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Post by kyruge on May 16, 2009 21:26:33 GMT -6
JEROXERN
Every time I close my eyes
It’s you and I know now
Who I am He sat like a king upon his throne, Jeroxern looked over his lands that he cared so deeply for. Handsome bluegrass plains sprawled out before him. In the hazy dawn the twisted shape of the hills upon the horizon looked blue. The sky lit up like a torch, shades of pink, violet, yellow, and orange shimmered in the sky. A soft breeze tussled his coat like a huge human running his fingers through his thick coat. Jeroxern lifted his head gracefully, his golden eyes glittering handsomly. This was his land, his pack had lived here for generations, their blood was stained silver, like the wind. Though his siblings had abandoned his land, he had enough love for all three of them. His mother and father lived and died here, Jeroxern would follow in their footsteps. They had had high hopes for him, as their first and largest son, his family had hoped he would have great sucess. If only they could see him now. They could, couldn't they? Of course, his silver mother and smokey gray father, they must be gaurdians, or they would be in the future. Jeroxern had great faith in his family, at least those who loved Tempestpack as much as he does.
The sun lifted its dreary head slowly over the blue hills, the intermittant breeze was Apollo's breath, it smelled sweet, like far away lands. Over the period of a day the sun encompassed the globe, what had he seen? Great wonders, terrible things, and of course the droning on of boring lives. He was different, no, the sun did not just look upon him, he looked upon the sun also. They were equals, yes, equals, he could defeat the sun if they fought, the only opponent Jeroxern knew that he couldn't take down was the wind. Yes, the wind, she was an illusive, sly opponent, like the sun she looked over everything, but she was close viewing earthlings up close, knowing every curve of their bodies, and watching every move they had ever made night or day. With this final thought the wind ruffled his coat, praising him for his adoring thoughts. If only a mortal, like himself could harness the power of the breeze, he could rule the earth. A power that could corrupt. Jeroxern sighed, like most mortals he knew he could not ever hold that power with in his muscular body. And if he could would he be able to accept that?
Standing, he looked down at the short grass, it stood still, Apollo must have been holding his breath. Jeroxern blinked slowly, and jumped from the rock landing gracefully, he trotted over the blue grass toward the sun. After a few moments of jogging he broke into a lope, he wasn't going anywhere specific, just streaching his legs. Every creature as free as the wind deserves to streach his legs every so often. Sure he wasn't the fastest, but like most wolves, Jeroxern could run for miles and miles without stopping. His pink tongue rolled out from its cage inside of his pointed teeth. Jagged white daggers were long, but his lips made him look as though he was smiling, his golden eyes matched this feeling. Air churned in his lungs, and left through a jagged cave of teeth, freedom. This is what it felt like to be free, as free as the wind. He finally slowed to a trot again, and then he stopped. Scenting Apollo's breath, this was paradise. Jeroxern knew he had a pack to get back to, but he couldn't help but have some solitary time every once and a while. Because he was alpha, everyone always wanted something from him, he tried his best to be friendly but some of his pack members knew better than to believe this act. Friendly was a bit hard for him, but he meant well through his rough exterior. Maybe it was time to get home, he sat down. Why was it that sometimes his body just wouldn't listen to his brain. Maybe, he would stay here for a while longer.
Word Count: 682
For: You, yes you!
Notes: Took a little while, but not awful I suppose. [/size] |
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Post by ninja on May 27, 2009 16:47:51 GMT -6
/Swooooosh..../
Kallik's tongue rolled out the side of his mouth as a fresh, cool breeze danced around him, playing with his fur. For a moment, the unforgiving heat of the sun seemed just a bit more bearable; the next moment, the wind had meandered away. It was days like these that he was most grateful of a light coat; if he was clad in stuffy black fur he could die in this sunlight! Jaws parting, the Himalayan let out a contented sigh, deep in thought. If only a wolf could hold on to such a thing forever-- but some things, like the wind and the moon and the stars, were meant to be enjoyed by everyone, not hoarded by one. How horrible the world would be if he could never gaze at the sparkling night sky again, or if he would be deprived of the cooling, life-giving waters of the river! No, that would not be good. Not good at all.
