Rock of Ages <Aztec>

[Sadie]

After a tiring swim from Miera to the coast of Caurus, the salt water laden dame was exhausted, dirty, and parched for the second time since arriving on Anikira. While living and travelling alone was fast and uncomplicated, it seemed that the benefits of being able to travel freely among packlands would ultimately outweigh her need for fighting without banners. The land was too large and too divided to continue on this way. It became evident that Sadie would have to find allies before she could settle into the land.
She was not typically one who worried about her appearance but she was certain that the matted red pelt that used to shine so brightly in the sun was a hideous sight to behold. The girl needed yet another place to bathe and refresh herself, and if her senses were not lying to her, there was a large river just up ahead. 
Her worn pads led her quickly to the edge of a deep and rushing river. It did not seem that there would be an easy way to wade into the icy waters from this point, perhaps from the opposite shore....
Her head swiveled from left to right, searching for a safe place to cross so that she may not be swept away in the torrent. Golden eyes picked out a solitary rock not far from where she stood. With a swish of her tail, Sadie turned her body towards the rock and urged herself forward, though her limbs were weary and nearly unwilling to move.
She could see from the shore that the stone was steadfast and large enough to support her size. It was wet, yes, but the red woman was certain that she would never slip. With only a moment of preparation, Sadie bunched her muscles and leapt for the rock, making the jump in a single bound that landed her gracefully in the center of the rock; first her front two legs, then her hindlegs. Claws scraped desperately at the rock until she got a solid grip on the wet stone. Unfortunately, she could see from this angle that the opposite shore was just out of reach from the stone.
Brow furrowed with frustration, Sadie searched the shore for any possible way of escape. Just a couple of feet away, a large dead tree jutted out into the water just past her leaping radius. She leaned forward to see if she could reach but felt herself slipping and had to pull herself back. A sigh escaped her lips.
How could she have been so foolish? She was a grown woman who was incapable of safely crossing a river? How ridiculous! Her mind was racing, thoughts teasing her furious brain as it struggled to find a solution. Perhaps if she waited long enough she could find a large stick or something to pull the dead log closer? But even then she could fall....

[Aztec]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]The days had turned into weeks far to swiftly, while Aztec still avoided the majority of the pack and her brother she was aware this attitude could not go on forever. That aside Anima was quickly becoming the earth dappled she-wolfs best friend. It didn't even surprise her to much when the white silver huntress requested Aztec be present for the birth of her pups. Still it was a burden soul she carried with her, unable to force herself to face her brother yet this guilt was not resolved. Out was cowardly she knew, and had anyone from home seen the way she acted now they would never have believed she was the same wolf. Since arriving here half drugged, and completely waterlogged she'd been unable to locate the joyous, life loving creature she once had been. And it all boiled down to one simple thing. She held full blame for the horrors and trauma she and her brother went through. Temper, pointless arguments, and reckless behavior had torn from them everything they had once lived for. And it was all completely and utterly her fault.

Flanks expanded as she drew in a heavy breath, releasing it on an even heavier sigh. For a moment she did not catch the scent that had teased the blackened tip of that rust and creme painted muzzle. But even lost in sorrow her senses would not let her ignore the scent of another wolf. Oceanic gems of sea green drifted over the banks of the river, up one side and down the other, seeking the source. It wasn't until she had moved upriver a little ways that she actually caught sight of femme. Perch precariously on a water moisten boulder in the river with no obvious means to finish crossing.

That heavy lupine cranium twisted to the right, baffled as to what the other was trying to accomplish Tec would move forward cautiously. When she drew near enough to be Heard over the crouching, swirling depths she would call out, allowing those vocals of sweet midnight winds to escape, calling the attention of the other. "What on earth are you doing out there?!?!" Blunt and straight to the point, she wasn't a wolfess who generally sugar coated her words.



