Wolfling Winter | Kayax
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				Title: <strong>Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>03-07-2013, 08:30:19</strong>
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				<div align="center">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/07/WolflingWinter-Kayax_Title.png)</div><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/a/aa/Kayax.png)</div><span style="font-family: times new roman;" class="bbc_font">The main village for the Nadaecki pack, it's been in place for over a decade. Since Ts'itu took over it's grown considerably as more of the pack settles in to having homes. Nonetheless, it's deep within pack territory in order to give it the best protection.<br><br>Along the edges of the village are the beta training grounds, which are kept mostly clear of snow. Also within the village are the homes of various pack members and the alpha house which also serves as the main meeting house. A forge, smoke house, and healing hut are also within the village, though their use is varied based on season.<br><br>Most main events take place within the village square or the alpha house, making it a prime meeting spot.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>04-07-2013, 09:25:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Dawn was breaking on the horizon as Ts'itu loped to the top of the crest. Below laid the village. Smoke was already rising from Skrida's forge, and from some of the other houses. Throwing back her head with a joyful howl, she paused to wait for the rest of the pack to catch up. They'd been moving slightly slower, keeping pace with the two new sacrifices and a few of the injured betas. It had been perhaps foolish of her to race ahead like this, but it had been so long since she'd seen the village.<br><br>Her booted feet had broken through the crust of snow, leaving her knee deep in snow. There were still several feet of snow below her feet, packed hard from years of winter. The path left was clear and would hopefully make things easier for the sacrifices at least. They'd been having a hard time with the heavy snow and ice.<br><br>"Oi." Once she was sure she'd caught the attention of her betas, she beckoned with one arm. "Hurry them up." There was no need to explain just who 'they' were. She eyed the sacrifices still straggling along with barely disguised pity. Humans weren't built for these mountains, though they often pretended as if they were. Even her injured betas were moving more easily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 20:50:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Being used to hard labour didn't come close to preparing you for trekking in the snow; at least before she had some sort of cart to sit on when the Winters got bad. If they hadn't had decided to travel through the area they would have made it out perfectly find and she'd still be with the man who'd brought her up and their charming horse. To think, that only ten minutes before everything was as it should have been. At the thought, the redhead lowered her head and sighed quietly, her warm breath releasing in a puff of white air. It was so damn cold. The snow only seemed to become thicker as she carried on, pushing her bodies limits to keep up. She found it hard to believe these...people...found it so easy. Hiti didn't dare pause, not even for a second, as she lifted her head to glance around. Her bright green orbs studied the scenery around them and she had to admit, even with the thick snow everything was beautiful; maybe even more so. <br><br>Hiti was a short girl with a small frame, though she worked hard to keep it in the shape she was. Her skin was very fair, something that came with most redheads (along with her faint freckles) and was a stark contrast to her bright green orbs that seemed to almost glow in comparison to her flesh. She always wondered where she'd gotten her looks from. Hiti was dressed in a pair of dark brown, form-fitting trousers over a pair of tighter black cloth for extra warmth. They were tucked into a pair of knee high beige boots decorated with light fur around the top and on her torso was a simple cream shirt. The shirt was long sleeved and quite baggy, though it appeared to be cinched in at the waist with a thin string; obviously it was her own custom job. Underneath, she wore a simple dirty-green vest top to try and keep her a bit warmer. Draped over her shoulders, falling just under her rump, was a brown cloak that tied at the neck and hung over her small frame. Her arms were tucked safe away under the thick material. <br><br>The girl quickly lowered her head again, staring sullenly at her feet as she trod through the blanket of white covering the land. At one point her foot slipped so far beneath the top lay of snow that it caused her to stumble and loose her balance for a moment, falling to her knees before quickly getting back up again and tugging her leg from the depths. She prayed no one had noticed her fall. Then it was back to walking silently, head down, trying to distract herself from their journey and the company around her. Thinking of company, she peered from the corner of her eyes to the girl in line with her; a brunette with pretty features who was obviously in the same boat she was. Hiti glanced back to her feet, not wanting to be caught staring at the stranger. Upon hearing the voice of the leader telling them to hurry, the redhead puffed out her cheeks in obvious irritation, before wiping her expression clear of any emotion. She didn't try to walk any quicker, she knew she physically couldn't, but she wasn't about to voice her complaints. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 22:09:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Uciz'aani Uk'e nesii "'Nesii"<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax, Making Rounds<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>'Nesii loved the early morning hours. As usual, when Ts'itu was gone, she had risen far earlier than the rest of the Pack and was circling the village that they all called home...at least for the moment. She hadn't even bothered to get dressed to do so, but roamed the village as a large white wolf, her nose scenting the air, feeling the slight chill of the wind through her fur and barely making a sound on nearly silent paws. If you weren't looking for her it would have been hard to spot one shifting blur of white against the snow all around her. If you did see her, you would notice an air of expectancy about the white wolf, as if she was waiting to see something with every turn she made.<br><br>And then she was still, ears forward, nose up, clearly catching something with wolven senses that might not be so obvious to someone with only human hearing or scent. Having heard Ts'itu's howl, she filled her own throat and returned it in kind! Releasing a long howl to welcome the returning Hunters! When the sound died from her throat she gave her fur a sharp shake and, with a happy yip, spun to dart back through the village and into the Beta House so she could change back to her human shape, and into clothing to properly greet the return of her Alpha.<br><br>As she dressed she tried not to grumble. She hated it when Ts'itu lead parties out of the village. It usually meant she had to stay behind, as the Alpha's Second, and it also meant that she wasn't there to watch her Alpha's back if something went wrong. Granted, all of the Warriors were well trained, but some things she simply didn't feel fully comfortable trusting to anyone but herself. <br><br>Dressed in supple leather pants that clung to her legs, soft suede boots laced to her knees, and a tunic (of her own make, 'Nesii is susprisingly skilled with a needle when you can get her to settle long enough to use one) of some soft material whose name she couldn't remember (cotton) but whose vibrant purple coloring had caught her eye on one of their trade trips and she'd had to have it! It was not her favorite shirt but she wore it sparingly to save the color. That she wore it now was a clear statement (to any that knew her) of her loyalty and respect for their Alpha.<br><br>Looking at the few Beta's still in Beta House she turned her gaze, pointedly, to the door, making it clear with just a look that they were expected to come out to greet the returning party as well...or they'd have to deal with <em>her</em> later. Without waiting to see if she would be followed, she left the Beta House and made her way to the edge of the village that the Party would approach from, her face a quiet mask of calm, though inside she was just as eager as anyone else to see what the Party would bring back with them.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 22:32:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Una<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>It was so cold.&nbsp; She shivered and had her arms wrapped around her.&nbsp; It didn't matter that she was wearing a thick wool shirt, tinted a light green color, pants that clung to her nicely but was lined on the inside with fur (something she had made herself), and her fur cloak that she wore.&nbsp; The cloak was something that belonged to her family.&nbsp; It was passed down, though it didn't look the same as it originally had, needing to be fixed and mended as it aged, but it would still keep her fairly warm, if she was home and not on the mountains.&nbsp; She also wore fur lined boots that her pants were tucked into, and not only was there fur on the inside, but it was on the outside to.&nbsp; Despite all of this, she was still freezing.&nbsp; She could see her breath every time she exhaled and when she inhaled, she could feel it go all the way into her lungs.<br><br>She was already tired of walking, her legs a bit sore and would only be more sore tomorrow when she woke up.&nbsp; She wasn't used to this much walking, especially in a harsh environment.&nbsp; She briefly glanced over at the other girl, admiring her red hair, not seeing many redheads herself.&nbsp; She soon, however, started paying attention to where she was walking so she wouldn't trip or fall, like the other girl did just now.&nbsp; She hoped she was alright, and wondered what she thought about all of this.&nbsp; She even went to go and help her up, but before she could get to her, she was already up on her own.&nbsp; She heard the leader of the group tell them to hurry it up, but she couldn't.&nbsp; It was nearly impossible, she was barely able to go this speed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>05-07-2013, 23:43:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, sacrifices and pack members.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon trudged along slowly, breathing easily as they moved on. He shifted his black bearskin cloak and his thin pants to be a bit more comfortable. He was bare chested under his cloak, exposing a good amount of his tribal tattoos that covered his arms and back. He looked around slowly, he caught Ts'itu beckoning them and he gave a low growl toward the sacrifices. "Faster. We don't want to get in trouble for keeping anybody waiting now do we?" He said in a low and lightly annoyed tone. He had scattered bandages over his body the best he could and even with his wounds he was easily outpacing the humans.<br><br>He was also a large man so expecting them the keep up would have not only been foolish, it would have been a bit cruel of him. He had let them walk behind to be nice to them but now he was being told to hurry them up. He let a quick sigh and looked at the Alpha female for a moment, wondering how he had gotten stuck at the back with the sacrifices. He figured it was because he was a bit slow right now but he still didn't have much of a taste for it and he was ready for it to be done and over with.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 00:17:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>A lovely, if rare, smile lightened Ts'itu's countenance for a moment as she heard her second's answering howl. All was well within the village and there would undoubtedly be a welcoming party by the time they'd made it down the hill, at least if 'Nesii had anything to do with it. Likely she'd chivvy all the young betas from their warm beds, grumbling into the snowy cold morning in order to greet the returning warriors. It always made for a good laugh, coming into the village to see proud and fierce 'Nesii waiting to greet them all, while the younger betas stood behind her with teeth chattering.<br><br>Smile settling into a more customary smirk, Ts'itu turned once more to face those coming up the hill. Several of the betas had begun to nudge the sacrifices into a faster pace. The girls were having a hard time of it: the redhead had already tripped a few times and kept scowling, while the brunette looked about as if dazed even as she slogged on. Even further down the line was Kon, still injured and seeming like he'd much rather be anywhere besides with the sacrifices.<br><br>At this rate she'd freeze while waiting for them. Tucking her beaver cloak against her frame more firmly, she began to walk down the hill. The path she'd broken through the snow widened with this second pass, creating some thing of an actually walking path. She nodded to some of the betas as she passed them, knowing that they'd continue up the hill and into the village. It was she who would bring up the rear, making sure that all her pack came home safely. This close to the village it was more symbolic than anything, but she wanted to check on both the sacrifices and her injured betas, specifically Kon. The stubborn man had been pushing himself despite his injuries, as per usual.<br><br>As she approached the two girls and their somewhat unwilling guardian, she slowed her pace. Snow crunched beneath her booted feet and clung to the ends of her cloak. Ts'itu paused and reached up, pushing some of her red hair over one shoulder. The mass of braids and waving curls was barely manageable at the best of times, but the past weeks away from the village had transformed it into a wildly silken mess.<br><br>"Doing well?" she asked when the three had gotten close enough that she could speak in normal tones. "I don't want to strain you, but it's best to get into the village. It's warm there." This was addressed to the girls, though her eyes fell upon the small redhead who seemed so sullen. Then her gaze flickered to Kon and she tilted her head, pale green eyes lighting up with something that only those close to her would recognize as mischief. "And some of us are in need of the healer's touch."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 00:53:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/2a074092-a892-475b-8605-0190f82a965c.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Danae<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village // Healing Hut<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Danae had woken up many hours before the sun had risen over the horizon. She was too busy to sleep, and too worried. She knew the pack would be back soon with the sacrifices, and there was no doubt some might need tending to. She had to make sure that everything was ready, so she spent most of her morning gathering more herbs and making some salves and preparing bandages. Pushing back some hair from her face, she smoothed out the hide that laid on top of one of the hay-filled cot that she kept in the healing hut. The cots were positioned in a circle, fanned out around a fire that burned in the middle of the hut, the smoke rising out of a hole in the center of the roof. She had kept the fire going for a few hours now, so the coals were nice and hot, perfect if she needed to cauterize any wounds. <br><br>Standing up, Danae brushed herself off, and sat down at a table in the corner. One of the sacrifices had brought food to her a while ago, and now the food was cold. With a sigh, she picked apart the bread, eating a few bites before munching on some of the meat that was on the plate. Now she had to wait, and the waiting was the worst part. Finishing some of her breakfast, Danae pushed the plate away and walked through a beaded doorway to her quarters. She stayed in the hut that was attached to the healing hut, as it made her job easier, but mother had told her it did nothing for her love life, working so much. With a sigh, she decided she would take a walk around the village, so Danae put a dark green cloak over her shoulders, the hood up, but still showing much of her braided hair and face. She also had on a cotton top that had some beading and bared just a little of her midriff and a fur-lined leather skirt that just barely touched the ground. On her feet were fur-lined leather boots, laced with leather. <br><br>The bangles on her wrists jingled as she walked outside, making her way to the entrance of the village, where she heard a familiar howl. "Ts'itu!," she whispered to herself, a smile on her face a she picked up the pace. When she got to the edge, she saw Ts'itu's second in command, Nesii. With a nod of greeting, she spoke softly, "Morning," she said to the Beta. The woman next to her was calm, but she knew that Nesii cared about Ts'itu just as much as she did, and she offered her a reassuring smile. As she turned her gaze back to the snowy horizon, Danae let out an airy breath. "Your reverence is a strength that I admire," she spoke to Nesii, her voice calm as her eyes stayed locked in place, watching in the distance. Danae wasn't one for talking much, only speaking when she felt it appropriate, but she knew Nesii needed some comforting words, whether the other girl knew it or not. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 02:15:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Any<br><strong>Where:</strong> Moving about the Village<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Eira made it a point to be up and moving before most of the other sacrifices in the small village. This had nothing to do with wanting to earn brownie points with the Wolves, and everything to do with being seen moving and appearing busy. The busier she looked, the less any of the Wolves seemed to notice that she was around. She never gave one a reason to find her still abed after sunrise (should one come looking in the Sacrifices small house for someone to do some sort of scut work for them) unless she was so sick that she needed the Healer. <br><br>Up before the sun she had seen the Pack Second making her morning rounds and known the Wolf wouldn't bother checking the path of her scent. She was only a human and a known scent at that. This deep into the winter there would be no doubt of her trying to run away and while she might seem to avoid everyone, she always returned and her chores were always completed in a timely and efficient manner. For all that she despised being a sacrifice (and didn't that word want to spin out into a small mental rant of it's own that she hand to tamp down with a low growl at herself!) she wasn't suicidal. <em>When</em> she chose to try and escape, it would be on her own terms, and at such a time as she thought she truly had some hope of escaping and not with it just being a game for the young Beta's to hunt her down and drag her back to her servitude.<br><br>Out in the forest around the village she heard the howling of the Alpha and the Second and didn't flinch at either. Both voices were known to her and the Wolves being happy about being home, or having their others home, was of little consequence to Eira. Tramping through the snow she collected broken branches and twigs to be be dried and used for kindling. Those who ran the cookfires would be up and starting the morning meal soon, and no doubt it would be a feast with the Wolves calling to each other as they were, and a large pile would be needed. Keeping her eyes open she saw signs that the Healer had been out as well. Not many traveled the woods this early and she recognized the shape of her boots and size of her step. <br><br>Only when the basket she used for her collecting was full did she stop to <em>really</em> look around her, to appreciate the beauty of the woods in winter, the light of the sun dawning over the horizon. Staring into the face of that light, as it broke through the trees, she, gradually, let her eyes fall closed, simply letting the faint warmth kiss her face as she murmured a soft prayer to a Goddess she wasn't truly certain listened any longer. Her faith had been badly shaken when a jealous wife had seen to it that she'd been shipped off as a sacrifice and little in the two years she'd been with the Wolves had happened to restore it, but every morning her face was turned to the rising sun and while she never prayed for herself, she offered prayers for those she loved and were lost to her.<br><br>As her prayer came to completion she drew the hood of her grey wool cloak up far enough to almost entirely hide her face, the voluminous robe hiding all but the barest outline of the shape within and her petite stature more than anything marking her as a human female. Hoisting her full basket onto her back she turned back to the village, trudging through the snow in a pair of warm boots that actually laced up above her knees because of her petite stature, grey woolen pants tucked into the boots and a green woolen tunic, all simply made but the wool of good quality and warm enough even for her frail, human, sensibilities. Some of the sacrifices found small ways to decorate their garments, cutting the cloth they were given into more fetching styles, but Eira's clothes were always simply in cut and look. Utilitarian and unremarkable. To glance at them one would never have guessed that her Mother used to praise her embroidery. The greatest hint that she might have untapped skill with a needle was actually in the make of the garments themselves. Simple as they were all they tended to hold up far longer than most other's and her seams were as straight and even as if some machine had made them instead of human hands. <br><br>Returning to the village she slipped to the edge of those gathering to greet the returning Hunters. She had no real care for those returning, but it would be expected that she, and the other sacrifices, would be present to help carry packages to the varying houses as needed and she didn't want to be noted for shirking such a simple responsibility. She didn't want to be noted at all.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 04:37:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Unna whimpered a bit, but kept as quiet about it as she could.&nbsp; She picked up the speed as much as she could when the blond wolf growled a bit at them, the snow, cold, and her legs not making it easy on her one bit.&nbsp; Not to mention, they were going uphill.&nbsp; Despite all of this though, she wasn't wanting to get blamed for slowing them down.&nbsp; She tried to keep her breathing as calm and even as she could, but that too was very difficult.&nbsp; She looked a bit nervously over at the alpha as she spoke to them, but she just simply nodded, spurred on by the promise of warmth.&nbsp; Hopefully, they would get to rest as well.&nbsp; Though Unna wasn't a lazy person, she just didn't want to be put straight to work after all of this trudging through snow and ice.&nbsp; She looked over at the other sacrifice to see how she was doing, before concentrating on where she was walking again.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 05:13:17</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, sacrifices and pack members.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon let a soft but hearty laugh and looked at Ts'itu for a moment and raised his brow. "Oh this? Bah, I don't think I will die from these scratches. Though getting rid of the hindrance might be nice. You think it might be easier for us all if I just carried these two?" He said with a devilish grin, he knew the last thing either of these two would want would likely be the touch of a wolf but he hoped it might speed them up. He was large enough that the lack of heat didn't effect him as much as some of the others but he knew that the three women near him were probably rather cold. He still expected the two sacrifices to voice only discomfort at being thrown over his shoulders.<br><br>Kon looked back to the Alpha as if he was expecting her response to be a bit more rapid fire than the others but he was also waiting to find out. The red headed one looked like she may have had some wit and he found himself wondering if that would turn out to be true or no. He hoped he was right, he could always do with a good laugh.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belisuavious</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 06:23:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Delk%27ali.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Delk'ali Doson<br><strong>Who:</strong> Anyone<br><strong>Where:</strong> Returning with the Alpha outside Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Normally, Delk'ali did not care all that much for the sacrifices. Oh sure, they weren't useless, generally speaking, and the smart ones learned to pull their weight quick enough. Today however, he was grateful for the presence of the two newest sacrifices, simply because it meant he could move at a slower pace. It had been a brief fight on the way to the sacrifices, having stumbled across a small group from a rival pack. Of course, since he had been scouting, Delk'ali had suddenly found himself all alone and surrounded by several angry warriors. Thankfully the rest of his pack was close behind and they had swiftly routed them.<br><br>It wasn't without cost though. Kon had the most wounds by far, having flung himself into the fray with an almost frenzied air, as he strove to prove himself to the Alpha. Delk wasn't entirely sure what his fellow betas reasoning was. Did he want to impress the Alpha, or the woman who held the position? With a shrug he forgot about it, and focused on his own problems. He had caught a blade on his thigh in the fight as he frantically defended himself with his javelin. His weapon had broken, blocking an axe strike that Delk'ali had only seen at the last possible second and desperately moved his fragile weapon into the path of the murderous metal. He would have to carve himself a new shaft, and the iron spike that topped his weapon was in a pouch to remind him.<br><br>The wound wasn't bad, although it had been painful, and had become a dull, pained throb by the time they began the journey back to Kayax. He had bandaged the wound as best he could, but he knew after the first day that he would require a healers services. Still, he made no complaint, and it was only during this last stretch that he allowed himself to slow down. Hopefully he would be able to slip past the current second and her homecoming celebrations and just head straight to the young Omega healer to have his wounds seen to.<br><br>Painful as his leg was, he refused to voice a complaint or let himself be seen limping. He was already smaller than just about every grown member of the Nadeacki, and several of the older pups as well. He knew he was seen as a weakling because he had neither the strength nor size of any Nadaecki his size, which of course meant that in a fair fight, many of the older pups could probably beat him or even kill him if they took a mind to it. Of course, Delk'ali was never in the mood for a fair fight, and he was not a hated member of the pack, merely despised for his apparent weaknesses. Something to be looked down upon, but not to be squished yet.