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Post by Deleted on Apr 30, 2013 20:08:24 GMT
 Valkyrie wandered through the forest, not really noticing where her paws took her. It was just after dawn, and, seeking solace, she had come here. It was peaceful, with birds twittering to eachother, and the occasional rustling sounds as other creatures moved around. The timber - arctic wolf cross's battle wounds were gradually healing - but some of them would be scars she would carry to the end of her life. She didn't know how she felt; guilty, for aiding in the destruction of the Lexis Tribe - but then again, what could any Tempest member do? It had either defend her home or not. She growled softly to herself. The Iris Pride needed to be stopped before they could cause any more misery.
Misery. Something she knew fairly well these days. Not long ago, Ares had left the city, deciding that after his experience as a prisoner, he didn't want to stay in the war torn city. The young she-wolf had bid him a sorrowful farewell; she understood completely, and in one sense yearned to leave with him, to travel away from the horrors of this place. But it was still her home, and parts of it, like the Puzzlewood Forest, were beautiful. Not to mention that she felt it was her duty to stay and attempt to help make Hexasol a peaceful place, whatever the personal cost.
She'd lost her father before he was even born; Ralph, her guardian and the dog who was almost a grandfather to her had been killed by Iris felines just before she had been captured; her mother, who had died attempting to free her less than a week after her capture; two of her three brothers had disappeared - and now this. Her father figure, parhaps the only reason she hadn't lain down and died in the slaughterhouse was gone, too. Her remaining brother had grown up to be someone she almost despised. She sighed, flicking an adventurous beetle off her paw by shaking it rapidly, before continuing her stroll through the forest.
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Post by Deleted on May 1, 2013 17:46:35 GMT
ANTISTATA It seemed almost too quiet, but it wasn't. Instead, it was peaceful quiet. The kind that made playing with one's own imagination more interesting. It was a place that the boxer felt content to aimlessly run around while jumping, rolling, and bounding. Bugs were all targets-to-be, and any squirrel that dared to scamper on the ground was automatic prey. After one particularly tiring chase, Antistata decided it was a good time to drop and scratch her back - so she did. Her long tongue rolled out of her mouth as she wiggled around on her back, the sticks, leaves, rocks, and dirt all rubbing the itchiness on her back while creating more itchiness in new places. She growled and whined and scooted. Seemed like the itches would never go away! This was how the whole day had gone. It's how yesterday had went, as well. Antistata was always moving, not really sure where to go. For the most part, she tried to stay optimistic despite how she felt. Loneliness was a hard feeling to overcome, though. After rolling around, she laid there for several minutes, thinking about things. She didn't have much to think about. No friends, family, acquaintances, or enemies. All she had was hunger and loneliness; sometimes her shadow was present. A heavy sigh was emitted as she lifted herself off the ground and began simply walking along a deer trail. Her nose was to the ground, investigating the smells of the woods. A sound. Floppy ears perked forward, creating deep folds in her face. Her back straightened in a slight downward slope, her front legs square as her eyes stared into the direction of the noise. Her right ear twitched, trying to find another noise. Silence again - besides birds and barking squirrels. Wait... barking squirrels. Antistata wanted to see what it was. Excitement quickly filled up her body, which forced her to literally spring into action. She jumped over the bushes and dashed to the location of barking squirrels. Then it seemed as though she passed them so she stopped and sniffed around for several seconds. Back to running again! She was pumped and ready to find that thing, so very excited. WHOMP was the next sound she heard as she slammed into something firm. It was completely unexpected, and completely painful as well. Whether it was a hidden tree or an animal, she was too disoriented to know at this point. words -- 410 | notes -- i love pepsi |
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Post by Deleted on May 10, 2013 22:47:59 GMT
OOC; I'm sorry to keep you waiting so long, Tanith, school's just super hectic atm! D: <3 I'll try to be quicker to reply from now on!
Valkyrie continued agonising over the past as she walked. The pain of Kai's death - the death of her best and only real friend within Tempest - was more real to her than their of her parents' had been, since she was there when the huge mutt had fallen to the group of Iris cats who had attacked her, her bloodied body limp and lifeless. She couldn't help thinking that if Kai had stayed with the others - or even if she had not come at all - she would be alive now. Walking by the young she-wolf's side, both enjoying life far more than she could on her own, in such a mood.
Kai, I failed, she thought almost brokenly as a breeze stirred the leaves around her. She remembered the first time they had met, and how the big bitch had been quick to tell her she would make a good leader someday. Now, that seemed like what it had been then, and nothing more - child's dream, never to be fulfilled, doomed to be forgotten in an ever-changing, war-ravaged world.
Anger almost consumed her then, its flames fed by her grief at losing almost everything important to her. All she had left was her brother and her pack - a brother, she knew now, who cared little for anyone save himself. And the Tempest Pack? Her clenched jaw relaxed slightly, and she pulled her claws from where she had buried them, in the loam that covered the forest floor. as she attempted to calm herself. She didn't know what Brooke thought of her, or indeed whether Ryu or Bear thought anything of her. And after all, why should they? She was just another recently-proven soldier since the battle with Lexis and Iris - she had nothing that would distinguish her from the rest.
All she could do now was continue as a member of her pack. She didn't know what else to do, what else she could do, and it seemed to be the only thing that would even help to alleviate the loneliness that she had come to know so very well.
Valkyrie was so lost in thought that she didn't notice the young bitch racing along, and so she was shocked when a large weight slammed into her behind. It hurt, and almost knocked her off her paws, but with all four legs planted firmly, she managed to stay upright. Turning around, she saw that her presumed attacker was a boxer - a loner, by the smell of it. Moving away slightly, she muttered, "Watch where you're going!" Viewing the other young canine with annoyance in her amber eyes, she wondered what she had been doing, or what she'd sought to achieve if indeed she'd deliberately attacked.
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