Field of Dreams (Closed)

[Journey]

The day had been long, full of walking and not much else. Journey and her brother Summit had taken advantage of the beautiful day they were given, but nothing could last forever, and the sun was rapidly escaping their sight as it began to dip down below the trees. The two seperated briefly, planning to come back together when one or the other found a suitable place to bed down, and Journey set her sights on the sparkling river.

Before she was able to lower her muzzle and drink, the she-wolf spotted an irresistible opportunity--just beyond the bend of the river lay a sleeping fawn, big enough to be a decent meal and small enough to be catchable, and not paying attention to boot. With crouched form and green eyes focused, the female slid forward, inching closer and closer to her quarry. But luck was not on her side, and the premature screeching of a waking owl acted as an alarm, causing the deer to shoot up and away, barely registering the real danger out of fright.

With a snarl Journey set her paws heavily to the ground and dashed forward, cursing her size disadvantage as the young creature steadily moved away from her, gaining distance from its incredibly long legs. Still the foolish wolf continued the chase, until she left the river and found herself running through a field of flowers, the reds and golds and greens all mixing together as she sped past them. When the potential meal darted behind more trees and out of sight, the white wolf slowed to a trot and stopped, panting heavily from the effort of trying to keep up with her escaped meal.

The sun was hidden now, but light still permeated the field surrounding her, and she glanced in several directions before stopping short, her eyes training upon a lupine form watching her. Blue eyes peeked out from a white and gray face, and Journey flattened her ears to the back of her skull, instinct lifting her lip from her teeth as she observed her observer, nostrils flaring to pick up a feminine and airy scent. The stranger did nothing as Journey met her eyes, and as she realized no threat was imminent, the spotted female lowered her lips and focused on getting her lungs relaxed, realizing that a potential friend could only help she and Summit along their trek.

"You could have helped, you know," Journey called in her deep and soothing voice, flicking her ears back to the top of her head as she settled herself down to the ground, unwilling to move closer despite the hefty distance between the two wolves. "I lead him straight to you."

Words || Nope
Tags || @sunny
Notes || Here you are love.< 3 I did my best without ghosting Sunny. xD

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In the late afternoon, warm and pleasant, the air was heavy with perfume. Countless flowers bloomed in the meadow she had happened upon, impossibly colorful and vibrant. She stood in the middle of the field, taking in each color – the orange petals of poppies, the vivid yellows of hibiscus flowers, the lush amethyst shades of wild iris. It was so beautiful a scene, perfectly picturesque, that it seemed like something out of dream.

But Sunny was not a dreamer. She was pragmatic, guarded and detached. If the beauty of the meadow brought her any pleasure, her face did not show it. Spring had always been her favorite time of the year. For one, her fur grew thicker in the winter, and it became tedious to groom. As the season was growing warmer, her fur, like that of other wolves, had begun to shed – which was also an inconvenience, but it was better than the ice and snow. As her name suggested, she preferred the warmer months and the steady sunshine they produced.

Her journey had taken her to the north, where no packs staked their claim. In one direction, she could see the mountain tops of the Oriens, still capped with snow on their highest summits. Further north, she would reach the farthest area of Anikira, and the endless sea that stretched out beyond her imagination. In the east… Her eyes narrowed when she spotted it, white with grayish brown splotches, apparently eyeing a fawn that had somehow escaped Sunny’s attention.

As quickly as she had noticed it, the fawn was gone, and the lupine figure failed to catch it. Sunny merely watched the wolf, who she guessed was a female from her scent, even from a distance. She was losing interest, ready to depart the scene when she heard: "You could have helped, you know.” The girl’s voice captured Sunny’s attention, and her focus slowly turned back to the white wolfess, apparently annoyed by the lack of involvement on Sunny’s part. She nearly laughed aloud when the stranger spoke again: "I lead him straight to you."

”Could I?” There was a teasing tint to her words. It was very naïve of the young femme to believe Sunny would help her when it clearly did not benefit her to participate. The fawn was scarcely big enough to feed one, and certainly not large enough to feed them both. Still, now that she knew the other had noticed her, she had nothing to hide. Her movements were patient, each step accentuating her feminine physique.  It was clear that the masked girl before her was inexperienced when it came to strangers, and as she stepped closer to fill the gap between them, she watched carefully to see how the white female would react. ”We could go after it. The little shit couldn’t have made it too far by now, with those scrawny legs on it.” Her crass statement caused the female’s smile to widen across her pale maw, and she offered a brazen wink to the unwitting stranger.

