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Taymist

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  1. lol yep ooops, wouldn't work for me again either. But I got the same on the second.

     

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    You are the brave leader of your pack.You are strong,fierce,and proud.You are fair to your pack and are very protective of them.You trust them with your life.Be careful,there ar always some wolves who will wish to strike you down when you are weak and steal your position as Alpha.

  2. By evening of the following day, Rhya and Owen were still traipsing through the seemingly neverending forest. Rhya was beginning to wonder if she'd ever see any open spaces again.

     

    Thankfully there had been places where not quite all light was shut out but those patches of sunshine shot with leafy green colours were few and far between compared to the dim, shadowed paths under thick branches which obscured the sky completely. A fact that, surprisingly, didn't douse her spirits in the slightest. She'd slept soundly the previous night with Shadow curled up at her feet. She hadn’t expected him to stay so close and was thrilled that he’d chosen to, added to which, the exercise was agreeing with her and she was getting an opportunity to learn. That in itself was making the journey worthwhile.

     

    Since they’d set out, Rhya had sprinkled the intermittent conversation with questions on the plants and barks they’d seen, picking Owen’s brain and making the most of this opportunity to have her mentor and teacher to herself. She had soaked up all of his lessons last night in her usual sponge-like manner and was glad of that when they rose in the morning and he told her that tonight she would have to set up camp herself. There was a sense of achievement that was most satisfactory in knowing how to care for oneself. It was all new to her but she was determined to never be quite so helpless again as she had been on her trip south. Self-sufficiency, she’d decided, was a very important goal.

     

    Though taking instruction and actually putting it into practice are two very different things, she thought in mild amusement. I’m not at all convinced that making a fire is as simple as it looked.

     

    Once or twice, Rhya tried to find out more about where they were traveling to but Owen, in his normal close mouthed manner, had only smiled and reiterated that she’d know soon enough and she had to be content with that, amusing herself instead by playing hide and seek around the trees with Shadow. The wolf had a mischievous side that delighted her, making up in some ways for all the years that had been lacking in companions of any kind.

     

    As the evening light began to lessen and the air took on a chill, they looked for a suitable camping spot once more. When they’d found one, Rhya dropped her belongings carefully to one side and went hunting for dead wood then deposited it in two piles, one for a fire and another, of similar lengths for the shelters. Taking the twine that Owen handed her, she settled down to make the frame, her tongue sticking out between her teeth as she concentrated, oblivious to anything else. It took a few attempts the first time, since her fingers were cold and the dratted stuff didn’t want to co-operate with her but eventually she got it and her next sortie was for leafy branches with which to cover them.

     

    Having finally finished two shelters, she stood back to admire her handiwork, hoping it was good enough that neither of them would collapse during the night. The image that conjured up gave her a fit of the giggles and it was some time before she collected her thoughts and started on the fire feeling quite pleased with herself.

     

    As she’d expected, this was not nearly as easy and she was cursing under her breath and shoving hair out of her eyes in frustration by the time she managed to get a flame going. Arching a sardonic eyebrow at Owen’s grinning face, she slowly fed it until the fire was crackling merrily, blew on one burned fingertip and set about cooking some food.

     

    Some time later, sated and warmer next to the heat of the fire, Rhya leaned back on her hands looking up at the stars twinkling above. Finding the Three Geese showing the way north, she nudged the feeling of homesickness the sight usually brought and was surprised to discover it had faded a considerable amount. Not gone, but not as immediate either. She wriggled her toes near the flames pondering that small revelation and what had caused the change.

     

  3. Hi folks

     

    I'm Tay, your new Wolfkin DL. I realise that a lot of you won't know me, so I feel that a little introduction is in order.  :)

     

    I've been at DM since May 2006 and mostly been involved in the Org side. I'm a member at almost all of the Orgs as well as being staff at the Wolfkin and Band. Wolfkin was the very first Org I joined and I love it but it took me another year to discover the RP side and get my character, Rhya, started. This is a really exciting opportunity and, amongst other things, I hope to foster closer ties between the Org and Div since we have so much in common. :)

     

    On a personal level, I'm 35, Scottish and engaged with 3 step kids and one crazy cat. Anyone wants to know anything else, jump right on in and ask. :D

     

    Now, onto business....

