he HAS to creep closer.
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Lobo's first thought is to attack, and take this intruder down. He will squash that thought with a bit of effort however and slink deeper into the darkness. Testing the air with his nose and wondering to himself just how they were going to find out who why or how Karakia had going on with their own "Nobles". Perception.
*Paces back and forth, but is definitely not nervous. Not nervous in any way.*
Lobo will keep his distance at first, taking advantage of the cover of the treeline and the deepening shadows while he eyes the camp speculatively. The squirrel scampering off doesn't get a reaction at all, except perhaps making one eye twitch.
we're the 4 who have been playing pretty much, there were 1 or 2 others initially interested but didn't actually go live. If my memory serves we just had the cat, wolf, squirril and rat.
*snorts* still here of course.
"don't know, but this looks like where we need to be nosy gang." Lobo surveys the camp from here, making an estimate of numbers.
"Mama said I can help them through the forest so the don't get surprised by a bad animal camp.""Then lead us through the forest, beautiful. I don't want to be suprised by the bad animals." Lobo will stand up and pace back and forth. "Let's be off then. We have Rodents, and now children. Next it will rain frogs."
Lobo will snort. "Of course." He will then sit on his haunches and look away, leaving this playing with children to the others who are all talking already. His proud silhouette occasionally broken by Lily mussing the fur on the top of his head.
Sense Motive Frowning, the wolf will calm himself down a little. "The Cat is right. We are no threat to the woods. We were already attacked by bad animals earlier, so i am bit...defensive." Lily will reach down and ruffle the fur on the back of his neck. "Stop that." She giggles.
Rikka chitters sadly. "Rikka never gets to play with manlings. Rikka Rikka needs a pet." Lobo growls. "Foolish squirrel. That is Not a manling." Hackles up, Lobo will take a step or two back, but not so many that he won't still be between the others and the child in the tree.
Sylvia tilts her head to the side and says, in perfect Noble Fauna, "Why don't you have time to play?" Lily will blink in surprise, while Lobo's eyes will narrow and he moves between the girl in the tree and the rest of the group. "I don't know what you are, but we are taking our leave now." His words are serious in tone, and meant for both the child and the group itself.
"Nice to meet you Sylvia. I'm Lily. Is your mother nearby? And when you say bad men and animals, do you mean Drostardy or Karakia by chance?" "Umm...i think she went off to play? She does that. Those are just some names i heard before when bad people are mentioned. I was just wondering if they could be the same for you. We should probably go before your mom gets back and sees you talking to a stranger.." Lily will take a half step back, not taking her eyes off the little girl and lifting her hand for a small wave. Lobo will whuf softly. "We should continue. No time to play with children." He ignores any obvious contradictions.
Lobo will make a soft snort, and Lily will look around cautiously before speaking again. "Nice to meet you Sylvia. I'm Lily. Is your mother nearby? And when you say bad men and animals, do you mean Drostardy or Karakia by chance?"
Lily will turn slowly, taking a cautious step away from the direction of the speaker and one hand lightly flicking at her hair standing on end as if that would settle it again. Lobo will halt and make a soft growl, prodding her to reply. "Yes, they are...Who..are you? What bad men and animals? Where are they?"
Lily will make a quiet 'Cooing' sound at Lobo, who's ears will twich and then he will growl. (In Noble Fauna) "We're not alone pups, there is a young manling in the trees to the left. Also, i smell something...acrid."
Perception - Lobo
- Lily sight
Making a show of pretending to have seen them earlier, Lobo will silently change direction and follow the newer tracks he missed. "Mrpf." Behind him still carrying Rikka the girl murmurs. "That means thank you." "Mrpf"
(my rolls are great!) Lobo will pause occasionally, sniffing at the trail and making fairly quiet snarls of frustration. "Stupid Dogs." Casting occasional glances back over his shoulder he will note that everyone else from the clearing was still there and nobody had given up. "Hmpf. I'm not familiar with this area we are entering, so keep your noses up. No telling when we will run into something else.."
Lobo sighs to himself, but continues ahead. The wolf's ears are alert for anything out of place in the forest while he picks his way along the trail.
"Pffff. Rikka walk. Not ride silly wolf. Rikka have pride." Still, the squirrel looks a little miffed at his rebuff. When the human shows up, the squirrel puffs out his fur and hisses, not at the girl, but at thw wolf. "Bad wolf have manling?!? Bad wolf wolf have PET?!!? No fair! No fair! Rikka Rikka want pet, too!" "Let's be off then." Lobo pointedly ignores the pouting rodent.. Lobo will start making his way out of the clearing, sniffing at the ground with his muzzle along the path the two hounds had come from. The girl will rise and make to follow, but will then hesitate and hold out her arms to pick up anyone who wishes to be carried while making a soft cooing sound.