In hindsight, Sunny would never be certain if it was mere boredom or something more that lead her to speak again, unaware of the consequences their acquaintanceship would produce.  "It's not too late to give it a try.  Or maybe something that would actually be filling?  What do you say?"

tag: Journey

ooc: wooooo!

[Journey]

Journey took in the appearance of the wolf who slowly approached her, body settled on the ground and comfortable but not remotely relaxed; her muscles were taut, ready to pull her into action as she had been taught. Her father had not trained her to take chances, but action, though only when neccessary. This stranger was no threat to her, not really, but there was no harm in being prepared. Readiness was key.

The striped coat of the other female nearly dripped with excess fur from her shed, but the effect of her casual, almost sensual walk was not lost on the other. Green eyes watched the slightly smaller form approach, and tall brown ears listened as words escaped the other's mouth, amused and playful. Journey's fur bristled slightly, but she suppressed the motion quickly, smashing her instinct back down. There was something about this female that rubbed her the wrong way while simultaneously intriguing her.

She was clearly fearless, casual and calm and carefree. The fawn, evidently, had not even occurred to her as a prey item, which indicated that she was better fed than Journey and her brother. And she jumped immediately into a potential situation that would bring action to their meeting, as opposed to apologizing or playing in to the banter. She even suggested more ample prey, something that piqued Jo's interest more than it triggered her suspicion.

"Something worth more than two bites would be useful, I suppose," Journey said after a beat, cocking her head to the side as she again met those brilliant blue eyes, drawn inexplicably to them as she spoke. "Though I don't make a habit of hunting with strangers. Who are you?" The question was blunt but not rude, and her tone raised in pitch as her interest did the same. Whoever this female was, Journey was curious, and her rumbling stomach did not concern her any longer.

Tags || @sunny
Notes || Bwoop

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”My name is Sunny, a humble no one from no place at all. And what may I call you, fair lady?”

She lowered her chin in a gesture that resembled a polite bow, her grinning expression unwavering. She could be coarse one moment, and the next, as polite as a meek pack wolf. But Sunny was the polar opposite of the types the packs were made of. She found the unknown girl to be amusing – forthright when she had no right to be, and foolishly audacious – and endearing in some vague way. A girl like this one was not destined to go far in the savage world of Anikira. The nameless one should have trusted her instinct and left, but instead she stayed. Sunny’s smile spread.

She paused to shake the loose fur from her pelt before proceeding, sending white and gray fur flying from her form. ”If only it was never winter at all. Quite an inconvenience,” she commented wryly. ”Do you come from the cold lands?” She was not entirely interested in the other’s response, but felt she should ask it nonetheless. It was not often that Sunny even bothered to ask about the strangers she encountered, but the night was still hours away, and besides, the stranger could be useful.

Now that her fur was temporarily clear, she began to stroll in the other’s direction. The female’s eyes were a rich shade of emerald, mysterious and cautious. Sunny seemed fixated upon the she-wolf’s bright eyes as she padded closer to her. Though she had agreed to hunt, her slow was leisurely and comfortable as she meandered by the fae, close enough to touch. She was obviously in no rush to be anywhere anytime soon.

tag: Journey

ooc note: we're playing out this thread from their history
in the OOC section, so there's no word count required ;]

[Journey]

The other continued to approach, and offered her name freely, easily, as though she had nothing to hide. The relaxed nature of this stranger was incredibly interesting to Journey, as she had led her life with a ready air, not a calm one. Rarely, if ever, had she approached a situation with the outward carelessness that this striped female showed, and as foolish as it seemed, the white wolf was caught up by the way Sunny was acting. Either she was irresponsibly stupid--thought Journey very much doubted this--or she was ridiculously confident in herself.

Pushing aside her suspicions, Journey inhaled the scent of the other again, stronger now that she was so close; too close, really, but she made no move to step away, unwilling to reveal how uncomfortable she was with the minute distance between them. It was a strange sensation, for her to not back away or become defensive, but the situation itself was one she had never been in either. Thus, it stood to reason that she would react differently, she supposed, thought a nagging dread in the back of her mind hovered dangerously to remind her that no stranger should be trusted.

"Sunny... huh. Seems fitting," she said idly, intentionally flicking her eyes up to the sky, then back to the female who stood so close, resisting the urge to move backwards and away from her and instead keeping her rump firmly upon the ground. "You can call me Journey," she responded in kind, nodding her head instead of dipping it as the other had done--doing so likely would have resulted in physical contact, which Journey was not willing to do. She would not move away from this female, but neither would she be the one to accidentally touch her.

