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Post by RECODA AMINII on Nov 2, 2012 15:12:43 GMT -5
The wind roared, the waves angrily lapping at the sky for it's disturbance. The two colors of blue swirled together, clashing, colliding. The water was dark, navy blue, the sky was light with speckles of gray here and there as well as clouds. Never ending was this battle between the two elements. It was as if they could not live in peace, as if the whole sky was just waiting to punish what lay below for one thing or another. Meanwhile, the shore was in a whirlwind of flurry. Trees farther off moaned in protest, shaking, quivering like leaves might during autumn. The grass swayed, threatening to rip from the ground, to fly off in this storm. It was so odd, the way things fought like this, well maybe she only saw it that way, but to her it was a war.
Recoda shook her head, the breezes raking violently through her tri-colored . She felt cold and alone on days like this more than others. She tried to press her large ears to her head, wanting to block out the sounds. She was so tired of it all! A growl rose in her throat and she snapped at the wind with her sharp fangs, willing it all away. This was not her idea of a good day, not at all.
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Post by RIMI SAGE on Nov 4, 2012 13:13:01 GMT -5
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The pup hopped along the shore, making sure to land so that each paw was on a separate pebble. She tripped and with a giggle she was up again, doing the same thing. With every hop she studied the colours of the stones in front of her nose and so when she was not hopping she was lying close to the ground studying the stones. Of course the storm had picked up without warning and soon she was tumbling rather than hopping. The winds were strong enough that everytime she stood up she would be knocked over and so her forward motion was reduced to belly crawling and avoiding new-formed snowflakes.
She moaned out loud, calling for her father yet no one came. With a resolute sigh she continued her forward motion. Trying to find shelter. The glowing phoenix in front of her shed some warmth and she giggled with joy when she realised that the light was another wolf. Without asking she slid underneath the wolf and huddled, watching the storm from the safety of her own-decided den.
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Post by RECODA AMINII on Nov 4, 2012 14:16:20 GMT -5
Recoda felt something fuzzy below her and she looked down to find a pink pup with blue eyes. "Hey there, little one." She cooed gently. She smiled and she felt her heart swell with love for this little pup. There was one question though. "Where are you parents, dear? They must be worried sick about you." Her blue eyes shone with concern for the little being before her.
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Post by RIMI SAGE on Nov 4, 2012 15:00:12 GMT -5
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Rimi’s heritage began to show when she grinned, her Ventus Mist smoke blowing off of her soft fur that was in actual fact made of ice. He happiness made the smoke smell like strawberries and cream and with another giggle she spoke in her high pitched voice.
”Oh father doesn’t mind.” Which was truthful in part, her father knew she was a creature who’s life revolved around art. Who was obsessed with the various mediums she could create with. He knew she would never go off to where she would melt such as the south and so she was trusted somewhat... but she was also expected to stay in the mountains. Her mother was of course a mystery to her. Whether she cared or not she didnt know. Not that Rimi thought much about her heritage or even cared. Her life was about the art.
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Post by RECODA AMINII on Nov 4, 2012 17:52:18 GMT -5
Recoda smiled. "Ok." Was this pup a cross between an ice and a mist? Well, the mist that she was emitting smelled like... Strawberries? Recoda let out a little laugh. "You seen very artsy, little one." She herself, didn't know a thing about art of any form. This pup could probably teach her.
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Post by RIMI SAGE on Nov 6, 2012 11:32:44 GMT -5
Rimi cocked her head at the female, curious that the female knew that she liked art. How had the female known? Was she psychic?
”I am” she said cautiously, she wasn’t normally one for being cautious but the flame-licked phoenix was beginning to melt her ice-fur which was quite dangerous. With a shiver she stepped out from underneath the phoenix and studied her.
Ooc:: Be careful not to metagame.
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Post by RECODA AMINII on Nov 6, 2012 17:37:40 GMT -5
Recoda watched the little pink pup as she stepped out from under her with a shiver. "Are you ok?" She returned the Pink pup's blue gaze with her own. She swished her tail back and forth. She felt her body temperature rise above normal for her. Then again, her body temperature was always hot. Was it rising because or worry or happiness?
OOC: Ok. I forgot to add something.
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Post by RIMI SAGE on Nov 11, 2012 4:07:59 GMT -5
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”I am fine its just...” she paused, studying her paw, which had being close to the phoenix’s paw. There were dribbles of herself running down her leg and in all honesty it was mighty painful. It started her thinking, what if she wanted to reshape herself? She could be amazing... she could become a bear or... or a dragon! Yet it would be painful and how would she not get mixed in with the ocean... she had heard of other ices that had walked into the waters of the frozen shores when they felt it was their time to die.
”You’re made of fire, I’m made of ice...” She expected the meaning of her words to be clear. The meaning that the warm female melted Rimi. Even her cold fire was dangerous to the pup. As the phoenix began to flare Rimi took a step or two back, wincing as she realised her leg was hurt more than she had first realised. She looked down to see her frozen veins pumping blood through her body. Her skin and fur were gone. In a few weeks she would he good as new but now she was in pain. She shook her head and turned tail and ran. She ran towards her father, towards the pack that could protect her from the heat of the phoenix for in her mind she didn’t know what had happened, she didnt know it was an accident. She only knew that she hurt.
Ooc:: Ending the thread because I am writing exams so my replies suck at the moment lol.
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