Exploration, land or soul?; Open

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[bg=000000][atrb=background,http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff153/Lumarinam/kastiel-background.png] Kastiel was enjoying a break from the falling snow, and stepping out onto a plain of untouched snow was an almost rewarding experience. Maybe there still a piece of pup-hood hiding in his heart, for the moments his paws touched a piece of land unexplored previously, something so fresh and outstretching. Well never completely without his senses and his weary nature, he let himself roll with the moment. He raised his paw, touching it against the ice in a deliberate, delicate moment. The second it touched a broad smile erupted along his mussel and he pounced! Took into the air and let his paws catch snow as they land, kick out against it. The once untouched, almost smooth-appearing surface was broken by his play. Delighted at the power he held over the shifting earth – for yes, with every moment it did feel as through it shifted as the snow moved down against his weight before settling once more. He pounced again, dark shape against the light sky, and then down he came. He touched snow... and kept falling. A bush must have been buried there, and maybe there was a slight alcove where the branches had sheltered part of the ground. Whatever it was, it was like the snow just crumbled beneath his paws and swallowed him whole. The scene became as through untouched once more, paws leading up to one spot... and vanishing. Silence against the world as the animals rested in peace from the snow, no sign of life present for miles to come. The disturbance Kastiel had created was at peace once more. Moments passed. A cascade of snow rose, falling off the dark shape that pushed o the surface, like a whale through the water. Head pushed free, gasp of breath that swallowed snow. His dark form enveloped with white – but that was quick to change as he shook it free from his coat and stepped humbled upon firmer ground. Paws moving delicately now, proudly, eyes glaring wearily about him, afraid another might have been partial to the moment, a pair of squirrels looked down at him from there homes in the tree, giggling away like it was a right old joke. He bared his teeth threateningly at them, his lips curled back in a snarl and the rumble emitting from his throat a warning. They shook there little heads, still laughing, and vanished from view. Kastiel, intent to carry on as through nothing had happened, pushed on. He had territory to explore and learn, prey to seek and track, and borders to watch over... it was time for the Beta to get to work. Making his way towards the low mountain peaks, knowing this was ground of ye uncovered by his exploring. In this area he hadn’t discovered a herd yet, and this worried him. if they had migrated to other territories, waiting for the storm to blow over, it might be a while before the pack caught sight of a decent meal.

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[atrb=background,http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff153/Lumarinam/celeste-background.png] Celeste sneezed, ignoring the chill that she felt while traveling in more Northern regions. She couldn't live here, she knew it; but there was something about the snow that was fascinating. She couldn't stop herself from gazing upward with such enthrallment; the mountains looked to be such a magical place. So that was why she had started her trek upward. What she hadn't expected, was for it to get so cold so quickly; and after that, for a storm to roll in on her. The little lupine was cold, but hadn't gotten sick yet. She could hear her mother's worries beside her, telling her to be careful not to catch cold or she could freeze up here. She needed to find a place to stay or else she would find that her little journey into Shyia territory would be her last. Her eyes watched the snow fall with such viciousness she was entranced; although it stuck to her pelt and everything around her, it was more beautiful than she had imagined. "Celeste p-p-please find somewhere to stay." The words that fell from the gentle wolf's mouth were not her own, but her mothers. And Celeste always listened to her mother. Always, always, always. She was there after all; she could see her beside her, she was a little taller than Celeste herself, and held more mass to her middle. Her head was always down though; making her appear smaller no matter where she went... but right now, the other female's eyes were boring into her own, timid and scared and worrisome and loving; how could Celeste not listen to such a caring gaze? The female nodded, smiling to her mother; and searching through the storm for a warm place to sleep. Her heart swelled; she shouldn't bring her aging mother to such dangerous places; she never left her and this was how she repaid the sweet old lupine. "Sorry mother." She apologized. Lucky for her, the mountains provided many a dug out for a cold lupine. Celeste buried herself in an old fox dug out and watched the snow roll in. It would be a hassle, digging herself out in the morning; but it was worth it. She would wake up in the morning chilly; but not cold. The closeness of the little den she made kept her warm throughout the night. It was when she had to dig herself out that she got the chills. And she wasn't sure just where she was, surrounded by white; the little lupine was just glad to be out of her tiny den. Her eyes widened at how vast the territory seemed while covered in snow. Celeste giggled, romping through the cold wet fluffy powder; before stopping in her tracks... someone was coming. "Hide Celeste!" She sounded scared, terrified even; and quickly hid behind the nearest bush, watching as the dark pelted wolf romped in the distance. Her mother hated him. Despised him for being larger, being male, being territorial and dangerous. But Celeste wanted to meet him; wanted to see if he was as nice as he looked while playing in the snow. If he was, then maybe she could make a new friend! Celeste whined, "I won't get too close mother; I only want to see what he looks like." She crept closer, keeping her head low. But as soon as she got the courage to walk closer he seemed to switch out of play mode, and started patrolling. Or something that had to do with his pack dut- oh no! She was on pack grounds wasn't she? Surely he didn't want anything to do with a rogue... but it was too late now; if he didn't see her, he had heard her or even smelled her coming. The snow that had piled over her scent before couldn't mask her now that she was out in the open. All that the girl could do now was be brave. She hopped after the male, her legs covered in snow and her little body shivering with the cold. For now, with the sun up; Celeste was in no danger of freezing... but once night fell she would have to get lucky again. And getting lucky twice in a row wasn't something that any wolf should place their bets on. OOC: It's sad, writing her, I feel like her mommy is actually there sometimes. But so does she; so it's all good (:

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[bg=000000][atrb=background,http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff153/Lumarinam/kastiel-background.png] Okay, so maybe a little trip wasn’t too much damage to his pride, and it wasn’t like there was anyone about to see and judge him. All the same, he couldn’t bite back that twinge of annoyance at his own fool-hardy behaviour. He was working hard to build the image of what he hoped was the ideal Beta. Toiro had to see him as strong and capable, with initiative, respect, an ability to put the pack first and still be warm and welcoming to strangers. Okay, maybe less of the warm and welcoming – but at least calm enough to listen and make joining this pack appealing for those that asked. He was not use to the idea of socialising with wolves, of being part of a society. Even authority was something altogether knew to him. Now, not only did he have a boss (his Alpha) but he himself held a great deal of power in this pack. He was Beta to Toiro, and the idea of letting down his Alpha was a worrying one. Kastiel just wished he had experiences to draw from, but in all his years... this was new to him. But back to reality and away from the in-depth dealings of his mind where the scents of the packs could roll over him like waves, and his keen ears where twitching wearily with sounds. The point was – there was a new scent here. Yes, there was the possibility that it was a newly joined wolf. With the pack only just coming to life there had been a few wolves migrating to this area to learn about there pack and see if it was the home they wanted. However, eyeing the young she-wolf he knew there where no scents of his Alpha upon her. She had travelled into pack lands, if she was aware of this then her lack of respect was about to get her into trouble. If she was not, then a stern warning would be issued regardless. Was that a shiver that fled across her little form as she made her way towards him? Kastiel watched her wearily as she approached, he himself had slowed to and come eventually to a stop. There was no need to pursue her when her direction would lead her to him. Here he could hold his stance and watch her, ready to chase her is she gave him reason to. The pack came first, after all... All the same, he wanted to know her story, understand why she crossed this land alone, when clearly she was not built for the cold. Leaving her alone out in this weather, alone, an almost familiar twinge pulled his heart. The pack came first, but if he could help her he would. He would not leave her to the world if he could help himself, a promise that only he would know. It was almost familiar now because there had been another solitary form he had come across not so long ago. One that he had given permission to join this pack to. Spirit, her name was. “Greetings. Why, I must ask, have you treaded upon land that belongs to a pack?” Formal, to the point and yet not without compassion, as his soft eyes watched her, waiting for her response.

