This Pitiful Pile? {Oatmeal}

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn had often heard tell about the human plant that had caused all of the mutations in the wolves he had met, and had often been told that it was dangerous. Now he was confident enough to go visit, to see the place where his course in life had been changed. He soared above the trees, flapping his wings only enough to keep him aloft and moving forward. At the plant, he landed in front of the main structure, immediately disappointed in the rubble. This small pile of rubbish was where his future had been kicked out of control? He growled at the rubble, at the unfairness of it all, Stupid humans, always had to meddle. Now here we are, how fantastic for all of us. Of course, they aren't around anymore to deal with their mistakes. Notes\:/He's slightly mad... Words/:\140ish

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]the advent of the girl who is not a girl

Advent moved in a light and quick trot over the land. She had finished up her business with Hellfire and felt confidence in herself. She felt a bit beautiful even. Perhaps she could charm a wolf today. That would be nice. Mostly, she wanted to charm someone just to see if she could do it. The body that she was in was a male wolf and she was but one personality in that addled head that she shared with four other guys.

Her eyes brightened when she smelled another wolf. A male wolf. This would be interesting. She trotted faster. He seemed to be really close to the abandoned nuclear plant. Fallen apart enough to announce that it was done, but still structured enough that it was creepy to see it standing--proof that it had been there and did what it did. She knew that it was a frquent stop for other wolves. Some wolves needed to know why something happened. Usually it was the wolves with the cruel mutations. Deformities. Sometimes even a few insane wolves wanted to ask the ruined reactor why. It made sense that she'd find a wolf here.

She imagined he'd be an ugly wolf. Perhaps he would have tusks coming out of his mouth. Or even spikes from his spine that made his back rigid, stuck in an arch. She's seen wolves like that. It made her thankful that she had a tail. But as she walked through the trees, her eyes only saw a wolf with wings. Wings always seemed to be a pretty handy mutation to Addie. And besides winged wolves seemed common. She had just left one. Perhaps he ranked with the insane.

That would be fun. She ran to the wolf who stood at the front of the structure. She was going straight at him, running so that she was a brown streak. She stopped right before him and sat. Despite the fact that her body was designated male, she knew how to appear female. Sermon always had a rather snipey face. At least compared to other wolves. A touch narrow, but it helped Addie look like a girl when she wanted to. She wrapped her long, prehensile tail around herself, which tidily hid the most damning evidence against her feminity.

"I love this place! I never knew that I'd meet a new friend here!" She smiled easily, talked easily. Meeting others was her element. She was extroverted, happy, and easy to get along with. Usually. She noticed that the wolf was angry. She hoped it wouldn't end in a fight again. Then again, it could be fun. "I'm Advent. But you can call me Addie. Everyone does." She smiled, hoping that the wolf wouldn't want to go into aggression mode.

Addie is fun

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn was torn from his musings as a brown streak came towards him. He spread his wings in preparation of leaving, but pulled them up close again when he realized that it was just another wolf. He watched the wolf sit down in front of him, trying to catch it's scent. It smelled vaguely like both, and he wondered why. This could be interesting, at least. As she started talking, he pricked his ears toward her, listening before he started speaking. he had been meeting a lot of wolves on his wanderings lately, but he didn't know why. As the wolf wound down, he dipped his head slightly to her, "Hello, Addie. It is a pleasure to meet you as well. I go by Terrwyn." He wondered about how she could love this place, but she didn't seem to have been affected except for having a longer tail than most, which she had wrapped around her paws. Perhaps she didn't feel the same loathing for humans as he did, because she didn't have any major mutation other than her long tail? Notes\:/Yes, Addie is great Words/:\160ish

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]advent's failed at flirting

Advent grinned. In her high voice, which sounded sweet, and slightly strained--she was speaking in a higher voice than was natural for her. "Terrwyn. That's a great name. Anybody call you Winnie?" She giggled. "I kid, I kid." She looked up at that building above. The sun was behind them, so the shadows were tucked on the other side of the building and its face was gleaming. Man-made structures, even this old, dusty, forgotten building, their artificialness gleamed in a way that nature couldn't. Addie wondered how they made such an edifice. She knew that wolves could never achieve a similar feat. But at least they could enjoy it.

