Post by Pavane on Mar 22, 2012 15:02:29 GMT -5
Helaku - male wolf
Silverstream - female wolf
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The moon was almost full, and the Winter had begun. Helaku was in his element, though it still brought the cold to his neck where the fur was stunted by that long ago injury. He hadn't gone far since the encounter with Tala; no, not at all. Under a faint layer of snow the wolf marched with a head high. He was done playing games, done hiding behind insecurity. If others did not want to acknowledge what he was, then perhaps they should suffer for it. Birds shrilled across the trees and the wind creaked the wood. One, by one, Helaku's paws crunched the snow. Nose into the fresh powder and dirt, he inhaled scents. A raven hopped about on a branch not far from him, his white eyes on that bird. "Speak to me any treachery they brew," he said. "The Sun is my kingdom, the earth and woods....find the old blood if they still live." He narrows his eyes. Just as his ancestors, the unclaimed land he verily claimed. The wolf paused at the spot where Coinin had sat with Anoki and the others, his ears erect. "Let us join together," he whispered to the snow. "Dear father." He canted his head in the direction the two Ute had gone. 'You may stay'...'don't ever step on Ute land'...foolish little knave. The raven flew off and slowly he followed, mumbling to himself. "...where dreams collide and stars collapse..."
Silverstream grew rather concerned about the strange wolf, she knows it is not her business. Yet she still desires to find him, wishing to talk, to see if some console might help him. She tries to find him, yet she unsure what it is he means with his shouting, so she aproaches cautiausly. She does not wish for confrontation, she speaks rather gently but firmly, "Who is it who draws the fire of battle from your heart, why are you so wounded by a young ones foolish words?"
Helaku followed the scent trail until he heard the other voice, but he wouldn't be cowering for anyone this time or acking any way submissive. As he turned the wind shifted a brief cloud of powdered snow in his wake. That fire had been stoked for quite awhile, a full generation and then that younger just had to bring it here. He said his peace to Coinin, made his decision. His fur kept most of the cold out, though not all of it. "Do you come to me because it is your own wish, or did another ask?" he said, absolute zero hostility in his voice compared to the words he spoke before.
Silverstream does not expect him to cower, nor would she expect it of anywolf whom had not angered her. She feels the snow blowing past her fur, hiding some of her image for a brief moment as she stands there. She does not know what stokes a generation ago, so she shakes her head and says "I do this not for favor but for my own sake, I must know if there is a way I can help, perhaps I may help dose the flames some, I doubt that my console will bring you any ease but I feel I must try, I see you look like a beast seeking battle but for what cause I know not."
Helaku didn't speak for a few seconds, a moment. These sorts of talks were not exactly unusual, but she was a wolf previously uninvolved who sought a place among Cerulean. His white eyes kept trained on Silverstream, unmoving and unshowing whatever it was he thought. And what did he think? She was generous coming after him; be it genuine concern or otherwise. "This is not something you'd want to help with," he said. "I implore you to seek a home with them here. They are good wolves. I am not." He resumed his course on the trail, ears forward once again. "Cerulean should have no part in this. They brought it here, and I intend to finish it so its never brought here again."
Silverstream notices his pause and realizes he is probably not trusting her, still she can't blame his suspension as she sighs, and shakes her head saying "You are wrong about that. Perhaps I can not help you but my consiounce won't let me rest until I know if I can help you. If you do not wish for my help then I can not force it upon you, but the offer stands that I want to help." She shakes her head and says "I do not doubt they are good wolfs, but they are not apart of me, and while I do admit I am interested in joining the pack, I am not yet a cerulean and as such my involvement would be my own, let me know who they are and perhaps I can help you and them get rid of what ever it is."
