Upon Arrival [Arche/Open]

[Torque]

Torque made his was up the mountain slope his gaze on he peaks. His paws had grown hard from trekking on rock for so long and he barely noticed the sharp object pressing against his pads. Now being around three years he was fully grown and was interested in beginning his new life on Anikira. Later he would learn that he was walking along the Tia'deli Mountains, the border of the Airila pack. This territory reminded him most of home, as well as his sister which sent and ache in he chest that he ignored to his best abilities. His dark fur was tangled and smudged with dirt as well as drying blood from a cut above his eye. He had not bothered to evaluate his appearance since he first arrived on Anikira, only briefly pausing to clean the larger debris from his pelt.

The sky was slowly darkening into twilight, which meant he had been hiking an equivalent of thirteen hours or so. After another couple minutes or so Torque arrived at one of the lower peaks and found himself staring out at a blanket of green that stretched at the base of the mountains. He could detect the strong scent of wolves and knew he was nearing scent markers. Before he had avoided other wolves but new he eagerly padded forward in hopes to find some company to ease his loneliness.

As he crossed the scent line he paused debating his options. Either he could wait here or head deeper into the territory and find himself some wolves. Deciding that he would appear less hostile if he waited Torque sat down on a flat expanse of rock. He glanced around at his surrounds taking it in and making a rough mental map. Hopefully he would not have to wait long.

Arche

[Cherokee]

Cherokee was finally beginning to grow accustomed to her new homelands. Although she had never been a pack creature she was adjusting to things quite well. She liked the idea of being part of a community and never having to be "alone." Her own parents had done well by hiding her from the rest of the world, but now she was slowly integrating herself into the world. On top of that things seemed to be shaping up for the young femme. Not only had she met an incredible brute, she would also be carrying his children. It was odd to think that new life would be forming inside her womb but she found that she was excited nonetheless. She had been nervous telling Arche about her escapade with Kenai but it appeared that he wasn't as gruff with her as she had expected. Arche was a friend to her now and she knew that he too was expecting children with Harlot. Perhaps that was why his reaction hadn't been as bad as what she had been anticipating. Of course things were a bit difficult considering that Kenai was a part of Eden and Cherokee was here in Airila, but their love would have no bounds. They would remain strong even when apart- and although Cherokee yearned to be comforted by Kenai she would not be weak without him. She was already teaching herself more tasks in order to help the pack better and today was no different. Despite the changes that her body was experiencing she still wanted to remain fit. On this very day she was making her way up the mountainside. She wanted to prepare her body for the long run- she wanted to be as healthy and as fit as possible for when she would give birth to her young. She wanted to mentally prepare herself as well. She had to be the best that she could possibly be for them and so she began her own personal challenges. She jogged a few feet, her pads on her paws digging into the rocky terrain. This was no easy feat going across the harsh expanse of land but she was determined to make it to the top of the mountain. However as she was moving she caught an unfamiliar scent on the breeze. This one was definitely not a scent of Airila and her auds flattened against her skull. She was no warrior and no member of high rank but she simply could not ignore this stranger. She herself had unknowingly come across Airila territory before she joined- perhaps this stranger was the same way. She slowed her pace to a steady walk and altered her course to head towards the stranger. Finally a form came into view. She realized that this stranger was in fact a male and it made her slightly nervous but she would not show it. She approached him with her head raised and auds perked forward, Hello.. Who might you be? She called out to him before halting. She did not move any closer for her own safety- if she kept a safe distance it would be easier to escape him if he decided to come after her but Cherokee was hopeful that things wouldn't turn that way. notes: hope it's okay Cherokee is meeting him! tagged: Torque + Arche + open word count: 553 status: complete.

[Torque]

