The Visitor -- [Airila pack: open]

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It was a beautiful morning in Anikira, but the light-grey and white wolf that trekked through the mountains now didn't notice. He didn't notice the beautiful sunshine, though it had been cloudy an hour before. He didn't hear or see the birds that floated above him, high in the air. He didn't notice the slight wind that ruffled his fur and soothed his left side that had always had a slight ache to it since the attack. The wolf simply rumbled on, every now and then stopping to lift his head to catch a scent or sound of an enemy. He had wandered all the way from the loner territory of I'queyer this morning, carefully skirting pack boundaries. His mood today was split. He had lived in Anikira for three months now, but was quite dissatisfied at the same time with being completely filled with awed wonder. This island was like a dream to him. It was the most beautiful place that he had ever seen; there was so much green, so much life. Even the volcano didn't take away from its absolute beauty: in fact, it added to it. It may have been the long months that Kismet had spent locked up in the bottom of a boat that made this land so beautiful, but Kismet had a good memory, and he couldn't think of anything more beautiful than this island. Almost anything. And with that thought, Eclipse drowned out all of Kismet's joy. The thought of her made a great sadness take hold of him like a tidal wave. The entire three months that he had spent here, Kismet had been alone. As a result, he had wandered, day in and day out every day. He had not hunted as much as he ought to have, and combined with his long voyage, this made his usual bulky figure rather skinny for the time. This only made Kismet look young and weak, as if he hadn't fully grown into skin yet. That was all for the better, though, because it made him look non-threatening.

Kismet had heard a lot in his three months. Though he hadn't met another soul, he had heard many pack howls and yips. He had explored every bit of Anikira, and it's island, but had kept away from Tas'alea, for an unknown reason. In this way, he had guessed which packs were friendliest, and which were cruel. He had guessed the packs that were neither, and which were secluded. With this information in mind, Kismet had made his way to the boundary line of Airila, hoping to at least meat the Alpha of this pack. From the noise he had heard, he assumed that this was more of a family pack and less of a dog-eat-dog one. Kismet snorted as he walked along in the mountains; he had always had a strong dislike for and a low esteem of packs, and pack-life. He didn't understand why you would submit your will and life to another wolf, even if he could understand why you would want to. He had imagined only the weak or young being succumbed to such a life for protection alone, but couldn't guess why strong wolves who could take care of themselves would do such a thing. It was ridiculous. And then Kismet remembered why he had come. He had come out of loneliness. He just wanted to meet another soul, to talk to someone. He hadn't spoken in almost two years, and longed for conversation, for company. He hadn't decided on joining the pack, unless the Alpha was impressed by him and offered it; he simply wanted company. Soon, Kismet came across the strongly marked border. He contemplated for a few minutes whether or not he should cross it. In the end, though, he decided that it wasn't that bad of an idea, since he would be telling everyone of his arrival. After another minute, Kismet crossed into the packlands, but remained close to the border--and escape.

And without further ado, Kismet leaned back his head, opened his jaws and released a long howl. To his own ears it sounded sad and lonely, though he hadn't meant for it to.

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OOC: I know that this pack isn't accepting members right now, but Kismet really just needs to be introduced to the world here at Anikira. (: Besides, he's such a silly dumby, that I thought it would be fun to have him find out that they don't need new members IC? Anyone from the pack can join in (the more the merrier!), but I'd really love for Kismet to meet some of the pack members and make friends. Thanks!

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His surroundings had done a complete 180 from when he first arrived in this cluster of lands known as the Shyia. When the Mackenzie Valley brute had first arrived in this territory, it was in the dead of winter. The ground was covered with a blanket of snow and ice. The trees and plants were dead and the food was scarce. Now as his grey orbs adjusted to the early morning sun, what welcomed him was the sight of the array of colors of the leaves of the foliage that dotted the ridges of the Tia’deli Mountains. Since it was the beginning of fall, the light wind had a chill to it, but it was nothing compared to the chills that winter brought. Dimitri knew that before too long, everything would go cold and bare again, so he decided he would go appreciate the liveliness of his surroundings while he could. Plus he was hungry and figured that he’d get something for the pack.

