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Post by Cinder on Nov 1, 2009 22:03:23 GMT -5
The air began to blow, the fae's mane lifted with the breeze and she raised her snout to the wind and breathed it in. The scents of the forest made there way into her nose. Acclya closed her eyes and took in all the sounds and smells, saving the sights for later. It smelled like home. Her old home, not the one she was going to have. Trees surrounded her, big ones, small ones, short ones, tall ones. It was like a Doctor Seuss book. Trees of all colors of the rainbow were around her. It was fall, and the colors took her breath away. These lands were beautiful, she wanted this, this forest to be her new home.
Her eyebrow quirked and she gazed around her, this time taking in the sights. She could see flowers falling from the trees, little pink and purple fragrant ones, and branches cracked in the wind. Her eyes took in all the sights , her ears the sounds, and her nose the smells. This was the place to be. Lya cocked her head to the side, and listened for any water, she heard a roaring river over then boundary line, and to the left, she hoped that was part of the teritoy or she would be useless. Without water she would have no use to this pack, and then they might not take her. Acclya's cocky nautre took hold then, why would they not want her in their pack?
She raised a delicate leg, with teal swirls on it, and took a step forward, over the boundary that she could smell distinctly and into the for rest that she would call home.
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Post by * Merr on Nov 1, 2009 22:30:57 GMT -5
The winds ruffled through the giant oaks' trees, the scents filling the air. It was autumn, and this fact made the brute's heart burst to life. Yes, it was still warm out, and he leapt over a log, his ears twitching nonstop. A wonderful afternoon, wonderful everything. Laughing, he landed lightly on the forest floor, only the slight sounds of crunching leaves beneath him. The male wolf was a silent warrior, but full of power, and he liked that intimidation to be brought among new wolves. Again, he laughed, sniffing the air, loving the sweet scent of flowers and the bitter scent of the waters. All was good, all was fine. "Maybe one day, this will be mine." This brought a smile to his muzzle, and he wondered what that life would be like. He would try to be a brave leader for the pack, for Minou, for any wolf that dares to enter this territory. However, time will come to see who will be chosen for such a responsibility, and he will try with all his might to prove himself to the others.
In due time, in due time.
However, while standing tall, his nose caught an unfamiliar scent. The scent of a young fae, unknown. Growling a bit, he leapt forward, still in his happy mood, but he has to put up a front to newcomers. Off a log he went, dashing through the dense forest trees to see this young fae. Maybe she was attractive, maybe not. Who knows? The muscular brute accelerated, loving the speed and feeling like he was flying, soaring through the air. Slowly his pace, he came to the border, and saw the young fae, extremely attractive, take a step into the border.
A smirk again spread itself across his muzzle, and he stepped out of the forest, his emerald eyes gleaming under the sunlight. The confidence came out of him, and it was shown when he walked over. "So, what's a young thing like you walking into somewhere you do not belong, hm?" A slick voice, low, quite desirable was sent towards the fae. This was his usual tone of voice, so no harm was meant to be done.[/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 1, 2009 22:55:02 GMT -5
Acclya took her first step into the lands that she would call her home, and saw a white brute pop out of the forest, his green eyes sparkled, and he had a scar over one of his eye. All in all, very attractive. She brought her tongue out over her maw, and smiled her contagious smile at him. She looked up at him through her eyelashes, and it wasn't heard because he was so much taller than herself.
She walked up to the great white beast ((OOC- BAHAHAHAHAHAH)) and smiled up at him once again," Uhh, Hi. I'm Acclya. Whats your name?!" She asked him happily cocking her head to the side in curiosity. She studied the brute with a closer eye. Her teal ones taking in his emerald ones, she melted inside, Lya took in his scar, and wondered worriedly where he had gotten it. She didn't even know this wolf more than 3 seconds, heck she didn't even know his name and she already liked him. She coyly swept her tail underneath his nose and grinned up at him.
"I'm here because I wan to live here. What about you? Do you live here?" She was full of questions to ask this brute, but she didn't wan to overwhelm him so she just stopped at two. 'he is handsome isn't he Lya?' She thought to herself, She hadn't seen another wolf in quite a long while. She had been traveling for so long.
