[thread] Scandinavia . . .

[redredwolf]

Characters: (au) Yuriy Ivanov ;; OPEN
Where: The Park
When: Bright morning
Summary: Amongst the chaos, Yuriy continues his plans. He goes out after a sleepless night to think more, and may end up under the mistletoe (characters are free to bump him under one, or get stuck under one themselves? Hurf.)
Warnings: Possibly violence; swearing; sarcasm;

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[twentysnowflake]

Admittedly, Larka had promised her denmate Soma that she would make an attempt to help locate the humans that had been kidnapped. And she had. But any scent that possibly would have been left was dulled by time, not that much had been left to begin with, and even her own nose could only do so much; she was a Varg, not a dog whose mating season had been interfered with by man in order to improve certain traits.

Besides, there were probably many others already looking. Her own assistance was hardly necessary.

At the moment, she was meandering through the park, enjoying the weather. If nothing else, she loved the snow - it was natural, one of the only things that was natural in this place, and reminded her of home.

[redredwolf]

Snow also reminded him of home which was partially why it helped him think. It was a comfort to him. Well, truthfully, this place was a lot less uncomfortable than many others consider it to be. Though the disorganization was frustrating.

Calm steps crunched down into the snow upon his wonder along the semi-frozen pond. This place, destroyed as it may be, with the snow looked familiar. Now he knew why it seemed so familiar. He stopped for a moment when it looked like no one was around and rolled his eyes up to the sky. Those globed hovering up above them. It meant so many things.

Though a sound stirred him from his thoughts, and not just a sound but - Wolborg? A brow lifted and he turned his head over a shoulder. A wolf? What was a wolf doing here?

[twentysnowflake]

There was a human - or at least, one of the human-like, as it was hard to tell here - just ahead, who had apparently noticed her. Not that she had been particularly trying to be stealthy.

She paused in her walking and sat. "I won't hurt you," she assured him - with the paranoia that had gripped this place lately, she wanted to make extra sure that she wouldn't be mistaken as such. It was so much easier to deal with humans when they weren't trying to kill you.

[redredwolf]

"You wont hurt me?" He asked, as if puzzled by why she would suggest it. Yuriy wasn't a stranger to talking wolves. Not like it happened in this way. Back home a wolf was a wolf, they spoke how wolfs spoke; but Wolborg was special. Like all of the other bitbeasts were. He'd come to respect them a lot more than he used to.

"Shouldn't you be more weary of me hurting you?" There was a small smirk as he stopped about a foot or two away, and slowly crouched. "But I wont either."

The redhead paused. For a moment there, he almost forgot where he was. Looking at her. She was beautiful. She is beautiful, isn't she Wolborg? He missed seeing Wolborg. Missed having her there beside him rather than inside him, but, well, a place like this didn't allow emotions like that. He shrugged it off.

"What is a creature like you doing here in a place like this?"

[twentysnowflake]

"I have my defenses," she stated in response to his first question, in a tone that a human might accompany with a shrug. And she did - her claws, her teeth, and if those didn't work, her Sight.

"As for what I'm doing here..." She looked toward the sky, toward the Keepers. "They would be more likely to know than me."

[redredwolf]

"Suppose they would," he offered after a small period of silence. Than frowned a little. "They don't seem the type to give out that sort of information" came later with a small smile, or an attempted one.

"Are you just wondering?"

[twentysnowflake]

"No, they don't, do they," Larka agreed. "But I suppose you could say I've gotten used to it - I spend most of the time wandering around, observing humans. Back in my homeland, they would kill my kind without thinking - without that fear here, it's actually rather fascinating."

[redredwolf]

He frowned for a moment before asking, "where is your homeland?"

Strang peacefulness came over him. Maybe because of Wolborg? Neither of them were natural anymore. Wolborg had been enhanced and experimented on, and wolbor came from the slaughter of a real wolf and extraction of their spirit. It almost made him sick to think about it now where a couple of years ago... he couldn't have cared. Though it wasn't her doing or her fault. Than he too had been experimented on... voluntarily at that. Sometimes he had to laugh at himself.

"I'm Yuriy, you are...?"

[twentysnowflake]

"A great forested land," she replied. "It goes on for I'm not sure how long - much larger than this place, from any viewpoint. The human name... I'm unsure of what the humans call it. If I learned it once, I've forgotten.

"And Larka. My name is Larka."