Winter Dip! {Arkrael}

[Deleted]

Word count; 648. || Tagged; Arkrael || Muse; Music~
?

There was something about the tall trees of the world that had Saphira in spirits as high as the highest reaching branches. The young wolf tilted up her head as her paws carried her in a trot towards the sand, peeking at the slices of blue sky through the many tangling branches. The sun was high in the sky this afternoon, and Saphira didn't think it possible that she could be in a better mood. It was a glorious day, and she had it all to herself! Well, wait, now was that good or bad? She was alone, that was bad. But she was able to do whatever she wanted without any interruptions, and that was good. Which would win out, she wondered as she stumbled over one of the more exposed roots, a surprised yelp escaping her lips as she flopped onto her chest, her jaw hitting the ground. "Owie!" Her yellow eye peeked open as she stared ahead of her, the beach within sight. Slowly gathering her feet, the wolf stood straight and took careful steps away from the tangling roots, her tail flicking as she frowned down at the dark colored roots, covered in cool, dark dirt and mud. She kicked at the enemy root with her back right paw and started down towards the beach. Trees, thinking just because they were taller and got to make a fool of her! It was official. She was glad she was alone, at least for right now.

With a soft hum, trying to forget the assault, the young female looked down at the sand as her paws sunk into the cool grains, leaving an impression of her four toes as she stepped ever closer to the water. Her nose twitched as she took in the refreshing scent, watching fish rush through the waters. An otter popped its head above the water, then ducked back down. Otter wasn't a bad meal, but the little weasels had the upper hand in the water. Yet... Saphira's eyes checked out the left, then the right. A smirk tugged at her lips and she took a few purposeful steps back. "Bonzai!" She shouted as she lurched forward, leaping from the edge of the beach, and disappearing under the water with a large and wide splash of crystal-clear water. Under the water, the wolf's eyes peeked open and her head turned round and round, taking in the sights. She moved her body so she was upside-down as she watched the otters swim closer, inspecting the odd predator that had just barged in. Saphira giggled to herself, her legs moving quickly and roughly as she turned herself up-right and swam herself to the surface, her head rupturing the calm surface of water as her jaws parted to take in breath. Like a puppy, she slapped the water with her paws and giggled.

About fifteen minutes of play passed before Saphira's water-soaked body reached land, and she shook herself dry with a playful laugh. "What a swim!" She hopped forward, turning to look out at the otters as they watched her, surfacing and diving as they took their turns to inspect what they surely thought was a crazy wolf. "Hi fellas! Bye, see you later!" As a snack. Her stomach rumbled, reminding her she hadn't eaten in a day or so. She shook her head, then each leg in a last attempt to dry herself, then took careful steps towards the dirt and tree roots. She wouldn't be tripped, not this time! Humming light-heartedly, Saphira found a thin tree that she dubbed safe and sat beside it, licking her toes. A winter swim was always surprisingly refreshing, even if people thought her crazy for not waiting to swim until summer. Her body, her life, her rules! She hummed happily as she cleaned herself.

[Arkrael]

For once, Arkrael was in a splendid mood. Having been lazy the last few days and doing nothing but catching up on sleep, the young she-wolf was well rested and ready to begin her travels once more. A soft, content humming escaped Arkrael's chest in a soft and soothing note as her paws made quiet work across the tree rooted ground. Today she would be searching for food as she had only bothered to find edible foliage that would tide her over until she got off her lazy rump. Alas, now her stomach nearly screamed at her for sustenance. She had no idea where to start looking as these lands were new to her. So, she would start at a water source.

She knew she was getting close to the water source in this area as it was starting to linger more and more on the wind that slowly moved it's way through the tall, towering trees. She ceased in her humming while pushing her audits towards the direction she was heading, listening for anything that may be moving. She was no expert in hunting, but she strove to be. It was unlike any other feeling she had ever experienced in her short time of living. Arkrael always thought she had thrived in that aspect of her life anyways given the fact she had to teach herself how to accomplish the task. Even when she snuck about to watch her mother hunt during the time she was actually outside of her old den, she was never really taught how to do it. The first time she had ever managed to catch a rabbit Arkrael had felt an enormous amount of pride and she did what any young pup would; take it to their mother. Her pride had been shot down and trampled on the moment she tried to impress her mother with the kill. Yet, all she could do at the time was sit there with a heavy, aching heart, and watch as her mother carelessly ate the creature.

