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Post by Talla on Oct 22, 2005 8:01:44 GMT -5
Pads scraped the ground as Talla found herself in a state of mind she'd never been in before. Before all of this train of thought happend, she was fun loving, spirited, and kind. Now? She felt as if she were rude, angry most of the time and anti-socail. She didn't care much for the company of others, for she knew no one cared for her company. Just returning the behavor she had been given, but to all around her, not just that one.
Optics serched the area as she walked, claws digging into the ground, making a trail in which anyone coud follow, if they dared or wished. SHe really could care less. The trees, now as if void of life, swayed in the chilly wind that blew through the air, swipping into her fur. She felt a bit cold, but no care had crossed her mind. Talla saw the cave and started to run towards it's dark shelter. She found her inside as she saw nothing but darkness. She smirked slightly to herself as thoughts dragged across her mind. She shook it off and laid down, trying to find herself. She didn't close her optics, but rested her mind in the dark around her.
Tassel whipped around in silence as she obsurved every aspect of the area, if there really WAS anything to obsurve. She sighed heavily, knowing no one would be able to handle her anymore....maybe that were true, or maybe not. That remains to be seen. No one has aproched her in a season.
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Post by Celtic. on Oct 22, 2005 9:48:35 GMT -5
Celtic wandered the woods in silence, pondering her current predicament. Eclipse had been gone for an unknown amount of time, and she found herself even more lonely, more afraid, then what she had been before.
A leaf, a lovely orange-ish red colour, floated down and landed upon her black and silven pelt. She jumped. Seeing that it was just a leaf, she scolded herself. T'is just a leaf, calm yourself down you wimp, Celtic told herself harshly. You used to be fearless, and now you're just afraid. What has happened to you? You were once carefree, a fighter, and when you met Eclipse, that all changed. You were still a fighter, and somewhat carefree, but somehow...
"But somehow he left, and hasn't returned since he lost the fight." She said aloud to herself. Maybe he died. Maybe he's just to afraid to come back... Celtic sighed. It wasn't fair. She continued to walk along, head held low with shame, until she noticed paw prints. She lowered her nose to the ground to find that they were fresh. Her auditives went back, but they weren't quite touching her skull, and she gave a low whine. She didn't care if it was someone to put her out of her misery, and she didn't care if it was a new friend. The only thing she cared about was that it was another wolf, a life form in a place she thought was lifeless.
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Post by Talla on Oct 22, 2005 10:57:07 GMT -5
Head raised as Talla looked over the area, trying to see who was there. She had picked up a new sent, someone she hadn't met before, but she knew it was a fae. "Who goes there?!" She boom, loud enough for all to hear. She was a biut angerd at the fact someone had followed her, but, in a strange way, she welcomed it.
She stood and started to walk out of the cave, trying to find who it was. Auds swiviled around, trying to pick up sounds of footsteps, whines, barking, anything to indecate where they were. She heard Celtic's whines and started towards her. "Ello, fellow femme. WHo might you be?" Talla finnally spotted her and walked towards her, not going to give off her attitude just yet.
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Post by Celtic. on Oct 22, 2005 11:05:34 GMT -5
Celtic 's visionaries looked at the femme cautiously, jumping when she first heard her words. Stop being so d.amn jumpy! she scolded herself. Taking a deep breath before she began, she licked her maw.
Opening her charcoal jowls, Celtic began. I be Celtic. She looked at the female with her auds pinned back, lowering her haunches to the frozen ground. Who, may I ask, might you be? she added, not taking her eyes off of the female. She didn't want a fight, and if the female attacked, that's what she'd get.
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Post by Talla on Oct 22, 2005 11:13:51 GMT -5
T all sighed. Pads stopped and she sat, optics locked on the other femma. Maw parted as she started to reply. "For I am Talla, daughter of Bartok and Hermia. Singer of our old life, and teller of stories long since forgotten" She could sing haunting melodies, and tell stories of old.
Tassel whipped the ground slowly, interest growing slowly, at this jumpy female. She wonder what would make a female this way, for Talla had not had many tramatising experences in her lifetime. Her claws dug into the ground, enjoying the cold of the earth beneath her.
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Post by Celtic. on Oct 22, 2005 11:18:06 GMT -5
Celtic nodded in an understanding way. She looked away slightly, but it looked as if she was still gazing at the female. More leaves fell from the trees above. Her auds were still pinned back. She missed feeling like her usual self - she felt...different, so unlike herself.
OOC: EEEEEEEEEEK! I have no muse for Celtic. All my muse is with Psyco
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Post by Talla on Oct 23, 2005 16:37:32 GMT -5
A heavy sigh released from Talla as she continued to watch the other femma. "Have you any mate at all, if I may know?" Talla was, for some reason, starting to warm up to this fae, but not much. She was very curious to Celtic's past life, before this day.
Tassel whipped the ground as she awaited the answer to her sudden question.
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Post by Celtic. on Oct 23, 2005 16:42:20 GMT -5
Aye, I do. But I am unsure of where he is, or if he is even alive. I have not seen him for a long time. Celtic sighed, untensing a bit. She was still wary about this fae, but she was no longer as jumpy. Maybe that was all she needed to become her old self - a friend.
Have I told you my alias? I am not sure if I have or if I have not...in any case. I am Celtic. Celtic said, nodding to Talla. She gave a forced smile, the best she could do with the mixed emotions she was feeling.
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Post by Talla on Oct 23, 2005 16:47:20 GMT -5
Talla also forced a smile, it felt awkward as she did this. She had not smiled in a long time. Her tassel swayed on the cold ground. " I have never had a mate, but I live..."
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