Just Passing Through [Evani]

[Eithne]

Travel could take a tole on even the most able of bodies. The young could only travel so long and this winter didn't seem to be letting up anytime soon. The dust colored brute felt his legs begin to wobble in the deep snow. Fatigue was setting in and he needed shelter soon. He found himself among the Niall Caverns. Foreign to the young brute, but comforting as it called out to him. Offering warmth and safety from this winter squall. Bright yellow eyes shone like coins against his dark pelt. Relief and joy filled him as he pulled his lithe but muscular mass along to the nearest cavern. He raised his maw to the air and scented the winds billowing from within. He detected the scent of wolves, but it was weak so they may have moved on.

Delighted with his luck, Eithne carefully stepped into the enclosed space. It was enough for two so he could stretch out, comfortably. Starting with the tip of his maw, a shudder rippled through his black and brown peppered pelt, shaking the traces of winter from the course hairs. Having the snowflakes lifted from him, caused a small but welcome shift in body temperature. He moved further back from the mouth of the cavern, ducking away from the screeching winds. Sniffing each corner to be sure he was alone, he reclined to his haunches, gaze shifting over his shoulder. A brief pause as he double checked his surroundings. Then his forelegs slid along the cool stone, an ivory stomach coming to rest and absorbing some of the warmth. His body temperature warmed and absorbed into the stone, bringing it right back to him.

A pleased hum rumbled in his chest, curling one paw under and shifting to curl a bit more into himself. He was content to wait out the sudden squall. He would wait for the snow and biting winds to ebb before returning to his travels. He was far from home. Rather what was home to him. He never truly considered anywhere home. They were always on the move. This cave was shelter, as was the many dens they found. He wasn't sure what one would consider a home. Maybe a pack? Somewhere with a mate? It was a novel concept, of course. He had family and love but home was never a pack or one place. He supposed he would find out someday. For now, the brute was content to fall into repose, letting his muscles uncoil and shiver as they warmed. He supposed a nap would help, but he couldn't shake a sudden feeling in his stomach. Something just wasn't right and he couldn't rest until he was sure it wasn't a threat.

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Tag: Evani

[Evani]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]The pale form of the she-wolf slipped through the snow, her cream-hued coat, touched with mottled hues of golden-brown, only several shades darker than the crisp blanket of white beneath her. Through unclaimed territory she wandered, her small paws carrying her swiftly across the land. She’d wandered from Kamari only hours before, taken by a desire to explore the bordering territory, when suddenly the listless clouds in the sky had swollen, and the flakes had begun to fall. It had been a sign for Evani to return to her home before the weather had worsened, but it seemed as if she had not been swift enough. The wind was ferocious now, and her pale lilac eyes squinted against the flurry of snow as she darted towards the telltale shapes of caverns in the distance.

I’ll simply have to wait it out, she told herself. The moment the gale died down she would return to Valyn, where she was certainly needed. She was the sole Throne, the only healer, and with two heavily pregnant she-wolves in the pack – one being her alpha – she could not afford to wander for long. Cursing her poor luck, the small fae ducked her head and pressed forward, relieved to see the approaching shape of the rocky cliff-side that offered the safety and warmth of caves.

Blindly she ducked into the first opening she spotted, pausing just long enough to shake the snow from her fur, a tiny sneeze erupting from her. And then wide plum eyes opened, her gaze falling immediately upon the shape of another wolf deeper within the cozy space. Startled, Evani took a single step backwards, feeling something close to dread stir in her belly. She could smell him now that she was concentrating, his scent earthy and distinctly male, his pelt a much darker hue than her own. Her gaze snapped to meet his, his eyes a brilliant shade of yellow, and Evani’s head bowed just slightly as she murmured a soft apology.

”I’m sorry, I…I couldn’t see from the snow, and I ducked into the first cavern I saw,” she explained, prepared to turn and flee should he snap or snarl. ”I didn’t mean to disturb you.”


