Unwavering Determination (Dianthe)

[Gailleann]

Flame and cream drifted idly over the terrain. Towering husks of burned timber, the eerie rolling fog that seemingly penetrated every nook and cranny of the area bellowed out around the lone wolfess. Eye that contained the very storm clouds that lingered overhead threatening to spill rain or snow at any moment did nothing to hide their intense curiosity as they drifted over the desolate ghostly forest. It was not to long ago that Gailleann had left Malachi and Saphira together, giving them space to spend time with one another. As much as she adored her new found brother and the she wolf who held his affections she knew they needed time alone to develop that relationship.

That aside she was seriously contemplating words that gold kissed wolfess had uttered near the beginning of their introduction to one another. Join Valyn. Leann had never been in a pack before, having been sorta raised by her emotionally shattered mother along side her sister, she knew there was no real pack structure there. It would be an experience she would gladly welcome, especially if Malachi chose to join also. But what gave her pause was one simple fact. Her mission in life at this moment was to find her sister, there wasn't a doubt in her mind that Dioltas had survived the storm, had been washed ashore on the same island that Gailleann herself had. It was a belief that Leann refused to give up for any reason. But there were facts to face, life here as a loner was dangerous, although she had managed to search a hefty portion of the lower lands, the lands to the north had yet to fall beneath her scrutiny. The main reason for this was tales of the pack who occupied a large section, snapping up lands and woods as if it was going out of style. The tales were never pleasant, and had filled her heart with dread. But here she stood, on their lands, though it would be a short swift run to make it to the safety of Valyn lands once more. Though she did not warrant pack protection, she had a route already mentally marked for escape. She had no doubt she'd be able to out run and out last those of the giant pack, endurance was one of the two things she excelled at. Still it simply lay on the side of wisdom to not be caught trespassing in the first place as it appeared, if all tales were true, those philanderer into their lands were dealt with swiftly and viciously. Whether they be loner or otherwise.

Leann didn't know if it was courage or stupidity that had brought her here to continue her search while she debated the pros and cons of joining a pack. Still it was habit that had her scenting the air, seeking the familiar cool scent that was uniquely her siblings. Flanks would expand deeply as that blackened tip twitched delicately before that breath was released in a heavy sigh. Nothing.... Twin soldiers tipped backward with disappointment.

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Word Count: 502
Tags: Dianthe
Muse: Strike a pose!!
Notes:

[Dianthe]

Even after having returned home not long ago, Dianthe was off the island yet again. Was she scared of getting lost again? Yes but she needed to learn how to survive on her own. Aurik promised to care for her but she didn't want to be a burden to him. After all she made sure she marked her path clearly so she could find her way back as long as it didn't rain. Looking up at the sky, she suddenly wasn't so sure that it wouldn't open up above her and douse all of her hard work. Maybe she should go back. She did only plan on being gone for the day so she wouldn't get so hungry again and not be able to make the swim. 

Lilac eyes clashed with the greys swirling above her as she searched the sky for signs of what it planned on doing. Careully she picked her way as she stared upwards, no idea which direction she was going. Yes she should go back, at least to the shore so she could see Ina'mos again and know where to go once it let up. Setting her gaze back onto the earth, Dianthe trotted along her scent trail as bast as she could. But then two scents began to merge in her nose. One joined that she didnt know and it smelled...wild. Certainly not Kairos. Freezing where she stood in mid-step, she looked around cautiously with those bright lavender eyes, silver ears twitching this way and that as ebony nostrils flared. Was she being hunted? The vivid imagination of a year old pup was racing as possible however implausible scenarios skipped through her head.

Deciding it would be best to become as small as possible, she shrunk to the ground and shimmied along her scent path hoping to reach the waters before she was found. Would they eat her? It was possible, she heard of creatures who preyed on almost anything. Kairos was built of giants but she lacked that stature and strength. She was an outsider of her own pack, except for Aurik. 

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Words: 357

Tags:  Gailleann

Notes: Here ya go!!

