Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:27:32 PM)
(This user has entered Silver Fang Tribal Lands) (IP = 67.10.162.16)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:27:43 PM)
(Shicken.)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:27:49 PM)
(slightly)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:28:01 PM)
(No, that's what I'm eating. Chicken.)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:29:07 PM)
(ooohhhh.....Im eating cheese. Im craving chips, so the wife is being useful and bringing me some on her way home*
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:30:05 PM)
*Evgeni is leaning near the fountain. He appears to be simply watching the water tonight*
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:31:57 PM)
*With the packlands situated on the border of the Tribal lands, Ashur felt comfortable enough traversing the wooded area that separated them in his lupus form. Approaching the large gardens from the rear, he paused on the outer lights of the building, nostrils testing the air at the unfamiliar scent of the new Garou*
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:35:31 PM)
*The wind shifts, just enough to carry Ashur's scent towards Evgeni. He straightens himself, eyes moving slowly towards the source. With the lights, he could only make out an outline, but not features. He stood where he was, waiting*
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:38:29 PM)
*After a moment the Lupus began to pad over toward the fountain, luminous golden eyes scanning Evgeni curiously as he did so. The Garou's Pure Breeding was immediately obvious, a flare that surrounded him almost in a tangible nimbus that marked him a Silver Fang of breeding that rivaled even Ashur himself. At a respectable distance, he paused and struck a posture, scents and body language delivering a greeting in lupinal language*
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:42:31 PM)
*He took a couple of steps away from the fountain and he, being the newcomer to this area, shifted to his large lupus form. He shook his fur out, then moved a bit closer to where he could fully see the other wolf before him. Taking advantage of this form, his nostrils flared and his eyes moved over every inch of Ashur's wolfen form. He stood proud, his tailed curled over his back*
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:45:42 PM)
*As the interloper on his silent vigil, Ashur was first to introduce himself. Outside a few yips for emphasis, it was the nonverbal language of wolves* ~Lupus~ "I am the Lion's Roar, Alpha of Argent Pride under Lord Firemane. Cliath, born two-legs, full-moon." *A brief litany of ancestors, less a recitation and more an instinct of heroes past trumpeted his Pure Breed. His homid name, lacking a direct translation was left unarticulated*
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:50:30 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:52:03 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 10:54:47 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 10:58:56 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:00:50 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:01:17 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:01:30 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:03:49 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:06:54 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:08:21 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:08:35 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:10:30 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:12:28 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:15:54 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:17:44 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:18:13 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:19:17 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:22:07 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:24:22 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:26:56 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:28:59 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:29:01 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:31:16 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:31:51 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:33:29 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:39:45 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:42:02 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:42:05 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:43:27 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:43:58 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:45:18 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:46:45 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:48:10 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:49:45 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:51:17 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:51:29 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:53:40 PM)
Evgeni Tvarivich (Oct 29, 2011 11:54:49 PM)
Chloe DeWynter (Oct 29, 2011 11:55:26 PM)
Ashur Morningkill (Oct 29, 2011 11:56:03 PM)
*Evgeni listened, ears turning towards Ashur.*
*He was respectfully silent during the interim, eyes intent on the introduction levied by his contemporary. Finally the white head tossed afterward, body language indicating a single question. 'Pack?'*
*Although not voiced, there was a naked interest in his demeanor at that revelation. The golden eyes flitted over his form, less now a question of sensing and learning this new Garou but more of an assessing quality, noting the muscle mass and the cleanliness of the pelt, while the nostrils continued to test the air about him*
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*The pair of immaculately bred Garou were in Lupus form near the grand fountain*
*If anything, Evgeni held his head higher. He knew he was being inspected. But the inspection was also returned. With a practiced eye, his gaze moved over every inch of the other. He was the alpha of his pack, so Ev afforded him that respect, at least mentally for now*
*The gaze lingered a moment longer before the head ducked in a faint bow and he took a half-step back. The motion difficult to define the significance of in human speech, it was something of a respectful apology without genuine contrition, meant to alleviate any offense as his body began to morph and snap up into place into his homid form. Fur melded into flesh that split open and admitted the dedicated clothing that was spirtually linked to his form, leaving a silver-haired and clothed man standing in the wolf's place*
*She came from her packs territory, following Ashur's scent. Eventually finding him with Evengi. She paused a moment looking the new wolf over and a grin spread across her lips* Heeeeyy new guy...*She saluted* Hey boss done cleaning the shrine. *She held her hands out flexing her fingers* Boy mah hands are sore....
*Ev aknowledged the motion with a dip of his head then began to shift as well. His man form gradually shifted and snapped into view. But he had one stark difference from Ashur, and that was the hair. His was pitch black, and bore resemblance to the Russian heritage some SFs had*
*He stiffened slightly at Chloe's approach and coarse greeting. Although no words were verbally exchanged, there was an air of concentration about his disposition that suggested a mental conversation briefly taking place over packlink as she was sent instruction to introduce herself proper to Evgeni*
*His eyes moved to Chloe as she came up, a brow arched at her greeting. He looked her over, from top to bottom and sniffed*
*She winced slightly and raised a hand to her mouth coughing softly into it and the cleared her throat* I am Chloe, Grins at Moon, DeWynter, Daughter of Falcon, Born of man under the New Moon, of the House Wyrmfoe, of the Lodge of the Moon, of the Changing Court, Cliath of the nation, Omega of Argent Pride and member of the Sept of Shared Blood.
