(20:08:34) Drakov: Well, it was good to see what was left of his seed(and his brothers) were successing beyond expectations. Or.. No not really. Afterall, he had been born into a litter of 6 or so himself, and oh look! Only the two brothers remained. Go figured! Granted little Bable still lingered about, but to be frank he wasn't at all pleased with her progress. Frankly if not for the new brother duo, Yusef and Dermo, he'd have done killed the girl off! Not because she was some foul annoying being but because she had not met his wims. She was slacking in his eyes. Ahwell! Whatevvv. Morning training bout with Dermo had his mind at ease. Atleast there were two. Atleast allowing the little buggers to live wasn't a complete waste. After the lesson took to close, Drak took to roam a more northern path.[c] (20:12:08) Drakov: Scoutting trip days prior had led him east, and all he found there was more fence... Rock.. and a very annoying winch and her infant. Ugh. He groaned at the thought alone. This place was just gawdy... He would openly admit the desire to return to a snow riddle landscape simply because it was STILL better than this. Rather than dwell on such negativity though, he tried his hand at untouched landscape. Maybe the northern lands would have something worth there time and effort. With the road in sight, though far off as it was, he used it as his guide. And yet even at this distance the smell of roadkill and gasoline was still ever present. Atleast at night, headlights signified the onslaught of mechanical death. Stroll led him to a hole to which the road vanished within to... And as tempting and curious as it was, he opted against exploring further, taking instead to return back home before those things that go bump in the night poked there little heads out... [c] (20:12:59) Drakov: Keke JK. HE was the shit that went bump in the night. DUH. This time around, path was much close, practically thumbing down a ride, he'd stoll along the road a foot or so away. Gaze searching for an easy meal, newly rain over possum perhapes?[e]
(20:24:59) Cinnema wished she had been aware that everyone had intended to the day before set out in groups to explore the park and look for a new territory, because she would have very well tagged along! Instead she had seemingly been left to stick around home, worrying and fretting all day that something would happen to her pack while she wasn't around to keep an eye on them all! She'd gotten a little used to keeping a fretful eye on everyone, none too pleased when they'd all ventured off without her. So she'd spent time making sure all the scent marks were still nice and fresh, after which taking a nice long, muscle-burning swim. Her leg was still being sore and a pain since hunting with Val not too long ago, but working out in the water eased it up and gave her something to do without putting much strain at all on it. She'd gone to bed before they returned, only to wake in the morning to find trace signs that they had come back, including some various carcasses laying around that seemed to have (c) (20:25:10) Cinnema- been munched on. Huh, so they'd been busy? Shame she hadn't been able to join them.. It would've been fun to find new people and places, maybe get into a scuffle. Little did she know they'd done just that! The queen spent this day checking their makeshift border again, sniffing for intruders, and then venturing to the east to check on the scent trails of the deer she'd found not too long ago. Just generally sniffing and following, making sure they were still in the area and not chased off for some reason. Thankfully scents seemed to be fresh, even if they were a little farther away than they had been before, so perhaps it was still a safe source of food for them. It was quite a trek, so she started back homeward at an easy pace before it started to get in danger of getting dark. Upon nearing home the sun had sunk and she would have gone to check on the main area they resided in but a breeze blew by, alerting her to a familiar scent not far off. Hm, what could he possibly be (c) (20:31:02) Cinnema- doing out and about? Curious as ever Cin would detour to investigate, a smile nearly pulling at her lips. Was it the thought of him probably being up to mischeif, or just that she was going to see him? ..Likely both, to be honest. She strode out onto path quietly, green eyes seeking out his white pelt in the growing dark. It was simple to spot him, walking near the edge of the road. Hmm. With still soft steps she'd approach but at a distance. "Boo," she'd say with a grin that she was trying- and failing- to suppress, tail waving behind her. Geez she couldn't help it, it hardly seemed like they talked anymore, what with all these new faces showing up and joining them. Just the thought of a stolen minute with him was making tail wag slightly more. Heh. (e)
