Annabella turned slightly, raising an eyebrow when he told her not to go that way. His excuse was that the alpha didn't like humans. She snorted and shook her head, "And how do you know this. If the wolves didn't like humans I doubt they would let the likes of you around them. She shook her head, rolling her eyes at the man before she turned her back to him and continued to go the way toward the wolf pack. They had to be close. Maybe a half mile away if she was correct. She paused, looking about the ground for tracks and other indications that she was heading the right way. As she looked about int he snow, she stood there and started brushing her long blonde hair back from her face and fix it into a pony tail, trying to ignore the man behind her, hoping he wouldn't continue to pester her when she was trying to get work done.
Conner thought about her reasons for a moment, scratching his chin in thought, then nodded in agreement, "Yeah I suppose those are valid points. Well, class in here doesn't start for another hour or two, so feel free to stay here as long as you'd like Natalie Silver." He chuckled and moving back to his seat he had been sitting in, sat down, glancing over at her and nodding his head to the chair next to him in a silent offer for her to sit next to him if she so wished, before he went back to the sketch he was working on. It was a sketch of a rose and was very much in great detail, as he liked all of his artwork to be.
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Mirabella was grateful indeed that things had turned out well for Mira and Ebeneezer. Though she knew this would likely not be the end of this war, they had won the battle for the day. She let out a sigh of relief and looked up at him when he took his other hand and faced her. She nodded to the words he spoke quietly. She was safe now. She was free from the abusive and terrifying Enoch, and she wouldn't be accused of witch craft for her dancing in the woods. Everything had turned out okay for her after all. She smiled at Ebeneezer for the first time since their meeting in the woods and squeezed his hands lightly, whispering a small 'thank you'.
She watched as the judge and his son stormed out of the court house before she looked back to him, "May we return to the house?" She to be honest, just wanted to get away from the eyes of the people in the courthouse. She never liked being around too many people, being not much of a social person in the first place so to have them all stare at her was quite uncomfortable to her. She would be much more at ease once they were back in the Reverend's home. She supposed her home now as well.
She wondered what it would be like for her now. The wife of a young preacher. How would people look at her. How her life in the home would be? Would she be able to spend most of her time in the home as she had before, or would she be forced to interact with others in the settlement? How would her marriage life with Ebeneezer be? She guessed all this would just have to be found out as she went along. She brushed a stray strand of her curly brown hair back from her face, tucking it neatly back into the bun as she awaited for her new husband to take the lead back to the house.
She watched as the judge and his son stormed out of the court house before she looked back to him, "May we return to the house?" She to be honest, just wanted to get away from the eyes of the people in the courthouse. She never liked being around too many people, being not much of a social person in the first place so to have them all stare at her was quite uncomfortable to her. She would be much more at ease once they were back in the Reverend's home. She supposed her home now as well.
She wondered what it would be like for her now. The wife of a young preacher. How would people look at her. How her life in the home would be? Would she be able to spend most of her time in the home as she had before, or would she be forced to interact with others in the settlement? How would her marriage life with Ebeneezer be? She guessed all this would just have to be found out as she went along. She brushed a stray strand of her curly brown hair back from her face, tucking it neatly back into the bun as she awaited for her new husband to take the lead back to the house.
Snow had been planning on cleaning the cabin by herself as sort of a thank you to her brother and his friends for saving her and letting her stay there with them. Only as the boys woke up and came down the stairs one by one, they each insisted on helping her, even when she told them it wasn't necessary and that she could do it on her own. So she gave them different tasks to do and everyone got to cleaning.
Her brother was the last to come out and hearing him say her name and look at them all very confused, she just looked over at him smiling and shrugged, "I wanted to clean up a little bit as a thank you, but they insisted on helping." Setting the dust pan aside, she looked around and smiled, "I think we're done."
She smiled more and went happily over to her brother and took his hand, dragging him toward the door, "Come on Hans. Let's go out in the snow. We cool build a snowman! Or make a snow fort! We could even have a snow ball fight!" She exclaimed, giggling.
Her brother was the last to come out and hearing him say her name and look at them all very confused, she just looked over at him smiling and shrugged, "I wanted to clean up a little bit as a thank you, but they insisted on helping." Setting the dust pan aside, she looked around and smiled, "I think we're done."
