It's Not Over Yet -- [Kenai]

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SPEECH.

It was a chilly night. The wind was more biting than usual for the southerly island, despite the fact that this particular location was quite northerly, and very close to the cool sea. The clouds hung low over the earth, gathering to exterminate the moonlight. The stars blinked out, and chose instead to hide behind greater lights. The whole world shivered in the eerie quiet. The trees grew sparse, and even the underbrush became faint. Rocks became more and more numerous, and the terrain became quite harsh. Even the wildlife had vanished on that still, quiet, cold night.

Only one, single creature could be seen for miles. It was a rather small wolf; it could easily have been mistaken for a dog or some kind of hybrid. Only the thick neck and long, bushy tail distinguished it's wolf heritage. It's coat was bathed in snow. Some little light grey ran throughout his coat, but was only slightly visible this night because of the absolute darkness. The black of the night pulled those greys out, presenting them to the eye, where normally, they were so light that they didn't appear as anything but white. One strange marking painted this male, and that was that the snow on his tail faded to a black tip. However, with this marking, the blackness of the night disguised it instead of bringing it to attention. For the tip of his tail, at the very darkest, was as black as the night around him. From a distance, it almost appeared as if his tail simply faded away, as if he had gained some injury that tore his tail. And, to top it all off, the very portals into this creature's soul were the most unique, odd thing about him. More odd than his markings. At a distance, they appeared grey as mist, or as a rain-saturated cloud. Not dark, but not light, necessarily. However, upon closer inspection, or simply by gazing into his eyes for long enough, one could detect the mystical hues of blue. They swirled into the grey like a spiraling painting.

This one such ghost trepidly advanced through the last of Nyjoro's graceful slopes. His small, soft white paws encountered the harsher terrain in a way that was neither eager nor unwilling. In fact, he hardly noticed the change in terrain. The psychological state of his mind was such that he was almost completely unaware of his surroundings. His ears were completely useless to him. His head was filled with so much noise that every other physical sound around him was lost. Not that there was very much noise around him.

Shrieks, screams, howls, growls; the sound of ripping flesh, pain, and disaster reverberated in his skull. He had no idea where he was, or in what direction he was going in. The only thing he knew was the growing voices rising in his head. You couldn't do it, could you? If it had turned into anything, you would have grown faint and fled. He shook his head vigorously. No! I'm different, now! Give me a chance! Ha! A second chance? Really? And how have you come to this conclusion? Yeah! How? You've lived in seclusion since-- NO. Are you afraid? How could it get any worse?

The wolf fought the episode that was rising rather quickly. Quicker than steady, and definitely at a faster pace than was usual. What he had was already overwhelming him like a tidal wave. I can't take it! Tears welled up in his eyes and he shut them in an attempt to block out the images that were fast arising to them. STOP!

But it couldn't be stopped.

Since they died. Kismet. Inaya--

And with those final words, Kamikaze was thrown.

KAZE!!!!

She stood there, all glory. Brown, black, tawny, grey; a mottled mix of colors that mainly displayed hues of browns. Absolutely gorgeous. Her grey eyes shown brightly as her bell-like tones described all sorts of herbs. It was truly interesting. Truly. A small white pup glanced up, smiling intelligently, to watch his mother speak. A red slash appeared in his vision across her body, and then, in a second, a massive bear came crashing down onto all fours. In his jaws, he held a crumpled, broken, bleeding mass of fur.

NOOO!!!!!!!

A white flash streaked past the pup. The bear dropped it's cargo, and moved to fight the challenger. The little pup's eyes couldn't help but wonder to his dead mother's eyes. The image of her eyes, focused on nothing, was immediately imprinted into his mind. He was only able to look away at the terrible scream emitted by his father. His head swirled to see the bear crush his body. Yet his father fought on, not completely dead yet. Unable to take another moment, the pup turned tail and fled.

KAZE!

He shut his eyes.

His mother stood, smiling. His mother lay, dead.

He watched the same scene repeating, over and over and over.

And then an adult, albino female wolf appeared before his eyes. Kamikaze opened his eyes quite suddenly, and a jolt of shock shot through his heart. A yelp of surprise escaped him as he very suddenly halted his steps. He had almost walked himself off the edge of Zozyr's Glory. His snowy paws dangled half-on and half-off the cliff's edge. His heart raced wildly in his chest, and the voices became silent in an instant. Kayi, you've saved my life.

Slowly, the male made his way down the cliff, eyes ever remaining on the ocean before him. Something about this place jogged his memory, but he couldn't remember what it was. It bothered him steadily, and he became distracted by it. He made his way until he came to a cavern that was hidden by some underbrush. Curiously, he pushed through the undergrowth. Suddenly, he came upon a strong scent, and stopped. What had he happened upon?

