In the Light of Dawn [Skye]

[Gailleann]

The dawn was filled with silence, a hush just before the sun broke through on the horizon throwing its powerful rays across the land waiting with baited breath for the coming day. The gleam of pale grey eyes reflected those first tentative tendrils turning them to gold. The elegant lupine visage they graced was held up with pride despite the reclining figure. Even the sun took a moment to caress the pelt of fire that draped the vixens form. Forelegs extended forward were crossed at the joint further enhancing the ladylike demeanor that shrouded the female wolf like a cloak. Perched atop that cranium, twin soldiers perked with attentive interest as Gailleann watched the sunrise.

It had been more than a week since she'd last seen her friend, and the lonely sensation was an inevitable arrow piercing her heart. In all her life she had never once been truly alone. She'd always had her sister, inseparable from the day of their birth. But now, perhaps Mal was right, maybe her sister was lost to her forever. Those ears pinned back against her skull and a firm shake was given. No! No matter what she would never give up hope that her sister has survived, had washed ashore on this island just as she had. Because any other thought was to much for the lone female to bear.

The sides of that fiery figure rose then fell with a heavy sigh as the light grew and the day began. She hoped to someday meet Mal once again, and the mysterious Saphira that he'd mentioned several times in between training sessions. He had wanted to return to her, and once he felt she was knowledgeable enough to defend herself he had departed. Leann didn't know if he thought of her as a friend, or anything for that matter, but she certainly did.

With a lazy stretch she finally stood, having enjoyed a meal of fawn the night before there was no need or desire to hunt. For food at least, instead she would continue her search for her sister, and endless task that she would never give up. Lifting her black tipped muzzle to the skies she took in a deep breath, drawing in, and analyzing each individual scent that graced her with its presence.

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Words: 387
Tags: Skye
Notes: Yayness
Muse: Awesome-Sauce

[Skye]

Returning back to the Chamoru plans in I'queyer was not something that would at first cross the dark creature's mind, but she had to feel something. What that was, she didn't know until she crossed over to the loner's side of the plains. She didn't feel so tethered to something. She felt almost free, but only for a short time. When she was here, that she had heard of her pack, and the same place she had met a growing friend. Now that she had the nerve to cross the Ananke boundaries, she wanted to return to the loner's land. Just for a little time to try and gather the confidence she lacked from traveling so long as well as constantly being an Omega in all the packs she was a part of other than her current one. Sure, the black and white creature still desired time to with her new pack, but she also enjoyed her time alone away from any pack. That was one thing that would never change with her. As she walked along the tree line of the plains, something caught her attention. It was a red colored wolf among the land. She watched the other creature lift their maw, almost like they were to howl. Though she made no loud noise, she carefully made her way over to the other, her ears perked and her tail moving oh so slightly at her back legs. She still didn't stand to her full height, but she also wasn't cowering against the ground nor avoiding the wolf. She had to will herself to keep moving forward and to push herself to be more social. That alone, was going to be a massive task for her. Especially when she didn't know how this wolf would react when they saw her. Word Count: 301 Tags: Gailleann Muse: Good Notes: I wasn't meaning to cut the word count so close! Yikes.

[Gailleann]

A single fiery soldier twisted as a scent drifted across that lifted blackened tipped muzzle. The scent of another wolf, though it was not the one her heart longed to find the approaching wolf was in fact female. Curious by nature the grey eyed female dropped that clear rain colored gaze to scan until at least they slighted upon a thinner shadowed wolf. There was hesitation, uncertainty, and almost a lack of confidence in her step as she approached. Paws would shift sending her slightly heavier frame around until she faced the dark female, a smile crossing her muzzle even as that cranium lifted to a proud angle. A thick plum of fire and smoke swayed gently behind her in a friendly manner, while the velvet tones rose to be heard. "Good morning, traveler. Does the dawn find you well?"

Gailleann knew from her own travels that this land was not claimed by any, so there was no fear of trespassing. Still manners and the last-minute demeanor of the flame colored female were prevalent, worn like a cloak. That skull tipped to the right upon its thick fur concealed pedestal, curiosity bright in those stormy greys. There was not a hint of malice that could be found, still she held a bit of caution as Mal's words echoed in the back of her head cautioning her not to be so ready to trust the unknown. It was a difficult piece of advice to follow given that by nature she was a very optimistic wolf. It never mattered to the fire wolf, what odds were set against her, she still faced it with a bright smile, never willing to let go of hope or back down because the path was to steep. As she always told her sister, 'Over around, under, or through...there's always a way...'

