We Wander {open} DELETE.

[Marie Anne]

Útíradiel was used to not being able to see at all, but her companion, Beriogelir, was not. As they stepped further and further into the caves, Beriogelir got more and more anxious.

"I can't see in here, Útíradiel," he said, a frown on his face. "We should turn around while we still can."

"Don't be silly. I can't see in here either," Útíradiel said with a smile, poking fun at herself.She could hear their voices carry far into the caves sometimes bouncing oddly and distorting the way their voices sounded.

"It sounds like there are different people further into the caves," Útíradiel commented with a bit of light laughter. She loved the sound of her voice coming back as something else. It was a trick of the many different rocks that reverberated her voice back at different tones and frequencies, she knew, but it was still cool to see it in action.

"Well, that's all well and good, but can't we try to find a place that does this where I can see?" Beriogelir asked, pouting. He never did have a fondness for the dark, and used to be terrified of it as a cub. His siblings had thought it would be a funny prank to gently carry him out of the den and put him in a little outgrowth. His mother had been furious with all of them because it had been very dangerous for everyone involved. Things liked to eat baby cubs. He had never liked being in the dark ever since. He was far from being a baby cub any longer, but things like that just don't go away as easily as one would hope, or think.

"Oh hush and stop being such a baby. We're not going any farther in than we have already, lest we get lost in here," Útíradiel said, her tone soft and hardly domineering like she was trying to make it. It was then when she heard the sound of someone, somewhere coming towards where they were making all the noise.

"H-Hello?" she called, straining her ears trying to somehow detect where the source of the sound had come from.

[dawns]

Mediev heard their paw-steps, she heard their words. She had just been about to take a nap. She loved the dark, it hid her wings, her horns and her milky blue eyes. She remembered long ago, fragments of her memory. She heard the taunting voice in her heads form long ago when she was young, too young to understand what they were saying, only knowing that they intended to hurt her. And they succeed. For years she never got over the fact she was different. She had no memory of her parents though, she wrestled with her thoughts, but nothing ever came to her, they were lost just as she usually was, as she was blind. Her ears snapped to attention when her paw-steps brought her closer to the two who were inside the caves. She heard the female call out hello. Being a polite wolf Mediev spoke,

"Hello. Out of the curiosity that so often corrupts me, what are your names?"

She hoped she wouldn't frighten the two, for she really did need to get to know some others. Since she hated being alone sometimes, but she didn't want to show herself, for the memories that haunted her. Instead she just stood where she was, waiting patiently for an answer.

[Marie Anne]

Beriogelir was the first to speak, turning towards the voice. He didn't exactly know which way he was now facing, but he was certain of the sound he had heard.

"Just a couple of travelers, looking at the caves," Beriogelir said towards the she-wolf. "Just I, Beriogelir and my friend and companion, Útíradiel," he added, starting to walk towards where he thought the sound was coming from.

"I do believe you're going the wrong way, Ber," Útíradiel said with a giggle, walking towards the trail of scent they had left behind as they had wandered in. "Care to join us in the sunlight? I'm sure that it's beautiful out there," Útíradiel asked her, even her sensitive hearing deceiving where the she-wolf could be hiding.

"What are you doing?" Beriogelir whispered to his companion. He certainly didn't trust a mystic voice that suddenly appeared out of the darkness of an unfamiliar cave in the middle of a forest.

"I'm simply inviting a potential friend out where she can see us, that's all. Besides, I've never heard of someone trying to take on a cougar before," Útíradiel said, softly rubbing against her friend. She was very trusting, possibly too trusting, but she was one to quickly learn from her mistakes.

[dawns]

Mediev would have rather stayed in the cave, but the wolf and the cougar seemed friendly enough. She walked forward, toward the entrance of the cave. Soon she stood beside the she-wolf, Útíradiel and her companion Beriogelir. She said, her voice soft,

"It is a pleasure to meet you both, my name is Mediev."

