Firekeeper is sitting on the steps of the Mansion in human form, looking sore and very unhappy. Not sad, just sulking. And watching the woods with a scowl. She did not like any part of that encounter last night, and she especially didn't like being beaten. That just smarts. 

Current Mood: annoyed

Firekeeper is sprawled in the grass underneath a tree, picking at leaves and sulking a bit. Only a bit, though, because wolves know that sulking doesn't really get you anywhere. Part of the sulking has to do with the tree and her continued inability to climb it, the rest just with the same old Feelings surrounding a certain One of hers. Firekeeper doesn't know much about crushes and infatuation and those things. All she knows is that the weird feeling that she gets around Mabon - and there it is again! just at his name - isn't going away, and it's rather bothering her. Even if it is nice, the little jumps in her belly when she's near him.

But mostly annoying. Though never at Mabon, of course - Firekeeper's wholly incapable of being annoyed at Mabon.

Current Mood: annoyed

Firekeeper has been bored lately. Bored wolves tend to get into mischief, but without Packmates to bother, she's just been sulking outside under her favorite tree, sometimes human, sometimes wolf, but always with an expression of extreme teenage displeasure on her face. Today she is bipedal, fortunately for some, and currently shredding the leaves off an innocent dandelion and scowling earnestly. At this point, any company is better than this. 

Current Mood: bored

Firekeeper is currently very wolfly looking and is curled up on a rock by the lake, napping and enjoying the relative warmth on the rocks, her eyes closed and her long red tongue lolling out of her mouth. She looks practically blissful, and is extraordinarily relaxed.

Current Mood: cheerful

Another note appears attached to a gift, this time a rather larger basket, written in large, unmistakably wobbly block letters.

To Mabon From Firekeeper

I hope you like them.

The basket contains three of the largest, fattest grouses Firekeeper could find hunting. Firekeeper herself is only a little ways away, perched on top of a rock and watching the tree, determined to wait until her One finds it.

Current Mood: hopeful

Well, damn.

After meeting a few dangerously armed men, wolfly Firekeeper got shot dead. She lived less than a minute after being shot.

So here she is, dead on the floor. And no melting back to human shape for her - she's still very much a wolf.

Anyone wanting to deal with her may, by any means.

Current Mood: exanimate

She glides in with the same wild grace as the large wolf at her side. Her blue eyes and his brown eyes scan the entrance way warily, and she frowns slightly, rocking back on her heels. She's dressed in simple breeches and a loose blouse, her hand resting on the withers of the wolf. "This isn't home," she says, her voice tinged with a peculiar accent.

((typist: Yes, it is. Firekeeper and Blind Seer from the Firekeeper Saga by Jane M. Lindskold. She was raised by wolves after her village burned down in a fire, and was only recently brought back to humans. She can talk to any type of animal. Blind Seer was her pack-mate who chose to go with her when she returned to civilization. A few links to help you out: this fanlisting and this one have some information about the character - the author's homepage has some information about the series.

Enjoy, I hope.))

Current Mood: wary