How to Skip a Rock (Tagged/Open)

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((thought I would finally get this thread up and running. Ranger I hope you remember our plot idea with Gale and Rex...))

Gale;

The soft pitter-pat of the rain was a lulling sound in the ears of the blonde and teal patterned he-wolf as he wandered the edge of the river. The waters swiftly rushed past creating a peaceful gurgling sound that added to the melody of rain, and the soft thrumming of the waterfall could still be heard some ways off. Gale walked in silence, down the river, away from the Wildwater Falls until the water slowed to a steady pulsing flow. He shook his pelt and was reluctant to let it get soaked again by the steady downpour. Gray skies made the air seem chillier than it actually was but the ground was still warm from soaking up the glorious sun that had been shining for the past many days making the rain halfway appreciated. The earth had seemed like it was needing a satisfying drink of water, and nothing was more beautiful than looking at a fresh green landscape still sparkling with recent raindrops and rejuvenated plants.

Gale followed the river around a soft bend and found it to be rather attractive; with a small willow growing atop a short incline that dropped down to the flowing river, and a few large boulders exposed to the air surrounded by many other rocks ranging in size. Actually, this river bend was littered with rocks and pebbles, stirring something awake inside of Gale. His paws trotted over to the willow tree, hopefully providing some decent shelter from the rain, which at this point didn’t really bother him at all. Perching on one of the boulders that was half in the ground and half out, Gale sat his rump down and took inventory of all the small pebbles around him. His face lit with an expression similar to what a father would have when looking down at his wonderful litter of pups.

With his mind he reached out, running his consciousness over the smooth weather beaten stones, there was a moment of pressing before his mind slipped under the surface of a particular small pebble. He felt the size, he felt the weight, he even felt the color and temperature of the stone. His eyes closed and he lifted his chin revealing the power mark on his throat that had been glowing silver. With a pull of mental energy Gale lifted the stone and it hovered in the air floating up until it was eye level with him. His silver orbs burst open and he flung the pebble through the air envisioning it to go flying across the river and bounce to the opposite bank, but instead it only floated away from him before landed with a plop in the river. Gale had felt the lack of strength in the thrust, but he would continue to practice until his stones where flying further and further.

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Rex;

Rex closed his eyes shut as his head tilted downwards, his ears flattened, rain pouring down through his pelt. The male shivered ever so slightly, he felt cold, cold inside, though he didn't understand why. Perhaps he simply felt bored, maybe he was thinking of something, anything, or maybe nothing at all. Rex growled quietly in frustration, why couldn't he understand himself? Recently he's been drifting into his mind, but he knew he needed to stop, he knew he needed to be and stay focused.

Rex lifted his chin as his eyes continuously stayed shut, letting the rain pour down his face, it seemed almost calming to let the rain pour on his face. Rex then exhaled before deciding to take a walk, he needed to do something, perhaps something out of the ordinary for him. What if he were to encounter another wolf? What if that wolf was evil, though it would be great for him. But what if the other wolf wasn't evil... Instead Good or Neutral? What would he do then? Rex didn't know, and he didn't care to think of it then. He would just go with the flow.


Rex followed the river stream, slowly trotting as he simply awaited for something to happen. His ears perked as he heard a small splash in the river, Rex cocked a brow and looked into the river. He then looked around and tried to sniff the air to see if he caught a scent of another wolf. He groaned in aggravation, maybe he wasn't in the mood to see anybody, but he shocked his head and shrugged it off for he was just going to go with the flow. He looked across the river, he decided to swim across to the other side and once he reached land he shook his pelt to get rid of most of the water. "Anybody here?" the grey male said in a friendly tone of voice.


(I apologize for the long wait! I've been really busy lately)

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Gale;

"Anybody here?" Gale almost tripped off of the large boulder he was standing on. He had been so concentrated on the stones he was launching across the river that he must not have noticed another wolf approaching. He made a mental note to stay more aware of his surrounds while concentrating on manipulating rocks. He had actually been in the middle of picking up another stone when the stranger called out, and Gale had heard the clank of it dropping back on the pebbled beach below. while looking over the edge, Gale spotted the other wolf who had spoken. A male, around his size, but he couldn't judge accurately with the distance, so Gale called out in reply.

"Greetings!" Gale wasn't really worried about it being a wolf of danger by how he had called out, so he replied in a friendly manor. Usually a dangerous wolf wouldn't exactly declare their presence to others without knowing who was around them. With a swift and sure-footed leap, Gale hopped down from the boulder and began to approach the stranger. "And who is it that speaks?" Almost forgetting about the rain when he was underneath the tree, Gale squinted his eyes as he tried to keep the rain from streaming down into his vision. While fending off raindrops, Gale also tried to walk in a way that was presentable and authoritative, just so that the other wouldn't see him as a weak wolf, and if he did, it wouldn't matter anyways, Gale always overachieved his appearance.

