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Too familiar to separateThey had been yearmates through life. Except she'd been born on Yaolzerac, and he on Cruix. So it wasn't until she was settled into life on Cruix that they met. Chal and Tiel had hit it off fairly well to begin with. And even after the initial meeting they occasionally found each other to chat about the day, things they'd seen or done (barring too many details about Search and Rescue work she did anyway) and the things they smelled. They both did work that utilized their sniffers, so they were used to picking out details like that.
Some days degenerated into a game of 'what's the worse smell ever,' and others were commiseration for smelling the 'worst scent ever.'
Chal just plain enjoyed his company, and regularly told her family back home about him. There was a fair bit of nudging about a Dream, but she was relaxed enough to figure if it happened, all to the better, but she felt pretty set on Tiel.
She even enjoyed spending time with his son, when s
SoaringHe'd met her while running routes. She was the one who did the reading part of the navigating and double-checked it against his landmark awareness. She was the one who made sure all of the numbers balanced as they made deliveries, and verbalized the information, so he knew what was going on while they worked, instead of leaving him in the dark as it were.
Cael was smitten almost immediately. No real clue why, but he was.
He wasn't always lucky enough to be running the same route, end of the week, or shift with her, but he loved it when he got the chance. They were pretty good friends, and he thought they would be good as more. Why hadn't he asked her out on a date? Well, he wanted to work up to that, not rush her.
So really, no one was happier than he was when he got his Mate Dream. Or so he'd say.
A bird soared in the sky. It flew with all the grace of its species and showed off its wingspan beautifully. There was no doubt in Cael'
Clay leaves tracks tooShe'd had the dream while fairly young yet, and hadn't ever really felt like it was 'time,' so she'd not put too much into finding someone who matched the details well enough. She had a pup, and watched several members of her family have pups, and enjoyed playing with the pups.
Ato wasn't sure, exactly, what made details finally click into place. It wasn't like Tur was someone she'd just met. He had a child with her sister Xipi and she'd known him for a while after.
But it suddenly occurred to her that maybe, just maybe...
Three wall/lumps of clay. He had three bone spurs on his tail. Short horns on his head- well they weren't exactly as enormous as her mom's but they weren't itty bitty- but maybe the 'stumpy' had been more reference to the spurs? And she'd worked with some clays that were kind of similar in color to his main coat color. So maybe?
Well, it at least sounded like a good idea to poke him (maybe literally too) and ask. Kis ha
The Shadow pelting me was youDi would definitely claim they'd made friends early on. He'd never get much more specific than that, lest Ani prove him wrong. In any case they'd been friends for a while. They'd been friends with cuddle benefits for nearly as long, and it had even in a fair bit of time since the cuddling had gotten even more involved.
Di was content. Rather happy, and really just figured it would stay that way.
'Cept he had a Mate Dream. Of course, he didn't know that that was what it was at first. Just seemed like a decently involved game of Snow Ball fighting like he and Ani sometimes got up to. The snowballs were well-packed, and just firm enough to not turn into spray at being tossed. But not so firm that they didn't turn into spray upon impact. The only real difference was that his 'opponent' in play was just a deep shadow. They had a darn good arm though, and he seriously wondered if Ani might have taught them- in the dream.
When he wok
Out of the ShellMir had been a fairly quiet pup to begin with. His parents had had to keep an eye on him because he was prone to wandering off somewhere, with very little sound. Luckily, he was a first pup, so there wasn't so much distraction that he could get far without being caught.
After the first transformation from pup to toddler, Mir had been happy to play and run on two feet, but found he couldn't switch back. And while he could have had any number of fits at the idea, he just pouted. It was strong pouting, but still just pouting.
From then on, he was attempting to learn everything he could about what made him unable to shift. And a few years down the road, when the Alpha finally had a pup, and his son proved also unable to shift back, Mir was happy enough to explain the whys and hows he'd gotten hold of.
By that point, Mir had also come to enjoy learning the details of being a Hutch. The herbs and plants, their uses, where to find them, which ones could be
Show how to use the stick, insteadQuestion after question after question; Oni was one of few who would listen to Ket ramble, out of sheer curiosity. Because while Ket was always droning about things, the pink-haired girl was generally pretty good about sharing new things as a pup. (When she became a Hider, the topics started narrowing, but it still wasn't too bad, by Oni's definition.)
Whenever Oni found something new, she would find a nearby adult and ask about it. After a few years of doing this, she started finding fewer and fewer 'new' things, and started to find younger pups to explain things to. This led some to think she would be a Matren, but Oni had more interest in wood, they learned, than in caring for babies.
While younger, the shafts and blocks of wood she got her hands on would be passed to the Shifes as would the bits of other materials- and she'd watch them at work, for whatever parts she was allowed to observe. As she got older, she started to gravitate towards Shife-work
On and on and on (Not Halcyon)While it was entertaining to hear Tem chatter at a person (though he was the younger of the two, the comparison held up), Ket's yammering was less pleasant. Why? Because she was a Hider (interesting coincidence, really), and she would ramble on about her work, anyone who stepped close enough would hear, in detail, about the sinews she'd separated from the skin. Or the sounds the hide made as it was stretched. Or any number of other things about her work that day.
She'd always been fascinated with the movements and antics of others at play, rest or work. She'd always asked questions about these things, and happily learned them. She frequently shared what she learned too- even though no one asked her to share. In play, she was the one that would explain how this plan or that would or wouldn't work based on what she knew- she wasn't a half-bad strategist to be honest, but she wasn't terribly difficult to side-track, which was where they eventually
Talk back some more, why don't you?He wasn't exactly mean, but neither was he all sweetness and light. Ion was the pup most likely to dive into wrestling matches for the sake of the wrestling- sometimes for the sake of showing up another pup, but he wasn't going to push any farther than a 'Stop, I give!' would allow. Anyone that got hurt was 'cause they didn't give, as far as he was concerned.
Even with that knack for wrestling in mind (or perhaps because of it- yay for the concept of teamwork), he didn't aim for Hunter. Instead, he snooped the trails and paths and remains prey left behind. He followed the Scouts and Trackers as best he could, and asked them questions- though he mouthed off a little if he thought they were trying to dumb things down too much for him. It taught a couple of the younger Scouts how to actually teach, and made the eldest Tracker laugh.
After learning 'all I can teach you' at the hands of the Trackers, Ion made a few passes with them watching him, proving he'd re
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