Huff Puff!

Well, helloooo there, little nuggets. I mean people! Did I say nuggets? Hah! Sometimes I just say the craziest thiiiiings.... Where was I. Oh! My name is Wolfson. Warren Wolfson. Oh, cripes, never mind. Just call me Wolf. And don't worry, I've had extensive therapy. But if you ever hurt my Virginia, I will bite. Hard. And it's much worse than my bark. Now, the most important question. Do you, by chance, have anything to eat? ((RP blog for the character from the 10th Kingdom. Set after he's come back to New York with Virginia.))

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

House of Wolves || @born2gorge

[born2gorge-blog]

Wolf started another question when the bird darted away. He growled a little, wishing the little things weren’t so frustratingly quick. “Magic birds,” he muttered, scratching at his temple briefly. “Always so cryptic.” His irritation faded a little, however, at the realization that they were going back. Virginia’s sigh only confirmed that. “Cripes, I can hardly believe it!” he exclaimed. “Back to the Nine Kingdoms in under a year. Who would’ve guessed? Huff puff, this calls for packing. Entirely food of course.” Did it matter that the traveling mirror linked them directly from Central Park to one of wings at Wendell’s palace? Not at all. It called for packed lunch. Wolf’s rambling and bustling trailed off however, as he realized that going back meant sad things as well. Sad things like telling Tony he wasn’t going to be a Granddad after all.

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

Virginia was quiet a moment. Trying to sort out her thoughts. She nodded vaguely as Wolf rambled on about what food to pack. When he trailed off she looked up at him. “Food would be good. We’ll need other things too. We weren’t exactly prepared last time we were there.” She was purposely avoiding what they were both thinking. How was she going to tell dad that they’s lost the baby…”Um…I’m sure Wendell will give us some things when we get there…but go ahead and pack some food. I doubt they’ll be prepared for how much you eat,” she said with a small smile.

[born2gorge-blog]

She was doing her own rambling now and it pained him to see. And much as he wanted to smell clean air again, and run through a forest bigger than only one square mile, Virginia's happiness came first. Facing her, he took her shoulders in his hands, ducking down slightly to meet her eyes. "If you don't want to go, we don't have to go. You don't owe the Kingdoms anything. Not after what you gave up before." Aside from the emotional pain that awaited, there was the danger of a new adventure. They'd all nearly died multiple times on the last go. New York was a dangerous place, but it was nothing compared to that fairytale land. 

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

House of Wolves || @born2gorge

[born2gorge-blog]

“Huff puff,” Wolf muttered with a roll of his eyes. “Figures the prince can’t do anything on his own.” It was still strange to call the man they’d all gotten to know as a dog as anything other than Prince. His gaze darted to Virgina’s features as she asked about her father, though. Even he missed Tony a little. The man might’ve been stupid, but he’d turned out to be pretty brave in the end. They all had. And Virginia cared about her father more than almost anything. That made the bumbling human part of Wolf’s new improvized pack. His head snapped back to the bird, however, in shock. “Second Kingdom—but thats’ home!” He glanced back at Virginia worriedly. “The Second Kingdom is plagued by bad wolfs and almost constant civil war between the north and south. And that’s a normal day.” How could a place as chaotic as his birthplace be assigned ‘unrest’? 

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

Virginia put her free hand on Wolf’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort him a little. If Wolf’s home was half as chaotic as he said, ‘unrest’ didn’t bode well. “Your questions will be answered when you reach the castle,” the bird said, “You may call on us to help but three times. Knowing how much trouble you seem to get yourself into, you’ll need it.” And with that the magic sparrow flew off, presumably back towards where the mirror’s entry point to her world was. After a moment Virginia sighed and ran a hand through her hair. “Here we go again…”

[born2gorge-blog]

Wolf started another question when the bird darted away. He growled a little, wishing the little things weren't so frustratingly quick. "Magic birds," he muttered, scratching at his temple briefly. "Always so cryptic." His irritation faded a little, however, at the realization that they were going back. Virginia's sigh only confirmed that. "Cripes, I can hardly believe it!" he exclaimed. "Back to the Nine Kingdoms in under a year. Who would've guessed? Huff puff, this calls for packing. Entirely food of course." Did it matter that the traveling mirror linked them directly from Central Park to one of wings at Wendell's palace? Not at all. It called for packed lunch. Wolf's rambling and bustling trailed off however, as he realized that going back meant sad things as well. Sad things like telling Tony he wasn't going to be a Granddad after all.

[born2gorge-blog]

ooc: Okay, need sleep. :3

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

House of Wolves || @born2gorge

[born2gorge-blog]

Tasks that would have seemed menial to most were pleasant to Wolf. It was nice. It was so very nice. The nicest. He’d never had anything to call his own. Not really. Such was the life of a Wolf without a pack. But now he had the diner and employees and Virginia. And he was mostly used to the strange magic of her world. Wolfies were good at adapting, after all, and the Tenth Kingdom was full of exciting things. But he was happiest here. In these sort of moments, with his Virginia within earshot, if not always eyeline. And he could always smell her. No matter where she went or how far, he could find his soulmate.