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Rex;

As the grey wolf shook the excess water of his rugged pelt, he had called out to see if anyone would reply to his calling, and as he called out he had called in a friendly tone of voice, something extremely unusual for him. To add to his unusual behavior, he was not in the current mood for any bloodshed, thinking that perhaps using his wits for once other than his grit can be a nice change of pace every now and then. After all he would not be able to kill as many innocent lives as possible if he came rampaging and every wolf ran away in fear. It was like trying to chase a herd of gazelles, only able to catch only one while the rest ran off, even possibly being left with the weak one who couldn't cut it.

But instead why not blend in, and take one out one by one until there was no more. Rex knew he wasn't the smartest wolf around, which is why he always relied on grit, but as time changes so does a wolf, and Rex figured it was about time to at least start somewhere.

The grey wolf's ears flicked at the sound of someone replying to his call, a male friendly voice spoke out from a distance. Rex shifts his gaze towards the voice and where it came from. A light colored wolf could be seen in the distance, and he notices the male approaching him.

Rex's paws twitches with anticipation, feeling the urge to just lunge and attack the poor stranger. But no, his will to be just a bit different held him back, and he forces a friendly smile to the wolf as he approaches. His face seemed a bit uncomfortable, like keeping a smile to him hurt his face, but nontheless he kept it on his maw as he replies back to the stranger who had asked for his name.

"Greetings stranger, uh my name is R-" He cuts himself off from saying his name, still saying the R as if growling for he went to his mind to come up with a name that didn't sound dangerous like 'Rex'. He quickly coughs, as if giving justice to the fact he was incapable of finishing his sentence. "Right! S'cuse me, I go by Max!" Max, way more friendly sounding than the name Rex, though perhaps the name did not suit his appearance, all deranged and things of the sort, it could still make him seem more friendly than not.

"And who is the one throwing stones into the river? I heard something in the river, and just now saw a stone drop back down, and you are the only wolf around." He said, gazing around making sure there was no other wolf around apart from the stranger before him.

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Gale;

As he pranced closer to the dark gray wolf, Gale definitely noticed this stranger was larger than himself. His appearance seemed tough and as Gale slowed down to a stop a few feet in front of this, Max guy, he started to notice a few nicks and gashes that the male was adorned with. He tried to not let his eyes be rude, so he simply offered his most friendly smile and let his tail sway back and forth in the air.

"Well it is very nice to meet you, Max." Gale wasn't going to let that other male's odd introduction bother him too much, but it had seemed a little weird how he stumbled with giving his own name. "My name is Gale, and I was just playing down by the water." As much as he wanted to be friendly and nice and always see the good in others, Gale just couldn't get rid of the suspicious feeling that was bouncing around in his stomach. Max seemed laid back and all, but with how rough his appearance seemed, Gale could only wonder if this wolf was just beat up from living alone in the wild and fending off bears and nature, or if he was the type of wolf that sought out fights to pick.

"Yup, that was me, I was just kicking some rocks around." Gale shrugged his shoulders and glanced over by the water before shaking out his pelt that had become very soaked with the rain. As much as the blonde male was proud of his power and would love to show it off, there was still that cautious thought in his head that told him to not fully trust this stranger. He hadn't lied, because he really was playing by the river and kicking rocks around... with his mind, but same thing right. Maybe if time would prove him wrong, then Gale would offer a little show and tell with his power.

"And what brings you out on a rainy day to the Wildwater?" The glint in his silver eyes looks curiously at Max while he waits to hear what the next thing that this new acquaintance might say.

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Rex;

To his relief the stranger did not pay mind to his hesitant introduction. The stranger then introduces himself as Gale, who had been throwing rocks by the river "Do you usually throw rocks on a rainy day? That is.. quite interesting, makes me wonder why I don't do that myself!" the male said, with a hint of enthusiasm, he never thought to do anything out in the rain unless it meant spilling blood and watch as the water strips it away.

Gale proceeds to ask what brought Rex out on a rainy day, and all he could do was shrug and respond "Was caught in the rain as I was searching for a new place to spend the night in, always on the move especially with seasons changing. Besides never know what or who I may encounter along the way, makes for an interesting trip." he said, casually, as if this was somethint he was asked on a daily basis.

"The rain has this... calming effect.. I find it strange.. but at the same time I don't, does that make sense?" his brow raised at the question, honestly curious as to how the stranger might answer, because he had pondered on the question for some minutes now, and was genuinely curious how others thought.

He shakes his head, feeling as if he was being distracted with such curiosity. It felt strange, not just ripping someones throat out the first instant one makes an encounter, but he would be hopeful this strange feeling would subside. He looks to the water besides him, then looking back at Gale "If you're kicking rocks, might I join you? I don't think there will be anything interesting going on anytime soon and I don't often kick rocks." he said.