Way Of Life ( Yang/Open )

[Sazio]

The sun shown brilliantly overhead, the promise of spring still only a memory to those that made it another year in this pointless cycle called life. One such wolf, an odd one among his new found pack, looked on the inner workings of Othala with a detached curiosity. From the intricate relationships that moved much like the oceans own tides, to the interactions outside of pack lands, it was the ebb and flow of life. A life where he still, even after the time that had passed, stood apart. Never truly growing closer to anyone in particular. At least that's what he kept telling himself. So long as he did he could keep the wall in place, to allow that wall to crumble would mean allowing everything he'd been raised to believe in to crumble as well. It didn't matter the simple fact that his life would never be the same, that following the Shinobi way was out of place on this island. There was no returning home, to Iga Village, for him. It would mean his death, and like a selfish creature he did not wish to simply throw this second chance at life his master had thrust at him, away. He still had no clues as to why his master would betray him like that, would force him to live in shame when he should have perished proudly at Atueri's side. It baffled the ninja wolf.

With a long stretch, that back arched, fore paws pushing forward as far as he could reach, the muscled rump thrust into the air all accompanied by a heavy yawn, Sazio would finally end his morning training. Wishing for the solitude to last a bit longer he allowed those muscles to bunch, springing forward to the base of his favorite tree. For less then a heartbeat he paused before launching himself at the trunk. Thick claws curled inward to grip, while one paw over the other pulled him upward with a skillful ease born of years upon years of practice. Up into the branches he went until finally he draped himself over one that was thick enough to bear his weight for a while. Lowering that skull he let out another half yawn before allowing himself the luxury of dozing in the warmth of that sun.

Although his mind and body rested, those twin soldiers brushed in ebony still stood at attention, listening for even the smallest of disturbances. That black tipped muzzle quieted with each breath, separating the individual scents brought to him on the slight breeze. Ever alert, even when he relaxed. Such was the Shinobi way.




Tags: Yang / Open

[Yang]

It was warm today! Finally! Seemingly the first day of true warmth in ages, Yang could feel his body plead for one of his sweet past times of dozing in the golden glow of sunlight and letting those rays penetrate his fur and warm his flesh in the only way that the beautiful good orb could. 

Making his way towards a spot he knew was open to the skies, Yang felt excited about spring coming. But that attitude changed once a certain scent crossed his nostrils and made him pause. Sazio. The wolf who openly reprimanded him during that little spat with Sasha. Yang had taken that counsel and swallowed it as best he could but he didn't care for the confident manner the darker wolf carried with him. Did he think himself better than Yang? The quick temper of the black marked male threatened to flare even at that but he managed to stifle it before it sprung to life. 

He would just go doze off and enjoy the peace and quiet. Just because Sazio was near didn't mean anything to him. Walking into the opening with his own brand of confident airs, Yang walked towards a smooth faced rock and promptly stretched out over it. Even Sazio couldn't ruin this for him.

Letting the heat blanket over him, Yang let his previous cares melt away. If Yin was here it would be perfect, although he knew she didn't care for the bright light. She would be off in the shadows somewhere but just her being near would soothe him. 

Peeling one eye open he wondered if he should have offered some sort of greeting to Sazio when he walked in but of course it was too late for that now. "Finally a nice day." He murmured, he shouldn't be incredibly rude after all Sazio only hurt his pride. 

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Words: 315
Tags: @sazio
Notes: Mood swing Yang haha
Muse: good 

[Sazio]

It wasn't long before a scent caught his attention, still those icy shards of spring made no move to grace the world with their appearance. Yang, the snow wolf with black accents, whose twin was the sweet dark Yin. A sardonic smirk passed over that muzzle as Sazio picked apart the details Yang's scent revealed. It was an easy skill, in his opinion, to obtain. The relief, the desire, the sudden disgust and irritation. It did not take a brain surgeon to surmise what each emotion was applied to. Relief for the hunt of coming spring, desire to bask in the rare warmth offered by the sun, but the final bit was what caused the dark humor in the ebony and ivory male. Disgust and irritation, reserved for the instant Yang had caught Sazio's scent.

