Such a Strange Place

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Miser had been walking for quite a while, not really taking in his surroundings. It was only when he noticed strange carvings on a tree did he stop to take in the atmosphere. As a pup they would've unnerved him, now they only seemed to intrigue and interest him. Strange, he thought. What made this? Surely no wolf without powers. Who would waste their time on this? The white wolves are too busy and I'm quite sure they only give powers to those who'll make good use of them.

He sat down on the soft grass, head cocked, as he stared intently at the tree. It was a miracle he had even noticed it; his main reason for leaving his regular resting spot was to find other wolves, socialise - he was a social animal after all - and possibly to find out where his next meal was going to come from.

He rubbed up against the bark of the tree, it was his now. At least it was in his mind. That was how you claimed something, right? You marked it with your scent and then all you had to do was make sure no one else did the same. The thing was though, he wanted someone to come. He hated being alone, more than he hated righteous "good" wolves who thought they were better than those who admitted to being corrupt in some way. "Liars," he snarled aloud. Oops. Hopefully no one had heard him.

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Lydia was lovely in one out of two ways. She looked ravishing: slim, slender, beautifully colored with natures pallet. Yet inside her heart was not crafted if the purest gold, in fact it was corroded and black, rusting if you will. Her pelt was short and sleek, a eye pleasing cream adorned in a large orange flower blooming in her coat. Her eyes were a pastel coral, the color soft, hiding the sharp severity within.

Lydia stepped daintily forwards, small, elegant paws weaving through the summer grasses. Her tail was lax, swishing near her flanks. Her elegant form moved like liquid, fluid in an ethereal way. She neared the large tree, nostrils flared. There was another wolf nearby. Too near. Her pretty features quickly twisted as she heard him.

Liars!

Lydia's lips curled in a snarl if distaste, coral irises somehow threatening as they glinted. Hirt sharp ears shoved forward, tail flipping up like a banner, she took the offense. With a savage bark, Lydia leaped around to the opposite side of the defaced trunk. She saw him, a scraggly, thin male. His eyes were wide and Lydia though him deranged. Her growl shifted in her throat, her harsh voice scraping out. "Stranger, who are you?" Lydia's tone demanded an answer. Her power bark glowed dangerously on her chest and small amounts if soil rose around her, forming into dark shapes; stars, maces, barbs and, thorns. They were not solid but they sure looked threatening. The orbited around her like electrons around the nucleus.

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It was not long before the wolf heard a low growl close to him. Another white wolf popped out around the tree. She didn't look happy. Was it her tree? Well, it's mine now and no one will take it from me! He sat down close to the tree, protective of his new found treasure. It was his rare tree, carved with the most elegant design. He would fight to keep it - possibly even to the death. This was valuable... he loved owning valuable things. It was only when she spoke did he lose the anger that he held.

"Stranger, who are you?"

This was becoming a civilised conversation! It didn't last long, however. The soil around this intruder began to float upwards, transforming into various... weapons. Oh well. He had been wanting to converse with someone. "Hello there. I do believe you're standing close to my tree. I'm unsure of why you want to know my name, I think it'd make much more sense for me to ask what your name is; you're trespassing on my new property. I will, however, just let it go this once. I'm Miser. I do hope you're not... "good". I may end up attempting to end your life." He appeared completely friendly as he said this, wagging his tail with his head still cocked and his ears up straight.

"Maybe you heard my little outburst earlier? Oh, don't mind that! I was just angry about something!" He chuckled lightly. It had, after all, been a thought that had slipped out of his mouth. He stared at the wolf in a curious manner. What did she want? Why was she there? It soon became clear to him that she had a flower on her back. It was fascinating to him. "What's that?" He asked, getting up to investigate his new acquaintance. He sniffed around her, unsure of what she would do if she got closer. If she even tried to steal his tree, though, he would attack her with no hesitation. Finder's keepers, loser's weepers.

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It was a good day for exploring, the young wolf figured, hot out to most others with the coming of Summer, but he didn't notice. He made a point to keep his own internal temperature cold as he could with the use of his powers, the grass as he walked developed a small dusting of frost as he padded along, melting as soon as he moved from the spot.

His ears pricked and he looked interested as he heard the sound of some kind of commotion ahead, cocking his head to the side and smirking, oh boy, drama! He was quiet as he approached the scene before him, his keep young eyes watching with interest as the two adult wolves seemed to be bickering over...A tree?

He almost fell over laughing right then and there. These two wolves were trying SO hard to be intimidating and wicked over a tree?! His eyes widened a little when the female began to excersize a power, oooh cool! But still ridiculous. He was still snickering and snorting as he stepped from the bushes, fearlessly trotting right up to them, "Do all grown ups argue over stupid things?" He circled around them and called coyly over his shoulder, "Or just you two?" He circled around the tree before sniffing it over, "does it grant wishes? Is that why your hackles are raised?" There was a slightly mocking tone in the teen's voice as h continued to trot playful circles around the two, self preservation clearly taking the backseat to his own amusement and mirth.