Again Helaku paused. No...not that. He'd resort to barbaric methods to put something right, but asking another to join him in that was unacceptable. He'd not be turning another into a beast, for that is what other wolves saw him being. The last year had been up and down, self-questioning what purpose he was meant for that took him to one extreme from another. As much as he'd calmed since Maka convinced him of trustworthiness, all it took was one little show of fang to set him back. And what if he had been Cerulean and 'her' offpsring done that? What then? Disrespectul to the pack as a whole. "No," he said. "For your own protection, no. For the Cerulean's good image, no. I'm no longer a candidate for this pack; you heard me in front of Coinin. I've one stop to make before going...home."
Silverstream sighs as she doesn't understand him and she says "I am responsible for my own protection, what is it you seek, what is it you gain by fighting constantly?" She tries to take a few more steps towards him and says "Is this because of respect? because a young one hurt your pride? Why do you burn with such a fiery passion?"
Helaku didn't move this time. He only stared straight ahead and kept his eyes on the goal, that distance place where the trail slipped into the deep woods. "The young one continues her mother's legacy," he said. "My father was once their Alpha; her mother destroyed his grip on handling the rabies he contracted. He fought it for seasons. When I came looking for him, I was treated the same by her mother. My sister committed suicide because of her mother. My brother never ascended...because of her mother. And now the offspring comes here, and continues what her mother started by provoking me. If I was Cerulean, there would be no peace because she would ensure that I become that pack's enemy, and the tension would continue in a cycle whenever they visited, risking the stability of Cerulean. Therefore, I intend to take care of it now, then return home. Not becoming Cerulean is the price I'm willing to pay to end it."
Silverstream hears this and her ears fold back as she says "So this is your tale, it is rather sad, I feel for your pain and offer you my sympothy for your father, I know how rabies ends." She can sympathize with both him and the banishment since she seen what a rabbied animal can do. She sighs as she also sympathizes with him on his unfair treatment, "I can not justify the young ones mother, but she is not her mother, despite her prevoking I think it is likely because she is trying to prove herself and is but a foolish youth. I understand your anger but it does not mean it must control you, you have the choice to act upon it, if you choose not to you could still be apart of cerulean and I would help you face your anger, I know that you want to take care of it, but that won't be the end of it. You merely would be feeding the very thing you hate, there be more pain and suffering. I know this can't be easy and I don't really have a right to speak to you like I know what your going through because I can't no one can, but the choice is still yours I can help you if you want me to."
"Cerulean has association with them," he said. "I came here to get away from them. For all I know, these two packs will merge, then what?" Helaku thought it all through, yes. "This isn't about anger." He stepped forward along that trail, and did so again. "I refuse tolerance of the behavior. I was at peace, didn't provoke. If she'd done that to a guest on my land, let alone a pack member, she'd be quick to the border. Fang-showing is call to war when not of your own pack." Forward he pushed in the snow, his tail likewise high again.
Silverstream watches him and says "Yes they have, but out of a need for both packs to get along, as for a merge I would welcome the idea, myself for it would mean a stronger pack. Yet at the same time, I know you would dread it for good reasons, your past still haunts you." She sighs and says "You refuse to tolerate the behavior because it is like an attack onto you. Yet fang showing is common amoung pups, They don't know their place in the world yet, nor have they any experience then that wich there parents instill upon them. I know it was disrespectful, and she dug into a deep wound but is there a way I can help you. I do not wish to see you get hurt more."
Helaku didn't face her at all, at least not for now. Since when did anyone not want to see him hurt---Skelaghe. Others may have that sentiment, but Skelaghe was the last one to show that so much. "This...is not what hurts me..." he said quietly. "What hurts me is knowing I could never be the wolf Niyt would see as more than a mere companion. I stay distant because I am afraid of hurting her." He couldn't even tell Niyt directly that he had feelings for her. "...Another reason why I am departing. She may be blind, but she sees in other ways. If she saw me now, it would be revolting." And again he trudged on through the snow.
