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 Posted: Sun Dec 30, 2007 6:13 pm
 Prowling the backlands on his territory, Conall sniffed this way and that in an attempt to pick up on the scent of prey. He didn't get anything. His tail dragged in the powdery frost the covered the earth. "All the prey is holed up sis," the masked wolf wimpered. He sat on his haunches and scanned the land in search of anything that could be eaten. "Don't give up," growled a more brown she-wolf, "we may be able to find something to eat yet, brother. Where is your pride as a wolf?" Her fur stood on end. She sniffed at the air, rising on her back paws. A scent caught her nose. "Another wolf?" she gasped before taking off, leaving her brother in a cloud of snow. Conall jumped to his paws, shook out his fur, and ran after his sister.
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Posted: Mon Dec 31, 2007 8:37 pm
Brandur wandered around helplessly. He had a large dent in the side of his head, that made his face seemed oddly misshapen. He was still bleeding from his wound, his right eye a milky color and strangely pushed out. He gave a yelp as he stumbled over a branch and righted himself. His coat hung around a starving form. With his wounds and lack of depth perception in one eye, he couldn't catch any prey.
The male pulled himself forward before collapsing in the snow. Where were the wolven Gods when he needed them? His eyes went skyward, his good eye seeing the world as swirls of blue and white. He was so tired... he could even catch the scent of two wolves in the wind. The God's finally coming to take him?
He lifted his head and let out a slow and weakened howl.(To explain, Brandur had his right of his head kicked in by a deer)
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Posted: Wed Jan 02, 2008 10:00 pm
Rhea was the first to reach the strange wolf. "Who are you?" she growled, her cream muzzle bunching together in a feirce snarl. Her gold eyes flashed. Her two back milky paws dug into the hardened earth prepared to spring. "This is our territory! You are..." She was cut off before she could finish.
"He is like Valebrook. Crippled and in need of help," Conall panted. His murkey gold eyes were soft as he stared blankly at the stranger. "I am sorry sir. Rhea, my younger sister, is a bit rash," Conall wimpered nudging Rhea's chocolate fur gently with his snout, "And I am Conall. What brings you here?" He was much more relaxed than his sister. His tail waved in the air, raised up in dominance but not with agression. Rhea huffed and calmed down.
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Posted: Thu Jan 03, 2008 11:37 am
Brandur blinked up at Rhea in confusion. He clenched his eyes shut as he pulled himself up, keeping a submissive stance. He knew he was no match for one wolves, let alone two. He showed his throat to the two and kept his tail between his legs. "Brandur..." He answered with another stupefied blink."My name is Brandur..." What was he there for?
That was a good question. "I seek... guidance from Tor and Fenrir (Sorry if I got those wrong I just started reading The Sight XD). He took a good look around before tilting his good eye at them. "Are you them...?"
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Posted: Fri Jan 04, 2008 3:20 am
Rhea grumbled and growled in anger not towards the stranger, but towards her brother. She paced, circling the pair her head low and her eyes alert.
Conall was a bit puzzled by Brandur's words. "No, we are not the gods you seek. If anything I am a servent and my sister is Wolfbane." He got a loud snarl from his sister. "No, we are but brother and sister patroling our old homeland."
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Posted: Sat Jan 05, 2008 5:58 am
Brandur watched Rhea dully, as if his entire mind wasn't there. He kept his submissive posture should the female attack but it was probably instinct more then anything. "Wolfsbane?" The male asked in slight fear but was quelled when he slowly came to the conclusion it was a joke.
The brown male turned his good eye on Conall. "Kind Varg... I ask for your assistance. A Herla has taken my sight away from my eye. I believe that Tor has brought us together and I beg for your assistance." His energy spent, the wolf lowered himself back into the snow, slowly as to not irritate his sister.
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Posted: Sat Jan 19, 2008 12:27 pm
Rhea sat back on her haunches. Her head tilted to one side. She knew what was coming from her brother though, and she didn't mind. To her and a lot of others, he was like a god of peace. He had already taken in a crippled wolf named Valebrook.
Conall smiled and wagged his tail. "If you wish," he said cheerfully looking at his sister, "you can join us. We have one other wolf in our small "pack" named Valebrook. He has a limp." He sniffed around Brandur. He was strong, but the bad eye was a problem. He probly was having a very tough time on his own. "What do you need of us?" He pushed the "us" part at the sound of his sister's disapproving sniff.
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Posted: Mon Feb 25, 2008 11:17 am
Brandur looked gratefully to the male and his sister. "I will be strong..." He said to them, his good eye blinking furiously. "I can see still and I know well the ways of the hunt. I just need a place to rest... and food to restore my strength."
A pack of crippled wolves couldn't possibly survive but Brandur didn't stop to think of that. He only wished to aid those who added him. His tail flicked a few times in a wag. "I will provide for you if you allow me to stay with you."
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