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Post by Viola on Jun 20, 2009 10:40:12 GMT -6
Firecat laughed out loud when Shellslip passed both her and Sunsong and jumped right into the water. "We can share both, so neither feels bad," she winked at Sunsong, while taking a somewhat slower pace to get out of her leathers. "And hey," she added, while kicking out her boots, "We just met them. Wingfoot can't claim her. That's not fair," she giggled, before diving into the water, and surfacing next to Shellslip.
"Oh, it's cold!" she squeaked, but at the same time it was wonderful to feel the water touch her skin again. It'd been way too long since they'd had a bath.
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OOC: Sorry, Longdusk's sulking in a corner, I can't get him to talk.
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Post by Anna on Jun 20, 2009 10:56:16 GMT -6
"That's true," Sunsong agreed cheerfully as she slipped out of her leathers and waded into the water. "Ahhhh! Nice!" She sank down until until only her face was above water. She rose up slightly and looked towards the earthen circle where the dark-skinned maiden was kneeling by a small pile of ... something. She could make out what, but the bright flicker of sparks, that slowly rose to a tongue of fire made clear what they were for. A distance away, she saw Wingfoot with is gazed unerring and unfalteringly trained in one direction. "Hm. Whether he can or not, Firecat, I think he has. I've never seen him that focused on anything before, and we might be wiser - and have more fun! - if we leave him and the female alone and concentrated all of our attention on her poor, lonely, and unattached brothers. What were their names again? Did you hear them?" OOC: That's okay. Windsoft might seek him out later since she's not TOO keen on making nice with the strangers. Polite, yes. Friends? Okay, that might take a little longer.  |
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Post by Kris on Jun 21, 2009 1:12:54 GMT -6
Tallspear didn't realize he'd been holding his breath until Whirlwind hit him in the back. "Breathe, hunter," she ordered, and he choked. "Oh, you're such a treewee," Whirlwind scoffed, grabbing his arm. "Come on, let's get a bath!"
"Don't you want more food?"
"After you tell me what's going on. You've been looking around you like a nervous squirrel with a longtooth on one side and a snake on the other." Whirlwind winked, taking the sting out of her words. "It's the strangers, am I right?"
**In a way.** Tallspear stopped at the river's edge and began removing his clothing. Whirlwind did as well. **I wanted to make sure Stormfire didn't go off with Sunhair, Blackhair, or Moon-Mad.**
**No, instead she's off with Mist. Why, I can't imagine.** Whirlwind strode into the river, grinning at Sunsong and Shellslip. "This feels wonderful!" she exclaimed, sinking beneath the water, re-emerging with dripping black hair. "High Ones, I'm going to stay here until my skin wrinkles up and falls off!"
"That could be an improvement," Tallspear said calmly, and grinned as she splashed him. He made a show of bumping into Sunsong, and caught hold of her waist. "Hello, treeshaper." He smiled down at her. "So what are you, Firecat, and Shellslip up to, hmm? For maidens as lovely as you three, it has to involve the strangers."
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Post by Anna on Jun 21, 2009 1:32:06 GMT -6
Sunsong giggled and leaned back against Tallspear's chest. "Pulp my root?" she asked, holding up one of the soaproots Nightsun had collected and left on the riverbank. "We three are going to get to know these strangers better. Would you two like to come with us?" Sunsong made the offer without a moment's hesitation, not evening pausing to think that the group was starting to get a bit large for a simple meet, greet, and playful tumble. It was approaching orgy, which could possibly be a little startling for the stranger elves.
"Wingfoot seems drawn to the maiden. We thought we'd do him a favor and distract the brothers," she added as she slid down in the water to thoroughly wet her hair. When she rose again, she glanced over her shoulder to see if Tallspear had her soap ready yet.
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Post by peachbug on Jun 21, 2009 13:05:11 GMT -6
Part of Softling wanted to protest like a cubling, that she wasn't just trying to be stubborn or stupid, she just wanted to be useful, and her nose was the best tool she had! But that was silly. She wanted to be useful, indispensible like Mist and Windsoft, and Sunsong.
Softling didn't mean to blindly ostracize the strangers for being different, but there had to be a good reason for all the bad feelings still floating around in her head. It was like she didn't want them there just because they were, and that made no sense. To a wolf maybe...she considered that thought. Softling wasn't a wolf, not as hard as she could ever try would make that possible. And she wanted things to make sense. Maybe she was just wrong, and whatever scratched inside to drive these elves away wasn't what she should be listening too.
