Visions [Rasalas]

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img32/3526/ariesptmid.png] By the time Aries had left the desert and quenched her thirst at the river that bordered her home, a faint pinkish-orange line had appeared in the sky. The lightened sky alerted Aries to the coming of morning, as the dawn light lightened her normally black vision; now she saw grey. She had sucked down water, shivering as it touched her dry, hot lips. It was pleasantly cool and refreshing, and it renewed her strength. Still, nothing would revive her better than rest. She’d moved into the dark cavern of Isdyn’s Deep, enjoying the feel of cool, smooth rock beneath her tired paws. A groggy yawn opened her jowls wide as she circled her den area, a small area of dark rock with a hollow, just big enough for her to curl up in. Another yawn parted her jaws as she laid her head upon her paws, closing her eyes. She fell asleep quickly, the sound of the river ringing in her ears. It was like a sort of lullaby, soothing her to sleep. It eased her worries, fears and anxiety, until she was blissfully unaware of her surroundings. Aries feel into Sleep’s loving arms, exhausted. Aries woke up sometime later – it was nighttime, she could tell, because the landscape outside was dark and silent. She could see the dark grass – wait, see? See?! The female got up, startled. She blinked, saw the regular blackness, but as she opened her eyes again, she saw the cave entrance again, along with the rich grass outside, fertilized by the Pievunt-An. Aries gasped, not knowing if what she saw was actually real. Was this what seeing felt like? A clattered outside the cavern alerted Aries, and she fell silent at once, the hairs on her back and nape shooting upwards, causing her to seem twice as large. A shape loomed outside Isdyn’s Deep, and the femme started to growl. But then, the shape entered. It was a male wolf, and Aries recognized him instantly as Rasalas. ”Ra-Rasalas.” she whispered, a touch of fear evident in her trembling voice, for she was not used to seeing her surroundings. ”Rasalas, I can see you!” she added in a hushed voice. When Rasalas didn’t respond, Aries bounded forward, feeling unsteady on her paws. ’Wow, I need to get used to this whole ‘seeing’ thing…’ she thought, sitting down instead. Tilting her head to the side, Aries grinned at Rasalas. ”It’s a miracle. I’m not blind anymore.” she told the brute. When he still didn’t respond, Aries frowned. She took another step forward, but then…he vanished. And so did the floor. The Mexican female let out a scream and fell into the earth, the molten lava far beneath the rocky floor of Isdyn’s Deep burning her, cooking her alive. Her scream continued, even after the femme blacked out. But that was when poor Aries realized – she wasn’t awake. Aries woke for real this time, her scream still reverberating across the walls. She started to cry, hot, harsh tears coating her face and the floor. She didn’t understand why she’d had the dream, or why she’d been able to see. She’d hand plenty of dreams before, but none like this, not a nightmare. And even in her best dreams, the blind female had never seen anything, only hearing, feeling and tasting whatever had been going on within them. Aries tried to stop her tears, but her fears and desperation had finally gotten the best of her. Outside, the world was dark, just as it had been in her dream. Half of her wildly wondered if Rasalas was going to appear, while the other half continued to sob upon the cold floor. But after a while, the only sounds coming from the night were Aries' sniffles - Rasalas was not coming. The femme picked herself up and wandered outside, following the river. She would go for a stroll, she decided, and she would be back soon. Words;; 659 Muse;; Bleh. Mood;; Petrified. Notes;; D'aww, Ras gets to see her weak side. Edit - I've edited my post in order to made my liquid time thread go a little more smoothly - this thread isn't closing. Snuff, go ahead and respond when you can, and I'll have Aries wander back.