Arkrael's paws became silent across the cool ground. Her steps slow and steady as she lowered her head, and even her tail, towards the ground as she came closer and closer to the source of water. She could hear movement and almost instantly her mouth began to water with anticipation. She hoped it was something she would be able to catch. Prayed even more that it was not a large sized prey, or even worse something that had fangs itself. Crawling beneath an over extended root that gave just enough room for her to squeeze through, Arkrael poked her head over another bunch of roots only to halt in her step immediately. Laughter sang on the wind, soon followed by a voice that had called out to someone. Arkrael's ears had splayed out to the side in disappointment that what she had first been hearing had not been something she would probably get to eat.

The sound of her stomach growling was soon ignored as a new curiosity sparked within Arkrael. The sudden need to know who, or what it was. A little bit of excitement quickly coursed through the young she-wolf and now she was clambering over the roots as quietly as can be in her curious filled excitement. Just as she came around a few more trees her eyes landed upon the creature. She froze to her spot, one leg still up in the air in pre-step, and stared at the wolf with wide emerald eyes. Her heart thrummed in her chest almost to the point where Arkrael began to fret over if it would actually burst from her chest. She had not came upon another wolf in her month's of traveling alone of the desertion of her mother. So many emotions exploded into her at once and she was not sure which one she should even try to react on. Outside of her mother, this she-wolf was probably the first stranger she had ever laid eyes upon. And now she didn't know how to react, or what she should do so she stood there dumbfounded and frozen while her mind quickly tried to figure out what she should do.


Tag: Saphira
Words: 711
OoC: sorry it's kind of bland -w-;

[Deleted]

Word count; 513. || Tagged; Arkrael || Muse; Music~
?

Saphira was trying to imagine herself looking elegant as she licked her white paws dry from the river's water, her eyes closed and golden-highlights sparkling in the sunlight filtered through the tree branches and the leaves. She let her imagination wander as she labeled herself elegant and enticing. The otters continued to dive under and pop back up to see what was going on at the bank of their river.

Feeling her paws dried enough, she put down her delicate but large foot and smiled at the glistening water, white sparkles dancing on the surface like little stars. The world sure was beautiful. Everything had its own form of beauty, but each form was unique and gorgeous. The tangle of old tree roots, for example, had been her favorite places to hide in and race her siblings through. She loved the movements the roots made, some spiking high and others slinking boringly straight. She loved the twisted ones the best. They were fun to chew on when she was practicing her biting as a youngster. Her tail slapped against the ground at the thought, her eyes still searching the water as she watched her childhood play in the liquid like a mirror that had the magic ability to let her watch herself as a pup. She knew this was impossible, but she could dream. She could also hear.

Saphira's snowy white ears perked up as she heard the distinct sound of paw-steps, then there were claws scratching at bark, or roots. Her head snapped to the side where the sounds came from, and she was able to make out the form of a wolf, a small one. Probably another young female. Her pelt was pale tans and browns, standing out only slightly against the more moist, thus darker, dirt here at the riverbank. A simple color palate, but hers was only slightly more intriguing because of her marks, to be fair. Without these sploshes of gold she'd look like an other white wolf. The arctic wolf's lips tugged up into a smile as her tongue lolled out and she umped up to her feet.

She took off at a trot towards the still-framed female. "Hey there!" Saphira grinned, her tail wagging playfully. She came to a stop in front of the stranger, all of her body language asking for fun instead of a fight. She stretched out her forepaws and grinned, barking out as she asked, "Did you come for a dip too? I could go for another swim, if you want!" She leapt backwards, tossing her head in the direction f the river. "Come on, let's chase the otters!" Those things could get nasty if bothered, but Saphira wanted to have fun as always, and this girl was the only one she'd seen in awhile. She just wanted to share the world's fun with this stranger. Oh, wait. "My name's Saphira. What's yours?" She asked as she turned back to face the other, her dual-colored eyes wide and shining.

[Arkrael]

She couldn't breathe. Her mind in a whirl of mass emotions and thoughts as her eyes grew bigger the closer the white she-wolf with beautiful golden markings grew closer to her. It wasn't until the she-wolf began to speak, with her body language only showing the desire for play did Arkrael finally force in a heavy breath. She was absolutely enthralled with the strange markings upon this femme's white pelt. Her mother had been a bland sort. Of nothing but dirty brown and gray. Her multicolored eyes were strange, but absolutely alluring. Arkrael had never seen such a thing before. Of course, she hadn't really seen a lot of anything when it concerned other creatures that she didn't try to eat.

