got a feeling that i'm going under [nymph]

[Solitaire]

[ male ] [ three ] [ loner ] [ cobryn x enigma ]

He missed what he had once had, the things he had almost had. Missed it all on a deep and profound level, something that cut right to the marrow of his bones. He longed to belong again, to see what was left of his family, as little as it was anymore. Solitaire felt cheated of so much, but life was often unfair, and he did not think there was a way back to where he had come from. Not without possible death involved, and Solitaire was too young for that kind of risk. There were possiblities in a new home, a land far, far away from where he had been born. He was still first and foremost a healer, and most packs found them to be of some worth, right? At least this was how he had been raised to believe. Why wouldn't it be so in any other place?

Of course Solitaire knew nothing of this place or the inhabitants, and he supposed that meant there were endless risks and chances to find or be thrust into. Solitaire was trying to be optimistic about the situation, but that did not negate his caution, the general lack of trust for others. He had been through a good share of discourgaging situations in his few years, and much of it weighed heavily upon him now. It showed in the way he moved, the lines and angles of his face, the shadow in his gaze. He could have been capable of so many great things, or so he felt back before all his plans fell apart. They hadn't been big plans, either. Keep up his medical duties to the pack and stay in rank. There hadn't been any higher to go as a healer...

There could have been a litter of pups to dote upon, if only Ambrosia hadn't vanished. Solitaire didn't want to think that she had done it on purpose. The idea that such a kind female would try to tear apart his family like that.. it was unfathomable to him. If he let himself believe she had planned it that way, betrayed them.. maybe Solitaire would never be able to trust another female again. Or anyone else, and what good would that do him? None. He already had enough problems with trust. The thoughts of broken dreams tumbled through his mind as he ambled along, head dipped toward the ground and nose twitching at the scents he was picking up. He was alert, but it was a strange place, and there was no knowing who or what might be out here. Best to be on his toes.

[Nymph]

It's been awhile since she's left the safety of the pack lands but it was necessary for the healer to go beyond them in search of plants that just didn't grow in Airila. But she had told a couple of wolves of her departure, especially Audas so that her disappearance wouldn't be a concern. And if she took to long, they knew where she was going and could come after her just in case the small female came across trouble. 

Nevertheless, she was enjoying herself out here, this place used to be so familiar to her as she spent a great deal of her life in this particular territory and it was fun to go down memory lane. This place was beautiful in summer with its vibrant greens but it held a more muted beauty as those colors faded and replaced by winters palette. She couldn't wait for it to snow, a thick pelt like hers protected her from the bitter cold and she actually could enjoy it unlike so many others. 

In her search, the little female spotted a fellow lupine and paused as she decided if she should walk up and speak to him or go about her duties. There was once a time when she would have just passed by out of shyness but the pack taught her to be brave. Emerald green eyes looked him over trying to judge of he would be ok if she spoke to him or if he was at threat. Honestly, she couldn't tell though. 

Deciding on a whim, the fluffy white female bounced over and found him to be a fascinatingly painted male. Since she was simply white with no lovely colors of here own, Nymph was easily excited to look at another's beautiful hues. Her mate was one blessed with many shades and she often complimented him on it. But this strangers pelt was amazing, while mostly white he still boasted silvers and blacks even a handsome mask over his eyes. 

Smiling in friendly manner with a flick of her fluffy banner, Nymph issued a simple greeting. "Hello there." Standing a safe distance away just in case her company was not going to be tolerated, Nymph waited to see what would happen next.

Solitaire

OOC: I'm very sorry I didn't get to this like I promised. A bunch of stuff came up after work, so sorry I made you wait.

[Solitaire]

[ male ] [ three ] [ loner ] [ cobryn x enigma ]

Solitaire had never lived within a pack so tightly wound to staying in one area as a whole. Sure, there was always the few that wouldn't roam much at at, but it was still an option for those with wandering paws. Solitaire would have his own issues with such a thing for the mere need to find all the herbs and plants one area alone could not give. Of course that would be if he was brought into a pack here. Solitaire was open to the idea, but not sure if he wanted to jump into such things head first without having more of an idea on what types of wolves lived in this strange land.

That, and Solitaire had been raised to be a roaming sort of creature. He would hold fast and loyal ties to a pack, that shouldn't be in question (his heart still belonged to Glorall, where he'd been born, but that was no longer a valid option). Perhaps what he needed was time to heal from all the terrible things that had come to his life in the past months. There were plants to help the stress, to give him a calmer mindset (great for the birthing mothers in the past, and he'd nearly tried to give some to Eden after the male's worry on Achlys' birthing..), so Solitaire could go on the lookout for that sort of thing.

Even the use of a poppy or gardenia to relieve anxiety, or maybe a snapdragon to induce calm was one of the things that had drawn him to the place flowers grew, though the pending onset of Winter was going to give some lack to what he might find here. It made him miss his plant den, everything stored in it's place, depending on what it did. He'd smelled pretty good while sleeping in that den, though Eden had moved him closer to Achlys to keep an eye on her, and the one filled with herbs and plants was simply a storage space for what was needed for his occupation.

It was a safe mindset, no matter who he was around, when there was healing to be done, Solitaire was as clear headed as could be. Something that seemed to vanish in other situations, but Solitaire had been through enough that without a true focus, things often got uncertain for him. Not even the search for certain plowers was going to help him now; only prove as a way to try and self distract from his own internal discomfort. The kind that came when he noticed the approach of a female. Solitaire felt frozen in place, nose still lowered to a half wilted shrub.

She looked friendly enough, but with what had been down with the vagabonds, Solitaire knew not to trust that right off. Even so, it would not stop him from being friendly in return, as shy as he might be about it. He returned the tail flick with a wag of his own; ears swiveling at her words. "Hello." He responded, wondering what else he should say, if anything. Finally, he settled for something direct enough on what he was doing. "Have you seen any snapdragons or gardenias around here?" It was a start, and maybe it would even help to consume them for this very conversation.

[Nymph]

Tilting her head with a small smile the bouncy Arctic girl watched what his reaction may be and hoped it was positive. Either way she had admit he was unique, "I like your mask." She said simply, not meaning to come across as odd but her sudden outbursts of thought sometimes struck others that way. Even though she was close to five years of age, Nymph expelled an electric energy akin to that of a pup.

Her smile widened when he asked after plants, having a knowledge of such things made her like him. Healers were fun to talk to since they had a firm grasp on what one was talking about. Not that she minded explaining or teaching, but it was a nice change of pace. 

She made a small face of uncertainty before she answered, "They would be hard to find right now. But there is a brook not far from here that, if memory serves me correctly, promised snapdragons in spring, maybe the roots could be found there. I can show you if you'd like, it's not far. But if you're the independent type, that's fine." That last sentence was uttered in a teasing tone, she wanted to play and her built up energy was making it impossible to stand still so she fidgeted by shifting her weight back and forth on her paws making her little body move in a silly little dance.

"Oh!" Barking in sudden realization, the green eyed girl stopped moving altogether and looked at the male, "I'm sorry. I never introduced myself, I'm Nymph, Healer and Gatherer of Airila. If you can't find certain plants, I probably have them in my stock at home and I could bring you some, unless you wished to follow me there but I know most loners aren't keen about walking into a pack boundary." She stopped once she realized she may have uttered an accidental insult, "I mean...I guess I assumed you are a loner...you don't smell like a pack. Oh! Not that this is a bad thing. I just meant....never mind..." Her excited nature so often caused her to stumble of her own words. Audas never minded but she had to remember many wolves may not take her rambling so sweetly.

@solitatire 
OOC: she's a bit excitable..hopefully she doesn't freak him out to much,