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Post by * Merr on Nov 1, 2009 23:09:40 GMT -5
HHOLLLDD OONN! Let's back track, here. So, Tyrome lives in this marvelous forest, with the trees and the birds and the bees. The brute knows the territory and the land, inside out, and loves the fellow pack members. Even though he looks quite intimidating, he is very gentleman-like, and has a soft spot for pups. However, through all of this, the cocky fae in front of him amused him greatly. So another one with a little confidence in them, aye? Let's see if I can melt that... Yes, he was determined when he wanted to be, and this was the time to be, as she was a newcomer and should respect that.
" Uhh, Hi. I'm Acclya. Whats your name?!"[/color] "Tyrome. You have a lovely name, Acclya." Chuckling, he watched her cock her head and smile up at him. Easily, he looked down upon her. Then she swept her tail under his nose, and he blinked a few times, his ears twitching. Again he chuckled, liking the confidence from this new fae."I'm here because I want to live here. What about you? Do you live here?"[/color] The muscles on him tensed up a bit, momentarily, then went back down. The questions didn't bother him, but he wondered what he should do about this young wolf before him. "You want to, huh? We'll see about that." Yes, the male wolf had humor, and he enjoyed blasting it every chance he got. "I live here. Do you have anymore questions to ask me? Are we possibly playing twenty-one questions?" another chuckle, and the brute relaxed a bit, noting how if she did anything, he could easily crush her.[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 1, 2009 23:27:09 GMT -5
Alright, so lets go back a while and see what Acclya's been up to 'eh? She once lived with her mother, but when her mother was pregnant with her her father died in a horrible hunting accident when she was almost about to be born! Her mother had her and her 2 brothers and when a wolf from that pack dies their sign goes to either there mate, or one of their pups, and so she got his sign and it made her mother sad to look at it upon her face. before long Acclya could not stand to see the look of sadness upon her mothers lovely face and she had to leave.
Now back to the present. Lya stared at the brute and grinned some more. It seemed she could not stop around him. "Yes I do want to live here, I think it sahll be quite nice, this place reminds me of my old home." she said with a wistful look on her face. "Oooo, lets!" she said excitedly! 20 questions sounded fun! She bounded over to a mossy area and plopped down on the springy grass with her head in her paws, looking up at the brute and smiling. "You first?" She asked with a mischievous look in her eye She had a good idea for some questions, but she was gonna let him go first, out of common curtsy, this was after all his home, and not hers. Yet.
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Post by * Merr on Nov 1, 2009 23:34:43 GMT -5
The brute blinked a few times, noting how she was full of... life. Other newcomers would've backed down by now; fae's would've melted at his paws and the brutes would've bowed. However, this one did nothing but bounce around, and it made him chuckle quite a bit. Such a unique one she is, and he will always remember that. He noted how she was staring, and how he was also. For a quick moment, he glanced away and scanned the area. No thoughts coming to him, no thoughts going out, which is a very good thing right now.
Back to the fae.
"Yes I do want to live here, I think it shall be quite nice, this place reminds me of my old home."
Blinking again, he nodded, understanding. "We'll have to see." Tyrome had no say if she could stay or not; only Minou could decide that. The brute yawned, but quickly stopped as he watched her bounce over to moss, with her paws out and head on them. Those emerald hues glinted, and he sat down, his muscles once more bulging. The scars on his body seemed to pop out of his pelt, and the scar going down his right eye also bulged, like it was a muscle all to itself.
"Oooo, lets! You first?"[/color] The male wolf shook his head, keeping his eyes on her and his ears erect, alert. "No. You go first." The male wolf was entertained, and highly amused. He wondered what she was going to ask first, and he sat there, his tail flopping from side to side, waiting.[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 1, 2009 23:53:39 GMT -5
Hearing his manly chuckle made her put a bit, he was laughing at her. She blinked back at him, some would say she was batting her eyelashes at him. Flirting. Winch she most certainly was. He glanced around, and so did she. She need to get her eyes off of him for a second or she would spontaneously combust. She kept her emotions under lock and key, and only let out her happy feelings. She was a joy to be around.
