Hmm, -tries to keep track of IC posts.-
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p; Sinistra.

This was always the hardest part. It didn’t matter that she knew that it would all be okay once she was in there; it was really quite difficult to make the jump. Her lilac eyes stared back at her in the reflection of the water, and as it ripped from the slight breeze which was blowing it reflected her internal uneasiness. Her legs shook with the anticipation of jumping in, and her heart beat in her chest cavity, begging her to just finally do it. However it was her brain that was causing the problems. Noooo it’s too cold, do not dive in. She giggled at her own silliness, and realized either she would have to make the jump soon, or someone would see you staring at herself intently in the water, as if she were looking for gold.

She took a deep breath as she thrust her legs off the land, and finally made contact with the water. She managed to swallow some accidentally, and began to romp around, making more noise that one wolf should be able to make. The sun was directly overhead, and the summer day had been especially hot, and so she was enjoying her swim in the Lake. It had been a while since she had felt the wonderfulness of swimming in her favorite territory of the Valley. She remembered that her and Takashi had come across each other, and they had gotten off on the wrong foot, and even at one point, Wip thought that it would stay that way, and that she had made her enemy in the Valley. However, by the end of the encounter they were swimming just as she was now. Yes, she was glad she had made the jump now, and she promised herself that next time she wouldn’t be afraid. Just as she had the last time.

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It felt so nice feeling this again. She enjoyed being suspended in the water, and swimming around, squealing when a fish fluttered across her legs, its rough scales brushing against her fur. She enjoyed the cool water, and she only now realized how much she had missed it. The last time she had been swimming had been oh so long ago, and Wip promised herself not to deny her this pleasure once more. Of course there was always that nagging feeling that she had in the back of her mind at the moment. She didn’t know why, but the water had felt different, maybe even smelled different. Who knew? Wip had ignored it, attributing to whatever the Summer did to the Valley, and had jumped in, all cares thrown to the wind.

However, the more water she accidentally swallowed, the more she felt it, it no longer tasted like water, but like something different, and soon, her tongue was filled with the taste and she could not get rid of it. Her head became a bit dizzy, and she shook it, assuming she was merely tired of all the swimming. She smacked her lips, and swam to the edge, however, her illness was forgotten immediately as her purple eyes locked onto the figure watching her. She shook the water off of her coat almost automatically as she stared at him, unblinkingly, and then, swallowing the lump which had formed in her throat she approached Sinistra, not allowing her eyes to blink, wondering if she was imagining things. Back so soon?

Sorry for the hold up, computer problems. :/

This all seemed rather unreal. It wasn't the fact that she was speaking to Sinistra, while that was weird, Wip wasn't too suprised he had returned, that wasn't unheard of, especially now since Sphinx and Tiamat had returned. Wip wondered which other wolves would be returning to the Salvaje Valley, so many had left it and she hoped that those which had would return. Except for Danflower of course, he had caused too much trouble, and even though she had never really sat down and talked to him, she happened to be friends with the two wolves he had had the greatest conflict with.

It felt weird because she somehow felt detatched from her body. She couldn't really feel herself speaking, and she didn't feel that usual sense of dread she felt when she was speaking to Sinistra. Wip began to develop the awareness that their was a certain buzzing going on at the back of her head. She wondered if it had been there for her whole life, and she had just noticed it. Or if she had noticed it before, and had forgotten, or if she had never forgotten at all. She blinked, having confused herself. She registered his question, and tried to peice together some thoughts. Peaceful I suppose.

That's a cool new avatar.

It had been unmistakable the expression which she had read on his face when she had emerged from the water. It was a look which she hadn't gotten to see on Sinistra's features too often, or ever really, he had looked confused slightly, but not because he had not known his surroundings, but because for a fleeting moment her name had been lost to him. Wip was almost embarassed at this fact. So much so that she had almost given into a scoff, but not directed towards him. She would have laughed at herself because she had spent so much time these past few months in his absence remembering him, letting him plague her thoughts and sometimes actions, and here, the bastard had even forgotten her name.

She half smiled, knowing that Sinistra was only as powerful over her as she let him be, and for some reason the dark male had always had a hold over her. She had been a bit younger when she had come from her old pack, and her fathers voice had still circled through her head, and so it had taken her longer to act like a regular pack wolf than a mere servant to her faith. She sighed, realizing that the fault of how she had felt about Sinistra had really only ever been hers. Wip wondered what it was that was allowing her brain to act in overdrive like this.

Calliope is well I hope? I had heard that the two of you had left together, where did you go, what did you see? She stopped her speech knowing she was asking a lot of questions, however she had always wondered what was on the other side of the Valley.

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She listened to him speak and nodded her head as he told her about what he had seen in his recent vacation from the Valley. Wip had wondered what they would find, and what the motives for his departure had been. She remembered the packmeeting before he left, and how he had so clearly displayed his annoyance at the members of Nova Mountain. She couldn't really blame him really, Wip supposed she had been annoyed be the fact that he had been peeved back then because she had had a certain predisposed opinion of him. But asking the packmembers to report something at the meeting wasn't much to ask for she realised.

She wondered what they would have to talk about next. The two hadn't really laid down a foundation for a ton of conversations, and as he finished his speech about his travels she half expected to nod her head to him, and go back to the Creek. She was feeling rather different anyhow, something that a long nap would probably fix. However his question caught her by surprise and her eyes fell on his for a moment and then averted. Old habits died hard it seemed. Charcoal Ksvae.

She wondered how he had known she had left the Mountain so that she could be properly mated. However it was not too much to assume that Tobin had told him, it had been his job to do so anyhow. Wip wondered if Sinistra knew the past medic, and would not find it surprising if he did or didn't. It seemed Charcoal got around, he was known by many in the Valley, however, when would he have met Sinistra? Do you know him?

x-posted:Sorry for the hold up, life caught up with me and whipped my ass.

Wip raised her wolven brows in interest and her eyes brightened with interest. Not at the mention of her mate, but at the mention of the Expedition. She had heard of it of course, however she had never actually sat down and asked someone about it, about what had gone on. Of course it had been about driving the coyotes out, that much was obvious but was there any underlying reasons that weren’t so obvious? Or had it all just been about war, and if it had what had it been like? Wip had never experienced anything like that, an focused war between two species because where she had grown up her pack had been in absolute control, and nobody had questioned the brain washed cult which Wip had been able to call her family not too long ago.

Her mouth almost went dry with the need, with the urge to actually have this conversation with Sinistra. What would he do if she were to ask him to tell her about the Expedition, she thought perhaps he probably would mind, he probably was busy, since he had stepped back into the world of Alphaship. But what would be the worst he could do? Could he roll on his back and start laughing at her for asking so stupid a question, or perhaps bark at her and tell her he had no time for stupid questions. As uneasy as Sinistra made Wip, even though she hated to admit it, she doubted he would do that to her, or at least hoped. Besides, she had been raised to be a storyteller, and of course trained in the art of telling, and being told stories, and what if she had pups in the future who asked about the Expedition themselves?

Besides, it had been so long since she had gotten to sit and speak to Charcoal. Would you mind telling me about it? The expedition, I mean I’ve heard of it of course, but never actually talked about it with someone. Why did it start? Did something set it off?