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tags Kenai
ooc Here you go, Nymph! c: I'm so excited for this thread!!

[Kenai]

 
It was cold, no getting around that. But it didn't bother him much physically, only bringing up thoughts of Sydas and her weakened state at such temperatures. He remembered snuggling up to her to keep her warm on cold nights, taking care of her as best he could until the sun would rise and offer it's warmth. 

But those days were long gone. He had no one to care for anymore. In a single night his life changed. He wished he was there that day. Fighting alongside his family, either turning the tables or dying with them. Either way was better than this.

Looking around, he sighed. He swore he would never come here again. The siblings spent so much time here, but then again where hadn't they gone together?

But then she had settled down with the Ultoris pack and found a mate. Kenai smiled for a moment as he pictured her surrounded by fluff balls that were his nieces and nephews. She would have been a beautiful mother, just as Inaya was to her four pups. How he loved them all!

Tears ran down his face as his mind shifted to Kismet and his family. The young ones fumbling around their feet. Adeline, the only one who took after her mothers coloring, would be pretending to be so mature one minute then join in the games the next. The lovely Kayi, sweet and dainty in appearance romping with Kamikaze, the smallest but full of spunk. Then Malachi, the biggest while being the baby of the group who seemed a bit out of his depth but tried anyway.

Those days were long gone as they disappeared from his life forever....

A sharp wind jolted him out of his thoughts and made him shiver, looking around he found a cavern and turned his creamy feet towards it. He decided to spend the night here until the winds calmed.

Curling up at the back, far from the wind, he closed his eyes and fell into a fitful sleep. Not sure how long he stayed that way until the feeling he wasn't alone anymore became strong. Sunset eyes opened and looked around in the darkness, trying to distinguish who happened upon this spot.

Perhaps he was trespassing on someone else's temporary den, if so he would tell them the simple truth of his coming here.

To find some sort of closure.....


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OOC: Whoo!!

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SPEECH.

Kamikaze froze completely in his tracks. His mind was still reeling from the torturous memories: he was in no state to be around another wolf. However, the cold wind bit at his rear end so badly that he shivered. After several moments, standing there shivering, he finally advanced. His steps were slow, careful, and quiet. He dropped himself into his hunter's slink, pressing his body against the side of the cave. Slow, precise steps. His ears remained in motion, focusing forwards, and then flicking back and to the sides, constantly checking his surroundings. His nose quickly inhaled more and more of the scent that lay before him. Slowly, intrepidly, he trekked on. He couldn't believe his nose: it must be a new side effect of the episode. It was simply impossible. His uncle couldn't actually be here. He was dead. He had to be dead. He hadn't gone looking for his nephews and nieces. He had abandoned them. Or had he abandoned the search? No. Kenai never would've given up. Not if he had Sydas with him. Then again, Sydas had apparently disappeared. Kaze's alpha, Severus, had explained the situation to him. Her and her mate, Fury, had simply disappeared. Just up and left one day. It pierced the young male's heart. But this scent just couldn't be true.

But it was. As Kaze finally got near enough for his eyes to see past the darkness, the familiar shape of his uncle could be seen. He was laying down, as if he had just been sleeping.

Kenai...?

He couldn't make his voice work after that. He barely choked out the question. His voice was filled with confusion, un-answered questions, and disbelief. There was no accusation, however. Kamikaze just wanted that type. He simply did not think that way. He couldn't. All the blame for everything remained on his very own shoulders. And it was a heavy burden indeed for a wolf not quite a year old. But bear it, he did. Kayi's image kept flickering in his mind, and he wished that Malachi were standing beside him. Despite Kamikaze being the oldest of his siblings, Malachi had always been the leader. Kaze always viewed his little brother as a big brother, and relied upon him for comfort, security, and encouragement. It took off a little of his burden simply to have his brother back. Oh, what news he would have to tell them. He would have to go to Ina'mos Island, and trespass on Kairos territory, simply to tell his sister that he had found his long lost uncle. Maybe he could convince his uncle to join Ultoris? It would be a great peace to his lost mind. But first, he had to ascertain whether or not this male, who looked and smelled like Kenai, was actually his long lost uncle.

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tags Kenai
ooc FIRST KAZE POST SINCE I'VE BEEN BACK. YAY. I MISSED MY BABY ;w; sorry for the super long wait, honey!

[Kenai]

He waited, offering no greeting or declaration of any kind. He was so tired he didn't even think about it being rude or possibly anger inducing. His mind playfully, no torturously, played out the possibility of it being Sydas coming back. He knew it couldn't be true. She was dead. She had to be. After everything they had gone through together, how heavily they relied on each other, she couldn't just up and leave. She couldn't have just replaced her devoted brother with her mate. They were too close....weren't they?