Mediev sniffed the air and smelled the clean earthen scent that all wolves gave off, she also smelled the cougar on the wolf. She had no way of describing his smell, just that it was different that a wolf. She knew that Beriogelir was a cougar because of the way his paws padded on the ground, they sounded lighter then Útíradiel's. She also knew because she couldn't hear his claws clicking on the cave floor, like Útíradiel's were. She knew that Beriogelir had to be some kind of cat, she'd seemed a cougar before and his scent resembled that, but it was hard for her to tell because of the mix of wolf scent on him.

"Then let us go out to the light, if that is what you both wish."

[Marie Anne]

Útíradiel and Beriogelir were more than happy to be out of the caves. Útíradiel mostly because she didn't want Beriogelir to get anymore anxious about not being able to see. She could only imagine what he would do if they were to suddenly switch places.

"Hello, Mediev. I'm sorry to drag you out into the sunlight, but my friend here is no friend to the darkness, and tends to get a bit anxious when he can't see for more than a few minutes," Útíradiel said with a smile. They both knew it to be true, though Beriogelir would rather die than admit it to anyone other than Útíradiel.

"Hey!" Beriogelir shouted, forgetting for a moment that there were other people around. "I am not afraid of the dark. Just what might be hiding inside the darkness where no one can see," he tried to explain, his cheeks turning a light shade of red.

Útíradiel could only laugh, her tail wagging and her wings lightly shaking. Looking towards Mediev, Útíradiel nodded her head, her horns lightly clicking together as she did so.

"If I may be so bold, why are you out here in the caves? My friend and I were here to explore the way the sound bounces and refracts against the different types of rocks here," Útíradiel said, Beriogelir nudging her with his flank, silently telling her to shut up before she got them into trouble.

Beriogelir could see the stranger, unlike his companion, which would be why he didn't trust her at all. She had fangs, and wings like those of a bat. It unnerved him. But he also saw that she was also blind, or else had very pale blue eyes.

[dawns]

Mediev could tell the cougar had his doubts, she could smell it. She said,

"You are weary of me, why? I mean you both no harm."

She smiled at Utiradiel's apology.

"No need to apologize, dear one. And as for why I am in the caves, well I suppose your friend Beriogelir could answer that one. Well you see, I am also blind, and I've been made fun of quite a lot, so I prefer to live alone."

Mediev sighed softly and turned her blind gaze to the cougar. In away she knew why he was cautious, he didn't want his friend getting hurt, but it still pained her to know that he was like everyone else. Where she'd come from the others had pretended to be her friends only to laugh at her when they teased her meanly and she replied that she thought that they were her friends. She hoped this story didn't end that way.

[Marie Anne]

Útíradiel narrowed her eyes at Beriogelir. He was being so rude to someone that he didn't even know.

"Will you show some manners towards someone that you have yet to be able to make any kind of judgement upon?" Útíradiel scolded her companion.

"Well, excuse me for trying to be at least a little wary. You may not be able to see her, but I can," Beriogelir said harshly.

"That's not my fault," Útíradiel said sadly, turning away from Beriogelir. "Anyway, we have other matters to attend to."

Turning to Mediev, Útíradiel bowed her head slightly.

"I'm so sorry about that. Beriogelir here thinks you're some kind of threat to me, but obviously you would have done whatever harm you were to have planned while we were in the darkness of the caves, no?" Útíradiel asked of Mediev, though the tone was more of a 'I-need-to-prove-him-wrong' tone than one of question.

Beriogelir only huffed and flopped down on the ground, throwing up a small puff of dust and some grass and leaves. He grumbled something under his breath, but Útíradiel didn't catch it.

[Forte]

Howahkan had found his way up into the mountains. He had no idea why he was there, just that he found the terrain interesting and challenging, but that was hardly a good reason to go to so much effort just to explore. Perhaps he was drawn to the height. Yes, he did like heights. The way the wind blew up there, and how he felt when he stood at the edge of a cliff. It was thrilling.