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] The brute had managed to drift into sleep at some point during the early morning, but his sleep had been restless. The red brute had wiggled his body into a small crevice under a small bunch of plants, and nearly instantly fell asleep. His breath setting to deep even rhythm, and his mind believing up only the wildest of his dreams. ----- The brute awoke, highly unsure of where he was, the only certainty was that this place was home. It was a mix match land of forests and desert, and even within the small expanse that the brute could see it was indistinguishable where one stopped and the other began. Aries was laying in the morning sun, a smile firmly set against her maw as she nuzzled three whelps out into the sun. They nibbled on her legs and whimpered at each other as they set off on their play time adventure. Rasalas heard voices, but the sounds were almost foreign. He knew not what Aries or the whelps were saying, yet he longed to respond to them. Quickly, the brute arose to his feet; however he felt particularly unstable. Almost as if he had shrunk down a million sizes, but he still began to run towards them. Panting, begging for them to stop drifting farther away, alas the brute could not stop them. They seemed to not even realize he was there, almost as if he didn't matter. They weren't even searching for him. As if this nightmare was not enough for the brute, he saw two red femmes come running up to Aries. They nuzzled both the adult femme and the whelps, Rasalas tried to cry out to either his sisters or Aries; yet no sound came out.' ----- Sweating profusely, the brute sat up quickly, additionally smacking his cranium rather roughly against the branches above him. A small growl escaped his maw, and quickly he began searching around the area while his orbs adapted to the light change. No smell of his sister, Aries, or the whelps he had envisioned. The brute cast out a few lonely whimpers, for some reason he felt more alone now than he ever had before, a lone tear dripped down his face. Quickly the brute rubbed it away, showing no other signs of the emotional pain that had just been cast throughout him. It was not long after nightfall, but the brute already knew he would be late to the femme's den. She had seemed rather sincere about wishing to see more of him, and deep within himself he knew he wanted to see more of her. Rasalas stretched a bit stiffly for a moment, before he set off at a run. Isdyn's Deep was not that far away; but he did not want Aries to think for a even a moment that he was not going to show up. The cool night air was comforting to the red male, as falling asleep in the desert shade was not the smartest of ideas he ever had. His body felt achy and dehydrated, but there was nothing that would stop him from seeing that femme again. 'You're going to look such a fool for being late,' he criticized himself sharply. The brute never wanted Aries to think poorly of him, for some reason the idea of her being upset with him already tore him apart. He wanted to see that femme light up with smiles all the time, he wanted to give her a life that she never really expected to have. These were the thoughts that cast shivers of excitement throughout his body. They made him happy. That was something Rasalas had not been able to say for awhile, but the brute would happily admit that after meeting this femme any thought of her really made him happy. He could not help but day dream about her the whole time that they were apart. 'Poor Scout must really have thought me a bore last night, with my mind all elsewhere and such,' he let out an exasperated laugh as his legs proceeded carrying him forward. His pace began to let up enough so the brute could take a sharp enough inhale to let out a howl. He called out to Aries, begging that she could hear him. By now her scent was surrounding him, and he nearly felt like he was walking directly in the footsteps she had walked the night before. The brute saw a small cavern ahead, 'That must be were the beauty slept last night,' he chuckled as he imagined her all curled up in a tired bliss. But, the femme was nowhere to be found. Instantly Rasalas' mind went dark, horror struck his body and made him nearly collapse. The brute reclined to his haunches in order to stabilize himself. Her scent was strong within this cavern, she had been here not long before. A sudden gust of wind burned his eyes and soul, where would he go, what would he do. Anger like that he had experienced only few other times flared up within him, but it had a strong undertone of fear. Rasalas let out a louder, more dominant howl this time not only announcing his arrival but expressing his concern.