She smiled more and went happily over to her brother and took his hand, dragging him toward the door, "Come on Hans. Let's go out in the snow. We cool build a snowman! Or make a snow fort! We could even have a snow ball fight!" She exclaimed, giggling.
"What?!" Annabella immediately spun around to face him, "Killing? Wolves? That couldn't be the college doing that. Wolves are my main research. I'm trying to reintroduce the wolves into this region, as they haven't been thought to live here in over a hundred years! That's why I'm here now, I found the wolf tracks. But if someone is killing the wolves, than that ruins all the reach I've done in the past few weeks." She ran her hands over her face and through her hair in a frustrating motion, "All that hard work! Gone! And the wolves here! The poor things must be completely terrified! I bet that's why the tracks I find keep moving south of the college. If they leave the region than it will be almost impossible to get them back and to repopulate them here." She was blabbering on by now and giving a heavy sigh, slumped down to sit on a near by rock, shaking her head, "It really is sick. How someone can harm something so beautiful as wolves." She fixed her glasses on her face and rested her forehead against her hand, giving the boy another slightly annoyed look and answered him with a wave of her hand, "There's a pharmacy just two blocks down from the college. They should have the cough medicine, but I doubt they carry coconut water. For tat you'll probably have to go to the farmer's market across from the public library on 50th street." She stood up, looking more annoyed and frustrated now, "I'm going to find that pack...and when I do I'll have proof to show the college and city wildlife comity. They'll have to stop the killings if I prove to them there is a pack out here." She mumbled to herself, then moved forward, more determined than ever now to find those wolves.
Conner smiled brightly and shook her hand, "Haha, no name? Okay new girl. Well, welcome back to Carson. You probably didn't miss much in those years. Nothing really goes on in this town. It's as small and quiet as ever." He laughed lightly, sticking his hands in his pockets, "So, do you always come wandering into the art classrooms when you have a headache, or is this something new for you?" He would have thought someone with a headache would go and lie down in their dorm or go get some fresh air. Even go to the nurse's station to get some head ache medicine. Not wonder into art rooms with fumes of all sorts like markers and paints. Still, maybe that was just her. From what he could tell, she was strange and different, something that he took interest in. There weren't any other girl's in Carson like her. She was pretty cool. He made a mental note to keep checking up on her and hope to get closer to her. Even if it was just as a friend, though if he were honest, he at that moment, was hoping it would turn to something more, strange considering he had just met the girl.
Conner smiled brightly and shook her hand, "Haha, no name? Okay new girl. Well, welcome back to Carson. You probably didn't miss much in those years. Nothing really goes on in this town. It's as small and quiet as ever." He laughed lightly, sticking his hands in his pockets, "So, do you always come wandering into the art classrooms when you have a headache, or is this something new for you?" He would have thought someone with a headache would go and lie down in their dorm or go get some fresh air. Even go to the nurse's station to get some head ache medicine. Not wonder into art rooms with fumes of all sorts like markers and paints. Still, maybe that was just her. From what he could tell, she was strange and different, something that he took interest in. There weren't any other girl's in Carson like her. She was pretty cool. He made a mental note to keep checking up on her and hope to get closer to her. Even if it was just as a friend, though if he were honest, he at that moment, was hoping it would turn to something more, strange considering he had just met the girl.
Mirabella didn't like the stares she got as she, Ebeneezer and Reverend Stone walked through the town. She walked along, tense and close to her future husband, as they made their way to the courthouse. It was a slight relief when they made it to the courthouse and out of the gawking eyes of the townsfolk, but that relief didn't last long when the questioning started. Ebeneezer did wonderfully in answering the questions and giving scriptures so as to convince them that this marriage was very lawful. And everything was looking just fine, that is, until the judge and his son walked into the room, immediately throwing out accusations and denying her the right to marry considering the arrangement made previously and traditions.