Words: 367
Tags: Eithne
Muse: Decent
Notes: ^.^

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[Eithne]

It would seem that Eithne's suspicions had not been completely unsound. He found his gaze drifting in and out of focus. The bone deep chill had melted away to languid fatigue. His eyes fought to stay open. He knew now was not the time to rest as there was something nearby. Forcing himself awake, he stood to greet the newcomer. He stretched out his long, muscled frame, pelt rippling with a shiver. Lowering his head, his gaze remained trained on the mouth of the cavern. He was a bit more awake now that he was standing, adrenaline pumping through him as he waited for the other to reveal themselves. He remained quiet, but he knew his scent was easily detected. He wasn't exactly hiding himself, anyway. The land was unclaimed, so he was only natural that any wolf nearby would come through the caverns. He had laid no claim, just found the first empty cavern and laid down. That was probably what this one had done. Seeing how the squall had grown in force and visibility was slowly decreasing before his eyes.

Eithne was surprised to find that his new companion was not another brute as he had expected. Before him was a small, seemingly delicate fae as white as the fresh winter snow. His head raised as his eyes widened, slightly. Well this was a pleasant change of pace. She was only slightly smaller than him, which didn't bother him at all. It was her eyes that struck him. The lilac color gleaming in the dim light of the caverns. Such an interesting hue, he found his hard to keep from staring. Not in a insulting way, but he couldn't help but admire them. The contrast was mesmerizing. Shaking himself out of his sudden stupor, he let a polite smile grace his maw. She seemed nervous, so he relaxed from his tense position. There was no threat, so he let himself recline back to his haunches. ”I’m sorry, I…I couldn’t see from the snow, and I ducked into the first cavern I saw,” A light chuckle rumbled in his chest, barely audible over the wind outside the cavern. "It's quite alright. The storm came on so suddenly, I don't blame you for being in such a panic." he assured, softly. Hoping to put her fears at ease. Who could be cruel in the face of such innocent beauty. She was quite easy on the eyes and he found himself unable to muster any annoyance.

Not that he had any right, this wasn't his territory and she had every right to come and go as she pleased. ”I didn’t mean to disturb you.” He shook his head in the negative. "No disturbance at all. I was merely in need of a place to rest. Some company would be greatly appreciated. The cavern is big enough for two. If you don't mind, I could stay on this side and you can have the other. I do not wish to make you feel uncomfortable." He offered, turning his head to gesture to the other half of the cavern. Maybe some space between them would keep her mind at ease. He never understood how other males could push young females around and feel good about it. His father was never that way so naturally Eithne felt no need to think in such a way either. He turned back to watch her, making sure to keep his posture relaxed and not look directly at her. He was the picture of repose and harmlessness. Though in the back of his mind he held the idea that this was all a facade. So he was sure to keep on guard, should things take a turn between him and his new companion.

"Pleased to meet you. My name's Eithne."

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Tag: Evani

[Evani]

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[attr="class","pltxt"]For a brief moment after she spoke, Evani found herself holding her breath; what she’d been expecting, she did not know…but relief immediately flooded through her when the brute smiled. He spoke a moment later, his voice soft as he seemed to work to reassure her. Nothing about the male seemed threatening, and Evani was fortunate for that. She had never personally encountered the types of brutes that some she-wolves whispered fearfully about, but she knew that there were plenty of them. Thankfully, it seemed as if luck had traveled with her.

She was surprised when he offered her the remainder of the cavern to wait out the storm. Briefly her gaze flickered back towards the exit of the cave; it was clear that the snow had no intention of calming or slowing yet, and Evani hadn’t truly desired to be chased back out into the howling gale. Her gaze flickered back to the male and she nodded gratefully, tiny paws carrying her to the wall opposite from where he laid. Settling upon her haunches, she curled her tail around her paws, her lilac gaze lifting to meet his own saffron orbs.

Eithne. She smiled at the name he offered, speaking to offer her own. ”It’s a pleasure to meet you as well. My name is Evani,” she told him, her gentle voice echoing softly in the cavern. The scent of him seemed to suggest that he was a loner, but then again, there had been several packs newly formed that Evani was unfamiliar with, so it was possible that he belonged to one of those. ”Are you a part of one of the packs?” She asked, allowing her curiosity to get the better of her. ”I wandered here from Kamari, where Valyn resides. I suppose it was a poor day for exploring though…I didn’t expect a snow storm.” She smiled at this, shrugging her shoulders. There was little to be done for it now; all she could do was be grateful that she’d found a seemingly harmless wolf to pass the time with.