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img32/3526/ariesptmid.png] Aries mind was full of sorrow as she trudged back through the desert towards her home; it had stormed rather viciously in Xisyn, and the poor femme was soaked and shivering from the cold. It didn’t help that the Occasus was colder than Xisyn, especially in the fall and winter. The latter was rocky, not a true desert like its parent land, which had extreme temperatures in the hot and cold seasons. Shaking out her pelt, the Mexican wolf shivered from the cold once again. She sat for a moment, grooming her pelt and causing excess water to drip into the dry sand beneath her. It sucked it down, causing it to vanish in less than a second. Aries sighed, picking herself up and continuing her trek. It was hard, being blind, especially when she travelled into a territory she wasn’t familiar with. She’d fallen a fair few times and got her paws stuck in some rocks. The end result was that the blind wolf was covered in bumps and rather battered looking, especially since her thin pelt was clinging to her skinny body. She was also limping, her front right paw having gotten twisted when she’d stumbled into a hole. Aries let out a whimper as she put weight on her paw, and decided to just hobble home. She stumbled once or twice, but only because she wasn’t used to travelling on only three legs. As she neared the river, its’ deep rumbling echoed in her ears, along with another sound: Rasalas, calling out to her. Despite being battered and bruised, and probably having a sprained ankle, Aries smiled slightly to herself. ’So, he had come after all.’ she thought to herself. She started to hurry forward, but only ended up tripping over herself again; Aries fell to the ground, and she got up groaning, spitting out mouthfuls of sand and silt. Feeling as if she truly were worthless and unable to take care of herself, Aries continued on at a slower pace. Nearing Isdyn’s Deep for the second time in twenty-four hours, Aries heard a louder howl. Rasalas sounded different…distressed, perhaps. Why on earth would he be distressed? The blind she-wolf gave a call of her on, letting him know that she was near. Rasalas’ scent grew stronger as the cavern loomed before Aries; he must have been waiting outside for her. ”I’m here, Rasalas.” she called out gently, stepping through some small vegetation. She could scent that he was close by, and her muzzle turned instinctively towards him, a small smile gracing her features as she limped towards him. A sudden thought crossed her mind – if he knew what she’d gone through that night, Rasalas would have a valid reason for being worried. Aries reached out her muzzle to nose the brute’s throat in a friendly greeting before she allowed herself to slump to the ground outside of the cave system. ”I’m sorry I was gone,” she started with a deep sigh, licking her injured paw. ”I…went on a walk.” Aries finished evasively; she didn’t really feel like telling him about her nightmare, nor of her thoughts that had been itching to be spilled for the past night. Still, she wasn’t sure they were good enough of friends for her to spill her guts to Rasalas. Not only would it make him uncomfortable, it would be utter hell for Aries. Clearing her throat slightly, Aries went back to grooming her pelt, washing away residual rain and clotted blood. Raising her head to Rasalas, the femme muttered, ”You haven’t been waiting long for me, have you Rasalas?” Words;; 599 Muse;; Ick. Mood;; Irritated, sulky. Notes;; Short posts, y u no get longer?! [Translation - Sorry for my short posts, my muse decided to go on vacation....~]

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Sorrow and rage twisted and turned within his mind. 'Why, why the f*** is this happening again,' The brute turned away, his eyes mixed with agony and tears. Rasalas remained strong however, despite the growing flashbacks of his sisters. The brute had sworn that he would never let this happen again. That any creature under his protection would be safe. The brute began to pace slightly, his tail hanging straight down and auds pulled back. He almost missed the femme's call out to him. Thank the gods though! He turned his cranium towards the femme as she came from the underbrush. A single tear streamed down his face as pure joy began to fill his soul. His tail wagged quickly and he took a few steps closer to the female, "Aries," his voice was quiet. He shivered for a moment as the fear that once instilled the deepest caverns of his soul drifted away slightly. Yet, part of Rasalas believed that this could be just a dream too. The femme nosed him gently in agreement, and he gave her ear a slight nibble. 'Please be awake Rasalas, please. One night terror is enough for this life time.' His head was pounding as his golden orbs began observing the femme. Even in the night light he knew that the femme was injured. Her slight limp was instantly taken in by his mind, followed by her battered and damp appearance. All the fear had not melted away yet, what if something had happened to her? Maybe he should have followed her to her den. Once again the brute felt failure sweep over his frame, this whole situation could have been avoided. Whatever tried to harm her wouldn't have been able to get to her if he had been there to stop it. He heard her speak of going on a small walk, and instantly was thankful that nothing had followed her to her den. "What happened to you, sweet Aries," his voice dripped with complete concern. "I am so sorry I was a bit late, I had a dream about you, and then you were gone, I was so scared I'd never see you again, that something had happened, that you'd end up like them," the brute babbled for a moment, nervous and still feeling sort of afraid. Once again an image of his sisters danced behind his eyes. The brute clenched his orbs shut tightly, attempting to shove the disastrous thought from his mind. 'Please Algethi, Adhara, rest safe tonight' he gulped. Nervously the brute nuzzled her, "What I'm trying to say is, I'm just glad you're okay." Steadily the red brute began to believe that this was not all just some terrible nightmare playing in the confines of his mind. And he was more than thankful that she was alive and safe now. Despite his concerns about her ragged appearance and slight limp, she was alive and breathing. That was what mattered the most, he could prevent future incidents, but if she had died while he was gone... that was a thought that he dreaded more than anything. 'She heard your call, Rasalas, this is not a dream at all,' a huge cheesy grin crossed his face. He was safe as was she. And she could hear him. This was pure reality. Quietly he spoke again to her, "I would wait forever if it meant you were safe. A few minutes is nothing at all." A part of him hoped that the femme hadn't heard him. All of these things he was showing her were so unusual for Rasalas. He was always friendly to others that he came across, but never was he so open. Never did he reveal so much of himself so soon. This femme had the ability to see right within his soul if she chose to. It excited the brute, yet enticed nervousness within him as well.

