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Gemini
#1
LUNA
the girl who chased the moon

It had been some time since Luna had entered the confines of the pines. The shadows beneath them engulfed her, her tar pelt vanishing within the embrace of the shadows, her eyes glinting with a new found vigor for life - she had done it, she had finally explored outside of home. Even now, she was in a new part of the pines, one that she had never set paw within. Her short tail twitched, a clump of wiggling fur that showed happiness of being home, but also joy at a yet another new experience.

She trotted forward, looking around, mentally greeting stranger-trees, whose bark seemed familiar none the less. Needles poked comfortably at her paws, some sticking to the dark hairs upon her tiny feet. The little wolf moved with such relaxed ease: she knew this place, even if this part was unfamiliar. She knew what was safe, what trails to avoid if they held certain scents. She had to wonder if that occurrence was because she was home, or if it was some instinctual occurrence among all wolves.

The sun peaked slightly above some of the treetops, off in the distance as it slowly dipped down towards the horizon. Give it a few hours, Luna knew, and it would be dark and the moon and stars would be out to start their night with their calming, pale light. Her eyes darted around, scanning both the trees and the ground. Perhaps she could do with food, her stomach felt empty, but there wasn’t a pressing need to hunt. She felt more drawn to the idea of water and set off in a direction that she knew a river cut through.

Arriving at it, she noted that the trees went almost to the water itself, breaking only to give way to a muddy shore that the water lapped at as it slipped past. She dipped her muzzle down, her paws just inside the cold water, taking her time to drink. Small, triangular ears flicked back, and her head shot up at the sound that she knew distinctly were footfalls. ”Hello?” She called out, curious but cautious at the same time.


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Astaria

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Plymouth
#2

B L A C K F O O T

"I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea"


Just a visit to one of her favorite sunning rocks, that's what brought her back towards the pines. The stream cackled nearby while she lay on her side, looking up towards the sky while the sun baked the stone beneath her. It felt all too right to eventually let her eyelids drift downwards. A small nap was all she intended at first...

Except that was far from how it happened.

The sun was high in the sky at first but now was lower, turning the sky to brilliant reds and other such rich hues. Most importantly though it no longer shone through the trees at just the right angle to heat up her stone. Instead she was left laying on a cold slab that slowly leeched her body heat. It was this feeling of coldness that forced her eyes open. For a moment she seemed confused before it slowly dawned on her what had happened. Slightly miffed at herself for sleeping for so long she gave a rather unladylike snort before rolling onto her belly and looking around.

The fur on the left side of her body was disheveled and stuck to her in the most hilarious of ways, giving her a rather uneven appearance.

Whelp, hopefully she wouldn't run into anyone she knew today. After she went to get a drink of water she could worry about her appearance.

So, up from the stone she stood and began to meander slowly towards the stream in no particular hurry. The wind was not blowing in her favor or else she might have paused at the scent of someone familiar. Instead she plowed right on through and into the clearing with the water where anyone could get a full view of her "bed" head.

It wasn't until she'd already bent her head down to get a drink that she realized she wasn't alone. Normally she wasn't one to get caught off-guard but after such a long nap her senses were a bit addled. Quickly she lifted her head and turned to see a wolf several feet away.

She blinked those seafoam eyes a few times and tilted her head ever so slightly to the right. Had they met before?

Just like a flood the memories came back of a rather shy little female. She remembered not exactly being the nicest to her. Not mean but not exactly friendly. She still wasn't friendly but she'd gotten a pointer or two on conversationalism since then.

"Luna." Her head dipped down in greeting as if she still didn't look like someone who'd just rolled right off of the sleeping rock. "Good to see you are well." And it was. She seemed nice enough before, a kind she-wolf. They needed more of those in the world.

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Loner

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Gemini
#3
LUNA
the girl who chased the moon

Luna felt, admittedly, a little daft for not realizing that another had been so close, before they were so close. Her eyes fell on the figure of another, it took only a second for the memory to come knocking. She recalled the meadow of bright red poppies, and the interaction she’d had with the dark pelted she-wolf. She hadn’t seemed particularly like she’d wanted to have an interaction, but she had none-the-less. She recalled the other’s name: Blackfoot. The little wolf took a moment to take the sight of the other in. She seemed a little disheveled, but the appearance of her lead Luna to think that it was sleep more than anything else.

Her tail wiggled a little, perking up when Blackfoot finally spoke. “Luna,” a head dip accompanied her name. “Good to see you are well.” A small grin touched the little wolf’s lips before she dipped her own head in return. ”Blackfoot! It’s good to see you! What brings you here?” It was thrilling to see a familiar face in a - mostly - familiar face, even if the two weren’t quite in the same place of her memories.