It was with a silent patience that the female waited for the others response. The sun rose with a slow steady grace allowing more and more of the landscape to shake off its nightly shadows and bask in the rays of light. All around them the Twitter of birds rang out in a merry chorus greeting the day with a cheerfulness that belied their small souls. Still those gentle storm filled eyes rested on the dark wolf, friendly and open. Of course there was a slight coil of tension hidden in the depths of those sleek muscles in case this seemingly nice encounter turn a turn for the worse. While she did not appear to be of guard, she knew full well that looks can and were all to often deceiving.

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Words: 442
Tags: Skye
Notes:
Muse: Woot!

[Skye]

Lifting her head higher when the wolf's voice seemed kind. This she could get use to, all the more gentler wolves again, though she knew that is wasn't much of an option. There were still those wolves that had that mean-streak. Especially toward females. Though as the black and white shaded wolf got closer to the red one, she realized that it was another female. Even those can be a little tempermental, but this one already seemed kind. At least for now. "It does me well. For yourself?" Skye tilted her head slightly as she came to a stop a few feet away from the other. Not daring to take a seat where she was, she left her tail loose behind her as she looked at the one before her. It had been several years, if at all, since Skye had seen a creature like her. But her color didn't phase the dark colored creature as waited. The further the winter sun rose, the more her dark coat kept her warm against the cold, and as she blinked a few times to help her eyes adjust to the rising light. The more the world woke up on its eternal clock, the more she was itching to go for a small hunt. Nothing to major, but something to fill her starting to growl stomach, and maybe bring a little extra back to the pack to keep on good graces with the lead huntress as well as her Chieftain if she wanted to remain a hunter, let alone stay in the pack. Once she knew that she was in good graces with the pack for quite a while, she was sure she would be exploring further and further from her pack lands for only so little time, always making it home before night fall, and still do her duty to help provide Ananke with food. Word Count: 313 Tags: Gailleann Muse: Yay Notes:

[Gailleann]

A warm chuckle met the others inquiry, that rump lowered to rest upon her hunches completely at ease. "It finds me very well, I thank you for asking, Traveler." That storm colored gaze drifted skyward for a brief moment as if judging the rise of the sun before once more falling to rest upon the shadowed wolf. "I am called Gailleann, Leann for short if you wish. May I ask for your name, dearling?"

Ever the proper lady, Leann's demeanor, speech, every aspect of what the world saw held a regal lady like quality. From the gentle smile to the curious tilt of that head, every action was poised with grace and purpose. It was second nature to the flame brushed wolf. She had learned at a very young age, how to effortlessly conceal her true self behind a persona that does not offend, or cause unease.

She would wait in patient silence for the other to offer up her name, despite the curiosity that burned inside her demanding she let loose a torrent of questions that would never be released. Instead she merely smiled quietly, twins tipped forward leaving no doubt that the dark female held the fire wolf's attention.

In that silence Gailleann noted several things about this creatures demeanor. The slight timeliness, and wary watchfulness spoke volumes of how she expected to be received. The tilt of her head, the shifting of her gaze, even the sway of her tail told one story after another. Though there was a hint of confidence that would be detected, much like that of an omega who had recently rose to a higher place within their pack. Still Leann cared little for rank, rather she chose to judge someone, to give them the gift of her respect based upon the wolf themself, not the position in which they stood.

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Words: 308
Tags: Skye
Notes: whee
Muse: Meh..

[Skye]

Watching Leann, she was beginning to wonder how she seemed to be as prim and proper a lady should be. She made it seem so easy to do, but Skye knew better than to try to do that. The mottled creature was fond of running through the snow, water and half the time, mud. There was not a single night where she would return home without something out of place. If she tried to be proper, she would fail and feel so out of place. Being proper, just as being a lot more courageous than she currently was, was foreign to her; so she worked with what she did the best. Hunt in silence, and steer clear of many other wolves, especially the ones that were in large groups. "The name's Skye." Lifting her head slightly higher, she took a deep breath in as her voice seemed to have grown just a little stronger. Maybe joining Ananke was doing her some good pulling her from her Omega ranked bloods, but she wasn't going to hold her breath with that just yet. She still had her other flaws to work on before she was truly a courageous creature. "Can I ask what brings you to this side of the land?" Deciding it was safe, she slowly and carefully let her tail touch the ground as she sat down, though her muscles were still poised to move if she had to move quickly to head back to her new found safety of pack lands, where at least one of her new pack mates were bound to turn to help if she needed it. Right now, she didn't seem to have to make the quick movements back to Ananke, but she still wasn't going to be caught off guard. She had still had to be prepared for what ever came at her; she still wasn't sure she could fend herself completely, though she could to an extent. That much, she knew. Word Count: 328 Tags: Gailleann Muse: Decent Notes: Sorry! Had to find the proper muse to post. But finally got one up for you. XD

[Gailleann]

A warm delighted smile rested at the fire kissed females muzzle. "It is a pleasure to meet you Skye, I am sure." A light shake of her head before refocused on the dark femme, it was almost painfully obvious that Skye expected the worst out of her, which only caused Leann to wonder inwardly why that was. She was not an intimidating creature by any means, at least not at the moment. Malachi had even said she was rather bubbly and sunny, granted he'd been his awkward gruff self. But the memory still brought a happy look across her visage. She hoped to be able to run across the brute again someday soon. He had been her anchor when her world had tumbled on its prewar and flipped upside down.