It took a moment before Arkrael realized that the she-wolf was talking to her and for her mind to process what she was saying. Instantly her tail began to wag as a sheer excitement began to over-reign the other emotions she was feeling at the moment. Saphira. What an interesting name. "My name is Arkrael!" She blurted rather loudly as she finally placed her risen paw back to the ground, her ears pushed forward almost anxiously as she watched how the she-wolf Saphira was bouncing about and hinting towards the water. With her hungry stomach forgotten with the thought of having a friend, Or just the fact this she-wolf didn't seem to be hostile, a broad grin quickly floated across her features as she quickly lowered her front half and a playful gesture. "Sure! I've never seen otter's before! What do they look like?!" She couldn't quite contain her eagerness to play with someone. Just to play with someone was something she had always craved. something she had been denied since she was a child.

An excited yip escaped her before she could contain herself and she moved closer to Saphira only to quickly back peddle out of pure instinct. It made her ears fly back for a good few seconds before they popped right back up, eagerly waiting for Saphira's response. She had already invited Arkrael to go for a swim and to chase these otters Arkrael hadn't really heard of before, but it definitely sounded like a lot of fun. Bouncing with excitement that Arkrael couldn't seem to control, she waited anxiously to see just what Saphira had planned. Arkrael tried to figure out if the option was swimming or chasing these creatures Saphira mentioned was somewhere in the forest. Either way, she was sure she was about to find out.

Word Count 454
Tag: Saphira
OoC: :x

[Deleted]

Word count; 412. || Tagged; Arkrael || Muse; Bit short.
?

Saphia sensed a bit of the other wolf's tension, but her own excitement was almost drowning this wolf's fears, and it seemed to turn out that this was happeing for the tawny pelt of a female as well. The Arctic wolf giggled happily as Akrael cried out her name, her tail going wild. A unique name, just like her own. Instinct led the gold-stained female to bark as she mimicked that playful half-bow of a stance as Akrael pulled it, matching her excitement. It had been a long time since she met someone who had been this excited to see her, and she couldn't have bee happier.

Didn't know what an otter was? That wouldn't last long! "An otter's a little water-weasel." Saphira snorted a giggle as she spoke weakly of the little critters that really weren't too little. They could do a wolf damage as they put up a fight before becoming prey, but all in all they were food if not amusing things to watch. The slightly elder of the two females started towards the river's edge, lifting her paw and scratching at the air as she pointed to the water where a otter was peeking out at them. It turned over onto its back, floating like that. Saphira howled out a laugh and looked to Arkrael. "They do that a lot! Isn't it weird? They let on their backs and they float like a piece of wood! They're cute, silly, and curious. I wonder if they can talk," she hummed the last part mostly to herself, looking to Akrael with a devious grin as she looked back out at the water, watching as three other otters joined the first, relaxing and doing the same otter-habit.

"Ready to go otter fishing?" Saphira let the female ask before showing her. Se took a few steps back, then broke into a sprint, and she jumped high, diving down into the water with a splash that sent water the younger wolf's way, getting her coat damp. A laugh escaped the white-pelted female's lips as her head broke the water's surface, wading in the water as she looked to Akrael. "Come on in!" The otters had scattered, but were still nearby, peeking out like crocodiles, just their eyes and ears watching the two wolves. The almost-two-year-old female laughed at them, splashing her paws.

[Arkrael]

Arkrael couldn't believe her ears. Or even her eyes as she watched the gold painted white she-wolf hurry off towards the river bank. It seemed like a dream that she was actually meeting someone for the first time. And to make it better someone who was not hostile. Arkrael had no idea whatsoever about what she was going on about calling the otter's weasel's now. It kind of made her feel foolish not knowing what she guessed should have been already known. Another thing to be bitter at towards her mother for; lack of teaching. Shaking her thoughts away Arkrael nearly sprinted towards the she-wolf and stood next to her as she pawed at the air as if to signal towards the creatures that were floating upon their back. She couldn't help the laugh that escaped as Saphira went on explaining their habits. "Maybe they can! Maybe they just don't speak wolf," She gave a cheesy grin as her entire body seemed to wiggle with her ever wagging tail.

As Saphira questioned her readiness on otter hunting Arkrael shifted in her stance and was just about to respond before the she-wolf had bolted right for the water. She watched with wide eyes as Saphira dived into the water, but soon the she-wolf rose and Arkrael was laughing along with the white pelted. With a wide grin she mimiced Saphira's movements and backed up a bit before she bolted for the water. Just as her front paws met the edge of the water her back paws dug hard into the earth and shoved herself up and out. With a loud splash Arkrael hit the water, sending the liquid in all directions all the while she had sunk into it. Her eyes were wide open in the water as she looked around curiously and just off a ways were a few of these 'otter's' as Saphira called them swimming about watching her.