His head tilted sharply at a high-pitched, almost non-existent noise, and he sniffed at the air, sifting through the multiple delectable food scents. It was familiar. It was…

At Virginia’s yell, he dropped everything he was doing—which thankfully was only a piece of paper and a pen—and darted around the corner. With an audible gasp, he finally identified the scent at the sight of the brightly-feathered bird. “Magic birds! Here?” Arriving at Virginia’s side, he processed something else and chose to address Virginia rather than the little sparrows that had a special fondness for his fiancee. He frowned. “Did you say Wendell?”

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

She nodded, “Apparently he needs our help with something. Must have thought the  magic bird would be less likely to get lost.” Virginia leaned forward and opened the window a bit wider, and offered her hand to the sparrow. It hopped onto her out stretched hand and tilted it’s head at the both of them. “This place is very strange. So noisy and bright. And it’s night time.” Virginia sighed a little, feeling a bit impatient. “You said that Wendell needed help. Help with what? Has something happened? Is my dad okay?” She couldn’t quite keep the worry out of her voice as she rapidly fired the questions. The bird hopped around a bit in Virginia’s hand to tilt it’s head at her. ”Antony Lewis? He is well. But there is unrest in the 2nd Kingdom.”

[born2gorge-blog]

"Huff puff," Wolf muttered with a roll of his eyes. "Figures the prince can't do anything on his own." It was still strange to call the man they'd all gotten to know as a dog as anything other than Prince. His gaze darted to Virgina's features as she asked about her father, though. Even he missed Tony a little. The man might've been stupid, but he'd turned out to be pretty brave in the end. They all had. And Virginia cared about her father more than almost anything. That made the bumbling human part of Wolf's new improvized pack. His head snapped back to the bird, however, in shock. "Second Kingdom--but thats' home!" He glanced back at Virginia worriedly. "The Second Kingdom is plagued by bad wolfs and almost constant civil war between the north and south. And that's a normal day." How could a place as chaotic as his birthplace be assigned 'unrest'? 

[the-parallel-road-blog]

“Only a mountain has lived long enough to listen objectively to the howl of a wolf.” -Aldo Leopold

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

House of Wolves || @born2gorge

Happily Ever After. Usually that means it’s the end of the story. The Evil Queen or Wicked Witch has met their end. Prince Charming saved the Princess. Peace rains throughout the kingdom. Sometimes though, Happily Ever After doesn’t last as long as we’d like. 

It had been only 7 months since Virginia and Wolf came back to New York through the magic mirror. Somehow though it had felt a lot longer. The diner they ran together was bustling with business. It was different then when she had been waitressing before…She was happier somehow. Being engaged to the half-wolf cook may have been part of it. Virginia was stocking the last of the paper products, while Wolf was getting things ready for the morning crew the next day. When Virginia heard a small voice, “Hello? Virginia? I have a message…Virginia.” Virginia looked up from what she was doing, but didn’t see anyone. “Hello,” she called, sounding uncertain. “The window. Come to the window.” Virginia frowned but carefully did as the voice said. But all that was there was a bird… “Virginia, I have a message for you,” the bird said in a high pitched voice. “His highness, King Wendell needs your assistance.”

“Assistance?” Virginia didn’t like the sound of that. Not if it was anything like last time. “Wolf! Come here! There’s a message from Wendell,” She called. If she was going to be doing Prince-eh King Wendell any favors, she wanted Wolf to be there.

[born2gorge-blog]

Tasks that would have seemed menial to most were pleasant to Wolf. It was nice. It was so very nice. The nicest. He'd never had anything to call his own. Not really. Such was the life of a Wolf without a pack. But now he had the diner and employees and Virginia. And he was mostly used to the strange magic of her world. Wolfies were good at adapting, after all, and the Tenth Kingdom was full of exciting things. But he was happiest here. In these sort of moments, with his Virginia within earshot, if not always eyeline. And he could always smell her. No matter where she went or how far, he could find his soulmate.

His head tilted sharply at a high-pitched, almost non-existent noise, and he sniffed at the air, sifting through the multiple delectable food scents. It was familiar. It was...

At Virginia's yell, he dropped everything he was doing--which thankfully was only a piece of paper and a pen--and darted around the corner. With an audible gasp, he finally identified the scent at the sight of the brightly-feathered bird. "Magic birds! Here?" Arriving at Virginia's side, he processed something else and chose to address Virginia rather than the little sparrows that had a special fondness for his fiancee. He frowned. "Did you say Wendell?"

[thecrowandnightingale]

[born2gorge-blog]

“That’s the idea!” Brightening noticeably, it was soon overcast again. “Where are my manners! We haven’t been introduced. My name is Wolf.”

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

“Norah Stuart,” she offered her hand.

[born2gorge-blog]

“A pleasure, to be sure.” He took her hand but instead of shaking it, bowed with a flourish and kissed the back of it. 

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

She laughed, at the gesture. No one did these things anymore, “Don’ be so sure o’ that,” she smirked.

[born2gorge-blog]

"Well..." He straightened, giving that legitmate thought. "Unless you're a bad witch...then yes, I think it is."