"You know, I like this place. It attracts wolves that seem bitter or angry for some reason. And, I quite enjoy the fact that nobody can be bad at this face." She dipped her head down and raised her eyes in a coy expression. She fluttered her lashes, flirtaciously. An honest smile was on her muzzle. Her face than curled as she tried to stifle her laugher, but it bubbled out and the effect she was going for was tossed aside. She couldn't flirt with her eyes squeezed shut and laughing some laughs that rolled deep from her belly.

She found herself again. "I was trying to flirt with you. I mess that one up, didn't I?" she admitted with a wink.

she's being silly now

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn resisted the urge to roll his eyes. No one had ever tried calling him that one before, "No, that one is original. Lose seems to be the common option from wolves trying to be rude, Terr is what my friends call me, and I've never heard of Winnie yet." He smiled slightly, "If you wish, however, you may call me Winnie." He wasn't particularly strict about what anyone called him, but he preferred knowing what he was supposed to respond to. As she stated that she liked this place again, and then listed a few things that were presumably reasons, although he would probably have considered them negative ones, "You aren't one of those bitter or angry wolves?" She didn't seem to be, and Terrwyn relaxed a little bit. She didn't seem intent on attacking, but rather on... What was that expression on her face? He smiled back, wondering why she was so flirtacious. However, the moment quickly faded as she started laughing, probably at her own efforts. He had never known such a straightforward wolf. She was admitting that she was trying to flirt, and she acknowledged that it hadn't worked. "Not messed up, I don't think. A real wolf is preferable to a mask that hides a wolf." He smiled slightly at her, finding that he preferred her being straightforward than her previous form of trying to flirt. Flirting wolves always made him uncomfortable, for some reason. Notes\:/HERE Words/:\247

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]honesty's advent or is it advent's honesty?

Addie smiled and shook her head. "Well, of course I ain't one of those types. Can't say I've ever been angry or bitter about anything really. Nothing worries me enough to warrant those sorts of feelings." She looked away, slightly. Her eyes always seemed to be honest when she didn't want to be. A glimmer of sadness. She told the truth. She was hardly ever angry or bitter. But her lie was that she had no reason to be.

She wasn't okay. Apparently, wolves judged others by their mutation. That made sense. She grew up with a long tail that was also prehensile. At times, it seemed to have a mind of its own, moving without her noticing it. However, she had dark secrets in her bright, green eyes. Dark secrets that flashed for only a moment, before she erased that glitch in her joyful expression. She resumed her happiness. Fluttered her lashes.

"I know a wolf and all he does is worry." She was referring to Church, one of the other personalities. Though, she wondered if Terrwyn considered her to be a mask. Or if she was a real wolf. She considered herself honest, and with just a touch of whimsy. However, she hoped that Terrwyn didn't consider omission of the whole truth to be a lie.

Because there were a few things she would never share. Or, she won't share them until he asked her. She tended to be open. Secrets tore wolves apart. She knew that. It was one lesson out of the situation that created her. And she would never forget it.

Addie is fun wolf. She's referring to Church. He's the nervous teenage personality.

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn raised an eyebrow, "Never?" He was surprised that she had never been bitter, but perhaps she was an optimist that really never did have a reason to worry about anything. He saw her look away for a moment, and wondered why. He pricked his ears and listened for a sound that might have diverted her attention, but heard nothing, and she was already looking back at him with those shining emerald eyes. Something flashed through them, something dark, but in a moment it was gone, and she looked as happy as before. What is she hiding from me? Terrwyn pushed the thought away, not every wolf had to be hiding something. Anyway, it wasn't his place to wonder, was it? "My mother always had a saying about worrying." He closed his eyes for a second as he remembered sitting at her paws and listening to her. The scene changed. It was pitch black, and all he could hear were her wails of pain. Suddenly, silence rang through the air. Terrwyn opened his eyes, the flashbacks having taken no less than a heartbeat, and looked at Addie, "She always said, 'If you cannot help worrying, remember that worrying cannot help you.'" He sighed and pushed the memory away, stowing away that horrible night, "I usually try not to worry, but for some of us, it's just hard not to." Notes\:/Have a tidbit about his past. :- )\:/Quote by Anonymous Words/:\230ish

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]playfully we advent along

Addie smiled and nodded. "Your mother was a wise wolf, for certain." She tilted her head, her rust colored muzzle gave the illusion that it was longer than it was. It helped her look a touch more feminine. If there was one thing that worried her, it was that she looked like a female wolf.