The mention of winter brought a smile to Journey's face, though it was small and tentative. It was a smile nonetheless, and the simple act relaxed her more than she realized it could. "I come from a land not far from here, and very cold. I prefer autumn myself, but snow isn't so bad," she said in a much softer tone than she had been using, one slightly wistful and hushed, considering how quietly she could speak while still allowing Sunny to hear her. "What's so bad about winter? Prey is sluggish and easy to find. Ice is fun to slide around on." A bit of a playful tone had worked its way into her voice, to Journey's own surprise; what was it about this Sunny that was causing her to behave this way? She would never be this comfortable around a stranger, nor would she have allowed anyone to get so close to her without a considerable amount of questioning. Something about the easy air around her companion seemed to be rubbing off on the lighter female, and it wasn't something she was opposed to.

Tags || @sunny
Notes || Way to be responsible and explain the lack of word count. We also don't get points for these booooo. Also woops I guess I made it seem like Sunny was practically on her from the beginning TOO BAD I'M NOT FIXING IT

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She may have hesitated if the stranger was male – not that a female was any less than capable of brutality and violence, though the warrior she-wolf was more unusual than her male counterparts. Sunny could tell that the girl was strong, far from a weakling, and she wondered if she had trained in her youth to be a fighter. The Arctic female was brave, apparently. She didn’t budge from where she stood, even though Sunny gave her every reason to lash out against her. Sunny was a stranger, after all, and a rather shameless one at that. She felt less inclined to be flirtatious around the other femme, but her behavior and demeanor was no less scandalous. Her sensuality was innate, and while she laid it on heavy when she needed to make a good impression on random males, it was not something she tried to control.

The white female stated that Sunny’s moniker seemed fitting, and the striped she-wolf shook her head slightly, suppressing a laugh. ”Do you think so?” This one knew nothing about her or her true nature – how could she have any inkling of the monster who stood before her, looking as harmless as a puppy? That was the beauty of strangers. Their assumptions of Sunny were usually far off from the truth. When Journey finally offered her own name, Sunny was impressed. In all of her wandering, she had never met another wolf called Journey, and perhaps due to her own restless nature, she rather enjoyed the implications of the name. ”Journey,” she repeated, testing the word on her tongue with a nod of approval. ”That’s a good name. I like it.” Her compliment was, for once, entirely sincere. It was a strange day in the life and times of Sunny, undoubtedly.

”The snow makes for boring scenery, though. It’s nothing like this.” As she spoke, she took two steps to the right, creating some distance between them again, enough space to lower her head to pluck a mouthful of blossoms. Her head tilted as she dropped them before Journey. The petals trickled delicately from the air, falling upon Journey’s ivory forepaws. ”I’ll take a warm day in the sun to shivering cold in a blizzard. Everything comes back to life in the spring, like rising from the dead. So, perhaps you're right and my name suits me. Is your name equally fitting, Journey?” She was not a wolf prone to philosophy, but every now and then, she surprised even herself. It wasn’t that she failed at being introspective. She just preferred not to dwell on anything. Always, with her eyes to the future.

She paused to see if Journey was the sort of wolfess who preferred to follow or lead. It made no difference to Sunny, who was still debating whether she was willing to see the hunt through to completion, or if she would soon grow bored and leave the new female behind.

Tag: Journey
OOC: It’s goood, Sunny is trying to get all up
in her personal space to see how she’ll react.

[Journey]

Sunny was nearly upon her, and while Journey felt less at ease than usual, she was not frightened of this female, but intrigued by her. It did make her highly uncomfortable to be so close to another--even cold nights spent with Summit were hard for her--but she held that feeling carefully tucked away, unsure if it would be wise to reveal too much of herself to this nosy and confident stranger.

"I rather like my name too, thanks," she replied cooly, nodding an affirmative as well to the fact that Sunny's name seemed to fit her. "Your disposition is sunny, at any rate, even if the rest of you doesn't fit," she added with a bit of harshness, sensing something darker in this female, though it was based purely on suspicion. She was a unique one, that was for sure, but there was something there that Journey couldn't place, and which didn't feel quite right.

