damn all coons. [open]

[JUDE ☂]

[ooc// posterpeoplesandall: these posts are small, on purpose, i don't wanna waste my time writing random crap when all the wolf did was... turn a head or say hello, so. i don't care if you post teeny here. XD]

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"Ack.. DI'TY GIT!" cursing under his breathe, one paw after another. Then backed up. Forward. Back. The voice was hidden, in the most.. well. Just weird place. The location? Not on the ground, that was for sure. Julian paced forward, then backwards, turning his head to see either sides of the tree branch, trying to find a way down. No way. How had this awkward position come to be? Well, it starts with a fat, lazy coon, and a bored young wolf. Hungry? Naw. He'd actually wanted to play. The fat creature had been sitting below the tree, and Jude - who wasn't hungry thanks to a kid with a bag of McDonald's - saw instead of a raccoon, a giant round striped new toy. He'd proceeded to try and climb up a tree that the coon had darted up, couldn't, found a hole that went of the dead hollow-tree's length of its trunk, and found himself stuck 24 feet in the air on a tree branch. He barked, growled, whined, tried to find a way down, seemed like the only way down was to jump - and that was dangerous. He couldn't turn around and risk falling, and even if he did, the hole was too small to go back down, he'd barely squeezed through it coming up. So where was the coon in this? That lil' bastard was on the ground before, chattering and laughing its coon-tailed ass off.

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[ooc: -nom on thread- I understand watchoo mean. I'm excited we finally get to RP these guys<333!! Btw, sorry, I tried to keep it short but I had musies, so I hope this is okay.]



"What the hell?" What on earth was with all the high pitched chattering, which supposedly rung out a succeeding laughter, with mixed barks and assorted whines? The first thing that hit his head was some sorta wild goose chase, that being predator and prey, or even two wolves roughing around. Another thing hit him as he whiffed up the oxygen around him, attempting to collect a brief scent of some sort, and that was that the second idea was utterly false. The first was somewhat true. Whaddya know... No hint of blood pierced his senses, no cries of agony, no murder, just bitter barking and trilling laughter. So, as of secondly now, his next thesis of any collection of 'food', that his stomach earned so dearest for, was also false. As for his third, nothing was injured. Not yet, at least. 'I've told you a thousand times, Rim, curiosity killed the cat. Keep your goddamn snout outta other being's business! When will you ever learn to behave yourself and use your manners?' For some reason the terrible ideas of his mother's protection, and rattling voice, stung his cycle of thoughts and broke his increasing urge to amble toward the noises. So, he decided to make her an invisible deal. Sign it right on off with his own paw print. I'll just be polite about it... Or at least... Uh, try. Finally satisfied with his decision, and not guilty about previous experiences from following his same habits, he shifted toward the sky scraping tree and reached it in moments.

Being quick on his feet, he even had to pull himself to a sharper halt once he reached the tree. Rhythm's ears pricked up as he gazed upon the enormous tree. "... Your shit outta luck, dude." Poking his nose around the tree in attempt to find a resourceful way up, he quickly found how this other wolf got up there in the first place. So, like the idiot he could be, he pushed his body inside and started to squeeze closer and closer. He pretty much figured that Jude was afraid of heights and wouldn't leave the towering spot he settled on because of it. So, Rim was gonna give him a little push, help the little bird find it's pitiful wings. Grunting as he finally reached the just lovely behind of Jude, he flattened his ear's and started to push the brown mixed wolf off his ledge and toward the spiraling death below. "Get, get! C'mon, dude... Work with me or something!" He complained, partially pushing his own bode out from the cavern within the tree and onto the branch holding the two of them.

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[ooc// ...... NICE RYTHM. LOL, also ask for a translation if you need.. D8]