The faes voice brought her back to the present quickly enough that she may have missed the slightly space out moment she'd indulged in. "I am searching for someone I lost..." For a moment a look of sorrow crossed the stormy gray eyes that dropped to the earth, even that refined visage took on the moment of pain. Though it was quickly awakening as that bright smile returned, so quickly it may have been a figment of one's imagination. "I will find her though, no matter the cost!" The raw determination was more then apparent in her voice as she lifted her chin proudly.

It did not escape her notice that the other had relaxed enough to sit on the ground, which pleased the friendly loner. "And what of you, Skye? What brings a pack wolfess out here to loner lands? Not that it is unusual actually..." She chuckled softly almost to herself. Again she would wait with a poised patience for the dark wolf's reply. Although in the seconds of silence between them a delightful scent touched upon her. A young elk, for a moment her mouth watered, still manners dictated she wait despite the odd idea that played through her mind. After all a lone wolf taking down an elk on her own was far more dangerous then the risk was worth. But two skilled hunters could do it...For a moment she wondered what Skye would think of the suggestion. But rather then ask Gailleann was silent tilting her head towards the pack wolf, curiosity alight in her storm filled eyes.

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Word Count: 393
Tags: Skye
Muse: Decent...
Notes:

[Skye]

Tilting her head with a wag of her tail, she let her gaze drift away for a second before it returned to Leann. "Well, I sure hope you manage to find them soon." She nodded slightly, straightening up again. She never knew what it was like to look for someone, but it was probably hard. Never hoping to be in a search for someone, she still wished those seeking someone out, much luck. "I strayed a little too far from my borders, so I figured why not venture a little further to the place I remember before the pack." Dropping her head slightly, she felt something. She wasn't sure if it was to be pride, guilt or fear. She had ventured a little too far out of her boundaries before she realized it, but she was also enjoying the feeling of freedom. When the scents and quiet noises of prey reached her, all that twitched slightly was her ears as she listened to them. Her stomach had yet to register that she was hungry, so she didn't feel much up to hunting at the moment, though she had to remember to bring something back to the pack on her way back later. Letting her eyes stray from the red creature again, she let them wander over toward the sounds of the prey on one side of them. When she spotted the large elk, she just stared at it, not longing to hunt it like she normally does. This time she just remained there, watching them carefully, observing them. Something of the way they tried to keep their longs legs and bulky body quiet, started to amuse her. The longer that she watched the brute elk, the hunger in her stomach made itself known more and more til she was sitting restlessly. "Want a little feast?" She finally asked, turning her attention back to Leann. If she wasn't up for a feast, Skye would seek a smaller meal to feed herself enough to take the edge off of her hunger then take the rest back with her. Word Count: 349 Tags: Gailleann Muse: Good Notes: N/A

[Gailleann]

The ideal of a meal was more then a little appealing to the red - orange fae. But instead she gave a light shake to her heavy skull. "Unfortunately I do not have the time right now to hunt as I have a long journey to embark upon. I still have the northern lands to search." With that the femme stood lightly, a gentle smile crossing that cream and fire muzzle. "Prehaps we will meet again one day after all, as large as this island is, it is still and island. And I would enjoy exploring this new friendship we have found. I may call to you one day when I make it to your packs land, just to say hello."

It would be useful to have an escort on pack claimed lands, so she may search unmolested, but that wasn't what prompted the flame brushed wolf to speak in such a manner. Instead it was a genuinely pleasant feeling towards the night wolf. Her demeanor and attitude, as well as the words she chose had struck a chord within Gailleann's heart. If they nurtured this budding friendship then perhaps the pair would have someone to trust and rely on in the future. But then again Leann had no real idea if the other felt the same way.

"Until next we meet Skye, be safe, be well." With those parting words the brightly coloured female rose to her paws, muscles bunching with the effort. Turning on her hind paws, Gailleann would cast one last look towards Skye before moving off quietly. Her mind shifted to the journey ahead, tracing over the land she had already searched. It was only a matter of time before she had the whole of this island and all its secrets memorized all because she refused to give up on her quest to find her sister.

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@skye