<br><br>His teeth forming a grimace of effort, he stopped a moment at the crest of the hill, where he stopped to take a breath. It could be easily and truthfully explained away as simply enjoying the sight of the village at sunrise, and he did miss his spot in the upper levels of the beta house. Breathing deeply through his nose, he set off down towards the village at a steady pace, moving towards the healer's home.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>06-07-2013, 20:43:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Hiti lifted her head as the the only humans of the group were growled at by the injured blond who had been walking just ahead of them the whole time; she gathered that he was responsible for watching over them throughtout their journey. Words didn't pass her lips, only a soft breath as she stared at the Tikaan, not quite sure what to do. She couldn't physically move any faster and was only slowing as the walking continued; what would happen if she couldn't walk any further? The redhead lowered her head once more, her dark locks falling over her shoulders to hide her face from any peering eyes, trying not to think about the answer to that question. As she walked, her mind began to wonder what their village was like, how they went about their day to day lives. She'd not heard much about them and was a little curious.<br><br>When she heard a female voice, the redhead snapped her head up and blinked at the Alpha, a little discombobulated. She then glanced to the blond male and then at the dark haired girl beside her. When she realized the question was being directed at them, she turned her head and continued walking, speeding up every so slightly even though her legs protested. "Just dandy." Obvious sarcasm dripped from her tongue like liquid gold. The idea of warmth wasn't exactly spurring her on, her body had practically gone numb from the cold, but she couldn't help appreciate the gesture. Of course, she wasn't about to make it obvious. Hiti didn't really understand these people, and she feared she never would; would she be forced to live with them for the rest of her life without being able to understand them? Without a friend? Her bright eyes cast back over her shoulder to look at the other sacrifice and she sighed. Why had this happened to her? Another sigh escaped her lips as she forced herself up the hill, the snow crunching uncomfortably under her feet. Just as she took another step, she stumbled once again and fell to her knee's, only to pull herself straight back up and continue walking, not bothering to look back at the two wolves and other sacrifice. Her face was already a light red from the temperature, but it flushed a little deeper as she hoped they didn't happen to see her second trip.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 05:41:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open [Essentially Everyone]<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Ts'itu's caught the nod of the brunette from the corner of her eye. Though quiet, the girl had been pushing herself since she'd been captured. Likely it was the thought of warmth that spurred her faster now as opposed to desire to please the alpha, but so long as the speed was there Ts'itu couldn't bring herself to care as to its motivation.<br><br>The redhead’s comment caught her attention, causing her to turn to look at the other girl with head tilted and green eyes alight with amusement. “I’ll take that as a yes,” she said. It would be hard not to hear the sarcasm in the girl’s voice, but she couldn’t fault the girl for being in a sullen mood after a hurried march over miles of snow and ice.<br><br>As the girl stumbled, Ts’itu lunged forward. She’d meant to help the girl up but she was already clambering to her feet. With a sigh, Ts’itu shook her head. She couldn’t help admiring the pride that corded the sacrifice, but it might become a problem if she wouldn’t allow for help.<br><br>“Clearly no need to carry them,” she said lightly as the sacrifices continued to slog onward. “They’re motivated by the thought of warming their toes, I’m sure.” She turned and began to keep pace with him, so they might bring up the rear. Her shoulder bumped against his lightly. Though she kept it discreet, her eyes raked down his form, frowning at the sight of many bandages. “Scratches or not, you should get them tended to when we return to the village.”<br><br>Nodding briefly to Kon and the sacrifices, she took off back up the hill. She would do this several more times, she was sure, circling her pack in and dispensing the last orders before they went into the village. Her hair streamed out behind her in a russet mess, seeming to swirl around her form every time she nimbly darted around some obstacle or another. The wolf she was pursuing paused briefly at the top of the hill as she had earlier, and she took that time to increase her speed.<br><br>"Delk'ali," she called as she came near him. The smaller wolf had just begun his limp down the hill, his features set into a mask of deceptive calm. While his injuries were not quite so bad as Kon's, he'd taken one to the leg that was not healing quite as well as it should. Though she did not reach out to touch him as she might have done with some of her other betas, her expression was kind as she drew even with him. For a moment she debated what to say to the wolf, aware that he'd always been a bit sensitive about his size but also knowing that regardless of what she said he would likely try to avoid the celebrations. She'd never quite been able to pin down what it was about the man, who was so talented and yet withdrawn.<br><br>Blunt, she would just have to be blunt. Diplomacy and gentle words were Danae's forte. "Delk'ali, food won't be ready for another hour, even with 'Nesii riding everyone's tails. Go get that wound fixed with Danae and let her know who else she'll be seeing today. And then I expect you at the festivities. You fought well, you should tell your stories at the fire. If anyone gives you shit, even 'Nesii, tell them you're on my orders." She wasn't sure quite how he might take the orders, but she hoped he might be able to read the concern behind her gesture. If not, it didn't matter, he would still be cared for and dragged into the pack's celebrations.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 05:55:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, sacrifices and pack members.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon smiled at the shoulder bump and looked at the Alpha as she walked away. "Oh yes, I will do just that." He called after her and shook his head a bit. He really didn't see the need for the healer but he supposed that was more him being stubborn than it was him being honest with anyone. He was feeling a bit more tired than normal and he knew that part of it was from the extra strain that he felt from his wounds but he shrugged it off once more and looked at the sacrifices. The redhead had spoken and her words had positively dripped of sarcasm, she seemed fiesty and witty. He thought it would serve her well in her new home.<br><br>"Keep that wit and tongue sharp, it will serve you well with us." He said to her, his tone not gruff but not soft, a pleasant mix of the two and a bit deep. He looked at her for only a moment after he spoke to her and then looked away once more. He looked up the hill and let a soft sigh, he was ready to be home, to be able to relax and get off of his feet. He knew that that was an uncommon want for him but today it seemed better than anything else he could have, well anything else in reason that he could have. He didn't see himself obtaining his deepest desires anytime soon and that was sad to him.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 13:44:44</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Hiti couldn't help but mumble under her breath about her situation and she sighed heavily to finish off her frustration, the colour draining from her face slightly, getting over her fall. She heard the taller males words, about keeping her wit, but she simply grumbled at it a little, keeping quiet, of course. Her feet were so numb and her legs so exhausted, it was hard to even function in this climate, let alone stroll to the finish. The warmth of the village started to play on her mind a little more and she felt herself metaphorically tearing up at the subject. <em>I want to be warm.</em> The redhead abruptly stopped, shaking her head from side to side. <em>No! I must not let myself be swayed!</em> Oh, the conflict. It was at this time that she noticed the Alpha dash past her, a grin on her features as she darted to another wolf; a dark haired male up ahead of her. Hiti blinked, slightly in awe of her speed and gracefulness. <em>No! I must not be swayed!</em> Again, she began shaking her head. What was the world coming to? <br><br>The redhead took a few more steps and she finally managed to meet the top of the hill. The small girl stopped at the top, her bright green eyes staring all around. <em>Wow..</em> The view was incredible. She felt like she was on top of the world! A cheesy grin covered her features as she continued to stare around, forgetting where she was for a moment, that was until the blond wolf became clear out of the corner of her eye. <em>Damn!</em> Her expression dropped into a frown and she sharply turned her head, staring down towards the village. This was going to be her home from now on. <em>Maybe settling down would be better then travelling...? No! Don't get sucked in, Hiti!</em> Puffing out her cheeks in her usual manor, she almost pouted to herself and began her decent of the hill. <br><br>It was only then she realized her trembling knee's, her twitching muscles beneath her numb flesh, she wondered if she would even make it to the village on her feet. The next step she took was stable, more so than the snow leading up to the hill. Sadly, Hiti didn't expect this and put too much pressure on her foot, only slipping forwards. From her pink lips escaped a loud 'eep'-like squeal and she landed straight on her rump. The floor was feezing, as she expected, but the wild flush of colour that appeared on her face kept her from freezing on the spot. Hiti sat there for a moment, trying to get her mind back in running order; there's no way anyone missed that. Was she going to be thought of as useless now? The thought made her flush brighter and she pressed her hands to the cold group, steadying herself as she began to stand, carefully this time. Her lips pressed together in a hard line as she slowly rose from the ground, obviously concentrating.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 21:24:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Uciz'aani Uk'e nesii "'Nesii"<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, Danae, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>'Nesii felt the Healer come up next to her before she heard the other woman's voice. For all that she didn't really know her well, she respected her skill as a Healer and the fact that her Alpha viewed the woman as a near-sister. Turning her gaze to meet the other woman's she let a small smile curve her lips, "Good Morning," she replied while thinking on what else the Healer had said. "My reverence has been earned," she finally said at last, her shoulders giving a small shrug that made it clear she wasn't certain why the Healer was commenting on her loyalty to begin with. it was simply a part of who she was.<br><br>She didn't understand that Danae was trying to comfort her, or why the Healer would think she'd need such comfort in the first place.<br><br>Looking up she saw the first of their returning party cresting the hill and suddenly let out a series of sharp yips and howls, her voice ululating up to meet those returning and carried higher as the Beta's arrayed behind her added their own voices in welcome to those returning home as well. Letting her gaze roam those who were drawing closer, she noted slight lips or the way an arm might be carried slightly gingerly, or other small injuries that a less knowing eye might miss, before looking to Danae once more, "Looks like they ran into some sort of trouble and at least a couple of the Beta's will be visiting you for patching up. If any of them tries to give you trouble about their Healing tell them I can find practice and chores that will make them beg for your tender care!" she added with a low chuckle that promised she would work her young Beta's to the bone if they couldn't follow the Healer's instructions.<br><br>Just as she was thinking of orders to give to the Beta's arrayed behind her, she was distracted by a sight that made her burst into peels of sheer laughter! A fresh sacrifice tumbling in the snow like a newborn pup! No doubt the girl was tired and cold but her lack of coordination still made 'Nesii's eyes dance with mirth. Looking sideways to the nearest sacrifice she could fins she snapped sharply, "You, Eira, go help the new sacrifices and see if they can make it to the Sacrifice House without falling head over heels in the snow!"<br><br>Without waiting for a reply, she simply took it for granted she'd be obeyed, she started striding forward through the snow to go and greet her Alpha, that amused grin still twitching her lips when she asked Ts'itu, "More frail girls? We're going to have to get the Beta's to stop thinking of Sacrifices with their dicks and start looking for useful skills. Not all of them will come to us with a trade necessary as Skrida's," she said, actually speaking of the Blacksmith with some respect for his skill in the forge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>07-07-2013, 23:59:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><hr><br><br>It was a fresh winters day. The air had a pleasent, dry bite to it and the snow had frozen over night causing it to have that crisp outer shell. This was the type of snow he thought was easiest to cover ground in. The wet mushy stuff just froze your feet and made everything miserable and the light fluffy stuff was like trying to wade through cotton, you spend more effort but don't get very far with it. Astir heard the howl from Ts'itu just as he came within sight of her. He was near the front, leading the pack and the new human sacrifices. Her orders to hurry the sacrifices up made him smile a bit knowing she was just as eager to be home as he was but he called back to hurry up anyway in that commanding, don't give me any lip tone he used. He was able to catch that smile of Ts'itue's and the howl from Nesii warmed his heart. They had not been gone long but he had missed her, perhaps more than he would admit to himself.<br><br>Looking down the line he saw the red head trip. She was tired he knew and very cold. He wasn't worried though, the village was just over the hill and they had made it safely through the most dangerous parts of the trek. The fight had been a fierce but short one and though he had not been injured a few of the other betas were. Mentally he took stock of everyone's condition for the final time for the trip. Kon was the worst off. It served him right for just jumping into the middle of things like a maniac. It was a wonder he didn't get himself killed really. The guy needed to know his limits, in more ways than one. It irked him knowing it was just Kon's way of trying to impress Ts'itue, who was very much out of Kon's league. Delk'ali was injured as well and the location of the wound worried him. This close to home though and he knew Delk'ali would be alright otherwise he would have tried to help him out.<br><br>As Ts'itu passed him he teased her in her eagerness to get home, "If we push them any harder they'll drop where they stand." he let her pass as he continued on. He rolled his strong shoulders, thoughts of home, a warm fire and hot food in his belly coming to the forefront of his mind. Heavy, black, leather boots punched an easier path for those behind. He wore black leather fur lined pants to ease the bite of the cold. His shirt was white cotton and his jacket was black leather lined with the furs of wild lynx. He had brought along a short sword and a bow for this mission and they served him well. Once he reached the top of the hill he glanced back to see Kon and Ts'itu talking. He was next to Delk'ali at this point and he uttered a low disapproving growl as he waited for the others to catch up. When Ts'itu approached with intent to speak with Dalk'ai he have them room to talk as he glared back at Kon. If Ts'itu wanted to flirt and tease kon that was fine but he would be right there to show him his place the second Kon thought it was ok to make a move on her. <br><br>He started down the hill only to pause at the little shriek of the red head and see her fall once again perhaps for the third time. He walked up to her, barring her path. he gently brushed the exotic red colored hair out of her face. "At this rate your going to twist an ankle." And that was all he said before he grabbed her and threw her over one strong shoulder, ignoring any protest. He wasn't going to let her hurt herself. Then he started down the hill. Astir heard Nesii's excited yelps and cries and he chuckled before he let out a loud, strong howl to answer her. <br><br>As soon as they were down the hill he let Hiti down, gently depositing her on the ground and catching up to Ts'itu and Nesii. He caught what was said and smiled. "Well, men have needs and whoever said they don't have useful skills?" he chuckled. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:23:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> 'Nesii, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>It was cold enough to make a snow owl cry for it's mama. He'd been oblivious in the forge, the roaring fire more than accounting for any morning chill. Muttering curses that were unintelligible even to himself, he continued to slog forward through the snow. There'd been a snow slide from one of the roofs sometime in the night that had yet to be cleared away, meaning he was knee deep in the white hell substance. If he'd been smarter, he thought wryly, he would have waited in his forge and gotten more work done until the celebrations started.<br><br>As he drew near to the entrance of the village, he spotted 'Nesii greeting Ts'itu along with several of the other warriors and sacrifices. Here the paths were clearer, and to warm himself up he began to jog toward the mass of Tikaan and human. His gaze drifted up the hill to where the last few stragglers were coming in, including what looked like two new human girls. He'd need to greet them, hopefully soften them up to their new home so they wouldn't cause too much trouble. Then the one with red hair fell into the snow. Skrida winced in sympathy and increased his pace.<br><br>"More frail girls? We're going to have to get the Beta's to stop thinking of Sacrifices with their dicks and start looking for useful skills. Not all of them will come to us with a trade necessary as Skrida's." 'Nesii's words made him laugh brightly as he slowed.<br><br>"Aw, you mean you didn't pick me for my lovely eyes and irresistible smile?" he said, coming to a halt near the elegant but fierce woman. He gave a respectful nod toward the alpha. Together the pair were enough to make even the stoutest heart wonder at it's courage, especially when they were smiling so predatorily. His breath caught, he smiled again and began to run once more toward the new girls who were not nearly so intimidating as their Tikaan counterparts.<br><br>Once more he slowed as he saw Astir pick up the girl and carry her down the last few yards. He waited, knowing that the Tikaan warrior would put the girl down in a moment. When he did and then strode off, Skrida approached the girl with an easy smile. She was still shaking a bit, had to be freezing cold and exhausted. For all the kindness the Tikaan were capable of, they over overestimated their sacrificial humans. "'lo there," he said cheerfully, reaching out to grip the girl's arm and haul her upright fully. "Not the first spill you've had today?" If it was, he'd be surprised. Her clothing was too damp for this to be her first fall. "Well, I promise the village has stable snow. Finest in the Dyr."<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> 'Nesii, Open [Essentially Everyone]<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>The last of them were coming down the hill, Kon herding the two girls. She contemplated for a moment going back up to help them down, but 'Nesii was already approaching and it was only those few left. They were literally moments away, especially considering it seemed the entire village was pressing out of the gates to meet them. Shaking her head slightly, she turned to fully face her approaching second in command.<br><br>Taking in the amused grin on the woman's face, Ts'itu waited for the comment she was sure was coming. As per usual, 'Nesii's sharp tongue made her laugh, though quietly. She laughed again at Skrida's passing comment, pleased to see him already off to help the sacrifices. Lifting one shoulder in a half shrug, she said, "The small dark one has knowledge of the outside world. It would do the pups good to learn more than what humans are like in rough villages. As for the other...well."<br><br>It was hard to say what had urged her into taking the redhead. Perhaps the defiance in her gaze or the way she'd squared her shoulders as if she were going off into battle. There'd been something, even if Ts'itu couldn't quite pin down what it was. Not that it mattered. They were long gone from the girl's caravan. "Is all well with the village?" she asked. "No trouble with the betas or sacrifices?"<br><br>Astir's voice startled her a bit. <em>I've pushed myself too hard,</em> she thought crossly. It was true she'd slept little since their battle a few days ago, too worried for her injured betas and spending most nights pacing around the campsite looking for any sign of pursuit. Yet it would figure that in these last moments all those nights would finally catch up with her. She turned her head slightly to survey the warrior who was for all intents and purposes her unspoken third.<br><br>"They didn't drop. Aside from the red one," she said, just barely restraining the urge to poke her tongue out at him for his earlier comment. He'd been her friend for so long that he at times inspired such ease in her that she couldn't help it. But in this case she did, keeping her tongue firmly within the confines of her mouth with only the sparkle in her green eyes to alert him to her playfulness.<br><br>Noticing Danae waiting near the gates, she took a step forward and swayed slightly. <em>I will <strong>not</strong> pass out.</em>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 00:41:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // The Pack and another Sacrifice.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Unna trudged through the snow as the redhead fell once more.&nbsp; She tried to hurry to help her up, but before she could, she was already on her feet once more.&nbsp; She herself had slowed down some, despite them hurrying her, not wanting to trip and fall either going down the hill.&nbsp; She watched as she was picked up by one of the wolves and carried down the hill, to be greeted by another man she had no idea if he was a wolf or not.&nbsp; As she got closer though, she could start to hear some of the conversations, but she tried not to eavesdrop, since it was none of her business anyways.&nbsp; When she herself finally got down the hill, she paused for a minute, not sure where she should go or what she should do and decided to just wait for someone to tell her.&nbsp; This was scary, she told herself, starting a new life, having left everything she'd known because she had no choice.&nbsp; She sighed softly and hugged herself tighter as she wished it would warm up.&nbsp; She desperately wanted to go to that fire the alpha had promised.&nbsp; And food, that hiking through the snow had her somewhat hungry.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:04:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, sacrifices and pack members.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon reached the bottom as well and let a bit of a happy sigh. He walked toward Ts'itu and smiled at her a bit as he stopped. "Well, here we are, I'm off to get these looked at, I suppose." He said to her with a bit of a smirk where his smile had been. He walked toward Danae and looked at her. "I suppose I would have some work for you, healer, if you don't mind." He said to her in a playful tone and looked at her as he approached.<br><br>He still felt a bit of reluctance to get himself healed up but he pushed his stubborn nature aside and stopped near the healer, surprised at how easy he had moved across more stable ground. He let a soft and almost bored yawn. He was ready to be healed and get on with the festivities of the night. He wanted to cut loose and relax for&nbsp; a while.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Tl%27akoltseni_Utiye%27.png)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Seni<br><strong>Who:</strong> Danae, Kon, anyone near<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><br>Seni walked toward Danae and laughed a bit at Kon's words. The man that was basically a brother to him always seemed so dour about having to be healed while he on the other hand would do just about anything to be in the company of Danae, he of course had his own reason, one that the blonde didn't seem to share, thankfully. He had a small wound on his right side but was by far in better shape than Kon.<br><br>"Hello, Danae, how are you on this fine day?" He asked her in a pleasant tone as he came to a stop near her and Kon both, looking between them for a moment as he hoped that she would tend him first since he was in much better shape. He didn't want the man to get an infection in any of the wounds so he wouldn't take too much of her time but he did want to have more than Kon.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:12:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> 'Nesii, Astir, Skrida, New Sacrifices<br><strong>Where:</strong> Villaga<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Eira managed not to shoot a dark look at 'Nesii's back when the Pack second ordered her to take care of the falling Sacrifice, but it was a close thing. Instead she kept her face calm and turned to start toward the red head who'd fallen, just in time to watch Astir pick her up and deposit her neatly at the base of the hill where she could be collected. All of the milling feel from the gathered Wolves and Humans would have beaten down the snow enough that falling now would be an exercise in clumsiness, not the fault of the snow.<br><br>Moving forward she saw Skrida speaking to the red head and so she turned her gaze to the other new sacrifice and managed to offer her a tight smile. Smiling wasn't Eira's easiest attribute and if she hadn't been ordered forward she would have left the "Welcome Wagon" routine entirely to Skrida. As it was she approached the brunette who seemed to be milling around and placed a gentle hand on her arm to get her attention, "I'm Eira, the man over there with the red head is Skrida, if you follow us we can show you to the Sacrifice House where you can get warm, get some breakfast, and dry out the damp from your march. While we have everyone outside though, make note of the Alpha, her Second and the Healer," she added, pointing out all three women as she labeled them. "For the most part we're just expected to work out our problems ourselves, but if one of the Males is causing you problems, tell 'Nesii, she won't stand for her Beta's mistreating anyone and will make them end up wishing they'd never laid eyes on you."