[AW]  'Cause you carried me with you

Sylvaine

0.5 y/o xlarge Female

Little paws sank into cold wet earth around the edge of the lake, the ground drenched from the rainfall the night before. Eyes dancing to the water catching the way the light shimmered off the surface as it broke over the horizon. It was a beautiful sight to say the least, and on any other morning the young girl might sit in awe of natures beauty — but today was different. This was the second morning she'd woken up utterly and completely alone. When the sun fell she bore nothing but the glow of her own markings to keep her company and light the way, listening with uncertainty to the noises of this new land, birds and varying calls of all things that went bump in the night. 

The average child might be more afraid, but something was very wrong with Sylvaine, the small tree, which held as much youth in it's stature as she did was growing ill after an injure to its trunk. Bacterial infection festering into crown gall and the illness was spreading rapidly through the child, she had risen only to get water from the lake she'd found solace at. Before sauntering off, a cough racking through her chest as she sunk back to the safety of a tree line seeking the shelter of their looming branches and the cold touch of the earth on her belly to manage her fever. Upon the bark of her young tree sores were apparent, red and blistering peeling into the center of the willow revealing its blue core. And the sores, of course they effected her too, the pain throbbing down from each blister shooting down into her back and shoulders in a dull ache. Desperate to tend to the wounds she could not reach. 

The girls small nose would rise, eyes casting up to her tree as the wind pushed its branches, she could feel the tug on her muscles as it shifted. "We'll be ok..." she murmured, audits drawing atop her crown, the touch of a soft smile etching onto the corners of her lips. They would be, they had to be. A soft whimper escaped the girls throat as her stomach gurgled and groaned with hunger, but she didn't feel well enough to eat — even if she could find something. So instead she would curl up, resting dark chin upon her paws watching the lake wondering how on earth she'd gotten so lost as the world began to blur, slumber dragging her back into its arms. 

"Speaking"


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Arios

4 y/o large Non-conforming Y
Arios let his head fall back to take in the scenery before him, watching as the light that now embodied him spilled over the land he walked upon. The way the light flowed through his pelt and swirled to create flowers in tiny little grains. Or how it shimmered around him in an aura. It was at least handy in seeing in the darkness. It was as a lake came into view that an odd sound came to the maiden's ears. A soft coughing noise just to the man's left, though it was down the bank quite a way, Arios dimmed his light as best he could to a faint glow. Following the sounds of soft whimpers and weak coughs as best he could until something clear, something more audible came to his ears. 

"We'll be ok..."

At this Arios finally laid his eyes on the source, through the trees, the man spotted a small, curled up bundle, alive in colorful markings. Though as the winds shifted and the scent came to the medics nose, he felt the tinge of illness deep in his chest. His pack felt heavy against his neck, the days of gathering and building his stores might finally come to use, if only he had gotten here quick enough. He made his way through the treeline, letting his light slowly build back to its resting luminosity to try and gently make his presence known. Open closer inspection, and the help of his light, he saw that the little one had what seemed to be a sapling growing from her back, just between her shoulder blades and trailing down towards the middle, and worse, it looked to be wilting. Arios held his breath as he looked over the child, spotting the sores that were scattered about the base of the sapling. Slowly reaching forward he gently pressed his nose against the girl's stomach, the feverish temperature enough to make her pull away rather quickly and empty the contents of her pouch on the ground, using light particles to decide between the roots, barks, and leaves he'd gathered. 

"Please please." He muttered under his breath as he finally found stuck to the bottom of his pouch a Goldenseal leaf. Letting out a breath of releif he quickly took it in his teeth and chewed along with some willow bark, the taste was ungodly, but he knew it had to be done, the little pup would never take it any other way. Arios quietly rummaged around his scattered items for the smooth, deep sea shell he'd found upon entry into the land, quickly running to the lake he filled it with water and emptied the contents of his mouth into it, using light particles to stir it the best he could into a homogenous mixture. Satisfied, he returned to the sleeping child, the shell held up in the air balanced by glimmering pink light flowers. 