As she looked, she didn’t think that there was anything that spoke of particular hardship. It seemed, at least physically, that life had treated Blackfoot good as well since their last meeting. In all honesty, Luna hadn’t quite expected to ever see the she-wolf again. She’d seemed so uninterested in conversation, even though she had been nice enough - quiet, but she hadn’t really seemed interested in interacting with another individual. But she hadn’t been rude, and Luna had thought the dark-pelted she-wolf to be nice enough. ”How have things been for you?” She tilted her head to the side slightly, and sat down, tucking her tiny paws close to her body.


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Astaria

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Plymouth
#4

B L A C K F O O T

"I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea"


The joy at finding another was not easily tamped down and measured like the blue woman oft did for herself. Emotions scarce flicked across her face and when they did they were more muted than what she felt inside. A smile didn't grace her own features but she didn't look unfriendly, and her seafoam eyes were welcoming enough. It was not in her nature to display things so openly to those she did not know so well.

What brought her here? Nothing interesting to be honest. "Resting... Visiting." Again, nothing interesting but she still gestured with a tilt of her muzzle through the gap in the trees where her sunning rock would just be visible. Not many wolves knew to enjoy the simple pleasure of heated rocks but maybe Luna would understand. "You?" A polite question in turn as she was working on being more... involved. Was that the right word for her to use? It seemed so to her. Less apathetic and more actively trying to talk to others and bring them in close for the idea that she had.

"Ran into bears..." She glared off into space as if she could magic the creatures into existence just so she could kill them with nothing but her eyes. Of course, no such thing happened but Luna would probably get the gist that her run in with the bears hadn't been pleasant in the slightest. "Am starting a pack." There, that was pretty much it right give or take a few details. Started a pack, ran into bears, reunited with Cailan, adopted a pup... but she didn't need to know the gritty details. The pack thing would probably be enough... especially when someone knew how lacking in conversational skills that she was.

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Gemini
#5
LUNA
the girl who chased the moon

Luna found herself wondering if the outward reactions that Blackfoot had were what she felt inside. She recalled the first time that they’d met, and how the other seemed so uninterested in any sort of interaction. While she hadn’t been rude, there certainly hadn’t been any joy about interacting with another there to light her eyes. But… Did that mean that there had been none? The little wolf liked Blackfoot and truly got no ill-will from her. But the fact that she couldn’t feel what the woman was feeling was a curious thing to Luna. There was no touch at her heart, and her emotions were her own, not influenced by what the other was putting into the air. She wondered if that was simply how Blackfoot had always been, or if something in her past had happened to make her like that?

Luna hoped that she’d have the opportunity to figure it out.

“Resting… Visiting.”

The petit wolf’s eyes darted in the direction that her companion pointed in, and it took a small second for her to notice the surface of the rock through the trees. Her tail gave a small wiggle at her backside, before she nodded, understanding. The rock wasn’t a rare sight within the pines, and Luna herself remembered one that had been fairly close to the area that her family had claimed for their dens. It had been wonderful to rest on it on a cool day, feeling the heat of the sun leach into the body. It had also been wonderful in the height of summer when the rock had been in the shade, and cool compared to the heat. The night-pelted wolf got a small smile on her lips at the memory, letting the feeling of it soak in before she gave a quiet sigh.

”Visiting, mostly,” she said. ”I grew up in this forest - not this part, per se, but the other side of it. It’s all very familiar despite that. It’s nice.” She settled into a sitting position, letting the situation carry on. She blinked in surprise, lifting a paw when Blackfoot said bears. She recalled the unnamed soul who’d been killed by what she’d assumed had been a bear. A small shiver ran through her. Soon, there would be no chance of running into bears. They’d be asleep for the winter soon, and that would free the world of their danger for a season before they rose again, ravenous and with cubs. ”Well, I’m glad you’re okay from that. Bears are… No good.”

The next statement brought a tilt to her head. A pack? That was interesting! ”You’re starting a pack? What… What will it be like?” Her question was said in a timid way. She didn’t want to pry to much, but… It would be interesting to hear about. She’d heard very little in terms of packs in Cyrileth. Most she had heard of were family based, and didn’t seem open to new individuals joining their ranks without a name attached. Perhaps this would be something Luna could check out, and see if maybe it called to her. Life, while interesting and relatively calm, had been… Somehow inherently empty without some form of family. She hadn’t seen any of her relatives since she’d set off on her own, which, while depressing, wasn’t entirely a surprise considering the size of the land.


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Plymouth
#6

B L A C K F O O T

"I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea"


If the other thought she was strange for wanting to sun herself on the rocks, she didn't say so out loud. Instead there was a small wriggle of the other's tail... so maybe she did know of the wonderfulness that was sunning herself. Maybe Black wasn't so weird after all for enjoying it. When she expounded upon it to say that she grew up here Blackfoot let out a silent "ah" of understanding. it would make sense then, that she would know of the stones. She wondered what it was like to live in a place for so long that you began to know all of it? She and her mother wandered so much that she knew a lot of the lands but none of them intimately. She supposed that soon she would know of one that way, the Vista where she had picked for her new home and for those that would wish to join her. Hopefully it would be far away from those stupid bears...