"Yup, Yup!" She said excitedly, she had inferred by his statement that he was not in a position of power, and that made him all the more appealing to her. She didn't want to be alphess, or betasss she wanted to be herself, and herself was a subordinate, a regular wolf.
"Whyyyy, You go first, I don't want to go first, you have to go first?" She said this last part as a question,a dn she knew she was whining and probably sounded like a puppy to him, but she didn't care. Lya didn't WANT to go first! Her eyes glowed mischievously,as did her markings around her eyes. Her mane blew in the wind again, and she lifted her head up and her nose higher to smell the fragrance of the forest again., The smell of home, she thougt. She hoped that the highest rank would accept her into the pack, she had become to like this brute, and these lands already felt like home to her.
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Post by * Merr on Nov 2, 2009 18:30:26 GMT -5
Again, the white male blinked a few times, amused by the fae's full of life attitude. The pout was exceptionally cute, and this made a small wolfish smirk spread across his muzzle again. Those emerald hues sparkled, as his good mood was now returning to him.
"Yup, Yup!"
"You really are energetic, huh?" The wolf laughed again, and his tail flopped from side to side, showing how he was entertained. His laughter was not directed at her, but only to himself about how he was finding her so cute in a way. Usually, perky behavior annoys him, but she was an exception to that rule now. The sunlight streamed into his eyes, but he didn't mind; he figured it would be a good show for the young female before him.
"Whyyyy, You go first, I don't want to go first, you have to go first?" [/color] Laughing again, he nodded. "Fine, fine. Hmmm..." His eyes rolled a bit, as he was thinking. "Why have you come here?" Such an easy question, but quite an informative one. Maybe he could get information out of this young fae if he truly needed it. Again he gazed at her, slightly marveled by that unique mane that she had. Wolves never had manes, but she was different... She was something new to that.[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 2, 2009 19:38:29 GMT -5
Acclya grinned at him, and watched his eyes dance in the bright sunlight. His smirk made her grin and her stomach felt as if it had butterflies in it. She cocked her head to the side at him, staring with curiosity in her expression.
"You're just full of energy aren't you?"
"Of course I am" She said grinning even wider at the white brute. She swept a paw over her maw in a sub-conscious way, this was the only way she ever showed her emotions, and you couldn’t even tell unless you knew her well, and were looking closely. “Everyone should be full of energy, especially today, look at the weather, and this place, it’s just gorgeous to say the least!”
“Fine, fine. Hmmm, Why are you here?”
“Really? That’s the question you want to ask the attractive young fae who is in your territory that you know nothing about?” She rolled her eyes but thought of an appropriate response “ Well, I’m from far, far away,” she giggled starting it off like a fairy tail, “Where I’m from we have signs, a moon or a sun,” she swept her tail over the teal sun and moon on her eyes, showing that these were the markings she was speaking of. “My father, shortly before I was supposed to be born was killed in a horrible hunting accident, and when a wolf dies their sign goes to their mate, or a pup. His sign, as you can see went to me.” She sighed, “My mother couldn’t stand to look at me because I had my fathers sign, everything about me reminded her of him, and for that she couldn’t stand me. After a while, I couldn’t take her looks, so I left. I traveled and traveled and now here I am!” She finished with a flourish.
“My Turn!!!” She shouted with glee, “Uhmmm, er…Welll, hmmm? Let’s see…What’s your favorite color?” She asked lamely, with a sheepish grin.
OOC- *Dons boring monotone voice* Ty!!, You must have 250 words for your post!
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Post by * Merr on Nov 3, 2009 18:04:17 GMT -5
The brute continued to watch the fae, with great interest now. His tail continued to flop side to side, and his ears was twitching. Eventually, his right ear flopped a bit, giving him a more puppy look than an intimidating adult male now. Which is sometimes good, sometimes bad. This happened only in a good mood, which was rare on the first time he meets a fae.
“ Of course I am. Everyone should be full of energy, especially today, look at the weather, and this place, it’s just gorgeous to say the least!”
