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Post by Rouch on Apr 20, 2006 14:28:08 GMT -5
Invisible brows came together in an almost audible snap, who in the name of hell came barreling at him? History had been shoved aside to make room for the future - that included once beloved brother. Bander. Why did that sound so familiar? Brain reeled trying to place a name to this face that was so familiar it was eerie, C'mon Bandit. Think! You're supposed to be smart. The command was quickly obeyed as the name came almost to easily, causing a grin to spread wide over his face. The stump of a tail that the humans had granted him shook wildly, appearing to make his entire rump shake - quite the comical site! "Will I'll be damned!" The tone he had once used with Corprit had vanished and was replaced by surprise mingled with joy, "If it isn't Tuck."
Dull realization came - the Alpha was sitting there and here he had just blatantly ignored him. The joy that once held his face was over-shadowed with guilt, turning to the Alpha Lord and bowing his head in both apology and respect. Hmm, Ravenholm did not seem as ... cold as his counterpart. That was always a good thing perhaps he could get along in this pack. At the question of what he was doing in these lands he just had to resist mouthing off and giving the obvious answer, instead he replied in a polite as way as he could, "I have traveled for many a full moon, my pads are weary and I feel it would be best to stop wandering and find a proper place to settle myself. I will not beg you to let me into your lands - but I suppose asking never hurt anyone."
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Post by ayita on Apr 24, 2006 6:31:06 GMT -5
A slow, mocking smile slid across well chiseled features, as Bandit attempted to place the voice that had called out to him. It was no surprise, really, since Tuck's voice had grown a bit more cultured then it had previously been. Still, he hadn't expected that lengthy of a pause- though for anyone else other then Tucker, it might have been considered short. "Long time no see, aye?" Came friendly vocalizations. For now, sole attention remained on beloved brother. Closing the gap between them, he attempted a friendly nudge.
Then, and only then, did Tucker realize he was being addressed by someone other then Bandit. Fortunately, he'd caught the words the Alpha had said, and now brief confusion furrowed non-existent brows. He was on someone else's land- Oh yeah. Now he remembered! Before he'd been distracted by blood counterpart, he'd been thinking about these claimed lands. "Er...Well," He started, shifting Bandit a glance when he finished. "I've been traveling quite a distance myself, you see, and need a place to...well, stay. I'd prefer to join a pack, so to speak. Any openings?" Not exactly witty- but it would do. Eccentric male regarded both pack members for a moment; As if remembering only just now, he dropped into a most extravagant display of submission, though it only lasted for the time it took him to drop his head and bring it back up again.
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Post by RavenHolm on Apr 28, 2006 19:53:04 GMT -5
”I see.” Were the words that came out of RavenHolm’s mouth once the first dog had spoken. ”Your name, sir?” the dog mix asked the other male. This other dog seemed rather annoyed by his questions, but Raven wasn’t about to let any dogs onto his Packlands without a reason as to why they were here. Then, the multi-colored dog turned to the other creature, who resembled the first and said, “Indeed there are.” A smile was upon the features now; this dog seemed a bit friendlier. ”Do tell me your name,” he said to the younger dog. RavenHolm shifted from one paw to the other, awaiting the answer of the pair.
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Post by Delgnat on Apr 29, 2006 19:40:29 GMT -5
Corprit moved back from the group of three a few paces. Big groupd weren't something he was fond of expecially with dogs he brely knew at all. Blue and gray eyes looked at the two new dogs crefully for sure.
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Post by Rouch on Apr 30, 2006 19:54:36 GMT -5
Bandit indeed appeared rude - but that was simply his nature. Years of wandering, aswell as beatings do not make for a very trustful canine. "I am called Bandit." He replied in a tone that could swing either way, Youkol had yet to except him and the things were turning out he was doubtful he would be accepted. Oh well - it seemed Tucker would be and that was all that mattered. A slight smile flickered across his lips, as muddied gaze drifted towards the youthful male. Still the goofball show-off he'd always known him to be, even time could not change a personalty like that. Gaze returned itself towards Ravenholm, the smile still on his lips though no longer as natural. How the Alpha would be able to tell if the smile was forced or not, Bandit really couldn't imagine. But he'd met stranger creatures who could tell far more than that.