Silverstream is lucky he doesn't face her because her eyes show her great sadness as she listens to the wolf. She wants to tell him, wants to try and stop him, she had loved like that before. Someone who never shared her affection back and considered her but a friend. She regrets not having the curage to go forth and treds closer saying rather abruptly and losing herself in a moment of her own sadness "Don't go, please do not for your own sake make that mistake, that of running from her."
Helaku lost sight of the trail he'd been following. Once again, someone was here to talk to him and yet this time it wasn't one of the Cerulean. This constant dilemma--stay, leave--drove him crazy. He needed to make a decision and go with it. Never had he this much trouble deciding what to do with his life. Stay here...leave...ever since that day he last saw his birthplace he'd been on his own. "She can do better." His voice broke on that comment. At onetime he believed he could do anything for her, back when they first met. Then Ute got involved. "Not like Tariro would approve anyhow. I'm better off alone." And on he continued.
Silverstream Regains her composer, he hit a soft spot on her as she straightens up and says "I am sorry, I lost my head there, but I am not wrong. I am however divided, I feel the urge to beg you to chase after her to avoid making the same short commings I have, but then again I know the decision is yours and I should not intefere in your life, even if I want to help you seem to not want any. If you however change your mind I will do what I can, even if it is just to talk with."
"Help is better given to those that can be," Helaku said. "Tariro may be older than I, but I've also been on my own for the majority of my life. I'm tired, I'm alone and used to it. The others here pair up with each other, they're happy. Let them be. They don't need a wolf like me constantly mired." All that wind he had in him had dissipated with the talk Silver intiated. Again, he succumbed to being a slave of doubt. Nothing he ever worked for succeeded. It stared with his father's death before finding the Ute. He flxeds his paws in the snow as he stood there, contemplating it all. "Once I was raised to become an Alpha, a Beta...what you see now is the result of a life time of failure. Cerulean and Niyt don't need a failure. It's all I do anymore." He altered his course, thoroughly dewinded from his previous aim. "Goodbye, stranger." And so, he loomed off into the snow, disappearing behind the trees. Again, his high standing was beaten down by a talk meant to encourage something positive.
Silverstream - female wolf
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The moon was almost full, and the Winter had begun. Helaku was in his element, though it still brought the cold to his neck where the fur was stunted by that long ago injury. He hadn't gone far since the encounter with Tala; no, not at all. Under a faint layer of snow the wolf marched with a head high. He was done playing games, done hiding behind insecurity. If others did not want to acknowledge what he was, then perhaps they should suffer for it. Birds shrilled across the trees and the wind creaked the wood. One, by one, Helaku's paws crunched the snow. Nose into the fresh powder and dirt, he inhaled scents. A raven hopped about on a branch not far from him, his white eyes on that bird. "Speak to me any treachery they brew," he said. "The Sun is my kingdom, the earth and woods....find the old blood if they still live." He narrows his eyes. Just as his ancestors, the unclaimed land he verily claimed. The wolf paused at the spot where Coinin had sat with Anoki and the others, his ears erect. "Let us join together," he whispered to the snow. "Dear father." He canted his head in the direction the two Ute had gone. 'You may stay'...'don't ever step on Ute land'...foolish little knave. The raven flew off and slowly he followed, mumbling to himself. "...where dreams collide and stars collapse..."
Silverstream grew rather concerned about the strange wolf, she knows it is not her business. Yet she still desires to find him, wishing to talk, to see if some console might help him. She tries to find him, yet she unsure what it is he means with his shouting, so she aproaches cautiausly. She does not wish for confrontation, she speaks rather gently but firmly, "Who is it who draws the fire of battle from your heart, why are you so wounded by a young ones foolish words?"
Helaku followed the scent trail until he heard the other voice, but he wouldn't be cowering for anyone this time or acking any way submissive. As he turned the wind shifted a brief cloud of powdered snow in his wake. That fire had been stoked for quite awhile, a full generation and then that younger just had to bring it here. He said his peace to Coinin, made his decision. His fur kept most of the cold out, though not all of it. "Do you come to me because it is your own wish, or did another ask?" he said, absolute zero hostility in his voice compared to the words he spoke before.
