If I Fall ||PAFP||

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] A lone wolf trotted through the snow, her breath clouding the air. Her ears were pricked and her eyes bright. Blood coated her muzzle, and she looked content. If you were to follow her tracks back about ten meters away, you would see three hare carcasses, stripped of meat and marrow. The wolf paused, looked around, then sat down. Dipping her muzzle into the snow, she washed of the blood then closed her eyes. So this is what it's like, to finally be content living the life I do, Jenny though, her mind chewing the idea. To not have encountered another wolf for weeks. To be free of burden, to be given time to heal. As that though entered her mind, she felt a searing pain. No. She had not healed yet. Opening her eyes, she sighed. You broke my heart. I hope you don't break any others. I hope you have a happy life, despite what you did to me. It was not your fault. It was my parents. With a small growl, she began to push snow around with her paws. Why can't you leave the past alone! she cried soundlessly to herself. Let go. Jenny shook her head. "I cannot. It is impossible. I can't do it," she murmured to herself, her voice cracking. Glad that no one else was around, she let herself break down, and slid her the ground, coughs racking her body. Her muscles tensed and released as she tried to catch her breath, surrounding her in a cloud of stirred snow. After an hour or two, she rose to her paws, determined to let the forest around her wipe away her memories. Give me a home. Don't let anyone take it away from me.

[Rhynir]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/t3fe5.png] He was surprised that he had not grown to hate the snow after living most of his life around it. He knew it was because the cold, wet object had become something he tolerated well. He did not love then snow, but he did not hate it, which worked well for living in the mountains. Rhynir was content with his life, though the idea of joining a new pack did seem promising. He just was not ready for the change, two years, two very long years and he was still not willing to search for a pack to join. This area, the Fayran Mountain was once called home to many wolves, but now he was lucky to run into one a week. The sickness, at least that was what he came to call it, was a danger that many tried to run from. He now crushed his pack, why did the hunting team travel so far, how did they get the sickness and why did they bring it back to the pack. Only those of the hunting team had been infected, he remembered that much. They had went mad, attacked everyone, pups were killed in an instant. He had tried to help, killed three wolves of his own, and yet when it was all over little of his pack remained. His father was dead and his mother and two siblings missing. Anyone else from the pack left the mountains, off to find new homes, Rhynir had done the same. For a whole year he traveled, seeing the ocean and the desert. When he had grown bored of all the moving he returned to the mountain, and had been here since. He met other wolves from time to time, but they had only passed though, giving him little fight or trouble. Today he was on search, he had picked up the scent of another wolf and took his time following it. When he finally caught up to the sent he came upon the remains of someone's dinner. Back when he still had a pack Rhynir would have been angry that an unknown wolf was hunting near his home, now he only wondered on who the wolf was. He checked the remains, in search of any meat left, he had ate earlier that day, but checking never hurt. Finding nothing of interest he continued on and finally found the scent he had been stalking. He moved slow and gave the female space, he kept his head relaxed showing that he was no threat, but would not surrender either. "Welcome to the Fayran Mountain, state your name and pack." His tail was high and he kept his distance. His voice was deep and strong.

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] Jenny stood and gazed around for a moment, a prickling feeling warning her to heighten her senses. Someone was coming. Moving between two trees, she positioned herself to give ample room for a fight, or to flee. She remained relaxed, however. It would be no use to let the new-comer think she was wanting to attack. Peering through the trees, she saw a small cloud of breath, followed by a pair of...horns? Jenny shook her head in confusion. It couldn't be an elk, for the was too short and moved to silently. As she mulled over what it could be she lost focus. It is silent, yet has horns. Can move through the bush quietly, yet has horns. Smells like a wolf, yet has horns. After thoroughly confusing herself, her attention was snapped back by deep, strong voice. "Welcome to the Fayran Mountain, state your name and pack." Jenny flattened her ears in surprise as a large black wolf appeared and stood before her, thankfully giving her room to think. Her gaze immediately rested on the horns growing out of his head. A horned wolf. Huh, you don't see many of those. Red eyes watched her, and his tail was held high. He sported red markings and a red crest, pretty impressive if you thought about it. It was not his form that made her nervous, then angry. It was his gender. "Is my name really any of your business? Do you think I give out my name willingly? Well, I don't, but I will tell you anyway. And don't you dare make fun of it. Genevieve. There. I said it. But you call call me Jenny during this interrogation. And for your information, I do not belong to a pack any more. How about you? What is your name? And your pack?" After releasing the torrent of words, Jenny flattened her ears, but didn't take her anger back. It felt good to rant, even if it was to a stranger. "And," she added curiously, "I was wondering, aren't those horns heavy? I mean, look at the size of them!" She had to hold back to stop her curiosity at his appearance from spilling over, and abruptly shut her mouth. Sitting down, she waited for him to talk. QUOTE "SPEECH"

