Curiosity Kills [Open]

[Eve]

Everyday was the same. Living in the dark damp caverns provided little fun for the boisterous pup. Eve was an interesting character. Already at three months of age she was becoming quite large, larger than the average size wolf pup. She was hovering past her mother's height and was even beginning to rival her in weight with the ferocious appetite that she carried. She was lanky and darker than the night itself, a picture of her father except for the shocking green emeralds that illuminated her face. A perfect mixture of the two and it seemed that she carried both of their personalities. Her attitude however could be overwhelming to others at time. She could be considered a bully on her bad days, but the sweetest angel on her good ones. She hardly paid much attention to whether she was actually bothering someone, so long as she was having a good time she didn't care. Eve did love her siblings however, and her slightly older siblings that belonged to Mother Messoria. Nimue was just as big as her and Imre, and it made it much more fun when it came to playing. Eve didn't have to worry about breaking her, and it was great seeing someone who was just as big as her. She knew that there was another large female roaming Ina'mos, a pup named Lilith who was the daughter of Mother Datura and their alpha Goliath. Royal blood is what she had been referred to but Eve didn't give a rat's ass about any of that. Lilith, Nimue, and herself were all in the same category in her eyes, and she didn't think of them as any better than her. She only saw them as competition.

Everyone was competition to Eve. Not just the females. All of the males were her competition as well. If she wanted to live up to the high standards of Kaiors she had to fight just as nasty as the boys, if not nastier. Today was a day that she would be perfecting that skill. She was going to the swamps for a reason. Crocidles roamed the damp murky areas of the swamp and Eve was intrigued by them. She wanted to "play" with one and fear didn't even cross her mind. Granted it was a very dangerous game to be playing but one that she loved. Her mother could not discipline her to stay away from the dangers of the land, it was a part of life. And Eve had a smart enough head on her shoulders to know who to pick her battles with. She also knew when to retreat from such an animal. But it was always fun pissing the things off. Today that was her goal. Perhaps she could find an angry mother, now that would pass the time. She was accustomed to sneaking out of the den, she did it almost every morning bright and early. She was sure she would get scolded later on in the evening but she knew her mother secretly didn't care. So long as Eve was staying out of trouble she could have her freedom. She rose silently from between her two brothers and climbed over them. She was the picture of grace and beauty as she moved out of the caverns, tip toeing past all the other mothers and pups. She did not want to wake any of them and risk being caught. As soon as she got outside she was homeward bound. Her long limbs ached to stretch and soon enough she was galloping full throttle, taking off towards the swamp. Her tongue lolled from her mouth and the wind caressed her fur, she even laughed to herself once. She would be damned if she was going to be staying inside all day. She knew she had reached the swamps when the smell hit her nose, it was murky and there seemed to be a bit of fog lying over the land. It was no issue to her however, she needed to be able to adjust to such a thing. She slowed down then, coming to a halt as she tipped her muzzle up to smell the air around her. So far so good, she was all alone which was exactly what she wanted.

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notes; open open open.. Eve is getting herself into some trouble today
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She didn’t mean to do bad things. They just… sort of happened. Morrigan wasn’t a bad pup, really. She was just over three months old, and while she was normally an obedient girl, she had been lured out of the den before the others awoke. The only time the gaping cavern wasn’t filled with the screams and growls of the Kairos youth was in the early morning hours, when pups and mothers alike remained fast asleep. It was the only time that Morrigan found peace and quiet, and she relished it when she was brave enough to sneak out. She didn’t depart every morning, knowing that if she pushed her luck, she would eventually be caught. Her mother had caught her once before, though that time, the dark pup hadn’t gone very far.

Today, however, Morrigan was venturing out a little further than usual. She sought a part of the island that wasn’t terribly far, but was considered, at least by some of the adults, to be a terrible place. At least, it was terrible for pups. It was very dangerous there, she was warned, filled with beasts that would sooner rip her to shreds than look at her. This seemed like an odd notion to Morrigan, but she figured it was because the crocodiles didn’t speak like them, and maybe her intentions would be lose in translation. Even still, she thought it was worth a try. She could only begin to imagine the amazing stories a crocodile would tell. Maybe all she had to do was ask politely.

Undoubtedly, the pup had a lot of maturing to do, both mentally and physically. She was a large pup, even at only a few months old, it was evident that she had inherited her father’s blessed size. She didn’t want to be a warrior, though. She wanted something else… She just hadn’t figured out what that something else could be just yet. She was an intelligent child, but still young, and quite naïve. As she approached the swamp, apprehension set in, and her pace slowed to that of a snail – slow, cautious, and looking all over the place, pale blue eyes wide open. Just in case.

The other pup was nearly invisible in the dark swamp, and Morrigan might not have noticed her at all if she hadn’t spotted a flash of bright emerald through the twisting vines that enveloped the mangrove trees growing all around. With a blink, she started forward. ”Eve?”

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ooc: I left the nature of their relationship vague, in case you want them to already be friends or at least know each other. Up to you!  Also sorry it's short.