Hot headed and quick to react without much thought Sazio had lumped the brute in with the reckless sort, the type to get others killed because he just could not listen. Still the male had potential, if he could manage to figure out how to function away from his sister, he could be one of the best among the packs hunters. His problem aside from that hot blooded temper was he relied solely upon his twin. Not a bad thing, to Sazio's mind, but still in a group or pack you had to rely on, and interact as a cohesive team.

Soon enough the other brute broke through the tree line appeared, without any sort of acknowledgement therefore beast plopped down onto one of the many boulders that littered the clearing. Manners certainly weren't
the creatures strongest point, still eventually he would reopen one eye and make a general comment about the weather.

That heavily touched shadow and ice cranium lifted lazily, casting its frozen spring gaze downward from his perch in the tree. A yawn stretched that muzzle before the Gardail replied in his deep quiet voice. "Perfect for soaking in the elusive heat." Casting a grin towards Yang.


Tags: Yang

[Yang]

The heat was relaxing something he loved especially in these unsure times when one needed to be careful of how they acted and such. He knew some saw him as a mere wild animal with no filter and little tact in the first place. Someone who didn't make friends easily but liked the company of others. What a paradox. 

Even now with a grin plastered to his face, Sazio seemed cryptic. A wolf with secrets but had made it his business to know everyone else's. "Indeed it is." He replied simply and breathed in deeply. Thick white fur made it easy to soak up the heat quickly but he didn't mind it at all. 

"How goes the body guarding?" He was going to say 'baby-sitting' but managed to change it last minute. He had no idea what Sazio really did when there was danger or not. But if he was supposed to respect this male as pack, he would have to know something. Even if they never became friends, Yang wished to be on at least speaking terms with those of Othala. Communication was a bonding agent.

Having a chat with someone he didn't know and wasn't even sure of he liked was putting a slight grey overcast on the beauty of the day. But Yang would cling to his enjoyment as best he could while figuring it out. "Are you alone here?" The best way to learn was to ask questions. While he had Yin, he knew some walked in life in a solitary kind of way and still others were surrounded by a large network of relatives that cast far and wide. For some reason Yang couldn't picture Sazio as one who had a massive family, but he had been wrong before. 


Words: 301
Tags: @sazio
Notes: Here ya go ^^ Sorry it's so short...
Muse: ok

[Sazio]

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It was easy to spot, if you knew how to look. How the white brute fought with himself to be respectful, it was because of this effort that the Shinobi decided to be more frank with Yang. A low rumbling chuckle was released. "More like babysitting at this point." The look in that frozen gaze was plain, he knew what Yang had prevented himself from saying. "The mountains provide adequate protection, if it were not for our Aesir's fear my position as Gardail would be practically obsolete. Still Sasha needs training, and there is none here that seem willing to take that task upon themselves. So I have." That gaze drifted from the white brute to glance at the warm clear skies. "Although it would do her well to be around your coarse tongue a bit, thicken that tender hide of hers." Sazio gave the other brute a compliment, whether it was hidden to deeply to be detected by the other remained to be seen.

When silence fell between the pair once more Sazio was comfortable with it. It didn't bother him whether Yang took a liking to him or not. He didn't care if he made friends, although he'd prefer not to have enemies within his own new found clan, he truly didn't care. After all none here were as sly, vindictive, and cruel enough to worry the assassin overly much. And so far only one knew the location of his den. The Vanir, Rain, a age-old of beauty and grace that seemed to take up more of his thoughts then he cared to admit.

An ear twitched as Yang's voice broke through the quiet. "If you are asking whether or not I have family, a mate, or the like. Then no. I do not. The path I walked before arriving on this island was such that having a family was impossible. And here.." His voice trailed off, wandering towards a certain night brushed beauty.

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Tags: Yang

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[Yang]

It was a little funny that Sazio used the very word Yang was going to use, so the job must be rather like that. Yang would pity the scarred wolf but he obviously was bound to the role so decided he probably didn't need any pity. Plus the black spotted male wasn't sure he could conjure up that kind of emotion for him yet. He was still rather iffy about that black and grey brute.