(20:53:35) Drakov: Nostrils flared, paw steps oh so gradually drifting him closer and closer to the once warm concrete slab. Where are you you little bugger.. I know I smelt ya. Ear tufts twitched, stride slow and smooth. Though, despite his typical calm aura, gaze was flitting up and down the road in expectation of something.. Anything man-kind pulling a fast one on him as they always did! PFFT. Course before he could search any further, a much more familiar smell wafted his way. He wasn't that close to home yet was he?... No he couldn't be... Brows furrowed as head craned up, sights lingering across the landscape. Then there it was, the voice to pair with the smell. Lip curled in a toothy grin, nub of a tail swaying mildly behind him as paws pushed him to meet the woman half way.[c] (20:58:25) Drakov: "Privet, moy Tsartisa. " Tone trailed forth as chin met the womans skull. Muzzle twisting side ways so tongue could roll out and offer a lick to her skull. "Und what brings you so far out?" Or so he was certain was the case. There was no way he'd made it back home yet! Besides. All he smelt was her, no one else.[e]
(21:25:27) Cinnema wasn't surprised that he scented her out before she even made her approach and joke of an attempt to scare him, although possibly slightly disappointed for a second. That melted away as he stepped toward her and away from the road, offering affections that were returned in the form of her licking the exposed underside of his jaw and nuzzling her face briefly into the fur of his neck. "I was just curious what you were up to," she responded, head shifting so she could look at the road and back at him. "Were you looking for something?" Regardless if he'd reply or not she'd make her way toward the road, cautious, but taking deep breaths in her nose to see if she could pick up any other scent but the black surface and the gas used to power human machines over it. Gross. Her head would turn to him depending on where he was to sniff over his fur as well, curious where he'd been while not around their temporary home. "How was exploring yesterday? I was worried about you.- ah, all of you." S (21:25:33) Cinnema: (c) (21:26:12) Cinnema- Smooth cover up? Not really, bit of hitch in her voice as she attempted to correct that. (e)
(21:53:27) Drakov: Tail rose even more so, though it was hardly in dramatized dominance. More.. Delight he wasn't quit sure how to cope with. Shit had been so scattered lately... First the kids... The pregnancy.. Zodiak.. to which seemed to slowly intice new comer after new-comer. Then there pack officialized and that only amped more bodies into there mitts! Then the move, and now... Now all this nonsense here!? Jeez.. Not that he cared at all for down time, but it took this small momment of silence and solitude with but one being for him to realize how chaotic shit was becoming. More specifically, alone time with someone he wasn't fucking training or beating. Sighhhh. Tongue flicked across his teeth as Cin motioned towards the road, sights once more flicking about. It was humorous really..[c] (21:57:12) Drakov: Not a damn thing seemed to bother him. Seemed to put him on edge, to make him cautious... EXCEPT man kind. Hohum. "Da. Road kill. Ze cars sometimes hit pozzums er.. even deer. Easy food." Even more so, if you caught it fresh it was like a judge nabbed kill! Little to no outward wounds, no pestering vultures or scavangers... All the damage was internal. Which honestly made it that much better. Meat slushieee mmmm. Nose lifted, nostrils flaring once more, as paws aimed to carry him around the woman and down the road side once more. A tag along partner didn't bother him in the slightest. "Oh. Da. No dens, er.. No good vones atleast. Ze von 'ad erm, Vulverins." LALA.. tongue rolled a tad. A lot of not often used words were coming out.. He struggled to pronounce correcly.[c] (22:03:51) Drakov: "It got Zod's ear, und ve killed um." Lip curled in humor at the recolection of events. KEKE. Zod.. "Zen a vomen und child came out und went to hollering some bullshit nonsense. Somesing about 'no stop go away ive had enough of you' i don't know.. " He'd sigh like the whole ordeal was just WAY TO MUCH. Ya know cuze he was a complete batshit stresser. "I should 'ave killed her, und her guy frand, but eh.." Why hadn't he? Oh right.. He had been zoned on BUSINESS. To scout the land and search for a den not... Put a bitch in there place. Two completely different spectrums of his brain. And now? Now he was regretting it. God forbid they stumbled about the freakish woman again. He wouldn't be so humble next time. "Cort vent else vhere. I 'avn't 'eard from zem yet zo." Hrm, the idea forced a -tap chin- expression to plague his features. "You held down ze fort just fine I zee?" Paws continued his path onwards, nose still twitching.[e]
(22:25:52) Cinnema was, contrary to his caution, quite thrown off by all this stress that was popping up and happening, one thing after another. So even this little respite, the momentary break in the seemingly endless stream events going on one after another, seemed a sigh of relief and yet she knew that it was just one moment and they'd have to return back to the stress and reality eventually. She had no doubt there were more people so far in the pack that she hadn't met yet, not to mention gotten to know, and that would take some bit of time. She'd adjusted to Cortes and Pi (RIP) just fine, but newer people, well, maybe not as quickly with all this extra stress. Not to even mention she wasn't seeming to get any time with Drak until now, or Nida or Zod or her kids. Being queen was tough apparently. Cin would give a nod at his explanation of road kill, her own eyes