"A man destined to hang, can never drown, a man destined to hang can never drown, a man destined to hang can never ever drown!" Her voice carried over the beach, sunk into the sand, echoed off of the waves. In no way was this girl being quiet about her singing; she was alone, and at the moment she was happy. The rogue girl was getting hungry, sure; but she would hunt something small when she got to the plains. Maybe a rabbit or rat, or some other rodent that lurked within the grasses. Celeste wasn't worried about that just yet; she wasn't worried about anything. Her smile was carefree, and her voice had a sweet country twang to it that her mother and father had both possessed and gathered from who knows where.
"A man destined to drown can never burn, a man destined to drown can never ever burn!" Usually the sands would be hot beneath her feet; but today everything was cool and cold and dreary above her head. The clouds kept rolling in; and in someplace that Celeste didn't have to worry about; she knew that it was raining. She was glad that she wasn't there too; because Celeste hated the rain. Mother would always complain when her fur got wet because she would almost always get sick. Poor Celeste, such a weak little girl; the world would most certainly tear her down whenever it had the chance. Shaking her head, the little lupine shushed her mother; she had a horrible habit of ruining her fun and it just wasn't fair. All that Celeste wanted to do was sing her song and her mother was worried about rain that wasn't even falling here.
"A man destined to fry, can never ever ever, man destined to fry can never ever ever, man destined to fry can never ever ever die!" She chuckled, sticking her feet into the water. In her imagination the waves were singing along with her; returning her song with it's own roaring tune. It's soft push and pull beat. "In any other way but... frying. Lucky that I'm dying by hanging and not drowning." She stopped, the water now halfway up her legs. It was cold this time of year, but Celeste didn't care; she would be out soon enough; all she wanted right now, was the chance to enjoy the scenery, and to sing along with the ocean. "Celeste, get out of the water; you're going to fall ill." The little wolf suddenly spoke, except the voice was different from the strong, whimsical tone that she held while she was singing. In fact... it was almost different enough to have come from a different wolf.
"You have to be careful." She whispered, her eyes sorrowful and scared. But as soon as the warning was given, the girl was back to herself, padding out of the water and laying on the lukewarm sands that the beach provided.
Taske blinked several times, confusion filling her mind, she was unsure what happened or how it happened all she knew was that she was not where she had come from, and it was HOT. She was most definitely not used to this type of dry heat that seemed to spread all around her.
The ebony girl groaned, blinking her amber eyes, she hurt all over. What ever brought her here must have banged her around too. She got to her feet then, her face in a line, not showing the pain or confusion that was over whelming her. She looked up at the bright sun, it was much brighter then she remembered. She looked around her, her amber eyes tracing every grass and stone that this small piece of land contained. There was not much there, it contained a few small patches of grass, but mostly dark rock.
The black girl closed her eyes sighing softly to herself. Where ever it was, it had little to no food, so her life will be that much harder. Just what Taske needed, a new way for her to die, added to the fact that she almost drowned and then the new heat that her body just was not mad to withstand.
Well there was nothing she could do about it, there was nothing that Taske could do to change the situation, the only thing Taske could do was live, just as the kind female long ago told her to do. The ebony girl opened her eyes, fire filling them. She was ready for the fight, she was ready to see what life gave her to overcome this time.
She was about to take the first step to make her way further into land, so she could rest and maybe find a way for her to get to the main land that she could see in the distance. But when she opened her eyes again to see a wild eyed wolf. She seemed to be more interested in her mind then to Taske, who she just looked passed if she saw her at all.
Now Taske was not sure if she wanted to talk to the she wolf, it could mean trouble for her, but on the other hand, maybe the wild eyed girl knew something about where they where... Taske was still at war with herself, trying to figure out just what she needed to do to get information about her surroundings.
It seemed that her need for information won over, Taske lifted her paws and made her way slowly to the she wolf, her eyes watching her every move, Taske was not taking any chances, not in this strange land. "Hello..?"
