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Post by Pebble on Sept 1, 2016 2:31:55 GMT
Alula Do you feel like a young God?
Alula was absolutely fascinated with Benedict. Larkbeat, well she was a cripple, that's all there was to it. Fawnpelt, she was always around Sam, and to be honest, Alula was anxious of Sam. The tall man scared her slightly. Then there was Ryan, who she didn't even want to bother. Birchkit? Way to young to answer her questions. So that left Benedict, who she felt more comfortable around. She was older, but only by two years. Which allowed her to feel more at home with him. And so, she followed him around like a lost puppy. She could follow Dean around, but Dean was more easily annoyed than others. "So you were a dragon AND a dog? That's so cool! But your mother and sister were cats, how does that happen? You fought with other clans? Wait. What even are clans? Oh, oh! How did you guys survive? How did you form?" The questions seemed to never stop as the girl bounced after the boy, words filled with question and the need for knowledge.
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Post by Timur on Sept 1, 2016 4:28:18 GMT
Benedict Why did Lark have to mention StarClan? Now it seemed like a never ending cycle of questions. Each question she asked led to more questions, and today it started with his species. That topic always got him annoyed, due to the slight teasing of the NPCs when he was younger. He could Eli it, why should he be teased about it? Then it cycled more to clan relations, a subject he was rusty in after all this time. "It's called a - I was different because - yes we faught ONLY -" the male said, unable to keep up with her endless hassle of questions and just gave up, waiting for her mouth to stop moving and her to stop. The male let out a slightly annoyed huff, looking down at his feet for a moment before looking back at Alula, having to look up to look at her face due to height differences. "Coukd you slow down?" Benny asked, a hint of annoyance in his voice.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 1, 2016 4:36:15 GMT
Alula Do you feel like a young God?
Okay then, he seemed unable to keep up with her questions. Which she was perfectly fine with. She caught the annoyed tone and flinched back slightly, realizing just how annoying she really could be. See, keeping to yourself had it's benefits. She sighed, nodding. "Sorry, Benedict." She muttered quietly, looking down at him. "So, how did you guys start the clans?" The question tumbled out and she was unable to stop herself. Not that she really cared if it was answered or not. She honestly just liked to hear herself talk.
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Post by Timur on Sept 1, 2016 4:42:23 GMT
Benedict At least she apologized, even if she spent her life on the streets she knew some manners at least. Though how they started the clans was a good question, he never delved into the history that much, and when he did only recent history of stormclan. "Well the traditional tales the elders tell the kits speak of three wildcat clans, LeapordClan LionClan and TigerClan, and they lead to the clans today, but I guess they were still clans so I honestly don't know." the male replied, biting the inside of his lip as he thought about it.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 1, 2016 4:51:20 GMT
Alula Do you feel like a young God?
Oh okay, that made sense. Sure, it wouldn't quite answer her question, but it would do. "Woah. Just three clans branched off into the hundreds of clans you guys have now?" She quietly mused. "That's amazing..." She muttered. She looked back at Benedict after zoning out in slight amazement. "Again, if you're a dog and a dragon mix, why is your mother a cat? Wouldn't it make sense if she was a dog or dragon?" She asked him, questions starting back up.
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Post by Timur on Sept 1, 2016 4:55:28 GMT
Benedict Well at least that's what the semi traiftional clans somewhat believed. There was lots of other histories, but he decided not to mention it. And there it was, his species again. He had been a dog and dragon, yet his mother had been a cat. So had his sister. Benedict hadn't ever really asked, but assumed it was shape shifting. "Um I think she could sometimes shapeshift into a dragon." the male replied, only now realizing just how much had been left unsaid about his parentage between him and his mother, that would make the subject touchy for him.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 1, 2016 5:00:59 GMT
Alula Do you feel like a young God?
Alula's brown eyes flashed as she recalled that it had been shapeshifters. The reason they were talking now was because of shapeshifters. She glanced at her arm before nodding to Benedict. "Did you have wings?" She asked, eyes wide with the thought of the male in front of her having wings.
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Post by Timur on Sept 1, 2016 5:05:04 GMT
Benedict Each situation had a different type of shapeahifter, he forgot that the term was different in this world. However another question hit his ears. This girl knew how to ask questions. "Yes I had wings." he replied, wondering what her next question would be. Maybe she would make a totally different connection and ask who else had wings or something, he wouldn't know until it was asked.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 1, 2016 11:47:50 GMT
Alula Do you feel like a young God?
Alula's eyes lit up as she realized the male in front of her had had wings. "Oh, neato!" She said happily. "What was it like? Ever broken one? Oh, have you ever broken anything?" The three questions tumbled out and she didn't even notice. She was so interested on Benedict. He seemed to have an awesome life! Unlike Alula, who's own life was just as hard to survive as Benny's. Her life was probably one of the worsts. But that didn't matter.
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Post by Timur on Sept 2, 2016 1:20:48 GMT
Benedict /they got here before the storm I'm pretty sure so no he hasn't broken anything lol And three more questions, right off the bat. A small sigh escaped his lips, and he said "I never was able to actually fly but they were pretty cool. And no I haven't broken anything." the low muse in this post very see able.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 2, 2016 1:32:53 GMT
//low muse even for fancy loool
Alula nodded. "Oh, ok. Wait so you couldn't fly? Oh that must have sucked! What did you do if you couldn't fly? Walk? I find that pretty boring if you had wings." Her voice was curious and she was talking at an alarmingly fast speed without tripling over her words. She leaned a little closer to Benedict.
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Post by Timur on Sept 3, 2016 21:08:53 GMT
Benedict StarClan, why did she have to ask so many questions? He let out a rather annoyed sigh, resisting the urge to punch her. It wouldn't end well, and he knew it. He shouldn't punch her, so at least for the moment he wouldn't. "I hadn't had enough practice to get to actual flight yet, so I walked." Benedict explained, his lips drawing into a line as she leaned closer.
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Post by Pebble on Sept 3, 2016 21:22:06 GMT
Alula snorted, still curious and smiling. "Boring, dude. You could atleast jump and glide a little, right? Right?" She leaned in closer, getting towards the point of falling flat on her face. Which could happen. She wouldn't care though, being drunk had those advantages. Her smile broadened as she awaited the younger's answer, eyes wide and curious. Oh this was fun!
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Post by Timur on Sept 3, 2016 21:29:31 GMT
Benedict More words, and the female got even closer. This made Benedict uncomfortable. Yes she lived on the streets, but surely she knew what personal space was? He leaned back just a little, attempting to regain his personal bubble. Of course, Benny wasn't aware of doing it, it was a natural reaction. "Uh I had gotten a hover once." he replied, aware that something seemed off about her. Surely she didn't naturally talk that fast, maybe she was just overly curious?
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Post by Pebble on Sept 3, 2016 21:39:28 GMT
"Oh cool!" She exclaimed what seemed to be her favorite phrase at this point. No, she never talked this fast. In fact, she was quite the opposite. Quiet instead of loud. That's what being on the streets did to ya. You learned to be quiet. But as I said before, she was drunk. He moved back and she leaned forward even farther. And then fate was set. She leaned forward too far and lost any sense of balance she had. And she fell, straight for Benedict. It happened too fast for her to do anything, considering she was drunk and if anything this was fun. Oh yes, the joy to come afterwards.
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