The pain was an everyday burden but sometimes it felt like it was just thrown on him anew. Could he handle it? He had to. There was no question about that. 

A voice...one that seemed so familiar but different at the same time uttered his name. Kenai thought he recognized it but it wasn't the exact sound, like it had been altered. But what would have caused that? Placing the sound proved difficult for his sluggishly tired mind. Was this friend or foe? He wasn't even sure. Until he knew he decided to neither approve or argue the fact that is who he was. 

He wasn't in the mood for a fight that's for sure but automatic survival tendencies clicked in. If this was a dangerous caller, Kenai would protect himself. Slowly his mind registered the tone of spoken name, it didn't sound like that of a rival but something else entirely.

Protesting muscles lifted Kenai from the ground onto his feet. Curiosity battled the tiredness as he moved closer to the wolf who spoke his name. Going against his earlier judgement, Kenai spoke, "I am he. Reveal yourself, please, as friend or foe." Odd words but he didn't care. He wasn't up for games. 

Waiting for a reply, he let his thought churn up possible scenarios of battle, always planning on the defensive. It kept him alive this long and he wasn't one for change.

@kamikaze
OOC: This is so exciting!!!!!!!

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SPEECH.

Kaze watched with bated breath as the male in front of him slowly rose to his paws, and quietly--and quite cautiously--approached his nephew. He seemed different somehow. He didn't have the same carefree attitude. There was no lopsided smile, no bark of greeting. Kaze frowned slightly. Maybe it wasn't his uncle. Meeting Kayi had thrown his psyche entirely. Now he was thinking that he had found his uncle, Kenai? His favorite playmate as a pup? What insanity. The runt frowned as the male spoke in gruff tones, confirming his name and demanding to know Kaze's alliance. An annoyed growl escaped the younger male, and he sat down rather defiantly.

Well, you may think that you're he, mister, but you most certainly are not. I don't know what kind of sick joke this is, but my uncle was never so ridiculous. Pardon my rudeness, sir. Did you wake up on the wrong side of the island? I was simply inquiring because you smelled strangely like my uncle, who was lost to me as a pup, alright? Chill out. If you're going to get all defensive, I'm leaving.

The younger male huffed in annoyance, flicking his tail to the side and back. He was aggravated. He had never really been aggravated in this way before--not since he was a pup. It was new to him, and he didn't know how to handle the emotion, really. But anything was better than an episode...anything. The last time he'd had one, before today, was when he had met Kayi. A stupid bear had come rumbling in, and had scared him and his sister half to death. Kayi had fainted and, try as he might, Kaze couldn't keep his own episode at bay for long. And then Malachi had shown up out of the blue. Kaze had only barely seen him through the haze of his episode, and had wondered off to contain himself before much else happened. He wasn't even really sure if Malachi had really been there, or simply a figment of his own imagination, or a hallucination of his episode. All he remembered clearly was her: Kayi--his sister. His long lost, precious sister.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, but after a moment, he felt he should give his own name, as he knew the stranger's. An annoyed growl escaped his throat as he thought that some stranger possessed his beloved uncle's name. How unfortunate.

Kamikaze.

He could only get out the one word. His annoyance was slowly rising and he couldn't figure out how to quell it.


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tags Kenai
ooc sorry for the shortness D8 and yes! :D So exciting!!

[Kenai]

Annoyance at the shortness of the younger male had done nothing to improve the multi-colored brute. "Say what you wish, however if I was really your uncle, there you would be my nephew, you're father wouldn't mind at all if I would scold you for addressing an elder in such a manner. Kismet taught his children better." 

The name of his own uncle caught in his throat. Why did he have to go hunting that day? He should have been around. Logically, he knew that he went out for the benefit of the young family. Hunting for such a large family was hard sometimes. He and Tchiya were together to help out, only for him to return to the shredded remains of the ones he loved.

"What do I have to be happy about? They are all dead." He spoke more to himself but loud enough for the caverns to echo his soft voice. His head lowered momentarily forgetting the one calling himself Kamikaze, the same name as one of his own nephews but time had changed him. This couldn't be the same bouncing little pup who he taught to hunt. Yes he looked similar to his nephew but the voice was different and disposition surely didn't echo the sweet Kaze he knew.

"Go back to your family, show them love and don't take them for granted. Don't waste your time with the last wolf of a all but dead family line. Go young one." His tone had changed from defensive to sad and soft. "Love them everyday, time is cruel."

Dark burnt orange eyes rose to look at the younger male, pleading him to take his advice. Kenai had aged since the tragedy, feeling like a shell of his former self. He had more lows than highs these days. The times of an easy smile and playfulness was a fuzzy memory now. 

@kamikaze
OOC: Awww depressed Kenai....

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SPEECH.