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Lydia dropped her soil with a huff. "I do not care for this tree. It is as useless as the male who guards it. I am merely a curious wolf." Lydia stood taller, muscles rippling underneath her short fur. This male was so proud, he needed to be humbled. Her vital eyes lit up with the flames of hell as he spoke the words. "A good wolf?! How dare you!" Lydia fumed, turning away from the disgusting creature, calming down a bit. "It's a...flower. Obviously."

Just then another wolf made his presence known. Turning with a swung to her hips she rolled her eyes. "Now who are you, boy?" Ignoring his laughter and snide comments. The beautiful female's lip curled in disgust, souring her expression. Not that she cared what these dust mites thought of her. "I just like to fight, I don't care what the spoils are as long as I win." She flipped her tail indignantly.

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As soon as this strange female told him she didn't want his tree and that he was useless, he began to chuckle. "Thank the white wolf!" She soon became angry at his question about being a good wolf - at least he knew she wasn't one. "There's a flower on your back? How strange! Well, you do have powers... clearly." He soon stood up as he heard another wolf nearby. He didn't appreciate this one's humour. He did, however, appreciate the company.


Before he could reply, the "flower-wolf" did. That would be his new name for her - she hadn't told him her real one. She also seemed more impatient. "Don't get too upset, flower. He can't do anything except talk a bit. I know from experience. But, what is your name? Why are you here? Are you the one who's after my tree? I do hope not... I also hope you aren't a good wolf. You'd be outnumbered here, I'm afraid. If you're just curious like Flower here, you're welcome to join us, Pup!"


He seemed to have decided that he and Flower were friends now. Both evil and she wasn't after his tree. She was even good company when she calmed down. Maybe they'd befriend Pup too! Miser, Flower and Pup; the trio to rule the world! Pup and I'll get powers so we can all be equally powerful. I'll get some sort of offensive power from Geist, Pup will want to get one that involves fire. I'll advise him not to - he won't listen. By the time we gain control, he'll be dying. Oh no. Poor pup. But, then he'll turn on us! Pup, why? Why would you do this? Stop it!


"Stop it, Pup! Oops... Sorry. Thinking again, Flower."

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North affixed them both with a fiendish grin as he stopped circling to stand in front of the two, one so hot headed, and the other seemed to be somewhere else entirely. What an odd pair. His fur raised a bit as the female called him boy, smirking, "I'm North, lady." He chuckled when the male mentioned him being a goof wolf, "Phft hardly. I don't follow good or evil, I do what I want, when I want, for whatever reasons I want!" His freedom was his one treasure, the thing he'd defend to the death.

He lifted his tail when the other male mentioned him being all talk, "Pah! Give me a few years and I'll be able to freeze you solid on the spot!" He grinned and focused his energy into his paws, creating a dusting of frost beneath him from the dew on the grass, "I'm the king of the ice and snow." He puffed out his chest importantly, as if he really believed he was as he said, then looked over the others again, starting a bit when the male exclaimed to him, "W-what? Uh..." He turned to the female and smirked, "So's that your name? Flower?" He shrugged and gave a mischievous giggle, "Bit predictable but who am I to judge!"

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This was truly beginning to be tiring. This male she met first went on babbling and apparently daydreaming. He seemed rather eccentric to her. The young male seemed very confident, and selfish. At least he was blunt about that portion of his attitude. He truly was doing everything for selfish purposes. Lydia wondered what his purpose was for speaking with them.

The one thing that annoyed her the most at present was the fact that they were calling her flower. Cursed pelt! Why couldn't she have been born with a pitch black pelt to match her heart? Calming herself down with peaceful controlled breaths she separated herself from Miser. She now stood as a third corner for their triangle of communication. With the snarl no longer present in her voice she spoke calmly. "I am not Flower. I am Lydia. Please, do not judge a wolf by her appearance." The cream shewolf sniffed indignantly, eyes rolling upwards. As she did so she noticed the sky darkening into a dark blue. The sun must be going down beyond the trees.

"Now, ice boy, Miser, I'm outta here." With a haughty sniff she flicked her tail and left the bickering males. Such useless creatures.

-exit Lydia-

((Sorry for the long wait @sierramaya & @crow !))

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So, Pup's real name was North and apparently he had ice powers. What a shame Miser's dream couldn't come true. At least North wasn't good. Flower suddenly spoke up, saying her name was actually Lydia. How unexpected. She left, leaving Miser and North alone.

"Bye, Lyddy.. So, Pup, your real name is North? You should really say that first or people will start calling you the first thing that comes to mind. Oh well. Are you leaving then? I'm sure you don't want to hang out with me by my tree. That would be boring for you, Icy!" Miser couldn't help but give North another nickname. It was somehow easier for him to remember nicknames than real names. Maybe it was because he had made them up himself.

He turned away and lay down at the base of "his" tree, placing his head on an exposed root. "You can go if you want. Don't worry about poor old me. I know you feel sorry for me being by myself but, really, I'll be okay. It's fine. I won't hold it against you. I know you young 'uns have better things to do. What a shame... I thought you were going to get fire powers... Maybe I should get a power? No, that's too much of a hassle. Maybe when I'm older and I really need it. You never know, it might come in handy. Right, they definitely could. But which one? I'll sort that out when I want to get one."

((Don't worry :3))