She liked that Terrwyn hadn't made any rude remakes against her yet. She had been called out on the fact that her body was a male wolf's body. She was simply a female personality. And she liked Terrwyn for either being polite enough not to notice the maleness in her scent or too dull to actually understand that her body was of a masculine gender. It was hard to live in a body shared by four other wolves. Four other male wolves. And, for that reason, she did want to give him a peck on the cheek. Just a little. But she refrained. She didn't want to scare him away. He just made her feel happy. Especially after the awkward moment an hour or so ago.

"I don't think you are a worry-wart," she said in an attempt to try to raise his spirits again. She had noticed that he had wilted. He had a sad thought in his head. The melancholy seemed obvious to Addie. She would describe it as a change in his energy. She felt in tuned with nature and things like that. She couldn't remember about her mother. Not really. That too, worried her.

Addie hopped to her feet, wanting to break the heaviness that came between the wolves. "In any case. You wanna do something?" She looked around and sniffed the air. No prey. Prey didn't usually come in here, not this close to the forbidden building--at the disaster's center and starting point.

She tilted her head, "Uh, ever play tag?" She grinned. It was a worthless suggestion. She would be surprised if he actually took her up on it.

Addie is such a nerd. I love her.

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn dipped his head a tiny degree, "That she was, for certain." He swallowed all of his feelings that had come up at the memory of her death and continued watching Addie. Her scent was still a puzzle to him, but he wouldn't bring it up unless there was anything else and he couldn't stop wondering anymore. Perhaps she had just spent a lot of time with another male wolf and had started to smell of him as well. He pushed the thoughts away. Her life was her own, it wasn't his place to wonder about it. He smiled slightly as she said that she didn't see him as a worrywart. Well, it was something, at least. He had these moments where the past came back to him, but otherwise he did try to live up to his mother's advice. "Thank you, Addie." She didn't know how often he slipped into moods as black as night, where he couldn't move because the despair was too great. As she jumped up, Terrwyn's head swung up sharply to keep her in view, an involuntary reaction that he had gotten used to. However, she didn't mean anything by it other than to do something. He stretched out in a play bow in front of her and then nodded, "Something to do sounds great." Tag? No, had never heard of the game, but if she wished to play something, he would do it, just because he didn't want her to leave. She was nice, but not too nice, and he actually liked her already, just a tiny bit. "I've never played it, no, but if you have the time to explain, I'm usually quick to grasp on to stuff." It wasn't a brag, not by a long shot, he was just trying to get her to explain it and not leave. Notes\:/Why not?! Words/:\320

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]tag, you're addie

Addie's jaw went slack in disbelief. "You never heard of tag." She then shook her head and said, "What kind of puppyhood did you have?" She spun a quarter-spin and then put her tail at his lips to shush him. "Don't answer that. A lesson is urgently in need. Before we do anything." Her brow was knit in seriousness and she gave a grim expression. But the twinkle in her eye revealed that she was just playing. The situation wasn't that serious.

She walked so that she stood beside him. She remained standing. "Now, tag is this game where whoever is 'it' chases the you and tag you. When you are tagged, then you become 'it' and have to chase me and tag me." She winked at him. And said in that artificially sweet voice of hers, "Got it?"