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img32/3526/ariesptmid.png] The blind wolf let out a sigh as her warm tongue rasped over her cold body, warming her slightly and cleansing her wounds, feeling battered and rather bruised. The thought crossed her mind about what she must look like at the moment, and she chuckled as her mind answered, ’Probably like I’ve tried fighting the sea near pointy rocks…’ Aries rolled her eyes as her head fell to her paws, feeling drained. Her ears twitched slightly at the sound of Rasalas’ voice, and she shifted to lay on her side, muttering when the brute finished, ”I went down into Xisyn for some infernal reason. I met a femme, after I’d fallen a few times.” she explained, embarrassment completely lacking in her tone. It didn’t matter, not really – she wouldn’t let herself feel the fool with Rasalas. After all, they were friends, right? And friends could tell each other things without feeling stupid. Suddenly, Aries sat up. Rasalas had had a dream? About Aries? It was like déjà vu, the blind femme was flashed back into her dream. ”No, Rasalas…I will always come back, I can promise you this.” she muttered gently, speaking slowly. Shaking her head, Aries asked, ”But you mentioned a dream. What was it about? I had a dream, too, a nightmare, really…” The female bit her tongue, wondering whether or not to continue. With a soft sigh, Aries decided. ”I dreamt that…that I could see.” she started, a small whimper shaking her frame. ”And…and my dream, I woke up, and you were there…but you weren’t saying anything. Rasalas, y-you just stared at me.” the blind femme continued, her voice starting to tremble, her body following suit. Taking a deep, shuddering breath, Aries curled up again, as if to hold her body together. ”You left – disappeared, really. You were there, just staring, and then you weren’t…and then the floor vanished – and I fell – woke up. Screaming.” Aries’ voice was shaking uncontrollably now; she kept halting to draw in breath as she struggled to force her anxiety from the nightmare away. What did it mean? Was Rasalas going to vanish from her life? Surely her being able to see and the earth suddenly falling from under her were impossible. Aries swallowed forcefully, removing her body from the cramped ball that she’d placed it in, and instead raising her head towards Rasalas’. ”I’m fine though, really, I just sprained my ankle, twisted it or something…and these cuts will go away soon…” she finished in a voice of forced calm; the nightmare was still haunting her. Was she not meant to have friendship? Was she meant to be alone her entire life? Surely that wasn’t the case…everyone deserved friends, deserved love. A few tears leaked from the blind females’ eyes, and she blinked them away. ”Rasalas,” she whispered pitifully, slinking closer to him. ”Promise me you’ll stay with me? I-I’m afraid of being alone.” Aries whimpered, burying her face into the brutes’ chest; all she wanted was comfort, a friend, someone she could confide in. Having moved so close to the brute, Aries had no trouble at all hearing him as he whispered to her; a soft blush rose in her face, which he wouldn’t be able to see since her face was nuzzling his chest. ”Thank you, Rasalas. I know we only met last night, but…you really are my first friend. I trust you.” she murmured, breathing in his scent, letting it encircle her, comfort her. Hesitantly, she pulled away, her thoughts about a pack coming up again. ”I-I was thinking.” she started, feeling nervous. ”Why can’t I form a pack? I don’t want to leave my home…I want to stay here and be happy…” Aries finished, trailing off and turning her face away from Rasalas. She wondered if he would laugh at her, but she immediately shook those thoughts away. He wouldn’t do that, he was too nice… Words;; 650 Muse;; Better. Mood;; Frightened, apprehensive. Notes;; Bleh.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Rasalas watched the femme roll herself into the tiniest ball she possibly could, and instantly the thought crossed his mind to lay next to her. 