Evergreen Forest

Twigs snapped as Annessa wandered through the forest, too busy admiring the beauty of the place to care about the amount of noise she was creating. The walk was quite relaxing, and the white female regretted her previous decision to ignore the peaceful forest area. The wolf continued to wander, before finally, after what could have been hours or mere minutes, decided to relax even further and sat down at the base of a tree. She looked up at the sky and the leaves of the trees, yawning. Maybe this place wasn't so bad. It was still too warm for her to be truly comfortable, but it still wasn't a terrible land.

She sat there, staring off into the distance and at nothing in particular, when she finally noticed the scents of others. She blinked, wondering how she had failed to notice it right away. Deciding it didn't matter, - she wasn't alone, surely that was a good thing! - Annessa stood and sniffed the air, trying to find where the scent had come from. Then, finding it, she strode off in the direction of the other wolves. She wondered if she had stumbled across a pack, and if she had, if they would accept her. She had been alone for quite some time, she'd be happy to be accepted into a new pack, regardless of rank or, well, anything.

Finally, the group of wolves came into Annessa's sight, and their voices to her ears. They didn't look unfriendly, or sound unfriendly. She still didn't know if they were part of a pack or not, though. The female watched them for a bit, unsure if she should approach or not. With most decisions, she simply went with her first thought. This, though, this was risky and required a bit more thought. The wolf shook her head. More thought required or not, the answer was obvious, wasn't it? She had to at least say hello. She might be intruding on their territory, in fact she very likely was intruding on their territory. She at least owed them an explanation. If they wanted one.

Annessa slowly approached the group, making sure to appear as if she wasn't a threat. After all, she wasn't a threat, she definitely didn't want to seem like one. She stopped a fair distance away from them - close enough to speak with them, but not too close so as to seem threatening or to make them uncomfortable. "Hello," she said, figuring a simple greeting would suffice for the time being. She'd answer questions if they asked. For now, she saw no reason to say anything more than 'hello'.

Leone wrote:Leone followed Midnight to the rest of the wolves he looked at the other wolves greeting them with a nod. "Hi I'm Leone you can call me Leo if you like."

Having eaten her fill, Karma began looking about, trying to make sense of this new territory. She was glad to have Falco there, offering the one sense of familiarity that she was already growing fond of. A soft mutter hit her ears, not long after Falco had spoken, but it had come between her response. What the words were, the dark female hadn't a clue. Yet, Falco cleared them up. A storm?

Rising to her paws, Karma looked at Linnea. Falco had made a light joke about the khaki female being afraid of them, but the golden eyes of the female were on the dark looming cloud in the distance. It was impossible! Had the monstrosity of wind and destruction followed her to this land, too? The sky travels faster than you, dear she told herself. The storm - her storm - would have already come and gone, and yet this land looked untouched. Relief caved in as she realized that they had been safe from that one. But now, a new one loomed.

Another presence came betwixt her and a concerned reaction. This wolf had a unique way of speaking - on that brought back memories of lapping waves and playing with rainbow colored fish. She, too, originates from the sea? thought the dark female, eyeing her as she addressed Linnea. Karma bit her tongue, not wanting to interrupt, but curiosity took the better of her. Stepping to be perched next to Falco, with her fine fur breathing soft breaths of taunting intermingling - almost - with his, she eyed this sailor. "Pardon the interruption, but what is a mermaid like yourself doing amongst the sturdy grounds?" the speech was a little foreign on her tongue, as she had been taught to speak like a "proper wolf" by the first pack she had been a part of. I am a lady she thought tauntingly in their high-and-mighty tip-of-the-tongue accents. How glad Karma was that she was gone from that influence.

Tail waving slightly (more from the breeze than anything else), the shadow tilted her head. Her father had once told her that those who were birthed by the sea (he liked to call them "mermaids" and the label had stuck) tended to stay there, despite the sharks and powerful storms. Karma understood why, but when she saw her first glimpse of a sunset from the peak of a mountain, she had begun to feel that the land may not be that bad. It shifted and changed, bot unlike the sea, but the land had flowers, while the sea had whales. Give and take, I suppose.

At the reaction of the tawny female, Karma's ears fell back slightly. Have I done something wrong? she wondered fretfully. The dark female hated making poor first impressions, as she knew how hard it was to raise one's self up from them. But, the words from the roughened female seemed to make more sense than anything else. Karma dipped her head in agreement, but found herself at a loss for words.

With the rumble of thunder, the chiseled female had given a slight tremor. The ocean-storms were one thing, but the howling vortex of terror that she had seen cause havoc on the home of the humans that had cared for her had left the ex-delta fearful of the land's majestic powerhouse of mother nature. With the wind buffeting her fine fur, Karma stared down at her paws. Indeed the tides have washed up strange things she thought. Silently, she found herself muttering, "Yet they hide even stranger."

Looking solemnly from Linnea, to this new sea-faring stranger, then to Falco and Derek, Karma let out what might be taken as a sigh, but really, she had just really forgotten to release a breath, and it had been held to long. The air was tinged with the musty scent of rain and thunder, but that bothered the hallowed shadow little. It was the thought of what was carried by those winds and rumbles of thunder that caused her to worry. She had just found the Banishing Winds again, what if she lost them again?

Something occurred to her - the Winds were under new leadership. Maybe she would have less of a troubling time trying to get the pack to trust her. Looking at Linnea, Karma wondered what it was that she would be given as a duty within the pack. She held no expectation that she would be put back in the position of delta - for if Falco was now one, she was sure that there was another female that had taken her place. However, this curious stranger had her place in line with Linnea before Karma did, and thus the dark female would wait.

Without thinking about it, her weight shifted to the right to sit lightly upon Falco's shoulder. Karma thought nothing of it, being so engrossed with her own thoughts and worries. She gazed at this female that had reminded her so much of home. Home was not something that she cared too much to think about, but the remembrance was good to keep her grounded for a while. Happiness is too often the cause of downfall she thought worriedly. Her gaze now turned to the earth, where drying grasses were giving way to the wind and to the change of the seasons that was slowly but surely approaching them. Has my season with the Banishing Winds ended, too?

Annessa watched the strangers she had approached carefully, looking for any reaction to her greeting. So far, she had received none. She supposed it was understandable - she had randomly stumbled upon them, so they had reason to be confused. There was also something.. different. A strange scent on the air. A storm? Yes, possibly a storm. A storm definitely would have gotten their attention. The snow-coloured female took a few steps back, thinking that perhaps it would be better to leave the strangers alone for the time being. But where to go? She could go anywhere, the land seemed endless. She dipped her head respectfully to the wolves, then turned around and resumed her wandering.

The female hadn't gone far when she noticed yet another scent - this one seemed different from the others. Another loner, perhaps? Curiously, she followed the scent, her pace quickening the further she went. It didn't take long for the scents to become stronger and stronger. She was close. And another thing, she was close to the others once again. Was this other loner seeking the same thing she was?

Annessa slowed as she got closer to reaching the stranger. She could just about see them now. They were still moving, though.. that complicated things.. and made them more interesting! The female could have turned around and gone her own way, yes, but she couldn't pass this up, even if it was a bit reckless. She resumed following the unknown wolf, curious to see where they were going, and what their goals were.

This is rather lame, and for that I apologize. I'm pretty sick at the moment, so please excuse it, hopefully next time my post will be a bit more along the lines of normal.