Wallflower [open/Vienta]

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The beach sand was soft and felt nice under her paws. For a long time she had stayed away from sand. Though now she greeted it like a friend. Sand had been one of the first things she'd ever experienced and it hadn't been traumatic. It was nice to experience it again, to reflect on the sensation of sand. The tiny grains tickling the skin between her toes. Her purple eyes scanned the land. It was afternoon, and a warm sun embraced the beach. Hugging her light brown figure, and reflecting off the waves like light off satin.

She stepped lightly and swiftly, painting the beach with delicate imprints of her drumming paw-pads. She could smell various different wolves, some of the scents faint some of them rather new. After all this was loners land. She didn't exactly like the life of being a loner.

She was destined to be greater then what she was. She could feel it, she had more potential. She would make her own pack. The notion had stirred in her thoughts almost a month ago. However in order to have a pack she'd need a family. A pack was family. Wolves that were a unit. Like herself—a pack was more wolves bonded together as one.

Slowly but surely Eidlynn had started to lose the wolves she had accumulated inside her. Her masks. Today she would take off all of them. She'd be Eidlynn. Even if no one came to know Eidlynn today that was the mask she'd wear. That was the face, the name she'd carry around with her. She didn't want to be Susan, Samantha, or Cherylin. She wanted to be Eidlynn. A wolf that was almost like her shadow. As if Eidlynn was the real her, the wolf she'd been trying to hide for a whole year.

Tagged: .... Well Vienta.
Notes: meh.

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A gentle ocean breeze drifted lazily inland, quietly brushing back the brown and cream fur of a wandering femme. Vienta was comforted by its embrace; she loved a good ocean breeze, especially when the sun was still so high. Her tongue was lolling lazily out of her jaws, attempting to expel the excess warmth trapped in her undercoat. Normally she would have elected to sit in the shade under such conditions, but today she felt restless. The wolf had been resting in the nearby plains for some time now, after making the journey to the island of Anikira many months ago, looking to forget some of the painful memories back on Tas’alea. She had decided to continue her travels today, and the tranquil beaches of Endyt seemed the perfect place to ease her mind a little further.

She would have enjoyed traversing the white sands more, if the sun had not already heated the beach so much. She trotted briskly up to the water’s edge, where the sand was cool and wet. Unhurried waves broke as they approached her, and she took another few steps to meet them; feeling the refreshing rush of cool liquid around her toes. She lifted her head and let the air pass through her fur again with a contented sigh. Then, Vienta turned and began to follow the shoreline at a leisurely stroll. Her dark ears flicked around, listening to the idle chatter of seagulls and other birds. Her nose began gathering the scents of many new wolves. Some had been here just hours ago, while some scents were weeks old.

It was as she padded along in the waves that she slowly began to notice a fresh set of paw prints, with a strong, new scent emanating from them. Vienta’s emerald eyes snapped up in the direction of the tracks. Whoever this wolf was, she didn’t seem to mind travelling across the hot sands. Her hindered gaze could not locate its target at such a distance, and so she stopped a moment, listening again in the direction of the tracks. She could barely make out the swift, delicate footsteps of this wolf over the sounds of the sea, but they were there, deep in the white noise. She took a few hurried steps along the coast, before stopping again. Through squinted eyes, she strained again to find the blurred shape that had created these tracks. Internally, her brain was fighting itself. She had been so very lonely the past few weeks. While it had been nice at first to get away from everyone and to clear her head, now she longed once again for the companionship of another. She had never been truly alone all her life, but now, here she stood; alone in the world on this beach with the sun glaring down. Not if I find this stranger, her emotions encouraged. Vienta hesitated, She could be dangerous, deranged. What if she attacks? It was then that she caught sight of some faint movement in the distance.

But what if she’s lonely too, like me? We could protect each other then, and neither of us would have to fear from strangers. She had quickened to an excited trot now. It was worth a shot, wasn’t it? She could defend herself if need be. As her quick pace brought the shape slowly into focus, Vienta became more at ease. It was an arctic wolf, a good bit smaller than herself. She hoped the femme would be in a good mood, and if not, would at least allow her to cheer her up. As she trotted closer, Vienta barked a greeting, wagging her tail to try and signal her good intentions.



"Speaking."
Thoughts.
"Listening."

Word Count: 0616 | Tagged: Eidlynn
Muse: Pretty Good | Notes: I’m excited for this encounter.

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She had been watching a bird in the sky, not paying attention. The sudden sound of loud paw-pads against the sand startled her. "Oh." She turned around quickly, was this wolf friend or foe? If it wanted a fight she'd be ready. "You startled me. Sorry if I alarmed you." Her hackles were raised slightly, slowly lowering as the female relazed. "I'm Eidlynn. May I ask your name?" A soft smile like expression crept onto her features. Her purple eyes scanning the other wolf. She was slightly taller than herself, and a beautiful mixture of tan and various other shades. The one thing that really captivated her was her eyes. They were emerald green and mesmerizing.

