ardent

You are the piece of me I wish I didn't need



Sarka

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11-04-2014, 08:27 AM




She cautiously approached the borders, her tiny paws splaying out into the snow as she looked at the devious looking tree's. Sarka knew that she wasn't entirely welcome anywhere in this world anymore, shy, fearful of everything. Her mother was gone so what could she be expected to do. She had something wrong with her she just knew it, but there was a wolf she scented in these lands that she knew and it was probably her last hope for anything. She had enough trouble trying to attempt to hunt for herself. The best she could manage were mice at the moment.
Sniffing the border, the oblivious girl let out a shrill whine at the borders. She couldn't howl just yet, and she didn't know how else to get the attention of the wolves here so she could possibly find who she wanted. If she was lucky, the nice lady Roman would be here. And maybe Sarka would know what to do then.

?I speak?





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11-07-2014, 10:12 AM
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The Queen wouldn't be keeping this stretch of forest long- she did not like it as much as she'd come to adore her red forest. She'd be claiming that, and leaving this to the crows soon. However, that day had not yet come and the border needed to be patrolled. She strolled along them leisurely, her pace relaxed-she halfway hoped for a new member, though word hadn't got out about her take-over yet, so she wasn't sold on the idea. A shrill whine, pierced her musings, and she turned towards it sharply. Her speed picked up, and she bounded towards it. Was someone hurt? Her eyes widened as she approached and she slowed- in the snow she could just make out a child she remembered. Sarka Adravendi.

"Sarka!" She greeted softly, her pace slowing to a walk as she padded towards the young pup. She'd heard that Azalea had vanished, and Roman knew nothing of her father. Concern lit her gaze, as halted close to the young wolf. "Come child, lets get you warmed up." She said softly, unsure if she'd need to carry the lass. "My den is quite a distance away- can you walk, or would you like to me to carry you? I think a storm is brewing." She intoned softly, glancing at the darkening sky. At the very least, the young pup needed a warm place to rest and a meal- before they figured out what to do. She owed to Azalea to make sure her daughter didn't freeze to death- in the upcoming storm.

Greek Speak -- Roman Speak






Sarka

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11-07-2014, 02:17 PM




She was relieved she was smart enough to memorize Romans scent. Though a little bit of her then regretted coming. Sarka disliked the thought of being a burden which was something she indeed was. Her tail tucked between her legs as she listened to roman. Cold? Was it really cold? She probably hadn't noticed after her run in with the green lady. Sarka only nodded her head standing up to cross the border and resisting the urge to press up against roman.
She didn't know how to survive on her own. She hadn't really gone on anyplace hunts. No fight training and nothing about the world on her mind. Sarka only knew one thing and it was that she missed her mother terribly. She attempted to keep her breathing down to avoid giving herself a panic attack.

?I speak?





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11-12-2014, 09:41 AM
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The Queen's heart ached for the young wolf, and inwardly she smiled as she realized- even now she'd never heard Sarka speak. Was she mute? Roman could only wonder. Roman's den was in the thick of the forest- it was large enough to accommodate both she and the young wolf, but getting there was the issue. Sarka nodded to her questions- and Roman's brow furrowed as he wondered which part of the question she was nodding too. Could she walk the distance or did she need to be carried. An icy wind buffetted Roman, and she swallowed, glancing up at the sky. She'd step closer to Sarka, her warm and thick coat pressing against the younger she-wolfs. "I think we can make to my den before the storm hits- if we walk quickly. As soon as we get there, I'll head out and catch you something to eat." She murmured, her tones soft and gentle. Roman could brave the storm, she was the Queen after all- and even as bad as the arctic storms got, she'd manage to make it through. She probably should check on the others, and perhaps fetch Devin or another healer to look at Sarka.

So the pair set off, Roman slowed her pace to accommodate the younger wolf, and she kept herself quiet. She didn't want to pressure Sarka into conversation, and to be honest- she actually appreciated the quietness of the pup. It let her dwell and think.




(I assumed she could walk since she just nodded and didn't specify which xD I forget Sarka is nearly a mute. But if she wanted to be carried, just let me know and I'll edit to fit.)



Sarka

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11-12-2014, 05:27 PM



ooc: She's fine ^w^.
Her fur bristled a little with Roman's touch, she wasn't her mother. And while she knew roman and no one else, it made her feel a little uncomfortable. However she knew it was for her own survival, so she calmed herself down forcefully even if her heart was beating faster than she could imagine. She walked with Roman quietly, she was fine, just, her heart wasn't. Sarka had only had solid meals of mice since of her lack of hunting training, but other than that it was a lot of sleeping and weeping. Making her blue eyes red, as Roman would probably have seen.
The girl looked around at the tree's for a moment, what had happened to her perfect little world. She sighed. Her tail flicking back and forth as she tried to keep a small distance between she and Roman. Being on her left side, as her crystal eyes looked her over. She was glad Roman was doing alright.

?I speak?