Jude pawed at the tree branch's bark - as if that would help - looking for a way down. Anxious he might fall, he started to sit down a little, his hind legs shaking in effort to stay balanced. "Brill.." The canine muttered. He stood up again, unable to get a good balance, and put his weight the best he could against the tree, impossible to fit back into the hole. He started down at the coon below him. ".. well, y'ad y'laugh, bugg'r, GE' AU'!" He barked angrily at the coon. Coon's respond: LAUGHINGMYFUCKINGASSOFF. He growled, snarled, snapped at the air trying to send it away in a pitiful attempt, and it only laughed louder. "Tha's it isn' i'.." He whined, licking his paw, and to look up in time to see someone pop in he hadn't been on guard for, which, in these circumstances, is understandable. "Wha', come tah laugh, too?! Blooming.. it's 'is fault, it is.." He said said, trying to get a better balance on his paws. "Wha..? Wha're y'doin-.. no.. Nono.. NononronroNRONONRO" He said, sitting down more as Rhythm clawed his way up into the coon hole. "STOPET-.. AAGH. Look'ih what you ded?!" He said, being pushed forward from the tree by Rhythm's head shoving his rump forward. He walked front paws forward into the tree, back feet slightly above the tree's limb thanks to Rhythm pushing himself also onto the branch. He tried to stay balanced, front paws up to shoulder shaking with the attempt, and finally got his back legs onto the limb - but it was too late. He'd lost footing, and fell-.. almost. He reached his jaw out, bit a limb hanging above him, and held himself up, back legs on the limb him and rhythm both stood on, front paws hanging in the air, jaws clenched on a branch above them, holding him up. Almost looked like a game of twister! "You.. broo'ee iriot.." he said, his voice muffled from holding onto the branch above him.

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Rhythm was beginning to believe his muscles had minimized their full potential and strength due to the fact he moved right on up a towering tree, and you can bet that took out a chunk of energy. Then, pushing this other male about his size, who, also pushed back, and refused to move? It wasn't that he was exhausted or complaining out loud, he was just beginning to feel a pinpoint strain in his shoulder blades. By the time the other murky colored wolf had moved out of his way, he already had jammed his head out as soon as possible and peeped around at his surroundings like a barn owl. Despite how high up they were, and having no idea how even stable the branch that held them up was, he proceeded to shove himself out while Jude scrambled for a hefty grip and struggled his way out of dropping how many stories high? Staring at the other male, he blinked before pricking both ears toward him, purely curious. Out flopped his tongue, past his canines, while the corners of his mouth trickled up into a broad grin. Rhythm pushed on his front paws, making himself sit up more comfortable, shaking a bit as he adjusted his balance. "Do you always talk like that, even with a branch outta 'yer moufffff'?" He imitated him toward the end of his speech, and pretty poorly at that. Honestly, Rhythm probably had no idea what an accent even was, he'd never come across another wolf with it in his short lifetime. So, this was just straight out odd for the juvenile. "C'mon, let's go dude." Ignoring his offenses, which were left unheard by the way due to not only his accent but the branch in his jaws, he lifted his hind limbs in order to reach Jude. His snout jutted over, trying to bite his scruff and pull him away from where he had his jaws clasped on, otherwise to get him to let go and scoot on down back to earth via 'coon hole or tree hollow with him. "Aaruughh... Let go!" He growled, finally releasing the fur on his back and reaching for his tail. If he snagged it, he would back into the hole of the tree and attempt to drag him right on down with him.

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^{"aye mate.. I's jus' 'ow I talk.." he grumbled through the branch, trying to get his footing back. He placed another paw into the branch - a front one, that is - and steadied himself. He could do this.. and of course, failure. For, as he got another front paw back on the branch from hanging off, and was releasing his gripped jaw from the low hanging branch above his head, Rhythm's teeth grabbed his scruff. Of course, being the scruff, it didn't hurt, but, the holt backwards caused major misbalance. He was yanked backwards as Rhythm pulled him back. His front paws were again in the air, now standing on his shaking back legs, walking backwards to try to stay up. "BLOO'EE 'ELL MATE, LEMME GRO!" he barked, and as he had requested, Rhythm did, and his front paws reached the branch again - only to have his nail get mashed by Rhythm's grip once more, and tugged down into the hole. He yelped at first, not really in pain but more not expecting the sudden grasp on his tail, and was dragged back towards the hole. "LEGGO LEGGO! STOPP'ET.. RHYTHM!" He growled, clawing the bark of the tree, in fear of falling. His claws left claw marks of being dragged, scratching his way trying to stay up, but Rhythm had a hole on him. Soon, darkness surrounded him. No, he'd not fainted, he was just in the tree's dead center again, pincher bugs and termites rushing around in a frenzy at another invasion of claws & fur. Jude, however, would not give up. He dug his nails into the tree bark of the tree, he didn't like the small space in the tree for one thing, and being dragged backwards through it..? Completely another story.}

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Do ya mind me bringing in Tuvia? If not, that's fine too.

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Jul 29, 2009 18:36:31 GMT -5 ♫ Blue ♫ said:

Do ya mind me bringing in Tuvia? If not, that's fine too.