"Hello? Little one?" He asked, voice soft as he leaned down, forelimbs bending so that he could lay at her level, a look of worry masked by a warm smile, though it still rested within the maiden's eyes. Using his nose he gently nudged her once more, praying she would wake. 

"Speaking"


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Cardinal

4 y/o large Male



His first encounter within the inland of Nidria was filled with an unsettling air, for on that day, he had watched one wolf devour the organs of another, with little regard to the commitment of the atrocity. And yet, he had looked on with fascination; disgusted, yet still mildly attracted to that terror dipping its toes from instinct while placing a hand entirely within curiosity. Who was to say if the man born from snow and ice had liked it, or if he simply had an unwavering tenacity for simply not caring...

Halali'i was a calming retreat from the chaos witnessed just days earlier, only a few days' walk from Mara wash it was a godsend from the blood that stained the riverbeds upstream, though soon perhaps that same substance would trickle down and end up soiling the bountiful peace of the large lake's sanctuary. He had decided to traverse down from the snow-capped lands in the Northern terrain to learn of what he did not know, but Spring had soon come upon them already, nesting within every new bud which blossomed or bird which flocked to its newly crafted nest to sing melodies which wolves could not understand. Long pale strands which fell neatly from atop his head curtained their veiling tresses against the scarred face of listless cat's gaze, silver eyes flocking to the herds which moved on by at a leisurely pace to formulate that clockwise decision of when to give birth. Spring had a funny way in which it brought out the romantics in a species, though the winter-born man was only ever in it for the free, freshly birthed meal; and maybe preying on the weak wasn't taken kindly, but he was a wolf, and those who he preyed upon were just that: Prey.

If his ears had the ability to stand attentively, he would've flicked them in amusement towards those who thought otherwise as he came closer to inspect the reflection of pure water which had shaken off the excess frost that melted its surface to glisten a beckoning finger towards him. The man obliged, lowering his head to place his lips delicately over the mirrored reflection of himself, gently lapping at the refreshing spring waters as it mingled with the melting winter ice. His hair slipped to one shoulder, and then over the other, the ends light to touch the tips along the water which wet his hair as he drank, before abruptly pulling away towards the land where the herds strayed, lengthy tail trailing behind in woven golden clasped mess. Where normal lethargic repertoire would shun him from astute sight, today was not one of those, though ever was that laze a fog that puppeteered his every step as legs carried him across the peaceful lakeside towards the curiosities which next awaited him.

First, it was the sickly form of a hunched child with a tree clung to its back; vivid colors more blinding than any bird of paradise he'd witnessed shown in hyper imaginative form, and yet despite this overwhelming offense to his eyes she was peaceful even as he drew nearer. Second was the paler figure of someone who had rushed to her side, throwing all manner of foreign concepts about, herbs and the likes of which they scrambled to bring together in a minced concoction of saliva and plant matter before placing it near the child. The last words caught when he at last arrived over the hunched shoulder of the roseate-eyed, glow-light helper where spoken as clear as the crystal water he had sipped from, his head leaning slender muzzle along the side of the healer's body, lengthy tendrils of alabaster hair curling over the side of the other as if trying to merge themselves with the hint of cream.

Does regurgitated veggies really work?



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Sylvaine

0.5 y/o xlarge Female
Sylvaine Orru'

Darkness consumed her vision, losing sight of the moon reflecting on the waters surface, and the glow of her own pelt, the silhouettes of the trees lost to the child. "Little one?" left ear would curve first before any other life bloomed from the bundle of vibrant palette, arching in the other wolfs direction as a nose came to nudge her gently. That was when the small girl came to slowly blink her eyes back open. Who was this? ...Why were they waking her up? She was tired, so tired. Vision would come to focus slowly on the much larger pale face which peered close to her, both ears drawing back at that moment as she observed the face before her dressed in a warm and welcoming smile with soft pink eyes and a crown of glowing flowers. 