This made her back up nervously and flinch when Enoch pointed his finger at her. She was fearful that they might actually win this argument at that point. But, thankfully, Ebeneezer was quick to speak up and shoot down every comment the judge or his son gave. It was when Ebeneezer turned to her, changing his tone and speaking gently to her, that her eyes widened at hearing his command for her to tell them how she felt. She looked on nervously at the glared of the judge and his son, causing her to shrink back lightly against Ebeneezer. When she did speak, it was quiet and trembling though very sure of her decision, "I do not, nor have I ever, loved Enoch. I do not wish to marry him. I wish to marry Ebeneezer Stone."
She stayed very close to Ebeneezer, fearing that the strong Enoch might lash out at her if she got too close. Her blue eyes moved about the people in the courtroom, hoping that her stating that would help their situation and have she and Ebeneezer wed so she would not have to go back to Enoch. And even more so, so that Ebeneezer would not tell the court of her late night dance in the woods. Tense and nervous, she awaited to hear and see what the reaction of all in the room would be.
This made her back up nervously and flinch when Enoch pointed his finger at her. She was fearful that they might actually win this argument at that point. But, thankfully, Ebeneezer was quick to speak up and shoot down every comment the judge or his son gave. It was when Ebeneezer turned to her, changing his tone and speaking gently to her, that her eyes widened at hearing his command for her to tell them how she felt. She looked on nervously at the glared of the judge and his son, causing her to shrink back lightly against Ebeneezer. When she did speak, it was quiet and trembling though very sure of her decision, "I do not, nor have I ever, loved Enoch. I do not wish to marry him. I wish to marry Ebeneezer Stone."
She stayed very close to Ebeneezer, fearing that the strong Enoch might lash out at her if she got too close. Her blue eyes moved about the people in the courtroom, hoping that her stating that would help their situation and have she and Ebeneezer wed so she would not have to go back to Enoch. And even more so, so that Ebeneezer would not tell the court of her late night dance in the woods. Tense and nervous, she awaited to hear and see what the reaction of all in the room would be.
Truth be told, standing before Reverend Stone was quite intimidating and scary. Still, she remained calm in appearance and continued to hold Ebeneezer's hand tightly as if seeking silent support as she was spoken to and questioned by his father. When asked the important question if she could possibly try to love his son. Her blue eyes moved from the old man to Ebeneezer, looking at him for a moment, before she looked back at the old man.
She spoke softly, nodding her head, "Yes sir. I will try to love him." How could she not at least try. After all, if she wad going to be married to him, she couldn't constantly avoid him or hate him. She would attempt to be a loyal and loving wife, it was the least she could do.
She really hoped this all turn out okay. That this marriage, even though having been arranged on not the best terms, would be one neither would come to regret. Maybe they would even come to love each other one day. Only time and God would be able to tell.
She held onto her future husband's hands hand firmly, her eyes on the old man, waiting for his final agreement and blessing so the three of them could make their way to the courthouse.
She spoke softly, nodding her head, "Yes sir. I will try to love him." How could she not at least try. After all, if she wad going to be married to him, she couldn't constantly avoid him or hate him. She would attempt to be a loyal and loving wife, it was the least she could do.
She really hoped this all turn out okay. That this marriage, even though having been arranged on not the best terms, would be one neither would come to regret. Maybe they would even come to love each other one day. Only time and God would be able to tell.
She held onto her future husband's hands hand firmly, her eyes on the old man, waiting for his final agreement and blessing so the three of them could make their way to the courthouse.
Mirabella stood in front of the door worriedly, waiting for someone to answer the door, only hear a voice form inside speaking quite loudly. It was Ebeneezer, speaking to who Mira assumed to be his father. He was speaking to his father, about her. Saying he would not let the opinions of the congregation stop he from doing what was right in God's eyes by saving her from her abuse. It was quiet for a moment after that and very soon she heard footsteps. Mira looked up when Ebeneezer opened the door and breathed a slight sigh of relief that he had came to the door before anyone had come to question her about her being present at the doorstep.
She saw his smile falter and winced lightly when his fingertips brushed the fresh bruise on her cheek. It was a gentleness she was not used to. She looked at him with her bright blue eyes, an unsure look on her face, for she was truly unsure how this gentleness shown by him made her feel. She knew there was safety. But if there was anything else then she could not point it out. Not just yet anyway.
She hesitantly reached out, nodding as she took his hand, "Very well." She followed him forward into the house carefully, looking around, her grip tightening on his hand out of nervousness, coming into the room where his father sat.
