Reclaim from wilderness
10-05-2014, 10:18 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-05-2014, 11:05 PM by Motif I.)
Bass had agreed to Motif?s proposal, that they each take a team and start on the work that Abaven needed. It was all mundane, physical work that she hoped would also help heal their hearts as they put their beloved home back together again. She had given Bass a warm kiss on his cheeks, a tender reminder to tell him he was loved, and that she was there for him before she backed away. Since returning to Abaven he appeared to come back to himself, but the protective flare burning in her heart was yet to die down, it would be a long while before she got the image of his hopeless form slumped on the caves floor.
She would move down towards the swollen river, eyeing it and making her decision, she would work on that and then the dens of the Abaven wolves, starting from the youngest, oldest and weakest and on-wards, but the River first. She would raise her head and call Rhythm, Mira and Wren to her. She wasn't sure why she was asking for such a small group when the task was a big one, but she knew those two woman - and she knew that Wren was spending a lot of time with Bass, and she wouldn't mind the chance to chat with her - knew they were capable of what she asked them and knew also that there was no one she would rather have at her side. She waited for them to join her so she could explain her plan in clearing out the stream of dead animals that polluted it purity and impending branches that would block its flow. She was nodding herself, staring at the stream in thought as she waited for her dear sister, closest Abaven friend, and someone close to her dear brother.
10-06-2014, 06:08 PM
It had only been a night ago that Bass had asked her to be his wife. And she was still trying to process the happiness and excitement she felt for it all, even if it was only a few whole hours ago. But this did not cause her to wander off and abandon her duty as a Mruni. After all, Abaven had just returned home. It was time to fix everything...to make Abaven's home beautiful again. So, after hearing Motif's howl tear through the air, Wren instantly made her way toward her. Of course she wanted to be with Bass through the clean-up. But...when was the last time she spoke to someone other than Bass? Like-...a few months ago? The thought made her feel stupid. So she took being with Motif as an opportunity to talk to her and maybe become friends?
Wren leapt over the bases of the fallen trees, maneuvering around the debris and carefully making her way toward the secondary. She was the first one to arrive, as it seemed...but why did it matter to her? More alone time with Motif to talk and such while they awaited the arrival of the others. Which she guessed was some of the other Mruni's. Rhythm, who she had yet to meet. And Mirabelle. Her enemy.
The girl immediately turned her minty gaze to the Azgrat, a wide smile playing across her lips as she approached her in a happy bound. Once she was right before her, she dipped her head with a weak giggle and a friendly greeting. "It's nice to see you, Motif! I'm looking forward to working with you today." Wren raised her head and leaned back on her torso beside her leader, tail patting softly against the earth.
She stood silent for a moment, while studying the surroundings for bit. Maybe expecting some of the others on this team to emerge from the bushes in a hurry? Hmm. Maybe. Wren rocked a bit, before turning to Motif again with a wide smile. Finally realizing that this was the first time they've actually been able to talk to one another. Pft. Stupid Wren. "A-ah! You probably know my name already, but just in case, I'm Wren. I'm a good friend of your broth-" She paused and leaned forward with humiliation. There wasn't any harm in telling her about her and Bass...right? "Umm. I'm your brother's mate, and I hope we can spend some of this time to talk."
"Speech"
'thoughts'>
10-06-2014, 06:47 PM
Wren would be the first to leap forward, and she would glance about in search of the others, who were yet to arrive. Motif smiled at the fortune opportunity to get a moment to chat with his girl. She would nod her head to Wren as the other spoke a friendly greetings. ?And you too Wren, it would be good to get a chance to chat? she would admit, and smile warmly. She had noticed her and Motif?s brother spending a lot of time together, she remembered Wren had sneaked in to see Bass when he was injured but she hadn?t seen much of Wren lately. However she smelt of Bass today and she wondered how much time they had spent together. She didn?t begrudge Bass his friends, but especially after the way he had been in the caves she was protective of him. She needed to know, that if Wren meant something more than friends to him that this woman had the best intentions in mind, especially with her brother being an Alpha ? if this woman was power hungry she would find herself at the bottom of a cliff before she could say ?oops? If however she wanted Bass for himself, then, well.. She wanted happiness for her brother, and it would be good to be Wren?s friend.
These thoughts came and went as she smiled at the other girl and admitted she wanted to chat. In the few moments that the two had sat together the others where yet to appear. She opened her maw to ask some of her questions of Wren, but the other girl bet her to it. She would admit to being her brother?s friend, but would cut herself off. Motif stared at her suspiciously as she re-opened her maw, changed her sentence and admitted to being Bass?s mate. Motif rocked back on her heels in shock before rising to her feet and looked at the other girl. She had known they were close, but she hadn?t seen much of Wren lately, when had they had the chance to? how? but? she collected herself with a deep breath and sat down again. ?I see? she said after a moment, still thinking. This changed everything, she had planned to be subtle, get an idea of the girl?s personality but everything was out in the open now. This would call for different tactics, and she vaguely wondered what Bass would do if he knew Motif was currently considering stalking his mate. Hmm, his mate.. yes, she would definitely be seeking him out and talking to him tonight. At least the cleanup would take a good week or so to complete, that meant a loot of time could be spent beside Wren. ?I don?t know much about you Wren, tell me, where did you come from, do you have much family, or a last name? Don?t mind my prying, but me and Bass.. are pretty close? or at least she thought they were, close enough at least for him to tell her he?d gone and gotten himself a mate?
10-06-2014, 07:46 PM
"I see." The way she reacted...it looked like someone had just chucked a sharp pebble at her rear, causing her to leap forward in shock. But then, she sat, and seemed to relax a bit. This made Wren worry. She knew very little about the close relationship Motif and Bass had- and how protective they were of eachother. So she had found no problem in telling her Azgrat. After all, she was kind of like her half-sister now. So why had it shocked her like that? Wren swallowed hard, the soft thumps from her tail coming to a stop. Instead, she moved it over her paws, which now felt cold with discomfort.
Wren had never even thought about taking such a responsibility like the Azgrat as Bass's wife anyhow. A responsibility like that would make her go all blobby and limp, like a soggy piece of bread. Motif already held that position after all. She could never take her place! The girl rolled her shoulders stiffly, minty eyes loosing their happy spark as Motif suddenly began jumping onto her with questions. She answered them with a rather blunt tone.
"Umm, well, I was born on the outskirts of Alacritia. Once I got old enough, I ran off and joined Ludicael. B-but then I met Bass, and after awhile I joined him here." She tipped her head to the side and shut her eyes, answering her other questions with a huff. "And...my mother died of a sickness when I was young. My father became horribly ill as well...mentally. He was unable to care for me and my siblings. So I ran off with them, and as of now I don't know where they are..."
Wren opened her eyes and gazed at the woman, blinking slowly and continuing to play a blunt expression. What she explained usually wasn't something she liked to explain to others...especially those who she had just met. But this was her alpha...she didn't really have a choice, did she? The girl shrugged her shoulders softly and continued. "And my last name is Sartaddi." Motif explained that they were close, but Wren was still curious as to why she wanted to hear so much about her.
"But, err...why do you want to know all this information? I know you haven't met me, and this is sudden, but..." She paused and sucked in a breath, shaking her head while searching the girl's face. Maybe she'd have some good reason why?
"Speech"
'thoughts'>
10-06-2014, 08:04 PM
(This post was last modified: 10-06-2014, 08:14 PM by Motif I.)
She could immediately see her shock had upset the other girl, there had been an excitement in her as she told her what she and Bass where now, but in light of Motif?s reaction it had dimmed down, and become perhaps weary and uncertain. Motif held back her sigh, knowing she was going about this the wrong way, but her protective nature was rearing up in her, demanding she find out exactly what this woman?s intentions where with Bass, but.. This wasn?t the way to go about it. She would wait a moment as Wren, in monotone told her the answer to the questions she had sought.
The story wasn't a nice one and Motif imagined it was hard to tell, and not the sort of tale you wanted to tell under duress. She did sigh now, soft and regretful. She wanted to speak, but Wren wasn't finished yet. She gave the last name, and Motif breathed a sigh of relief. Since a certain wolf had beaten Bass in a fight she had tried to find out about him, and learnt that he had spawned a lot of offspring. It had only been a tiny worry that she might met one of those offspring, that they might find their way into Abaven to cause mischief, she didn't really think Wren might be one, but was covering all the bases. His last name had been Armada, not Sartaddi.
Wren stopped speaking now so Motif leaned forward, her expression was apologetic, but still... weary, she was her brother?s sister first, she wanted to protect his body and well-being, yet she had no interest in breaking his heart. ?I never even knew you two where courting so to hear that you two are now mated it was? it came as a shock. I guess I?m not a big believer of love at first sight but I believe a love can develop over time. You caught me by surprise, and I wanted to get to know you, but? interrogating you isn't the way to go about it? but stalking you might be ?So let?s just spend the day together and see how it goes?? she finished. She wasn't worried that Wren might take her position, it was one earned and if she wanted it she would have to earn it, she didn?t think Bass would be blinded enough to back down on that belief of his. She did however worry that a wolf might chose him to manipulate him or gain power through him. Wren didn?t seem like that sought, but it was just... it was so sudden. ?Where are the other two?? Motif asked, looking about herself for her sister and friend, they couldn?t be... giving them time to talk could they? Maybe they were on their way.