Solo Trials and Failure

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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 5th, 2014, 3:34 am

Miirza walked down the street on the other side of the gate, thinking to herself. She was heading toward the market district, not even thinking that the stores were most likely closed. When she reached the side road that would take her to her destination, she stopped. Having just realized she probably couldn't buy anything at this hour, she turned around and headed toward her childhood home. It only took her a few moments before she came within sight of the small house, she knew the way well having gone shopping with her mother on multiple occasions. She stood there looking at her house of old for a while. It was unnaturally dark inside, her parents couldn't be asleep already. She had a strange feeling that something was amiss. She slowly walked up toward the door and tried the handle. Darn, locked. She tried knocking, no answer. At this point she was getting anxious. Where are they, she thought, don't they hear the knocking. She knocked again, still nothing.

She looked around, walked up to a window, and peered inside. Completely dark, and worse yet, no furniture. Now she was getting hysterical, she rushed to the door and started pounding furiously. Nothing. She had been pounding so hard on the door that her hand started to hurt. After a minute, she gave up, turned around, and slid down the door into a sitting position. She couldn't stop the warm tears accumulating in her eyes, and she didn't even wipe them away as they slid down her face. She had never felt this alone in her life. No parents, no siblings, no one. She looked around, thinking about what she should do now, not really wanting to believe they were actually gone. That's when she noticed a small shimmer on the ground. She picked it up and looked closely at it. Maybe she could pick the lock, see what happened. It's worth a try, she thought.

She picked herself up off the ground, turned towards the door, and took a deep breath. She had never tried something like this before. Breaking into houses was something her oldest brother enjoyed doing, not her. She had seen him do it once though, and it hadn't looked too difficult. If he can do it, so can I, she thought defiantly. She slowly poked the would be lockpick into the keyhole, and jiggled it around a bit. That didn't work, so she changed tactics. She attempted to poke the proper spot of the locking mechanism just right, but that also didn't lead to anything except the pick slipping out of her fingers and her punching the door handle.

"Ouch," she said through gritted teeth. She stood there a second to regain her composure, and then tried again. Maybe, she thought, if I jiggle and poke, it'll work. So she proceeded to jiggle and poke at the keyhole, and when she thought she may have finally succeeded, klink, the small metal pick she had been trying to gain entrance into her childhood home with snapped. She pulled her hand away, and looked at what she still grasped. Her eyes widened in disbelief, as defeat washed over her whole being. Fresh tears welled up in her eyes, and she openly cried so hard that a passing guard looked up and saw her standing there.

When the guard reached her, he asked, "What's amiss young lady?"

Miirza, now crying hysterically, couldn't answer. The guard, realizing she was in distress, tried to comfort her. "It's ok," the guard said. "Why are you crying?" He reached out and put a hand on her shoulder, trying to quell the tears.

Miirza couldn't stop crying though. She had been so excited to see her mother again, and her father, and the fact that she couldn't get in just was too much to handle. Slowly however, she was able to slow her crying to manageable, enough to ask the guard, "What h...happened to th...the couple that li...lived here?"

The guard looked at the house and looked back at the Miirza. "Did you know them?"

Miirza nodded and said, "They're my parents."

At this, the guards face saddened. "Oh... um, well they apparently packed up and went south, people saying that they were talking about too many memories here that they didn't want to be around."

Miirza looked up at this, fresh tears already starting. "Does anyone know where?" she managed to ask before she lost herself again.

The guard came closer and held her while she cried. "Possibly one of the neighbors," he said.

Miirza nodded and tried to rid herself of her tears. She pulled away form him and smiled, "Thank you." The guard nodded, and, after making sure she was ok, went back to his rounds. Miirza sighed deeply, looked around, and went back the way she came. She would go back outside the city, to the small wooded area and get some sleep, and then maybe travel south to see what there was to see. she doubted that she would ever see her parents again, but there was always a possibility for something. She would probably spend the rest of this year or so hunting and getting some money, then set out to explore the world.
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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 5th, 2014, 6:04 am