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[atrb=background,http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff153/Lumarinam/celeste-background.png] The girl blinked at the male, her ears swiveling as he spoke, her eyes watching his movements. Celeste wasn't scared, and for now it seemed the entity in the depths of her mind that she knew as her mother, was too afraid to speak. The little lupine was glad that her mother was letting her meet this stranger; but it had never once crossed her mind that he wouldn't want to meet her. The girl acted like a pup, and even thought like one, but despite her size she was an adult wolf. And as an adult, she would be held accountable, whether she knew what that meant at that particular moment or not. The chipper female wasn't sure how to answer his question though. She was here because... because... "I wanted to see the mountains!" That was exactly it. There wasn't much more to it at first, she was traveling upward to see the giant stone looking hills, and she had gotten lost. "But then I was caught in the storm last night. There was so much snow I didn't know I was on pack lands." She frowned, she was going to get kicked out wasn't she? "Mama and I ain't got no where else to go, but if we're tresspassin' we can leave." She said, feeling bad. "I don't wanna getchu in trouble." She said ears back, tail between her legs. Celeste was so expressive, it could be alarming at times. There was no telling how she was going to react; but at least when she was herself and not her alternate personality she wasn't dangerous. "Anyways, I'm Celeste, I'm from the warmer part of the island I guess; a rogue." She explained who she was, but had to stop mid sentence. The Iranian trembled and sneezed, but was careful not to sneeze on her new friend. "Who're y-y-ou?" The girl asked, her big orangey eyes bright with curiosity. She didn't want to get him in trouble by being here, but she wanted to make a new friend so bad. Celeste loved proving her mother wrong, she thought everything was so bad; so dangerous, when Celeste considered just about anyone her friend, even after knowing that they won't do the exact same for her. OOC: Sea <3

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[bg=000000][atrb=background,http://i241.photobucket.com/albums/ff153/Lumarinam/kastiel-background.png] Kastiel’s eyes where on the fae, and in turn she blinked at him, watching his movements, her own ears twitching. There was no fear in her, not in her eyes or rising from her scent. Her lack of fear could not be down to her ability to look out for herself, seeing the size differences between himself and the fae. He wondered then if she simply did not believe he would hurt her (Which wouldn’t be far from the truth) or if in fact she had back up lying in wait in the distance. Of course he had to see a trap in every situation – it had practically entered his job description. He raised his head, looking over her shoulder for a moment and sniffing into the wind. He caught no sight or scent of others, and maybe, just maybe he could be wrong – but he did believe that she was alone. It took her a short moment to answer his question, as through wondering exactly why she was here. There seemed to be no surprise at the mention of pack lands, no questions, no apologies in regards to it. His mussel set in a stern line, not all too sure what to make of this wolf. Want to see the mountains? oh, his heart twisted in agony for a moment. Although no sign of this crossed his face. It was exactly the type of response Dust would have given him, in fact he could almost hear her voice in his mind in that moment... “To see the mountains, Kastiel! Look! Look at there height, isn’t it wondrous?”

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Here at last came the realisation of what pack lands must mean for her, or at the very least she had the sense to explain herself and even offer up an apology. She mentioned her mother then, and Kastiel found himself looking about them wearily. Where was this other wolf? How could he have missed her scent? He drew in a long draw of breath, nose pushing into the wind. Once more... there was nothing. She tucked her tail between her legs now and looked mighty sorry for herself.
“Celeste’
He murmured softly – the name she had just introduced herself under
“My name is Kastiel, and I’m the Beta of these lands. Listen, I wont kick you out immediately but you can’t really stay here seeing as you’re a rouge. Do you have somewhere you can shelter for the coming night?
He knew the night yet to come would be just as cold as the one already passed. Where ever she had sheltered to get through it, would it suffice for another night? But no, the real question was – was it in or outside the pack territory?
“Now, why don’t you introduce me to your mother?”
He asked softly – if she could prove she wasn’t alone at the very least it would ease his mind to her chances of surviving another cold night. Not to mention he hated not knowing where a rouge was on there land.
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