Words: 379
Tags: Sadie
Muse: Epic
Notes: n/a

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[Sadie]

The hairs along her spine and across the nape of her neck would bristle at the sound of another wolf's voice. Her head would whip to the right, spotting the culprit on the shore she was trying to reach; the femme was a mixture of browns and greys - a pelt not far from her own color spectrum - but definitely not a wolf she had ever known. With a slight growl Sadie would raise her own voice, deep velvet tones belting across roaring rapids below her.
"It is of no concern of yours, stranger!" Her golden orbs returned to the task at hand. No object had yet crossed her path while waiting on the stone that offered little to no support for her cause. The log was still just as far from her as it had been moments before, yet she had been perched here for nearly a half hour before the other lupine appeared on the shore.
Her thoughts cursed her foolishness and the risks she had taken in being so impulsive. She was too intelligent to be in this predicament, and now she had an audience. A much more violent growl of frustration left her maw as she snapped her head to the right once more, laying a skeptical golden eye on the foreign female. She scanned her form and her musculature, sizing up her possible strengths and weaknesses. Perhaps this wolf could be of assistance to her...
Sadie leaned forward and immediately regretted it. Her front right paw slipped just slightly and threw her off balance, leaving the rest of her legs scrambling to regain control of her stance. She caught herself just before she had a chance to fall in, but hand flipped cold water onto her chest in the process. She was now lying with her belly flat against the wet stone, legs gripping its' sides in desperation. She had no choice but to ask a favor of this stranger.
Calming her voice and softening her icy glare, Sadie would raise her voice once more, calling out to the woman across the waters. "I suppose if you would like to be of assistance, you might push that log just a bit further into the river so I might use it to cross?" She asked in the kindest tones she could muster through her own frustration and anger.


Words: 396
Muse: Tired but very good
Tags: Aztec
Notes: None

[Aztec]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Aztec would blink slowly at the growled words, that heavy cranium teetered to the left before. A lazy snort escaped, as that rump hit the ground. Obviously she intended to stay, though her gentle side demanded she try and help, but the others snippy attitude raised a side of her that was rarely ever seen. Had she any company she may have started betting on how long it'd be till the femme went face first into the racing currant. The oceanic green eyes drifted over the surroundings before settling on the fallen tree half in and half out of the water that was several feet from the molten colored wolf. A bit of pressure applied at that point there would shift the log within reach, but Tec made no move towards it, instead turning that amused visage towards the stranded female.

If Argent were he would have already been working on rescuing the temperamental damsel in distress, but Aztec wasn't as forgiving after being sniped at. After all she's not the foolish one standing in the middle of a river barking at passing wolves who could offer assistance. Moments later Tec watched with muscles tensing as the other leaned forward staring at her. The simple act threw her off balance and nearly into the swift moving waters. Now she huddled on the stone desperately, and when she spoke again her voice took on a different tone.

With a hefty sigh she would push to her feet drifting over to the log, raising up she placed her paws on the rough wood, pausing to glance over at the other. "As you said it really is of no concern to me, the situation you find yourself in. But alas my brother would be cross with me if I just sat around, leaving you to your fate." Shifting her weight, muscles bunched pressing forward to force the chunk of fallen tree to shift closer to the other. But in doing so it became unstable as expected. "Quick now, before it gives out!" The water splashed against it roughly causing it to sway, threatening to pull it away. Thick claws dug while Aztec attempted to keep it in place while she waited for the other to move her scrawny tush.