[ooc// if you want, sure. sounds fun. :] ]

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The hearty cackle of crows trumpeted in the ears of the large black wolf. He'd never been fond of birds. As a matter of fact, he despised them. His astounding clear-grey eyes squinted up at the birds with a look of absolute loathing. They were nothing more than the rats on the city streets with wings. His muscles coiled as he crouched down and on the release, he sprang up, his powerful jaws snapping together on the feathers of one of the crows. As he came back down to earth, it was with a mouth full of feathers. He glared up at the birds as they squawked and cawed in frenzy to get away from the black wolf, Tuvia.

Tuvia continued on through the golden grass until he saw quite an interesting sight. A 24 foot tree with two wolves in it. Hmmm... that's a bit weird Tuvia thought to himself. They seemed stuck in the tree; What he couldn't figure out was how they'd gotten there in the first place though. Even though Tuvia wasn't the strongest or fastest wolf, he was extremely flexible and he never lost his footing. In fact, he was quite an acrobatic wolf. He sauntered up to the tree with a cocky swagger, letting out a loud laugh. "Well, Well, Well! Since when did wolves around these parts think they were birds? Seems like yer havin a party up there," Tuvia said loftily with a smirk. He was thoroughly entertained by this.

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Ignoring all of his scrambling, scraping, and bickering, at least for the most part, the red and brown multi-toned and colored juvenile proceeded to drag him through the cavern of the tree. "Eff... You.. Can.." He started mumbling, grunting in effort as he dragged the other male further and further into the abyss of the tree's rough trunk, "..gef yourshelf up a fffree.. you can gef yourshelf down ett!" Of course his words were jumbled and muffled, he had Jude's tail gripped inside his jaws. Rhythm was actually beginning to wonder if that was how the brute actually spoke, if not, he surely had an issue with his mouth or jaw. Nearing the bottom pit of the tree, he inched closer and closer toward the exit, or entrance if you looked at it from Tuvia's point of view. However, all of Jude's scrambling didn't quite help, so he bit down harder, he had to get the guy outta the tree one way or another. He just guessed he'd have to thank him later, even if his tail was a bit sore and his brain a bit vexed.
Firstly, his rump and jerking tail popped out from the hole, and he continued to drag Jude from the darkness of the tree's center until he was completely out of that zone. Rim let go of his tail, and plumped down into a sitting position. Slouching, his big ole tongue hung from his mouth as he begun to pant, catching his breath once more. "You, officially, are a pain in the ass to remove from a tree..." He said breathlessly, flopping his ears sideways almost in defeat. That was until he heard the other brute not far from them, chuckling at their efforts, or at least Rhythm's since Jude wasn't much of an aid to the 'tug-of-war'. "Awe, c'mon, shut up... You should try it some time." He rumbled, turning his head to glance at the other male with one ear pricked toward him. "Whaddyou doin' here? Lookin' for a show? It's over, unless you want this guy to juggle for ya." Rim jutted his nose toward Jude. He wasn't offended at all, he was just curious, and a bit tired from the earlier strain, but still all the same joking.

[ooc: sorry it's such a bad post! and sorry it took so long! finally done. ;D]

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[ooc: sorry to double post, but madi said since she's gonna be away for a few weeks that we could continue this thread and just say Jude fainted or something. So if you'd like to, feel free to reply now Kiki! <3 P:]

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Okay, I will reply probably later today or tonight in that case

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[ooc - okay ;D]

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Tuvia's cocky stance shifted to one of mild curiosity. He continued forward towards the tree till he was able to poke his nose into the hole in the tree. He heard the sound of muffled talking, but he was still confused as to their situation. His tail began to wag slightly until, to his horror, another tail attached to a butt headed his direction. He scrambled to removed his head from the hole in the tree, path of the unsuspecting butt, but he was too slow. The other wolf seemed to be dragging something rather large from the tree, so it was only natural that Tuvia's head was sat on. He squirmed to quickly remove himself from other the other wolf's butt, with a grunt. Finally, using his hind legs, he was able to pry himself out from under the other wolf. He went soaring backwards in a heap of black fur, but surprisingly he was able to recover in midair and land on his feet. As they say, curiosity killed the cat... or in Tuvia's case, wolf.