But she didn't give Terrwyn much time to answer as she slapped him with his tail, yelled "Tag, you're it!" and jumped backwards. She went into a play-bow, her eyes intense and her grin was wide and geniune. Then, she sped off, happy that she had found a new friend.

n/a

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn looked down at the ground, "No, I haven't." He shrugged as she asked about his puppyhood, but he hadn't been planning on telling her anything even before she said to never mind the question. He watched her carefully, taking in everything she said, as well as the twinkle in her eye that meant he wasn't really too badly behind. He pictured the game in his head as she explained it, nodding slightly at each point. He was about to open his mouth to confirm that he had understood the quick lesson as her tail whacked him across the shoulders and she shouted, "Tag, you're it!" He stood still for a moment, then sprinted after her as quickly as he could, chasing her, streaking across the field. He put on a burst of speed and reached her, tapped her shoulder with his nose, then turned around and ran in the opposite direction, calling over his shoulder, "Got you!" Notes\:/TAG! Words/:\160ish

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]one-up addie

Addie sprinted over the hills, happy to show Terrwyn how to play the game. On one hand, she wanted to set him up for success. On the other hand, this was still a game and she still wanted to win. Had it been another wolf, she probably wouldn't have looked back, but it was Terrwyn, who had never played tag before. She wanted to make sure that he was still playing and not standing behind her, baffled that two grown wolves would be entertained by such a silly game. She peeked a sidelong glance and saw Terrwyn catching up to her.

Aww shoot!

Immediately, she kicked up her speed, but it was a moment too late. He was full into a sprint, his legs already in the stride. On the other hand, Advent had just changed her gait and didn't fall into the rhythm yet. He had her, neck to neck, but all it took was for him to bounce into her and nose her. “Got you!” he called, already running in the opposite direction. She twisted her body midstride and whipped her body around to turn a complete 180, to chase after Terrwyn. His She saw his blue wings and kept them in her sight, marking them as a target to motivate her to run faster.

Her legs worked like pistons. One hit the ground after the other, making good use of reach and drive. Truthfully, her body was made more for agility than strength. The long tail served as the only trump card. In a fight, it was the weapon wolves didn't expect. In a game of tag, it served as a small advantage since she knew how to use it. She sped, full speed after Terrwyn, gaining on him. She opened her mouth and began to pant as she ran, to keep herself from getting winded. Her head bobbed in each wild stride as she stretched her body for more reach. And then, she was at his hip. Instead of mirroring his movements, she turned quickly in the same fashion as she did earlier, when he had just tagged her. But as she spun to start running the opposite direction, her tail tapped him on the hip. “Tag, you're it, Winn.” she said. However, the sprint to him had winded her and she slowed to a lope. Still quicker than a walk or a trot, but not as fast as a full on run.

Since she's slowed down, he and she should have a crash and a tumble... :)

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Terrwyn kept his ears close to his head to reduce resistance as he slowed slightly to keep his stamina going. He checked over his shoulder to see a brown streak coming towards him, but he was tired enough not to be able to pick up the sprint he had used earlier. He heard her drawing alongside him, at his hip. All of a sudden, he felt a slap on his hip and he turned to see what had happened. Addie was already running in the opposite direction, her tail waving, as her words reached him. Yes, he had been caught. He gathered up his last reserved of energy and sprinted after her, as fast as he could. Before he realized that she had slowed down, he had crashed headlong into her, and he hit the ground hard with his shoulder.

Cursing his stupidity and not paying attention, he tried to struggle to his feet, but his legs were entwined with Addie's. He looked down to carefully maneuver his limbs out to stand up, and received the surprise of his life. "Err..." Had his fur not hidden it, he would have turned scarlet red with embarrassment. There was a bit of extra down below, something he hadn't expected from Addie, whom he thought was a female. He untangled himself and sat a step away, looking at her... him? He wasn't sure anymore...

OOC:: At school, sorry that I don't have a table.

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[style=font: 11px calibri; letter-spacing: 1px; text-align: right; width: 412px; background-color: #282823; padding: 2px 10px; color: #8f9cab;]the advent of the truth

Addie's lope was interrupted when Terrwyn rushed headlong into her. After hitting her, he tumbled onto his shoulder, landing hard upon it. However, Addie also went down, her foreleg and his crossing in the middle of their crash. He took her down with him and they rolled a few feet, slightly bruised, and when they stopped, Terrwyn was on top of her, she was on the bottom.

Her green eyes sparkled. She had never had a wolf this close to her. Their faces were so close that she could have licked him on the chin. She felt a small attraction to Terrwyn—a crush that she would not pursue. And, Advent felt comfortable in her own skin until Terrwyn uttered an awkward sound. “Errr.” She turned her eyes away. Embarrassed. This was the worst way for him to find that. She untangled herself from under him and hopped to her feet. She knew what he had noticed.

She lowered her head. It felt like the color had been drained out of her. Her peppy optimism seemed absent and to see this playful wolf without that lovely, quirky energy was like clipping the wings off of a bird—losing the essence of the creature. She turned and sat so that her back faced Terrwyn.

“I was going to tell you... That this is a male wolf's body.” She didn't fake her voice anymore. Sermon's natural voice was a male's tenor, but it was still, obviously a male voice.

She was heartbroken. She had finally found a wolf that seemed to have accepted her as a female from the get-go. Addie turned her head toward Terrwyn and spoke in her high tone, feminine again, though, since he heard her natural voice, it was easy to tell that it was fake now. “But right now, I'm female. I can explain everything to you. Just ask.” She turned toward him, gingerly. She liked him. He deserved the truth. But Addie always trusted too easily, which bugged the other personalities, especially Church, who was the most paranoid and Sermon, who liked to control all the variables.

“For example...” she said, her spirit still dampened from how Terrwyn discovered that she wasn't biologically female, “that nervous wolf? He's Church. And this is his body, too.” She gestured to herself with her tail, pointing the black tip against her chest.

Addie smiled, but it was weaker than her honest smiles. It was one of appeasement. She wanted Terrwyn to accept her despite the truth. She hoped that he didn't think that omission of the truth was lying. She stood for honesty, for openness. She was determined that she would answer his questions. And if he ran away, then it was one more wolf with the truth. But if he stayed.

Oh please, let him stay.

That's fine! I care about the posts, not the picture around the post! And Addie hopes that Terrwyn doesn't hate her.

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[atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=border,0,true][atrb=style,padding:0; margin: 0; background-image:url(http://i1020.photobucket.com/albums/af324/Rockheart_ArtDelivery/TerrTable2.png);background-repeat:r epeat-y;width: 500px;height:636px;] {Moving}-{"Speaking"}-{Thinking}-{"Hearing"} Terrwyn watched Advent carefully, watching her get up. Something was different about her now, and it wasn’t just his perception. She seemed… subdued. Was it something that she hadn’t wanted him to see? Well, of course, he felt awkward about having seen it, but still. Had she been male, or, better said, had he thought she was male, it wouldn’t have come as a surprise. But, still… Mutations, wasn’t that why he had come here? To just organize his thoughts about the matter? No wolf could control what mutations they had, and they had to all learn to live with them. As Addie turned away from him, Terrwyn tried to find something to say, “Addie, er...” But she was already talking, her voice deeper, and sounding more masculine. Now he knew that she had been using a false voice earlier, for this voice fit more with what he had seen, and with what she was saying. “I was going to tell you... That this is a male wolf's body.” Well, he had figured that much out for himself. Well, that she was going to tell him, he would have figured out later, if she had meant to tell him, and if not, well, now it didn’t matter. She looked over to him, and he could see the pain in her eyes. She had resumed her false, higher voice again, and he wondered why she even tried. “But right now, I'm female. I can explain everything to you. Just ask.” As she turned towards him, he thought over what she had said, formulating his question to not be harmful, and yet to learn some things. She hadn’t said that she was male, she had said that the body was male... There was a difference there, he knew. But before he could ask, she was speaking again, and he listened to what else she would tell him before he could ask questions. The nervous wolf? Ah, yes, the worrying one they had been discussing before their game of tag. His body as well... “So…” He paused, “I’m sorry if I phrase this a bit unfeelingly, but I’d like to see if I’ve got this right so far. You are Addie, you are a female in a male body. There’s another wolf, Church, that’s male that shares the body with you and has quite another personality.” He looked at her for confirmation, and saw that she was trying to smile despite the feelings she must be feeling. He still couldn’t believe that she wasn’t all female, but this explained her slightly different scent, “Are there any more of... May I call them your siblings?... that share your body?” Notes\:/Har-de-har. This is fun Words/:\460ish