Muse: Good

[Gailleann]

All at once a scent touched the sensitive nares found deep in the twitching blackened tip of that fire swept muzzle. Tilting her cranium Gailleann froze. Neutral or foe? Her mind was in a whirlwind, Malachi had told her never to approach an unknown wolf, but curiosity won out against common sense. Moving forward the flame blessed femme drifted forward, keeping her steps as light as possible to create a soft impact on the ground. In doing so the thud of pawfalls were quiet, heard only if one were focusing on such a sound, nor did she leave deep impressions, obscuring her visible trail. Twins trained forward occasionally swiveling to the side or back intensely listening to the deathly forest.

What caught her attention first was the faint shuffling sound, as if something were being subtly scrapped against the ground. Next was there in the distance a silvery form almost completely lost to the fog that rolled in lazy waves over the stricken woods. Creeping closer told the brilliant colored wolf gained even more information for mere observation. It did not appear that the pale silvered she wolf was more then a year old, perhaps two at most. Not did she appear to be an immediate threat, another deep whiff of the heavy air told her that while there were no other wolves present this one had the scent of others, Kairos maybe? She didn't look very large, or fearsome, so where the tales false?

That curiosity of hers was sure to be the death of her one day, but still she opened her mew allowing the sweet lady like tones free just loud enough to carry to the others ears. "Hello??" With tension in her muscles, Gailleann waited to see what the other would do, skull tipped to the right. The impression in those storm touched eyes was open and curious, as was the expression crossing that serene visage.

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Word Count: 329
Tags: Dianthe
Muse: Happy Dance!!
Notes:

[Dianthe]

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Hello??

A single word but it made the silver adolescent girl freeze where she was, belly to the ground and tail tucked halfway under her. She wanted to be small but apparently she wasnt small enough anymore to just slip away unnoticed. Why was she so scared in her own pack lands? She didnt know but she was well aware she was tiny and looked upon by many as being helpless. A perfect target. Not to mention she didnt want to look up at the stranger so that only made things worse at the moment. "H-Hi." She said quietly and lifted her ears to catch the sounds of the wolf nearby to see if they meant to pounce or rush her. Glancing around until she found the feet of female, Dianthe riveted her eyes upon those fiery paws. "Y-you aren't K-Kairos, are y-you?" She was positive she knew the answer but she wanted to double check. What bad could come from asking?

There she stayed for a long while until she forced herself to stand up and try to look confident. She knew she had a lot working against her. So many soft points someone could come at her: She was small, had a stutter and weird eyes. Aurik and Mother said she was special, a treasure but she knew most wolves saw her differently and more negatively. This was probably one of them. Knowing she had to learn strength from those weaknesses, Dianthe steeled herself to look up and stare this stranger in the eye. Say what they want about her odd looks, she had to be brave. For Aurik.

'D-Dianthe is m-my n-name. It m-means F-F-Flower." Her usual introduction was familiar enough to made her feel a touch braver as she spoke. Maybe she could do this! 'W-Who are you?" She wasn't gong to act like anyone important like so many her age seemed to do in her pack. She was the half sister of the Emperor but there were many who could claim the same thing. Besides she was a horrible liar and probably wouldn't do a good job acting like a entitled pup.

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Tags: Gailleann

Notes: Whoo!

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[Gailleann]

The red female watched with growing curiosity as the silvery one almost seemed to cringe at the sound of her voice, obviously this one had hoped to remain unnoticed. But she bore the scents to those that claimed this land, so why would she be fearful on her own lands?? It wasn't lost on Leann how the young wolf wouldn't even lift her head to look beyond her cream and fire paws. A slight frown touched her muzzle, she couldn't stand a youngling who was afraid. "No, my sweet, I am not Kairos, although I do believe these are their lands. By your scent I assume you are of their ranks?" The pure soft tones rose holding a gentle smile laced with her words.