     

    First off, I'd like to say thanks to Taea for all her work. It's a shame she felt she had to step down from staff but hopefully we'll be able to move forward and at least we'll have her back RP-ing with us as soon as her LOA is finished. If anyone missed her post, explaining things, you can read it HERE.

     

    Secondly, I'd ask that you all bear with me while I get up to speed and settled in. :D The RP side is still fairly new ground for me here at DM, although I've RP'd elsewhere for about 10 years now. At the moment, the main priority is sorting out the staff and finding out who is active and who has left after the recent problems. I know we'll be missing quite a few people but onwards and upwards is the key phrase... wolfies are always survivors!!

     

    If anyone has any issues, questions, needs a mentor or anything else my door is always open.

     

    You can add me to msn on: wolvesinmist@hotmail.co.uk

     

    Email me at: Taymist@blueyonder.co.uk

     

    or just drop me a PM here at DM. I don't mind which. All I ask is that you don't keep problems to yourself. I can't help if I don't know about them.  ;)

     

    If for any reason I'm not available (unlikely lol) or just not online at the time, Andular has kindly agreed to be my ADL, so you can of course also approach him.

     

    I'll probably do the rounds over the next while, picking brains etc but it'd be great if you could all take a few minutes to sign in here, let me know who you are, what characters you have and a bit about yourselves. Do feel free to include any suggestions you may have as well.

     

    So... here's to a great 2008 for the Wolfkin!!

     

    *makes sure there's plenty of TQ and chili to go round*  8)

     

     

     

  4. Hey nice to meet you Kura. My character is Rhya... just doing my first round of training.  :)

     

    *dunks into the chili vat*

     

    Make yourself at home. Oh... and umm... what's this life? If it doesn't involve being online then it's not important.  ;D

  5. Rhya eyed Owen balefully. That stuff tasted absolutely foul and still lingered on her tongue. Never mind the unruly children, I wouldn’t want to taste it again!! she thought in disgust as she got up to go find her cloak and a container for the herbs she had to find.

     

    When she was ready, she made a brief stop in the kitchen to rinse her mouth out with some clear, cold water. The taste didn’t go away but it did at least lessen slightly and she headed out onto the balcony, spotting Zie already heading into the trees. Glad that the wind had calmed somewhat, she took a deep breath of fresh air, shoving her tiredness to one side and swung down into the clearing.

     

    Rhya set off into the woods at the back of the house, glad that her cloak stopped the worst of the rain dripping off the branches. She’d only taken a few steps when Shadow appeared, uncaring of the light drizzle with his thick fur to protect him, bounding around her legs. He almost knocked her over before loping off for a few feet, stopping and then taking off again. Grinning, she gave chase, dodging branches, jumping fallen trunks and slipping and sliding on the muddy ground while Shadow avoided her with ease. Finally she halted, laughing breathlessly with her hands on her knees….. and came face to face with some Chainleaf, bringing her back to the purpose for being out there.

     

    “Enough, my silly friend! I have work to do,” she said with mock severity, dropping the herb into her pouch and they continued on at a more sedate pace as she ran over her mental list of the herbs and what they looked like, eyes scanning the ground. It was not too long a list but to her dismay it took an hour to find any Andilay Root and another 20 minutes to finally discover a patch of Flatwort and some Feverbane, which she was only certain of after checking its texture.

     

    Circling around the Stedding so that her route would bring her back out in front of the tree house, Rhya hunted for the remaining three herbs. The Worrynot Root turned up in the corner of a secluded glade and the Sheepstongue Root she stumbled over at the back of the Infirmary but the Grey Fennel was elusive and the sky was beginning to darken again. Shadow had vanished some time before, obviously having better things to do and Rhya didn’t blame him in the least. Deciding she’d had enough and that her feet and legs were quite thoroughly soaked, she gave up and walked briskly back towards the house, thinking longingly of a hot cup of tea.

     

    She was just about to exit the trees when she spied the Grey Fennel nestled amongst the growth at the edge of the clearing and she hurriedly added it to her collection. The skies opened again, rain pouring down and she made a thankful dash for the house, gaining the balcony in quick order. Having hung her cloak up and kicked her wet boots off, she took her prizes and padded into the kitchen intent on getting some tea.

     

     

     

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