"You have a lovely pet," she said drily to Lobo. "Are we perhaps going to start travelling now?" The girl will lift her head, noticing the feline for the first time. "kitty!" She seems pleased to see the cat and holds out her other hand towards the cat as well, offering a petting.
"You're still here Owl?" Lobo growls iritatedly. "Don't you have feathers to ruffle elsewhere? You don't know anything." In a bit of a huff, perhaps hiding a bit of being flustered, the Wolf will turn away from the avian.
Rikka will nod at the notion of going, then look at the wolf. "Long legs run fast fast. Rikka short legs, good for trees, good for glide. No good for run fast fast. Rikka ride wolf?" He asks hopefully. Lobo looks at Rikka like he suddenly sprouted two more heads and turned florescent green. "I'm not your mount. That's a role for Dogs." Sniffing disdainfully in the direction of the squirrel, he'll turn to the trees and make a couple yips and short barking sounds. A human girl will slip out of the brush, younger then adult, older then a child. Clad in hides and with a curved stick on her back, she will pad over to Rikka and go to a knee with one hand outstretched by the ground in his direction while making a soft cooing sound.
Lobo will snort, but say nothing else for the moment. He'll turn and look at the others, perhaps appraisingly. "We should go then, before others are sent."
If nobody has anything to say/do with the hounds, Lobo will matter-of-factly finish them off. "Owl. Where should we start looking for answers again? Or is it simply you wish us to enter enemy territory and see 'whatever turns up.'"
Happy to return in kind, Lobo will snap at the hound on the left (Dog1), shifting 5' to prevent flanking of him easily. Bite
Damage
Trip if it hits
edit: A 2 eh, no that will be a miss. I may as well be looking at the moon... ;) Also, i am sorry that i seem to post slow. My active/posting hours are approx 5pm to 5 am EST, but i do check the thread daily.
(On his turn...) Lobo will snarl and then lift his muzzle to the sky and Howl. The howl triggers the condition for Sturdy Attitude, and he seems to bulk up and look more defiant. Striding forward, he'll put himself between the rodents and the direction the hounds are coming from. In Noble Canine:
Spoiler: "Come Manling Dogs, I'll send you back to your masters with your tails between your legs."
(yeah, it was a real question. this would be my first PbP) Init:
edit: sweet, thanks you two
Init
Lobo snorts. "and where can this 'information' you wish to gain be found?"
Lobo will give the cat a disapproving look, but not bother to reply to those words coming from a mere feline. He will instead turn back to the Owl, awaiting his answer...
Yellow eyes narrowing, Lobo leans down, closer and closer until his snout is inches from the posing squirrel. He stares at Rikka for a long moment, then blows out a gust of breath strong enough to knock the little fellow over. He makes a sound that could be either a snort, or a chuckle, perhaps a mix of both. Straightening up, he looks over at the others again. "Mighty indeed."
Yellow eyes narrowing, Lobo will lean closer, stopping when his head is inches from the squirrel's. He stares intently at the small creature for a long moment, then blows a large puff of air that may send the little creature tumbling. He'll make a sound that could be a snort or a chuckle, perhaps a mix of both and turn back to the others afterwards. "Mighty indeed."
Lobo had quieted down at the Owl's arrival, listening intently. Though still seeming restless, he appeared at least slightly mollified by the avian's presence. "What are you expecting of them, Owl?" A tilt of his head gestures at the pair of rodents and the feline.
"Then you should speak quickly about why you have called us, and which Manling you serve." Lobo still looks agitated, if not downright hostile. He clearly does not trust this person who claims to know so much about things he shouldn't.
The wolf will glower at the cat's words, and pace irritatbly back and forth until the human arrives and speaks. "Wolves do not Serve, Manling. Who are you, and how do you know of our kind?"
Lobo glowers at the cat, but says nothing more and simply pacing til the human's arrival. "Who are you Manling, and how do you know of us?"
Lobo makes a sound that could be a snort, then fixes his gaze on the Rat still looking unhappy. "Is it You then, Rodent? Are you the one who tried to Call me to serve?"
Yellow eyes survey the clearing from the underbrush at the edge. squirrels? you have got to be kidding me. Lobo will scent the air again, seeking any alarming traces then stalks into the clearing itself, growling low in his throat to announce his arrival. He is a large wolf, his fur a deep grey/black. A white slash crosses his muzzle, and another along his left side while a dirty swatch of cloth hangs around his neck. (a ragged bandana for those humans reading) "Which of you appetizers is Izbahn..." Lobo will flash a mouthful of sharp teeth.
Grar.
I've finished my profile for Lobo and Lily. Aroooo!
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