[Eve]

She was blissfully on her way to hunting one of the huge crocodiles when a different scent blew across the wind. Her auds perked curiously. It was a vaguely familiar scent, one that smelled of the caverns that she resided in but it was not one of her siblings. Instead it was one of her adoptive siblings. Eve? She halted in her tracks entirely then and lifted her skull to stare in the direction that the voice had come from. It was none other then Morrigan, one of Messoria's daughters. Eve instantly recognized her considering that their litters had been practically raised with one another. Although Morrigan was a month older then her Eve was larger, which was not surprising considering the size of her father. But both the females had been blessed with increased size and so they were not petite pups at all. Eve was already quite a bit larger than her mother, and was continuing to grow with each passing day. It did not take long for Eve to close the distance between herself and Morrigan and an easy smile crept across her maw. What are you doing out here so early? She asked with a hint of mischief to her words. It was not everyday that someone joined her out here at the crack of dawn. But Morrigan was unmistakable with her dappled hide, and sometimes Eve was almost envious of the interesting color that Morrigan had been graced with. Fawn also had a pelt with dapples which almost all of the mothers seemed to adore. Eve on the other hand was just plain ebony, just like her father, or so she had been told. She had yet to see her father and didn't intend on meeting him anytime soon. From what she had heard all of her half siblings hadn't met him either- so it wasn't like anyone else was more special than she. She continued to close the distance until she was standing right alongside her, her head raised a fraction above Morrigan's due to height. She lowered her muzzle to brush Morrigan's ear with her nose, a brief sign of affection. To anyone else Eve could have been a severe bitch, arrogant and uncaring- but to her half siblings she was partially decent.

She retracted her muzzle then, her nares filled with the scent of Morrigan's fur. She glanced around them to be absolutely sure that they were alone. She had been completely unaware of Morrigan's presence until she had spoken, which was negligence on her behalf. She had to do a better job, especially if she wanted to partake in the Agoge eventually. What do ya say about chasing the crocs? She asked with a grin across her face. Her tail began to wag with her excitement and she waited for a response from Morrigan before pulling her haunches beneath her. Eve hadn't spent much time with her older adoptive siblings recently and she looked forward to the little bit of time that she could spend. Their mothers had pretty much raised them together and it was always welcome when she got to spend some time with them. Eve glanced around her one last time before standing and heading off in the direction that she was originally heading in, knowing that if Morrigan was interested in participating she would surely follow suit.

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notes; no worries. I saw your open thread for Morrigan's half siblings and was going to respond but saw you replied here lol
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Morrigan smiled as Eve noticed her, recognition instantaneous between the two. She had spent plenty of time with Eve before – sometimes, even more than her own siblings, since many of her brothers and sisters were not interested in playing with Morrigan. ”What are you doing out here so early?” "I couldn't sleep. The boys were snoring," she said with a wrinkled nose and a giggle.

Eve had never been mean to Morrigan, but the daughter of Goliath had seen with her own eyes what Eve was capable. From a young age, the green-eyed giant looked as if she should fit in with the older pups, though Eve had been routinely ignored by the oldest of Kairos’ youth. Datura’s pups were much worse, more violent and always wild, but Eve seemed determined to keep up with the older kids. She never turned down an opportunity to wrestle. Morrigan was playful too, and she wasn’t small, so she could hold her own when the play fighting began. But her ambitions were different from Eve’s quest to become a warrior, in spite of their pack’s ideals. Morrigan’s purpose was less overt to her, still uncertain on her part in Kairos, and whether or not she wanted the same for herself that her mother had chosen for her life.

For now, Morrigan did everything she could not to think about the future waiting for them when they grew up – and they were already big wolves. Eve was taller than she was, enough to someday rival the males born into their pack of conquerors and warriors. Her smile widened unconsciously as she felt Eve touched her ear, and she raised her muzzle to nudge Eve’s neck with her muzzle. The thought of Eve as a submissive, sweet mate to one of her half-brothers amused her, but since Eve was one of the few pups there that wasn’t related to Goliath, she would likely be chosen by one of the giants of Kairos when she was old enough to reproduce.

”What do ya say about chasing the crocs?” Her ears pricked forward as the words escaped the mouth of her companion, unable to hide her surprise at Eve’s suggestion. ”Really?” Her expression was part curiosity, part concern – it didn’t sound like a very good idea to Morrigan, but she didn’t want to say so aloud. Eve was a strong-willed femme, and Morrigan suspected she was not open to criticism. It was a brave thing to do, but also foolish, especially in the darkness. ”Maybe we should wait. You know. So if there’s more than us, maybe it’ll be easier.”

”We could do something else. Like…” Her words tapered off as the cogs within her mind worked overtime. Then she got an idea, and her worried visage melted into another soft smile. She could be mischievous, too. If they got caught, they would already be in trouble… So, logically, Morrigan decided, it was only right to stray just a little bit further out. ”We could go all the way through the swamp to the other side. You know, the very, very tip of the island. Maybe we could see Vor’asa from there.” There were corners of the island that Morrigan had not yet explored, and her youthful curiosity won out over her desire to be obedient. Just this once wouldn’t hurt. She was aware of the dangers beyond the protection of their mothers’ attentive watch – but certainly, whatever hazards lurked beyond the swamp couldn’t be as bad as a crocodile. She wasn’t ready to become a giant lizard’s snack that day.

She jumped forward, mud clinging to all four of her oversized paws as she bounded away from her friend. ”Come on! I’ll bet I can get there before you,” she said with a grin. She knew that Eve was not one to turn down a challenge, and while Morrigan was not quite as competitive as the dark pup, she was trying her best to distract Eve, to carefully dissuade her from embarking on a fool’s errand.


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