Staring out at the landscape below Torque was oblivious to the other wolfs approach. He allowed his eyes to narrow against the dying light which seemed to illuminate everything. His green orbs reflected the dull orange glow and set off a glow themselves. After a long wait of sitting, alone with his thoughts, the sound of fast paced steps reached his ears. Warily he unfolded his limbs ,wincing at the stiffness, and waited. A white figure came into view and stood mere paces from him. He his eyes scan the area from which she had appeared, he quickly deciphered her gender, and realized she was alone. Hoping not to scare her Torque let his body relax, dropping his tail and allowing his ears to sit comfortably upon his cranium. "Hello." He replied letting his voice range in kind octaves. "I'm Torque. A new arrival to what I have come to find as an island." He had decided it was an island after trekking along the mountain peaks and catching a glimpse of blue, differing from the sky, in all directions. "I was hoping to inquire about joining your pack." His voice held a bit of a northern accent and he tried his best to shake it so he would not seem so different. "Who are you?" Beneath her own scent Torque could detect a male, however it was odd and differed from this female greatly. Possibly a mate? He did not give it much thought and just stood awaiting her answer. He realized how silly he must look, with his tangled fur and clumps that were still missing. He shifted his wait and glanced at his paws before back at her. She was odd, well her markings were, but he liked the difference, his brown and black coloration had always set him apart from the other wolves who usually came in varying shades of a single color.


Words: 326
Tags: Cherokee + Arche
Muse: Medium
Notes: I don't mind!

[Cherokee]

She surveyed him carefully, watching him with a curious gaze as she waited to see his reaction to her arrival. Almost instantly the male's eyes locked with her own and she stared back at him though not in a rude manner. She was becoming more curious of him with the seconds that ticked by. Where did he come from and why had he come here? Was he alone or did he have relatives? So many questions to be answered but for now she held her tongue. Hello. I'm Torque. A new arrival to what I have come to find as an island.I'm Torque. A new arrival to what I have come to find as an island. She listened to him intently, her posture relaxing slightly when she saw him relaxing his. She did not let her guard down entirely though- that would be foolish of her. But he didn't seem like a threat, especially the way he was behaving before her. He seemed kind enough and Cherokee didn't feel the need to be completely wary of Torque. I was hoping to inquire about joining your pack. Who are you? Her auds had flicked forward the entire time he had been talking, she didn't want to miss a single word. So he was a potential new member, how exciting! Cherokee had never welcomed anyone into the pack before and wasn't exactly sure if she had the position to do so- after all she was just a mere gatherer and nothing more. She contemplated what to do for a moment but figured it would be rude if she ignored his question. My name is Cherokee. I am a gatherer of Airila. Our alpha Toiro is currently ill but his son Arche has taken his place for the time being.. I can summon him if you would like? Her words were polite as she spoke them, her eyes shining happily as she finally pulled her haunches to the ground to sit. Are you from around here? She asked him, meanwhile glancing around them for a moment. It appeared no one else was out this way, but a simple howl could change that. She wanted to wait before summoning Arche though in case Torque felt uncomfortable. But Cherokee figured his best bet would be to speak with the brute, that way he could let him know of any specific rank he would like to take in Airila. But honestly Cherokee couldn't help herself. She wanted to know more about the brute and keep the conversation rolling in the meantime. Was there a specific rank you were looking for? Her tail wagged gently for a moment before she waited, eager to hear about the skill sets that the male possessed. notes: beep boop I figured in the next post she can howl for Arche to join us? tagged: Torque + Arche + open word count: 483 status: complete.

[Torque]

Torque stood casually his ears slightly forward and tail hanging limply. He listened to each word eagerly, he had not conversed with another wolf in a while. Cherokee.... He thought and looked her up and down again. He realized that while they had been standing she had begun to relax. Once she sat down Torque lowered his haunches as well, if just to be polite and show he posed no threat. Are you from around here? Her question sounded strange to him. He was not entirely sure where here was or where he came from. How would he know if he was from around here? He had never bothered learning much about geography, and did not even no such a subject existed. All he knew was he was on land and land was stable, safe, well safer then alternative options, and endless; for the most part. Even though he had glimpsed various landscapes resembling parts of his birth place he knew he was a long way from it. Seemingly impossible as it was, there appeared to be landscapes of all various temperatures and foliage crammed onto one massive island. After thinking over her question for a brief second he glanced around then spoke. "No I am not from around here." His tone was quiet and detached as if he was remembering past memories. "If Arche is in charge around here then I would like to speak to him." He said afterwards. "I think I would like to become a Warrior. What is your position?" Rather than have Cherokee ask all the questions he decided to ask some of his own while they waited. The brute shifted his position until he found a comfortable one and looked at her expectantly. He was surprised at the ease in which Cherokee had accepted his company and how she displayed little to no fear, or was very good at hiding it. He admired her courage to talk to a strange wolf rather then chase him off.


Words: 332
Tags: Cherokee + Arche + Open
Muse: low
Notes: Sorry for the wait!! Yeah we should get Arche over here.