The girl yawned, tempted to roll onto her side and take a nap under the cloudy skies. But she didn't follow through with the urge, instead being distracted by the call of sea gulls. Ears raised, and two bright amber eyes watched the birds fly over her head. "Oh if only I could fly!" She said wistfully, barking at the birds. They called back to her as they flew, screeching their goodbyes and flying further into the horizon. The little lupine smiled. How nice it must have been to have wings. "You could pick yourself up and go wherever you wanted!" She said, voice chipper and rather excited over absolutely nothing. She gathered herself back onto her feet; glancing behind her before turning around to start her trek toward the fields once more.
But looking back; she realized that she wasn't alone. Sure, Celeste had looked upon the fuzzy black figure once before; but then she had been concentrated on other things. And it wasn't as if the girl didn't see things often; mother would warn her of dangers and then admit she was just scared of going on particular way all of the time. This time though; it hadn't been Celeste's mother's imagination. There really was someone else here! She grinned as the other finally spoke to her, scuffling over to her and wagging her tail. She was much smaller than the other wolf was, and very possibly only around half of the other's mass. In that lanky way, Celeste would always look like a yearling. Skinny and small with a sharp muzzle and long features. "Why hello there stranger!" She giggled, wondering why the other female seemed so wary of her.
"Why, ya don't need to be afraid of me; I don't bite all that much." The lupine wasn't anything to fear; she knew that. This stranger could be one of new friends right? Now that they both had said hello, Celeste knew they were at the very least, aquaintances. "Ya don't smell like nothin' but the beach.. where do ya come from?" She asked, tilting her head at the other. Maybe she was lost! And in that case, Celeste could help her. "Mother 'n I have been here all our lives and we ain't ever smelled a wolf like you." She eyed this tall dark female curiously; not a trace of fear within her features. It was sort of sad, that this tiny girl was less on edge than her much larger companion. But Celeste wasn't all there, and little did the Iranian wolf know that the other hadn't come from Anikira at all!
Eyes opened slowly, blinking several times trying to hide or adjust to light. No matter what was tried it hurts, so with a sigh and a growl of annoyance a shady frame stand on four leaving behind the soft sand bed she was resting over.
After some struggle Fuine’s shaky legs cooperate holding her weight. Instinctively after properly standing she turned to see the huge blue sea, pacific mirror that treated her like garbage when she dared to cross it. What in the world I had in mind to dare do that??. Fuine didn’t knew or wanted to find an answer, she was sure it will sound like craziness and the only think it mattered was the fact she was in stranger land after following her instincts; which pushed her to jump into water and swim.
Not wanting to waste more time staring into oblivion Fuine turned back and trailed the shore, a first reference walk to know a bit where she arrived and later she’ll dare to intrude further into the continent, expecting to find some clues to give her a better idea of this new land.
Steps mixed with rhythmic waves. Paw prints being drew on the sand to then disappear erased by the water. A silent calm place was that lovely beach, just the kind of place she liked, that until she found another living being, a tiny brownish wolf, nothing to worry until a second individual appeared; this one being the awful monster who tainted the sacred silence with an introduction. After that all the beauty Fuine found was gone as a conversation between those two start, one that looked pointless at her eyes but being the way she is every conversation was pointless and boring.
Not minding if the chatting couple was bothered the grey eyed femme sat down and watched both females, maybe from their chat she could get something useful, at least some information.
Taske watched the wild girl turn, her face brightening from the sight of the ebony girl. Which was an odd thing. Not many wolves Taske knew warmed up to a strange wolf right away, as this one seemed to be doing. Which caused Taske to become even more weary, her open attitude could be a trap, to get the better of her and for one reason or another, Taske would not even try to understand wild eyed wolves.
Taske watched her face, even with all the wildness, this she wolf still seemed to be nice, maybe Taske was just being to causes, that she was just thinking way to much into the situation, and was a worry wort. Her amber eyes looking the girl over, she seemed to be healthy enough, as most rouges where, and she seemed to be well groomed, so all in all the wild eyed female did not look like she was in another place, like most crazy wolves where.