'No Rasalas, she will be afraid of you, she is probably already uncomfortable with the physical contact you have been giving her,' the brute bit his tongue lightly. His head was pounding as the anxiety slowly relieved itself, she claimed to be okay. He would keep a close eye on her, in order to ensure that she was not purely telling him what he wanted to hear. Rasalas was convinced that whatever it took, this femme would be safe. The thought brought Rasalas some sense of security, knowing that he would be able to care for a creature in a way different than what it was with his younger sisters. He smiled and let out a light laugh, "As long as you're alright and no one was causing any issues with you." The smile lingered upon his maw while he proceeded to observe the female. Rasalas was glad that she had met another femme, it would be good for her to have friends. She was beautiful and intelligent, and it would only take a few creatures showing her this to change her self-esteem issue. The night was surely brightening for Rasalas, there was no doubt regarding that. His auds flicked a few times whilst he listened to her speak of her dream. It bothered him slightly that they had both had such strange dreams, especially on the same night; however, he was pleased knowing that her subconscious had kept him in mind. "I am glad you will always be here, I will never let anything harm you. And worry not, for I swear to you that I will never leave either." A quiet sigh escaped his parched mouth when she inquired about his dream. It was only fair that he explain it to her though, after all she had confided in him with her dream. The brute was quite nervous, was he to tell her everything? The thought of telling her about the whelps made him feel rather uncomfortable, but the male decided that perhaps confiding in a friend would be the right thing to do. 'Hopefully she was as honest with me as I am about to be with her,' his mind taunted him lightly, planting the extra seed of doubt within his skull. Yet the brute had made up his mind, no matter how awkward this was going to be he was going to tell her the whole dream. "Well," he started, rather awkwardly, "In my dream I was watching you from afar, you were playing with whelps." The brute paused awkwardly, as if the thought had made him lose his train of thought. "The land was a mixture of desert and forest, it was quite strange, but, anyway. You were trying to get the whelps to go off a little ways and play, but they did not want to leave their mother's side. And I was calling out to you, but neither you or the pups turned your head. So I began running toward you all, and you kept drifting farther away and before I knew it my sisters were with you. You guys seemed like you knew each other so well, yet I couldn't grasp your attention in the slightest," the brute began panting. He was flustered from explaining the dream and had been speaking rather quickly. He shifted slightly uncomfortable, that is until the femme buried her face within his chest. A warmth began consuming Rasalas, and the brute had noticed the smile had hardly left his features. Once again he felt important, needed, and like there was someone who cared for him. The brute was rather nervous, he knew not what to expect from the whole meeting with the femme the night prior. Excitement was rushing through him as well, and something told him that there was going to be a very good future between the two of them, whatever that may be. "I trust you as well, and I have never had a friend before, only my family before they were gone." He paused for a moment, allowing the reality of his situation to sink in within his bones before responding. "And I think you would be a phenomenal alpha, starting a pack is a great idea. You have seen the cruelties of the world in a way no other has, that's impressive and respectful. Starting a pack in your home lands would allow you the benefit of knowledge of the area, and it would bring security to you." The brute licked her face for a moment after she pulled it from his chest. The brute truly did like the idea of the femme creating her own pack. It would be good for her, remind her that she was worth more than she gave herself credit for. "I will help you out in any possible way I can, if you need it that is," his head turned shyly away from her. Rasalas knew the femme would need no help if she set her mind to creating a pack. She was strong-willed and could really do whatever she wanted. Blindness did not mean the femme was not able-bodied.