Words: 344
Tags: Eithne
Muse: Decent
Notes: n/a

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[Eithne]

The storm outside didn't seem to be fading anytime soon. If anything, it seemed to gain in strength. The wind seemed to roar through the mouth of the cavern. He hadn't expected a storm of this magnitude, but was glad he had found shelter as quick as he did. Turning bright yellow orbs toward the femme in his company, he was thankful she too had found shelter. He would be sickened to his very stomach if he had heard of another wolf denying anyone shelter in this kind of weather. Shifting a bit, he moved further from the mouth of the cave. He subconsciously found his body loving closer to the ivory fae. He still managed a comfortable distance should she become uncomfortable in his presence. But his instincts told him to at least try and offer some kind of warmth. Even though the fae was unfamiliar.

"Evani." he thought to himself. What a lovely name. Short and simple but fitting to the snowy femme. He was certain had she not spoken, she would have easily blended into the whiteout of the storm. Surely more suitable to the weather than his own ebony pelt. Tucking one paw under and stretching the other, Eithne raised his head at her question. He listened as she explained that she was traveling back to her own pack. A bit far from home, he noted. He shook his head, negatively. "No, at the moment I belong to no packs in the area. I've been traveling alone for a while now. I do wish to join one, though. I was never quite cut out for a loner's life." he replied, calmly. His voice almost weary as he spoke of the travels. He had been wandering for some time, he was glad to finally rest his weary legs. One could say he was almost thankful for the storm.

He tilted his head at the mention of her pack. The Valyn. He hadn't heard much of them though whispers reached his ears in passing. He would hope they were less hostile. Judging by the mannerisms of the young fae, he would assume so. He chuckled as she mentioned how foolish it was to travel. "Yes, but even I didn't expect such a storm. I've traveled miles without incident. So who would have know going north would put me in line of such a heavy storm. I guess one can never be too sure." he replied with a sigh. He thought about the land she mentioned. It didn't seem too far from the land where he was born. He might have noticed it in passing. Though at the moment nothing seemed to ring a bell.

"The Valyn, huh? What are they like? Kamari is toward the East, is it not? I have been wondering what pack to go for for quite some time. I've heard there are hostile ones and I wish to avoid them. Perhaps you could help me?" he spoke up after a moment's thought. Saffron orbs slight with curiosity. What better way to learn of a pack than through one of the members. Eithne found himself content with her company, though she seemed a bit shy. He felt a need to hear her speak more. If not just to make time pass by quicker. At least that's what he liked to tell himself.

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Tag: Evani
Note: Just in case this is unclear in anyway, this thread is before his joining one in the Valyn hehe

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[attr="class","pltxt"]A brief moment of silence stretched between the two, punctuated only by the sound of the storm outside, fierce and raging. The wind whistled softly through the cavern, and though Evani knew she should not relax so easily, she found her muscles were no longer tense as she carefully lowered herself into a laying position. The cavern was warm, likely due to their shared body heat, though they were still a short distance from each other. It was a vast improvement from the frigid air that had nipped at her pelt previously, and she breathed in deeply, focusing upon the mingled scents around her – of the cavern, the storm, and the brute that lay near to her. When at last he spoke, he confirmed that he was indeed a loner, though it seemed that he wished for the safety and comfort of a pack. This was something that she understood, and she dipped her head slightly, her gaze sympathetic.

His questions concerning Valyn and the surrounding packs made her brighten, her vivid lilac eyes shining in the dimness of the cave as she considered how to answer him. ”I’ve learned a little about the other packs since I’ve joined Valyn,” she told him. ”I hear that Airila, Othala, and Eden are all peaceful enough. Ananke and Ultoris seem to keep mostly to themselves, though it’s rumored that they’re both allied with Kairos. And Kairos…well, they say they’re a pack of giants, and not entirely friendly to those who trespass upon their lands. They’ve claimed several territories, so you’ll have to be careful if you wander near them – Acerbus, Vor’asa, and Kal’dyne.” She’d seen the scorn in some of her packmates eyes as they’d whispered about Kairos and their conquests, though Evani had been careful to avoid conflict and to stay firmly out of the way of things she did not know much about. ”And now there’s a new pack in the Occasus. Tenebris. I don’t know much of them…I only heard of them today while I was wandering through Caurus.”

