Changes [Skye/Nimue]

[Silver]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Without waiting for a definite reply, Silver led Skye towards the Ananke border, gently carrying a spitting cobra in her mouth to speed things up. The sun had began to set, its dying rays making Silver's usually dull grey fur gleam the colour of her namesake. She occasionally glanced back to ensure that Skye was following, and she did, with a newfound curiosity about pack life. Silver decided that she would have to ask her about her initial repulsion to packs sometime.

Hitting the invisible boundary, Silver stopped, taking a brief moment to add a mark on the border as Skye caught up. She set down Duarte and he slithered into the grasses, appreciating not being carried like a baby anymore. Once the smaller femme was by Silver's side, the larger female asked a question that did not need an answer but needed to be asked regardless.

"You ready?"

Just as she had done before, the huntress did not wait for a reply, instead looking up at the sky streaked with gold and pink hues. It was pretty, and the wolf paused for a moment to admire its colours. Then, with a strong, definitive beckoning, the Ananke Hunter let rip a howl of calling, the song spreading through the winter air. Hopefully Nimue or even the strangely absent Morrigan would answer, although any fellow pack member might help convince the pack-curious female beside Silver.

Then she lowered her silver head and gave a blue-gold glance briefly to Duarte, making sure that he was not slithering off or now deciding to attack Skye. The call echoed for a very brief moment afterwards when it quietened down and it was just Silver and Skye, waiting at the border, the pack wolf just within the markings and the loner standing on the invisible but ever there boundary.

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notes: I hope that it's okay that I ghosted Skye a little c: Feel free to make her do something as she's walking. Also, just a note for Evie: this is a continuation of this thread c:
word count: 314
tags: Skye Nimue
muse: Not Bad

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[Skye]

Soft noises of ground under her paws as she moved, Skye kept her eyes on the larger one, her tail stiff behind her. The creature gave a small nod when the other spoke.  Another small shudder ran through the smaller, and darker creature as she listened silently to the beckoning howl. She knew that a pack wolf met outside of the pack lands that returned with a companion outside the pack had to let the others know. Especially the Alpha. That was usually the worst part for Skye. Meeting the Alphas. It was partially because of the Alphas that she had left all other packs. But all she could do now, is sigh and wait. She wasn't sure how well this Alpha ran their pack, or who or what this one was like. Personally, the creature was terrified to meet another Alpha. Now though, there was no turning back for this wolf. The one she had met a ways from here, still in Charomu Plains, had caught her attention though. What is the worst that can happen? The thought crossed Skye's mind as she lowered her head, her eyes scanning the land around her.  She heaved a sigh as she took everything in and focused her mind on trying to figure out what things exactly she would miss after being a loner for a while. Really, nothing. The only thing that would really change, is that wolves would stop coming for her to have them enter her pack. A pack that she would not want. One she would not stay in for very long. She would no longer have wolves chasing her off, making her constantly stick to the unclaimed lands only, and she would not be traveling alone anymore. She would have friends, such as this large huntress, that she can talk with. Get to know better, and wander with. Maybe she would even be able to become friends with the Alpha? What were they like? Were they just as kind as this silver creature, or would the be much like the others she had known? Word Count: 347 Tags: Silver, Nimue Muse: Better Notes: Had to find ways to fill word limit, so did my best! And hi Evie!

[Nimue]

Nimue had become familiar with the piercing calls that rang through Aveline, suggesting that someone sought her presence – though usually the calls were as unfamiliar as the wolf whom the belonged to. Today, it seemed, would be different, for the moment that the howl reached her auds, Nimue recognized the voice, knowing immediately that it belonged to one of Ananke’s huntresses – Silver. Instantly, alarm sang in her veins. Rarely, if ever, did members of Ananke call to her; they usually sought her out personally, and so Nimue wasted no time leaping up from her position at the far end of the plains, not bothering to pause as her large frame streaked off through the trailing stalks of yellowed grass.