She saw his smile falter and winced lightly when his fingertips brushed the fresh bruise on her cheek. It was a gentleness she was not used to. She looked at him with her bright blue eyes, an unsure look on her face, for she was truly unsure how this gentleness shown by him made her feel. She knew there was safety. But if there was anything else then she could not point it out. Not just yet anyway.
She hesitantly reached out, nodding as she took his hand, "Very well." She followed him forward into the house carefully, looking around, her grip tightening on his hand out of nervousness, coming into the room where his father sat.
Anna blinked in surprise at the rude temper of the boy in front of her. Glaring at him she spoke up on the matter, hands obviously her him in a know it all and stern fashion, "I said the college owns the forest. Not the wildlife that resides within. And for your information, the college changes nothing within the forest. In fact, the might as well be called a reserve. The only people who come here are the zoology student to take research on the animals. Everything here stays within its natural state with little to no human intervention. Not that I expect people like you," She said eyeing him up and down with an unimpressed look on her face, "to understand such important information. Now run along back the delinquency facility you came from." She stated, turning with a better than you attitude and her head held hair as she walked past him, further into the forest.
When he heard someone walk into the art classroom, Connor looked up and smiled to see a very pretty girl standing there. He was surprised. He thought he knew just about everyone on the small campus, but he was so sure he had never seen this girl before. He stood up and nodded, "I understand. Headaches are killer and the art rooms are the quietest places you can be on campus, especially when class doesn't start in here for another hour." Walking over to her, he held out hid hand to her, " I'm Connor. I don't think I've ever seen you here. Are you new to the college?"
When he heard someone walk into the art classroom, Connor looked up and smiled to see a very pretty girl standing there. He was surprised. He thought he knew just about everyone on the small campus, but he was so sure he had never seen this girl before. He stood up and nodded, "I understand. Headaches are killer and the art rooms are the quietest places you can be on campus, especially when class doesn't start in here for another hour." Walking over to her, he held out hid hand to her, " I'm Connor. I don't think I've ever seen you here. Are you new to the college?"
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After traveling for a little bit into the woods, Annabella finally felt she had searched long enough for the day, and turned to start making her way back to the town so that she wouldn't be late for her classes at the college. Only, when she did turn, she spotted someone out of the corner of her eyes and spotted a young man with black shaggy hair just a little ways away, wearing clothes that were definitely not suitable for the cold winter weather outside. Not only that, but this side of the forest was supposed to belong o the college, only to be used for the research done by zoology majors. She knew almost all the zoology majors in the small college, and, as far as she knew, this man was not a zoology major.She blinked in surprise and slowly stepped forward, "Um...excuse me. Are you lost? These woods are only supposed to be for the zoology students at Carson University. If you would like, I can lead you back to the town." She asked, though it was somewhat quietly.
Something about this boy didn't seem exactly....right. He was dark and brooding. And didn't seem like he very much enjoyed the fact she had noticed him out int he woods. It made her wonder slightly what he had been up to. Hopefully not hunting, as that could very well disrupt the wild life research she and the other students have been doing for the past few weeks. She took a few more steps forward, being careful to keep her distance in case this man really was up to no good, "What....are you doing out here anyway?"
Conner grinned as he walked onto the campus and toward the art halls. It had been pretty tough when he first started college to figure out what exactly he wanted his major be. After all, he loved art, music, writing, acting, and any other fine arts one could think of. But art was the one he was better at. He loved to paint and sketch. It was like bringing the images in his head to life. It allowed him to express himself the way he wanted to without worrying about the judgement from his peers. It was the greatest thing to be able to do. He had been doing it all his life too, so he was rather good at it, just as he was with all the other types of fine arts.
He grinned more as he stepped into class and took his seat, taking out his sketchbook. He began to sketch, a huge smile on his face.
(Sorry conner's is short.)
