn't see it properly. "I'm gonna name it-"
A deafening hoot from the treetops cut her off and Warja jumped, gasping at the sudden sound. The hooting came again, this time embodying the sound she'd tried to imitate only much, much more authentic. Never before had she been so close to a howler monkey and now, standing so close to one, the sound shook her insides. "Oh..." At once she was conflicted. The desire to investigate this loud creature was strong, but at the same time her senses were thrown into chaos, every inch of her feeling the danger.
There was another growling hoot - this time from a different tree - and the original hooter responded. Turning her head a little towards the boy but keeping her eyes fixed in the trees, Warja whispered, "Uh, Kismet..."
Wait... Which end had a face? She squinted. Unless it was walking backwards, the end that was leading the way had to be the front, right? And the twitchy whisker things on that end were probably like her whiskers. That would make more sense than it having butt whiskers, but then again, it also looked a whole lot like a stick, so their bodies probably weren't made following the same rules. Maybe it did have butt whiskers or maybe, its face was just so teeny tiny she couldn't see it properly. "I'm gonna name it-"
A deafening hoot from the treetops cut her off and Warja jumped, gasping at the sudden sound. The hooting came again, this time embodying the sound she'd tried to imitate only much, much more authentic. Never before had she been so close to a howler monkey and now, standing so close to one, the sound shook her insides. "Oh..." At once she was conflicted. The desire to investigate this loud creature was strong, but at the same time her senses were thrown into chaos, every inch of her feeling the danger.
There was another growling hoot - this time from a different tree - and the original hooter responded. Turning her head a little towards the boy but keeping her eyes fixed in the trees, Warja whispered, "Uh, Kismet..."
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