It did not take long for her to come upon the border, her legs carrying her swiftly and surely across the earth. To her alarm, there was the shape of another wolf standing alongside the telltale form of Silver, and the Ananke Chieftain slowed as she approached. The wolf was a femme judging by her scent, though entirely foreign to Nimue – though her streaked ebony coat reminded Nimue faintly of her mothers.

”Silver,” she said, greeting the huntess and taking note of her snake companion’s whereabouts. Her pale blue gaze wandered back to the stranger then, her head dipping slightly in greeting. ”Hello. My name is Nimue, Chieftain of Ananke. Welcome to Aveline.”

For a brief moment she allowed the silence to stretch, unsure of who the she-wolf was but glad that there seemed to be no emergency. With her heart reluctantly but blessedly slowing in her chest, Nimue glanced back to Silver once more, still smiling gently as she asked, ”A friend of yours?” There was nothing harsh or cold in her tone; it was simply curious and inquiring, for Nimue had never considered herself to be a harsh alphess by any means. It was a stark contrast to the way her father had ruled Kairos, and though Nimue was certainly no push-over, she’d never used her considerable size to intimidate or bully anyone – only to defend herself and, when needed, her home.

TAG: Skye + Silver
WORDS: 353
NOTES: Hi Jeni! =D

[Silver]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Promptly after her call had rang out, it was answered by a large, blue-eyed form approaching the two smaller she-wolves. From the months that Silver had spent in a pack that she actually respected, it was instinct now that she dipped her head at the multihued Chieftan in respect. Nimue offered greetings to the silver-furred Hunter and her yellow-eyed companion once the alphess was within close enough proximity to the wolves. Then a question was posed to Silver, one word catching her silver-grey ear—friend. Her expression was unreadable as she replied after a very brief pause.

"Friend... Hm... Well, more than an acquaintance I would say, but we've only just met. Not to worry; she means no harm to Ananke. In fact, she has expressed some interest in the pack and is a potential new member if she likes what she hears and sees... Her name is Skye, Nimue. Skye, meet Nimue—you'd probably know her as the alpha. Here we have slightly different terminology—Chieftan."

Silver decided that it might be in Skye's best interests to have her explain further rather than Silver continue to fill Nimue in on the loner's predicament, and besides, the skilled huntress did not know everything about Skye. A blue-gold glance was shot in the mottled femme's direction, indicating for her to ask any questions or to otherwise talk as she pleased to Ananke's leader.

Now that some time had passed and Silver had been given time to think about it, Skye's earlier words did intrigue her. "But now, if you can prove otherwise, that I will not be treated with hostility, nor will I remain an Omega, set off to the side, then I may consider." What kind of awful alpha treated their own pack members with hostility? And why? At least Valeria had a reason—an irrational, stupid one at that, but there was something that she judged members by—Skye seemed okay and there was nothing inferior about her, perhaps aside from her diminutive size, but surely size could not be another thing that these stupid, prejudiced alphas judged by? Skye was a promising wolf, and it would make no sense for her to remain an Omega; what a waste of good food and good talent. Hopefully, she would see how Ananke was nothing like her past packs and consider joining.

What would she have to say? Would Ananke gain a new member today, or lose a potential one?

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notes: Yayy got a reply up ^.^
tagged: Skye Nimue
word count: 436
muse: Not Bad

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[Skye]