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img32/3526/ariesptmid.png] Aries could only shake her head in response to Rasalas’ concerns of her having an altercation with another wolf. No, the femme had done her no harm; it was the rocks that had done most of it. The blind wolf winced at the thoughts of all those sharp stones digging into her pelt, causing her to shed blood. She lapped at her wounds gently, feeling as if she’d been stabbed with multiple thorns. They stung slightly, and dirt had most certainly slipped in with the rocks’ points’, but it didn’t bother Aries too much. She was strong, she could handle pain well, and she didn’t think they would get infected. Despite the number of cuts and gashes, they were all relatively small. The femme grumbled under her breath, shaking her pelt out once more; the tingling was starting to get on her nerves, and she felt sore, not wanting to move. She turned her muzzle up towards Rasalas’, and she chuckled a little. ”The only things that seem to harm me are things that don’t move. I’m surprised I didn’t get stuck to any cacti.” she told the brute, shaking her head in amusement. Aries had always felt so out of place when she’d gone to other territories. Even Xisyn, which was technically a part of the Occasus, she had not fully explored! Every trip she’d taken down into the valley had ended up in her getting scratched and covered in dirt. Still, it hadn’t been as bad as she’d thought it would be. At least she hadn’t gotten lost, and the only true wound she’d sustained was her twisted ankle. Aries licked her ankle gently, another whine slipping past her teeth as she tested it gingerly; her leg wobbled as she put weight on her paw, and she groaned before lying back down in the dust. ”Ras, you and Scout were talking about herbs, right?” she asked curiously, moving to her side so as to remove the pressure from her leg. Snorting somewhat, Aries grumbled, ”My ankle…I think I sprained it or something. Normally I wouldn’t bother, but I need to walk sooner or later. Do you know of anything that could help?” The femme sighed inwardly, hoping she would be able to heal quickly. If not, she’d be confined to her den, with nothing but the gentle tremors of the Pievunt-An for company. Aries rolled over onto her back, fighting the urge to wiggle around and scratch herself. She was feeling…different, much more relaxed around Rasalas, and she couldn’t help but feel a little playful. After all, she’d never had a sibling to play with when she as a pup, and Rasalas was only a few months older than her. She was about to say something, but then Rasalas started recalling his dream. She listened intently, feeling a tad awkward as well. She had a feeling in the pit of her stomach that in his dream, the pups had been hers. As Rasalas finished, Aries rolled once more onto her stomach. She sighed gently, frowning in thought. ”That’s a strange dream…but at least it was only that.” Aries murmured comfortingly, offering the brute a soft smile. ”But if you ever do call out to me – I’ll always come.” And then it was Aries turn to feel awkward and nervous, as they spoke of forming a pack. ”I…I’m just scared…” she started with a sigh, wishing all of her negative emotions would just go away. ”What if they laugh at me? No one would respect a blind alpha, especially if they were female…” she mumbled sadly. She rolled herself onto her back again, allowing the full moons’ light to strike her face, causing her orbs to glow in the dim, night light. ”I just don’t want to leave. It’s obvious that if I leave, I won’t be able to move much…I’ll end up getting hurt or something.” Aries licked her lips, taking a deep breath. ”If I do make a pack…you’re my beta.” she growled firmly, closing her white eyes. It might have seemed strange to any other wolf, but Aries felt that Rasalas was sincere – he had her back and she had his, they would protect each other and stick together. They were fast friends, and that was that. They trusted each other. Words;; 715 Muse;; Good. Mood;; Unsure. Notes;; None.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] Rasalas held his mind firm, not allowing himself to drift into awkward thoughts too much. He was nervous about telling the femme about the dream even though the words had already emitted his maw. He was now sexually mature and full grown, and the brute was attempting to convince himself that having dreams of pups was a normal occurrence for an adult; yet, somehow it felt wrong. Within him something was forming that he hardly even realized, and hopefully the brute would be able to stifle it and gain control of his slightly short temper. The red one had been struggling to control his in set rage for quite sometime, but without much socialization it was difficult for him. This short temper was something that he held in secret from any creature who met him, it was a deep issue that he had acknowledged and wanted to fix without anyone else seeing it. "I'm thankful I didn't have to drag you from a tangle of cacti," the brute chuckled and nuzzled the wounded female warmly. He hated seeing her so battered and torn, and before she even asked the brute was already turning over medicines that could be in the area within his mind. Instantly an idea crossed his mind, there were various types of ferns that he could gather. The ferns had the ability to pretty much dull almost all pain, especially if her wounds were to get infected. The brute's mind was absolutely rolling, he needed to make sure that he could go where he needed to before the next nightfall. He was not about to let her waste away in agony for a whole day and night. The brute was going to set out at day break and would return to her by nightfall if he needed to leave and get something for her. Then she would be sleeping safely, and would be awake