When the other female lengthened the distance between them, Journey relaxed a little more, glad to not be practically touching a potentially dangerous companion. The talk of seasons bored her, truthfully, but if Sunny insisted upon continuing the useless banter, she would oblige her. Before she had the chance, however, a bundle of flowers were dropped at her feet, and she stared blankly at them, scowling. She lifted her eyes to Sunny as she delicately lifted first one paw, then the other, moving so that she was no longer touching the petals but neither was she smashing the delicate plants. "Well now you've gone and killed them. What was wrong with where they were?" Journey asked quietly, not truly upset by the loss of a few flowers from a field of many.

Now philosophy spewed forth from the lips of the wolf before her, and Journey's suspicions settled down again at the question posed. She had never thought about her name, not her brother's, as it was not something that she really cared about. Knowing whether or not her name fit her would not win any fights, nor would it bring home any food. "Perhaps you should ask less questions, and answer more," Journey hedged carefully, cocking her head to the side as she studied Sunny for a few heartbeats. "How is it that such an unassuming little wolf like you has made such a peaceful life for herself that she doesn't need to fear anything?"

Tags || @sunny
Notes || Wow that one was bad I'm sorry. Dx

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"Perhaps you should ask less questions, and answer more.” The encounter became more entertaining with every statement the pretty wolf uttered, clearly unsure of what to make of Sunny. A less-than subtle smile cast in the other’s direction, the fae dipped her head in feigned graciousness, words spoken as softly as a lullaby. ”I’ll do whatever you ask of me, Journey.” She enjoyed saying the other’s name. Rather, she enjoyed this female in general. Journey was not as timid as she appeared at first glance.

"How is it that such an unassuming little wolf like you has made such a peaceful life for herself that she doesn't need to fear anything?" Sunny turned away from the stranger, intending to begin their hunt sooner rather than later. Still, she could not resist offering an answer, peering over her shoulder to see if the other would indeed follow. ”I stay out of trouble when I can, which is remarkably often, with the knowledge that if I should die, then I guess that’s just it. I dread the pain, as anyone might, but I don’t fear the end result. Sometimes I wonder how I’ve made it this far,” she commented with the hint of laughter tinting her words. Her attention shifted then to the task at hand, and whether Journey would prove herself worthy.


The search for prey had been short-lived, and the hunt even shorter. A large buck was enough to sate the appetites of the female, and a kill as large would be impossible to take down alone. Journey was stronger than she appeared, an adept hunter. As Sunny licked the last remnants of blood from her form, she remarked without looking up from her deed. ”You were impressive. Well,” she began lazily. ”Where are you heading to next?”


Journey

[Journey]

Journey watched Sunny quietly as she spoke, feeling something strange as the smaller female spoke her name. It was said in a fairly normal tone, but something about the other female's voice prickled the fur along the back of her neck, and she resisted the urge to shake her pelt. Clearly there was nothing touching her, as strongly as she felt there was, and showing any uncomfortableness would only intrigue the mottled wolf more, which Journey was not so sure she wanted. So she avoided the motion, instead focusing on lifting her form from the ground, as Sunny was ready to get going.

"I may have only just met you," Journey stated plainly, following the other as though they had known each other for weeks, "but I'm having trouble believing someone like you could ever stay out of trouble for long. Though I have no doubt you could worm your way out of it." The last words came with a small smirk, one that Journey revealed mostly to Sunny's leaving form rather than where the other could see. There was something about this stranger that Journey felt inexplicably drawn to, which was obvious from the way she was blindly following along into what could very well be a trap. As long as she kept her senses alert and aware of her surroundings, no harm would come to her; Journey and Summit had been traveling for a while on their own, and they would not have gotten this far without paying attention.



Their short-lived hunt paid off grandly, and Journey was as impressed with Sunny as she was with how well the two of them took down the buck together. They were similar in size and physical prowess, evidently, and their reward lay cooling between them. "I will admit that you, also, are quite talented," Journey said lightly, a genuine though small smile making its way onto her face as adrenaline from the hunt flowed gently out of her with each slightly heavy breath. "I don't think I have a plan as to where I'm going," she added after a bit, glancing at the carcass between them and debating whether she should take a bite before continuing to speak. "My brother and I... well. We're just wandering, I suppose."

After she mentioned Summit, Journey felt a tinge of guilt; she had left him a good while ago, intent on searching for shelter and perhaps a meal, and had went much farther than she intended. But he was an adult, and if he felt the need to find her, he would. While she dismissed that thought, the wolf grabbed a hold of the lean neck muscle of the deer and sliced her teeth neatly through the still-warm flesh, ignoring the rough taste of the fur and focusing on the savory meat beneath.

Tags || @sunny