A small sigh slipped from her lips, that was the only thing that would indicate what Taske was thinking, yes things where never what they seemed.
With a tilt of the head she watched her as she spoke. Then amusement went into Taske's amber eyes, her afraid? that was a funny joke. Taske was in no way fearful of most wolves and most definitely not her, Taske was much larger then her and trained to be a warrior by versus rouges in her home land. So by far Taske was more of a match for her, but even so, even without fear, it was still good to stay on her toes.
Then came to the question she knew would come sooner or later. Taske seemed to slump a little, knowing full well she would most likely never see her homeland again, that where ever this was it was to be where she died. Taske's blank face though, no matter what she felt held nothing of those doubts, but instead it showed mild interest.
"Well where ever this land is, I'm not from here. I was drifted from a storm onto this beach, my home is else where, but where or how far I do not know."Taske blinked her bland look showing nothing of the sadness of her plight.
With her full attention on the wild eyed female, Taske had not heard or smelled the other that was in her same situation. She would have not known that another was so much like herself that it seemed that they where long lost twines. Taske would soon find out that the world was much smaller then she thought it was.
Celeste was alright with one larger wolf; since she was a girl, and seemed to be lost, mother didn't mind that Celeste was around her. The girl smiled, thinking of her father as mother whispered of the darker colored female reminding her of her mate. Not in color, but by her height and the way she held herself. So it was alright that she might seem emotionless at times because most wolves like her had a big heart underneath all of that headstrong nature. Celeste nodded, not wanting to ignore her lovely dam, but she really wanted to pay attention to her new friend.
Her new friend who had washed up along with the latest storm. How dreadful! How positively sad! She wouldn't be able to get back home would she; she was stuck here! Celeste didn't know about places off of the island, it had never struck her as important when she had lived her two years here without a problem. The girl whined for her, even though the other lupine didn't seem to care too much about loosing her home. Although thinking about it, there was a chance that her friend didn't want her to know that she was sad. Maybe she was just being positive! So the little Iranian wolf would do the same. "Then allow me to welcome you to Anikira!" She said, not yelling, but with enough enthusiasm to choke on. "It's a nice place, I haven't had any trouble here. It's a little chilly right now, but when summer comes it'll be great." She never thought that the other wolf might actually be hot in this sort of weather; being a tundra wolf she was probably used to colder climates. "What's your name friend?" She asked suddenly; because calling her stranger didn't seem right anymore.
They were friends! Not all that close really, but if Celeste had a problem she knew she could go to her; and if this stranger ever wanted help she would definitely do the same. "I don't mind showing you around if you'd like." At least she could get her familiar with this area here! There weren't any packs around for a while; but Celeste could pick out the borders alright. Her smile was bright and carefree; at least, it was until she realized that she and her new friend weren't alone.
The switch from happy-go-lucky young female to a scared, wild little thing was devistating. Her eyes widened as she backed up, her lips curling into a snarl. "What are you doing here?!" She asked, her voice small but her stance suddenly ready to snap. The other wolf seemed a lot like the one that Celeste was talking to, but now it was dangerous! She and her daughter were outnumbered! The little wolf backed up, her heart pounding in her ears. Suddenly for her, the world wasn't so safe anymore. These two wolves were dangerous; and if they came any closer they would regret it! But maybe... maybe they both weren't dangerous. Could she really trust the first wolf to stop anything bad from happening?
Snarl fading and jaw slacking, Celeste turned to Taske, eyes timid and head low. All of this happening so quickly, it didn't strike her that the other might not be so quick to trust her anymore; because it hadn't been her that was scared to the point of snapping, it was her mother. Mother always reacted to being sneaked up on badly; it wasn't her fault. Celeste was scared, but not enough to hurt anyone. She crawled over to the female's other side; not close to the other but so that the bigger lupine was between she and the newcomer. Timidly, she peeked from her side, staring up at the female who she hadn't spoken to before. "H-hello there..."
OOC: lol. Now it'd be alright, to call her wild eyed (:
