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Post by Deleted on May 9, 2023 17:36:49 GMT
The sun was high in the sky, occasionally hiding behind the scuttling clouds. Not that there was much of a difference temperature wise. The weather lately had been atrocious, shifting between snow and freezing rain and false promises of sunshine. Trying to find places that were both dry AND warm to sleep while dodging the patrols of the wild dogs that had claimed the town was the most difficult thing to do.
Then there was navigating the town itself. The smells were different, and the earthquake destroyed buildings and upended anything not fastened to the ground, and even in some places the ground itself had been upended. Sharp, jagged bits of stone and metal sticking up in the air like an upside down icicle. One had almost crushed her while she was passing by, the only warning she'd gotten being the sound of crumbling stone.
After having the entire shelter coming down on top of her head, Jemma would never forget the sound of crumbling stone again.
Finally though she'd recognized someething from her adventures of running away from her family, and she was ecstatic. She was almost home! She was almost back to her family! The absence of every OTHER human, and the odds of her family still being there, was something Jemma was decidedly ignoring. Didn't have to face your problems if you never acknowledged them, after all.
The closer Jemma got to where her house SHOULD have been though, the more confused she became. She knew for a fact all these trees had never been here. It was like half of the town had disappeared overnight, sights and sounds and smells that Jemma had never encountered before.
Finally, in sheer frustration, Jemma growled and plopped her butt onto the ground. She threw her head back and, without a care for who heard her, she cried out, "WHERE THE HELL IS MY HOUSE?"
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Why'o
Li'canna
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3 YO
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Post by Li'Navira'e Hu'grair on May 13, 2023 3:36:28 GMT
Though it wasn't her official given name, the clan sometimes called her Navira Hu'Fli. Thousand birds...a name given for the many that she had brought home to fill Why'o mouths. She was well known for sneaking up on small animals, stepping so quietly behind them that they didn't have a clue that they should flee for their lives. Navira had learned a few of her tricks from the many cats that roamed her town. Observant as she was, she had noticed that they walked quieter than any dog she knew. She'd watched and learned how they placed one paw directly into the print where the other had stepped, how they never let their claws touch the ground until they were on the chase. She kept her body low to the ground, focused on her own shifting weight just as much as she was focused on her prey.
It was in this way that she found herself stalking not a bird or a mouse today, but a dog. It was clear in the way this canna carried herself that she was not clan. She wasn' even a street dog. No, she was obviously a pet, bumbling around in search of her lost home. Navira had originally intended to confront this dog at some point and chase her away from Why'o territory. However, in true Why'o fashion, her curiosity had gotten the better of her. Navira recognized the way the dog poked around, how she searched high and low for any resemblance of a familiar smell on the air. It was the same thing that Navira and her clan had been doing ever since that gods-forsaken earthquake had split their world apart. She was looking for home.
The Why'o Chief followed this dog this way and that through the broken town and freshly planted forest, watching as the stranger became more and more visibly frustrated, until finally she sat down and shouted her frustrations to the skies. Navira might not have known some of those words the dog was using, but she knew the feeling well.
At this, Li'Navira slid out of hiding and announced her presence to the unhappy pet. She sidled up beside Jemma with all the confidence in the world.
"It's gone." She explained firmly. "Rozo'ama Akoda swallowed it up along with all the humans. If your home was anywhere around these big trees, it's not coming back. It took half my clan, too."
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Rith'r Flik
Li'canna
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5 years
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Post by Chief Mouse | Aba'Chek on May 18, 2023 9:29:58 GMT
The gloom of the day thankfully hadn't broken out into snow or slurries just yet, so Mouse was taking some time out of her day to explore the forest herself and maybe pick up a lout or two. Being a Chief wasn't just sitting in the railyard barking orders. It was doing that and still doing the duties of a Rithr'Flik clan mate. To her, it was an honour to provide for her clan mates, and she expected that same attitude from them to each other.
The scents of rogue dogs in the forest were not uncommon. Most of them were strays, or scouts from neighbouring clans that, in the past few weeks of dual control, were sufficiently scared away from the forest by the thought of two clans coming after them. While the terrier-mix didn't prefer other dogs on her territory, the aftermath of rozo'ama akoda had left many clanless dogs confused, so it was better to simply steer them away to a different life than one in the forest or recruit them to the clan. The wind brought her yet another scent, and considering her solitary state, the Chief figured she would send a patrol out after it once she got back to the railyard. Instead, she found herself moving towards it once a familiar Why'o scent caught her nose.
The bellowing of some confused she-dog directed Mouse the last few yards before she saw Navira and this stranger conversing closely. The stranger seemed young, but old enough to no longer be an apprentice. From a distance, Mouse sized her up. She was just about the right size to fit beneath a rail car without much issue, or even to wriggle down a rabbit's den. Rithr'Flik's numbers had yet to recover from the shelter's collapse. This stranger could be a welcome addition, if Mouse didn't scare her off with her rough-and-tumble attitude toward most things.
"Li'Navira, we have to stop meeting like this," she called out, short legs trotting over to the pair, "Rozo'ama Akoda took the town, the rails, anything in this area and replaced it with this forest. I have to agree that there won't be a chance of whatever you're looking for coming back." The Chief had no desire to sidle up next to a stranger the way that the merle collie had, so she rested her rump a couple of lengths away. She dipped her head towards Navira, an informal greeting next to the more formal verbal one offered before. No one liked hearing their home was destroyed. Maybe it would be an opportunity to offer refuge within the railyard, if her reaction wasn't too severe.
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