<br><br>As she finished she looked toward Skrida to see if he had anything to add for the girls and wondered if he would realize that was probably the closest she'd ever come to giving any of the Wolve's a compliment.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/52a4b5b0-3041-4025-8067-1ca988bd10f1_zps1d93cce1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Uciz'aani Uk'e nesii "'Nesii"<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, Astir, Skrida<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>'Nesii let one dark brow arch when Ts'itu mentioned the pups needing more knowledge of the outside world. She thought it was overrated herself, but if Ts'itu wanted it, 'Nesii would help her to get it. Before she could comment however, she heard Skrida's comment in passing, <em>"Aw, you mean you didn't pick me for my lovely eyes and irresistible smile?"</em><br><br>"Not in the least!" she shot back her voice laced with humor as she continued, "I selected you based on a set of broad shoulders and a tight ass," she laughed and snapped her teeth at the blacksmith before dismissing him from her mind. They all knew he was one of the few sacrifices who had come to them willingly, his services in trade for their Healing, and this was another reason she actually respected the Human. <br><br>Turning her gaze to Astir as he made his own comment about the Males having needs she looked up at him and rolled her eyes at him, "If you can convince a Wolf to help you with those needs, you deserve to suffer until you learn to court her better," she said, her voice clipped and prim but her eyes were dancing with amusement as she added, "If those needs are so tiresome, you know where the sparring circle is, perhaps I'm not working any of you Beta's hard enough if you need to go slinking off to the Sacrifice House of a night..."<br><br>Turning toward the gates she noticed the slight sway in Ts'itu's step (no doubt their Alpha had barely slept while she'd been gone!) and stepped forward, taking her arm in a convivial manner, her head tipping toward the Alpha's as if she had urgent matters to impart and wanted them kept quiet, "You need to learn to take better care of yourself on this forays Ts'itu. I have no doubt that our Healer will have words to say to you as well once she's done taking care of the injured...maybe you'll listen to her since you never seem to listen to me!" &nbsp;she added with a low chuckle as she guided her Alpha toward the bustle of the village.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 01:54:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open // All<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Why was the snow so cold, yes it was winter, but did the temperature really have to decrease so much after such a warm summer? The thought made her sigh as she sat there, on the ground, collecting herself. Things really hadn't turned out how she'd planned. She wondered if she could ever get used to living here, with these strangers....<em>Someone's approaching!</em> Her daze suddenly ended and her vision focused once again as a tall male blocked her path. Tilting her head back slightly, wide, bright green orbs stared up to him, a little surprised. He was one of the ones at the front of the pack and he seemed to be uninjured, but she hadn't really looked at him up close like this before. She blinked as the hand moved to her face, his movement gentle as he brushed her hair from her face. Hiti immediately jolted upright, tensing completely as she leaned away from the touch, a small frown on her face. "I-I will not twist-" Before she could finish speaking, the redhead was being lifted straight from the ground and over his shoulder with little to no effort whatsoever. Her pale features flushed a deep crimson and she couldn't help but squirm, feeling terribly embarrassed. "I-I can walk by myself! I'm perfectly capable, you don't need to carry me!" After that, the girl just went silent and still, her hands clinging to the material on his back for dear life, as if he could drop her at any given moment. <br><br>It was only a short walk downhill to the village, thank god; Hiti wasn't sure she could be carried much longer. Once they entered, she was placed safely on the ground without a word from the male. She turned to watch him walk away, a 'thank you' on the tip of her tongue, remaining unvoiced. Hiti glanced around, standing not far from the Alpha and some others; it felt as if she were standing completely alone. Her emerald eyes glanced around as her hands gripped each other beneath her cloak, fingers fiddling with each other anxiously. <br><br>They quickly caught sight of someone approaching...again, and Hiti stared at him for a moment longer than she should have, a questioning expression on her features; was he a human too? When he greeted her, she gave a simply nod, diverting her eyes to the ground to her left. "Hi." Was all she mustered. When he reached for her arm, she flinched a little, only to relax as he shifted her upright, causing her to straighten somewhat. She lifted her head to look at him, her head tilted ever so slightly as he asked about her trips. "Oh. It's nothing. Really." She deflected him easily, though she felt a little guilty doing so. It was only when he mentioned the snow in the village, that she cracked a genuine smile, letting out a small 'pfft'-like-laugh. "Is that right? I suppose I'll have plenty of time to test it out for myself, right?" Hiti's grin grew a little and she extended a hand to him casually. "My name's Hiti. It's a pleasure." Maybe this wouldn't be so bad....The redhead glanced around for a brief moment, her eyes catching all the Tikaan around....Or maybe she was just kidding herself.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 02:09:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> All<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>She was so lost in her thoughts, that she didn't notice anyone approaching her until she felt their touch on her arm.&nbsp; She looked and saw it was a woman and wondered if she were human as well.&nbsp; She smiled softly at her, a friendly smile, thinking that being friendly would get her farther here than hostility and bitterness would.&nbsp; If this was to be her new home, she wanted to make the best of it.&nbsp; She listened as she spoke and took note of everything she said and who all she pointed out.&nbsp; "Thank you Eira," she said.&nbsp; "I'll make sure to keep all this in mind."&nbsp; She assumed that 'Nessi was the second in command and then she looked at all the men that were around.&nbsp; She wondered if she would have problems with any of them.&nbsp; She looked back over at Skidra and the redhead and then back over to Eira.&nbsp; "I'm Unna," she said holding out her hand, the same smile on her face.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 03:14:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/2a074092-a892-475b-8605-0190f82a965c.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Danae<br><strong>Who:</strong> Pretty much everyone...<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br><br>Danae waited, watching the group now coming down the hill, Ts'itu pulling up the front. With a look back to Nesii, she gave a nod. It would seem that most of the group would need healing, and at the very least, a warm fire. With a small smile, she nodded again to Nesii. "If they give me any trouble, I will surely send them your way," she said as she watched the woman walk off to meet their Alpha. She hoped that she wouldn't need to persuade anyone to get help, but she knew sometimes Kon could be stubborn, and the red head girl walking seemed determined to prove herself strong, which was admirable, but she certainly wasn't doing her body any favors. <br><br>She watched a few more go to greet the group, but she kept her eyes on the Alpha, her eyes searching for injuries. When she saw her sway, she let out a grateful sigh that Nesii was there to grab her arm to help keep her upright. Her attention diverted to Kon and Seni though, who came up to her without a fight. <em>'Ts'itu really must've laid into Kon about seeing me if he wasn't putting up a fuss about getting bandaged,</em>' she thought to herself with an amused look on her face. With a nod to both of the guys, she gave them both a warm smile. "Kon, go to my hut, I'll be there in a moment," her voice was calm, but slightly forceful, something she balanced perfectly, especially when dealing with someone as stubborn as Kon. Diverting her attention to Seni, who she knew wasn't injured too badly, she nodded toward the new sacrifices. "Seni, can you show the new sacrifices where my hut is? I would like to check their health and make sure they don't have any injuries." She didn't have to be as forceful with Seni, he seemed to always do what she asked, for some reason. It was useful in situations like these though, where she needed to tend to the Alpha before anything else. <br><br>Walking up to the group that was now formed around the sacrifices, she looked at Eira, who was giving the new girls some sage advice. She waited for the girl to finish before putting a hand on her shoulder to get her attention. "Eira, I've already instructed Seni to show these girls where my hut is, but I was hoping you could bring some hot meals to my hut for the injured? I'm sure they would like something to eat after their long journey." Danae gave Eira a warm smile and a nod of greeting to Skrida before making her way to Nesii and Ts'itu. <br><br>"Welcome home, my Alpha," she said with a slight bow of the head. Even though she and Ts'itu were more like sisters, she was always taught to give respect to her Alpha, even if it made Ts'itu roll her eyes most of the time. "I think it would be wise to let Nesii assist you to my hut," she said with a glance to Nesii, one that said she wouldn't take no for an answer. Looking back at Ts'itu, she narrowed her eyes slightly, daring her to object. It was always that way with Ts'itu though, she was so stubborn, but it seemed Danae was one of the few she would listen to. Even if Ts'itu knew that she was injured, Danae would have to put her foot down and make the wolf listen. She had been that way since they were pups, and Danae had learned how to deal with the stubborn woman over the course her life. Before Ts'itu could object, Danae spoke again. "The ceremony is tonight and the sooner I can look at you, the sooner you can look over the preparations." She knew that Ts'itu would have a hard time objecting to that, and she gave a small smirk, knowing she had won this time. <br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Mikla.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Mikla<br><strong>Who:</strong> Pretty much everyone...<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village <br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br><br>Mikla wiped off the sweat from his brow, chopping the last piece of wood. The ceremony tonight required a large bonfire for the village square and he was providing most of the firewood for the occasion. Slinging his ax over his shoulder, he made his way back inside the carpenter's hut. He hung his ax back on the wall, and removed his leather working gloves from his hands. Moving his way over to a small basin in the corner of the room, he dipped his hands in, letting the cool water wash his face. He had been working most of the morning, but that was his way of life. He was used to waking up early and chopping firewood or gathering materials to repair some of the older huts. <br><br>A howl from outside caught his attention and he knew it must be the Alpha returning with the new sacrifices. A smile played on his lips as he let his imagination wander. The prospect of having some fresh meat around here amused him greatly and he hoped it would be females. <em>'Nothing wrong with wanting something nice to look at,'</em> he told himself with a smirk. He finished up washing his face and neck and placed his toolbelt on a barrel beside the door as he left the hut. <br><br>When he got to to where everyone seemed to be gathering, he noticed the two young girls that were talking to Skrida and Eira; a red head that seemed to sway even with Skrida holding her up, and a brunette who seemed to be hiding behind a fake smile. With a slight grin on his usually stoic face, he stepped into the group next to Skrida. He gave a nod in greeting to the Alpha and the Second before giving Skrida a hard pat on the back. As volunteers, the two had naturally became quick friends, and as such, Mikla enjoyed busting his balls everyone once in a while. <br><br>"For the most part we're just expected to work out our problems ourselves, but if one of the Males is causing you problems, tell 'Nesii, she won't stand for her Beta's mistreating anyone and will make them end up wishing they'd never laid eyes on you." He looked over at Eira and gave a nod to her advice.<br><br>"Yes, and if this male is bothering you, feel free to come to me," Mikla said pointing to Skrida with a big grin on his face. "I'm Mikla, by the way," he said as he introduced himself to the girls before the Healer came over and spoke to Eira. "You're in good hands with the Healer," he spoke more sincerely this time, giving a reassuring smile to the two girls. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 03:56:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> Hiti, Unna, Eira, Mikla<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>It was a fairly well known fact in the village that few could resist Skrida's charm. On occasion, even Eira fell for it, though that was indeed a rare occurance. Nonetheless he smiled at finally getting the small redhead to laugh. She'd clearly needed it, though the relief it might have provided didn't seem to last long. Intent on getting that smile back, he gripped her proffered hand and bent over it in the most courtly way he could manage. "An honor, fairest Hiti. I'm Skrida, the humble blacksmith and unofficial big brother of all sundry sacrifices."<br><br>As he straightened he heard Eira's advice to the smallish dark haired one. "I do believe that's the closest I've ever heard you come to complimenting one of the wolves," he said to Eira. Though his words seemed teasing, it would be impossible to miss the way he seemed genuinely pleased. Unlike many of the sacrifices he'd never quite been able to understand why there was so much animosity toward the wolves. That Eira seemed to at least minutely be getting over her own was a good sign.<br><br>Mikla's hand slapping into his back was unmistakeable. It was only through a couple of years of practice from living with the man that he kept from wincing. "I'm never bothersome," he said a bit crossly. "I'm a delight. And exactly <em>which</em> one of us is the one who has managed to sleep through half the village, hm?" Grey eyes dancing with mirth, he punched the other man gently on the shoulder.<br><br>He smiled to the dark haired one, Unna, as well, and bowed over her outstretched hand as well. She seemed more at peace with her situation, which boded well, though he couldn't help noticing the way she kept shivering. "In any case, if either of you ever need anything you can feel free to drop by the forge and workshop. Usually Mikla or I will be there. Just follow the heat and you'll find it quick enough. We're not as good as the alpha or the second, but we can knock some beta heads in a crisis. Of course, you could always hide behind Eira as well. I'm fairly sure her glare could make Father Moon himself flee with terror."<br><br>As if summoned by Mikla's words, Danae appeared by their group. He smiled at her slightly, and then grinned at the girls. "Best listen to her. Seni's the tall menacing looking one over there."<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> 'Nesii, Danae Open [Essentially Everyone]<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Ts'itu's sighed with relief as she felt 'Nesii grab her arm. To outsiders it would merely seem that 'Nesii wanted to discuss some minor detail or another, instead of trying to prop up the alpha who'd pushed herself too hard. "We were ambushed. Delk'ali could have been killed. I doubt you would have been able to sleep either," Ts'itu said. Though she knew her second was only trying to gently chide her, she couldn't help the flash of protective fury that lit her at the thought of her beloved pack being damaged. Tired or not she could have fought another battle right then, would have if it had been necessary. Blessed Mother Winter, it wasn't necessary.<br><br>Seeing Danae approaching, Ts'itu held back a tiny groan. She was delighted to see her all-but-blood sister after so long apart. She loved her pack, but Danae still loved her enough as a person to give her guilt trips instead of merely bowing to her station as alpha. When she'd dreamt of being alpha she'd never thought she would miss guilt trips.<br><br>"Bah, Danae, can't you just give me a hug?" she said, holding up her free arm in clear invitation. "And I'm just fine, an hour of sleep and a rabbit or two, I'll be fit as a fiddle." If she'd intended to argue further (and she had), she would have continued on this vein. Danae's narrowed eyes stopped her cold. Any minute the guilt trips would begin, along with the gentle threats. Though she'd already lost, she drew herself up to her full height and said, "Alright. But you must tend to the other's first. Delk'ali's been limping for miles from that wound in his leg, I believe Kon was trying to get himself killed, and the sacrifices are inches away from becoming one with Mother Winter's breath."<br><br>Then, as regally as she could manage when the ground seemed to be intent on switching places with the sky, she began to stride off toward the Shaman House.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:47:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> All<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Unna blushed a bit, or would have if she had any heat left in her body, when another sacrifice joined him.&nbsp; She couldn't help but think of him as attractive.&nbsp; Skrida was too, but she couldn't help but admire Milka as he had introduced himself.&nbsp; "I'll be sure to do just that," she smiled softly at him.&nbsp; When Skidra commented on it, that really did make her blush and she couldn't help but smile a little in amusement.&nbsp; She felt ashamed of herself, because this really wasn't any of her business, but she couldn't help it.&nbsp; She herself had never been with anyone though.&nbsp; That's when Skidra bowed over her hand and she smiled at him too.&nbsp; "Thank you," she said to all of them.&nbsp; "And I will be sure to come looking if I need anything."&nbsp; She looked over at the redhead and gave her an encouraging smile.&nbsp; They both were not happy to be here, and she could sympathize with her.&nbsp; Maybe she could try and comfort her later.&nbsp; She looked up as another woman joined them, but this one was a wolf and was insisting that she take a look at them.&nbsp; She recognized her as the healer Eira had pointed out.&nbsp; She listened to her and then looked over at Seni, that Skidra pointed out.<br><br>He was menacing looking and she was a bit intimidated to go over to him, but she did, really wanting food and fire.&nbsp; She was so cold and hungry and she felt like she could drop any moment now.&nbsp; "Hello," she said to him when she got up, trying to be a bit friendly and bit her lip softly, from both, intimidation and trying to get her teeth to stop chattering.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:49:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><hr><br><br>Astir let his teasing smile reach his dark eyes when Ts'itu teased him about giving the sassy red head a lift. There wasn't any doubt that he was interested in her, having eyed her nearly the entire trip. What could he say he wanted an excuse to do something like that the entire way home. "Well she made it down at least." He did catch that playfulness of his alpha knowing that she would have stuck her tongue out at him if it were a less public setting. He understood her need to have a certain appearance to the pack and he didn't cross those lines, not publicly anyway.<br><br>He caught Nesii's gaze, those eyes every bit the predator mocked him with a frivolous roll and those soft lips issued a cold yet cutting hello. "Outch, I missed you too my sweet as cream Nesii." he teased her. "No one makes me suffer like you do sweet heart." he was treading very close to some sort of retaliation from his little love interest. He rose a brow at her threat to work him harder. "Oh? Any time you feel the need to test me, please, feel free..." most would be afraid to push that line the way he did with Nesii. They viewed her with this mixture of awe and fear. he respected her but there was no fear of her. True his antics had earned him extra hours of work out time but he didn't mind. She had him doing push ups for an hour once for being a little too bold with her.<br><br>Astir noticed Ts'itu's sway at the same time as Nesii but Nesii got there first. He had noticed how she barely slept despite his efforts to calm her and get her to bed when it was his watch. All he could do was give her some tea and watch her wear herself out. It just meant more work for him sense he had to watch not only her but the injured betas and the sacrifices as well. Of course he didn't think she thought about what sort of demands that placed on him but he could take it. He was tired but it wasn't anything some hot food and a good nights sleep wouldn't cure. He watched Danae start to organize things and try to get Ts'itu to get some treatment. Maybe with the two of them she would give in. He tried to catch Danae's eye and when he did he gave her a little wink. Ts'itu was in good hands and he had done well in watching over everyone. He rolled his shoulders again and stretched a little. It was a thankless job but someone had to look out for everyone. He saw Ts'itu walk off to the&nbsp; Shaman House and he didn't follow her, not there anyway.<br><br>"Alright everyone lets get inside! I'm starving!" he called as he hustled the remaining humans and wolves in doors so that the party could begin in earnest. He made sure those who needed medical attention went to see Danae and those who did not were busy preparing for the feast. He didn't let anyone slack off and if they didn't look like they were headed inside or doing something he would quickly give them something to do.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 04:59:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/cc8b0e54-722b-4004-9c15-840827963052_zpse2771e5a.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Unna, Hiti, Mikla, Danae<br><strong>Where:</strong> Villaga<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Taking the young brunette's hand in greeting, Eira wasn't sure if she would have said more or not, when the Healer asked, well <em>told</em> her to take the girls to Danae's hut to be checked out. She was also asked to bring food for the wounded, which she had expected but that didn't stop a flash of annoyance from flaring across her face, and being quickly buried. After all, it was simply assumed she would obey and before she could so much as agree the Healer...the Wolf...was off with her own kind, her words to Eira forgotten and likely to remain so unless Eira didn't bring the requested food.<br><br>Turning her attention to Skrida's words she let her shoulders shrug slightly, "Stating the truth isn't a compliment. 'Nesii won't allow the Beta's to harm the sacrifices, so there's no need for the girls to be concerned that they will need to put up with advances they don't want. If they <em>choose</em> to take up with the Beta's however, that's their choice. It's one of the few left to us so they might as well know it's theirs," she added , her voice actually managing to be colder than the wintry air they were breathing, not toward Skrida, but toward the situation in general and the Wolves in particular.<br><br>She might be able to make herself all but unnoticeable to the Wolves, it was harder to remain so among the other Humans. They spent too much time pushed into close contact.<br><br>Snapping her mouth shut she shook her head gently, drawing a deep breath and letting it out slowly while watching the antics between Skrida and Mikla. Watching them put a small smile on her lips. In unguarded moments she had to admit that both were handsome and each had his own charm, but she never let thinking like that last long. Thinking like that was the first steps down the road to becoming content with her lot and contentment would destroy her plans to escape more surely than death.<br><br>"If you need me to glare down the Wolves God I think you've gotten yourself into even more trouble than I can help you with. Anything short of that and you can feel free to ask. For all their size, most of the Beta's don't really seem to know what to when a tiny little woman barely bigger than one of their pups stands in their path." she said with a small shrug, clearly speaking of herself, and her petite frame, as the tiny woman.<br><br>"All right, let's get to the Healer's hut. You both need to be checked out and I don't want to hear it if a group of injured Wolves start whining about not having food to eat. Skrida, Mikla, would you two check the Sacrifice house and see if a spare cloak and set of boots can be dug up for the girls so what they're wearing can have the chance to dry out properly?" she asked but there was an edge to her voice that made it clear she actually expected them to get the items she asked for. It came from being raised the daughter of a Knight, she had been trained to run her own household and couldn't entirely fall out of the habit when she was will the other Humans.<br><br>Managing a slight smile for the girls she guided them to Seni before promising she'd see them shortly in the Healers hut, before going her own way to get food for the injured Wolves.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 05:30:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Unna, Eira, Mikla, Seni.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Village.<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>That smile of hers returned as the male took her hand, giving her some cheesy greeting that she rather enjoyed. "Skrida, I'll remember it." She had to admit, she was quite impressed that one of the humans were something as important as a Blacksmith, but it also made her question the reasoning behind being chosen as apart of the Sacrifices. Her mind flicked back to the Alpha, if only for a short moment or two. Lowering her arm back to her side and under her cloak, her eyes turned on the girl she'd been traveling with. How rude, she hadn't even caught her name until now! "Unna, is it? I'm Hiti." Then, she turned to the dark haired girl who had joined them and she gave her a small, yet noticeable, nod of her head. "And...Eira." Hiti had always been terrible with remembering names and she prayed that they wouldn't take it to heart should she mess up or get them wrong while she got used to her new surroundings and its company.