"You, officially, are a pain in the ass to remove from a tree..." Tuvia quickly realized the situation. This wolf had been pulling another wolf out of a tree. "Awe, c'mon, shut up... You should try it some time. Whaddyou doin' here? Lookin' for a show? It's over, unless you want this guy to juggle for ya." Tuvia smirked. "I'll add that to my list of things I want to do before I die. And yes I most certainly was looking for a show. That guy over there can be the juggler, you can be a clown because you've both done a good job of entertaining me. I could be lion because the lion always wins. If we're gonna be in a circus together we might as well know each other's names. M' name's Tuvia."

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What was with everyone's butt bumping into everyone's face? Just a few minutes earlier, when Rhythm had forced himself out of the towering tree's thick cavity from his climb up, Jude's had said a simply magnificent hello. Now that he found himself turning around and doing it himself, he quickly searched for some apologetic words. "Er, sorry 'bout that.." He uttered lowly under his breath, feeling bad for the guy, if anything you shouldn't have a first impression for someone with your back end rather than your front. Unless you were intending on something else of course, which he surely did not want to infer, or had some sort of disorder of walking backward rather than forward. Honestly, still, it'd be odd either way, so he tucked that note in his conscious to be a bit more comfortable to where he was scooting his rump, and nose, to. If he had watched his nose he wouldn't have been in this mess in the first place, but he supposed it found some interesting amusement. He should watch his nose too, he wouldn't have gotten it either! But, quickly, he realized that was the same case for himself, so he didn't dare say it out loud.
"Ha ha! A bucket list or somethin'?! I should think up one of those." Rhythm barked, having already released Jude and paying full attention to this new guy. Sadly, he wasn't even acknowledging Jude's state; apparently the muddy looking mutt had fainted. "Naw, correction, I believe I would be the mastermind that reigns over the lion. Plus, Jude can just be the lamb, he's a wee lil guy anyways.." He mumbled toward the end, hoping he wouldn't hear, but not bothering to turn around and check up on him. Plopping his rump on the ground, he let both of his limbs stick out to the side while he adjusted his front, long legs into a more comfortable position with his aching paws. "Tuvia?! Should I call ya Tu-Tu for this 'act'?" He was never the less joking, but he'd know to quit it if it got on the other male's nerves. "Cool name either way. I'm Rhythm. You can call me Rim if you please." Damn was he a chat box, but he was more so excited to meet someone knew, he was never a shy pup.

[ooc - omg muse! ;D]

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"Er, sorry 'bout that.." Tuvia heard the other male say. "Notta problem, I was asking for it anyways," He chuckled. His tail began to wag again, a wide, playful, ear-to-ear grin playing his features. He suddenly noticed the other wolf wasn't moving, and he padded over to investigate. He was still breathing, but seemed unconscious. "Hmm... I guess he just couldn't handle how good I look," Tuvia joked. He turned back to the other wolf though. "Ha ha! A bucket list or somethin'?! I should think up one of those." Tuvia smirked. "Yeah, from the way you're playing your cards ya better start thinkin up one cuz I don't think climbin 20 foot trees is exactly the best thing for self-preservation."
"Naw, correction, I believe I would be the mastermind that reigns over the lion. Plus, Jude can just be the lamb, he's a wee lil guy anyways.." Tuvia glanced over at the other wolf, Jude. "Hmm... he is a on the smallish side... He could be the midget. And good luck with being the mastermind, because I could be an elephant and step on you." "Tuvia?! Should I call ya Tu-Tu for this 'act'?" He gave a sly look. "Only if I can call you Remmy."

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See, Rim? Either way your words of wisdom, in your head or not, gets to them one way or another. Yuuup.. The young male recited quite dully within his thoughts, tilting his head a bit to the side in attempt to ignore an irritating itch prickling behind his left ear. Quickly he snapped out of his trail of random thought, soon enough turning his head and bringing his gaze to wherever the heck his new buddy was venturing off to. To apparently a passed out Jude, that was it. "Yeah, he just lost the blood flow to his legs at the sight." He spoke seriously but all the same was joking, wagging his tail just a bit.
"Maybe 'm just getting the hang of my bucket list, maybe its just to big.. ya know?" Rim mumbled a bit, almost desperately trying to ignore the throbbing itch crawling all over his tender ear. He didn't want to look like any more of an idiot by falling over and attacking it with his foot, but it was beginning to really kill the poor juvenile. "'n elephant? Huh." He pondered over the mental image for just a moment but quickly shook the straight out strange image from his head.
Kicking up his hind limb, he aimed his foot for his aim and curved his neck toward his foot in attempt to get the scratch just right. His pink tongue poked outta the side of his mouth a bit, and one of his eyes scrunched up in delight of relieving the scratch. Dropping his foot, he rose to his feet and shook his whole body. "Real bad itch, sorry." Rim mumbled, heading on over to where Jude layed unconsciously on the rough ground of the 'clay crossroad'. "Why not just Rim? Remmy?!" The male laughed lightly, shaking his noggin at the name as he recited it in his head.