Arkrael broke above the water's surface and gasped in a breath of air before grinning widely at Saphira. "Is fishing like hunting?" She questioned in the utmost curiosity. She had never heard the term before. She knew of fish of course. She had managed to catch some before, but she wasn't quite positive on what fishing meant. Surely it didn't meant to act like a fish? If that were the case Arkrael was sure she could go along with it. She would probably try to do anything if it meant having a friend to play with. Moving in a circle, Arkrael looked at the otters, before turning eager emerald eyes back to Saphira anxiously awaiting her next move.


Words: 452
Tags: Saphira
OoC: Meep.

[Deleted]

Word count; 802. || Tagged; Arkrael || Muse; Good!
?

Saphira was smiling up to her ears. This little female looked scared and happy all at once, like she was about to jump on a thrill ride that she knew would scare her to death. She must have been sheltered. Saphira had been pretty much free to run all of her life, so she couldn't imagine how hard it must have been. Well that was over with! This she-wolf needed to see the joys of the world and get her paws wet. That laugh from her new friend was the first good sign, and it made Saphira's already brilliantly bright eyes shine ever brighter. She'd surely made a friend out of this tawny female. "You're probably right." The white-pelted admitted as she looked back to the otters. "I wonder what they're saying behind our backs," she giggled, looking into the green eyes of the wolf beside her just before she took off into the water of the river. The Descai pack subordinate laughed as she was splashed by water after Arkrael joined her in the fresh water. The dual-colored eyes she bore closed tightly as she tilted her head to avoid getting anything in those brilliant eyes. "Nice splash, good job!" She complimented as she re-opened her eyes as the water settled.

The two wolves waded in the water for a moment as they adjusted themselves to keep their bodies afloat, and they soon started more conversation. "Yeah, sorta. It requires timing, focus, speed, precision - all the same factors. Only difference is that," she splashed the water again with a grin, making sure to get Akrael's head even more wet as her muddy paw came down ontop of the female's forehead, sliding mud down to her nose. Saphira giggled at the sight. It made her fur stand up in a funny way like a mohawk down her face instead of on the top of her head. It was innocent and silly, but she'd need to clean it off before it hardened or she'd have a funny look for awhile still. "Camo mode." The Descai member defended herself, even though it clearly wasn't her real reason. Saphira watched her new friend circle around to properly face the otters. Their hunt was about to begin.

Saphira raised a brow as she said, "So here's what we're gonna do. These otters are obviously aware we're here, so the level of difficult went up." Totally her fault for all the splashing, screaming and romping. She pointed her nose down at the water. "We'll go under, swim up under them, and grab them while they're floating about on their backs all lazy. Don't be afraid of their claws, nothing but scratches, promise!" Her reassurance was simply to make Arkrael go along. A scratch was a cut, and if those jaws got hold of her the otter's blood wouldn't be the only blood in the water. Taking in a deep breath, Saphira dove under the water, motioning with her head to the other to follow as she began to swim towards the otters.

As they came under the group of relaxing otters, they not too worried considering the water was their element, Saphira winked her blue eye, and she swam up, breaking the surface and throwing her paws ontop of one of the slick-furred critters. It screamed out in surprise as Saphira bit down on its back, paws smacking her face, her pure white pelt turning red slowly as she thrashed about with the otter, the others scattered. A few seemed to consider helping their family member, but the golden-marked wolf's teeth were flying and tearing at fur, scaring them off. Saphira soon closed her jaws around the otter's throat and it stopped its failing. The hunter parted her jaws and took in a breath, looking to Arkrael, grinning. "See, just gotta catch 'em by surprise!" She panted a bit, looking off after the other otters. "Ah, well they'll come back around. Consider this a demonstration, you'll have your turn later." Closed her jaws around the otter's tail she began to swim towards the riverbank.

As her paws hit dirt and it turned to mud in the wake of her steps, she gave the otter a sharp tug, huffing at the weight change. Dragging it across the dirt was a lot harder than pawing it forward as they swam! Finally, Saphira released the freshly hunted otter and let herself pant a bit before smiling up at Arkrael. "Lunch time." She giggled, her tail wagging as she lied down and began to pluck off smooth fur. "C'mon, share," she encouraged the shy female to join her in their feast.