<br><br>The next person to approach was a wolf, who she gathered by the Eira's conversation, was one of the healers of the group. Her eyes ran over the tall Tikaan and she found herself admiring her beauty. Of course, when Hiti realized what she was doing, she cursed herself and stared away, only listening to the conversation silently. Another! There were so many people; she wasn't sure she could get used to such a crowd. A male had appeared, slapping Skrida on the back as if it were their normal greeting, while exchanging words. Hiti watched them for a moment, the faintest worried expression present on her features. "Mikla.." She mumbled. The only way the redhead found she could remember names a bit quicker was to say them out loud, and she frowned, thinking how stupid she must look repeating everyone's names. "If I need help with anything, you'll all be the first to know." A lie. She grinned a little, only to sigh with her head to the side, eyes staring off some place in the distance. She would never tell anyone her problems, that was true enough, but Hiti had always been told she was like an open book when it came to her emotions. Another sigh. <br><br>There was so much to concentrate on and she was so exhausted and cold that she found she could only focus on one person at a time. Hopefully a good sleep would do the trick in fixing that. Eira then said something that made her blink in concern: <em>So there's no need for the girls to be concerned that they will need to put up with advances they don't want. If they choose to take up with the Beta's however, that's their choice.</em> She stared at the other for a moment, a little stunned by her words. At least that was a positive and Hiti already set her resolve about 'taking up' with anyone in the village; she simply wouldn't do it. The redhead shook her head quickly, trying to confirm her secret conclusion to herself. <br><br>When Eria began to take control, Hiti simply followed suit without much thought; it was a lot easier to take orders from her than the wolves, that was for sure. As she asked the two males to go collect some things for her...for them...Hiti's bright orbs watched them for a moment. In all honesty, she didn't want to get out of her clothes. She wanted to remain in them for as long as possible. She followed Eira slowly across to a male wolf who looked....intimidating to say the least. Hiti pulled her shoulders up to her neck out of habit and lowered her head, puffing her cheeks out a little as she stood silent. Her eyes followed Eira as she left them and she only seemed to sink a little more. The girl couldn't help but notice Unna, the Sacrifice she'd traveled with, trying to talk to the tall wolf, trying to make some sort of conversation. She admired her for that, but she wasn't about to do the same. Her mind wandered to what the check up by the Tikaan healers would entail as she fiddled with her fingers beneath the robe. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Belisuavious</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 05:44:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/2/24/Delk%27ali.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Delk'ali Doson<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu, <br><strong>Where:</strong> Hill<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Delk'ali stopped when he heard the Alpha. Turning and standing straight, and somehow managing to keep the wince off his face, he listened to her orders. He was too weary to give much in the way of a response, aside from a quick salute, bringing his fist to his chest in one swift motion. When she turned to leave, he let out a breath he was not aware he had been holding. Well, it seems that Delk'ali would be telling the story of how he bravely ran from the enemy in an attempt to save himself. How he had valiantly protected himself from a single enemy beta who looked to be barely out of puphood, yet was bigger and stronger than him. How, despite his best efforts, he had to rely on the others to save him from this one foe. Tonight would be an entertaining story indeed.<br><br>A quick glance down the hill showed him that Danae was waiting with 'Nessii, and that he wouldn't need to give a report about the wounded. Instead he started moving away from the reception, glad that the growing welcoming committee provided a good distraction. He made his way to Danae's hut on the hill by the village. He would get there before the other wounded, even with his leg, since they were all being held up by the greeting of the Second.<br><br>He saw the familiar structure and automatically began a running tally of the amount of times he had been to this building. Too many, and more than almost any pup before him, which turned his lips in a wry smile at the thought. He had probably spent more time in this building than in any other in the village.<br><br>(Rest is continued in the proper thread)<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 05:49:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Danae, Seni, Hiti, and Unna<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon laughed a bit at Danae and looked at her for a moment. "Yes, mother, I would hate to make your job any harder." He said to her in a teasing tone. He started to walk off toward the hut, his eyes on the sacrifices for a moment. "Don't be afraid of this pup, he has no bite, I assure you." He said with a smile and a wink as he walked off slowly, he knew that they would be cautious, he was a wolf and both Seni and himself were rather large men but they both tried to be nice more often then not. Kon was a bit tempermental he knew but he always did his best to be good for as long as he could be.<br><br>He moved on a head of the other three, even in his injured state he was impressive, graceful for a man his size. He looked back every little bit like he was regretting his choice to allow the healer to look at him. He couldn't help getting so injured, he felt a driving need to be within the fray of every fight. He loved the feel of it, the energy, the rush. Fighting another with the thought of death in your mind was a rush that little could come close too. <br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Tl%27akoltseni_Utiye%27.png)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Seni<br><strong>Who:</strong> Danae, Kon, Hiti, and Unna<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><br>Seni smiled brightly at the two women and stepped forward. "I am Seni, and you are?" He asked them in a bright and pleasant tone, clearly offsetting his imposing look. He was laying it on a bit thick but he wanted to put them at ease. "Come on, follow me and bumblehead up there." He said as he looked at Danae once more. "I'll have them over there for you." He called to the healer and looked at the two women once more as he turned and started to walk away from them. He let a soft breath and looked around.<br><br>He was ready to get inside and get healed and then go to the festivities. He wanted to have some fun and be with the pack, he was ready for it all. He wanted to be able to cut loose. He hated having to be so restrained all the time. He was much more uppity than his normal appearance show. "I do hope that you two will enjoy yourselves. We are not as bad as people make us seem, you know." He said soflty and looked at them, his more rugged and normal tone seeping in.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 06:51:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> All<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Unna smiled at Hiti and said, "It's nice to meet you Hiti."&nbsp; Though they had met before, obviously, this was the first time they actually talked to one another.&nbsp; Her attention was dragged away quickly by the others and she was a bit surprised out how cold Eira's tone had gotten.&nbsp; And by the way she spoke, she figured she would have to watch herself around the men here.&nbsp; She was also rejoicing at the thought of warm and dry clothes and boots, though Hiti would need them more than her as much as she had fallen.&nbsp; She was completely soaked in snow.&nbsp; She followed Eira over to Seni and noticed how Hiti shrunk away from him.&nbsp; She couldn't really blame her, that's what she wanted too, but she was determined to not show her fear.&nbsp; That fear of hers ebbed when Seni spoke up though.&nbsp; "Unna," she answered him.&nbsp; She went to follow him as he led them to the hut, but she did stay near Hiti so that she wouldn't have to be alone.&nbsp; She didn't want to be alone either.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reia</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 06:56:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting01.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax, Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Son' Lahleli had been just on the outer edges of the village when she heard her Alpha's call. Instead of answering, she lowered her head and pushed herself into going faster, her teeth clamping down tighter around her kill. It wasn't much, a large snow rabbit, but this morning's hunt had been meant as nothing more than an exercise in stress relief. Having been told to stay back due to an injury had infuriated her, even when she knew it was for the best, and when realizing that the group would be back today, Son' Lahleli had decided to run off some excess energy.<br><br>Her small house was ice cold, the fire long since gone out, so she had no problems with dropping her food off to be tended to later. The clothes she pulled on after shifting forms were light and wispy, barely there protection against the cold, and when she stepped outside, snow crunched satisfyingly under her bare feet. For Son' Lahleli wearing as little as possible and running around without foot wear was a way for her to keep connected to the world around her, to her wolf form. Some found it odd, but she didn't care and she had made sure to at least wrap a thick fur shawl around her shoulders as she made her way to the greeting party.<br><br>Ts'itu was walking away from the group, looking tired and weary. Son' Lahleli bowed her head respectfully towards the young woman, murmuring a quiet and respectful, "Alpha," under her breath as she passed the red head. She briefly met their Second's eyes and gave the other woman a small smile, knowing that ‘Nesii would be busy at the moment, and decided to pay her a visit later on.<br><br>Spotting Skrida amongst a group of sacrifices, two of which she didn't recognize, she made her way over to him. Eira was leading the two new girls away as Son' Lahleli approached and she frowned thoughtfully at the smaller women. It never ceased to amaze her how small humans were and she always wondered at the gift she and her brother had been given when they were made more wolf than not. Just as she reached Skrida and Mikla a familiar yip alerted her to her brother and she glanced back as he trotted into their midst in full wolf form, coat gleaming in the early morning light.<br><br>"Ah, it seems that my asking after your whereabouts is no longer necessary." Her look was slightly reproachful and she shook her head at Nilteni. "Scele, you know all I ask is that you tell me where you go." Son' Lahleli spoke softly but forcefully, her voice gentle in a way that was rarely directed towards the other wolves of the pack.<br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Reia-NilteniTudi_Posting03.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Nilteni Tudi<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, Skrida, Mikla<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Son' Lahleli was just joining the greeting party when Nilteni skidded into the small clearing and he yipped in contentment to see his sister joining the pack for such a simple, yet important, ritual. He knew that she'd been bitter about not having been allowed to join and he'd worried that she would withdraw even further into herself, but seeing her out and about, nodding at their Alpha and giving ‘Nesii a small smile released a tight ball of tension he'd been holding for the past few days. Even her light scolding wasn't enough to daunt his mood and he licked at her hand in apology, tongue wagging as he looked up at her with wide, golden eyes.<br><br>As soon as she rolled her eyes he knew he was safe and he let out a soft, joyous bark. Son' Lahleli's mouth twitched a bit before she turned away, her hand briefly passing over his fur as she headed back towards their small home. It saddened him and Nilteni sat on his hunches, a soft whine escaping as he watched his sister walk off, his earlier mood slightly dampened.<br><br>However, knowing that Skrida and Mikla were right there, he quickly straightened up and jutted his snout out the best he could, prancing around the two sacrifices with a put on, haughty, air and nudging at them with his cold nose.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 08:05:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v632/lori103/Anime/2a074092-a892-475b-8605-0190f82a965c.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Danae<br><strong>Who:</strong> Pretty much everyone...<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village // Healing Hut<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Danae eyed her alpha and with a gentle smile, gave Ts'itu a tight hug. "I'm glad you have returned, dear <em>sadae</em>," she whispered in her ear, using the term for 'older sister' in Tikaan as a sign of love and loyalty to woman she was holding. She stayed like that for just a moment, not wanting to make her affections for Ts'itu too much of a public spectacle with this many around. As she pulled away, she was glad that Ts'itu thought better of arguing with her, as it would have been fruitless anyway. When she mentioned Delk'ali and Kon though, her face got a bit more serious. "I will tend to them, but I will tend to you as well," she said with a firmness in her voice. <br><br>She noticed Astir had given her a wink, and she only gave a small tilt of the head as acknowledgement. She knew that he cared deeply for their Alpha and was glad that he and Kon had managed to keep her fairly safe during this trip, and not killed each other in the process.<em> 'Although no one can save Ts'itu from herself,'</em> she thought with a slight sigh. She worked harder than anyone in the village and Danae knew that Ts'itu had the tendency to push herself too far sometimes, but usually Danae was around to take care of her. She was glad that there were so many who cared for their Alpha, and Danae was happy to share the burden. <br><br>Danae looked over at Astir as she turned to walk back to her hut. "Thanks for watching over our Alpha, and if you need anything, let me know," she said with a knowing gaze. With a nod of the head, she walked away, the bangles on her arm jingling as she made her way to the Shaman House. <br><br><br>((Link to next post in Shaman House: HERE (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178713.msg8531223#msg8531223) ))<br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Mikla.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Mikla<br><strong>Who:</strong> Sacrifices and others<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village <br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Mikla gave a small shrug at Skrida's words, a teasing smile playing at his lips. "You know the Tikaan women get when they're in heat, they're insatiable!," he exclaimed with a wiggle of his eyebrows. In truth, he was used quite a bit by the female Tikaan in the village, though he didn't mind much. Most of the time they wanted someone to please them, and Mikla was happy to oblige. This might seem great on the outside, but if he were honest with himself, he would admit that he wanted much more than a good lay. Deep down, he was a romantic, and after seeing his father die alone he knew he wanted someone to grow old with, and share a life with.&nbsp; <br><br>When Skrida spoke again, Mikla had another good laugh. "Yes, don't let the wolves fool you, Eira is certainly the most terrifying person in this village," he said giving the sour-faced woman a teasing grin. He turned back to Unna and Hiti, giving them a smile and looking over at the Alpha and the group around her. "Don't let anyone frighten you though, you'll get used to this place and it will become your home as much it is ours," he said in a more serious tone, trying to ease the girls' minds. He hoped that Eira wouldn't rub off on them, and they would adjust much easier than she had. He wasn't sure why Eira hated it here so much, but he didn't want Unna and Hiti to feel the same way. He would do everything he could to make sure the girls were taken care of, not wanting them to be as miserable as Eira always seemed. <br><br>When Eira gave the orders to find the girls some cloaks and boots, Mikla couldn't help but roll his eyes as she walked away with the two girls. "We better do what she says, she seems particularly bitchy today," he said with a chuckle, nudging Skrida. <br><br>He was about to walk off when he saw a Beta come up to them, Son' Lahleli. With a respectful bow of the head, he greeted her and before he could answer, he heard another familiar yip nearby. It would be Nalteni of course, who was never too far from his sister. He watched the exchange between the two of them, and gave another bow of the head when Son' Lahleli walked away again. He almost envied their sibling bond, not even giving a second thought to the rumors that went on about them, it was nothing but idle gossip. What he saw was a love that few could understand, including himself. Feeling a nudge on his hand he laughed at Nalteni's antics and let his hand run across the wolf's soft fur. "Sorry, Nalteni, we actually have work to do," he said in a gentle teasing tone, motioning for Skrida to follow him to the Sacrifice House to get the items Eira wanted, she would certainly have <em>their</em> hide if they didn't do what was asked of them.<br><br>((made some small edits to the last paragraph of Mikla's post))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 08:44:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> Hiti, Unna, Eira, Mikla<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>"I don't know where he is," Skrida said, already holding his hands up as if to ward off the woman striding toward him purposefully. His gesture was belied by the genuine smile on his lips. "I don't know why you always assume I'll know where he's gotten off to." Except he somewhat did. Son' Lahleli was observant, he wouldn't have put it past her to have noticed the way his eyes often followed her brother's form with subdued longing. Bloody observant wolves.<br><br>He was saved from further contemplation by the wolf himself. Nilteni skidded to a halt among them, already barking and wagging his tail like some sort of overgrown puppy. When the warrior was like this, it was hard to resist the urge to rub the other's ears and coo nonsense. However easy going Nilteni might have been, it was still probably a bad idea.<br><br>A few minutes passed, Skrida looking away from the scene of Son' Lahleli and Nilteni. He was fond of both of them, respected them for their prowess, but he couldn't help feeling a bit awkward at times around the two. It wasn't for thinking they were involved, cheap gossip by smirking betas, but because he couldn't help feeling that he was peeking at a bond too great for mere humans to understand. At the very least, their silent or one-sided conversations made one insatiably curious and it was bad to stick one's nose into the business of wolves when unasked for.<br><br>When he chanced a look back, he saw Son' Lahleli appeared to be leaving. "Hope you'll be at the fire tonight," he called so she might hear despite the distance she'd already covered. "Someone needs to keep this puppy in line." Already Nilteni was nudging at Mikla and him, nose cold as the snow on the ground.<br><br>He dropped to a crouch before Nilteni and beamed at the other. "I know <em>you'll</em> be at the party, probably half naked. As usual. How you manage that I will never understand." Nor did he particularly need to understand, so long as he could continue to appreciate it. "I appreciate how we work day after day, tirelessly crafting items for the village. But fetching clothes is what qualifies as 'actual work.'" Skrida stood and shook his head. "Come, let us do the terrifying woman's bidding."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 13:29:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/37/Ts%27udzagha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'udzagha Zhergan<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Arriving in Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning<br><hr>The morning sun was breaking over the tree tops as Zherghan finally glimpsed the village between the trunks. He had travelled the last part of the journey by foot rather than paw, in case any of the children were already up and playing. It wasn't unusual for them to get up in the early hours and watching the moon and sun hunt each other over the morning sky. He had thought them to do so after all. In the twilight of the astral hunt even humans could sometimes glimpse the spirits prowl between the trees. The connection between this world and the next was only stronger under a full moon. He had spent the last three moons on the highest peak of the mountain range, living off the land itself and meditating the future of his tribe. To his dismay it looked bleak.<br><br>As he broke out of the treeline and walked towards the center of the village people smiled and greeted him. Only the sacrifices held their heads low, averting their eyes from his. If only they could stop doing that. Perhaps if the more childish of the betas stopped spreading rumors that his eyes could steal the souls of sacrifices. It didn't take long before rumor spread and the children started to flock towards him. They surrounded him with questions. Where had he been, had he brought something back, had he fought any evil spirits?<br><br>"Calm yourself children!" He finally stopped by the well in the middle of the village and sat down, placing his shaman's staff over his lap as the pups nestled around him. "I have been travelling for a long time between the worlds. I must rest and gather my strength." He scratched his bearded chin with a stern look, the little kin pouting all around him. He couldn't hold his smile back as he pulled out a beautiful white flower from within his robes and showed it to his wide eyed audience. "This flower grows only on the southern side of the highest mountains. It gathers dew when the sun rise and as night falls milky ice drops form on the outside of its petals. A ram told me that these flowers cures fevers and shakes if ground down and boiled, so I am bringing a pack of them to Danae." He handed the flower to a little girl and stood up. "Go play now, I must find the Alpha and bring her news."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 14:00:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Unna, Seni, Kon.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Village.<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>When the male smiled brightly at the two new Sacrifices, Hiti couldn't help but distrust him more and she continued to sink into herself, making herself appear even smaller. She was very uncertain about a lot of things, but she did know she wasn't comfortable around these people. She heard a couple of stories of the Tikaan, though they were pretty much still a mystery to her and more than anything else, Hiti was afraid of the unknown. When Unna willingly replayed her name, the redhead decided she was probably going to have to relay hers at some point as well and parted her cold lips. "...Hiti." Her green eyes lifted for a moment to stare at the two wolves, only to lower her gaze once more. Unna seemed a little more at peace with everything. She was jealous of her for that, yet also admired her for it too. <br><br>Hiti began to walk once again, her aching legs only more evident now that she'd stopped for a moment. She trudged through the thin layer of know, leaving her own footprints mixed in with others. She watched her feet and listened to the light crunching sound, blocking out everything else she could hear. The girl lifted her head, turning back to glance over her shoulder before stopping abruptly. The redhead had spotted something that wasn't there before, one of them was in their wolf form. Her eyes stared widely at the playful creature; it was so hard to believe every Tikaan here could do that. Clearing her throat and pulling herself away from the sight, she quickly snapped her head forwards and began walking again, this time a little more rigidly. Her lips pressed down into a concerned line and her breathing quickened, only for her to manage to gain control over it seconds later. Hiti's bright eyes stared up at the men ahead of her, no, past them. She spotted a hut there, which she could only guess was the Healer's hut. Her sudden fear began to gently melt away then, like winters snow before a beautiful spring morning. She needed to control herself, she couldn't be afraid of everything; she couldn't! The inner termoil was obvious on her pretty features as she battled with herself silently.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 16:08:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><hr><br><br>Astir caught the tilt of Danae's head, knowing she was going to be very busy for the next few hours. Luckly she knew who to call if she needed someone restrained. He silently hoped kon wouldn't be co-opertive so he could man handle him a bit. It was all he could take being stuck with the guy the entire trip, watching him flirt with Ts'itu. He had pulled him aside once and told him not to try anything in not too polite terms. The thank you from Danae made him smile softly. "Just make sure she takes her medicine doc." he said.<br><br>He noticed Son' and Nilteni had joined them. He had mixed feelings about the two of them and his feelings were even more mixed with Nilteni. He was about to tell them to quit slacking and name a few chores when he felt more than saw a presence he knew well. His sent drifted over, mingling with others in the chill air but he knew it non the less. Zherghan. He turned in time to see him break from the tree line. The hair on the back of his neck rose as he looked at him. Zherghan had been gone for quite some time and it had been easier on him without him here. He looked him over carefully, listening to his words. He had the sent of earth and sky, pine and things not of this world clinging to him and there was no doubt that he had news for there alpha and by the look on his face it didn't look like good news. He didn't want to but he knew as Ts'itu's third he had a duty to uphold no matter how uncomfortable Zherghan made him the pack came first. Sighing he walked over to Zherghan as the children scattered. His approach was slow but he gave Zherghan eye contact to let him know he was going to speak to him. it was rare that he voluntarily put himself in the presence of the man.