The grey and white furball got up onto all fours and stretched his body out, being sure to loosen up all of his tight muscles from when he had been sleeping. Once he was all loosened up, he set out at a light walk as he began his descent down the mountain. Before he got too far down, an unfamiliar scent reached his nostrils which caused him to change his course of path. The scent wasn’t of anyone from the pack, so it must have been a loner who had stumbled upon the lands since he had heard that Toiro wasn’t accepting new members currently. He figured that it would be best to go see what was going on just in case the others were busy elsewhere. As he grew closer to the scent, Dimitri became aware that it was a scent of a male. Before he got too close to the scent, the owner of the scent let out a howl. He stopped in his tracks for a moment or so. This male was more than likely seeking acceptance into Airila which would make it Toiro’s job to greet him and to kindly let him know that he wasn’t looking for any new members at the moment. Dimitri thought about turning back around and just heading down to the Xayar Forest to do some hunting. But his loneliness and curiosity got the best of him as he trotted off towards the scent.

Dimitri was soon greeted by a ivory colored male that was slightly smaller than himself. He seemed to have a friendly and polite demeanor about himself, especially with how he had announced his presence to Toiro with his howl. He stopped a few feet in front of the stranger to give them some space and with a wag of his tail he introduced himself to the stranger. “Hello, my name is Dimitri. I am a hunter for the pack known as Airila that resides in this area. Who might you be,” he asked the stranger.

Words: five hundred and two
Muse Decent
Tags: @kismet
OOC: Sorry if this sucks lol

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The bulky male stood still, watching, listening, and scenting for any pack member--or otherwise--who might approach him. He tried to show a friendly demeanor, but at the moment it was rather hard, considering the strength of his current depression. Kismet sighed quietly when at first, no one came and there was no sound of any approach. He had expected a pack member that was scouting the boundaries, or the Alpha himself, to immediately answer his howling call, or to come quickly. But, instead, there was silence. The scenery remained the same, and no scent came to his nose on the wind.

This left Kismet to his thoughts, and of course, because of his current depression, his thoughts trailed toward his sister. Eclipse had always been the most beautiful wolfess alive, in Kismet's eyes. He had never minded her sickly weakness. It had never slowed him down or caused him any manner of annoyance. He never even minded that he usually had to hunt alone, and provide enough food for both wolves. Kismet had always just accepted this role of responsibility. He had loved his sister so dearly that he had never once thought about changing the situation. And now it had changed. No, Kismet thought with chagrin, it changed long before now. It changed when Seth came... But Kismet did not begrudge the chocolate male for entering both Kismet's and Eclipse's lives. He loved the male dearly, and missed both Seth and his mate. And their first two pups, for that matter.

Kismet's thoughts ended here, as his ears picked up the sound of approaching paws. The depression very slowly abated, and by the time the big Valley wolf came into view, Kismet had partially regained his friendly atmosphere. The large male that approached was mostly brown, with a few grey markings, and a grey face. Kismet smiled at the male, noticing that he was slightly larger than himself. The other wolf stopped a few feet away, clearly trying to give the loner some space, and show him that no harm was meant. The stranger wagged his tail slightly, again showing Kismet that he was friendly and that no harm was meant.

Hello, my name is Dimitri. I am a hunter for the pack known as Airila that resides in this area. Who might you be?

Deep, resonant tones reverberated from the male's throat, and his voice was friendly and kind. Kismet smiled easily at the other male, and responded by a slight wag of his own tail. And then Kismet spoke with his deep, but gentle voice.

Hello, I am called Kismet. It's very nice to meet you, Dimitri.

Kismet couldn't help emphasizing 'very' as he had been suffering from loneliness and depression, and this male had been the first that Kismet had seen in over a year, discounting the humans. He smiled warmly.

Airila. That's quite a nice name; it feels very natural for a mountainous pack. Then Kismet decided to explain himself. I am here, Dimitri, because I've been on this island for three months without meeting a single soul, and I've grown quite lonely. And this pack, from your calls, seemed rather friendly. So I thought I might start here, and...make a few friends?

"Talking."

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