It almost made her envy this female. She wished she could have eyes like those. Instead she had to be stuck with the odd eyes, the ones a lot of wolves made fun of her for. Some even thought she was a demon. That was not fun. It was nice the fact that the she wolf didn't look scared or aggressive. Eidlynn was happy about that--very happy, indeed.

"It's a beautiful day." Her tail gently wagged, as she gazed around. Taking in every and all aspects of her surroundings. The small tufts of grass and the waves. Most of all, she loved the sand and the ocean. The tangy scent of the ocean brought back memories of the boat, the fish she'd steal from the nets before the men got at them. She'd actually enjoyed life on that world, though she had a small feeling that it was good she left the world of sea life.

She was a wolf after all, a hunter. Not a scavenger of morsels from nets. Her gaze catching the green eyes of the other female she wondered. I wonder what's happened to you. Have you ever had violent dreams? Has someone ever hurt you? Her ears perking, she mentally shook all the thoughts out of her head. 

Tagged: Vienta
Notes: meh.  This post sucks. I promise it will get better though.  {I really didnt feel like doing any fancy coding.}

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Vienta was slightly startled herself at the female’s initial reaction. The Mackenzie’s presence must have gone unnoticed for quite some time. She halted her energetic pace as the femme spun around hurriedly. Her ears tilted to the sides in a moment of apprehension. The female seemed to realize that her fright was unwarranted, and tried to reassure Vienta that her intentions were similarly peaceful. "You startled me. Sorry if I alarmed you." Vienta grinned back at the wolf, in her own gesture of reassurance. "It’s alright. I didn’t mean to." She knew that a fully grown Mackenzie was often an intimidating or startling sight for the smaller species, but had been too excited at the prospect of a new acquaintance to pay it much heed at the time. It seemed that her friendly body language had also helped to calm the other wolf’s nerves.

Vienta flicked her ears forward in attention as the wolf spoke again, introducing herself. Vienta was relieved that Eidlynn had decided to start up the conversation, and seemed pleased with her presence. Her emerald eyes took in the smaller creature as she listened, glancing about her lightly colored frame. The wolf was indeed shorter than herself, but where Vienta was tall, this wolf was longer and more graceful. Vienta wondered how much faster and longer she would be able to run with a frame not so focused on sheer muscle and weight. Vienta then formed a response.

"Nice to meet you Eidlynn. I’m Vienta." It was as she pronounced the last syllables of this sentence that her eyes wandered their way into Eidlynn’s. Vienta was taken aback by the femme’s glistening orbs. They were a deep and enchanting violet, unlike the eyes of any wolf she had ever seen. Eidlynn looked away far too soon, mentioning how nice the weather was on this afternoon. The words escaped her mouth before much thought was given to them. "Woah. The day is nice but your eyes are amazing." Vienta hoped she would turn back, and allow her another glance at the unnatural color. It was then that Vienta realized that she may be putting this stranger into an uncomfortable position. She drew back.

"I’m sorry, it’s just that I’ve barely ever seen something so vibrant. That color is rarely seen in the flowers I’ve come across, let alone the eyes of a living thing." Vienta smiled again. "They’re beautiful."




"Speaking."
Thoughts.
"Listening."

Word Count: 0408 | Tagged: Eidlynn
Muse: Good | Notes: Would have gone longer but I want to know Eid’s reaction first. ^^

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Eidlynn almost lost track of thought for a moment--drifting off into a world of day dreams. It was only the she-wolves voice that brought her back to reality. "Vienta. It's a beautiful name. " The small arctic female grinned, her ears perked. When the comment about her eyes was let loose into the air, the she-wolf looked down. If a wolf could blush, the arctic's face would be flushed with crimson. Returning her gaze to the she-wolf. Her tail gently wagged. "It's both a curse and a blessing." Her voice was soft and gentle, "I like your eyes they remind me of spring. Green. Too me it's always been a color that's meant safety, a reassuring shade." Her eyes brightened with joy as she spoke.

Once again the notion of a pack sprung into the she-wolf's brain. Would this wolf be interrested? Would she be offended? Does she already have a pack? A family. Shaking the thoughts away, the arctic smiled again.

"So.. Vienta, can you tell me a little about yourself? I dont mean that in a way that is offensive or invasive. I'd like to get too know you."  Could she become my Friend? Eidlynn wagged her tail gently. She couldnt believe what she was doing. She was stepping out. The wolves before here were seeming to disappear. The female wolf born and raised in the heat of the Desert of Foreign lands named Sheila was slowly fading. Eidlynn couldn't remember much of the history she had made to go with the name. Same goes with the wolf named Susan. The wolves names Samantha and Cheryline who had very manipulative and dishonest.

Eidlynn. Could this wolf be the real her? She wanted to find out. It seemed like a thousand years had past by in the blink of an eye, and suddenly she was on a beach. With another wolf named Vienta. Had she done it by herself? No. There was one more mask she needed to take off. The mask of a frightened pup. A victim. She wasn't a victim anymore, she was a survivor.


Word count: Over 300.
Tagged: Vienta.
Notes: Well, Eidlynn is in her own way trying to make a friend. lol.  I don't know how the notion of a pack will be brought up. lol I'll think of a way.