Sadie

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[Sadie]

Sadie had to bite back responses to the girl's snide remarks. With every haughty quip that left her lips the red woman had to fight the urge to send her a glance that could set her fur ablaze. She tried to remain calm as the girl finally pushed the log closer to her, but she could see how unstable her escape route was and began to panic.
Shaky hind legs pushed her onto her feet, long claws gripping the slippery stone as best as she could. Quick now, before it gives out! The other would shout as she struggled to keep the wood steady. It was bobbing dangerously, being teased by the rolling torrent and trying to rip itself free of the stranger's grip. Golden eyes would judge the distance quickly. She could make it. She would have to jump right now.
Her muscles bunched and launched her from the stone, landing her front paws firmly on the rotting wood. Her hind claws slipped in her landing and dipped slightly into the river, drenching her lower half as she pulled herself swiftly from the rapids. 
Sadie scrambled then as the old tree began to crumble under her weight, running across the log and onto dry land. Her body was shaking, chest heaving, as she stood beside the nosy dame who assisted her. The auburn fur that covered her body was matted and dripping sodden brown water. She suddenly realized the disgusting appearance she must have, and began shaking the water from her pelt, licking the spots that refused to let droplets escape. She looked at the girl then after regaining her composure.
"You've aided me, ally, I suppose I am now in your debt." She stated simply, velvet tones still slightly tinged with the adrenaline that pulled her from the river. The red woman turned her head and groomed a patch of unruly fur on her shoulder before turning back to the girl. "What would you have me do for you? I have no limitations for debts."

Words: 346
Muse: Good
Notes:
Tags: Aztec

[Aztec]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Paws would slip, dulled nails digging almost desperately into the wood while muscles strained attempting to keep the log steady enough not to send both of them toppling into the swiftly moving currents. A grimace followed by a strangled snarl slipped past jaws that were gripped tight enough to cause molars to grind against one another as the unsteady female finally was able to find enough purchase on her slippery perch to leap into the water smoothed surface. The moment the others weight landed, Aztec would have to scramble adjusting her grip to steady the wildly unbalanced log. Eyes as fathomless at the ocean depths widen as the red touched female slid down, her lower half dipping into the torrent. A breath of relief escaped as she was able to gain enough purchase to scramble her way up the log, her weight causing the decaying wood to shatter and break apart, to much stress in a matter of moments sending large chunks racing downstream.

Desperation and pure luck enable the ragged wonder logged femme to reach the shore relatively safely. The moment she was secure enough Tec shoved the wood away from her, sending the remaining bits off to their watery slide, dipping and dancing above and below the surface of the white touched river rapids. It wasn't until the female began shaking her coat dry that Aztec twisted her attention to from the swiftly disappearing wood to the girl. Another growl appeared as she shied away from the flying droplets muttering to herself. "No manners at all!" A sideways dance moved her just outside the others shaking radius.

Lowering that rump to the earth she waited patiently until the other was satisfied enough with her appearance, though personally Aztec didn't think all the grooming in the world would help this one's appearance. Thoughts she kept to herself only because she could hear her brothers voice in her head telling her not be rude.

That heavy cranium shifted on its thick pedestal, twin soldiers perk forward as she spoke. "Aztec is my name, friend. Are you alright?" When she spoke of being indebted Tec smirked. "I'll hold that payment in reserve as there's nothing needed at the moment." After all one never knew when help in the future would be needed. "You are new here?" Though the words were a statement a slight inflection at the end of her final word turned it into a question.



Sadie

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[Sadie]

Sodding wet and completely fed up with water, Sadie stood to her feet and dipped her head slightly to the girl. Upon closer inspection, the red woman could see that the other was not much younger than herself - if at all. She was a pretty thing for a larger proportioned femme. Standing beside this mottled brown stranger made her seem quite small, but Sadie did not let her dimensions lower her own pride. She lifted her head and allowed her golden eyes to gaze into the oceanic depth of the other's stare.

"Hold it as long as you must, I intend to make this land a permanent place of residence if it suits me." She responded with sincerity. It was not often that she found herself in the debt of another wolf, but she would not lose the respect of the gods by shirking her responsibilities.

The larger woman introduced herself as Aztec, though she did not present what family she was from nor where she dwelt. Sadie was not a complete dolt, she understood that customs were different in different regions, but it forced the conversation to last longer then she was usually comfortable with. Her indebtedness to the woman drove her to be polite. After all, this wolf could serve to be a valuable ally in the journey that lie ahead. 