As she walked out of the city, she felt a lot calmer, walks always did that for her. On the outside of the gate, she turned toward a small patch of trees and meandered towards it. When she reached her destination, she found a comfortable spot, undressed, and switched into wolf form so she wouldn't have to worry about getting cold at night. She then curled up, nose to tail, and closed her eyes. The last thing she remembered thinking before sleep took hold was that she had to strengthen her emotions, she was an adult now, and she needed to act like one instead of break out into tears every time life threw her askew.
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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 6th, 2014, 6:43 am

Miirza woke up the next morning, still slightly worn through. For the first few moments after waking she stayed curled up, relishing in the warmth all around her. She could've stayed in her current position all day, but unfortunately the tip of her tail started to itch. She tried to relieve it by nibbling at it, but to no avail. She decided now was as good a time as any to get up and maybe hunt for some breakfast, maybe a hare or something similar. After getting onto all fours, she shook all the snow that had accumulated on her as she slept off, and trotted off in search of annoying little things that were oh so tasty.

She searched the air for any scents. Walking in a sweeping arc through the small woodland outside the big ice city, she couldn't help but catch scents of human food, but she was after something a bit fresher. For about half an hour she searched for that elusive scent that signaled breakfast, to no avail. All she got was from the city, but she didn't want anything from in there at the moment. Finally, about an hour after waking, she found it. It was definitely the smell of a small thing. She could tell because it was so heavy with fear. She slowly and quietly followed the scent to a small clump of bushes, but before she could jump in, the small hare took off. This was obviously no problem for her, rushing after the small creature whom smelled so much of fear. A handful of running strides, and she had it, pinned under a paw, her head held high in triumph. She looked down at it, and grinning as only a wolf can, she bit into it and started ripping out the flesh. She had always relished in the hunt, always enjoyed the taste of meat right after a kill. She was a wolf after all, and what else would anyone expect.

Having eaten, she decided that now was as good a time as any to get what she was here to get. She slowly worked her way back to where she had slept through the night, which also happened to be where her stuff was, buried under a fallen tree. When she got to her latest bed, she wandered over to said tree and started digging. A few powerful strokes from her fore paws, and the pack was in sight. She then stepped back and let the familiar transformation take hold. A quick shimmer, and where her wolf self had just stood, was the young woman that was her human self. Quickly she grabbed her bag and took out her clothes, pulling each piece on as she took it out.

Once dressed, she closed her pack, and threw it over her shoulders, resting it comfortably on her back. She then looked around, making sure she didn't leave anything behind, and seeing that she wasn't, walked back towards the gate. Passing through, she once again nodded toward the guards in a nonchalant way, and walked towards the market. As she walked, she went over the things she would need, and how much it would all cost her. She was certain that she would have enough for most, if not all, of it, but she always tried to make sure before she stepped into the stores, or up to the stalls she needed.

As she entered the market, she looked around for her first stop. Seeing a stall selling travel equipment, she decided that this was as good a spot as any to start with. She walked up to the stall and browsed through the merchandise. She noticed a somewhat soft looking bedroll, and picking it up, examined it, debating on whether or not she really needed it. After a few minutes of thinking, she decided that she could just sleep in wolf form. Putting it down, she continued to look at the wares. The man behind the counter smiled politely at her, or else helped someone else there. After another couple minutes, she felt that she had made her decision for what to get. She bought one fifty foot hemp rope, and one pair of snowshoes.

"One gold miza, and eight silver please," said the merchant.

Miirza dug out tow gold mizas, and handed them to the man. He gave her two silver mizas back, and she thanked him before walking off to find a fletcher. It only took her a moment to find the shop, having come here often with her father. She walked inside and looked around, letting her eyes adjust to the dim inside of the store.

"Ah welcome," said a rather small man from behind the counter.

"Hello," Miirza replied. She walked up to the counter and asked, "How much for a long bow, and a quiver of arrows?"

"Total, it'll come to 76 gold mizas," said the shopkeeper.

Miirza nodded, took out her money bag and fished through it for the total amount. "I'll take just a standard long bow, and one quiver of arrows the..." she stopped as her eyes fell upon an arrow on display. It was a strange looking arrow to her, having only ever seen arrows that were used to take out Caribou, and deer. "What's that?" she asked.