[born2gorge-blog]

greenwitchwimble started following you

Wolf didn’t even get a full whiff before that familiar tingle made him want to sneeze. ”More magic!” he exclaimed. Always did have a habit of talking before thinking. “Huff puff! Who knew the Tenth Kingdom would have so much of it?”

[greenwitchwimble--archive-blog]

“Down boy, down.” Apparently going for a walk at night around this part of town attracted some of the weirdest people. However in this case, a Wolf. The witch holds her hands up in her own defense, in case the Wolf decided to try anything crazy. “Did you just… Say something about Magic?” Of course, he could probably smell it…

[born2gorge-blog]

He backed away a few paces, realizing his mistake of being overexcited yet again. New York was a crazy place, full of crazy people and most didn't bat an eye, but it was still probably rude to sniff people. Right? "Ahhh...did I?" He tried briefly to play at normal, but found himself nervously scratching at his temple, so he nodded. "I did, yes." An attempt at a friendly smile, then.

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

“Yeah, but it means y’lack to reservations of the light,” she said. “When they take hold ye can jus’ go ahead an’ break their hands.” she said only slightly teasing. “I dislike extremes of either type. Which’re ye?”

[born2gorge-blog]

“Which?” He repeated almost as if to make his brain focus away from the mental image of breaking hands. “I’m good. I’m…better. All nice now.”

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

“Yercch,” she said, teasing.

[born2gorge-blog]

“Nice is perfectly okay!” he exclaimed, defensively. “Especially when you have a reputation for not-so-nice.”

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

“I’m teasin’,” she said lightly, “Do whatever makes ye happiest.”

[born2gorge-blog]

“That’s the idea!” Brightening noticeably, it was soon overcast again. “Where are my manners! We haven’t been introduced. My name is Wolf.”

[littleladyraven-deactivated2014]

“Norah Stuart,” she offered her hand.

[born2gorge-blog]

"A pleasure, to be sure." He took her hand but instead of shaking it, bowed with a flourish and kissed the back of it. 

[theoriginalcount]

Not very long. Pretty soon after we got here. First time I’ve ever owned anything, really. [turns, curious] Are you hungry?

How long have you been here? A little bit hungry but I should be fine for now.

[born2gorge-blog]

A few months. Six? Seven? [seems to count in his head] Seven. Are you sure? I’m starving. Might just whip something up while you make your call. 

[theoriginalcount]

No, thank you, but I appreciate the offer. I merely need to call someone to send a plane over or even arrange for a place for me to slumber.

[born2gorge-blog]

[Unlocks the closed-down diner and hesitates, glancing off down the street as his thoughts drift to Virginia. But this'll be fast. He enters and circles around into the kitchen.] Phone's here! Don't mind me! [Moving through the dark kitchen with ease, he starts picking at different containers.]

[born2gorge-blog]

greenwitchwimble started following you

Wolf didn't even get a full whiff before that familiar tingle made him want to sneeze. "More magic!" he exclaimed. Always did have a habit of talking before thinking. "Huff puff! Who knew the Tenth Kingdom would have so much of it?"

[theoriginalcount]

Not very long. Pretty soon after we got here. First time I’ve ever owned anything, really. [turns, curious] Are you hungry?

How long have you been here? A little bit hungry but I should be fine for now.

[born2gorge-blog]

A few months. Six? Seven? [seems to count in his head] Seven. Are you sure? I'm starving. Might just whip something up while you make your call. 

[born2gorge-blog]

ooc: Okay, it's half three

I need to sleeeeep. 

But brace yourselves.

The weekend is coming.

slkdjflsghkdjf I love Wolf.

Okay, bye.

[born2gorge-blog]

How long ago was that? You don’t need a snack? Anything? [His hand settles over her stomach on reflex, but is quick to slide to her waist instead. She’s not sad anymore and he’s glad for that, but he still worries]

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

Just a few hours ago. Really I’m fine. *She didn’t miss his hand resting on her stomach for a moment before it settled on her waist. She felt a pang for a moment for the child they’d lost but pushed it away. Giving Wolf a quick peck on the lips* I’m fine…Promise.

[born2gorge-blog]

[He returns the kiss and then brushes one to her forehead, nuzzling into her hair as he pulls her closer.] And you’ll tell me if you’re ever not.

[waitressnotshepherdress-blog]

*She wrapped her arms around him as he nuzzled at her hair* Always. *She looked up at him* I love you. Have I told you that lately?

[born2gorge-blog]

[He lights up just like it's the first time she's ever said it] Just a few minutes ago. But I don't mind. I love you, too, Virginia. Ever after.

[theoriginalcount]

Understandable though how long you owned your own place of business? I have a few investments but times are interesting.

-walks after him -

[born2gorge-blog]

Not very long. Pretty soon after we got here. First time I've ever owned anything, really. [turns, curious] Are you hungry?

[theoriginalcount]

I do but walking in water makes a cell phone become just a soggy paper weight.

[born2gorge-blog]

[blurts out a laugh] Of course! Silly me. Ah...this way. [abruptly turns on his heel, walking back the way he'd come]