Bright eyes — which may have been a bit hazed over at the moment with her fever moved to the sea shell full of...something, Sylvaine would crinkle her nose at it, her gaze rising to the crown of sparkling flowers atop the other wolfs head. Gaze seeming to fixate there in a twinkling awe at the shinning petals. Which were way more fascinating to the girl than whatever she was doing with that sea shell. 

Despite her predicament, Sylvaine wasn't afraid of the stranger; sleepy yes. She didn't feel good, she was overheating and dehydrated but curiosity lived where fear should have claimed it's place within her heart. And before she knew it; there was another. She saw the long strands of fur drape over the creamy stranger before she saw his slender snout peer over the other ones shoulder. "Does regurgitated veggies really work?" the other man inquired, Sylvaine gave a gentle tilt of her head, ears drawing atop her crown as a shiver ran down her spine looking back to the one who lay at her level, "...y..you glow 'too" she finally piped at the cream wolf. Gaze flickering back down to the concoction in the shell "Wha' is it?" she murmured weakly.


"speaking,"

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Arios

4 y/o large Non-conforming Y
Arios hadn't noticed the presence of another until the male's scent washed over him and the feeling of another against his pelt became apparent. Arios surprised himself by not jumping when the male's slender muzzle came over his shoulder, what felt like soft trends of lengthened fur cascaded over his side, he should have been worried about how easily this stranger had come up to him, but it was warm at least. Not all that uncomfortable, if anything it was welcomed until words seeped from the white man's maw. 

Does regurgitated veggies really work?

If Arios had been any more like his cousin....his cousin? He would have rolled his eyes, but instead the young male only offered a small shake of his head and leaned his head back to touch the cheek of the stranger with his nose in a small greeting and an indication to watch the words he said. 

"Ground herbs, not veggies." He rumbled, "And yes, they work tremendously." He murmured, voice in a hushed tone before turning his attention back to the little soul before him, ears perked forward as he tried to catch onto her voice, so fragile. 'you glow too?' Arios gave a soft chuckle and nodded, closing his eyes for a moment he willed himself to glow a bit brighter, fur dancing along with the light that illuminated the surrounding area, featured of the newcomer male becoming clear to the naked eye, the lake beyond them entranced by Arios's light reflected it, so the surrounding trees were coated in gentle waving strands of ember-like material. Opening his eyes after his display he let himself dim a little, but bright enough still to see everyone clearly. Now that she was awake, perhaps it would hold her interest from sleep. 

"Wha' is it?"

Arios looked down to the shell, now that the mixture had been slowly stirring and blending it was becoming more and more the tea that was intended, Arios idly added in a mix of honeysuckle, mint, and dry tea leaf as she stirred until a fantastic smell came from the shell, one that made Arios's own mouth water. A warm smile came to his lips and he brought the glowing tea down for the pup to see. 

"It's called a remedy, a magic tea that'll make you feel better." He said softly, blowing on the top softly so the scent of honeysuckle would waft to the pup's nose. Letting his particles lower the shell fully onto the ground before the girl in hopes she would be inclined to drink it. The feeling of the man leaned against him came back to mind and Arios leaned back absently and gave a small clearing of his throat. "Care to introduce yourself, stranger?" He asked, amusement flashing through his pink orbs. 

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Cardinal

4 y/o large Male



The touch of a nose softly washing across his cheek caused him mild discomfort from the estranged affection, and he quickly pulled himself away to leave a parting gap between the two of each other's face, just as the other began speaking. Ground herbs, not veggies, came the correction rumbling from the dainty looking male's chest and, despite himself, silver-hued gaze narrowed with subtle irritation, feline pupil diminishing to mere slits before bouncing back to their original width as the other continued, and yes, they work tremendously. Jaws which would have parted to dismiss the healer's rebuke stayed shut; because as he had lifted his lips to speak, they hushed as soon as the young girl's head lifted and, by lack of surprise and neglected fear, tilted mildly to the side to first address the one with the strange concoction. Her inquiry to the luminescence of them both was received with a lighthearted chuckle, before the soft glow brightened enough to make even him shut his eyes instinctively from the light that began escaping from the stranger's very being. 