[Rhynir]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/t3fe5.png] The reaction he received from the female was interesting to say the least. At first she seemed confused, then angry, then curious. Rhynir guessed that she was a strange female, maybe weak to controlling her mood. Either way he would make sure to keep an eye on her reactions, he was bigger then her, but he did not need to get into a fight. She snapped at him in defense, what Rhynir questioned to himself was 'Why would anyone get so upset about giving up their name when greeting another.' He dismissed the thought, he really did not care what got the female on edge, just as long as her anger did not turn into an attack. His head shot up and back as he looked insulted, why would he make fun of a name? "I will stick with Genevieve, nicknames should be kept for your friends." He took a moment to check around them, he wanted to make sure there was not anyone hidden near by. After all Gen could just be a distraction while her friends caught him off guard, not that Rhynir ever let his guard down. "Rhynir, packless for now." He took a few steps to the right, he had this thing about not staying still around strangers. His ears twisted in thought, his antlers were strong and solid, but he did not find them heavy. It did help that they grew slowly so the change in weight was hard to notice. He shook his head to show that movement was easy enough. "I have no problem with them, my father's were larger." With her sitting he took it as a sign that she was relaxing, good maybe he would not have to worry about this one being trouble. "What brings you to this forest? Not many travel the mountain during winter."

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] Jenny twitched her nose, waiting for the male to respond. Maybe that wasn't such a good idea. He might have taken my ranting the wrong way, a signal of aggression. No matter though, I wouldn't take it back for the world. He was probably questioning her actions at this very moment, picking her words apart, trying to use them against her. "I will stick with Genevieve, nicknames should be kept for your friends." Jenny growled under her breath. She should have just introduced herself as Jenny. Genevieve was so... stuck up. Wrinkling her nose, she waited for him to continue, her tail swishing gently against the snow. As much as she disliked males, she couldn't help but be mesmerized by his appearance. Where did he live to be colored so, and to grow horns? "Rhynir, packless for now." So he also has no pack. But he intends to join one soon. Interesting. I had better not keep him talking too long. She watched as he shifted, presumably because he was nervous. Upon studying his face, she found no trace of nervousness, which puzzled her greatly. Why shift around when there is no reason? Watching as he shook his head, she saw with surprise that it did not, in fact, hinder his movements. "I have no problem with them, my father's were larger. What brings you to this forest? Not many travel the mountain during winter." Jenny thought for a moment, her mind still stuck on his last phrase. Does that mean his whole pack had horns? Or just his father? Did his mother have horns? She huffed for a moment, then came back to the present. "I have been in this forest for awhile, actually. About a month or so. I came here because-" she stopped herself abruptly. Because I hated my parents for their decision and- she cut of her thoughts as well. She would not linger on that. OCC: I was thinking, if it was his whole pack that had antlers, the wolf I will be making could be a member of his old pack. Just a thought ^^ QUOTE "SPEECH"

[Rhynir]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/t3fe5.png] He noticed how she cut off a part of her answer, the reason to why she was here. He took note that since she was without a pack there were some reasons he could rule out, at least the feeling of danger left him. Rhynir had pride in himself that if a fight did happen to become an outcome of this meeting he knew that this one female would not be any trouble for his. This was just how he saw things, how he judged other wolves before him. He was an honorable wolf, but not a stupid one. He would fight anyone who stood in his way and he would take them down, he had too keep his pride to think that he could fail was a waste of his time. So if she had no pack then that mean she had no help, this was all well and fine for Rhynir, he had wanted to claim this area his, though that was hard when he was alone. Maybe, just maybe he would run into others of his old pack as some point and they could create a new, strong pack and take a mountains back, though it had been a while. Even Rhynir was unsure on what packs remained or were lost, he had not picked up any claiming scents just yet, but if he was not careful any wolf could take over the area. What caught Rhynir off guard was that Genevieve stated that she had been her for a month or so, if this was true, and he had missed her scent, he had to wonder if there were other wolves hiding out in the area. He had done his best to scout around on his own, but that was proving to be a failure. "Your reason is your own, you do not need to share if it is a troublesome subject." His ears twitched when he head the sound of movement, his body stilled until he saw the cause for the sound. A small rodent ran passed his back paws and up the nearest tree. He hated always being on guard, but being a loner was a full time job. At any moment he could be attacked by wolves, bears or any other dangers. Losing his pack long ago had caused him to be overly careful about his surroundings. He looked away from the rodent and back at the white female. "Do you plan to stay in the area, or do you have a destination?" It was a simple question, but one he had to wonder about. [His pack had all different sorts of wolves, but I bet a few had horns/antlers since I feel that it's something they took pride in.]

