Welcome to Wolf's Requiem

[Kyrie Viridis]

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Honest to StarClan, I'm surprised I remember the color codes! D: Stage Two btw; the fire will get mentioned on my next post

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Such a long time since life had given a thill... since any worthwhile event had stirred any emotion in Kyrie's turbulant spirit. She wandered aimlessly, unconsiously returning to the land where she had met Nikita. Her mind seemed to drag her down this time around. No longer was anyone here, not the smell of Nikita, Tashella, nor herself. She felt utterly alone, and took a masochistic pleasure in it.

Kyrie continued on the journey she had never planned, or cared about, casting worried emerald and lifeless gray glances over her tan-winged shoulders from time to time. She knew she was alone, so why didn't she feel like she was? The ridge of fur along her spine raised in spikes, her pawsteps hastened...

[Shuriken Zoanan Takahashi]

Out of character;; Hai! Couldn't leave this hanging. So Shur already has a S2 thread, but I need to post with him <3 In character;; It wasn't often he found himself completely alone, or in a strange land. He wasn't scared, of course. At least, that was what he kept trying to convince himself. A swagger marked his step, perhaps the illusion of confidence would be enough to build it? And then suddenly, he realised, he was not alone. This brought relief, however also anger at this relief. He hadn't been scared. He didn't need anybody. He was strong and tough, of course he was. His Mother and Father were the alphas of the Dark Coven, how could he be anything but strong, and tough? Having reassured himself of this, he decided he could approach the stranger with no loss of dignity or pride. And so he did. Quickening his step, he began to run to catch up with the distant, winged female. Having not built up his endurance yet, the distance left him smothering panting breaths under the heat. But smother them, he did. Not yet a master at initiating conversation, either, he spoke the first words that came to mind. "Hey, miss," he called out from just beside her rear left paw. "Hey miss, what're you doing?"

[Ruach Aeterna]

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Whoo!! This should be interesting; Kyrie's never dealt with pups before XD Oh, just a note, "tan-winged" is a marking, not the ones you fly with lol... sorry for any confusion ^^;

EDIT- Aww dang, wrong account... BELLAFAIL

IC
Kyrie's thoughts swirled indecipherably in a mass of spiderwebs, demanding and daunting. How was she to make sense of them all? She growled lightly, and almost sat down, but then she heard a voice asking what she was doing. Great, now she really was hallucinating.

Just to affirm that she'd finally lost it, she looked around, turning a half-circle and almost stepping on a small white and brown pup. Ah, so this was the voice... She contemplated for a moment, not quite sure that she wouldn't prefer insanity over company.

Kyrie looked down at the scrap of fur standing brazenly before her, apprasing him. He was young, definately. Maybe three or four months old. He held himself with the manner of one who thought themself untouchable. Above all, he smelled overpoweringly of Dark Coven. Perhaps this pup was one to be wary of... She phrased her answer meticulously. "I'm visiting an old haunt of mine. What might one as young as yourself be doing here?"

[Laya Blackbird]

Grace like the fallen,

fear like the sea;

Heat spread over the orange pelt, darkening from sweat. Though the land was not hot, she still felt the sun's beams heating her pelt. The sands shifted below her feet, seeming to have an eerie since to them. Something was going to happen here.

But before anything did, Laya smelled a familiar smell, a smell like Salem. But it wasn't Salem. Instead she heard a small voice, her head jerking up. Before her, a few metres away was a pup and a neutral-coloured wolf walking. Was is a mother and son? But when walking closer and hearing words, she knew it was not. The girl was not of Salem's lands, but the pup sure was. She quietly approached them, now close enough to speak.

"Hello." Was her simple statement. She looked from the girl to the pup and kept her gaze to him. What was he doing here?

Who in the world am I supposed to be?

Ooc; I know I said Majestie but I think Laya. Plus she needs a S2 thread.

[Shuriken Zoanan Takahashi]

Out of character;; D: I am very very sorry Ru and Ash... I didn't get emailed about any replies >_< In character;; The young male caught a breath as two mismatched eyes turned towards him. Such a stark difference in those eyes, the one a stunning emerald green, not unlike his father's, and yet the other was a dull, dead grey. It was.... frightening, in a way, but Shuriken liked to think that nothing could scare him. Shuriken also liked to think that he wasn't stupid. In fairness, he wasn't particularly stupid at all, just not as smart as he thought. So although the female's reply was perfectly phrased and carefully toned, he did not miss the fact that she did not seem overly friendly or indeed pleased to see him. He did not, however, know why. Who would not be pleased to see a young Coven prince? "One as young as myself would be exploring." he replied bluntly, having not yet quite learned the niceties of etiquette. His eyes flickered across the horizon briefly, catching upon another wolf, orange. He could tell little more from this distance, so he ignored her as she approached. "So what's your name, anyway?" he continued flippantly. His tone was not specifically aimed to insult, but it was the sort that suggested arrogance and self-confidence perhaps above what he should have. It was a tone that offence could be taken at. By this point, the orange female had come closer. She was younger than the other with her unusual eyes, but older than he was by maybe a year. "Hey," he said shortly, by way of reply, "And who're you?"

[Kyrie Viridis]

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Skin messed up my color scheme >_<

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Mismatched eyes narrowed at this pup's tone. Perhaps respect wasn't due if he couldn't return it... Kyrie looked away, unresponding. She tried to relax, and relieve the heat building in her paws.

Just as well, for the pup's attention was no longer on her. Her gaze flickered to the yearling wandering closer. One of her pack; a Blackbird. What was her name... Lunera? No... she tried, but came to the conclusion that she hadn't met this one. Well, there's always time to learn, seeing as niether the Blackbird yearling or the Coven child showed any inclination of leaving.

Looking beyond the line of barren scrub and scraggly trees, just on the horizon, Kyrie saw a glow. She felt comforted by the sight, but horrified all the same. "Fire..." She breathed.