Peeking from under slit veiled vision, his eyes slowly returned open as the other dimmed his ability, a frown tightening about his jaws as he pressed his lips together. Wha' is it? Curiosity spoken in her sickly voice, his focus instead turned upon the pup even as her newfound savior carefully answered her slurred question, placing more seemingly randomized ingredients into the -- what did he call it? -- tea before offering it to her again. He watched with absent mindedness, his eyes lingering off to listen to the treetop cooing of a curious songbird awoken from the tongues of predators before softly nesting back down from the comfort of its branch, and it was only the collected attention of the healer which brought him out of this accustomed wandering as feline sight flicked back with a single blink onto the pink eyes of the man with the spit veggies.

Care to introduce yourself, stranger?

At that, a sly smile crept onto the length of his maw towards the man, falling back to the pup but once, before he parted his lips with that characteristic nonchalance glittering in his feline gaze, Cardinal Vauquelin, he cooed gently against the other's ear, only then pulling himself away from the helper's side to place foot and body along the edge of a tree, sitting prettily against its hanging boughs as long tail strands curled around his body; golden clasp that barely held those long furs together glinting to reflect that dim light back onto the glowing duo. He looked from the creamy mixture of the one, to the neon party that splattered in tiger striping over the other, the sickly looking willow sapling upon her back sighing in its wilt as he watched her. As if he cared about it, which caused the irritation at that to protest itself with his words blurting out thoughtfully, Why not just cut the things on her tree thing off?



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Sylvaine

0.5 y/o xlarge Female
Sylvaine Orru'

She paid little mind as the two conversed back and forth with each other, tuning them out to satisfy her curiosity in quiet observance of the pair before her. Both were equally as fascinating, from the glowing petals of the creamy wolf to the long flowing fur of the more slender beast that still lingered above. They were nothing like her own people, so different in fact that Sylvaine was having a hard time drawing her large wondering eyes from the pair. Carmine audits would flicker, drawing up slightly as the cream toned wolf chuckled softly at her inquire. A small; albeit weak smile touching the edges of her slate lips. Cinnabar hues growing wider and brighter in expression as the mans light grew, the other turned away squinting his eyes but Sylvaine didn't flinch; the entirety of her homeland was made up of bio luminescence from every inhabitant to the land and plants themselves. It was the most common attribute she knew, her smiled grew radiant, a small darker paw stretching forward to reach in an attempt to touch her dark pads over onto his pale toes. 

A sniff came from the girl, attempting to clear her throat as she would crane her head, stretching to look into the shell at the liquid. "It's called a remedy, a magic tea that'll make you feel better." magic? She knew magic. The word was used readily by her people. Charcoal nostrils flaring as he blew the scent of honey and mint in her direction, little paws scooting her forward carefully lapping up some of the juice. "Care to introduce yourself, stranger?" gaze would flicker up, but her attention didn't shift as the two went back to conversing. "Cardinal Vauquelin," the slender man answered before drawing away from the smaller male. Cardinal. 

"Why not just cut the things on her tree thing off?" the girl's eyes shot up from her drink, inhaling some of the liquid as the small jolt of a gasp racked her small body, a violent cough to spit to tea back up out of her lungs, mulberry audits would draw back, falling flat upon her crown. Her expression said it all as the look of horror grasped her small face. Paws pushed her small frame backwards away from the pair tipping the shell a bit spilling a good amount of the liquid onto the ground in her moment of panic, cut them off her tree? "no...no, no, no" came the jumble of rasped words as she scooted further back scrambling to her feet , why would they do that? Why would they even suggest such a thing? Her tree was a sacred piece of her; did trees hold no value to the wolves of this plane? Back home they were as sacred as a wolfs own life, their ancient and pure souls treated as equals; if not highers by some. 