casting out to search as she'd let him go on ahead but replace herself at his side. Head tilted to listen to the tale of what they'd (c) (22:26:06) Cinnema- come across on their adventure, nose working to scent for any of his mentioned dead meat along the strip to the side of the road. Even with his struggling to say the words right, she understood the general shape of the words. Wolverines weren't anything she'd ever come across, not even heard of but only mere traces of scent, so she could only imagine their ferocity in that Zod had lost half of his remaining ear. Ouchh that couldn't be good, at this rate that kid was just going to lose everything by the time he was their age! At mention of the cray woman, her ears would flick backward momentarily and she'd snort. "Perhaps she's lost her mind, or worse, that's just how people are around here." Vast assumption, but she couldn't know yet! Perhaps it'd be cleared up a little with whatever Cort had to report back. Surely they couldn't all be like that? Cin would continue scenting for a moment before further talking. This was nice, wasn't it? Having time alone, to chat and catch up? (c) (22:27:54) Cinnema- Sure. Tail waved slightly behind her as she spoke. "Yeah, nothing much happened while everyone was out, but I doubt that people are starting to mind boundaries all of a sudden." And how would they here, with their crazy minds, if wolves in their former home couldn't? Just didn't make any sense. For a moment her mind would wander and she was silent, weight shifting to the side to gently brush shoulder against his and sniff at his pelt again as if to make sure he really was okay. It was nearly instinctual and she hardly realized she'd done it, as thoughts were almost elsewhere for a bit. "I'm surprised no one else has shown up to join us," she'd mutter softly, eyes casting in the direction of their log shelter. Of course she wouldn't dare to hope life would be more calm for more than mere seconds, but. Hrm. (e)
(22:29:30) [#] Drakov rolls 1d20 & gets 9.
(23:12:44) Drakov: Smooth gate motioned the pale bastard along, head tilting here and there to peer about, and cast glances to the woman as they mozzied on. Tralala. The talking bit was wierd, still but.. Something about talking with her made it alittle more tolerable. It was like talking to Vad. In comparison to all these newbies... and there lack of understanding for his morals and logic. It was probubly one of the reasons he felt so differently towards her. She'd long ago stopped questioning him like he was some no-sense making freakazoid. Derp. "No doubt.. Zen ze man came in blaming me.' He definately shoulda killed a bitch. At the very least if assumptions were gonna be tossed at him, he DESERVED earning it! "Zats good.. Considering all zee vulves about as of late. I'm tempted to start denying new-comers.. To many.. "SIGH. Make a limit on how many fuckers could join? Yea that sounded nice. Screw all dis shit.[c] (23:17:55) Drakov: Perhapes he'd have to think over that idea. Paws came to a mild hault when a scent finally wafted his way. Sights peeked about but it was to dark to tell. Not that it mattered.. His nose was just as good! Head tiled to the woman with a smirk, before nose lowered and a quickened pace took hold. Follow the yellow brick road! A ways down, so much so they'd even passed the territory, a beaver was noted acrossed death trail. Head craned out, sniffing harder as paws gradually motioned him onto the hard surface. "Stay here.." Look both ways before crossing! Gaze flicked about, seeking those bright lights, and when it seemed none were about he darted forward! A momment was given to inspect for disease, if any critters had had a go at it. Seemed good... The impact caused guts to explode from it's gullet, but it looked as though it had been killed off only after the sun had set. Not to long ago. Teeth clasped around the carcass, body piveting in place before hind limbs thrusted him back [c] (23:19:04) Drakov: to saftey. Fuk de street! The momment all four paws were on ground again, he offered up a shake of frame. Mmmm. Food. Little gate trotted him, and.. assumidly Cin as well, off and away from the street before body flopped down and carcass was flopped between his paws."Hungry?"[e]
(23:36:00) Cinnema near grinned as he went on about the strangers, crazed as they were. "They'll learn, I'm sure," she mused. Ah he could always kill 'em next time he came across them! Then perhaps they wouldn't be so dumb as to start going on about shit that didn't make sense. Her ears twitched, pondering that statement for a bit. Would it really be so bad to close ranks, let those new wolves adjust and assimilate in, before even considering anyone else to join? In her opinion it would help, if not only to calm down the pack but so they weren't worried about a ton of newbies while they were running around looking for a new place to call their own. "It's something to consider." Then she'd drift to other thoughts, words still eventually said but only to be quickly followed by his bounding off to search for the source of scent. Perhaps he'd missed it? Heh no matter. Ears pricked and eyes refocused, stepping up her pace to keep along behind him. She'd pause on the edge of the road as per his words, (c) (23:36:19) Cinnema- glancing