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come_sailaway2022-09-04 01:43 pm
actuallyawolf) wrote in come_sailaway2022-09-04 01:43 pm
care and feeding for your wolf
Who: Ylva and the curious
What: Shenanigans with Wild Shape
When: Early September, I guess. Time is soup.
just a little nap
Ylva is a wolf and has no problem telling anyone about that fact. Still, there are other shapes she enjoys. She is not one to be pinned down to one approach to anything. She's flexible that way.
What this means, at the moment, is that there is an allosaurus stretched out on the pool deck, enjoying the sun. Mammals are fine, but have you ever been a large, warm-blooded reptile in a patch of sunlight? Her feathers are fluffed up strategically for maximum sunning, tail curled politely around her, head tucked gently into the classic bird pose of "using my own back as a pillow."
She is very much asleep, but not deeply so.
just a little awoo
When night falls, though, it's possible to hear howling.
The curious will find a large, shaggy wolf pacing the sports deck under the moon, restless and unhappy. She throws her head back to howl, and stops, listening. There's no answer, of course. She knows there can't be an answer. Still, she does howl, and wait, and listen.
She remains alert, though, one ear always out for someone who might come to investigate the actual howling wolf wandering the deck of the ship.
What: Shenanigans with Wild Shape
When: Early September, I guess. Time is soup.
just a little nap
Ylva is a wolf and has no problem telling anyone about that fact. Still, there are other shapes she enjoys. She is not one to be pinned down to one approach to anything. She's flexible that way.
What this means, at the moment, is that there is an allosaurus stretched out on the pool deck, enjoying the sun. Mammals are fine, but have you ever been a large, warm-blooded reptile in a patch of sunlight? Her feathers are fluffed up strategically for maximum sunning, tail curled politely around her, head tucked gently into the classic bird pose of "using my own back as a pillow."
She is very much asleep, but not deeply so.
just a little awoo
When night falls, though, it's possible to hear howling.
The curious will find a large, shaggy wolf pacing the sports deck under the moon, restless and unhappy. She throws her head back to howl, and stops, listening. There's no answer, of course. She knows there can't be an answer. Still, she does howl, and wait, and listen.
She remains alert, though, one ear always out for someone who might come to investigate the actual howling wolf wandering the deck of the ship.
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"It does sound miserable." Ylva sighs. "Would it help to howl for them, too? I mean, that's what I'm doing out here. Sometimes you just have to... I don't know. Try to be heard. Try to send a message. Even if it probably can't work."
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"I guess it's nice to know that people survived though. That animals and plants came back - it wasn't the end of everything. That's.. something like hopeful."
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She's serious about that, at least. She will probably not laugh.
"It's true that you find living things in all sorts of unlikely places. I guess even in... toxic wastelands."
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"Promise?"
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Yay i can use his wolf awooing icon
They can howl into the night, it'll be nice and cathartic.
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It's definitely cathartic.