After traveling for a little bit into the woods, Annabella finally felt she had searched long enough for the day, and turned to start making her way back to the town so that she wouldn't be late for her classes at the college. Only, when she did turn, she spotted someone out of the corner of her eyes and spotted a young man with black shaggy hair just a little ways away, wearing clothes that were definitely not suitable for the cold winter weather outside. Not only that, but this side of the forest was supposed to belong o the college, only to be used for the research done by zoology majors. She knew almost all the zoology majors in the small college, and, as far as she knew, this man was not a zoology major.She blinked in surprise and slowly stepped forward, "Um...excuse me. Are you lost? These woods are only supposed to be for the zoology students at Carson University. If you would like, I can lead you back to the town." She asked, though it was somewhat quietly.
Something about this boy didn't seem exactly....right. He was dark and brooding. And didn't seem like he very much enjoyed the fact she had noticed him out int he woods. It made her wonder slightly what he had been up to. Hopefully not hunting, as that could very well disrupt the wild life research she and the other students have been doing for the past few weeks. She took a few more steps forward, being careful to keep her distance in case this man really was up to no good, "What....are you doing out here anyway?"
Conner grinned as he walked onto the campus and toward the art halls. It had been pretty tough when he first started college to figure out what exactly he wanted his major be. After all, he loved art, music, writing, acting, and any other fine arts one could think of. But art was the one he was better at. He loved to paint and sketch. It was like bringing the images in his head to life. It allowed him to express himself the way he wanted to without worrying about the judgement from his peers. It was the greatest thing to be able to do. He had been doing it all his life too, so he was rather good at it, just as he was with all the other types of fine arts.
He grinned more as he stepped into class and took his seat, taking out his sketchbook. He began to sketch, a huge smile on his face.
(Sorry conner's is short.)
Trudging through the dense forests in the middle of winter was not exactly the smartest idea Annabella Thomason had since she moved to Carson. The snow was almost to her knees and it was absolutely freezing. But still, this was part of her personal research so she continued on through the trees, shivering all the while, "Why did it have to snow? It didn't snow last week! This is what I get for putting research off for a later date." She mumbled to herself stumbling slightly as she pushed along. She was looking for a wolf. The first time she had came to Carson, which was just a month ago, she had been exploring out in the woods, when she found what she believed to be wolf tracks. Which was strange, considering wolves hadn't been in this region of the country in over a hundred years. It was the reason her main focus was on wolves. She was striving to get her degree so she could reintroduce wolves protected under the law to this region.
As she went along, she spotted tracks int he distance and rushed forward, a huge smile on her face when she saw they were indeed wolf tracks. Reaching in her bag, she pulled out her camera and took a picture of them, before grabbing her map from the bag as well, marking on it where she had found these tracks. Once that was done, she rushed through the deep snow, and at the same time, tried to keep quiet in hopes of maybe seeing this wolf and not scaring it off. If she really could find this wolf and bring her research back to the college, it would be great. After all, any upcoming zoologist would die for a chance to discover that the wolves were bringing themselves back to this area after so long.
Tightening her scarf around her neck to keep the chill of the cool air from her, she followed the tracks very closely, though, hadn't even gotten a mile when they just suddenly...disappeared. Confused on her face, she began looking about, going in all directions, but could not find the rest of the tracks. It was like they had vanished into thin air. She frowned more and sighed, "Well, that is just my luck." She continued forward, planning to go just a couple of more miles in searching before she would head back to town for her classes.
(I'll introduce my human character in my next post after you do your intro.)
As she went along, she spotted tracks int he distance and rushed forward, a huge smile on her face when she saw they were indeed wolf tracks. Reaching in her bag, she pulled out her camera and took a picture of them, before grabbing her map from the bag as well, marking on it where she had found these tracks. Once that was done, she rushed through the deep snow, and at the same time, tried to keep quiet in hopes of maybe seeing this wolf and not scaring it off. If she really could find this wolf and bring her research back to the college, it would be great. After all, any upcoming zoologist would die for a chance to discover that the wolves were bringing themselves back to this area after so long.
Tightening her scarf around her neck to keep the chill of the cool air from her, she followed the tracks very closely, though, hadn't even gotten a mile when they just suddenly...disappeared. Confused on her face, she began looking about, going in all directions, but could not find the rest of the tracks. It was like they had vanished into thin air. She frowned more and sighed, "Well, that is just my luck." She continued forward, planning to go just a couple of more miles in searching before she would head back to town for her classes.
(I'll introduce my human character in my next post after you do your intro.)
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