"Yes, I believe I will recover swiftly. It would seem that I am not one that is accustomed to being surrounded by water...No matter. My name is Sadie Romantis of the continental Romantis clan. Have you ever been to the mainland?" She assumed that the girl was island born, but things like this could be nearly impossible to tell with a clouded mind. If she had been born of the continent, surely she would have heard of her family!

Words: 308
Tags: Aztec
Muse: good good
Notes: So sorry this took so long!!!

[Aztec]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]Rust and cream peppered with flexible ashen grey and deep black made up most of the femmes coat, while she was in excellent health and did not have the misfortune of encountering a watery trap, Aztec was very much aware that when she arrived on this island with her brother she probably looked worse then this girl. Reaching back into the manners Argent had drilled into her Tec listened intently to the others words. "I would think you'll find it an adequate place full of prey and places to den."

A light nod was given when the stranger assured her she would be fine. A short bark of laughter was given at the comment of not being surrounded by water, Aztec couldn't help the reply that slipped past her jaws. "You and I both on that score. Although I won't ask how you managed such a precarious position, I should warn you his river raises swiftly and without warning, when storms have drenched the lands up stream." When she gave her name Tec would again dip her head in acknowledgement. But the question that followed caused those ears to twist back and a look of sorrow to flicker through those ocean kissed depths before the emotion was suppressed. "My brother and I washed ashore several weeks ago, and were taken in by the Airila pack who claims the lands west and north of this one. Originally we came from a land called Yellowstone, in America. Is that the continent you speak of?" Aztec wasn't very familiar with places outside of Yellowstone itself, but she knew larger massed of land existed beyond the ocean shores of her homeland. Something in the way the other introduced herself told the female that Sadie was likely from a land she knew nothing about, which only lit her insatiable curiosity. At that moment had Argent been near the light that lit Aztec's gaze would have cause him to roll his eyes and mutter 'not again..' That thought made her smile inwardly.

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Sadie

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[Sadie]

Though she was reassured that the lands held much promise for her, Sadie was still uncertain about her settling there. She had not settled in a place since her upbringing beneath the rule of her father, and she had been itching to leave there since she knew how to walk. It had been three years since she left home - her travels took much longer than expected as she had to learn how to make her own way. She had finally made it to the infamous wolf island that so many creatures spoke of on the mainland - yet she longed for the perils and strife that seemed to chase her before.

A sigh left her lips in response to the girl's efforts. "I suppose it would be smart, then, to find a den away from the river's edge. Although, the swelling waters may be a promise of rich prey..." Her mind wandered off, telling her that her paws could lead her further downstream to stir up some trouble in the packlands. She may even be able to be brought into their ranks, though it wouldn't serve her purpose as a mercenary any more than giving her a place to rest her head. Then what would it truly offer her that this place could not?

Sadie's mind returned to the brown wolf in a snap when she mentioned her own pack. She washed ashore with her brother and was welcomed into their ranks - Airila? Sounded like a kind and gentle place to have family. Family just wasn't her dream. This place she spoke of on a different continent seemed to have the girl longing for it. "I have never heard of this place, Yellow Stone? I have heard of America though. A rich and foul country, they say. Overrun with humans." She always imagined large cities full of ash and mud, and now pictured a canyon filled with golden rocks and boulders, littered with the same. A smile pulled at her lips at the thought, until she noticed the slight look of sadness in the woman's eyes. 

Worry flashed across her face as she thought she may have insulted the girl's homeland. "I'm certain they are only stories, though. My homeland is not near there at all. I am from Africa, the large land that makes up most of this island's horizon." Sadie bit her tongue. Her words did not usually concern her but this girl had her life in her paws and had the right to pull out any stops if she felt it was necessary. It was what the gods would demand.

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Words: 441
Tags: Aztec
Muse: ehh
Notes: none