As the new creature approaching came into sight, Skye dipped her head, her body lowering to the ground. She listened to the females talk and offered a slight wag of her tail when the silver one introduced them, and said that they called their Alpha, Chieftain. That would take her a while to remember since she had always known her leaders as Alphas. Just watching and listening to the Chieftain, she seemed to be nicer than what the creature had grown up knowing. She knew though, that first experiences with a new leader wasn't to make up one's mind. They can fool the smartest wolves. To her, it took how the leader reacted to the whole pack, not just one wolf, to make up her mind. "Hello." Her vocals were soft as she felt muscles twitch slightly. For her, it was normal for her muscles to twitch on their own as she was always prepared to run if she needed to. Her golden yellow sights shifted slightly between the other two creatures as she slowly forced herself to relax slightly, unsure on if she was allowed to ask questions, or if she should just keep quiet. The creature did not want to push her limits already, especially as a loner entering the lands. The soft wag of her own tail, convinced her muscles to relax as she took a deep breath, smelling the pack among the two creatures with her. As she let it go, she heard herself speak quietly. "I do not mean to intrude, but your pack member here, had told me that your pack is not like any others I have known. That you treat your members with pure kindness. Is this true?" Where she had found her voice, she wasn't sure. It wasn't loud, but it also was not too quiet. It was just loud enough for the words to be heard, each one separated from the next. Granite, she wanted to experience the pack and it's members as it was for herself instead of just hearing it from the Chieftain, but she would settle with her words for now. It was better than nothing really. Word Count: 360 Tags: Nimue, Silver Muse: Decent Notes: Sorry. Muse for Skye was short for a day or two, and had to struggle to get it back tonight, but finally got it back long enough to post for you!

[Nimue]

Nimue listened silently as Silver began to speak, giving name to the dark femme who stood before her – Skye. It seemed as if Silver had brought a prospective pack mate to Aveline, and for this, Nimue was grateful. She knew that the pale-furred huntress would not have brought anyone before her that was a danger or a risk, though it seemed as if Skye might have been wary of packs. For this, Nimue did not blame her. Each pack was as different as the alphas who ruled them, with some prone to cruelty and mistreatment. This, however, was something that Nimue would never allow in Ananke. Her home was a place of acceptance – not hatred.

”Hello. I do not mean to intrude, but your pack member here, had told me that your pack is not like any others I have known. That you treat your members with pure kindness. Is this true?”

Skye’s tone was amiable, and the gentle wagging of her tail drew a smile from Nimue as she bobbed her head. ”You have not intruded. It is a pleasure to meet you,” she began, before growing serious. ”I know that every pack is different, and Ananke does not strive to best other packs, or prove anything to them. We are a place of acceptance, of unity, and you will be treated as an equal here – not an object. I consider myself to be a compassionate alphess, and I only ask that if you do join our ranks, that you are loyal and willing to function as a family – not just a pack.” Now the smile returned again as she gestured behind her with her muzzle. ”Aveline is a moderately sized place; prey is plentiful, there are dens to offer shade in the warmer months, and there is a reliable water source. We also have a multitude of positions to offer to ensure that each member has somewhere to happily use their skills; warriors, sentries, assassins, hunters, guardians to care for the young…wherever you think you will fit best, we will welcome you.”

There was a brief silence as she finished, simply gazing at Skye. ”If you wish to become a part of Ananke, I would gladly allow it.” Her gaze moved to Silver then, her tail swaying just slightly. ”And I thank you, Silver, for spreading word of our pack.”

TAG: Silver + Skye
WORDS: 391
NOTES: Low muse for Nimue...but I tried! 

[Silver]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]After silently prompting Skye to speak, the dark, mottled femme began to repeat along the lines of what Silver had informed the smaller wolf of—of a pack where wolves were not judged for what they could not help and were treated as family. Silver did not really do the 'family' thing, preferring to avoid the mushy, sentimental attachment to that word, but she had nothing against the terminology used to describe Ananke.

With Nimue's reply came confirmation from leadership of Skye's question and an offering to join the pack. The Chieftan listed positions for Skye to assume—a large variety that hopefully lured Skye closer to joining rather than intimidating her. Silver felt like part of Ananke rather than just an outcast like she had in Valyn, and would be glad to have helped recruit another member, so she put in some words of her own.

"If I may, then joining Ananke is good for strengthening what strengths you already have. I was decent at hunting in my birth pack, but since becoming an Ananke Hunter, it has spurred me to practice my skills in hunting so now I am a lot better than I would have been otherwise. Besides, it's a good idea to join a pack. As a loner, you would have life a lot harder without the support of other behind you and to catch you if you fall."

