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Private [M] One Stormy Night
Don't slip, Bergljót.







Mavro
Male
Rogue
Wolf
© Dennis!
2.5 years
Height: 39 in.
Posts: 16
AP: 141AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 109 lbs

Star  [M] One Stormy Night



OOC: Whoever knows this thread title and the animated short that's named it, is lit.

Mavrok decided to back-track a bit from Mushroom Hollow to a more pleasant, treacherous area. On this trespass of land connecting the two humongous expanses of vibrant territory, where one was smack-dab on a metaphorical tightrope of rock, one could construe the sound of the violent, crashing waves from the depths below as thunder from an approaching storm. Unless...

The lean, mushroom colored male rose his large head up to sniff the air. His pinkish nose twitched, identifying the oncoming scent of rain showers, soon. Interesting... Mavro's face grew a smirk at the impending storm.

This evening, he would prefer to have no communication. After all, what suicidal creature would also be on these steep cliffs when it was about to rain? Mavrok's jade eyes were still set on the darkening horizon, for it was impressive to him how the ashen-colored cumulonimbus clouds began to billow and take over in front of the pale setting sun. Calmed by the storm, the wolf reclined in a well-fitting divet between the uneven rocky terrain. The male wouldn't care if someone were to approach him, but it'd be unexpected to say the least.

The guy pondered on a couple details about his theoretical pack he was planning to make. Then he got to thinking about how many creatures he had met so far, and will continue to meet, and how he could manipulate his image to them. For instance, he could pose to be the nicest wolf in the world. The calmest! The stupidest? He laughed to himself briefly, laying his head on his paws. Thunder rumbled above.










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Bergljót
Male
Rogue
Wolf
© Jazzy
3.25 (7.75) years
Height: 42 in
Posts: 96
AP: 30AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 180 lbs

RE: [M] One Stormy Night

(This post was last modified: 02-14-2020, 04:18 PM by Bergljót. Edited 9 times in total.)
may you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung


After being to the Divine Fields, Bergljót chose to venture further into the divine lands. This time, he headed north. The beardog had little to no memory of the northern territories, and being so oblivious to what lay a couple of miles away from his home bugged him, somehow. Of course, he could easily reach that side of Yavania by departing from the peninsula’s edge and traveling by wing or sea; however, neither options were nearly as interesting as journeying there by foot.

Bergljót’s form had shifted to that of a hyena, for no reason but to re-accustom himself to the use of such magic. The feeling of losing several pounds - and inches - wasn’t new, but it remained weird as always. That was the bane of being such a large wolf, he’d often say. He was halfway through Defro’s Pass when he caught sight of a wolf. His scent was that of a male, and the beardog - no, the hyena - could tell he was much smaller than him from a distance. His plans were to pass by quietly but, suddenly, the man laughed. Yeah, no way he’d remain silent after that.

”Good day,” he said, politely. The male had laid down, yet Bergljót had noticed his brief fascination over the skies before he began to approach. Curious, the hyena looked up. ”I must say, I’ve never seen someone so excited over a storm. Is anything the matter?”


may you always be courageous
May you stay forever young


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stock image taken by Per Arne Slotte.





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Mavro
Male
Rogue
Wolf
© Dennis!
2.5 years
Height: 39 in.
Posts: 16
AP: 141AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 109 lbs

RE: [M] One Stormy Night



Mavrok remained lax with his scarred head laying across his front paws and his gangly, lacerated body limp at the unexpected introduction directed towards him. Only because it was fair and non-threatening. His pink nose picked up the basic scent of a male at an average age. This evening he wasn't feeling one way or another, and was feeling more lackadaisical as his social battery was running a bit low. Jade eyes flicked up at the figure, Oh! Mavro's eyes widened and finally his head lifted in genuine interest, "A hyena," he barked aloud, very appealed. His tail even started a light wag, flopping up then down on the cooling rocks.

A moment passed as Mavrok eyed the canine. Then, before it seemed as if the question posed had slipped his mind, at last he started to reply: "Quite the contrary, sir," Mavro drawled the last words because he never said "sir" unironically, "I'm getting ready for my yearly bath." It couldn't be helped, a toothy grin started to peel across his thinning cheeks. To make a hyena actually laugh, it's of the highest caliber of honors--greater than anything. Mavrok's blazing green eyes were holding a fuckton of humor and anticipation, waiting for his pathetic joke to incite even the smallest laugh from the opposing canine. For some reason he loved hyenas, they seemed as hellish and hectic as he did.

The male would be honored to have one in his pack. If this joke didn't work, he'd keep trying. It was his goal. Hell, if it was ANYTHING else that came up to me, they'da been told to fuck off by now.










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Bergljót
Male
Rogue
Wolf
© Jazzy
3.25 (7.75) years
Height: 42 in
Posts: 96
AP: 30AP
Linked Accounts

Weight: 180 lbs

RE: [M] One Stormy Night

(This post was last modified: 02-14-2020, 04:19 PM by Bergljót. Edited 1 time in total.)
may you build a ladder to the stars
And climb on every rung


A hyena.

The man’s word choice made one of Bergljót’s brows rise. Had he chosen the wrong time to shift? Berg wanted to step back, but remained still. He’d hold his ground with this one. ”Not really,” the hyena said. His voice was neutral, if not a little awkward. ”I’m actually a wolf. Well, wolf-bear, but that’s not the point. Ever heard of shapeshifting?” He’d give the male a demonstration of his abilities, but chose not to. Bergljót feared he would be incapable of shifting back after he returned to his original form.

What the man told him next was unexpected, but it managed to bring a smile to Berg’s features. He claimed to be waiting for his yearly bath. ”Well then, be careful not to slip and fall while you’re at it. I’ve heard storms here often bring thunder.” As words slipped past his lips, Bergljót would attempt to activate thunder somewhere above them. He hoped the sudden clap wouldn’t frighten Mavro too much. After all, they were standing on a thin strip of land, multiple feet above the ocean.


may you always be courageous
May you stay forever young


Action | "Speech." | 'Thought.' | Element
stock image taken by Per Arne Slotte.





Wears a necklace made of silver on a black leather chord.


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