Laughing, he nodded, extremely entertained and full of joy at this point in time. Again he kept gazing at her, and he wondered why he couldn't stop staring. Alright, he knew; she was attractive, like so many other fae's coming to live in this family. Yes, that player-like personality was starting to kick in, and he enjoyed every moment of it. Thoughts of the position of the pack was in his thoughts, and of course, so were the ladies. Who would push the ladies out of his head? No wolf could, which is extremely true to this fact. She was rather... intriguing, with her bubbly personality and her "I'm not scared of anything so ha!" attitude. Nevertheless, these wolves living here would probably break that, as they did not appreciate that humor too much.
“Really? That’s the question you want to ask the attractive young fae who is in your territory that you know nothing about? Well, I’m from far, far away, where I’m from we have signs, a moon or a sun. My father, shortly before I was supposed to be born was killed in a horrible hunting accident, and when a wolf dies their sign goes to their mate, or a pup. His sign, as you can see went to me. My mother couldn’t stand to look at me because I had my fathers sign, everything about me reminded her of him, and for that she couldn’t stand me. After a while, I couldn’t take her looks, so I left. I traveled and traveled and now here I am! My Turn!!! Uhmmm, er…Welll, hmmm? Let’s see…What’s your favorite color?”[/color] The brute nodded as she spoke, taking in her past. Such a strange fae... Who would tell of their past already, to a complete and utter stranger? He, on the other hand, did not tell a soul in the family yet about his past. Not even Minou; if she asked, however, he would tell. It was different. "Red. My favorite color is red, m'lady. What's yours then?" His voice was soft and low, gentle like, completely out of context for such a large, solf muscle wolf.[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 3, 2009 18:59:37 GMT -5
OOC- D: Tyyyyyyy, only 169 words! Well technically there are 343 or something like that, but only 169 of it did you actually write D:
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Post by * Merr on Nov 3, 2009 19:10:23 GMT -5
Alright. Ill edit it.
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Post by Cinder on Nov 3, 2009 19:11:38 GMT -5
OOC- Thanks
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Post by * Merr on Nov 3, 2009 19:32:48 GMT -5
OOC: Anytime ma. x]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 3, 2009 20:19:56 GMT -5
Acclya watched the brute through half way closed eyelids, watched his tail flip, and his ears twitch until they settled in a puppy like manner. Her head cocked to the side, and her eyes turned confused. She wondered why he kept staring at her; did she have something on her face? She swiped a paw over her maw, and over her eyes, nope, nothing there. Something in her teeth? She wiped her pink tongue over her pearly whites and came up empty. She could think of no reason to explain the brutes gentle staring. “Er, Why are you staring at me, do I have something…?” she trailed off and motioned to her facial area with her tail as the end of the question.
He nodded along with her as she told of her past, and she blinked at him, enthralled, entranced, and any other E word that went along with her feelings. No, she was not in love, nowhere close to it. She was…in like. She liked this wolf, a lot, way too much after only speaking with him for a few moments. She had told him her past without batting an eyelash, something she normally did not do. She was confused at herself, at her feelings, and it made her kind of pissed, she didn’t show this emotion, no she never would, nor had she ever. She kept her emotions behind her wall of happiness, the only thing that changed about her expression was her eyes, which turned stormy, but this could mean a multitude of things.
“Red. My favorite color is red m’lady. What’s yours then?”
“Lame,” she muttered under her breath, “Oh I don’t have one, I like a lot of colors, no one of them could be my favorite. I like greens, blues, reds, and purples the best though.” She answered him simply shrugging her shoulders and laying her head on her paws. “I grow bored with this game,” she said pouting, she acted like she had ADD, going from one thing to the next quickly growing bored. “Let’s wrastle!” she yelled laughing loudly at this.
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Post by * Merr on Nov 7, 2009 18:50:23 GMT -5
Why was she staring back at him in that quizzical matter? The brute blinked a few times, wondering if he scared her in some sort of way. Did he say something? His tail stopped flopping, and his muscles tensed up a bit, seemingly bigger than before. Those emerald eyes, from gentle, turned into a solid stone, quite like the gem itself. This made him seem dangerous, when in reality, he was just confused. Confused? No, that's not the word. More like... wondering. In wonder of the fae in front of him.
