Come Back [open]

[Arche]

He had not been here very long, at least not as long as he could have been, had he never left in the first place. And yet, everything still seemed so familiar. The trees, the grass, the creatures that scurried here and there to their homes or temporary shelters from the summer's heat. It was all so calm and it felt like home. Finally. Still, he had not seen any other members of his father's pack. Did his family still survive here? Were they avoiding him? Did they even know that he survived? He frowned, lowering his head to the ground in front of him as his large paws carried him across the Airila terrain. This place, the forest and territory that he had abandoned so long ago, it seemed to welcome him back with open arms as if he had never disappeared. But what right did he have to call this home? Why should he have been welcomed back into his father's pack?

He killed his mother. Not directly, but he was the reason she was dead. He had stolen her from her family and ended her life. The guilt and pain stabbed at his gut as he picked up his pace, trying to focus on finding some sort of meal instead. He knew that small prey would be simple to pick up here, but with the way he had been trampling about a few moments ago, he knew he would have to move quietly for at least a little while before the forest settled into the silence once more. A soft sigh left his muzzle as his eyes searched around him, trying to pick up any signs of prey that had not yet been alerted of his presence. He was truly hard to miss, though, for with his large size and still bushy coat - even with the summer shedding - made it hard for him to hide himself away in order to hunt.

Eventually, he spotted an unsuspecting squirrel up ahead. It seemed to be eating something, and though they typically took shelter up in the trees for their meals, this one was almost a perfect target for the now-crouching male wolf. He edged forward, careful to avoid stepping on anything that might alert the creature of his presence, but just as he was about to pounce, the bold and obnoxious cawing of a nearby bird sent the red-hued creature scurrying into the safety of the nearest tree. He snarled his frustration at the bird, though it only seemed amused by his plight and called back at him with equal enthusiasm. So, instead of arguing further, he sat down, sighing heavily and turning his head to pull some of the tufts of shedding fur out of his coat around his right shoulder.

Words: 463
Tags: Anyone
Muse: Medium
Notes: I need more threads with Arche. Anyone is welcome to join in ^.^

[Alina]

Alina trotted along the forest floor remembering all of the things that Kujo had showed her beneath these trees. He had a passion for nature that drove him to discover new a beautiful things. Wanting to learn more about all of the places he had explored Alina had made him her friend deciding that she wanted to explore with him. She giggled thinking of the time they had slept side by side looking up at all of the stars as they twinkled in the sky. She had come to love that view wishing it could be the same very night. Kujo had been such a good friend to her these past months that she wondered how she could have been blessed with such a good friend. Her tail wagged incessantly as she hurried along her usual route. She loved to walk about these woods and explore even though she had seen this landscape many time before.

This time as she tromped about she came across a new smell coming from a tuft of grey and white fur. The summer months had come meaning that most wolves were in full shed so fur was all over near where they slept. This fur however had an unusual smell to it, one that was both foreign and familiar. It smelled similar to Toiro and Kujo, but something was off about it. The pack smell was missing. The smell that marked each and every wolf in the pack as belonging to Airila. Keeping her past a a steady trot she followed the scent accompanied by the tufts of fur. When she finally spotted the stranger he seemed agitated, pulling fur out of his shoulder. It was almost comical the way he seemed to tear his coat away from his skin. Alina could barely contain her excitement as she crept closer until she was only a few feet away from him. "Hello! My name is Alina." She would save her questions for a few minutes before bombarding him with her curiosity.

Arche

[Arche]

He took his time, pulling tuft after tuft of fur out of his shoulder until the sound, sight, and smell of another wolf pulled him back to the present and reality. His head lifted, a clump of fur hanging from his teeth as the female spoke and came closer. His ears perked, head tilting slightly and tongue poking out in an attempt to spit out the fur that he held in his jaws. Of course, this was like taking a bite of meat that was covered in fur, so he had to stick his tongue out several time to free his mouth of the strange feeling texture that was his winter coat. This process led to a sneeze, and the power of it pushed him slightly to his feet before he lowered his rump back to the ground beneath him. Finally, his eyes returned to the female's form. She was smaller than him, but he had gotten his size from his father, so it was not at all surprising to see another wolf that did not quite reach his height.

His nose was free of fur now, and his nostrils flared to pick up her scent. She was covered with both his family's scent, as well as Airila's. "Hello there." He said, lifting his head to sit up straight and offer her a small smile. He was still uncomfortable around other wolves, but he owed it to his father to at least try to get to know their pack. Especially if he had any hope for a right to stay. "I'm Arche, son of Toiro." He said, wondering if she would even know who he was. Perhaps there had been stories? Maybe they all knew how he had abandoned them after he caused his mother's death. Either way, he smiled at her and held his head high, hoping that if he could not believe that he belonged here himself, perhaps he could at least convince her of it.

Words: 328
Tags: Alina
Muse: Low
Notes: n/a

[Alina]

Alina smiled at him recognizing who he was. Kujo had spoken of his brother and Alina was just now realizing that he was one of them. He was handsome like his brother with an easy smile and a seemingly sweet temperament. "I am close friends with your brother Kujo. It is nice to meet you Arche." She hadn't met any of Kujo's other siblings, but she always figured that she had more time to meet the rest of her pack mates. She had only been a part of Airila for a few months now. Grinning she moved a little closer nuzzling the stranger. Some would perceive her boldness as coy or flirtatious, but Alina was truly just too friendly. She saw nothing wrong with her display of affection for she truly like Arche even though they had just met.

She was brimming with curiosity about what had taken him from the pack. "So where have you been? What brought you back? Are you going to rejoin?" Alina didn't doubt that Toiro would deny his son reentry into the pack if that was something that he really wanted. Besides Kujo would probably like to have his brother back and Alina loved when Kujo was happy. He was a pure soul so alike herself in his purity of mind and intention. He always sought to see the true beauty and nature of things. Stepping back she gave him another smile, her cheeks almost hurting with the effort. "You must have seen some beautiful places on your travels." Alina always wanted to explore the vastness of this continent, but she was too small and the journey was a little daunting. Perhaps one day she would be able to convince Thor to take her around the continent to see all of the sights.

"It is good that you are back."

Arche

[Arche]

They were still here, his family, his brothers. He could not help but relax slightly as she spoke the words. He looked down at her, tilting his head as she moved closer and tensing slightly as she nuzzled him. They were pack mates, but he had not expected such sudden displays of affection from anyone, even his family. He swallowed a bit nervously as she spoke, his green eyes watching her form curiously as he sat there momentarily at a loss for words. But then they came, the questions that he was dreading the need to answer. He knew the majority of the pack that knew about him would want to know, but that did not mean he was excited to give out the answer, especially the whole truth. "So where have you been? What brought you back? Are you going to rejoin?" He swallowed again, closing his eyes for a moment and sighing heavily.

"I have been spending time in several places. I came back for my family, for Airila. My father has already accepted me back into the pack's ranks." He said, frowning as he remembered the anxiety that he had felt when he had approached the pack's border again. He had no idea whether or not his father would allow him back in the pack, but he was grateful that he had. He did not know where he would be if it were not for Airila. Hell, he would probably wander alone for the rest of his life had Toiro turned him away. "It is good that you are back." He smiled, looking back down at her again and letting his tail wag slightly. He did not know a lot about this female, but he could already tell that he liked her and appreciated her company. "How long have you been a member of Airila? And how is my family? My father is the only one I have spoken with since I returned." He asked, tilting his head and pressing his nose lightly against the base of her ear. She was so close, he could not help it. Plus, it helped him memorize her scent for future use if necessary.

Words: 363
Tags: Alina
Muse: Low
Notes: Think we could end this soon? I don't really know where else to go with it.