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Arios

4 y/o large Non-conforming Y
Cardinal Vauquelin,

Arios eyed the man wearily, though she continuously glanced down to make sure the little girl was drinking. Relieved to see that she was Arios let out a long breath, though it was quickly sucked back between the woman's teeth when a comment left the lips of the slender man. 

"Why not just cut the things on her tree thing off?"

Arios was quick to her feet, as the little girl broke out into a fit of coughs from inhaling her drink. Worry etching the woman's face she leaned down in hopes to console the child, that was until she scurried away from her, Arios just managed to ease the end of the shell with her nose so not all the tonic was lost. Once it was steady Arios stood to her full height, a soft rumble coming from her throat as he eyes set on Cardinal, body slowly turning so she stood protectively in front of the little girl she'd been trying to help, one who was desperately pleading with them, as if Arios would ever harm a leaf on the pup's tree. 

"If you had an infected ear would you want me to rip it off?" She spat, nose twisting slightly in disgust with the male as her light began to intensify. Perhaps it was the swell of adrenaline that came with a possible threat, or perhaps she wanted to let the pup know she would only protect her. Around them, Arios light became difficult to look, she herself nearly white as her Aura basked the surrounding area in rich golden light. The maiden slowly stepped towards the pup, leaning back down on her forelimbs she let her light dim enough so she could see her face clearly, a look of concern poured across the woman's features. 

"It's okay sweetheart." She whispered, settling back down to lay before the child in hopes it would ease her some. A little pink flower came down from the maiden's crown, glimmering and coated in a sweet perfume to lay at the child's paws. "I won't hurt your tree, I promise." She murmured, hoping the pup understood her sincerity. Though in hopes to lighten her mood some, Arios leaned in a little closer. "Between you and me... I have no clue who this wolf is." She whispered, leaning back with an amused smile on her face. 



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Cardinal

4 y/o large Male



No, a brow raised steadily at the girl's frantic scurrying, the tree swaying as she scrambled with utter fear lacing her every movement from the expression engulfing her gaze to the way in which she fought against her illness with legs thrashing as if to hold the implications of his words at bay, tipping mixture from the medicinal bowl, repeating the singular noise through sickness, no, no, no. She backed from the healer who sought to assure her, and the wintry man's head tilted with openly ignorant curiosity, pale white strands curtaining to one side at the gentle motions. 

It was the rumble that came from the delicate features of the helper which caused the hermit's feline pupils to suddenly constrict under the pale silver color of his irises, slitting like black lines in response to the other's change in demeanor with aggression forethought in mind as the sharp words twisted down to the very barely noticed flexing of every bone that could be seen curling under his pale fur. 

Her nose twisted, and Cardinal returned in kind without hesitation, muzzle barely twitching as it criss-crossed with sharp angles across the top, though his lips themselves pulled tightly into a pursed line as he grew suddenly quiet; pupils relaxed as they fanned out the black over his pallid irises, and a frown just barely touched upon those taut corners. Not everywhere harbors unusual wolves with vegetation growing out of their bodies, he replied curtly, a sharp twinge to his words as he rubbed the tip of his tongue along his canines, you act as if that is common knowledge. The androgynous man was silent after he spoke these words, his eyes narrowing with heightened scrutiny as he watched the duo against the bright and dimming flicker of the healer's light, feline gaze reacting accordingly whether or not they let in enough of that light so he could see past the features.

The illuminated one whispered to the pup, sweet nothings or course dabble he couldn't tell, although he'd guess the latter option fit quite nicely for the crude demeanor of something that innately appeared so pretty. His spine prickled upon the healer's face as he lay there at a distance to where he had once been so very close upon them and, perhaps he should have left, but he was stubborn even as he was hated; a glare permanently affixed to his pale features.



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