Now the wolf walked a precarious path, near a steep drop, and he was constantly sending out sound waves that bounced back to him and showed him his surroundings, which would otherwise have been a mystery to him. He sent them to the path directly in front of him so that he knew where to place his paws, he sent them to his left to be sure the wall on that side was still there, and he sent them to his right, into the empty space. The landscape in that direction was much harder to see since it was further away. Fewer sound waves found him again. But he got the gist of it, and it was very pretty.

Suddenly his barely-audible clicks showed him two wolves and a cougar, and he jumped, nearly falling off the edge of the drop. Cougars were extremely dangerous, and common in this area, he knew since he had smelled them often while traveling. All that kept him from fleeing was a sense of obligation toward the wolves to help them if they needed. He looked again, and saw all three animals standing still, looking at him. His heart pounding, he was speechless. Why wasn't anybody fighting? Was the cat a friend?

[szerelemm]

While the wandering male was looking out at the three original inhabitants of the cave, Haunt stood back up on the rocky ledges, observing with his brightly colored sea-green eyes. His dark body hung back in the dark rocks and he chuckled a small bit to himself as he watched the new person jump a bit and flicker his eyes from side to side. Haunt had spent a good deal just watching, for the past half hour or so, knowing that eventually he'd be spotted or something of the sort and have to come down. Or maybe they would just keep moving and talking and he'd be content with staying up on his little ledge.

Haunt wasn't a very big wolf, and he could see that those below him were about the same size. The female with the wings, however, intimidated him a bit, but they all looked friendly. Eventually maybe he'd actually speak, but he was shy, almost painfully shy. He coughed, seeing if someone would maybe spot him before he had to volunteer words of his own.

[Marie Anne]

Útíradiel was amazed at all the wolves that had suddenly showed up. There were two more here, both above the little gathering they were having in front of the caves. The only reason she could hear them is because they both made noise as they came up to the clearing. One making clicks Útíradiel could barely hear, and the other one coughed, almost as if on purpose.

"Please tell me that there are only two more wolves here and not an army of them come to tell us that we are trespassing," Útíradiel asked of Beriogelir.

"There's only two. One white one, kind of hard to see on the mountain, and the other one is black and green," he said, giving all the description that he could, which wasn't much considering.

"Will you tell them to come down. We're not going to hurt them," she said, figuring that the wolf making the clicks to see would hear what she had said whether Beriogelir called it out or not.

ooc;

We're skipping Mediev for now, until she comes back.

[szerelemm]

Haunt heard the conversation below and knew that they had in fact heard him. His chest began swelling as his nervous heartbeat picked up, and he knew that this could either end very badly or on a positive note. From the sounds of it, the wolves below were friendly, although there was a strange clicking sound coming from somewhere within the mountainside. Haunt gathered himself up onto his thick limbs and large paws, shaking off the small brush that had set itself into his dark fur, and began to lope down the ridge he had been perched atop.

It wasn't often that Haunt came down to talk to others. He was the type of loner who would go months on end without speaking to another loner, let alone a couple of them. He kept his head and tail low, not wanting to offend anyone, especially if he had accidentally crossed pack territory lines without smelling anything. "Ahh.. hello..." He said quietly, though his voice was stable and could easily be heard if it was to be picked up. He dipped his head low to the wolf and the cat before him, and waited for the others to appear.

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[Forte]

After the cougar had spoken and made it clear that it was a friend, Howahkan resigned himself to blindness, not wanting to put all the other wolves on edge more than they probably were at his sudden appearance. He stood still and said nothing, waiting his turn to speak. As the wolf who had been hiding on the slope above made his way toward him, rocks sliding beneath him, Kan sent a few clicks of sonar his way, to be sure it wasn't gigantic or had long, sharp claws or some other dangerous feature. Howahkan noticed briefly that the cougar had described both the new wolves as colors, and for a moment he wished he could see colors. His echolocation did not pick them up, since it didn't detect light. But Kan was used to this by now and his focus quickly returned to the situation at hand when the "black and green" wolf spoke.

[Forte]

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