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Post by Sevyn on Aug 10, 2023 1:08:37 GMT
i wake at the first cringe of morning and my heart's already sinned The brute known solely as Sevyn made his way through the mountain range seemingly unphased by the cold atmosphere that surrounded him, through as he descended from the mountain the temperature seemed to increase after all the winter was long past and spring was now upon them which is one of the many reasons that Sevyn was intentionally avoiding any of the pack lands, After all with mating season starting up the packs were more on alert for any male loners that may have been close to their territories. Well that coupled with the fact that the silver pelted brute had no respect for any pack or any desire to join any of them. Even if doing so would give him a better chance of survival.
Once he was at the base of the range, his pace slowed quite a bit, his optics shifting around trying to locate any signs that would tell him if there were any of his kind in the area, Of course it was clear to the brute that sense there was none of that sickening scent the fae's gave off during the mating season in the air, that at least there was no females around but that was not what had the brute on edge, After all Brutes did not give off any special scent during these times so picking up on their whereabouts would be a bit trickier if there was any in the area. but so far there was no sign of any fresh tracks, his nostrils had not picked up any scent left behind by a canid.
So he could relax for the time being as a sigh escaped from his lips, Sevyn lowered his haunches to the terrain near the base of a tree, shifting his gaze to the sky. A soft chuckle escaping from his lips as he did so the thought of what the pack brutes must be dealing with depending on how many faes they were surrounded by. TAG: @user | WORDS: ### | NOTES: HERE MEL @ ADOXOGRAPHY
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Post by Credo on Aug 22, 2023 19:15:05 GMT
Courage, above all things, is the first quality of a warrior. After his meeting with the leader of the Azryni the brute known as Credo found himself once again wandering lands that were far from his home. Why? That was quite simple Credo was not one to just sit around and wait to receive orders, to him that was just out right lazy and boring. Why not get out and explore? Find out for yourself what was truly going on not just in your pack's territory but in the lands beyond and of course he was no fool, He was very much aware of what season it was but at the moment no fae held a place in his heart nor did he have any desire to take a mate, to give his enemies another target to use against him.
As the brute was aimlessly wandering lost in his own thoughts, A scent invaded his nostrils bringing the brute back into the world. So he was not as alone in these lands as he had assumed after all. Now it was true that he could just leave the wolf alone and go about his business but that was not the kind of wolf that he was, What if they were hurt or in need of food or anything else of the sort. With the intention of finding out just that Credo pivoted on the spot and started making his way towards the source of the new scent.
It did not take long before the brute found the source of what had caught his attention and much to his surprise it happened to be another brute. Upon his approach Credo made sure to make it clear to the other male that he was not there to start any kind of fight, His tail swaying in a relaxed manner behind him as he strolled closer. "Trying to escape the attention of the faes i see, Smart move this time of year" His tone rang out in a friendly manor with a soft chuckle accompanying it.
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Post by Sevyn on Aug 25, 2023 0:11:18 GMT
i wake at the first cringe of morning and my heart's already sinned It did not take long at all before the peace of the lands that surrounded him set in, causing the brute to drop his guard ever so slightly after all anyone would completely drop their guard was a fool in his opinion, that was a damn good way to get yourself killed. But Sevyn had to admit to himself the lands he found himself in were quite relaxing and as a bonus there seemed to be no scent markers from any of the so called 'mighty' packs around so he wouldn't have to tread lightly here not like he would care if he ruffled anyone's fur for walking through 'their' territory. The brute lowered his frame to the terrain below him, His banner tucking neatly around his back legs.
But no sooner had he settled into his new comfortable position did his auds pick up the tale tale sounds of an approaching creature, his nostrils picking up the creature's scent a moment later causing a soft snarl to escape from his jaws, It was a damn pack wolf! What the hell was a pack wolf doing out here so far from their damn territory!?. Pushing himself up from his position Sevyn turned to face the brute that was approaching him but before he could even think of one of his usual quips the brute's voice rang out into the otherwise silent air.
"Trying to escape the attention of the faes i see, Smart move this time of year"
This prompted another snarl to erupt from his jaws, Who did this brute think he was to assume things about a wolf he had just encountered?. "Typical of a pack welp to make assumptions instead of minding their own business" His own harsh words flowed into the air as he stared the brute down. His scent did not carry the sense of danger that was renowned with the Seriss and Sevyn knew all to well that the Azryni would not travel this far from their home lands for no reason. With that and the knowledge that no one had heard or seen anything from the Risom for quite some time, that only left one pack this brute could belong to, The Darimi.
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Post by Credo on Aug 25, 2023 15:00:56 GMT
Courage, above all things, is the first quality of a warrior. The response he got while annoying was not unexpected after all most wolves that claimed the title of loner had rather harsh feelings and usually harsher words for pack wolves such as himself. Why? He honestly could not say but then again which wolf had their own story and one could not expect every one of them to be a good one he supposed. Unlike his loner counter-part Credo's demeanor did not change in the slightest even as the wolf growled at him.
"Typical of a pack welp to make assumptions instead of minding their own business"
"No assumptions here friend, Just trying to make idle chatter is all, If you don't mind me asking what is with all the hostility?" His tone as friendly as before rang out into the air surrounding the two brutes. It would take alot more than a few snarls and harsh words to get under his skin through if the brute wanted to press the matter further, Credo was no stranger to a good fight but that was not why he had come to these lands. Without turning his back on the brute Credo trotted over to a nearby fallen log then proceeded to climb onto it before lowering his frame into a seated position.
To await the response of his new found company, cranky through they may be. "It is a lovely day is it not? No need to ruin it by getting all huffy" He stated once again trying his best to calm the irate brute before him.
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