She shrugged her slender shoulders as she glanced towards the opening of the cavern, her features softening as she spoke once more. ”Valyn is…nice. They’re ruled primarily by females, but males are allowed places in the pack, as long as they are respectful of the females. It’s a bit strange, because it’s unlike anything I’ve ever seen before. But I like it. I’m a Throne there – a healer.” Her tail began to sway gently at her haunches, a smile tugging at her muzzle. ”I’ve always loved healing. It makes me feel like I have a purpose. Like I can actually help others.”


Words: 476
Tags: Eithne
Muse: Meh
Notes: A bit cruddy due to low muse, but I didn't wanna leave you waiting. It'll get better xD < 3

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[Eithne]

Eithne was glad to have the company of the smaller ivory femme. It made waiting out the storm less dull. He would have just curled up in a corner of the cavern, tail tucked in tight around his maw and tried to get some rest. Though with Evani there, he felt the previous fatigue melt away. She was perfect company once the awkwardness of their meeting had waned. The cavern felt much warmer to him with her company. He let a gentle smile pull at his lips, happy she accepted the offer of his body heat. It may have been a bit forward, but if asked he did it so they wouldn't freeze. Humming to himself, he turned his gaze to the cavern entrance. He watched the winds whip around, carrying large snowflakes and thickening the already dense blanket of white.

He watched the storm rage on, glad to be in the cavern than out there. He hoped other travelers had found refuge before the storm hit. He paused to say a small prayer for them, before looking toward Evani once more. He was content to listen to her tell him about the other packs. He had heard some tellings of the Airila and Eden packs. He was aware of the more dangerous packs, particularly Kairos. He learned quick where was safest to tread. Their lands were far from safe and somewhere he wished to never find himself stranded. He nodded his head, proving he was indeed listening. His gaze darkened as he thought of Kairos, knowing well of their conquests and brutal ways. "I have heard of Kairos' conquests before. I know of Airila and Eden as well. Tenebris is just as new to me as it is to you. Though I believe it is wise to not tread near their borders." He replied, quietly. Eithne believed he was not a violent being. He fought when needed and to protect himself or those close by. He didn't go searching for trouble and kept within his own means.

Lowering his head to rest on one outstretched foreleg, he tucked his ears back in apprehension. Valyn was primarily made up of females. Not that there was an issue with that, Eithne had the utmost respect for the fairer gender. Though he worried about how he would fit into the pack's inner workings. He was relieved to hear that males were accepted as well. He still felt a bit awkward about it, but from the way Evani spoke, his nerves settled with the reassurance in her tone. "I suppose I wouldn't have too many problems. I am respectful of everyone and I wouldn't cause any unnecessary issues." He commented, absently. His mind still on the how the Valyn worked. He supposed as long as he wasn't the only male in the pack, he wouldn't have to worry so much.

Lifting his head once more, his safforn gaze widened as she mentioned her rank. A healer, huh? Well he wasn't about to assume she was weak and couldn't have a higher rank, but a healer was something in it's own right. "Healing is an amazing art. It takes a lot of skill and heart to fill such an important rank. I can't say I've known many in my life, but I know enough to be impressed. I'm more of a hunter and fighter myself. But your rank sounds truly impressive." he replied, honestly. He was raised to believe that everyone in the pack was important, no matter what rank you held. Healers were especially important."The Valyn sounds like quite a unique pack. It's not often you find packs where females are more prominent and have so much power. Not to say it's bad or that I'm opposed to it. Just curious that's all. I would hope I could find a place in it. Being a loner isn't all it's cracked up to be." He joked, lightly. He really did want a pack to call his own. He was never meant to be alone for long.

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Words: 672
Tags: Evani
Notes: Not quiet as cutesy as I had hoped XD
Muse: Wonderful