{Short ._.; )
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Post by RavenHolm on May 13, 2006 16:40:55 GMT -5
Crystal blue eyes wandered to Corprit who had moved away from the group. RavenHolm noticed the cruel look they dogs had received. The Alpha shot him a warning glance, telling him to behave himself; the mix wasn’t about to let Corprit start up a fight with the newcomers. Then, he turned to the newcomer. His smile was a forced one, but RavenHolm often forced himself to smile, so he said nothing about it. “Alright Bandit, what were previously living before decided to come to Youkol, if I may ask?” RavenHolm didn’t really expect a truthful answer. Many members seemed to have pasts in which they wished to keep hidden. RavenHolm was one of them, although it seemed as if he had a good childhood.
Ooc:// Shortness. Sorry it took so long… again. My parents dragged me to the store while I was typing up my post.
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Post by Rouch on May 13, 2006 16:54:41 GMT -5
Heart seemed to skip a beat at the question of his past, and the forced smile disappeared. Face was smooth as glass, but eyes refused to meet that of the Alpha's. Realizing a wistful sight he replied simply, "The humans lands Lord. I left for reasons I'd prefer not to discuss." Gaze lifted from the ground to finally meet Ravenholm's own, the question of his past had been a cold blow of reality. He needed this pack, or some pack. And this one seemed as good as any - but looks could always be deceiving. "I hate to be brash, but am I to be a part of these lands or am I unsuitable? It'd be quite a shame to answer all of your questions, and find out t'was all for not." His voice had started to thaw from the cold breeze that once held it, perhaps the next smile to grace his face would be a real one.
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Post by RavenHolm on May 13, 2006 17:10:41 GMT -5
“Please, just call me RavenHolm,” he said. Most titles, such as ‘Alpha’ and ‘Lord’, greatly bothered him; it seemed as if he was something spectacular, when he was but another canine, just like the others. RavenHolm was curious as to why he had left, but didn’t question any further, many would see it as rude. His blue eyes stared at the brown ones of Bandit. When he asked Raven if he was accepted, he noticed that it was no longer that cold, hard voice; it held some friendliness, although he didn’t seem to trust Raven that well. “I see you as suitable as any. Your acceptance has been granted.” His voice was in a welcoming tone, hoping that the dog would lighten up slightly, and not seem so serious. There was no reason to be so up tight here, for there were many sociable dogs, and war had not spread to Youkol yet, although they were allied with the Aryians.
Ooc:// More shortness.
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Post by Rouch on May 13, 2006 17:32:44 GMT -5
Invisible brow raised at the plee of a simple name, but a quick shake of the head thrust whatever thoughts he was having away. Amused look crossed his face, along with a sort of half smile "No offense Ravenholm - but you've gotta be the strangest Alpha I've ever met." The amused half-smile grew into a full one "And I assure you - it's a pleasure." Skull cocked itself slightly awaiting the answer to his fate within the pack, as it reached his ears the smile remained and he nodded. "A pleasure to be a part of Youkol Lo - Ravenholm." It was going to be the strangest thing in the world to refer to Alpha by his name, but sooner or later he'd get used to it. Hopefully. He seemed like the trustworthy type - and it'd be a pleasure to figure it out. Even if Bandit ended up being wrong, as he had been before, every one deserves a chance. After all, Alpha was not a human teenager.
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Post by RavenHolm on May 13, 2006 18:07:10 GMT -5
“None taken,” he replied, a smile dancing upon his lips. Bandit didn’t seem so serious, a good sign that he was beginning to trust the Alpha. RavenHolm knew that it was important for pack members to trust each other; if they didn’t, it could mean the end for the pack. ”And it is a pleasure to have you here,” Raven said with a nod. Yet another new addition to the pack. Most of the members seemed rather lively, except Corprit. Corprit seemed to be rather antisocial, and didn’t seem to trust any of the members, except the young Spunkmeyer. But, then again, it was hard not to trust Spunkmeyer. With any luck, more members would soon seek to join, and the pack would grow. If they wished to continue being allied with Aryia, it would be best if they have enough members to be able to fend off any attackers.
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