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] Jenny watched Rhynir curiously, waiting for his response. Part of her wanted to know why he was not with his pack, but knew it would be extremely rude to ask. She shuffled her paws in the snow, breathing out slowly. Her breath frosted in the air, maintaining its shape before dissolving into the air. "Your reason is your own, you do not need to share if it is a troublesome subject." Jenny contained her surprise. I guess I didnt read him too well. He might have some compassion after all. Her gaze drifted pass him for a moment, watching a small rodent maneuver up a tree. Before she would have chased it, any morsel or scrap of food welcome, but she had just eaten and was content. She had no need to take more than she needed. "Do you plan to stay in the area, or do you have a destination?" Jenny sighed and shifted her paws again. She had been giving the question some thought recently, and knew she would have to decide sometime or another. "Actually, I havnt really decided yet. I know for sure I have no destination. Goals maybe, but no destination. I guess that leaves only one option, which is to stay here." She shrugged. OCC: Phew. That was harder than I thought and it is still short. Please forgive me, it might take awhile to regain my long paragraphs. Plus I need to go x3 QUOTE "SPEECH"

[Rhynir]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/t3fe5.png] The cool air was something Rhynir was both used to and enjoyed, his thick coat made it so that he was warm, even in the winter snow. The silver highlights in his fur reflected the shine that bounced off the white snow. While he waited for her to go over her answer Rhynir finally sat, he felt that he could at least relax a little. His back side touched the snow and he shifted until it allowed him to be comfortable. His ears pointed forward as he listened to her words, so she would be staying near the area? He personally saw no problem with this since she was alone and seemed lost, the smart thing for her to do would be to stay in a place not owned by a pack and full of food. He nodded slowly and the lifted his body on all fours once again. He cossed passed her and looked in the direction that he had came from. "If you need assistance for anything I have made my home in some underground dens that the mountain holds within. There are many entrances, but finding me should be easy enough, I make a habit of not staying still though." He sniffed the air taking in Genevieve's scent so that he could remember it from now on. It never hurt to make an ally, he would keep her at a distance, but she could still be useful. "Otherwise, there are no packs in the area so safety should not be a worry, game is good, I take it as my own job to guard the area." He was trying to be friendly, something he had not done in a while, and to be fair he was doing a decent job at it.

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] Jenny shifted and glanced around, waiting for Rhynir's answer. She shivered a little as her movement prompted a clump of snow to fall of a nearby bush. Her ears rotated, picking up the muffled sounds around her. She returned her attention to Rhynir as he spoke. "If you need assistance for anything I have made my home in some underground dens that the mountain holds within. There are many entrances, but finding me should be easy enough, I make a habit of not staying still though." She stood also, shaking of the snow that clung to her fur. She sneezed as some snow dust settled on her nose. She was about to think over his words when he spoke again. This time it was about safety and food. She sighed quietly. The wolf in front of her was the most interesting being she had seen in her whole life, and he was prepared to leave. Her mind ran through possible ways to make him stay, but all of them cam up as rude or mean. "Alright," she murmured, staring down at her paws. His words explained the constant movement during their conversation. "I guess I might see you around then." Her tone conveyed her disappointment, and she hurriedly tried to cover it up with a toothy grin. QUOTE "SPEECH"

[Rhynir]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imgur.com/t3fe5.png] Well Rhynir did his best to play friendly, after all he could now use Genevieve as an ally, maybe even share a few hunts with her. The small game here was plenty, but if a wolf wanted a good meal then bigger game was in order. The problem with that is the bigger the pray the more wolves that were needed to take it down. He nodded and turn to head south, he still had some scouting to do before he returned to his hidden den for rest. "I am sure we will meet again soon, maybe you will find what you are looking for by the next time we meet." Rhynir dipped his head in a bow and ran off to leave the female to do as she wish. He had noticed some other canine scents in the area and wanted to check them out. After all, not every wolf he was going to run into would be as calm or friendly. He was more then ready to get into a fight or two to keep the peace in this area the way it was.

[Genevieve Yosebe]

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[atrb=background,http://i13.servimg.com/u/f13/17/81/76/27/genvi210.png] Jenny sighed and watched as Rhynir ran off. I guess I had better go find some shelter, she thought with a wry smile. Who knows, maybe the weather will get worse. With that, she trotted back to where she had left the carcasses. During the time she had been gone, birds had picked away at the tiny meat scraps left on the bones. Shrugging, she passed them and headed for the mountainside. END OF THREAD QUOTE "SPEECH"