Silverstream does not expect him to cower, nor would she expect it of anywolf whom had not angered her. She feels the snow blowing past her fur, hiding some of her image for a brief moment as she stands there. She does not know what stokes a generation ago, so she shakes her head and says "I do this not for favor but for my own sake, I must know if there is a way I can help, perhaps I may help dose the flames some, I doubt that my console will bring you any ease but I feel I must try, I see you look like a beast seeking battle but for what cause I know not."
Helaku didn't speak for a few seconds, a moment. These sorts of talks were not exactly unusual, but she was a wolf previously uninvolved who sought a place among Cerulean. His white eyes kept trained on Silverstream, unmoving and unshowing whatever it was he thought. And what did he think? She was generous coming after him; be it genuine concern or otherwise. "This is not something you'd want to help with," he said. "I implore you to seek a home with them here. They are good wolves. I am not." He resumed his course on the trail, ears forward once again. "Cerulean should have no part in this. They brought it here, and I intend to finish it so its never brought here again."
Silverstream notices his pause and realizes he is probably not trusting her, still she can't blame his suspension as she sighs, and shakes her head saying "You are wrong about that. Perhaps I can not help you but my consiounce won't let me rest until I know if I can help you. If you do not wish for my help then I can not force it upon you, but the offer stands that I want to help." She shakes her head and says "I do not doubt they are good wolfs, but they are not apart of me, and while I do admit I am interested in joining the pack, I am not yet a cerulean and as such my involvement would be my own, let me know who they are and perhaps I can help you and them get rid of what ever it is."
Again Helaku paused. No...not that. He'd resort to barbaric methods to put something right, but asking another to join him in that was unacceptable. He'd not be turning another into a beast, for that is what other wolves saw him being. The last year had been up and down, self-questioning what purpose he was meant for that took him to one extreme from another. As much as he'd calmed since Maka convinced him of trustworthiness, all it took was one little show of fang to set him back. And what if he had been Cerulean and 'her' offpsring done that? What then? Disrespectul to the pack as a whole. "No," he said. "For your own protection, no. For the Cerulean's good image, no. I'm no longer a candidate for this pack; you heard me in front of Coinin. I've one stop to make before going...home."
Silverstream sighs as she doesn't understand him and she says "I am responsible for my own protection, what is it you seek, what is it you gain by fighting constantly?" She tries to take a few more steps towards him and says "Is this because of respect? because a young one hurt your pride? Why do you burn with such a fiery passion?"
Helaku didn't move this time. He only stared straight ahead and kept his eyes on the goal, that distance place where the trail slipped into the deep woods. "The young one continues her mother's legacy," he said. "My father was once their Alpha; her mother destroyed his grip on handling the rabies he contracted. He fought it for seasons. When I came looking for him, I was treated the same by her mother. My sister committed suicide because of her mother. My brother never ascended...because of her mother. And now the offspring comes here, and continues what her mother started by provoking me. If I was Cerulean, there would be no peace because she would ensure that I become that pack's enemy, and the tension would continue in a cycle whenever they visited, risking the stability of Cerulean. Therefore, I intend to take care of it now, then return home. Not becoming Cerulean is the price I'm willing to pay to end it."
Silverstream hears this and her ears fold back as she says "So this is your tale, it is rather sad, I feel for your pain and offer you my sympothy for your father, I know how rabies ends." She can sympathize with both him and the banishment since she seen what a rabbied animal can do. She sighs as she also sympathizes with him on his unfair treatment, "I can not justify the young ones mother, but she is not her mother, despite her prevoking I think it is likely because she is trying to prove herself and is but a foolish youth. I understand your anger but it does not mean it must control you, you have the choice to act upon it, if you choose not to you could still be apart of cerulean and I would help you face your anger, I know that you want to take care of it, but that won't be the end of it. You merely would be feeding the very thing you hate, there be more pain and suffering. I know this can't be easy and I don't really have a right to speak to you like I know what your going through because I can't no one can, but the choice is still yours I can help you if you want me to."