Say what you wish, however if I was really your uncle, then you would be my nephew, you're father wouldn't mind at all if I would scold you for addressing an elder in such a manner. Kismet taught his children better.

Kamikaze laughed dryly at the older male's response. Oh, really? Well, you asked for it. Literally. His grey-blue eyes narrowed in annoyance as the agitation slowly built. He could feel his muscles bunching, and wanted to growl aloud, but he kept himself from doing so. And then suddenly, the male's last sentence caught in his snowy audits. Kismet taught his children better. Kaze's breath caught in his throat. The male was silent, and then mumbled something else quietly, as if to himself. Kaze's sensitive ears picked up the words only because they were suddenly strained to pick up anything else that the male in front of him might utter. What do I have to be happy about? They are all dead. They are all dead. The phrase repeated through his brain over and over. Kaze was completely paralyzed, as the exact same thought had gone through his head countless times.

A sweet sadness had slowly crept into the burnt-orange eyes of the male who called himself Kenai. Kaze hadn't noticed his eyes before. He had only seen one pair of eyes that looked like that. It just.....there was no way that there were two wolves on the small island of Anikira who possessed the exact same body features, the exact same name, and the exact same eyes. And who knew his father. Kaze's paralyzed state brought his mind to other places.

That's it, little Kaze! That's it! That's a beautiful crouch! A big, goofy grin graced the tiny snowy maw. Grey-blue eyes lit up, and a pair of burnt-orange eyes--full of pride--beamed back at the little pup.

Sighing wistfully, the little male only barely heard his uncle's next words. A bittersweet smile played at his lips, and suddenly, his grey-blue eyes filled with tears. Unable to resist it any longer, the little male's throat closed in a quiet sob. A loud whine escaped his throat as the tears began to pour down his ivory fur.

K-Kenai? Please remember me...I know it's you. There's no way that you would know my father's name otherwise. His ears flattened, and his voice broke. Slowly, the small, young male approached the other wolf, and inhaled his scent. It was the last thing that convinced him. Slowly--cautiously--he pushed his head into his uncle's shoulder, hoping that the other wouldn't back away. When he spoke again, he voice was barely above a whisper, and there was no hiding the desperation, the pain, and the absolute depression. Please, Uncle Kenai...It's your little Kismet Junior. I didn't die. Mamma and Daddy died protecting us...but I fled, and survived. I.....I found Kayi yesterday, too. She's alive. Please tell me that you didn't run away with Aunt Sydas and Uncle Fury...Please....Tell me you're still here for me.

He had rather suddenly completely broken down, and was unable to contain neither the tears that flowed freely, nor the sobs that racked his throat and small body. Because of his small size, the sobs made his whole body shake and tremble. Kaze began to feel weak, and more desperately--rather than fiercely--hoped that his uncle would remember him, for he was now fully convinced that this was, in fact, his long lost Uncle Kenai. Oh, how would life go on if he didn't? He couldn't exactly visit Kayi whenever he wanted, as they were both on separate packs now. How would he find any diversion from his panic attacks and psychotic episodes, and the voices that constantly swarmed his head, tormenting him with his absolute failure?


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tags Kenai
ooc awwww ;w; this is so sweet, and sooooo depressing at the same time....poor Kenai. I feel so bad for leaving a year ago D: I wish I wouldn't have been grounded ugh. My poor baby ;w;

[Kenai]

Everything changed so quickly. One moment they are snapping at each other and the next Kenai found the younger male pressed against him, an embrace he hadn't felt in ages. At first he didn't know what to do. Was this his Kaze, his nephew who bounced around him endlessly as they practiced hunting together? 

Muffled tones reached Kenai's ears, the pleading for him to recognize the younger one. The names of his darling sister and her mate that seemed to have just vanished off the face of the earth. But then a precious piece of news, the beautiful Kayi lives on as well! Tears filled the burning sunset orbs of the long lost uncle as he buried his face into the snowy fur of Kamikaze. Convinced beyond a doubt this was truly his hunting partner.

Tears running down his face, his throat closing up in both joy and sadness. A bittersweet moment to say the least. "I will forever be here for you, Kaze. I shall never disappear. To hear you and your sister live......I never thought it possible, but I have never been happier to have been proven wrong." A brief moment of wonder caused Kenai to hope Adeline and Malachi also lived. If Kaze found Kayi, there was always hope to find the rest of the litter alive and well.

Words became a loss to him as he nuzzled his reunited nephew. He had convinced such a day as this would never have happened, that he was alone in the world now. The thought had crossed his mind to go back to Africa to his family there, but he was glad he stayed. He needed his family here and now he knew that he was also needed by someone. 

"You grew." He said with something almost like a chuckle, oh how long had it really been since he had laid eyes on the youngster? Felt like years. 

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