Gailleann would wait quietly for the delivered femme to gather her courage, fighting a silent battle. It almost seemed as if the silvered youth expected her to attack any moment. Did she not get protected within her pack? Perhaps the rumors she had heard were in fact true. It left an uneasy ball in the pit of her belly. A soft sigh escaped her lips as she spoke once more. "I will not attack you, sweetling, if that is what you fear." When violet eyes met silver, those pale gray gems widen briefly slightly stunned. It wasn't until after she had introduced herself that Leann found her own voice. "Please forgive my rudeness, Dianthe, but why on earth would you cowar and hide such unique beauty?" A baffled shake of that fire kissed cranium echoed the confusion she felt.

It only took a few moments for that open friendly expression to replace the one of puzzlement. "I am called Gailleann, Leann for short if you prefer, Little Flower." Allowing that rump to drop to the ground, poised and delicate, two words that could easily be used describe the lady like creature that settled comfortably before Dianthe.

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Dianthe

[Dianthe]

The voice was sweet, she had to admit that. But she had been warned of sweet wolves who were really anything but. How silly she must sound, scared of strangers when she grew up in the pack that most shook when they thought of it filled with its bloody warriors and mountain like gladiators. Still, she couldn't help it. She was unlike her pack, which Aurik told her many times and even praised her for it. "I a-am f-from there. M-my F-Father was Em-em-emp-emperor before he g-gave it to one of m-my half b-brothers. M-Momma was a h-hunter." The sting of her mothers leaving was still sharp to her heart but she must not dwell on it. It only made her sad. She neglected to mention she had no rank as of yet. She had no idea what she wanted in life to even think of asking for one.



She felt braver when she was promised no harm would come to her. Why would someone lie about that? Her innocence showed completely in trusting the word of someone she didn't know. But when she was asked why she hid her face, Dianthe was stunned. "S-some d-don't think so." She said simply. Teased for being different taught her to be ashamed until the one she was speaking to would prove they thought otherwise. Lilac eyes were not something she ever even heard of someone else having, that made her weird. 'You d-dont think I'm f-funny looking?" How odd.



"L-Leann is p-pretty." As well as much easier to say for one who could not command her own tongue but she didn't wish to draw attention to her stutter. "My f-friend calls m-me D-Dia." Yes a singular friend but he was the best in her eyes. 'So w-why are you h-here? I have b-been told most are sc-scared to come here. You m-must be v-very brave."



Gailleann

[Gailleann]

Leann tilted her head listening as the silvered femme stuttered her way through an explanation, for a moment the fire wolf wondered if it was fear that caused the stutter, or was it something that was as much a part of her as the breath taking soft amethyst of her gaze. "I know little to nothing about Kairos aside from the rumors that spread from land to land. I do believe the name Typhoon was mentioned..or was it Tycoon..Baboon? It was something like that." A frown crossed Her muzzle as she tried to recall the names in the tales she'd heard, but it's certainty evaded her at the moment since she hadn't listened all to closely. To focused on achieving her goal to listen beyond the general repeated theme of the stories. Avoid them, at all costs.

Gailleann didn't much pay attention to the fact that the younger wolf took her word at face value, after all she knew for a fact that she would do absolutely nothing to cause this one any kind of harm, and likely would put her life on the line to protect her. Though she'd rather avoid that scenario. The shock that crossed the others face when she inquired after her down cast visage caused more confusion for the wolf of flames. "If they don't then they are fools not to treasure something so rare." When the silvered femme questioned her about her own thoughts on the subject she would allow a snort of laughter free. "Most certainly not, you are stunning."

A brilliant smile passed across her lips as she leaned closer. "Thank you! It means 'wild tempest'." She explained happily, which she thought was appropriate considering Dia had told her what her name meant. "I like your name as well, it's fun to say, how it rolls off the tongue so smoothly."