"Cerulean has association with them," he said. "I came here to get away from them. For all I know, these two packs will merge, then what?" Helaku thought it all through, yes. "This isn't about anger." He stepped forward along that trail, and did so again. "I refuse tolerance of the behavior. I was at peace, didn't provoke. If she'd done that to a guest on my land, let alone a pack member, she'd be quick to the border. Fang-showing is call to war when not of your own pack." Forward he pushed in the snow, his tail likewise high again.
Silverstream watches him and says "Yes they have, but out of a need for both packs to get along, as for a merge I would welcome the idea, myself for it would mean a stronger pack. Yet at the same time, I know you would dread it for good reasons, your past still haunts you." She sighs and says "You refuse to tolerate the behavior because it is like an attack onto you. Yet fang showing is common amoung pups, They don't know their place in the world yet, nor have they any experience then that wich there parents instill upon them. I know it was disrespectful, and she dug into a deep wound but is there a way I can help you. I do not wish to see you get hurt more."
Helaku didn't face her at all, at least not for now. Since when did anyone not want to see him hurt---Skelaghe. Others may have that sentiment, but Skelaghe was the last one to show that so much. "This...is not what hurts me..." he said quietly. "What hurts me is knowing I could never be the wolf Niyt would see as more than a mere companion. I stay distant because I am afraid of hurting her." He couldn't even tell Niyt directly that he had feelings for her. "...Another reason why I am departing. She may be blind, but she sees in other ways. If she saw me now, it would be revolting." And again he trudged on through the snow.
Silverstream is lucky he doesn't face her because her eyes show her great sadness as she listens to the wolf. She wants to tell him, wants to try and stop him, she had loved like that before. Someone who never shared her affection back and considered her but a friend. She regrets not having the curage to go forth and treds closer saying rather abruptly and losing herself in a moment of her own sadness "Don't go, please do not for your own sake make that mistake, that of running from her."
Helaku lost sight of the trail he'd been following. Once again, someone was here to talk to him and yet this time it wasn't one of the Cerulean. This constant dilemma--stay, leave--drove him crazy. He needed to make a decision and go with it. Never had he this much trouble deciding what to do with his life. Stay here...leave...ever since that day he last saw his birthplace he'd been on his own. "She can do better." His voice broke on that comment. At onetime he believed he could do anything for her, back when they first met. Then Ute got involved. "Not like Tariro would approve anyhow. I'm better off alone." And on he continued.
Silverstream Regains her composer, he hit a soft spot on her as she straightens up and says "I am sorry, I lost my head there, but I am not wrong. I am however divided, I feel the urge to beg you to chase after her to avoid making the same short commings I have, but then again I know the decision is yours and I should not intefere in your life, even if I want to help you seem to not want any. If you however change your mind I will do what I can, even if it is just to talk with."
"Help is better given to those that can be," Helaku said. "Tariro may be older than I, but I've also been on my own for the majority of my life. I'm tired, I'm alone and used to it. The others here pair up with each other, they're happy. Let them be. They don't need a wolf like me constantly mired." All that wind he had in him had dissipated with the talk Silver intiated. Again, he succumbed to being a slave of doubt. Nothing he ever worked for succeeded. It stared with his father's death before finding the Ute. He flxeds his paws in the snow as he stood there, contemplating it all. "Once I was raised to become an Alpha, a Beta...what you see now is the result of a life time of failure. Cerulean and Niyt don't need a failure. It's all I do anymore." He altered his course, thoroughly dewinded from his previous aim. "Goodbye, stranger." And so, he loomed off into the snow, disappearing behind the trees. Again, his high standing was beaten down by a talk meant to encourage something positive.