"Ah that would be a fishing arrow, deadly useful for getting fish at the waters surface," the shopkeeper said.

"How much?"

"Four gold mizas."

"Ok, I'll take a quiver of those along with the other two items then," Miirza said.

"Alright, that will be eighty gold mizas please."

Miirza dug out the four extra mizas, and handed all of it to the man. He went to the back for a short time, returning with a good, yet simple bow, a quiver of plain arrows, and another twenty arrows in a small bundle. He handed the items to Miirza, and thanked her for her business, Miirza replying with a thank you, and she walked back out into the bright sunlight. She decided that she would start hunting the next day, so for the meantime, she was going to go back to where she had slept that night and rest a bit. As she walked through the streets, towards the gate, she took her backpack off and worked the fishing arrows into it. The bow and quiver of plain arrows she slung across her back, and then she attempted to get her bag comfortably around it, which didn't work how she had hoped. She decided she would try and get it figured out later, but for now, it was fine.



(-81 gold mizas and 8 silver mizas)
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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 7th, 2014, 7:38 pm

After spending a whole day getting everything situated and resting up enough for a long hunt, Miirza was excited when she woke up. For a few moments, she relished in the scent her fur let off, but she knew that she would have to get up and get going if she was going to possibly get to a good hunting ground before nightfall. After transforming into her human form, she quickly got dressed, and situated her things across her back. Making sure everything was within reach, she set off into the wilds. She didn't want to go too far out of the city for this first attempt, so she went to a spot she had seen coming towards the city, which she had noticed was full of signs of animal passage. It was maybe two hours out of the gate, so close enough for her to get to shelter if the need arose. As she walked, she thought about the lands to the south. What were they like? What kinds of people lived there? Were there trees and animals to hunt, or was it barren? These thoughts and more crossed her mind on the slow walk to her destination. Every now and then she would reach up and touch the headband that her mother had given her. Where were they now, she thought. The idea of not knowing hurt her, but she resolutely forced herself to stay strong and not start crying. I'm over a year old, she thought to herself, I'm too old to cry over everything that goes wrong. I have to stay strong, just like my mother would.

By the time the sun had reached it's zenith, she had reached her desired hunting ground. She scanned the horizon, and seeing a very small copse of trees, decided that she could probably set up a small camp there. It would give her meager protection from the elements, but it was better then nothing. Entering the copse, she removed her backpack and sat down to rest for a short period of time before she went out to scout out the area for signs of life.
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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 8th, 2014, 4:24 am

Once she felt well rested, Miirza got back up and set out to scout the region around her. She brought her bow just in case, but the rest of her things, she hid away so nothing or no one could get to it. She spent the majority of the afternoon searching the ground for fresh signs of animal passage, but was unsuccessful. Giving up hope, she started to make her way back to her small camp. As she walked, dejected at her inability to find anything if use, she could hear off in the distance the howling of wolves. She looked up and listened, maybe they had found something hunt worthy. No, they were just enjoying the nice evening. Miirza snorted a bit at that. How was it a nice evening when she had failed miserably at finding anything throughout the entire afternoon. She trudged into her campsite and threw herself down on the ground. She could still hear the howling, almost like they were laughing at her. That's crazy, she thought, shaking her head to clear her mind. As father would say, 'It's ok if you find nothing from time to time, just remember to keep your head up and things will fall into place'. She was going to be okay, there was always tomorrow, and the day after. She was less then a day out of the city, so it's not like she wouldn't be able to get food if she found herself in a pinch. Plus she could always hunt in her wolf form, but then it would only be for food for herself, and not for selling in the market, if she would even be able to sell anything to anyone that is.

As the sun slowly sank below the horizon, she decided to dig out some jerky from her pack and eat a little bit. She sat there, back against a tree, munching away on the jerky and watching the sky shift colors. As it got darker, she was able to make out the first glimmers of stars. Slowly more appeared, and soon she was able to make out a few constellation, or at least she thought they were. She loved the stars, ever since she was little and would stare at the night sky for hours, just watching the stars twinkle and shimmer, sometimes alone, sometimes with her mother or sisters or both. She also always loved howling when she saw the moon come out, not for any particular reason, but she always thought it was fun.