when he returned. The brute reclined to his haunches for a moment, attempting to relax from the restless sleep and the run to find the femme. It had been an emotionally stressful time until not that long ago, and the brute was pleased to have an opportunity to kick back. A minute or so later and he was laying on his stomach next to the female who had flipped over onto her back. Rasalas pondered the idea of playing with her a bit, but it had been quite awhile since he had toyed around with another wolf and he wasn't sure he quite knew how to anymore. It seemed like an eternity had passed between the time with his sisters and now. The brute felt like he had aged significantly since he had been alone, even though it had only been a matter of a few months. He panted lightly as he watched the femme begin to act slightly playful, he enjoyed it, was thankful for the comfort she so obviously felt around him. Rasalas too felt comfortable around Aries, and he was hoping that she realized that as well. Aries asked the question that had been tossing in Rasalas' mind, medicine. "I do have a few ideas for what I could get for you to aid with the pain and potential infection, my dear," he spoke smoothly, as if he was well versed on the topic, "There are some ferns, I believe they would truly help you. I will gladly bring you them, I can head out at day break; but, for now I want to spend time with you. Well, until you are tired and want to sleep that is," the brute giggled slightly. It was becoming all to apparent to himself that he would go to great lengths to ensure that this female was as happy and healthy as possible. Perhaps, while traveling he would pick up a few other useful plants to bring back to her; just in case she would ever need them. Once again the dream was brought up, he felt his face warming up as the blood rushed to it. Embarrassed yet again, the brute shifted slightly in his laying position. "It was strange, I'm so thankful to be awake now. Please believe I'm going to hold you to that, I'll expect a response," he nuzzled the femme again and let out a laugh. His tail began drumming the ground rhythmical, expressing the happiness that was within. "Aries..." he seemed slightly shocked by her next statement, "I am honored, I would love to be your beta of these lands. Thank you so much." The brute was taken a back, and filled with absolute pride and respect for the femme. She truly was a wonderful creature, and none would be able to convince him otherwise.

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[atrb=background,http://imageshack.us/a/img32/3526/ariesptmid.png] The femme smiled gently at Rasalas, lying in the rich grass that surrounded her cavern, thanks to the rich soils of the volcano that loomed a ways away from them. She stretched out with a massive yawn, paws reaching out into the air. A chuckle passed her lips as Rasalas nuzzled her, and she wriggled closer to him, their sides touching as they lay parallel to each other, Aries on her back and Rasalas on his stomach. ”It really would have sucked. The cactus, I mean. Have you ever got their thorns stuck in your skin?” she asked, closing her eyes and inhaling the scents of the night. She remembered, when she was about six months old, having wandered off on her own in a fit of rage. She had met a wolf, not much older than herself, who had teased her for not being able to see. The rude stranger had bit her and scratched at her, and Aries had stormed away after nearly biting his ear off. Aries had ended up stuck to a patch of cacti and was stuck for hours before her parents had found her. Laughing a little at the last part of her memories, Aries told Rasalas, chuckling as she did so. ”I kept finding thorns in my fur for days after that…” she finished, opening her eyes and rolling them slightly. The femme got up quickly, shaking her pelt out. ”Want to get a drink?” she asked, licking her lips. It had been nearly a full day since her last drink, and her day had been tiring. She didn’t wait for an answer; she merely got up and padded off, Rasalas walking at her side. As they reached the bank of the water, Aries dipped her muzzle into it, drinking slowly. The water was sweet and clean, and tasted of stars and moonlight. Muzzle dripping slightly as she pulled away, Aries snickered a little and then shoved Rasalas into the water. Normally, the Aughgar River was wild and had a fast current, but as of late it had slowed considerably, no doubt caused by the drought. Aries grinned cheekily at Rasalas as she laid down at the edge of the river, gently sliding in her injured paw; the cold water numbed it, and it flowed gently over her ankle, creating a rather soothing sensation. Aries yawned widely, dropping her head to her other paw. Perhaps she would nap here, if only for a moment… ”To be honest,” Aries mumbled, feeling the world start to slip away, ”I’m a bit tired right now…I can wait for those reeds, the river is doing a good enough job…” she yawned softly, her thoughts starting to fill with a foggy silence. As the world drifted away, Aries lost her awareness. For all she knew, Rasalas was still standing in knee-deep water, and any sound he made was already a part of her dreams. The slow-moving water eased her pain and lulled her to sleep, as the cool night air ruffled her fur. ”Ras.” Aries mumbled suddenly, sounding groggy. ”C’mere.” she sighed, alright asleep once again. She wanted the feel the brutes’ warm fur pressed against hers as she slept, for hat better blanket was there than a friend? Although Aries wasn’t aware of it at the moment, her unconscious mind knew that Rasalas would follow her anywhere, and she would follow him, too. To Aries, a first friend was the one you would keep for life. Words;; 579 Muse;; Decent. Mood;; Playful, then tired. Notes;; Yeah, she had to fall asleep.

