BlizzardOfDeath&Nellie RP
Posted 2022-12-19 04:15:21
Even Verdance was surprised, plants had never refused to talk to her like this before. She took a couple seeds from a tiny green leather pouch, invisible if it was deep enough in her fur. Without stopping, she dropped them on the ground and within seconds eager spring-green shoots were following behind her. At least she would have some plant friends. "Does this happen often?" She glanced at Dahlia, wanting to add "And do you find them" but thinking better of it. |
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Posted 2022-12-19 04:24:44
A howl echoed back and Dahlia gasped. ''There, that's my husband, I recognise his howl!!'' She started a series of short howls whilst running, following the sound of Matthew responding until she eventually arrived at where he was. ''Where's Sylvia?'' Was her first question, and Matthew chuckled. ''Well hello to you too,'' he said, then pointed his snout to Sylvia. Dahlia was stunned by the sudden change. They had brought in a sick little girl that could not even walk or move on her own very well. Now, there was a normal little girl playing in the woods - and she had a new outfit. ''Aging Crystal did her well,'' Matthew commented on the change. She blended in better in the woods too, without a bright pink pyjama. |
Spirit #43327 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:28:20
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BlizzardOfDeath #51723 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:34:10
Dahlia grumbled a bit. ''Oh come on, why are you so lazy-'' ''Because!'' Matthew protested, ''This forest is so silent, without the business of the pack, it's the perfect place to be lazy!!'' There was a bit of a silence. ''N-not that I come here... often....'' Dahlia just glared at him. ''Ahem,'' he cleared his throat, awkwardly, ''in other news, the den seems to like Sylvia. I've noticed it's been acting different. More supernatural stuff is happening, but it's good, not the kind that uh... well never mind that...... I ... I'll just... take her back now....'' Matthew collected Sylvia, then walked back up to the den rather shamefully under the glare of his still silent mate. It only melted when Sylvia petted Dahlia's face and she wagged her tail. Then, before Matthew quickly shooed her away she gasped 'Green wolf!' And Matthew was even faster to leave. Dahlia watched him go, still glaring at him as he shamefully walked away. ''Well,'' she said, her strict-wife-demeanor melting when she looked at Verdance. ''We should leave soon too, before the den goes back to what it was when Sylvia leaves. I was planning to do some exploring today, you may join me if you want. Sylvia can't leave the den yet and we still need to find some food for her and a food source. I know there's some houses in the Grasslands, so maybe we can spy on some humans. ...If we are very careful... May Ashen's spirit protect us if we do that,'' she said, bowing her head in respect upon mentioning that name. |
Spirit #43327 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:37:31
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BlizzardOfDeath #51723 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:46:46
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Spirit #43327 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:48:30
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BlizzardOfDeath #51723 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:54:09
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Spirit #43327 |
Posted 2022-12-19 04:56:07
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BlizzardOfDeath #51723 |
Posted 2022-12-19 05:16:02
One of the wolves was already waiting when she did, and she dropped off the new herbs. Sylvia would have enough work on her hands, as this was the first time a Hoard was actually ever starting to get organised and sorted, so Heather was not in a hurry and took the wolf back to the sick den. She diagnosed the wolf, then took some herbs from the piles. Heather didn't have enough, so she decided to take a visit to the Old Bear. With a pile of herbs in her mouth, she approached Verdance. ''Fwelmome whack, wice to wee woe wawain!'' ''.....What? Heather the herbs,'' Dahlia said. ''Wo, wight,'' Heather said, dropping the herbs to her feet. ''I said, welcome back, nice to see you again! I don't know if you remember me, but I learned a lot from you!! I was... a lot younger back then, so I kind of get second hand embarassment from it now, but you were like, my idol!! I was just about to visit the Old Bear, and I thought you might like him! I think he'd like you, for sure!'' Heather didn't mention anything about her strange behavior and the lights, and it was unclear whether she even remembered or not. She seemed to be herself again, tail wagging without her noticing. |
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