So he was supposed to train. What was he like as a fighter? The protective brother wondered if he would ever hurt his precious sister. While Yang was not a warrior he would protect Yin with his life. But that train of thought changed when he detected a possible compliment. That was the last thing Yang expected to come out of the pink tongue, after all he seemed more than happy to dress him down in front of the princess. But maybe that was to save face himself, a body guard couldn't just let others berate their charge. Otherwise what was the point of having a baby-sitter?


"Maybe I should rent out my services as a bully." He said dryly, wondering if he really meant it or was laying a trap to prove to Kiva that Yang didn't belong here. 

So his past was apparently enshrouded in mystery, which only irritated Yang. He liked things black and white, straight forward. But he did not choose to launch into that personal soapbox. "Here is possible I'm sure." there he said something nice, he should get a good mark somewhere for that.

"Of course, family pulls on the heart a lot." He thought of Yin, the only family he had. He always worried over her, she was smart and beautiful which made for a perfect target for some flirty males. Thankfully she was shy and it was easy to ward off unworthy brutes with the threat of Yang's wrath. But one day he may not be enough and it terrified him.

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Words: 341

Tags: Sazio

Notes: Got him off balance now XD

Muse: Good

[Sazio]

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"Perhaps you should, may liven this valley up some." Sazio spoke lightly with a snort of amusement. Although this was followed by a faint sigh. "Othala is a place of peace, rarely received visitors. No entertainment, except perhaps tugging at your tail." The last part was spoken with a sly smirk towards the white brute knowing full well he held an astute dislike of the Shinobi. Probably because Sazio had intervened between him and Sasha, although it was necessary to protect the temperamental male. Still he continued speaking in the same breath. "I am not used to such peace, it makes one feel like they are growing fat and lazy." The alabaster and ebony male muttered with self disgust.

Still he was curious about something, so he decided to ask. "What is it like, Yang, to have family?" It had always been a curiosity for the brute, especially with all the families he had personally torn apart. It didn't matter if they bore two legs of four, they were still family. Something he truly had never experienced. The frost bitten spring of those distended gems glittered as they turned downward to rest on the black marked brute below him, from his perch high up in that tree.

He was well aware of how protective Yang was of his sister and while Sazio had yet to meet the ebony female personally he had observed the pair from the shadows for some time. What would happen, he wondered, if Yin finally met some male that caught her fancy? How would Yang handle it? Or even if the roles were reversed? It was a dynamic that fascinated the ninja, because he had never witnessed such first paw. Merely heard about it from tales and legends.

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Tags: Yang



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[Yang]

This conversation wasn't going how he had thought it would. And it was rather confusing. First Sazio counseled him against letting his temper flare and now he was...encouraging it? Of course logic dictated that he wouldn't be sporting those scars of he was a peacekeeper. A little excitement would be nice but he was kept busy protecting his sister. It was quieter now that he didn't have pack mates breathing down his neck, calling the siblings possessed and other names worthy of suspicion. 

"Certainly can't have that. A lazy hunter and a fat bodyguard aren't quite formidable." He mused, picturing the lounging pair thicker and grumpier. Not really something he wished to happen. What good was a temper if you didn't have the form to back it up? That was just ridiculous.

"Family can be tough." He stated simply, trying to think of a better way to answer the scarred male. "Actually I may not be the best to ask. When Yin and I were little, things were happy. The pack was close, our parents loved us, we were the only pups around. But then things changed. My sister and I became outcasts, targets and eventually we had to run for our lives so in that manner, family is tragic. But between Yin and myself, it's the most precious thing I have. I'd give anything to keep her happy." And would kill to keep her safe... He added silently.

Was this what Sazio was asking about? Yang wasn't sure if he should keep going or if the other male had already grown bored of the subject. "So my sense of family is a bit twisted but I'm devoted to my sister. She's the most important thing." He would drop it there unless Sazio wished to ask more.

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Words: 310
Tags: @aturi
Notes: sorry it took so long
Muse: survivable