Hopefully, her words would, just as she hoped Nimue's words would, convince Skye further to call Aveline home rather than scare her off for whatever petty, personal reasons. Ananke was a strong pack that was doing well and would continue to thrive as long as new members continued to come and help the relatively new group of wolves to grow. This yellow-eyed, dark-furred female could provide just that influx of new members.

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notes: Terribly sorry for the wait! <3 Ananke Propaganda™ Silver is back, haha
tagged: Skye Nimue
word count: 317
muse: Awful D:

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[Skye]

Skye heaved a sigh as she sat down slowly, her tail tip twitching slightly as she fought her own urges. Why was she fighting with her instincts so bad? Was it cause of the friendly Chieftain here? Was it cause they both offered her a place among the Ananke pack? The last time she was like this had been so long ago when she was forced into a cruel pack. So why was she feeling like this when both wolves seemed to be offering a good natured pack? What harm could be worse than what she had dealt with that this pack cause her? Could she actually use her skills wisely instead of staying in the camp for unpleasant reasons? Shrugging, the blotchy female thought why not give it a shot. "I will give a shot, long as you prove your words. That I do not remain an Omega." As she spoke, her orbs shifted back over to Silver for a few minutes before looking back at the Chieftain. "If I am fooled, I will not stay." Her voice was stronger than she expected, and the worry in her eyes may have shown it. She wasn't sure how the two female creatures would react, but she was hoping that they wouldn't notice or be offended. The normally quiet creature very rarely allowed her voice to be stronger than that of an Omega. Simply because she use to be an Omega. She just guessed that some old habits never died off, while some did. She still loved to hunt, and was still working on her skills, but she was also so used to being an Omega to the point she would ever regain her own confidence. Maybe this pack would help? Nimue and Silver both seemed like decent wolves. One had said she had come from a fierce pack, the other she wasn't sure of. But both seemed confident with each other. She should ask them over time to help her regain hers if she was truly to stay. Word Count: 338 Tags: Nimue, Silver Muse: Good and growing Notes: Skye has picked! And from the Ananke info, it seems like the perfect pack for her to join. X)

[Nimue]

A brief silence followed Nimue’s words, though it was broken a heartbeat later by Silver. Nimue glanced towards the silver-hued femme, who stood so very close to Nimue’s own height that the Chieftain smiled. It was nice, in a way, to see things that reminded her of her home – such as the considerable size of several of Ananke’s members, rivaling her own. But it was also comforting to see things that were different, that made Ananke unique, for even the smaller members were allowed to serve in any way that they could, never limited by their sizing. And to hear Silver speak of her improved hunting skills…it only confirmed that Nimue had done the right thing by branching out and forming a pack that would one day become home to so many wonderful wolves.

At last Skye spoke, and Nimue returned her attention to the dark she-wolf, pleased to hear that her offer had been accepted. Still, she did not allow her glee to alter her serious expression as she said, ”If anything I have said to you proves to be false, you may leave without trouble or hassle, whenever you would like.” It was the least she could do, and a vow that she would always honor.

”As for your position, I would like to officially grant you a place as Huntress within our ranks,” she continued, and now she did smile, gesturing to Silver with her muzzle. ”You’ll be working alongside Silver, and any other wolf who is granted the position. Welcome to Ananke, Skye.”

There was much for her to do, and Nimue knew that she could not remain long. Still, she did not immediately move, not wanting to tarnish the moment that Skye had been given. At last it was the sound of a howl that broke her from her thoughts, her ears flicking atop her skull as she glanced towards the far border, where it seemed someone waited for her.

”Forgive me,” she said, her gaze flitting between Skye and Silver. ”Apparently I’m very popular today. When there isn’t so much to do, we’ll become better acquainted, Skye. And in the meantime, if you need anything at all, Silver has been a huge help to me. She should be able to assist you.” She dipped her head to both femme’s before turning, starting off at a trot towards the far border. And yet still as she went, a small smile stayed in place upon her muzzle.

TAG: Silver + Skye
WORDS: 411
NOTES: just liquid timing it so that the other howl is Hemlock joining, that way Nimue didn't just leave like a butt for no reason LOL