<br><br>"Welcome back Zherghan." he said with a respectful nod before he continued on to what he had to say. "We have just come back from a trading trip. We were ambushed and a few betas were hurt. I've watched Ts'itu pace around the fires these last few nights. She's nearly dead on her feet from worry. Whatever you have to say, say it to her after she gets some rest. She doesn't need one more thing to worry over right now. A few hours won't make that much of a difference anyway." There was little he could do against this man who made him shake inside but he would do his level best to uphold his duties. "Please Zherghan." He had assisted Zherghan many times in the past.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 16:43:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid <br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Arriving at Kayax Village<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>As the pack arrived at the village Astrid smiled. The cold had been near unbearable on the journey here, but she'd planned for that. The ambush however she hadn't planned for, but it hadn't phased her in the slightest. It was far more beautiful out here then she'd expected. The walk through the snow had been difficult, but not so that she was very tired. Playing with her brothers when she was younger had helped her gain an unusual amount of stamina for a woman. She'd been lost in her own mind for most of the trek here, and was finally paying attention to those around her. Looking at the other woman sacrifices she just shook her head, they were dainty like flowers. It was then she heard one of the Tikaan speak.<br><br>"More frail girls? We're going to have to get the Beta's to stop thinking of Sacrifices with their dicks and start looking for useful skills. Not all of them will come to us with a trade necessary as Skrida's."<br><br>It was all Astrid could do to hold back a laugh. It was true, the other females were frail, and likely not skilled in a trade. It was while looked around at the other girls that she saw Skrida. He was obviously a blacksmith, and that made her smile. At least there was potentially another sacrifice who would understand half the things that came out of her mouth. As he walked to the girl who'd fallen in the snow Astrid smiled. Something told her she may have the same issues finding a male who was interested in her here as she did back home. Not many males fancied females who'd been trained in male trades.<br><br>Astrid stood their waiting to be approached by someone, not wanting to step on any toes or break any customs. She hoped to start working soon, and doing her part. She was never one to enjoy feeling useless, and until she could prove her skill to the people of Kayak she would feel that way. While waiting she took in the village and the huts, it was truly something to behold. She was right to be proud to be here, surrounded by people who'd been blessed by the gods. Smirking to herself as she looked at the people around her. ~<em>It doesn't hurt that the men here are gorgeous.</em>~<br><br>((Made a small edit to my first paragraph. While dealing with my kid I missed the ambush somehow.))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 17:59:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/Zhergan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'udzagha Zhergan<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astir<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning<br><hr>Zherghan saw Astir approach him with caution in his steps and it seemed as if the shaman grew a size bigger. He usually walked around with his legs a little bent. It kept his muscles strong and ready and it helped to impose upon the betas by simply stretching his height a little in their presence. The long owl feathers that arched his headdress even seemed to flare. Astir had a gift that he was not aware of but the seasoned shaman didn't believe he was ready to fully embrace that gift. He was older than Danae, but he had yet to truly open his eyes. Now that he approached he still saw the sad little motherless child, dark and troubled by what he saw in the world that others did not.<br><br>"You would assume that the Alpha's rest takes precedence then, Astir? That her comfort is more important than the safety of our tribe?" He shook his head with the smile of someone who knows better and walked past him towards the Shaman's House. Ts'itu's shadow hung over the long house overlooking the village. "Dark times approach, young one, you'd better heed the whispers on the wind or be left slack jawed on the edge of a wolf pit with spears in your back..."<br><br>With that he took off up the path towards his own little realm. Halfway up the hill he started to notice his age, or rather the fact that he had been travelling since the moon stood high the previous night. He stopped for a moment and noticed that he stood not too far from the newly arrived sacrifices. They were anxious, nervous, some even a little afraid. Most more so now that he stood here. The Atallans could subconciously sense the mystical connection the Tikaan shamans' had to the world around them and it made them uneasy. He looked them over and his eyes caught on a very young woman with flowing blonde hair and strong brown eyes. He narrowed his eyes, his blue one almost sparking as he called to the beta attending to the herd of sacrifices.<br><br>"That one." He pointed to the young girl. "Send her to Skrida down by the forge. Her hands do well for forming leather and precious stones into things of use." Turning away he started walking up the hill again, without any further words to the beta or the sacrifices. He had never claimed any sacrifice, nor had he any interest in it. But he had a knack of seeing their talents. Or rather he saw the spirits that surrounded them and listened to their counsel. Finally arriving at the vicious wolf head that was the entrance into the Shaman's room of the house he was about to walk inside when he saw Ts'itu sitting along the long side of the house, seemingly about to fall to sleep.<br><br>"Greetings, esteemed Alpha." he proclaimed as he walked up to her. A smile was playing in the corner of his mouth. He could see a little of her younger self on the surface where she sat. But the shadows around her had grown stronger with the years and it worried him immensely. "I heard you were ambushed. And I can hear the spirits whisper about Delk'ali's injuries. Surely you could find a better place to rest than in the snow?"<br><br>He hunched down next to her and brought out his seers pouch. He brushed the snow of the ground in front of him and sighed. "Dark times approach, Alpha. The ambush was only the beginning. The spirits of the sky spoke of major changes throughout the land." He emptied the pouch over the spot on the ground that he had cleared, knuckles, teeth and strangely shaped stones spreading out in a pattern. Pulling back the right sleeve of his thick pelted robes he bit deep into his wrist and let the blood fall over the bones and stones. "The other tribes are boiling with envy and fear. The Atallans are growing out of their bounds and their pride and bravery grows with them. If it doesn't change soon enough, it will be too late for us to stop the avalanche. Full out war is soon upon us and if we don't act we won't survive another winter..."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 19:40:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Danae, Seni, Hiti, and Unna<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon looked up and saw the building nearby, he gave a soft sigh and shook his head, he reprimanded himself quietly for wanting the rest so bad. He knew that he would get his bandages done and be right back in the thick of things. It was him, it was where he loved to be and where he had the most fun. He was not the kind of guy to sit on the side of any event. He was always unhappy when he had to for any reason. He looked around and stopped as he reached the door, wondering what was taking Seni so much longer.<br><br>He looked back and saw the three with a bit of a teasing smirk, he had left quite the gap between them and it surprised him, usually Seni would move so fast he melted the snow around him if he was on a trip to Danae's hut. Of course it wasn't only hers but you couldn't make the man believe that either. He acted like she was the only one he ever had a chance of seeing in there. It was really kind of funny to Kon, he didn't think he was so obvious with who he wanted.<br><br><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/3/31/Tl%27akoltseni_Utiye%27.png)</div><br><strong>Name:</strong> Seni<br><strong>Who:</strong> Danae, Kon, Hiti, and Unna<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outskirts of Kayax<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><br>Seni looked at the redhead and let out and apologetic sigh as he went to her and lifted her up. "Sorry, this will be easier and you will get warm faster, and it is nice to meet you both, Unna and Hiti." He said as he carried Hiti along easily and stayed near Unna, not wanting to leave her to far behind so the got there at the same time. The redhead surprised him with how light she was. He looked at her with another soft smile as he carried her and walked along.<br><br>He looked to Kon and shook his head, he was never going to hear the end of this one, Kon was going to torment him endlessly about it and the smirk on his face told him exactly that. He knew that he made it rather obvious who he had eyes for but he didn't mind. He would rather be too obvious then not obvious enough and get overlooked. Of course that could happen either way but at least if he did now, no one could say that he didn't try for her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reia</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 22:49:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting01.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>"Hope you'll be at the fire tonight. Someone needs to keep this puppy in line." Skrida's words brought a smirk to her lips and she waved a hand at him, letting him know that she had heard what he'd said. Son' Lahleli wasn't sure how aware Nilteni was to the other man's longing for him, there had been a reason for her seeking him out to find her brother's whereabouts, after all, but she herself had no problem with it. Skrida was a strong man and a useful sacrifice to have in the pack, a human who not only enjoyed being with them, but that also respected them. For that, she liked him as much as she could like anyone.<br><br>Originally she had planned to head back towards her home when a small twinge at her side as she lowered her arm reminded her of the still healing injury that had kept her back from this last expedition. With a soft sigh Son' Lahleli turned to go towards the shamans' house. Ts'udzagha had arrived and his presence ahead of her sent a shiver down her spine. She respected him highly, as one should with a pack shaman, but he had something about him that put her ill at ease. Still though, she started making her way to his and Danae's residence.<br><br>Out of the corner of her eye she noticed another new sacrifice, a taller woman with long, white-blonde hair, standing with a serene look on her face. She heard Ts'udzagha's words and decided to welcome her as best she could; at least it would make Nilteni happy later when she told him. Veering slightly off path she approached the sacrifice and tilted her head slightly in greeting, nothing close to the reverential bow she'd given her Alpha earlier.<br><br>"Welcome to the pack, I am Son' Lahleli." Her voice was softer than one would imagine from a woman of her size and strength, but still ran deeper than a human female's. She spoke clearly in a no nonsense tone that carried easily in the thin winter air. "You must be weary from your travels and it would be best to have our healers take a look at you before anything else. After that, if you are not too tired, I can lead you to Skrida's Forge." Son' Lahleli stood tall, her feet only slightly reddened from the cold snow she had trudged through, cheeks pinked and eyes still alight from her earlier kill.<br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Reia-NilteniTudi_Posting03.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Nilteni Tudi<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Mikla<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax, Sacrifice House<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Huffing at Skrida and Mikla's retreating backs, Nilteni was quick to catch up to them, squeezing between them and giving a full body shake to let them know he was not to be turned away so easily. While he was tired from his patrol of the pack's lands, he still wasn't at the point where rest was necessary; it was possible for him to hold out until late into the night. At the very least he could curl up somewhere warm later on to catch a nap if he needed.<br><br>As they walked, Nilteni thought back to Skrida's earlier words and pondered at them, wondering if just maybe he was reading too much into them. It wouldn't be the first time, and most likely not the last, and he decided to just wait it out and see. Son' Lahleli would know, which meant he would have to stay at the house after tonight's festivities to get her opinion.<br><br>He sighed and shook his head lightly, snout pointing down towards the ground as they quickly came up to the Sacrifice house. Soon Nilteni would have to speak with Son' Lahleli about his spending more and more time away from home, but for now he'd help the pack prepare for tonight in any way he could.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Chiarra</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 23:01:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Unna.png)</div> <strong>Character name</strong>: Unna<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>She noticed how Hiti just seemed to shrink away even more even as Seni spoke to them and she tried to give the other girl a reassuring smile.&nbsp; She followed slightly behind Seni though, not wanting to get too far behind and she didn't really know the way.&nbsp; She couldn't wait to be sitting by a fire and getting warm.&nbsp; Unfortunately for her though, she didn't know she was running a fever, so she wouldn't get to sit too close to the fire like she was wanting.&nbsp; She looked over as Seni picked up Hiti and she continued to follow after, looking longingly at the healers hut.&nbsp; She really hoped it would be nice and warm there and that Danae would already be there so they can quickly be looked over and then hopefully she would get to go to the sacrifice house and sleep.&nbsp; Oh sleep, that sounded so wonderful right now.&nbsp; She was so tired, she felt like she would be able to sleep for a week straight.&nbsp; She knew she couldn't though, no doubt she would have to start her responsibilities as soon as possible.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>xPeachyPuff</strong> on <strong>08-07-2013, 23:12:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/d/d7/Hiti.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Hiti<br><strong>Who:</strong> Unna, Seni, Kon.<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Village.<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning.<br><br><hr><br>Before she knew what was happening, Hiti was lifted from the hard ground with ease. <em>A-Again?!</em> "W-What are you doing! I have legs! I can walk by myself!" Her tone was soft as she stuttered, and although she thought she was raising her voice it came out as if she were speaking normally to someone only a few feet away. What was with these people?! Did they behave like barbarians for a reason or was that just the Tikaan way?! Her lightly flushed face was thankfully hidden beneath the crimson wisps of hair that mercilessly fell into her face, blocking her vision for brief periods of time. Both of her hands immediately grabbed a hold of the male, gripping for dear life while her eyes searched for Unna. Once they'd located their target, who was just a little behind them, she stared at her with a pleading 'save me' look, though she knew the girl couldn't exactly do anything about her situation. <br><br>Hiti hoped the walk would be short, she hated heights! This thought only made her pout, her bottom lip jutting out in irritation; was there anything she wasn't afraid of?! The redhead still squirmed, though after a while, she stopped moving about after telling herself her attempt of escape was useless. Her body remained tense against the others though, and she couldn't help but feel more exhausted as she faffed over the circumstances. <br><br>(Next post will be in the Shaman House.)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 02:03:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Zhergan<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near Shaman House<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Needing to appear strong lasted her all the way to Shaman House. Her strides remained purposeful and sure, her chin up, her gaze sweeping the village with assessment and confidence. It was only once she was within the shadows of snarling wolf heads that all the forced bravado collapsed from her system. She only meant to lean briefly against the side wall, but soon enough she slid down into the snow in a heap of exhausted limbs. "Mother Winter grant me strength," she whispered, letting her head fall back against the wall. It was not as hidden as she would like, lacked the privacy of her own chambers, but it would do for a momentary recovery. Soon enough she would have to put on a smile, go in an tend to her warriors with smirks and congratulations and teasing words, make sure that Kon didn't rebel against Danae's healing hands as he was wont to do, reassure her near sister and her third that she was just fine.<br><br>Muscles winced in protest as she bolted upright. The omega sage who'd just greeted her certainly demanded more respect than she could manage half asleep in the snow, but as she looked up at him she couldn't muster the energy to get up. Zhergan had a way of making her feel like a pup again, and not in the sense of reminding her of her childhood. Rather, she often felt as if she were tripping over her own paws around him or as if she were somehow not measuring up. Often she wondered if he saw some failing in her that she herself was unaware of. It was unnerving at the best of times.<br><br>"I'm meant to be looked over by Danae after she tends to the wounded," she said, reaching up to shove some of her hair over her shoulder. It was damp and the snow on it had stopped melting, showing just how low her body temperature had become. "I didn't want to crowd the healing space just yet."<br><br>She hoped, however briefly, that he'd merely stopped to make a comment or two before continuing into the Shaman House. Yet he crouched next to her and pulled out the pouch that carried his seers runes. It meant news.<br><br>Ts'itu actually drew forth the strength to sit properly upright, her head cocking to the side as her green eyes focused on the myriad objects he emptied onto the cold ground. Her white teeth flashed in the morning light, seeming sharper than a human's for all that they were set in a human mouth. The pattern of the runes meant little to her, she'd always kept to the more solid world of healing, having no talent for reading the spirits.<br><br>Her breath was let out in a low sound that was not quite a growl as he finished his reading of the omens. Or perhaps, this reading was only the beginning. The thought was terrifying. "Mother Winter protect us," she said, reaching out to place a finger near the spill of objects marking out the pack's future. She did not touch anything yet she wished to, wished she could physically pick up the pieces of this dreadful omen and rearrange them into something better. It was impossible. She was no spirit walker and those who meddled with fate rarely survived the act.<br><br>After a few moments, she pulled her hand back. Red hair tumbled over her shoulders as she looked up at the sage. Though smudged beneath with the dark bruises of sleeplessness, her green eyes like new spring leaves were undeniably fierce. "How long do we have?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 07:15:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Mikla.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Mikla<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Nilteni \\ Open to others<br><strong>Where:</strong> Village, going to the Sacrifice House<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>"Terrifying, indeed," Mikla responded to Skrida, exaggerating a mock-scared face before letting out a laugh. As they walked, he felt a nudge at his side and moved over for Nilteni who seemed intent on finding something interesting to do today. Shaking his head at the man, a smile played on his lips. Skrida and Nilteni seemed to be close, and for a brief moment, Mikla wondered exactly how close. He quickly pushed those thoughts out of his mind, not one to play guessing games about who liked whom. He was a firm believer in destiny, and if something were meant happen, it surely would find a way. <br><br><br>Breaking the silence, Mikla looked over at Skrida. "So what do you think of the new girls? I think I saw a blonde with them as well," he noted with grin before continuing, "I wish I had gotten her name," he said wiggling his eyebrows. "Hiti seemed frightened, but Unna, I think she'll fit in very well here." A picture of Unna brought itself to the forefront of his mind and he couldn't help but smile. She was beautiful, that was sure, and she seemed like a strong person. He was happy the girls were here and couldn't wait to get to know them more. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 07:24:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Zherghan, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Morning<br><hr><br><br>As he approached he noticed Zherghan straiten up and he seemed bigger somehow. While it had the effect of making him more cautious he continued to advance with the easy stride of a man who knows his physical capabilities. Zherghan unnerved him, scared him even but he wouldn't let even his own fear get in his way when it came to something, someone who was very important to him. He had fought against fear all his life. He was aware enough of his gift to know a few useful ancient words of magic and how to cast the bones but he knew little beyond the natural talent given to him by his mother. It was true he had his demons to fight with his god given ability and part of it was his rejection of everything to do with it. Zherghan had helped him at least have a better understanding of it and had taught him how to cast the bones so that he may better assist him when he needed. Of course he never did so of his own free will, rather Ts'itu had to give a direct order. He understood that Zherghan was trying to help him, he just had turned his back on it years and years ago for his own reasons.<br><br>"I am saying that the two are not unconnected! She's only one person and she needs to rest. It will throw the entire pack into disarray if she's not able to lead." It was true that he and Nesii could handle things should Ts'itu be unable. However that wasn't the point. He hated watching Ts'itu suffer. There was a certain amount of suffering a leader takes on along with other burdens but he would to anything and everything he could to help her shoulder that burden. It hurt him to see those he loved suffer. His family, his pack was everything in the world to him. It was the sun, moon and stars of his universe.<br><br>Astir began to follow Zherghan as he walked past him in an effort to try to talk him into at least waiting until Ts'itu had some proper rest but before he could say anything Zherghan gave him his warning. He stopped in his tracks. Those words haunted him. How did he know about that dream? The one he had been having sense they left? he took a step after him but by then the man was already almost out of hearing. He cursed darkly and his fists clenched, a tension running the length of his back and settling in his shoulders before he took a breath and let it out, willing himself to relax at least his body. Very few people made him feel as powerless and as exposed as Zherghan did, seeing right through him into his heart. He had no doubt that Zherghan saw the child who grew up too fast and learned the hard way life wasn't a field of dreams.<br><br>He started to walk. The knowledge that Zherghan would not spare Ts'itu but lay cold realities at her feet didn't make him feel any better. The encounter, as many other such encounters left him feeling cold inside and his guts uneasy. Zherghan was right though, he had felt and heard the whispers on the wind sense before they left. he heard them even still. Death and blood. He shivered and shook his head trying to shake himself free of the things he wished he didn't know.<br><br>At times like this he needed something to occupy his hands and mind. He decided to help set up for the party tonight. He was so preoccupied he nearly ran right into Mikla. He blinked and noticed Skrida and Nilteni were with him. "Sorry..." he said and then wondered what the three of them were up to. "Where are you guys off to?" he asked in as friendly a tone as he could manage given that he was disturbed by current events.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 17:44:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid <br><strong>Who:</strong> Son', Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Arriving at Kayax Village<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Astrid stood there continuing to take in the beauty of the village when she saw an older Tikaan stop and point at her. "That one...Send her to Skrida down by the forge. Her hands do well for forming leather and precious stones into things of use." &nbsp;At that Astrid smiled. ~<em>Amazing, he's never spoken to me yet he knows what I do</em>~ As she stood there and marveled at the old man she made a mental note of his measurements. She'd always been good at estimating, and she wanted to make him something. He seemed to be an older Tikaan, and wise. She assumed that meant he held some sort of spiritual position because of that. It was while she was doing that she was approached by a rather lovely Tikaan woman. <br><br>Astrid smiled taking in the woman's striking beauty, her voice soft for her size but deep. "Welcome to the pack, I am Son' Lahleli...You must be weary from your travels and it would be best to have our healers take a look at you before anything else. After that, if you are not too tired, I can lead you to Skrida's Forge." Astrid smiled and bowed her head. Until she learned who held what rank and the customs of the pack she figured it safer to show the utmost respect to everyone. Looking back up at Son' after bowing her head in greeting Astrid smiled. "Thank you, it is an honor to be part of it." Astrid couldn't help but look around again. It truly was an honor to be here, and she hoped people understood she meant that when she said it. "It is also a pleasure to meet you Son' Lahleli. I am Astrid."<br><br>Standing up a little straighter so to not show weakness Astrid nodded at Son'. "I'm not that tired. However, if you think it would be wise to see the healer I am willing." Smiling again she looked at Son' with her strong brown eyes. "If you would be so kind as to show me where the healer resides though, I still do not know my way around Kayak. Afterwards I would love to go to the forge. I am very much ready to start pulling my own weight here, and would like to start work as soon as possible." The tone in Astrid's voice wasn't that of a brown noser. Rather one of a strong young woman who very much wished to do all she could for the village. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Strifesblaze7</strong> on <strong>09-07-2013, 21:08:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/12/Kon%27_C%27eyiige.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Kon<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, will end near Skrida, Nilteni and Mikla<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near Shaman hut to Near Sacrifice house<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning.<br><br>Kon decided to test himself a bit, to see just how he was feeling with all of these stitches and bandages in him, he jogged passed the beta house quickly and smirked a bit. He felt good but not sure that he could really push himself for any reason. He looked over toward Zhergan and the Alpha for a moment, the man was a bit odd to Kon but it had never bothered him, he seem dedicated to the pack and that was enough for Kon from most people. He looked as he walked a bit more and saw that he was nearing the sacrific house.<br><br>He stopped for a moment as he saw Nilteni walking as a wolf with Mikla and Skrida. He let a bit of a smirk and kept walking, knowing he would cross paths with them at some point in the walk. He didn't mind, it wasn't like he was trying to avoid anyone anyway. He looked to the sky for a moment and wished that the night would come a bit faster, he was ready for them to be able to have their festivities, he hoped it would give him a chance to talk to a few people, he was in the mood for a bit of company.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>10-07-2013, 00:55:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> 'Nesii<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open, Astir<br><strong>Where:</strong><br><strong>When:</strong><br><hr><br>Seeing that Ts'itu was on her way toward Danae's hut a small smirk curved 'Nesii's lips. It seemed as if most of the Pack was looking out for their Alpha and that was something that always made 'Nesii feel good. That they were a cohesive unit would protect them in hard times more surely than any one Leaders fighting skills alone ever could. Letting everyone else scatter, 'Nesii simply roamed through the village for a time, listening to the sounds of preparation for the celebration they'd share that night. <br><br>Coming around one of the buildings a small smirk curved her lips when she saw Astir speaking with Skrida, Mikla, and Nilteni. Unable to resist she leaned down and packed a handful of snow into a firm ball and flung it at the back of Astir's head! She was already laughing before she even saw if the snow ball had hit him or not, and there was no pretending to be stern when she eyed the four men, though her her stance was authoritative, her eyes were sparkling with mirth, "Astir, don't you have anything better to do than give these boys trouble today? No doubt they have their own work to do so that they can relax and enjoy the festivities tonight as well. If you're bored I'm sure I can find some scut work for you to do," she taunted.<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Any<br><strong>Where:</strong> Leaving the Healer's Hut<br><strong>When:</strong> Morning<br><hr><br>All but flinging herself out of the Healer's hut, Eira saw Ts'itu and Zhergan speaking and offered the barest of nods to them before walking by and on her way. She knew the standing of both in the Pack, of course, but neither actually intimidated her. She usually kept her eyes down, like a good little sacrifice was expected to, but there was no real fear of them in her, and she doubted that they'd notice her anyway, not as thick as it looked like their conversation was.<br><br>Slipping just outside the village she drew a deep breath, feeling something loosen in her chest once she was away from everyone. The only time she felt a bit of peace was when she was far enough away that she could pretend, at least for a little while, that she was anywhere but where she was. Drawing her bowl from under her cloak she began to eat the same porridge that she'd made for those inside the Healer's Hut and all but purred as the sweet flavors of cinnamon, nutmeg, and just a touch of sugar, floated across her tongue. Not for the first time she was grateful for all the hours that her mother had made her spend with their cook, even if her greatest skill came with such simple fare. <br><br>Looking back at the village, and all the preparations that she knew would be taking place within in, she wondered (and not for the first time, though she'd never have admitted it to anyone) if she shouldn't just give in and try to make a life for herself here with the Wolves. They weren't bad really, not for the most part, and most of them actually treated the Humans as a part of the village. Every time she thought it thought, a deep shudder just rolled down her spine and she found herself wanting to growl and break things...all the more because of the fact that if she let down her guard, she <em>could</em> make a life for herself here.<br><br>Sighing she set her bowl down in the snow, her food less than half eaten and her appetite gone, so that she could rest her head on her knees and simply stare at the village. She'd have her own word to get done soon, but, for a short time, she could just sit and stare, letting her mind wander and barely feeling the cold around her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 00:46:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> Mikla, Nilteni, Astir, &amp; 'Nesii<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near the Sacrifice House<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>Running over the new recruits in his mind, Skrida let out a long sigh. While he had nothing against the girls, who'd seemed kind for all that they were exhausted and wary, he shuddered at the thought of another Eira in the camp. Eira knew well enough that she had no enduring purpose within the pack. Scut work wasn't pleasant or fulfilling, and even busy hands if not busied all could lead to all kinds of mischief. Of course, only time would tell how things would play out. Perhaps having two other girls in similar positions might even soften Eira in some small way.<br><br>Probably not. <br><br>"The blond had rough hands. You'll probably get her name soon enough," Skrida said almost absentmindedly. "I'll wager you my best hammer that she's learnt some sort of trade and she'll be in our place by afternoon looking for space and tools." As Mikla continued on, Skrida's mind returned once more to the girls they'd spoken to. "They'll both be fine enough. Unna will adapt quickly and Hiti is too curious to pout for long."<br><br>He looked down at Nilteni, still prancing near them. His cold chapped lips quirked up into a smile and he reached down to bury a hand in the wolf's thick fur. "Warm," he practically moaned. "Shit, enough about your future conquests, Mikla, lets go to the House already. I'm freezing."<br><br>Just as they were about to go further, a clearly distracted Astir nearly ran into Mikla. Though the other's tone was friendly enough his face was still lined with what looked like the remnants of worry. It couldn't bode well. Skrida stopped walking and buried his other hand into Nilteni's fur for warmth. "Fetching spare clothes for the new sacrifices so that Eira doesn't skin us," he said.<br><br>When he heard 'Nesii's bright laughter he nearly groaned. So much for getting a move on. Skrida dropped into a crouch and buried his face in Nilteni's fur as one might do with a much beloved blanket. "You are my only friend," he said, words muffled by fur. "Your warmth is the sole consolation that tides me through these frigid times." Undoubtedly he was being melodramatic, but he honestly thought his nose might freeze off. There was a reason he loved his forge: it was always warm. Even with his face hidden, however, his laughter at 'Nesii's teasing threat was unmistakeable and infectious.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reia</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 06:11:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting01.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astrid, Skrida, Mikla, Astir, 'Nesii, Nilteni<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>The girl, Astrid, spoke with confidence and a subdued joy that led Son' Lahleli to believe the new sacrifice was truly happy at being part of the pack. The way she straightened up and then stated her intent brought force some respect in Son' Lahleli and with that she bowed her head once again, this time a tad more deeply. "If you feel that you are well enough then I shall leave that judgment to you, either way, I will show you where the healer's hut is and then take you to the forge."<br><br>With those words she turned and led the way, the route leading them close enough to the healer's hut that Astrid would be able to identify it later on if needed. Out of the corner of her eye she saw her brother, still in wolf form and still with Skrida and Mikla. Astir and ‘Nesii was just joining the group. For a moment she contemplated walking past them but seeing as Skrida was with them, she figured it best to introduce the girl at her side.<br><br>She glanced over at Astrid and nodded towards the group. "Skrida, the sacrifice with the brown hair is in charge of the forge and Mikla has a workshop alongside it. They are the ones you need to talk to." For Son' Lahleli it was so easy to tell the difference between wolf and sacrifice that she didn't think about truly clarifying who was who for Astrid. "'Nesii is our second in command and Astir is right under her. The wolf," she paused and a hint of fondness and affection etched her tone, "is my brother, Nilteni Tudi."<br><br>They finally approached the group and for once it was completely impossible to hold back the smirk that came to her lips. If her dear Scele didn't understand Skrida's intentions by now then there would be no hope for them. When she spoke her voice carried the amusement the scene brought to the fore. "I had thought to introduce Astrid to the forge master but all I see at the moment is a boy hugging his pet wolf." While her tone still held its usual hardness, it was softer, friendlier, and was light enough to show her words as nothing more than a jibe.<br><br>"I came to introduce one of the new sacrifices, Astrid. She is eager to work and was directed to speak to Skrida by Sage Zerghan."<br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Reia-NilteniTudi_Posting03.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Nilteni Tudi<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astrid, Skrida, Mikla, Astir, 'Nesii, Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>When Skrida's hand sifted through his fur Nilteni couldn't help but let out a content, rumbling sound. It felt good and he pressed in tighter against the man, leaning on him almost entirely as they walked. He wanted nothing more than to curl around Skrida and keep him warm. And now it didn't seem like something so farfetched, especially when Skrida put his other hand in Nilteni's when Astir ran into them, almost as if holding on for protection. Who was being protected, though, he couldn't say.<br><br>Then the man was crouched down and his face was nestled comfortably in Nilteni's fur, breath just barely managing to penetrate through the coarse hair and sending as shiver through his muscles. Nilteni sat on his haunches and settled his legs in a way that left enough space for Skrida to be comfortable.<br><br>Had Nilteni been in his human form, he would have turned red when he saw Son' Lahleli approach their small group, smirk gracing her delicate features as she saw Skrida pressed in o close. Instead he gave a slight shiver and turned his head a bit, nosing at Skrida and gloating just a little inside to be on the recieving end of such attention.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 07:20:12</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Mikla.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Mikla<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Nilteni, 'Nesii, Astir, Son' Lahleli, Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near the Sacrifice House<br><strong>When: </strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><hr><br>Mikla nodded along to Skrida's words. He didn't get to see the blonde's hands, but if Skrida thought that she had calloused, working hands, then she probably would be seeing the two of them in their workshops soon enough. He gave a laugh at the 'future conquests' comment, shrugging boyishly. "I can't help it if women find me irresistible," he said with a devilish grin. He was about to say something else when a distracted Astir nearly mowed him down. Mikla managed to slide out of the way, giving a smile to the man. "No worries," he said at the man's apology, and then pointed to the Sacrifice House as Skrida explained that they were going to fetch clothes for Unna and Hiti. He noted that man certainly looked worried, but he wouldn't dare ask about it. Astir was a very private person, and Mikla knew well enough to leave it alone. <br><br>When 'Nesii decided to join though, he couldn't help but laugh at Skrida's reaction. He certainly was being a tad melodramatic, but it was one of the things that Mikla liked about him. "The warmth of the forge has spoiled you, friend!," he said, watching as the man used Nilteni as a blanket to keep his face warm. Mikla, however, was not as bothered by it. He was used to working outside, whereas his friend here was next to the fire of his forge day and night. Looking back over at 'Nesii, he couldn't help but snicker at her words. It certainly was entertaining watching her and Astir banter back and forth, mostly because Astir never took it easy on her, even though she was the Second. <br><br>He was still laughing as Son' Lahleli walked up with the blonde girl from earlier at her side. It was easier to see now what Skrida was talking about. Her hands definitely were those of a girl who wasn't afraid to work, even though her appearance seemed more fit for someone who should be by a nobleman's side. He gave them both a smile and a bow. "Hello Son' Lahleli and Astrid," he gave the blonde girl a wink, unable to hold back his naturally boyish charm. "I'm Mikla, and I run the carpenter's workshop, and that dramatic man is Skrida, he is the blacksmith, as I'm sure you've heard," he said with a chuckle, pointing his thumb to his friend who still had his head buried in Nilteni's warm fur.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>11-07-2013, 16:12:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Nilteni, 'Nesii, Son' Lahleli, Astrid, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Morning<br><hr><br><br>Astir still half distracted nodded at Skrida's explanation. "Ah, yes. That would be a good idea. After that, and some time tonight I'll have to speak with you Skrida. I need a few parts made." He was the one who maintained all the weapons in the beta house. if something broke or bent he was usually the one to fix it. Anything he couldn't fix he either asked for parts from Skrida or passed it along to him. He always had a few weapons at his own house he was working on. It was a never ending job really. No one asked about what was eating him. It was for the best as he wasn't going to say partly because it involved forces he was uncomfortable with.<br><br>Before he could say any more he felt something wet and cold hit him in the back of the head. He grunted and brushed the snow out of his curly locks. "What the-" he said in surprise before he heard familiar bell like laughter and turned to see Nesii. He looked her up and down and her words sent a slow smile across his face all the tension seemed to drain from him as he looked at her. "I wasn't giving them trouble, not yet anyway." he chuckled. "Besides you know I save all my trouble for you sweet heart!" he loved calling her little pet names. He scooped up some snow and packed it into a ball. "You know me, can't have idle hands for long." he teased her at the threat of scut work. he had found himself doing quite a bit of it just by taunting her. It had turned him into a handy man of sorts. He threw the snow ball at her, aiming at her face.<br><br>He heard Skida behind him bemoaning the cold and looked over his shoulder to see him snuggling into Nilteni. "I agree." he said with a smile at Mikla's comment. Poor Skrida, he forgot that humans were a bit more sensitive to the cold than a wolf was. "Well, get going then or I'll make you do my scut work for me." he teased them before scooping up another snow ball and winging it at Nesii, this time aiming for her midsection.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>12-07-2013, 02:35:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/0174171c-e66f-4ab6-a7ba-929501e1e254_zpsb8c689c1.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> 'Nesii<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astir, Skrida, Mikla, Nilteni, Son' Lahleli, Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When:</strong> Morning<br><hr><br>A slight smirk curved 'Nesii's lips as she watched the surprise spread across Astir's face and saw some sort of tension (she'd ask later what that was about) drain out of him. She didn't like it when her Beta's were upset, particularly the one she would trust the most if something happened and she couldn't be there to back up their Alpha. Watching him scoop up a handful of snow, she arched one dark eyebrow and laughed when he flung a snowball at her head! Unlike him, however, she'd seen it coming which gave her time to duck out of the way so that the snowball splattered on the ground behind her.<br><br>Glancing at Nilteni and Skrida, she couldn't help but to chuckle at the way the two men were teased by the others. They certainly had it coming and even Son' was teasing her brother which 'Nesii took to be a good thing before she added, "Nilteni, why don't you see to it that our Blacksmith makes it back to his forge before something he'll regret the loss of freezes off," she taunted playfully.<br><br>She was about to introduce herself to the new Human woman with Son' but Astir's next snowball cam winging at her and this time, when she dodged, she wasn't quite fast enough and it caught her in the hip instead of the midsection that he'd been aiming for. Laughing she scooped up a fresh ball of snow herself and flung it toward Astir, aiming for his head while she also turned her body and dove for his legs, looking to knock them out from under him!
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>12-07-2013, 07:56:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i.imgur.com/65IEnCn.png)</div><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Astir Blakkr Tungl<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Nilteni, 'Nesii, Son' Lahleli, Astrid, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Morning<br><hr><br><br>That smirk on Nesii's, sensual lips was quite the tease. The way she stood there with the self assured confidence of a woman well versed in the chain of command and completely in charge of herself. Yet there was a tempting, sensual nature in every line of that body that bordered on the erotic. She had so far eluded him in his efforts to capture, tame or seduce her but she had never told him no. No, those eyes dared him to take her strongly and perhaps he would one day. The way she moved, the way she fought in the sparing ring with him was proof that she didn't want him to stop. <br><br>She ducked the snow ball as he expected she would. It did not go without his notice that she didn't correct him in any way for the pet names. Why was it he could forget everything else when she was near? He chuckled at her playful jab at Skrida's manhood. Though when he saw that his second snow ball hit it's mark, more or less he whooped. "Yes! Got ya!" He had yet another snow ball packed when she threw hers and then charged at his legs. She always went low! She knew that was an area in his extensive combat experience that he had the most trouble with.<br><br>"Ah, hay wait-" he protested and threw the snow ball, it missed when she turned her body and he blocked the snow ball she threw with his forearm and tried to jump out of the way but she caught one leg and managed to take him down more or less as she intended. Though it was keeping him down that would be her challenge. He grunted as he hit the ground and then scrambled to try and get the upper hand because if she pinned him again he was sure she would tease him about it for at least a few days.<br><br>He quickly figured out he couldn't break her hold without over spending his energy so instead of braking it he used it against her and tried to scissor lock her neck with his legs. It would make her pass out if he managed it. it wasn't like he wasn't being a gentleman or anything he just didn't hold back with her and he hoped she never did either. It was just the way it was between two skilled fighters. She may tease him for his lack of form or his clumsiness in trying to fend off attacks to his legs but he had been the only beta who was not injured in the fight and that wasn't because of dumb luck or sheer strength.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 17:51:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid <br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Arriving at Kayax Village<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Astrid smiled at Son' as she walked her over to the group of people. As she was told who each member of the pack was she took in the information and stored it so that she would not forget. The site of Son's brother made Astrid chuckle, he was in his wolf skin, and Astrid had never seen anyone in their wolf form before. He seemed almost playful. <br><br>When they finally got up to the group Astrid stood still, almost at attention, as Son' told the group who she was. "I came to introduce one of the new sacrifices, Astrid. She is eager to work and was directed to speak to Skrida by Sage Zerghan." Hearing Son say she was eager to work made Astrid smile, she was happy it was obvious. At that point one of the men spoke. He happened to be one of the men Astrid had been eyeballing earlier. He was rather handsome, and as he winked Astrid couldn't help but grin. "Hello Son' Lahleli and Astrid...I'm Mikla, and I run the carpenter's workshop, and that dramatic man is Skrida, he is the blacksmith, as I'm sure you've heard,"<br><br>Astrid nodded at his question and brushed a piece of hair behind her ear. "It is a pleasure to meet you Mikla, I'm sure I'll be seeing much of you since it is your workshop next to the forge." Looking over at Skirda Astrid smiled. "Nice to meet you as well. I look forward to working with you. My father was a blacksmith, so if you need anything please just ask." Astrid knew she was being more quiet then normal. But it was still much to take in. As she watched the others have a snowball fight she chuckled. ~<em>I'm defiantly going to enjoy it here</em>~
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>13-07-2013, 22:35:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name:</strong> Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> Mikla, Nilteni, Astir, 'Nesii, Son Lahleli, &amp; Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near the Sacrifice House<br><strong>When:</strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>Nilteni had settled down onto his haunches, allowing Skrida to lean in further without worrying about possibly sending the wolf tail over paws. It was quite warm next to the wolf, the Tikaan always seemed to run hotter than their sacrifices. Nilteni and his sister abided by that even more so, seemingly unfazed by the winter weather at all times. Not that Skrida minded much, since it gave him a very good reason to bury himself even further against the Tikaani warrior. A bright smile touched his lips as he felt Nilteni nose at him gently and he gave the other an acknowledging squeeze.<br><br>Son' Lahleli's voice, steeped with amusement, caused him to peer up briefly. The older woman was walking toward their small group, leading the small blond from earlier. He narrowed his eyes slightly at her words, not in irritation but with befuddlement. To be sure it was odd for any of the wolves to allow themselves to be hugged upon, but Nilteni had always been more easy going and the two of them were friends. Her words implied something that ran deeper. Skrida stored it away for later contemplation as she continued on, introducing them all to the now named Astrid.<br><br>It would seem childish to remain crouched by Nilteni's warmth, and so he pushed himself to his feet. His hands remained in Nilteni's fur, his thighs pressed to the wolf's side to soak in the other's warmth. He ignored the way that Astir and 'Nesii had begun to fight in the snow, though he kept half an eye on the way the snow was flying. Spirits of the mountains forbid that he get smacked by the hell substance because the betas were acting like children.<br><br>Even so, he made sure to catch Astrid's eye for a moment before smiling. "Mikla speaks true. I'm Skrida, the blacksmith here in Kayax. It will be a pleasure to have someone who understands the forge to assist." He paused to listen to 'Nesii's further teasing and then nodded solemnly. "Indeed, I would miss my nose most sorely, if it were to freeze off. I would not be half so handsome without it."<br><br>Skrida eyed the intensifying fight between Astir and 'Nesii with undisguised wariness. "Well, seems the plan has changed. Mikla, have a grand time following Eira's orders. I'm to go with Nilteni to the forge, as per my dear lady 'Nesii's orders. If you like, Astrid, you can come as well. I'll show you our workspace."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>BellaVita</strong> on <strong>14-07-2013, 06:52:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/7a/Mikla.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Mikla<br><strong>Who:</strong> Skrida, Nilteni, 'Nesii, Astir, Son' Lahleli, Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near the Sacrifice House<br><strong>When: </strong>&nbsp; Morning<br><hr><br>Mikla watched 'Nesii and Astir continue their snowball fight, an amused look on his face. They really were quite the pair, even if everyone could see it but them. Shaking his head, he looked back at Astrid and gave a smile. She was polite, and didn't seem scared of the Tikaan like the other girls did. That was good, since she would be working so close to them. He could tell she had came here more willingly than the others, and perhaps knew what she was getting into before arriving. Of course, being around some of the nicer Tikaan would help, too. <br><br>Looking back at Skrida at his side, he rolled his eyes. "Of course, I must do Eira's bidding alone and you get to go to the nice warm forge!," he said with a joking laugh. "I'll see you all tonight at the feast!," he said with a bow to the others as he made his way inside the Sacrifice House. He wasn't sure what size feet the girls had, so he grabbed two of the smallest pair of boots and two cloaks and made his way back to the Shaman House. <br><br>((Link to next post in the Shaman House: HERE (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178713.msg8567824#msg8567824).))