When Dia asked about why she was here a moment of hesitation touched the fiery pelted wolf before she answered. "I'm actually not sure really. A friend of mine wished for me to consider joining Valyn, but I've never belonged to a pack. Aside from that I have a quest I will never give up. So I took a walk to think things over. By all accounts its simply sheer stupidity rather then courage that finds me here. Since I know without a doubt I am supposed to avoid this pack at all costs." Leann would glance around curiously before looking back into Dia. "But I am glad I came, I got a chance to meet you."

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Dianthe

[Dianthe]

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A giggle escaped her silver lips whens he heard Gailleann try to remember the Emperors name. She didn't mean it to be rude or anything like that, it was simply funny. "H-His name is Ty-Typhon. Y-you were close." She was sure there were many rumors about Kairos and probably all were a bit scary. Having grown up with them, she knew they were mostly true. There were exceptions of course and it seemed things had gotten less scary since Typhon took over but that may change as well. Time was tricky thing, this she already knew at a mere year of age. 

Gailleann truly seemed to be a sweet wolf. As least Dia thought so even as she blushed at receiving such a compliment. It wasn't just because she said Dia was pretty. Leann seemed emit that kind of feeling from her very core and it just enveloped the small youth. The kind that made one want to run and snuggle her, but shy Dianthe would be sure to hold back. After all, manners had to be considered.

Her eyes brightened when Gailleann explained the meaning of her name. Such little things like that fascinated her. Seeing if ones name matched what they were really like! To Dianthe a tempest would fit a moody wolf always a flurry of energy but she was determined to find some reason why it would fit what she knew of the fire dipped female in front of her. She didnt seem moody at all. A silver and ebony nose wrinkled in concentration as she thought hard. "B-because your eyes are l-like a st-stormy day?" That seemed to fit well. they were the same grey some storm clouds changed to before the rain would suddenly be unleashed to the ground.

"Well, n-not all of us a-are scary." Hopefully that wouldn't ruin the packs reputation since she knew some would be very angry with her if they heard her say that. "I c-couldn't sc-scare a butterfly. A-Aurik is very sw-sweet too. So are m-my sisters and br-brother, Apollo. Raum is sc-scary though." Dropping a few names of the kinder wolves she knew may help if Gailleann came across them while she was here. "B-Bal is too, h-he is a little pup st-still." But he was friendly and that was all that mattered to the little silver wolf. Of course he wouldn't be able to make the swim from Ina'mos yet so probably would never meet Gailleann. 

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[Gailleann]

"Ahh Typhon, yes that was it. I'm certain he would have taken offense to buffoon." Her warm chuckled mingled with that of the Dia's. It seemed the other was gradually relaxing which lightened Leann's heart. Although given how timid she was, it caused the fire wolf to wonder how she survived in a pack as fierce and dark as the rumors indicated Kairos to be. In every land she crossed there had been at least one wolf who warned her away from the pack of giants and their land. The theme was always the same, to cross either would end in death or slavery. And neither bore pleasant outcomes. Had she not been so lost in thought about what Saphira had said, and offered her in a round about way, she wouldn't have so willingly crossed over into their territory.

A single ear twitched at a sound that echoed in the eerie woods, those eyes cooled briefly as her head came around watching intently before she once more relaxed, returning her attention to Dia, that smile dancing over her muzzle. "Alas, no, my mother had hoped in naming me such I would grow into it and become the tempest that ruin my father. Unfortunately my sister and I did not live up to her expectation. I have no desire to ruin anyone, let alone my father. Whoever he may be." The amusement was apparent in every line of her body. It hadn't taken her mother very long to realize neither of her daughter's were inclined to violence rather both held laughter and joy. Which is to be expected as they were conceived with such. It wasn't until after the fact that things changed.

Although the younglings mention of storms cast that glance upward. "But, to speak of rain, it looks like the skies may open up and any moment." She only mentioned it for the sake of the adolescent femme, after all she was used to being out in the open. After months of being a loner on this isle she had often been caught in blizzards, thunderstorms, fierce winds, not to mention all the perfect days in between. So seeking shelter for herself was not the first thing to cross her mind, instead it was the worry offer one so young out on her own.