It had been peaceful for quite some time now. Kallik's skills weren't needed often, except to help fend off the occasional fox or hostile nomad. More often than not he could just wander through Tempest territory, relaxing and enjoying life in general. Despite himself, he took in a deep breath just to inhale the sweet, wild scent of the grasses surrounding him. Yes, Kallik came here often to just let go of himself for a while, to be everything or nothing at all. He could let his mind reboot from all the hectic activity of Pack life and just have some alone time. Letting his eyes drift closed, the gray-and-white wolf rested his head on his paws for a little nap...
Paw steps. They were getting closer. 'Wake up!' said a little voice in Kallik's head. And as if on cue he snapped to attention, cocking an ear to the left. The soft, rhythmic beat had ceased... The wolf's nose twitched and he recognized the scent of a fellow Tempest; and it was undoubtedly Jeroxern, his leader. Heaving a yawn, Kallik pushed himself into a sitting position; after a quick scan of the area, he located the tawny wolf relaxing just a few feet away! He automatically bowed his head, a symbol of greeting and respect for the Alpha. Apparently he was out enjoying the day too...
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Post by kyruge on May 29, 2009 18:28:58 GMT -6
JEROXERN
There’s a place I go
When I’m alone
Do anything I want
Be anyone I wanna be Jeroxern felt a cool breeze flow through his coat, how he loved the day. Golden eyes peered up at the sun and he blinked totally enamored by the feeling of the moment. His grey and bronze coat twinkled like the morning dew in the sunlight, he was handsome there was no denying that. His long nose protruded beneath his eyes, nostrils wide taking in his surroundings... only... Jeroxern tipped his head slightly. That scent, he knew it, a pack member, Kallik's scent. The large wolf turned, Kallik had seen him also, infact he was so close Jeroxern was embarassed that he had not seen him earlier. Maybe his skills as a hunter weren't too great, he was never a hunter, always a warrior, and now alpha. There was so little time to hunt, but whenever he had the chance he always enjoyed tagging along with a group of hunters, even if he did slow them down a bit. He had come here to be alone, and though he did not dislike Kallik he did wish to be alone. Despite his original intention he realized that he could use a little bit of company.
He saw the other wolf dip his head in respect, and Jeroxern appreciated this tribute to his power, but he was also slightly embarassed by the wolf's actions. The idea of being alpha and leading others by example pleased him because of his work ethic, but the formalities always embarassed him even now. His lips turned up in a slight smile and his eyes thinned into a smiling squint. "Hello Kallik. Taking some time away from the pack too?" His voice though deep was calm and had a joyful twinge to the tone. The pack was somewhat small but it was growing, slowly but surely. His mind flickered back to the pack, though he had only been away for a short while he worried about the pack sometimes. Of course they could handle themselves but he still worried, had he been away too long? Than again if Kallik was here things at camp couldn't be bad, plus he was sure the warriors would have sent an apprentice or two to find him. Howling, growling, snarling Jeroxern was sure that he would have heard it from here. Yes even from these beautiful blue hills.
Word Count: 386
For: Ninja!
Notes: Sorry not my best by any means, thanks for responding! <3 [/size] |
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Post by ninja on Jun 1, 2009 20:04:20 GMT -6
Kallik let his gaze drift off, far off to the horizon. The sky was a particularly beautiful cerulean blue this afternoon; a few large, fat clouds occasionally drifted over the sun, offering some shade from its unforgiving rays. The brute let his tongue roll out the side of his mouth, panting gently to cool himself on this warm sumer day.
"Yes," he sighed, returning his attention to Jeroxern, "sometimes it's nice to just... Get away from it all."
A little voice in his mind told him they should return to the pack; there was always work to be done, especially when it was small like Tempest; but still, the other side of him longed to stay in these cool sweet grasses for just a while longer. If the Alpha was out too, then it couldn't be that bad. "I take it the pack can survive without your-- our-- presence for a while?"
Well, that was rather awkward. Both of them were enjoying a little outing from the Pack life, yet both had begun to worry! Kallik may have to return to the camp simply to stop any horrible hallucinations that penetrate his mind; yes, such morbid thoughts tend to attack his senses when away for even a stroll. He sighed again. This must be what it felt like to be a parent...
(( Sorry, sucky post! Dx I'm tired a bit tired. ))
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