Divided We Stand (A Packs Roleplay, OPEN and ACCEPTING)

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((So, when are we making our morning posts?))

[The Royal Mirage]

((I'm pretty sure it's just Opal, Finch, Amos and Sparrow who are still awake - once these guys are asleep we'll skip to morning))

[Nellas]

Sparrow's mouth curved in a small frown, brows pouting together as her mind caught up with her: mildly embarrassed, her gaze stayed transfixed on the uneven path ahead of them. The muted blues of her dusky coat were illuminated faintly in the low lighting, greeting quietly the clouded expanse of dark sky above, and she paused briefly to brush an itchy clump of drying mud from her ankle before lengthening her strides to match up again with Chief. "Ah," was the dove's small hum of affirmation, lending the taller brute the light of her keen grey eyes with a glance. "Feel free to let any of your new pack members know if they can be of assistance to you, most anyone would be glad to help." The tone of her words was a touch more formal than she was used to speaking in, but Sparrow didn't want to seem too forwards; instead she gave Chief a little smile and returned her eyes to the road and her own paws.

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Finch gave a rumbling little growl of playful annoyance, narrowing his bright yellow eyes at her, grin faltering but not quite able to stay away. Pursing his lips slightly, he reflected that this was two of his least favorite things at once; discussion of prices, and goodbyes. He lifted his broad shoulders in a twist of a brisk and dismissive shrug, mildly uncomfortable, saying only "Whatever you feel like paying, Opal. Your enjoyment of them is a much better payment than coins or trading wares ever could be." While it was true Finch wasn't unused to saying such statements, he was being entirely truthful. He met her rich magenta eyes finally, giving a little smile tinged with forgiveness; Opal herself wasn't putting him off, he just disliked asking something in return for his work. Anna was a little better at this sort of thing than he, at least, but not by much. She just knew how to be more direct about it.

[*~WolfSoul~*]

((I've got my morning posts on the ready, hopefully things will line up so that I can reply when things get going for my characters again. But I probably won't be able to post until Wednesday night ))

[The Royal Mirage]

((Sorry for the wait, had a couple days of early bed/returning home/bus recovery, but I'm back in action again!)

Amos nodded as he and his twilight companion arrived back in the wind-strewn camp, a telltale gust of mountain air tousling the pair as if to remind them of the wilderness that constantly surrounded them. With a quick glance, the mahogany brute took in Sparrow's lean features, her wiry muscles that some might not have noticed beneath her flashing plush undercoat. No, Sparrow was not a fae he would ever overlook, with her delicately sculpted facial features, guarded gaze and beautifully tipped ears. Arriving at his den, a mere dugout supported by the spindly roots of a ravaged sapling, he turned to his companion, personal bubbles at the back of his mind as he touched his snowy white toes to hers. "I'm afraid this is where we part, little bird," he murmured, the nickname slipping past his lips effortlessly as a slanted umber orb seemed to twinkle and wink in the shifting moonlight.

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Opal laughed softly at Finch's response, knowing she should have expected no different from the rustling golden brute. Dipping her paw into the white saiga of her satchel, she pulled one gold and 3 nickel pieces from her coin purse. It was more than one would usually pay for something as simple as glass rings, but before Finch could protest, she placed them directly in his paw. "For the lessons, as well as the rings," she explained with a grin, not wanting him to argue the point. Despite being doted upon by her parents since puphood, Opal had always felt very uncomfortable being granted gratis or discounted services. Did that make her poor at managing money? Perhaps, but it was nicer to know that she was paying a fair wage than having a few extra coins in the bank.

[Nellas]

Sparrow's slate grey lashes dipped to cover her eyes before a smile was brought to her face, gaze flicking up to pull on Chief's single rich ochre eye. He cut a striking figure in the watery moonlight, dark coat standing out against the faint starlight until his paws melted into the shadows of the dark earth, white just daring to be as yet uncovered by mud. Her lips parted as a short intake of air was brought through her mouth, shocked at the brute's sudden touch- a harmless bringing of his toes to hers- yet it was unexpected all the same, and Sparrow's neck burned as she stared up at him, unused to others' touch. Comprehending his softly spoken words, her fleeting smile returned shyly, though it was paired with a set of gently furrowed brows this time as she bade him her own farewell: "Goodnight, Chief. Sleep well." Her eyes were brought to the entrance of the space he made for himself, and found it lacking; the sapling whose roots arched overhead looked quite unsure of itself. But there were other days and other times, and she was sure that the more time Chief spent here, the more he would make a home for himself.

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Finch let out a low exhale of breath from his lungs, shaking his head slightly as he lowered his head with a ditty of a smile in a manner that could be read as bashful but was nothing more than the catch of the light over his gold-brushed face, sliding the coins into a corner of one of the shelves behind the counter. He was pleasantly resigned; not wanting to argue the point of payment, it was a relief they had gotten over that hill, and his expression was able to lighten once more, flicking his honeyspun bright gaze up to hers almost playfully once he was done putting the payment away. "I look forwards to seeing you at the event tomorrow, Opal," Finch said softly, a thoughtful little curve of his mouth letting her do what she would with that statement before widening into an ever-lighthearted but gentle smile, dipping his head to quickly touch her sandhued shoulder with his dark nose in farewell.

((my apologies, my writing is less than pleasing to me right now but I wanted to give a reply because I'm excited for the morning))

[*~WolfSoul~*]

((After tonight, I may not be able to post again until Wednesday evening. Should I go ahead and send my morning posts in case things here get wrapped up while I'm gone?))

((I probably won't have much chance to post until Sunday. I have papers and tests coming up the next two days, then there's prom.. So please bear with me until the next time I can post. But my morning posts are saved as drafts so I can post them anytime we're ready, No rush))

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[*~WolfSoul~*]

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((I hope I'm not being too pushy or anything by bumping, but I just want to RP. I really think this thread is something special with all of you super gifted writers and your dynamic characters, I hope we can continue it. Whatever the hold up may be, I just hope everyone is alright and it's nothing too serious.))