For a moment the conversation drifted to the pack who occupied these lands and others. Dia claimed some weren't as frightening as the rumors and stories claimed, but Leann had her doubts. After all you didn't gain that type of reputation by employing kindness. Still there was no reason that she could see for the lilac eyed creature before her to speak lies. "So Kairos has some good as well as bad, but I supposed that's just natural as one can not exist without the other." She mused quietly.

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Word Count: 485
Tags: Dianthe
Muse: Happy Dance!!
Notes:

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[Dianthe]

She honestly didn't know if Typhon would have taken offense if was just a mistake. She hardly knew him and only could go by what others had said, so she said nothing at all and just let the giggles rule the moment. It felt nice to laugh.

Gailleann's mother was a mystery. Why would one set vengeance from their children as a goal? Tala didn't love Goliath, she was forced even to carry his children but she never breathed a word to her children about vexing anyone much less take revenge. "I am g-glad to see y-you're nicer th-than she pl-planned." Was that ok to say? It sounded a bit odd after she spoke it but wasn't really sure what the proper phrasing would be. Hopefully, Gailleann would understand.

Looking up as well, Dianthe noticed the skies were darkening and nodded as the fire dipped female commented on it. She liked rain even if it could be scary sometimes. Also it tended to wash away the scents she needed to get back. But it was pretty in its own way. Quiet twinkling sounds that pitter-pattered on the ground in a delicate march. It could be sweet or strong. Maybe she could become like the rain. It was a new thought that intrigued her. "T-there's a tree not f-far f-from here that has big r-roots to hide under." She offered. She didn't know of anything over the borders, she was always to scared of getting in trouble if she left the pack lands.

Shrugging her agreement at Gailleann's last comment, Dianthe once again felt unsure of how to respond. Kairos thrived on there fear others had for it and she couldn't tear that down. After all there were fierce bloody warriors living here, she just avoided them as best she could. 

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Words: 318
Tags: Gailleann 
Notes: sorry for the wait!
Muse: good

[Gailleann]

Leann grinned, there wasn't a doubt in her mind that she liked this young wolf. She was warm, charming, and held a sweet heart within her breast. Unlike some that she had come across in all her wanderings upon this isle. When they spoke of her name and why she had been given it Dia's reply delighted Gailleann even more. "As am I, my friend. I can not imagine walking through life full of anger and hatred. Never mind being forced to carry someone else's. Seems rather pointless if you ask me. I am certain my father, whoever he may be, is gone. Just as my mother is." While her sister and herself had never actually seen their mothers body, had only woken up to the elder wolfess having vanished from their den in the middle of the night they merely assumed she died because the old wolfess hadn't been capable or willing to taking care of herself since the very first time Leann had successfully taken down an antelope on her own.

As he heavy clouds overhead drew her attention she made comments in regard to them to her little companion. When Dianthe told her about a tangle of roots where they could take shelter, Leann would dip her muzzle "Lead the way, sweetling." Pressing upward, muscles clench to allowed the fire kissed female to stand. Those stormy greys twisted around the terrain before focusing on the silver dusted wolf expectantly. Gailleann assumed it was deeper into Kairos territory, which left an uneasy knot in the pit of her stomach, but such ill feelings did not show on the patient wolf's visage. Soon enough it would be time for her to return to Valyn to inform Saphira of her wishes. Perhaps with their lands bordering Leann would again get the chance to meet up with the younger wolf. But for the moment she pushed their inevitable departure from her mind and ignored the twang of sorrow that touched her heart at the simple thought of never again being able to see her new found friend.

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Dianthe

[Dianthe]

 It was a nice change of pace to hear someone talk about showing kindness instead of getting all excited to wage war. She heard of several missions Kairos had done to expand their own lands and she didn't quite think it was right to steal another's land, but she was young and wished for all to just get along. Already she knew that was naive but she was beginning to realize she could find the sweet, kind wolves and make the her friends. Her example may change a few hearts. A far fetched dream but she still liked to think about it.