*He listened to Chloe, and nods as she finishes. He speaks with just a slight Russian accent* I am Evgeni Tvarivich, named Fast and Fair. Born of man under the judges moon and claimed by Falcon. Son of House Wyrmfoe by birth, Clan Crescent Moon by heritage. Member of the Moon Lodge, and cliath of the Nation. *He didnt go into the lineage as he had with Ashur previously. He dipped his head to her when he was finished*
"How long do you intend to visit the area, Fast and Fair-yuf, if you don't mind my asking?" *He inquired with a voice that was extremely mid-western and atypical for the country* "Or do you have designs on lairing here permanetly for the time being?"
*She smiled* Nice ta meet ya cousin. *She then went quiet letting Ashur speak.*
*He nodded to Chloe, then turned his gaze back to Ashur* I intend to stay permanently, however long Gaia blesses that length of time to be
*Again, the naked interest in his features. As an Ahroun, subtelty were not his strongest suits* "The local Sept is extremely desegregated with Tribes intermingling freely into packs with other Tribes. A very select few, mostly those of finer breeding like the Shadow Lords and ourselves maintain Tribal cohesion on a pack level." *He paused, eyes intent* "Do you lay claim to a preference either way?"
*Her head followed the conversation by turning to whom ever was speaking, her arms folding across her chest seeming ly very interested in the conversation at hand.*
I see the benefits of maintaining teh tribal cohesion in packs that you speak of. Am I to assume that is the make up of your pack? *Head tilted to one side, he kept his face neutral, more interested in fact finding*
Verily...*She nods* yep, yep...
*He nods slightly* "The Argent Pride is entirely Silver Fang. While I believe every Tribe in the Nation has their place and each Garou worthy in his or her own right... I think that there are certain nuances and familiarities that keep different Tribes from ever fully bonding in as strong a pack as they might if they sought out their own." *The paralells to casual racism notwithstanding, he said it was said with apparent firm belief in the notion*
(he said it was said? *facepalm*)
(Nix the 'he said' part. Ahem.)
*His hands clasp behind him, and he begins to move about randomly, eyes moving over the grounds as he spoke* There are benefits to both perspectives, yours certainly carries a heavier weight, than just anyone throwing a pack together and running off. *Pausing in his movements, he looked at Ashur* Although part of it depends heavily on the sept and the garou within it, as well.
*She grins from the corner of her lips* Yeah, least ways we are more familiar with our kind then any others. A mix is nice at times, but unfamiliarity can be more dangerous. *She closes her eyes tilting her head back* There are enough dangers and troubling things out there, something familiar is a nice change and comforting. Gives one more strength when you fight for something familiar.
*Head turns just slightly to Chloe, nodding* What you say is true. I still maintain it comes down to teh garou involved. Those of our tribe tend to be more civilized, and able to work together more easily. And as you say, the familiarity is comforting
*He glances over at Chloe's rambling. A polite smile given to the Ragabash Omega, though little heed actually paid her way as he returned his attention back to Evgeni* "Understandable. The lesser Tribes often afford an excellent opportunity for those of our kind to move out and easily claim positions of power. Particularly those of... more refined breeding. If my offer was veiled prior, allow me to rectify that now. Should the local packs prove inadequate to your tastes or needs, you would have a welcomed position of honor within the Argent Pride."
How many are there in your pack? *He nodded at the offer, resuming his moving and land gazing*
*She started counting on her fingers*...Oh wait, kin aren't included...ummm...four?
*He nods slightly at her assessment* "And somewhere in the vicinity of a dozen Kinfolk."
Quite a brood to watch over. *He chuckled softly and looked skyward to the moon* I would like to meet the rest of your pack before I make any decision. And is probably prudent that I meet some of the other local garou and the elders.
Somwhere around that yea...*She grins* Of course....got a big thingamabob on Halloween, oh, that is just my folks. *She shrugs* You can come if ya want, but I warn you it will be boring and my folks will try to pair you up with some cousin of mine...*She rolls her eyes.*
*Lacking subtlety yet, his lips pulled back to reveal flat homid teeth in a show of displeasure, though not necessarily aggression or dominance. However unlikely it would've been for Evgeni to immediately sign up (and short sighted by the Tvarivich to do so), the Ahroun's purposes confounded by due dilligence left him in less than a positive state of mind* "Certainly. Take your time and get the lay of the land first."
Whoa Ashur, your hick side is coming out there...
*He inclined his head at Chloe's offer* I do appreciate the offer. We shall see what is going on that evening. *Shifts his eyes to Ashur, noting the unhappiness, but doesnt comment on it* I assure you, you will have my answer soon. I wouldnt be so rude as to keep you waiting.
"Take your time. Prudence in weighty decisions like this is to be expected." *His body language told a different story past the etiquette of his words. But rare is the Ahroun that could truly hide his intentions past the impatience and Rage of his Auspice*
*The impatience was easily noted, and Ev nodded* Very well then. I think I shall take my leave for the evening. Ive some things to tend before I retire.
*She smiled and rocked back and forth on her feet. She then pointed in the direction of thier packs territory.* We are out there if ya need us. Big house can't miss it.
"Honored to have made your acquaintance, Fast and Fair-yuf."