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"Why not just Rim? Remmy?!" Tuvia gave a mischievous smile. "Because if I have to be Tu-Tu, you have to be Remmy," Tuvia laughed. His tail wagged behind him, friendly excitement glowed in his silver-grey eyes. He suddenly noticed that all the crows and ravens were flying in the opposite direction of their position, and seemed to be fleeing from something. Tuvia let it slide though, and returned his attention to Rhythm. "Where are you from? And what inspired you to come to this place of all places in breathe?" He asked curiously. Suddenly, his ears turned back nervously as he heard the sound of rumbling coming from the road to the city. The sound of tires on the road hung ominously in the air.

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"Alright, alright... No Tu-Tu's!" The juvenile actually didn't mind the nickname 'Remmy', he just preferred Rim and no more. Plus, if you used the nickname enough, he'd answer to it as any other nickname or name of his without quite realizing it. Both ears pricked up at the harmonic beating of the black bird's wings above them, glancing only once or twice toward them when he heard a couple of bitter caws out of them. The male wasn't dull when it came to using his senses, if he heard or spotted something, he usually took a moment to observe it briefly, and then move on. It was also helpful because you honestly had no idea what was out there, and whats going to be, so he always prepared himself. His repetitive way of checking his surroundings wasn't just instinct, it was paranoia, lets just say he hadn't had the most glorious past and he'd rather forget it.

Despite his agreement just a minute ago, he'd probably end up calling the guy Tu-Tu later eventually. Honestly, it depended on Rim's mood and it always helped to remember all the names from all the wolves he bumped into if they had a nickname. "I'm not from Breathe... but due to past negotiations, I managed to jut myself all the way over here... It was just what I happened to stumble across was all, wasn't quite intentional.." Rim answered, wondering what this place was like farther down into the boundaries of other packs, perhaps nicer ones? Or what it was like up the coast, in the mountains, or in that one area of charred caverns?

His curiosity and wonder came to abrupt halt when he picked up the sound of tires crunching the gravel, mud, dirt, weed, and other bunches of plantation and grass along the crossroad they were at. "...What's that?!" A fat ole moose or somethin'? He jerked to his feet, surprised but interested in it all the same. "Never heard that before... Should we check it out?!" And all of the sudden, he found himself acting more and more of an excited juvenile, but he really couldn't help it.

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"I'm not from Breathe... but due to past negotiations, I managed to jut myself all the way over here... It was just what I happened to stumble across was all, wasn't quite intentional.."

Tuvia listened and nodded. "Well, if ya got that kinda attitude you'll do just fine around here," Tuvia said, sitting down suddenly and scratching at his back with his foot. "Fleas," He said with a shrug. As soon as Tuvia heard the tires, his body froze up. It was also an instinct, but one that he certainly put into practice. The self-preservation instinct. "...What's that?!" "It sounds like a car. It's humans, but I'm not sure whether they are friendly or not" He said with mild caution. He wasn't afraid of humans by themselves. By themselves, they were harmless to a wolf. However, they had a greater weapon that wolves did not possess: their intelligence. It wasn't that Tuvia saw wolves as being dumb, he just knew that humans were extremely smart creatures and whatever they lacked in physical strength and stamina was made up for in their inventions.

Tuvia turned and tugged on Rhythm's scruff to indicate without barking that they needed to get into the cover of the brush and bring the other wolf with them. He could hear sound of a car door slamming and feet crunching through the terrain. It sounded like more than one pair of feet, but he knew that it wasn't that many people. Tuvia braced himself for whatever danger or pest it was that was walking towards them.

ooc// Just to let you know, I had no set plot in mind when I wrote this, so feel free to you know just do whatever when you post

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[ ooc - Hrm.. You know what?! We really should make this a plot! let's wait for Madi to return... she's on her way back today from vacation. We could have them get caught and taken to the city and all, and add some other stuff to make it interesting. ]