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>17-07-2013, 16:53:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid <br><strong>Who:</strong> Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Arriving at Kayax Village<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Hearing Skirda's words Astrid couldn't help but smile with enthusiasm. "Mikla speaks true. I'm Skrida, the blacksmith here in Kayax. It will be a pleasure to have someone who understands the forge to assist." Standing up a bit taller Astrid nodded in agreement. "It will be nice to work with someone who knows what they are doing for a change as well. Though I love him dearly, my father had gotten a tad rusty in his old age."<br><br>As she watched Nesii tease Skirda, Astrid couldn't help that her smile grew. The sacrifices seemed to be treated as family, and that was something that Astrid respected greatly. Seeing the wariness of Skirda's face Astrid just listened as he spoke. "Well, seems the plan has changed. Mikla, have a grand time following Eira's orders. I'm to go with Nilteni to the forge, as per my dear lady 'Nesii's orders. If you like, Astrid, you can come as well. I'll show you our workspace." Nodding with a grin on her face Astrid spoke. "I would love to see the forge, thank you. Please excuse my quietness, I'm still rather in awe of the village. It is quite lovely." She paused for a moment before speaking again. "I may have some questions about who people are later if you don't mind as well." With that Astrid prepaired to follow Skirda wherever he lead her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Reia</strong> on <strong>22-07-2013, 21:42:04</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Reia-SonLahleli_Posting01.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astrid, Skrida, Mikla, Astir, 'Nesii, Nilteni<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>Watching the easy way Nilteni allowed Skrida to lean on him and practically cuddle him gave Son' Lahleli pause. She'd always known that the two felt something for each other, but she hadn't thought about exactly how deep it ran for Skrida, seeing the way he stayed pressed against Nilteni even after standing up had her reevaluating her thoughts on the subject. 'Nesii's teasing with Astir was growing in intensity and Son' Lahleli preferred to be as far from it as possible.<br><br>She turned to the new sacrifice and nodded at the young woman. "I hope you find our village all you wish it to be, enjoy yourself." A glance at Nilteni's content expression had her rolling her eyes softly and she shook her head. "Best escort your boy to his forge and then head home for a light supper before the party. You'll also need to rest some, you've been out on patrol for far too long."<br><br>Quick goodbyes were spread around and she parted the group, her bare feet leaving light, barely there tracks in the packed snow of the well-trod trails inside the village. Soon she was stepping off the path and onto the less marked one leading to her home. She let a genuine smile slip across her lips at seeing her house, the ever constant smoke rising out of the smoke hole above the kitchen greeting her and promising warmth.<br><br>((Continued: Son' Lahleli &amp; Nilteni Tudi's House (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=180366.msg8619093#msg8619093)))<br><br><br><hr><hr><br><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/b2/Reia-NilteniTudi_Posting03.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Nilteni Tudi<br><strong>Who:</strong> Astrid, Skrida, Mikla, Astir, 'Nesii, Son' Lahleli<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>"Nilteni, why don't you see to it that our Blacksmith makes it back to his forge before something he'll regret the loss of freezes off." A short bark was his answer and he stood up fully, looking up at Skrida and awaiting the man's next move. He would definitely have to talk to Son' Lahleli about his situation with Skrida later on, hopefully before the party, to see what she thought.<br><br>"Well, seems the plan has changed. Mikla, have a grand time following Eira's orders. I'm to go with Nilteni to the forge, as per my dear lady 'Nesii's orders. If you like, Astrid, you can come as well. I'll show you our workspace."<br><br>Though he knew it meant nothing as the new sacrifice accepted Skrida's offer, Nilteni made sure to follow close to the man, putting his large wolf's body between them to keep them separated. It wasn't that long of a walk and soon they were approaching the warmth of the forge, the one place aside from the training grounds and his home he most frequented.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>23-07-2013, 15:37:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/Zhergan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'udzagha Zhergan<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ts'itu<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early morning<br><hr>"How long?" Zhergan looked at the runes and then back to Ts'itu. He often forgot that the others could not read the signs given by the spirits. To him it was as plain as words, the runes spelling out the threads of destiny, weaving them before his eyes into something palpable, readable, comprehensible. He fixed her with his eyes, a scowl distorting his face as if he was tutoring a child. Danae and Astir had often been given that look, but it was rare that he ever gave it to Ts'itu. Not since she was made Alpha at least. As a pup she often asked difficult questions where the others stayed quite.<br><br>"It has already begun. The other tribes are fighting among themselves to bring each other into line, for supremacy. The Atallans on the other hand shows unity, their hands having formed weapons stronger than any iron we have ever wrought. Their minds have always been their greatest attribute and now it forms them new weapons that we can't possibly match. Where our ferocity in battle gave us the edge against them, they have now leveled the field with their ingenuity. We go towards dark times, Alpha. If we do not strike out against the surrounding tribes and bring them underneath us, unite them by ferocity, the Atallans will soon be brave enough to march against us..."<br><br>He swept the runes up and gathered them in his pouch again before standing up. Crows started off from a tree not far from them, their black wings carrying the dark words of the Omega to the wind. He looked down on the Alpha with a grim expression. "Take my word for it, Ts'itu. We cannot afford the comfort of peace now or ever. From now on the war will be different. We are not fighting for supremacy any more. We are fighting for our survival." He brushed the snow of his robes and started towards the entrance into the shaman's house.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>27-07-2013, 08:08:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5a/Skrida.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Skrida<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nilteni, Astrid<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><br><hr><br>Skrida laughed again. This new girl would be fun to have around the forge on a regular basis. He had a feeling she would fit right in to the teasing camaraderie that he and Mikla shared. It was a relief, for if she was to be around frequently he wouldn't wish for her to be sour about her situation. In fact, as he offered to show her to the forge, he took great relief in her sweet reply. Yes, she would fit in.<br><br>He began walking toward the forge, trusting that Astrid and Nilteni would follow along. "It is lovely, and a good reason to be quiet. Though hopefully you'll find your tongue soon." Skrida winked at her to show that he was merely joking. Nilteni's body soon found it's way between himself and Astrid, and Skrida reached out to reflexively bury one hand once more into warm fur. "And of course. I'm here to help with whatever you need." As usual, his smile was blindingly bright and genuine, filled with the sort of warmth that made others think of home.<br><br>Soon they'd reached the warm doorway to the forge. "My dearest forge, how I've missed you," Skrida murmured, eagerly walking through the door and stomping to rid his boots of the snow. "Come in, it's a far sight warmer in here than anything you'll find out there.<br><br>[continued in Skrida's Forge (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178684.msg8680403#msg8680403)]<br><br><hr><hr><br><div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Zhergan<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near Shaman House<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning, Sixth Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Be scowled at so by Zhergan made Ts'itu remember her days as a naughty pup. Oh the questions she'd thrown at him back in those days. Rarely though had he given her the look that he was giving her now, and she scowled right back at him. She'd tried to learn the runes, but never had the knack. The spirits chose to work through her in other ways and she would not apologize for that. Yet she was grateful that he was there to make up for that deficiency.<br><br>Even if his words did make her shake with something other than exhaustion. Uniting the tribes by ferocity had been attempted before, and only rarely had it worked. Some whispered of the Wolf Who Would Devour the World, and though the tribes might follow such a being there was none within the Nadaecki who would dare claim such a title for themselves. Her sage had just offered an impossible problem with an impossible solution, exactly as he usually did. Only this time the results would be deadly serious.<br><br>Ts'itu swallowed and ran a hand through her hair. He stood before her, runes swept away. The cries of ravens filled her ears and her shoulders hunched up by her ears, as if she might keep them out through sheer force of will. His last words seemed to bounce around her skull, long after he'd gone into the Shaman House. What reply could she have given him, she wondered, what words or deeds might provide solution to these omens he'd given? Swallowing, she pushed herself to her feet and headed for the Alpha House. She had much to consider.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Vampyre Valkyrie</strong> on <strong>01-08-2013, 16:20:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i1210.photobucket.com/albums/cc415/TheValkryrieJessica/wolf/Astrid.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Astrid <br><strong>Who:</strong> Skirda, Niteni<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Village on the way to Skirda's Forge (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178684.0)<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Morning<br><hr><br>As they began to walk Astrid smiled at the wolf that was to walk with them. Nodding at Nilteni slightly before turning her attention to Skirda who'd began talking again. "It is lovely, and a good reason to be quiet. Though hopefully you'll find your tongue soon." Astrid noticed Skrida wink at her and she started laughing. "I can't promise anything. I was told by my eldest brother once he was sure that the gods had meant for me to be a man. I'm 'quiet when at work and have a man's drive to provide for my family' was his reasoning. So finding my tongue in the forge might be a bit...difficult." Shaking her head she smiled. <br><br>Feeling Niteni suddenly beside her Astrid looked down to the wolf. She wanted badly to reach out and touch his lovely fur as Skrida did. It'd been obvious that they were friends however, and she didn't know the wolf well, so she held back. "And of course. I'm here to help with whatever you need." Smiling at Skirda's willingness to help her she nodded in thanks. "I appreciate it, I would like to make sure I know whom holds what rank so that I don't misspeak to anyone. Unlike when I'm at work, I tend to speak my mind once I'm comfortable."<br><br>As they arrived at the forge Astrid smiled. Stepping up to the doorway behind Skirda and Niteni she could feel the warmth coming from inside. "My dearest forge, how I've missed you. Come in, it's a far sight warmer in here than anything you'll find out there." Watching as Skirda stomped the snow off his boots after making his way inside Astrid did the same. Once in the doorway she closed her eyes and let out a sigh as she let the warmth from the room wrap around her like a blanket. "Your forge is quite nice. I look forward to working in it."<br><br>[Continued in Skirda's Forge thread. (Took care of the link for you Cere.)]
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>03-08-2013, 07:20:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br><strong>Who:</strong> Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs), Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br><strong>When: </strong> W/e time it is<br><hr><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Blue eyes peeked from the far end of the pine at the Tikaan straddled upon the tree’s massive trunk. Hands braced in gauntlets of leather and fur were gripping the wooden ends of a large, flat knife. In rhythmic forward and back motions, the muscles of his back, thighs, abdomen and arms swelled against tanned skin as he stripped away the bark of the tree. The work was hard for the sap was like glue. If it wasn’t for him being a Tikaan, the task would not have been easy for a normal man. The blind wolf gnawed on the end of a reed pipe, the bowl swaying to and fro to his motions.<br><br>He was focused on his work, the boy thought as he dipped behind the tree. Creeping along the trunk, he stepped what he believed to be as light as any bobcat. His heart rapped within his chest and he curled his lips into his mouth until they were a fine line. He held his breath, spreading his arms to balance his careful prowl. He stopped a foot away from the Tikaan’s leg and watched him for a moment in case he changed his routine. After an honest ten seconds, the boy lunged.<br><br>Releasing one end of the draw blade, Nae’s hand swung back to tag the boy’s chest. His fingers gripped his tunic and with a startled yelp, the pup found himself yanked into the artisan’s lap where he became subjected to a tickle attack. The boy screamed with laughter, his face glowing as he kicked and squirmed to escape.<br><br>“Rah!” another pup screamed from Nae’s right as she sprang at him. He released the other end of the blade and when the pup met his side, his arm locked about her as she too began giggling. “Run Dluuni (Mouse)!”<br><br>“I can’t!” the boy cried.<br><br>Nae grinned as he listened to their joy. He may not have been able to see their smiling faces, but the emotions that surrounded him brought a warm sensation to his heart. He released them as they plopped across the snow to his left and right. Dluuni smiled as he caught his breath.<br><br>“How did you know? I was very quiet this time,” Dluuni questioned.<br><br>“The heart is never quiet,” Nae answered.<br><br>Dat’aek’i (Snow Goose) sat up and crossed her legs in the snow. She cast her brown eyes upon the artisan as his hands returned to the blade balanced upon the trunk. “Nae, tell us a story.”<br><br>“Yeah! A story!” Dluuni chorused.<br><br>As Nae began shaving the pine again, he asked, “What do you want to hear from a Tikaan that sees only darkness?”<br><br>“Have you ever been scared?” Dat’aek’i asked.<br><br>The Tikaan hesitated to answer, but he did. “Yes.”<br><br>Dluuni quickly sat up. “Really? Of what?”<br><br>“...I don’t know.”<br><br>“I’m afraid of bears,” Dluuni shared.<br><br>“I have a cloak of bear fur though I know nothing of bears.”<br><br>“They’re huge monsters that walk on four legs like a wolf, but can stand on two legs like an Atallan. They’re covered in thick fur, have long sharp nails, and are strong enough to kill a Tikaan in one swipe if you aren’t careful,” Dat’aek’i explained. “I’m not afraid of them. Mommy kills them all the time.”<br><br>The pup’s description brought a horrible memory to his mind. When Nae had been starving and scavenging for food, he feared that he may have ran into such a creature, and it had left its marks on his back. He hadn’t known what the creature was, and was disturbed to think that it could have been a bear.<br><br>“Yeah well, if you were caught alone with a bear, I bet you’d pee yourself,” Dluuni taunted.<br><br>“Nu uh. I’d be like Mommy and bite its big, ugly nose.”<br><br>“Yeah right. You’d run like a rabbit.”<br><br>“Nu uh!”<br><br>“Uh huh!”<br><br>The pups barked and growled at each other from across the log until Nae suddenly stood. The pups fell silent regarding the artisan as he brought his leg around to meet his other one. The dull end of the draw blade rested against his shoulder, its length extending three feet behind him. Grasping his tunic, Nae waved it about, fanning some cold air under it to cool his perspiring skin. The pipe bobbed in his mouth as he chewed on it a little; and then facing the trunk, he rested his boot against it and paused. “Move.”<br><br>The pups backed away from the log as Nae pushed it over onto a bark-covered side and took a seat. Without another word, the artisan returned to work.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>03-08-2013, 10:42:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Ne%27iine_Vaenn.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ne'iine Vaenn<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nae, Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs)<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts<br><strong>When: </strong> TBD<br><br><hr><br>Air rushed by her sending dark hair streaming out behind her like a banner. At the last moment her hands caught upon a thick tree branch. Up her body swung once more, pivoting as bark scraped against her tender palms. Both legs swung forth and her knees notched upon the next branch. Moments later she was dangling upside down high in the tree. The upturned tilt of her nose was scrunched as she stared up at her perch contemplatively. It was as she was thinking about how to best get to another branch without breaking something that she heard the giggles of two pups. "What are they doing out here?" she muttered.<br><br>Curiosity got the best of common sense. She crunched her body upward and gripped the branch to one side of her knees. Her grip was nearer to the trunk. More stable to place her weight up but harder to get a good grip on. Once the decision was made, however, there was little time to contemplate it. An awkward hop swung her legs free, and then she released her grip on the branch. Deerskin boots landed silently upon the branch below her. After that it was quick work to climb down the tree.<br><br>Dluuni and Dat'aek'i scampered ahead of her, utterly oblivious to the scout they'd picked up in the mischief. <em>I'm going to have to pass on this kind of laxness to Ggaal,</em> she thought. Though to be fair, she was at least the second best scout in the tribe, something she proved as she continued to slip after them unseen.<br><br>When she saw their destination she paused. Nae. <em>Damn it.</em> Scowling, she began to climb another tree. Though slower it might give her a slight advantage when it came to stalking him and the pups. Blind as he was his other senses were well honed. If she'd approached the normal way he would undoubtedly smell her. From the trees her scent would be somewhat masked even to his nose by the pine sap and the confusion of the wind.<br><br>Ne'iine had just reached her chosen perch when she heard the delighted shrieks of the two pups. Unwillingly a smile tugged at her lips as she leant against the trunk of the tree. Nae had a way with the young ones, a kind of playfulness mixed with mystery that made him seemingly irresistible to the younger ones. And her. Not that he ever seemed to notice. Crouched as she was upon a thick branch in a tree set far back, she couldn't see the scene but she could well imagine it. Like her, many of the pups tried to practice their stalking using Nae as the target. Unlike her, the pups had no idea what they were doing and tended to end up being tickled more often than not.<br><br>Quietness descended once more, yet the pups didn't come back. Which meant that there was something going on. Once more Ne'iine's curiosity would not let it lie. Scowling at her own inability to say no to herself when it concerned him, she crouched and then launched herself for the nearest tree. Perhaps she'd been named for a bird, but she moved much more closely to a squirrel. In this way she traveled, garnering bruises and scrapes that she shrugged off easily. At least, until a chipped piece of bark she had not seen dug into one of her scrapes and tore at her hand.<br><br>With a yelp she released her grip on that particular branch. Snow rushed up to meet her alarmingly quickly and she clenched her eyes shut. Cold was her first impression, as well as the realization she'd been well bruised for the next fortnight. Gingerly she pushed herself into an upright position. Dluuni and Dat'aek'i were staring at her wide eyed, little mouths rounded with surprise. "That, pups, was a very graceful dismount," she said with a much haughtiness as could be mustered on short notice. She could only pray that Nae wouldn't have cause to comment on her clumsiness.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 04:57:54</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br><strong>Who:</strong> Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs) &amp; Ne'iine<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br><strong>When: </strong> W/e time it is<br><hr><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">The artisan paused in his work, head turning in the direction of the fall as the snow hissed beneath the hurrying feet of the pups. Dluuni and Dat’aek’i were quick to run to Ne’iine’s aid.<br><br>“Ne ne! Are you all right?” Dat’aek’i asked in alarm.<br><br>Dluuni stood to her other side with worry shining in his blue eyes. “Did you hurt yourself? What were you doing up in that tree?”<br><br>Ne’iine...that girl with the odd scent. She always seemed to be around, but then so did the others. Was she keeping an eye on the pups?<br><br>“You’re bleeding,” Nae informed—though she clearly must have known.<br><br>Dluuni’s brows rose at the news and he sniffed at the female, taking in the scent of her half-blood. “You must go see Danae before it gets infected!”<br><br>The pups would take care of Ne’inne, Nae figured as he returned to the draw blade.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 09:39:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Ne%27iine_Vaenn.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ne'iine Vaenn<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nae, Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs)<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts<br><strong>When: </strong> TBD<br><br><hr><br>"I felt," she said wryly to Nae's back. Not that it mattered which way he was facing. It wasn't as if he could see her, much less that she could discern expression upon his face. So much of it was obscured by the blindfold. She felt quite safe to stick her tongue out at him, though this earned her giggles from the pups. At Dluuni's suggestion, she snorted and jabbed his chest with one finger. "Danae has her hands full enough, I'm sure."<br><br>Dluuni let out grumbling protests, but she shooed him aside with her bloodied hand. Her legs wobbled only slightly as she pushed herself to her feet. Dat'aek'i was already grabbing at Ne'iine's injured hand in worry and babbling about what her mother would do in this situation. And though she'd just gotten to her feet, Ne'iine finally rolled her eyes and dropped into a crouch before the small girl. "I'll be fine, both of you," she looked briefly over her shoulder at Dluuni. "It's no different than the scrapes others get at practice."<br><br>"But Mommy said that you don't heal right cos--" Dat'eak'i began crossly, folding her arms across her small body.<br><br>"I heal just fine," Ne'iine said. It was all she could do not to scowl. She'd rather thought that everyone had gotten over treating her like some sort of invalid, but apparently it still cropped up behind closed doors. No matter. Instead of continuing this vein of conversation, she nodded her head toward where Nae was still steadily working upon his latest creation. "I heard you all trying to sneak up on him. Can I guess that it didn't go so well?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 11:29:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br><strong>Who:</strong> Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs) &amp; Ne'iine<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br><strong>When: </strong> W/e time it is<br><hr><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font"><strong>But Mommy said that you don’t heal right cos—</strong><br><br>Ne’iine...she was the half-breed the villagers tended to talk about. The words spoken about her weren’t all pleasant. Some of them talked about how she scouted better than full-blood Tikaan, and others spoke only disgust. How she didn’t belong. How she was an abomination and mistake. If she didn’t belong, then Nae didn’t either if they wanted to adopt that philosophy. Even the pups were being raised under such slander. Nae stopped.<br><br><strong>I heard you all trying to sneak up on him. Can I guess that it didn’t go so well?</strong><br><br>“I was this (pinching the space between his thumb and index finger) close. He said my heart is loud.” Dluuni bowed his head in frustration. “I don’t know how to make it beat quietly.”<br><br>“If I didn’t scream, I would have had him,” Dat’aek’i bragged.<br><br>“Nu uh, he would have heard you too,” Dluuni growled.<br><br>“I’m not big-footed like you Dluuni. My feet are small and beautiful.” Dat’aek’i raised her chin regally.<br><br>“They stink because you never wash them!”<br><br>“You stink Dluuni!”<br><br>The pups growled and yipped at each other while poor Ne’iine was caught in the crossfire. The sudden tearing of fabric hushed the two as they looked over at Nae and watched as he split his tunic. The shirt had been old and he’d had it forever, having never worn anything else. The Tikaan was one to make use of something until it wore completely out. His shirt had seen better days. After tearing a strip free that left a gap in the middle of his stomach and chest, he held it out to his side.<br><br>“Here,” Nae offered softly.<br><br>Dat’aek’i&nbsp; raced over and took the strip from the artisan before she returned to Ne’iine. “Can I do it Ne’inne? Pleeaase~!”<br><br>“You don’t know how to do it,” Dlunni grumbled.<br><br>“Do to. Momma taught me.”</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 17:43:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Any<br><strong>Where:</strong> Moving through the Village<br><strong>When:</strong> 8th day of the Hunger Moon<br><hr><br>Injured. So many injured had returned to the village today. So many of the best among the Pack were either in the Healers hut with injuries, or looming over those that had been injured, worrying about them. For the first time in a very long time, a small smile touched Eira's lips. She wasn't happy that anyone was hurt, she wouldn't have actually wished pain on the Pack, they had actually treated her well in the two years she'd been with them, but she couldn't not smile just a bit at the opportunity that this set back (for them) offered her. It was as if the Great Mother had finally handed her the chance she'd been asking for since she'd been ripped from her own home.<br><br>She even actually took a short moment to pray to the Great Mother that those injured would heal fully...just not too quickly for her own purposes.<br><br>Heading into the Sacrifice House she put on the warmest clothing she had, layering it thickly to protect against the cold of the deep Winter and slinging her heaviest cloak on top of it to held her body heat in as well as possible. She knew she was still likely to get cold, but Tikaan knew how to make clothing to protect against the cold so she doubted she'd be in danger of freezing. Wrapping a scarf around her face she gave a small nod to herself and drew a deep breath. She couldn't recall anyone else attempting to run in the two years she'd been here and you didn't even hear many tales of a Sacrifice trying to escape. In the end she could, almost, hope that the Tikaan would simply not want the bother of a surly Sacrifice who clearly didn't want to be in their village and that they would simply let her go.