“Er, Why are you staring at me, do I have something…?”
After a few moments of silence, the white brute busted out laughing. This is what he was worried about? The male should've known better; fae's were a different set of creatures with different sets of laws, and he should've figured this out already. Yes, they could be quite complicated, but he loved them all the same. "No, there's nothing on your attractive face. I'm just staring because, well, you're new here." Not exactly the pure reason, but it was the other half of it anyway. The urge to peer into her thoughts was extremely tempting to him now, but he couldn't. He shall not. He found this incredibly rude and disrespectful; he would only peer if she became dangerous or if it was an emergency. If only if only.
Why did she tell of her past so soon? So unusual for a wolf to tell of their past so quickly. What if he turned out to be dangerous? It was unlikely, but what if he was? What if he was a murderer, or a wolf-rapist? You never know these days; and instead, she just told off everything without skipping a moment's beat. This shocked him, it still had, and his ears twitched in thought. Nobody here knows of his past, not even Minou, the betess. Trust and respect comes a long way to him, and in order for them to hear of what he has gone through, he must trust them first. No offense to the fae, but she does not have an ounce of trust yet. This is because he knows nothing about her, only spoke to her this moment, and because Minou hasn't glanced over her yet. Sure, she seems harmless, but you never know.
"Lame. Oh I don’t have one, I like a lot of colors, no one of them could be my favorite. I like greens, blues, reds, and purples the best though.I grow bored with this game. Let’s wrestle!”[/color] Of Heavenly Wolf Gods, this female sure can drop between many different things. "Heh, I don't think you want to do that with me, m'lady." The truth, but yet, his voice was extremely playful-like. The brute hasn't wrestled in forever, and if this fae wanted a match, he'd give her an easy one. Of course he'll let her win, no doubt about it. He didn't want to crush her under his muscle weight or accidentally slash out her eye or anything. The brute kind of... got a liking for her, even if she was new here.[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 8, 2009 9:04:31 GMT -5
The fae watched him closely for another minute until his tail quit flopping, and he tensed up. His eyes went from a liquid emerald, to hardening to the stone. She cocked her head to the side, and wondered what had happened to cause this change. After a few moments he burst out laughing, laughing at her question. Her eyes narrowed and she bat at his face with her pad, so that her claws didn't catch him. "Shuddup!" she giggled out.
"No, there's nothing on your attractive face. I'm just staring because, well, you're new here."
"Liar..." she muttered and rolled her eyes, "So do you have a power? If so, what is it?" she asked him curious. She of course had the power of water, but inside of her she could feel something, something brewing, as if she were going to get a new one. "Alright, Tyrome, how long have you lived here?" She practically purred his name out, she was asking him a lot of questions and she hoped that she wasn't overwhelming him.
"Heh, I don't think you want to do that with me, m'lady."
"Oh why not? Because your big, handsome, and strong?" she added in the middle word coyly, if he could call her attractive and get away with it, she could too. She noticed his voice was playful, so he didn't really not want to play, he was pretending. "I bet I could take ya..." she trailed off, grinning smugly. Oh how she was bored, she wanted to be accepted into the pack and become great friends with this wolf, and all the others. She always had been very friendly, and she trusted at first meeting, the only way you could get rid of her trust is if you betrayed it. She was a odd fae, most wolves you had to earn their trust, she gave hers without a blink of a eye, but if you betrayed her, you had best watch out. Because Acclya doesn't get mad, she gets even.
OOC- Lol, you know that was actaully supposed to be wrastle, try saying it like that, it's hilarious.
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Post by Cinder on Nov 11, 2009 12:15:40 GMT -5
*post pokes Ty*
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Post by * Merr on Nov 19, 2009 18:09:35 GMT -5
The brute chuckled, his white pelt rippling at each huff out of him. It was a gentle chuckle, quite like before; its tone filled with enlightenment. The beast loved the look on the young fae's face; he couldn't help it. Especially when she looked confused. It seemed to make her... cuter, in a way, I guess you can say. Now those stone eyes turned soft again, and she let the fae pad him in the face.
