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Posted 04-22-2018, 12:04 PM |
Storm
Clancy
Storm Wolf
Male, 1.25
Meso-runner
31 in, 117 lbs
22 ep
© Ev
clancy had strayed a bit far from the path of where he wanted to go and explore. or maybe he was right where he was supposed to be, he had no clue. but wherever he was, it was scary to say the least. he had never been to a place where it was so dark and had a 'watching' feeling to it. he had only ever been watched under the faithful eye of his mother & haya, or so it felt. so as clancy moved towards the gravestones that seemed strewn across this place, he wondered what this place could be. clancy did not know much of death around these lands. he knew there was such a thing of it but had never truly seen it. not that he even wanted to. all he wanted to do was enjoy his little time that he had to explore even further heights and thrills. but he found himself in the hand of death of all places. not that it scared him, sure, he wasn't ready to join haya in the stars yet, but if it happened. then he would be content with being with haya in the stars. clancy leaned down and squinted at one of the gravestones, gently nudging it to see if it would move. it didn't, so his head lifted as he looked around to the others to see if there was anything that struck in him to visit. but, there was nothing. small mounds of dirt and rocks where the dead had been buried. weirdly enough, it didn't bother him too much.



Margeaux



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Posted 04-22-2018, 04:13 PM |
Earth
Margeaux
Earth Pup
Female, 1.00
Endomorph
35 [a]. in, 130 [a]. lbs
0 ep
© Mkohy
There was a girl.
A very strange, enchanted girl.
They say she wandered very far.
Very far, over land and sea.
A little shy and sad of eye.
But very wise was she.


Coming to rest in such a place, macabre she had become. Curled in a ball at the base of a grave, she did not know who it belonged too, only aware that her mother's body was somewhere on the hill, hidden by Murmura. No qualms were found in that as she bristled silently, eyes shut as soft steps fell upon her ears. Brows pushing inward, they pinched above her nose. Grumpy eyes awake, they relayed half-lidded as they twisted around the cemetery, detective on watch. It didn't take much longer than a minute to find the bright ray of a boy in her vision. Monochrome escape in contrast with his bright strokes of paint. A growl left her lips, a warning far more on the side of an animal, a beast. Neither of which did she truly embody. Sadly, she couldn't chase him off, this land free to all, besides her scare would not last forever, especially to an older child. Her tail fluffed out the ground behind her before slowly she rose to her feet, leaving her curled ball, and shook out her fur from debris. "Who are you?" Dripping from her tongue, a question of identity as she roamed closer to the ambling soul of the living. The living which she had come to avoid in latest days.


Clancy
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Posted 04-22-2018, 06:55 PM |
Storm
Clancy
Storm Wolf
Male, 1.25
Meso-runner
31 in, 117 lbs
22 ep
© Ev
the quiet is not long, clancy's thoughts and fear are interrupted by someone who lays among the graves. it makes him jump and almost burst into using those god-given gifts of clapping thunder. but he does not, he controls the urge. the side-effects hurt, sure. but he liked it in a weird way. his eyes find her as he sits himself back down, seeing her curled on a grave. clancy. who're you? he asks as he peers over to her, clearing his throat. he sees a gem that rests on her chest- a green one that he had never encountered before. those oceanic eyes mixed with a bit of peach find themselves scanning over her, taking in all that she is. she is a bit younger than him, he can tell by how she is growing into her body still. he wonders what she is doing here among the graves. she had a home, didn't she? the gem spoke millions of words, but he supposed that it didn't mean she had a home. clancy stood up as he took a few steps closer to close the gap. his head cocked to the side as he sat in front of her. what brings you here? it is a question faced out of curiosity and probably bring too nosy for the both of them.



Margeaux



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