either way across the road even as he'd already made sure to do so. Couldn't hurt to be a look out. Paws shuffled backward and she'd follow gladly away from the awful scented surface, gaze locked on Drak and his newfound prize. A brief shake of her shoulders, as if shaking off the bad scents, and a wag of her tail. "Sure," she'd say as body moved to lay next to him at a slight angle, a paw extending as if to assist holding the carcass still. A lovely moonlit meal for two! Not that she thought like that about such things, pshh. Simply glad that he would share with her. Briefly her face moved near his to offer short nuzzle and few licks, easy habit now but seeming to her more personal considering they weren't all surrounded by packmates, before eyes shifted to the beaver between their paws. She was only in so good a mood around everyone else, but here she was happy and relaxed. With a glance, her eyes meeting his, she'd lower muzzle to the carcass and sniff a couple (c) (23:36:31) Cinnema- times before going on and digging in. Mmm. (e)
(23:45:26) Drakov: True dat. He wasn't so concerned with his usual bent of justification! To beat down anyone who passes by as a ruthless harsh form of a warning so as to prevent future outbreaks. Simply because.. Well.. They had no intention of staying where they were! He had no idea where they would be going, what lay ahead. So why bother? Once nice and settled in to new him, he'd revert to his usual self. KEKE. Ya know cuze that's a good thing. Meal snagged up and dragged away, Drak found himself damn near laughing out loud when sights met Cin's. Instead he simply smirked and allowed a chuckle to escape. Wow. How sweet of you Drak. Just laff. Lip curled as the woman aimed to inspect his findings. "Come now Cin. You should know me better zen zat, da?" No food without a fight! DUH! [c] (23:47:48) Drakov: Whilst she was preoccupied sniffing, assuming of course his speech hadn't stirred her, he's snap down and clasp the top of her muzzle between his jaws. Flopped position quick to shove him forward and up with a twist so as to yank the Queen in fluid motion onto her side flat on the ground! Assuming he'd manged, paws would have strattled around her face, hind legs on one side of her body as he pressed her to the ground for a momment, growl vibrating out against her. Is this how you romance? Yes. Yes it is. Smirk having never faded away, he'd detatch his hold and flick tongue acrossed his teeth. [e]
(00:02:32) Cinnema surely wouldn't mind getting to a place they could settle down into, even if his attitude would revert back to how it usually was. She would likely question it if he didn't! She was used to it. She found herself meeting his gaze as he chuckled, although what for she wasn't entirely sure. Even as she went about inspecting the food and he gave her a warning, she curled her lip in an obviously amused fashion and kept on sniffin'. Not that she should have expected any less! She wasn't quick enough to move to react to him, calmed as she was, and she was easily flipped over onto her side as was his should have been obvious intent. She didn't hardly react except for the habit of bristling when he was suddenly moving at her, body wouldn't remain tense as he took up a position over her. "Well, and here I thought you found some kindness and just offering!" she said with a smirk, tail flopping against the ground at her blatant joke and head moving while he still gripped her muzzle to shake (c) (00:02:47) Cinnema- his head side to side for a moment as a foreleg moved to touch her paw to one of his legs near her face. As if she was at all deterred by the sudden shift away from calm conversation, pffft it seemed quite normal. Who wouldn't think they were getting along. In fact she was almost inclined to shove him back if only to provoke him into a real tussle and not just putting her on the ground, but given the time and the fact she'd walked a decent way to the east and back already today she was a tad too tired to do so. Merely as he'd release her, a smile still upon her lips the queen would pull herself onto her stomach if allowed fully standing and moving to shove her shoulder none too gently against his. But that was all the response he would get, as she'd move to sniff the carcass again before tilting her head homeward bound, tail held level with spine and still swaying. Eh, moment hadn't hardly been ruined! He was forgiven near instantly for changing the peaceful mood to something (c) (00:03:36) Cinnema- more, well, normal per their distorted standards. (e)
(00:10:23) Drakov: Teeth ever bared, despite more play being exerted into his actions than anything else. Though one seperated, he offered a shake and a snort. "Vhat iz zis kindness you speak of?" plays dumb... huh who what? That word doesn't translate to Russian. Sorry. KEKE. With a sway of nubbed tail, bastard would trot on up and nabbed the carcess from under her nose! Only to storm off home before her. Harrr. And then he'd go sleep cuze ya know
(00:12:15) Cinnema rolled her eyes as grin only grew, shaking her head. "Oh nevermind," she responded, merely looking on as he stole away with the carcass! Only to be followed by her at a slight distance and likely slower too, ending up sleeping near him cuz why not.