"Shuddup!"
Another few chuckles, as he watched her intently, clearly interested. It's not like he was going to hide it; the brute had a. gentleman-like personality, almost player-like. He couldn't keep these things hidden; it was his life, his way. Again, he kept his emerald eyes level to her. Well, he was slightly larger, with bigger muscles. These things just happened, you know?
"Liar... So do you have a power? If so, what is it?"[/color] The brute blinked a few times, noting that this is another interesting question. A wolf smirk spread itself on his muzzle as he thought for a moment. Should he surprise her? He should. Closing his eyes, he quickly sought out to the fae's mind. His power was gentle, as her mindblock was rather... thin, not thick at all. Quickly, he snapped through it, without causing her pain. This...[/color] A simple thing. He did not pull any memories up. The only thing he did was enter, and he quickly left her mind. After a few moments, without opening his mouth, his mind sought out the area. And all of this![/color] The area echoed his voice, it spreading throughout. It echoed and bounced off the trees and the leaves; it was all around. "I've got a good mind... Also, I can hear and see the dead. I just don't think I can show you that one, m'lady." A chuckle, and he sat down, awaiting her response. "Alright, Tyrome, how long have you lived here?"[/color] The voice that she had was slightly amusing, and for a few moments, he did not answer her. Instead, he was thinking about her voice... Shaking his head, he set her only a smirk, not a grin. He never smiled, but that did not mean he was never happy. "Long enough, m'lady.""Oh why not? Because your big, handsome, and strong? I bet I could take ya..."[/color] The fae has confidence now, doesn't she? The brute liked that, no matter how strong she may be. Chuckling, he glanced at her, pretending to be bored. A yawn escaped him, and his paw patted the ground a bit, showing his pretending boredom. "Oh really now? I want to see you try." Again he chuckled, keeping that smirk on his muzzle. "Do you want to live here?"[/size][/color]
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Post by Cinder on Nov 30, 2009 22:02:03 GMT -5
Acclya grinned as he laughed, it was soft, not at all like the rest of his hard, and masculine body. His snow white fur rippled with muscles, and she couldn't help but let her eyes dawn on his scars, and eyes. His eyes were just such a pretty color. She looked away, down at the trees and smiled slightly to herself, her grin for him fading as she thought.
He laughed at her expense some more, and then his eyes came level with her own, she wasn't quite sure how this happened though, he was much taller than she, she would fit right under his chin. She had always been short, and never had a problem with it, and she figured she never would. Her shoulders shrugged, and she was sure the brute would think her crazy, always muttering to herself, and shrugging for nothing, heck, she thought she was crazy.
Her maw dropped as his voice appeared in her head, 'This' it said, maybe she really was going crazy...No that was him, it was his power, next she heard it echo throughout the forest, bouncing off every available surface. "Coool," she said before she could stop it. Her face blushed.
The next answer he gave her annoyed her slightly, it was vague and un fun. She stuck out her tongue a little, and rolled her teal eyes. She shook her mane and let her tongue loll out now, in a puppy like expression, one of playfulness. She stood and walked around him in a wide circle, her mind thoroughly blocked now, though he could probably get through it, but this time she would know it was coming, these wolves in these lands had powers she would need to be careful of, nothing like the ones she had back home. Simple elemental powers, and maybe a few rare abilities.
She stopped all the sudden, giggled, the shot herself at the brute, her skull connected with his ribs with a thud, but then she fell on her rump, "Ow," popped out now, "that hurt, you have a hard tummy! And yes of course I would love to live here, that I have come silly!" She laughed now, a long and musical sound, trilling through the woods, echoing off of every surface it was not at all like his power, it was full of fun and happiness, which just made the forest seem, happier. She had that affect on things, she was always so happy.
Muse: Revived Words: 398 OOC: hope you don't mind the minor godmode, if you want you can have him dodge and I can make the next post her falling ^^
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