Aurinka

Aurinka wobbled onto the territory and sat down, exhausted. "I am Aurinka, daughter of Tahti and Vicious, and I was sent here by Bullet of the Shadow Lurkers." She howled out.

Zhener

The sharp eyed Wedgetailed Eagle had spotted the hybrid entering the terra, and adjusted his course to meet her. Unlike the falcons at the Alleys, Zhener was not really much for defense and sentry duties. He was far more inclined to make friends.

Drawing in his six-foot wingspan, the eagle dove earthward, talons outstretched for impact. His dark sepia wings expanded a few feet before he hit the ground, slowing his descent but not helping him land gracefully. After picking himself up and shaking a bit of snow from his dark feathers, Zhener bobbed his head and hopped towards Aurinka, "'ello leetle von! Aurinka you're name, ja? Mine ez Zhener!" For an Australian bird, it was peculiar that his accent harkened back to Germany. But the explanation lay with the humans, who had a breeding program established in the cold country.

Aurinka

Aurinka glanced up at the bird indifferently. "Hello, Zhener." The coywolf said dully. She paused, quickly glancing around the area before speaking up again. "Bullet of the Shadow Lurkers sent me here. I have no home."

Zhener

"Bullet? The bird tilted his head from one direction to the other, thinking over the name before nodding eagerly, "Ja, I know zhat von. Beeg fellow." He then hopped closer yet to the coyowolf, bobbing his head a bit as he inspected her, "Vant to join? Great! Moon Spirit and Azul aren't here, but perhaps you talk vhith Karai? She iz very nice volf, ja. I take you to her?"

Aurinka

AURINKA KEPT A SOLEMN FACE AS ZHENER SPOKE TO HER. SHE DIDN'T GET HER HOPES UP. SHE WASN'T ACCEPTED INTO THE SHADOW HAUNTERS ANYMORE, THE ANCIENT GUARDIANS KILLED HER BROTHER, AND SHE WAS EXILED FROM THE SHADOW LURKERS. OF COURSE, SHE FIGURED THAT SHE'D BE CHASED OFF BY THIS PACK TOO, AND IT SHOWED. THAT SAME FEAR AND DISAPPOINTMENT WAS IN HER EYES.

"ARE YOU SURE THEY'LL LET ME JOIN?" SHE ASKED. "I MEAN, NOBODY ELSE WANTS ME. BUT I GUESS IT WOULDN'T HURT TO TALK TO KARAI..."

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AGE: ABOUT 2

GENDER: FEMALE

SPECIES: CANINE

BREED: 50% COYOTE, 50% GRAY WOLF

APPEARANCE: STEEL GRAY WITH GOLDEN EYES.

PERSONALITY: CALM AND MELLOW

HISTORY: SHE WAS BORN INTO THE SHADOW HAUNTERS. FINDING THAT THEY WEREN'T HER "KIND" OF PACK, SHE LEFT AND JOINED THE ANCIENT GUARDIANS, THOUGH FLED WHEN HER BROTHER WAS KILLED BY A MEMBER. SHE WAS DISCOVERED WANDERING BY MEMBERS OF THE SHADOW LURKERS AND WAS ACCEPTED INTO THEIR PACK. THIS WOULDN'T LAST FOR LONG, THOUGH. SHE CAME DOWN WITH DISTEMPER AND HER MOTHER, A FORMER MEMBER OF THE SHADOW HAUNTERS, CAME TO HELP HER. THEY WERE BOTH EXILED. AURINKA IS NOW SEEKING TO JOIN THE SEDGE CREEK PACK IN A LAST ATTEMPT TO FIND A HOME THAT'S RIGHT FOR HER.

PRODIGY: KAHVI(M), SUSI(F), AVARA(F)

ABODE: NONE

Zhener

The eagle bobbed his head at a quick rate, "Ja, ja! Mozher Karai iz very nice, en she vill accept you." Zhener brought his sepia head up higher, letting his keen eyes take a quick survey of the area before he began to screech at the top of his lungs. "KARAI! KARAI!"

For as fond as he was of wolves, the eagle just couldn't decypher facial expressions very well, and he failed to pick up on the strained emotions running through Aurinka's facade. Still, he could tell that she was not all that excited or happy at the moment, which brought him to speak again when he was finish calling out, "No vorries, Karai iz very nice. She helps many volves and vhelps too. She iz very nice, ja."

Karai

It didn't take long, with Zhener shrilling at the top of his silly lungs, for the familiar shrieks to reach a pair of silver ears, and soon the familiar sound of paw pads came echoing toward them as Karai came into view.