It started to get cold as the night deepened further, forcing Miirza to undress and shift into her wolf form. She sniffed the air, and scanned around, making sure nothing was nigh. Satisfied that she was alone out here, she gave a long howl to say goodnight to the day, and spinning around until she got herself into the position she always took when she slept, lied down, nose to tail and closed her eyes. Tomorrow was another day.
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Trials and Failure

Postby Miirza on August 9th, 2014, 5:05 am

Miirza woke with the sun the next morning. As was her want, she decided to lay there for a short period of time, listening to the sounds of the wilderness. She spent a few moments thusly, before deciding it was time to get up and start again. She smoothly got up on all fours, and stretched long and hard. Once she had worked out all the kinks in her joints, she walked over to where her things were hidden and sniffed around to make sure nothing had tampered with anything. Once she was satisfied, she turned around and transformed into her human self. As always, she quickly got dressed, and gathered up her bow. She decided that she was going to try a different area today, hopefully with more luck. Before she set out though, she made sure to grab some jerky from her pack, just in case it was a long day out there. Slinging her quiver across her back, she set out in hopes of getting something today. Yesterday she had scouted out the northern area near the copse of trees, so today she tried the southern region.

As the day slowly progressed, she got slowly more agitated. She could see signs of life, but nothing looked fresh to her. She wouldn't give up though, she knew there was something out here, and she knew she would eventually get it. She knew she had to stay observant, remembering what her father had said to her once. Sometimes you just have to either look harder or not as hard, and you'll see it bright as day. That was one of his favorite sayings when he brought her along on hunts.

As midday drew near, she decided to just sit down for a moment or two, and munch on some food. As she ate, she continuously scanned the ground for fresh signs of life. It was as she was finishing her second scrap of jerky that she saw what she was looking for. A deer had come through this way recently. She couldn't tell how long ago, but it had to have been within the last day. She excitedly got up and examined the prints closer. She couldn't tell if it was male or female, though judging from the size, she ventured to guess that it was probably a buck. She decided to follow it for a while, just to see what could be seen.

As she followed the tracks, she grew more and more confident that they were fresher than anything else she'd seen up to this point. She was very nearly unable to keep her composure stoic as she got closer to her prey. She would look up from time to time making sure she didn't inadvertently walk right into the animal, but up until now it was just tracks and more tracks. As evening drew close, she felt that she had to be close now. She felt as though she could almost smell the deer she followed, and she was ecstatic about it. Another few moments, and off in the distance she saw it. Not a buck, but a somewhat largish dow. She didn't care, she'd take it. She crouched down, and slowly pulled out her bow. Grabbing an arrow, she crept ever so quietly towards her prey. When she was within bow range, she stopped and made herself very small. She pulled the arrow halfway, and brought the bow up so her eye looked directly in front of the missile. She pulled the string back the rest of the way and managed to slow her breathing to a reasonable measure. When she felt that her breathing had slowed enough to allow her to get the best shot she could, she aimed at the dow. Knowing that the arrow would fall she lifted her bow up and half a hand and took a long, deep breath. She let out half of it, and held tight. She had this, and she knew it. As she let the arrow fly, she paused for a split second, before grabbing another arrow. As she pulled this one to her cheek, she watched as the first arrow sailed towards her prey. She held her breath, and let the second fly, aiming slightly lower just to be safe. This was a good tactic as she watched the first arrow fly just over the dow. The second one unfortunately hit the snow where the animal had been, missing by a hair as the dow dashed off towards the north. Miirza wanted to follow, but couldn't seem to find the strength to move. How had she missed? She had made shots lime that when out with her father many times. It didn't seem fair. As she crouched there watching the dow run off out of sight, she just couldn't believe it. Two whole days of searching, and when she finally found something, she missed by the slimmest of margins.

Dejectedly she straightened up and slowly made her way back to her camp, picking up her arrows as she arrived at them. It was already nightfall by the time she made it back to her camp. She undressed, transformed into he wolf form and lied down for sleep. She would try again tomorrow.
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