**Yes. They aren't hurting us. The chieftess wants us here, with them. I don't think I cared about the scent, or any of it...I'm sorry Windsoft. I just wanted them to go, for any reason. That was stupid.** Her shoulders slumped slightly, not in sadness, but in defeat to Windsoft's reasoning. **They are elves.** She conceded.
At Windsoft's offer, she started to say no, but Softling was tired of saying no. She'd said it since she was a cub, and she didn't want to be a cub. **I should meet them. If they are willing...** She even smiled slightly as Wingfoot and Nightsun talked between themselves. They were obviously distracted. And the brothers didn't look very interested, glaring into the darkness where the Wolfriders passed through.
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Evenstar smiled as Firecat, Shellslip, and Sunsong jumped in as well. She could overhear their chatter from her short ways away, and smiled wider as Tallspear joined them. The new elves certainly would not be lonely! She had considered them herself, but the males nasty dispositions had put her off. Perhaps if her sister and the others got them cheerier, she might slip by and introduce herself. She had never found herself to be overly shy, just focused or distracted, so she was a little surprised at her own reluctance.
Maybe if the brothers would stop staring at poor Wingfoot like he was about to carry Nightsun off slung over Tip-Ears.
Evenstar dove under the waters lithely, running her fingers over the smooth silt below.
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Post by Kris on Jun 21, 2009 21:59:06 GMT -6
Tallspear crushed the root between his hands and mixed it with a little water to make it foam. When Sunsong rose from the water, he handed her most of it, and began soaping her back.
"Mind a little company?" He winked as she turned to look at him. "I might spend more time distracting you, but who knows. There's fun to be had for all--especially if those two behave themselves."
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Post by Anna on Jun 21, 2009 23:03:13 GMT -6
Sunsong took her soap and briskly went about the business of scrubbing off accumulated sweat and dirt. "Have I ever told you no?" she asked Tallspear cheerfully. "But I'm not alone, so what do you say, Firecat, Shellslip? Should we let Tallspear in on the fun?" She teasingly splashed Tallspear before diving beneath the surface to rinse the soap clean from her skin.
Windsoft considered the strangers, then looked at Softling. The strangers didn't look too open for new acquaintances just now, and Softly had been pushed as much as was needful for the moment. "Tomorrow will be soon enough, Softling. We'll go hunt ourselves, and make our own contribution. Let's meet them on equal terms, hmm?"
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Post by peachbug on Jun 21, 2009 23:50:42 GMT -6
Softling smiled a little bit, rubbing her arm anxiously. Did the strangers have to make it so much harder by looking so unwelcoming? The gold haired one looked like he would try to chew Wingfoot up and spit him out. Not that he could manage himself against a Wolfrider. "Yes, I would like that." She looked to Windsoft again, trying to reassure the huntress of her sincerity. Softling had no idea where to go for now. The others were at the river, others lagged with the wolves.
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Post by Multi-Facets on Jun 22, 2009 0:56:45 GMT -6
"Oh, why not?" Shellslip answered, giggling as she floated on her back. "The more the merrier, right?" She grinned in wolfish anticipation, and stood in order to work on her hair. Best not to have it all tangled when she decided to pounce. "So when shall we do it, hm?"
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Silent had finished bathing, and now he was sitting with his knees against his chest on some grass he had flattened out, allowing stray breezes to cool his skin and dry it off. He rested his chin on his knees and closed his eyes, glad to have a chance to relax without worrying about thirst or his wolf-friend's health. That much allowed a pleasant "hum" to tinge his thoughts as he absently "listened" to the Song and his tribemates splashing and playing.
They were happy. That made him happy.
Wanderlust nosed his ear. **Not thirsty. I hunt,** she told him.
**[contentment]/Go on, sweet one,** Silent sent a bit dreamily, and Wanderlust huffed as his mind started sinking out of touch with reality again. Oh well. That was her elf-friend. She licked his cheek and trotted away, following the river. The she-wolf would return when her belly was somewhat fuller.
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Post by Anna on Jun 22, 2009 11:06:45 GMT -6
((OOC: A tangential thread has been started for the welcoming committee. )) Windsoft grinned at Softling, and subtly urged her in the direction of the waiting meal. "In that case, let's get something to eat, and maybe we'll track down Longdusk and have him keep us company. We scouts need to stick together, especially after the nasty surprise our new friends gave us tonight." The scout leader paused and looked over her shoulder, frowning until her eyes alighted on her son. "Journey? Will you come with us?" |
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