To her surprise Luna seemed fairly interested in the idea of the pack. Blackfoot blinked but obligingly began to tell her about it, in her short way. "Astaria Haven. Want it to be a family. One where everyone can help each other survive." It was decent enough sounding on paper but actually making it a reality was the challenging part. Talking about it though, it felt good. Like she had a purpose and that it was to help other wolves to come together and survive. "Would also like to help those that are injured, physically and mentally. A shelter, of sorts." She was no grand speaker, she just said what was on her mind in the simplest way that would get the point across but even now she liked the way it sounded. A haven where everyone could be themselves and help each other learn, survive, and grow.

"Wolves are strongest together." The whole idea that had started it, after she'd been attacked by the bear and had no pack to help back her up.

"Interested?"



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Loner

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Gemini
#7
LUNA
the girl who chased the moon

Even in their first meeting, Luna had wondered what events had shaped Blackfoot into the wolf that she was. So quiet, so often short-winded with the things that she said. The little wolf was aware that not everyone had the oddness that had been her pup-hood. Her siblings and her had been hidden away, which Luna knew was fully on her. Had she not been born as she was, perhaps her parents wouldn’t have done things in that way. Her mother had been mildly delusional with how she perceived the birth of her pups, especially one as black as a moonless night. Henceforth, her name.

But then again, perhaps it wasn’t that odd of a history? Maybe others shared it with her, at least more than her siblings, wherever they had gone. Luna often wondered where her family was now, if they were still okay and if they were happy. Had they joined back up? She didn’t know, and she wondered if she ever would. Surely Cyrileth wasn’t that big, but then again… She didn’t know, and that was the simple fact of the matter.

Her tiny ears perked up when Blackfoot spoke: “Astaria Haven. Want it to be a family. One where everyone can help each other survive.” Luna tilted her head to the side curiously, thinking. It was certainly enough to catch the little woman’s attention. “Would also like to help those that are injured, physically and mentally. A shelter, of sorts.” Really? Luna thought that to be rather noble, and while she didn’t want to say that she was surprised, as that could easily come off as her saying that she didn’t think that Blackfoot was capable of such things. But, she did find it to be incredibly altruistic, and that brought a smile to her charcoal lips. Even despite the quick rundown of things, the idea had captured her attention fully, and had her wondering…

Would she ever have a place in something like that?

“Wolves are strongest together.” They certainly were, Luna knew this as well as any wolf naturally knew. They were social creatures, pack creatures, their lives - often - revolved around interactions with others, and without them there seemed to be something fundamentally missing from life. “Interested?”

Luna remained quiet for a moment, thinking. Her brow furrowed for a moment, her gaze having drifted off to the side in thought. She looked up and nodded. ”I am interested,” she answered confidently. ”Would… You mind if I joined..? It all sounds like a very good thing, especially the helping. I think that’s very noble, and the idea of family makes me happy.” She spoke quietly, but still very clearly.


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Astaria

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Plymouth
#8

B L A C K F O O T

"I'm the one at the sail, I'm the master of my sea"


Ears perked and head tilted, the blue she-wolf could tell that the darkened one was paying rapt attention. But what was she thinking? No frown had passed over her face, nothing to suggest that this all was a bad idea or that she figured it awful to try. No, there was nothing there but attention and the all-pervading friendliness that Luna seemed to exude. Then there was a smile and that was good... She wondered if she'd been brought up in a different household would smiles come much easier to her own person? Would she be a wolf like Luna or someone entirely different to who she was now? Or would she always be wary and slow to give affection? Thoughts for another day, she supposed.

Her speech finished she waited as the dark woman seemed to be thinking with a furrowed brow. Was it a no then? It would be disappointing but not everyone would be interested in such things. Perhaps she should say so, that there was no pressure to join. However, before this could leave her blue lips the other woman's eyes were back on her and giving a confirmation that she was indeed interested. Blackfoot blinked but she couldn't hide the surprise or pleasure that drifted into her gaze but only for a moment. After another blink it was gone and her normal cool and impassive expression returned to reign.

"Good." Yes, she wanted others to like the idea of having a family. A family which she'd never had herself... It was good. "Don't mind at all. You are always welcome." This woman who'd never been unkind and always seemed ready for a smile. The pack needed wolves like her just as they needed wolves like Newt or Dove. Anyone that could offset her natural tendency to be aloof or unapproachable. "Thank-you for wanting to join... Can't make it happen without wolves like you." Ack, was that the right thing to say? Was she being too soft? She looked away to keep Luna from hopefully noticing the awkwardness stamped all over her face. "Located at the Vista." She managed to look back when her awkwardness had melted away.



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