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[atrb=background,http://img201.imageshack.us/img201/1830/rasmid.png] The warmth of the female's body pressed up against his was reassuring, he enjoyed being as near to the female as he was. A part of him was completely astounded that the two of them had hit it off so well. How often was it that two creatures could meet and nearly instantly feel as if they trusted one another in pure totality. The brute felt safe confiding in Aries though, and she seemed to return the favor. Happiness had overwhelmed Rasalas in the past few hours, he had met two creatures that were surprisingly pleasant to be around. That must be a rare occurrence, as Rasalas had never seen or heard of anything like this in his life. The brute was usually friendly, yet somewhat weary of the creatures he conversed with. This beautiful femme was completely different though, like nothing he had ever imagine would be true on this world. 'I am glad we are sharing moments like these,' his thoughts seemed almost melodic as he smiled and chuckled at the female kicking her paws in the air. This was all almost too good to be true. Her story made him a bit upset at first, for the brute hated to hear of how she was bullied in the past, but in the end they both ended up chuckling together. "There was a few times with my sisters that I ended up getting thorns stuck in my flesh, or having to pull thorns out of them. My knowledge of herbs really grew when I became responsible for their little lives," for once the brute's voice wasn't overwhelmed with sadness as he spoke of his siblings. It still stung him a bit, yet he was enjoying the moment that was being shared with Aries far too much. After all, the two girls were out there somewhere right? They had found a stable home, and they would try to find him too. One day they would be reunited. The smile did not fall from his face either this time, some sort of voodoo magic really must be in the air tonight. Thankful she inquired about water, the brute followed her to the water. His golden eyes observed her silhouette as she dipped to drink, Rasalas had been so focused on admiring the female that she got to take advantage of it and push him in the water. "Hey!" he called out as he slipped into the river before them. The water cooled his tense and dehydrated body, perhaps Aries was only trying to help him in the same way he was planning on helping her. Either way, the water felt phenomenal and the brute sent a few splashing waves in the female's direction before he bent his head down to the water and began lapping some into his parched mouth. Before the brute realized it, the femme was laying and washing out her wound. Rasalas would have liked to do it for her, but he didn't want to make her feel like she couldn't care for herself. Even though the brute wanted to just do everything he could for the femme. Carefully wading out of the water as Aries summoned him closer, the brute curled up behind her. He enjoyed laying near her and listening to her rhythmic breathing; yet the brute knew he would not be able to stay too long. Being so close and comfortable to the femme would send him to the dream lands as well, when he still had another mission to attend to. Perhaps if he could go quick enough the female would not even realize he was gone, who was he trying to kid. Aries was certain to wake up and would definitely realize that he was not cuddling her anymore. The brute nuzzled her slightly before whispering in her ear, "I'm going to Kamari, worry not. I am purely going to grab some ferns for you, and then I will be back. I will move with the utmost speed, darling." And with that the brute slowly rose from behind the femme, and padded away several feet from her before he began running in the direction of Kamari.