Truth be told, she probably didn't look like a sweet, loving type of person. Te years of being forced to battle to protect those she loved had left marks: a large scar crossed the socket of the left eye, long healed over, but the damage had effected the sight in that eye, leaving her nearly blind, and not making for a pleasant facade, and another mark stretches from nape to shank on the left shoulder, and five more along the left side. Hair had since grown over most of these, disguising them, all but the eye.

But the sweet smile Karai gave Zhener was unmistakable as she gave her bird friend a nuzzle, gently so as not to knock him over, and then turned to view Aurinka. "Welcome home, Zhener. Who's your friend?" And the voice was as soft and musical as ever it had been, the light in the good eye as it turned to view the shy femme as warm as ever.

Aurinka

Aurinka watched Zhener, still doubtful. Of course, she was an outcast. Nobody would accept her. She had the dirty blood of the Shadow Haunters. She said nothing as the eagle spoke.

The coywolf looked up at Karai, her ears pinned back and head low in a display of fearful submission. The first thought that crossed her mind, of course, was Des. She took a deep breath before speaking. "You wouldn't happen to know a dog by the name of Desmon, would you?" She asked, her voice trembling.

Karai

It didn't take the best sight to see that Aurinka was plainly terrified. So Karai turned on her warmest smile, her sweetest nature, her softest, gentlest voice, and let her tail wave as she responded to the timid question. "Yes, my dear, of course I do. I knew him as a pup, when he was captured by the two-legs and taken to their den of torture, though I suppose he must be a grown thing now. Why, do you know him?"

Aurinka

Aurinka's expression warmed when Karai showed kindness and understanding. Yet she still cowered, for fear that she would be killed or sent away. There was a long silence before she answered the wolf's question. "Yes..." She began sheepishly. "I-I love him." It felt wrong to be so far away from Desmon. So far away from her pups. Of course, Avara, Kahvi and Susi would be in good hands with Tahti.

Karai

Aurinka's timid admission brought an even higher degree of warmth to the sweet smile Karai favored her with, and her tail waved in joy. "Then you have an admirable heart, for as I remember him, he is a fine soul, with a kind heart, and I cannot imagine that anyone he cares for could be any less kind. Tell me, did his speech ever recover? He was having some troubles with it, when last I saw him. Is he doing well?"

This line of conversation held two purposes: first, she genuinely cared about Desmon, though she had known him for so short a time, and wanted the answers to her inquiries. But second, and more important at the moment, was to get Aurinka talking, and hopefully help her relax a little. Speaking of those one cared about often brought ease to the timid, she'd found.

Aurinka

Aurinka's tail began to wag a bit. "Yes, he talks just fine." The coywolf informed, her eyes lighting up somewhat. "He is doing very well, last I checked." She lowered her head again, thinking that she would never see Desmon again. "I was exiled from the Lurkers. I used to be a Haunter, but I ran away. My mom did too, but long after I had already left. Then I got sick while I was with the Lurkers. Mother came to help me and refused to leave, even after she was threatened. Then we were both chased away." Tears flooded from her eyes and she fell to the ground in a pile of sobbing fur. "I'll never see him again!" She howled.

Karai

The good news of Desmon made her tail wag. "I am glad to hear it," she murmured softly, but the next turn of conversation saw the further deterioration of Aurinka's state, and distressed Karai.

Sweet soul that she was, she came forward and nuzzled the back of her neck, as a human friend might lay a hand on another's shoulder. "There now, sweet... let it out. It does no good to repress tears. But while they flow, listen. The valley is very wide, and I have many allies I can call upon. If there is a way given to mortals, I will see to it that Desmon finds you."

Aurinka

AURINKA CRIED UNTIL HER EYES WERE SORE, AND EVEN THEN DIDN'T STOP CRYING. EVENTUALLY, THOUGH, SHE RAISED HER HEAD, LOOKING AT KARAI AND WHIMPERING. "Y-YOU CA-N REAL-LY F-FIND HIM?" SHE ASKED BETWEEN SOBS.

Karai

Karai remained beside the distraught female, waiting for her to cry herself out, but never removing the comfort of her small bulk from beside Aurinka. And when the fae had finally recovered herself enough to make a question, Karai responded quietly, but honestly. " There is a fairly good chance of my finding him, but I will not lie to you... I cannot be completely certain. But I will promise you this: if it lies within my power and influence, I will find Desmon for you."