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Post by Wolfcry on Oct 23, 2005 17:16:13 GMT -5
ooc: i thnk dearheart has social anxiety...lol didn't do that on purpose...^^
Dearheart looked up and smiled in return at Bullet. He was nice, to just be sitting here talking with her. There must be something more important going on somewhere. Suddenly she started, a wolf was at the entrance of the cave. Her eyes widened in surprise, where had she come from? Dearheart's ears laid back on her head. Surely she was already judging Dearheart, dismissing her as pitiful and dull. Making a reputation that could never be forgotten. These dramatic thoughts halted as soon as Kalito sated she was new. A goofy smile was locked on the female's face, and Dearheart could almost feel the energy bubbling off her. Dearheart relaxed, there was no need to get worked up. Another newcomer couldn't be judging her already, because she was in the same position as she was.
"Likewise. I'm Dearheart. I'm new too..." she mumbled, almost the opposite of the bubbling mass of joy before her. Not that she was sad, just nervous. Very nervous.
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Post by Taint on Oct 24, 2005 5:03:29 GMT -5
Bullet snorted as a new femme appeared in the cave, his brow furrowing as he noticed the bubbly, almost overwhelming joy emenating from her. Nose wrinkled, and he half turned his head away, slightly resentful that this overly happy wolfess had suddenly disturbed the peaceful atmosphere that had settled in the Second Cave. Plus, he couldn't understand how anybody could be quite so joyful, when he was quite so miserable.
But I'm not /that/ miserable.... He surprised himself by thinking. But he found he was correct. He didn't feel miserable any more. Sad, definately - who wouldn't be sad after such a blazing row with their younger sister. But not as miserable as he had been. He was also finding it easier to stop thinking about Feathers, for a time anyway.
"Bullet....." He finally gruffed in return to Kailto's bright, cheery introduction of herself.
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Post by Shimmer on Oct 25, 2005 15:50:06 GMT -5
"Nice to meet you, Bullet, Dearheart," Kalito said, nodding to each wolf in turn. She had settled down slightly - if that was possible - and with a yawn, stretched her forepaws outwards until she plopped down with a thud on her belly. Relishing the feel of the stone on her paws, the fae carefully studied the two wolves before her - My packmates.She thought happily, the goofy, friendly grin still on her maw.
Kalito gave her tail a sweep across the floor, having evaluated these two members and decided to take it easy. But, quite oddly, instead of staying in that position, she rolled over onto her back, paws curled by her chest. She rolled her head back so that her crown was pressed against the cave floor, and her ears laid out by the sides to avoid being squashed. The one, Bullet, looks sad. Dearheart looks...I don't know... The fae pondered, her mind racing. She, of course, wanted to help, but she was optimistic, not nosy.
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Post by Taint on Nov 7, 2005 11:39:00 GMT -5
Bullet grunted in reply to Kalito's words, suddenly feeling slightly overhwhelmed by the hyper femme. He turned his emerald eyes on Deaheart for a moment, blinked dolefully, then hoisted himself to his feet.
She looks a bit better now, and that strange fae's here. I need... I need to walk. He thought. He nodded in farwell to Dearheart, then did the same to Kalito, giving her a slightly odd look. Then, he turned and trotted out of the cave, breaking into a run as soon as he was clear of the mouth.
The brute bounded directly forward, but when he reached the line of foliage that surrounded the caves slopes, he turned towards the river. The flowing water would be comforting, and he would be able to take a drink. The cold water should invigorate him, and he needed invigorating.
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