<br><br>She doubted it, but she held out a small shred of hope. <br><br>Grabbing the basket she used for gathering wood she placed a few days worth of food in the bottom where it wouldn't be noticed, and slung the basket onto her back by the straps. It wasn't the normal time of day in which she went to gather wood from the forest, but with so many injured more wood than normal would be needed to keep the Healer's hut warm so she hoped no one would think it odd that she was heading into the woods. She knew, vaguely which was the road should be and while being that open didn't thrill her, it was the fastest way of reaching any Human villages and worth the risk.<br><br>Besides, she <em>knew</em> she'd be taken if they chose to hunt her and she stayed in the woods. No one knew these woods like the Wolves who hunted them!<br><br>Not bothering to meet anyone's eyes, but then she almost never did unless someone called her by name, she shifted the basket on her back and simply kept walking with a purpose. She'd found that often times just looking as if you were on business for someone else would keep many people from bothering you. She heard a couple of pups and Wolves talking and ignored them as she did everyone else as she simply strode out of the village heading for the woods and, praying all the while, her freedom.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>04-08-2013, 21:05:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/Zhergan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'udzagha Zhergan<br><strong>Who:</strong> Eira, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Outside of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> 8th day of the Hunger Moon<br><hr>The jet black wolf sat atop a hill far into the forest, the trails of smoke coming up from the village keeping its eyes occupied as they whirled across the heavens. One must look to all manner of things to see clearly how the spirits tried to guide you. These past days Zhergan had kept for himself outside the village, trying to make sense of it all. His instincts and the spirits told him to run, to save himself from the doom that awaited the pack. But his pride and heart kept him from deserting the Nadaecki in their time of need and guidance. It was about all he could do though. His eyes failed him. Perhaps it was inevitable that the tribe would fall?<br><br>His eyes were drawn down towards the open patch in the woods outside the village, the pond from which they gathered water for bathing and washing clothes in the summer. It had been completely frozen over for many weeks now. But it wasn't the pond itself that caught his attention. It was the winds that crept over hit, cutting through the snow like it was clearing a path for someone. Someone with a purpose. The winds carried up towards him and he could feel the smell of thick furs. But there was also a hint of human in it. A Sacrifice carrying such determination that it carried with her a guiding wind surely couldn't be out for a mere stroll or a simple task. As the figure finally broke the treeline and entered onto the thick ice his suspicions were further reinforced. It was a female, carrying a basket for firewood, but there was something slightly off about her steps, how she carried it. If a Sacrifice meant to carry wood for the purpose of the Nadaecki, why would she carry a basket that was already partially packed. And the determination with which she carried that basket was not truly worthy of a simple gathering of kindling.<br><br>The wolf took a leap forwards and almost slid the whole way down to the foot of the hill in the tall layers of snow. His fur was covered in powdered snow, masking him somewhat against the white ground. His lips curled into a scowl, baring his teeth as he made his way in the direction of the Sacrifice' path. It was the prime problem with the Sacrifices of today. They just couldn't accept their place in their new pack. His slick black form cut through the snow like a scythe, covering him in more snow as he closed in. He finally slid in behind a tree as he saw the wind opening the path ahead of him. And not far behind it came the human. He couldn't completely place her in his memory. He should have just leaped in front of her with a snarl and forced her back to the village. That was what his instincts, pride and the spirits told him. But his heart was curious. As such he just stood there silent, unmoving as she passed him by. He felt compelled to follow her. He wanted to know where she was headed.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>05-08-2013, 03:21:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Any<br><strong>Where:</strong> Moving through the Village<br><strong>When:</strong> 8th day of the Hunger Moon<br><hr><br>Eira wasn't stupid, she knew she didn't have the survival skills to hide from the Wolves. She wouldn't be able to cover her trail and hide it from them so she chose a commonly used track. She was going back over the same path that the last Hunting party had returned, and left, on. the snow was so stirred up here that singling out just her own, small, prints would be difficult and if it snowed at all soon, it would become nearly impossible. She had a rough idea of which way she needed to go. She might not have made friends over the last two years, but she'd paid attention when Trading or Hunting parties came and went. She listened to their stories, listened to the direction they didn't bother to hide because they never expected a mere Human to dare what she was trying...no they were just supposed to suck it up and meekly live with the fact that they were slaves!<br><br>The very thought put a low growl in her throat and made fire flash in her eyes. She'd been obedient but un-accepting for two years. More than once she'd been told to find a place within the Pack; to accept her fate, but she refused! These weren't necessarily bad people, but they weren't <em>her</em> people. This wasn't her place and she would never accept living in a cage, no matter how large it might seem. <br><br>A cage, no matter it's size, was still a cage.<br><br>Trudging through the snow she lost all track of time. It became meaningless very quickly when your goal was to put as much distance between you and someone else, as quickly as possible and she wanted as much space between herself and the village as possible before anyone there realized she was gone. She hoped it would take longer than usual with so many in the Healer's hut. Her thoughts kept spinning in circles back to that, that she needed time and the wounded might be giving it to her.<br><br>She had no idea her time had already run out, that she was already being tracked and followed and that how long she ran was at the whim of Zhergan's curiosity about her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Wargtass</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 03:19:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/9a/Zhergan.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'udzagha Zhergan<br><strong>Who:</strong> Eira, Open<br><strong>Where:</strong> Some way out of Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong> Evening, 8th day of the Hunger Moon<br><hr>Eira was her name. Or at least he thought so. A cold one, strong in soul and unwilling to bow to her new place in life. Admirable in its own right, but it could cause trouble in a pack. It was bad enough that the Nadaecki had grown weak from complacency, if the Sacrifices openly defied the Tikaan the other tribes might see that weakness in the open. And that wasn't something that they could afford now. Not when the Atallans were preparing to rise against them. Not when winter was growing colder by each night. She could not be allowed to escape, if he so had to kill her himself.<br><br>Yet he could not bring himself to attack her. There was something about the strength of her spirit that kept his simmering rage at bay. That she was ready to brave the unknown cold forest for who knows how many days before she reached the nearest human village. If at all. Even with all those clothes the cold would make her sluggish soon enough. If night fell and she hadn't found cover from the ravages of Winter, she would freeze her feet and hands off or even die. It was that sort of determination and defiance he wanted the Betas to have. If they didn't challenge the Alpha they would become comfortable with her rule and she would become lax in her leadership.<br><br>He cleared the treeline some hundred feet in front of her and sat down. As she passed him he was in plain sight. But he just watched her with cold eyes. He wanted to gauge her reaction. Her resolve. More than anything he wanted to pounce her and rip her to pieces. Or at least that was what his instincts told him. His heart just held him in place, still like a cliff as she approached, passed him by and disappeared from sight.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Caela</strong> on <strong>06-08-2013, 04:23:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://i980.photobucket.com/albums/ae282/caela_ecub/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg) (http://s980.photobucket.com/user/caela_ecub/media/Brunettes/da38251a-f295-4cd0-bed4-5bcc718adfae_zps23deb5af.jpg.html)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong> Eira<br><strong>Who:</strong> Any<br><strong>Where:</strong> Moving through the Woods, away from the Village<br><strong>When:</strong> 8th day of the Hunger Moon<br><hr><br>She saw him, the wolf just sitting there watching her as she trudged her way through the snow. The intelligence in that gaze, the way it was simply fixed on her, she knew it wasn't an ordinary wolf, knew it was Tikaan and for a moment she froze. She stared, meeting his gaze levelly with her own, without flinching, without fear. If he was there now then he could have come upon her at any time, could have ridden her down into the snow and torn her apart. She didn't have the strength or resources to defeat a Tikaan, not at her size. Even though she was strong for a female, and strong for her stature, she would never have the raw physical power that a Tikaan had even in their human form.<br><br>For just a moment all she did was stare. All she could do was meet that gaze with her own and show him that she held no fear. Two years she'd lived among the Tikaan, two years of her life had been stolen and she knew their abilities down to her bones. He could maim her, kill her, hell he could flip her over his should and drag her back kicking and screaming...but he couldn't frighten her.<br><br>"Do what you need to do but know I won't stop trying to leave. Your people have been decent, I bear you no ill will, but I won't remain a slave either," she said at last before turning and continuing on her way. He could follow, he could do what he needed to do, but she would never stop trying to escape. Never stop trying to return to her own world, her own people...and the chance to kill the bitch who was responsible for her captivity in the first place!<br><br>Keeping her cloak wrapped tight around her, she didn't look back to see what the Wolf did. Didn't look to see if he was following her, perhaps ready to run her down like deer he was hunting. She simply kept walking. Her steps gradually began to slow and she knew the cold, and distance, were getting to her. She was going to have to start searching for shelter and stop soon. She needed a fire to warm her hands and feet and a place to hide so she could sleep...and the blessing of the Great Mother that it wasn't all in vain despite having already being spotted.<br><br><strong>Continued Here:</strong> http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178654.msg8707731#msg8707731 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178654.msg8707731#msg8707731)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>12-08-2013, 05:33:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Ne%27iine_Vaenn.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ne'iine Vaenn<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nae, Dluuni &amp; Dat'aek'i (NPCs)<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts<br><strong>When: </strong> TBD<br><br><hr><br>Ne'iine watched the pups argue with fond eyes. Neither of them would likely ever make for good scouts. Too loud by nature and unable to feel the pulsing heartbeat of the Dyr that might have let them sneak properly. Yet she was pleased to see them even trying. Even if it did mean that her ears rang with their childish argument. She rolled her eyes as the two began to shove at each other, her unbloodied hang going to snag the collar of Dluuni's shirt so that he couldn't turn the fight into something more serious. Just as she was about to chide the still arguing pups a ripping sound caused them to fall quiet.<br><br>As if in unison, all three looked to the direction the sound had come from. Dark eyebrows rose as she took in the sight of Nae's chest, however small a sliver of it, and then her grey eyes rose to his face. He seemed as impassive as ever. For a moment everything was still, then he proffered the strip of cloth. Apparently he'd thought she needed to have her scrape bandaged. Enough so that he'd ripped one of his few shirts without a seeming care. Curiosity, ever present when she was around him, gripped her more firmly than ever before.<br><br>Dat'aek'i, free of a hand to hold her back, was the one who raced forward to gather the makeshift bandage. Ne'iine tightened her grip upon Dluuni's collar reflexively, causing the boy to stumble slightly when he tried to lunge after his friend. She had no doubt that if he'd been free, the two would be physically tussling over the scrap of cloth right now. Not that her hold stopped them from arguing with each other one more.<br><br>Ne'iine looked down to her hand, still bleeding sluggishly and every so often dripping a bit of crimson into the snow. There was a somewhat sizable hollow of pinkened snow beneath her. She really did need to bind it up. "Oi," she said, voice gentle but holding an edge of reprimand to it. Both the pups fell silent and stared at her, though she knew well enough that if she didn't speak soon they'd start in on each other. How the two remained friends was sometimes beyond her. "See how it's still bleeding? That means it's pretty deep and I could get an infection." Their horrified faces were well worth the melodrama she was infusing into her tone. "I think you all should run to the Shaman House and ask Danae what would help prevent infection and then come tell me, okay? That way I don't get sick."<br><br>"I'll go ask!" Dat'aek'i chirped. "Right now!" Ne'iine reached out and snagged the cloth from the girl's hand, though of course she hardly seemed to notice that it was gone. No, she was far too preoccupied with shoving Dluuni into the snow and then bolting toward the village proper. Dluuni was up and after her not too long after.<br><br>Rolling her grey eyes, Ne'iine pushed herself to her feet and walked toward Nae. "Thank you," she said quietly, knowing that with his sensitive hearing he'd hear her well enough. She'd been following after him for years, and she knew well enough that he didn't much like the constant noise of the village. "Do you have another shirt?"<br><br>Her mind was already darting to what she had in storage. She'd made many of her father's clothes, and there were some that she thought would fit Nae well. Not to mention the one she'd made only months ago, the one she'd stared at many a night with narrowed eyes and scowling lips, as if trying to decide whether to burn it. That shirt she hid from even Na'aay. It had been a lark and too many nights spent alone, crouched by the fire with a bone needle and the best materials she could find, laughing at jokes and joining in banter but really concentrating on what she was doing. A <em>stupid</em> lark.<br><br>As she waited for his answer, she began bandaging her hand with nimble fingers. Once it was mostly wrapped, she was forced to use her teeth to help anchor some of it so she might tie it off. She might have asked him, but she wasn't sure she could deal with being so close to him without turning utterly stupid. It was already unusual enough for her to come this close. "You're working on something new?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>18-08-2013, 01:25:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ne'iine<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br><strong>When: </strong> W/e time it is<br><hr><br><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">After Dat’aeki had taken the cloth from him, Nae had returned to work—as expected. He typically gave others a moment of his time. Setting down the draw as Ne’iine curiously approached him, Nae groped at the log beneath him, running his hands over the stripped wood, inspecting it for any remaining bark strips. The process hadn’t been exactly safe but he had no other way of telling if he was finished. As Ne’iine thanked him, she could see yellowish-white splinters piercing the craftsman’s fingers some being too weak to fully pierce the exterior skin, while others were sharp enough to draw tiny spots of blood.<br><br>Her question about his shirt made the artisan hesitant to answer. Why would she concern herself about his shirt? What it really had been was the slight emotion he had felt behind the question. He scooted back along the log, inspecting it down to the end without a wince before he stood and beat his hands upon his pants to rid them of the splinters.<br><br>“I do not,” Nae confessed in regards to his shirt, and then answered, “Just another totem.”<br><br>The Tikaan knelt and felt about the snow for his mallet and chisel. Feeling both, he grasped the tools and walked down the length of the log and once again took a seat upon it. With the side of his hand, he brushed it over to get an idea of what he was working on, and then set the chisel as he began to hammer away. He chipped a few chunks from it and then felt it over, and then chipped some more.</span>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>19-08-2013, 04:41:26</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5b/Tsitu%2C_Nadaeki_Alpha.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ts'itu e'e Son<br><strong>Who:</strong> Open [K'ali, Natu, Luika]<br><strong>Where:</strong> Near Alpha House<br><strong>When: </strong> Early Afternoon, 17th Day of Hunger Moon<br><br><hr><br>Ts'itu stretched. Popping noises showed her body's clear protest to the movements, a result of too many hours at the training grounds. A pleasant soreness had already begun to sink into her muscles. It wasn't painful but she would likely be feeling the affects of this training for many hours to come. <em>Perhaps I should go see if the assistant healer has anything to help,</em> she thought, a smirk tugging at the edges of her lips. Though she'd nearly reached her own home, she paused and turned toward the path that would take her to the Shaman House.<br><br>She'd only taken a few steps in this new direction when she paused. No one would ever call her sensitive to the spirits, not by any stretch of the imagination. There was a distinct reason she'd stuck merely to learning herbs and healing. Even that hadn't been touched by the same magic that seemed to flow from Danae. But this morning, there was something <em>wrong</em>.<br><br>It tingled along every nerve, sent her sense into a high alert. Her wolf rumbled into full awareness within her form. The urge to shift prickled at her. Nails lengthened and hardened into claws without her conscious thought, and her eyes seemed to flash with animalistic fire. None were around to witness this shift in the Alpha. Surely if there had been the village would have instantly gone into a frenzy. Everyone had been on edge recently. Too many bad things were coming their way.<br><br>She raised her head and sniffed the air. Low growls emitted from her throat before she forced herself into silence. With effort she forced her wolf away. It would run on instinct. Seek only to protect the pack and those dearest to her. Already it clamored to shift, to go to the Shaman House where her <em>daed'ze</em> and Hiti were, to guard it and howl warning to whatever might try to come. That was the thought of a child though. As Alpha she needed to remain level headed. So she stayed where she was, and she waited.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Cerevan</strong> on <strong>19-08-2013, 07:32:27</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/be/Ne%27iine_Vaenn.png)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Ne'iine Vaenn<br><strong>Who:</strong> Nae<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts<br><strong>When: </strong> TBD<br><br><hr><br>Ne'iine dropped into a crouch near Nae, her head tilting to the side in contemplation as she watched him check the log for bark. For a moment she thought of trying to help him but was unsure if he'd take offense to the offer. Still she winced to see him stand and beat away splinters. He was bleeding from pinpricks. Perhaps she should have tried to help him anyway.<br><br>"Oh," she said, when he answered her questions. She tried to think of something a bit more intelligent to say, but subtlety had never quite been her forte. All of it seemed to be used up with her tracking, leaving none for her interpersonal relations. If she had hoped for subtlety she shouldn't have randomly approached him today of all days. "I have some shirts that should fit you if I adjust them for the shoulders. You're broader there than my father was." <em>Well that wasn't so bad,</em> she thought, rolling her eyes.<br><br>Cold was slowly seeping into her bones. Having more resistance than a human to the elements generally didn't help as much as one might think. Not that it helped that she'd been falling into and crouching in the snow, thereby slowly allowing it to soak into her clothing. She stood again and then paced to the opposite end of the totem from Nae. After a brief moment's thought, she finally shook off her indecision and perched on the totem's end, not quite straddling it.<br><br>"Where will this one go?" she asked, tracing the wood grain absentmindedly with one finger. She saw him feeling about for his tools and fought down the urge to go and hand them to him. This had always been the hardest part of watching him. There was no question in her mind that he could handle himself just fine without assistance. Nae had never struck her as weak, just the opposite in fact. But she still <em>wanted</em> to help. Wanted to make things easier for him. Wanted to make him smile.<br><br>Finally she asked what had been gnawing at her since she came near him. "Can I help?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>shii</strong> on <strong>23-08-2013, 04:17:26</strong>
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				(http://i.imgur.com/8W0V3xm.png)<br><br><strong>Character name</strong>: Luika Dzel Ketnesi<br><strong>Who:</strong>&nbsp; Ne'iine, Natu, K'ali, Ts'itu<br><strong>Where:</strong>&nbsp; Kayax<br><strong>When: </strong>&nbsp; 17th Day of Hunger Moon<br><hr><br>And so he walked. It was only five miles of walking through the powdery snow by his estimate but by the time they finally walked into town he was throughly sick of the stuff. He positively envied the grace and seeming ease the Tikkan seemed to move through there environment. Though he handled it well and surprisingly so for a human, he was not born to it as the Tikkan were and so could not swim through it like a fish to water as they did. Thus he was more than a little tired when they set foot into there little town. His flight from the castle itself to here had cost him much but he still had energy to spare if he needed it and he had a feeling he would need it to keep his wits when he found himself before there alpha. The walk had been done in utter quiet. He had only acknowledged Natu's correction that he only be called by name with a slight nod. There was nothing more to say to the subordinates as all his focus was now upon thinking of how to convince this alpha, this Ts'itu. Would they be level headed? Would they be wise enough to hear his words and warnings? He hoped so because more than his life was in the balance.<br><br>Following his guides and guards they came through the little town, Tikkan and humans he was sure, paused in there work to look at him. He guessed that not everyone was brought into town bound with an escort. He did not hang his head like a guilty and beaten dog nor did he rais it proudly like an arrogant fool. No, he kept his posture strait but open and his eyes had a curiosity to them as he took in all he saw. he had never been to a Tikkan Village. At least one that was fully functioning. He had seen the half burnt down, raided ones, howls of anguish off in the distance. he had walked through them and wondered at things he saw, wanting to know more about the Tikkan than how best to kill one.<br><br>His scent proceeded him, coming to Ts'itu as the scent of only a human man. So when he came within her sight she would be well aware of how very human he was. However When he lay those cold, blue eyes on her he stopped in his tracks. Her stance spoke of tension and warned of quickly sparking anger so he planted his feet and didn't move his eyes only on her. A feeling ran through him then that raised the hair on the back of his neck. danger breathed down his neck and he was looking his death right in the face. he was observant and what he noticed, was what he was trained to look for. he was quick, and sharply clever compared to most humans and so he knew she was a Tikkan of importance when he saw her. he hardly dared to breath as he looked at her. it clicked in his head and he gave her a bow as one would a king or queen. "Esteemed Alpha Ts'itu, I am Luika Dzel Ketnesi and I come to beg asylum. I implore you, please hear me out for the sake of your people." he spoke boldly again, clearly, yet there was a striking gentleness in his words that was like a healing balm to raw wounds. Still bowed and rose slowly to meet her eyes. yes, there was no mistaking it, this was the alpha and she had a fire in her eyes that would rival hell it's self.<br><br>http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178654.50 (http://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=178654.50)
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				Title: <strong>Re: Wolfling Winter | Kayax</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheBlackThrone</strong> on <strong>24-08-2013, 08:12:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v252/HlySd/e74b6b77-008b-49a2-8c78-ce6bab7f6126_zps50f84067.jpg)</div><strong>Character name</strong>: Naegge' yaas Naat<br><strong>Who:</strong> Ne'iine<br><strong>Where:</strong> Kayax Outskirts just shy outside the village<br><strong>When: </strong> W/e time it is<br><hr><br><span style="font-family: georgia;" class="bbc_font">Nae paused in his chiseling and turned an ear over his shoulder. If it hadn’t been for the deer skin fold over his eyes, she might have seen his brows pressed together in mixed emotions: confusion and uncertainty. Help? What did she mean by that? Did she mean to help him with the totem because she sympathized for him or did she want to learn how to make one? Her question hadn’t been the latter and Ne’iine didn’t seem like the type to pity him. His musings made him feel uncomfortable. Pity...he disliked it. It was another reason why he didn’t frequent the village. The Tikaan of the Nadecki clan may have been friendly, but they pitied him. Nae, whether his judgment was right or wrong about her, didn’t want to offend her.<br><br>Setting the hammer and chisel down, Nae stood and stepped clear of the log. He started toward the woods and informed, “I am going to rest.”<br><br>He would return to the totem later and hopefully finish it without interruptions.</span>
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