Patiently she waited for Gailleann to either refuse or consent to traveling to the tree with her. Her tail wagged when Gailleann said she would follow, those lavender eyes sparkled happily even as she turned to the direction she knew they were and started an easy pace. It was not very far and she didn't know how her feisty companion would feel about running straight there. After all, she was a stranger to these lands and may move with a more cautious air. So a trot seemed appropriate, still she made sure to pay attention to how she was followed so the little silver girl could either speed up or slow down to accommodate Leann as best she could. 

Fire and Ice, they were paired together under that massive sky, one fast the other they went towards the protection they sought before the waters broke the thick clouds and showered all beneath it. "R-right there. W-we will have t-to go in one at a t-time, but it's bigger in-inside." Indicating the tree with her nose, Dianthe walked up to the tree and waited for her friend. If she approved, then Dia would let her go in first and inspect it. If she didn't like it here..well, she was already thinking of alternative spots but they were farther within the territory.

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Words: 333
Tags: Gailleann
Notes: rainy day <3
Muse: good

[Gailleann]

Leann easily kept pace beside the silvered female, long graceful strides eating up the ground as they raced against the tumbling drops of water that began to thicken by the moment. The heavy angry clouds overhead threatening to open up with a vengeance at any moment. Will we make it I wonder? I don't relish the thought of becoming soaked, not with the chill that's nipping at us, thank you ever so much Wind. She thought idly as they moved over the land, weaving in and out of the trunks of burnt timber. That silver grey gaze constantly on the move over their surroundings, memorizing the terrain so she would be able to find her way back easily. Not to mention keeping a look out for danger, something told her that just because she accompanied the lilac eyed wolf it didn't mean she was safe from attack. After all she was still trespassing without Kairo's alphas permission.

When they arrived at the tree a smile broke across that fire and cream muzzle. "It looks perfect.." For a moment that muzzle dropped to the ground, sniffing carefully for any fresh scents, but aside from small game there was no recent trace of wolves here at this spot. Pausing beside Dia she would playfully nudge the younger wolfess. "Those clouds won't hold off much longer, let's hurry before we get drenched." Moving forward she paused a second to shake what moisture clung to her coat from the light sprinkles that began to grow harder and thicker. Slipping forward she eased into the shelter, completely alert. Once inside she would turn around a few times to study the interior before focusing her attention towards the small tunnel like entrance waiting for Dia to enter. It never crossed her mind that this could be a trap, a sure sign she trusted her new found friend.

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Dianthe

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Wiggling in after the fire hued female, Dianthe shook off the dampness from her pelt as best she could without it splattering onto her new companion. A warm pink tongue went to work here and there to piece back together her appearance. Tala taught her to be a lady about such things and she tried as hard as she could to maintain that appearance but there were sometimes she just didn't care how she looked. Quickly moving, she was soon presentable and she sat down on the earthen floor and looked up at the pale gaze of Leann. The storm seemed to have gotten more angry and she could hear the fall of the rain outside along with the rumbling thunder that she could feel shake the earth under her feet. Storms were a little scared to the delicate girl but she didn't want to appear weak, so she sat straight and tried not to spook at the cracking thunder.

"S-so w-what's your sister l-like?" She asked hoping to distract herself from the noise outside. Inwardly she wished she was closer to her own siblings but alas she was in a broken family. Maybe as they grew up and figured out what they each wanted the children of Goliath and Tala would knit together like when they were very small. She missed those days. When things were simpler and less to worry about, they were all together and happy. Even Raum was there and seemed to be a true part of the family. Like he was before he got so scary and left, true he was always scary but Dianthe still loved him as her brother.

"Are you t-two close?" The thoughts of family were surging within the little silver girl and she hoped that Gailleann was able to be happy with her sister. Like it may hold hope for the lilac eyed girl and her family.

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Tags: Gailleann
Notes: sweet girl

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