http://compromise-wolf.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] compromise-wolf.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-12-15 09:23 pm

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Leaf hadn't intended to end up in the city, but the faint scent of trees had attracted her. And if there was a chance of finding some sort of green on the ship, she was interested in it. She missed proper landscape-there was always the sensorium, but she still didn't entirely trust it. This, at least, smelled like it was permanent, and not something that would fade away.

She made her way through the scab cautiously, her ears splayed out and her hackles up as she tried to ignore the buildings looming overhead. As the scent of trees got stronger, she picked up her pace, finally breaking into a lope in hopes of finding natural shelter faster. But once she found it, she skidded to a halt, eyeballing it warily.

The entwined trees of the temple smelled as they should, that was true. But seeing them entwined to form something made her uneasy. Leaf stepped closer to the temple entrance, then stopped just outside it, peering in and flicking her ears back and forth uncertainly.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 03:44 am (UTC)(link)
Bella's wandering around down in the city, as she's wont to do when she wants to stretch her legs. She's not fond of cities, but the lack of humanity down here and the absence of the usual stink makes it much more hospitable.

"Hello One-Leaf-Ear!" Bella barks, wagging as she approaches. She keeps her head lower, Leaf is a more senior Ahroun than she is and as such ranks higher.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 03:57 am (UTC)(link)
Bella flicks an ear off to the side, sniffing in the direction of the temple now. She hasn't really explored it, the shaped trees put her off.

"I do not know," she says, focusing on it now. "I do not like this place. Trees should not bend like this."

"The scab is clean, though."

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:09 am (UTC)(link)
Bella tilts her head to one side thoughtfully.

"But the Weaver does not like trees, does it?" she asks. Bella's kind of... her thoughts on spirits are all confused around and her understanding of the Triat is basic. This combined with having been on the ship for several months during which it hasn't been hammered in means that it's getting sketchier all the time.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:20 am (UTC)(link)
"Is it still alive, then?" Bella's been doubtful about this since the "your world is dead and gone" news. She approaches the temple warily, but without as much suspicion or aggression as Leaf. She's gotten used to regarding things with more polite curiosity.

"If that is what the Weaver is like then I think I understand. It would make trees into shapes to be neat. Like buildings." She curls her lip.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:34 am (UTC)(link)
Bella watches as the tree remains distinctly inanimate.

"I am not sure but I do not think it will attack," she says helpfully.

Bella approaches the tree, sniff sniff sniffing at it.

It smells... familiar yet strange. It's a tree alright, but it's not a kind she's ever encountered.

It's so quiet down here. That's another thing that gets her. No birds, no small animals, and unless other crew members are down here? No people either.

She looks up at the temple. At the way it is built.

"I think it is like the human caern."

That's her way of thinking of the Vatican.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:44 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it isn't human," Bella adds. "There are a lot of things here that are not human. They smell strange."

This is on her mind, because she's been hunting down Sangheili warriors and Gargoyles and other fun things lately.

"I am happy that the trees are alive," she adds.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe," says Bella. "But if it is writing I do not know how to know what it means," she adds with a chuffing noise.

"There should be no danger but if there, is we are Ahrouns of the Red Talons and a Get of Fenris."

So, logically, there's nothing they can't figure out how to tear to shreds.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:00 am (UTC)(link)
Bella hesitates, then also shifts up to Hispo. She wants to be ready if anything bad happens.

It's kind of creepy, honestly. Even if this place is built of trees. They're too close together to remind her of her old home in the forest, the trees there never made walls.

But she can't help it, despite the oddness of this place, Bella's curious.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
"I think the ship killed everything that lived here," Bella remembers. "To kill the bugs."

She pokes her head around a corner.

And sneezes.

"Oh!"

Evidently, she's found something.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:19 am (UTC)(link)
"Look."

Bella moves over. There's an opening in the temple's roof, allowing the city's artificial sunlight to filter in through the leaves.

In the center of the room is something almost like an altar, constructed of living foliage.

In the center is an orange flower, larger than a wolf, sprawling in the dappled sun.

They can smell it now that they're this close. The lack of even a breeze has kept its sickly sweet scent from permeating to the rest of the temple.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:31 am (UTC)(link)
"No. Flowers do not get this big in my forest," she says. Bella circles around the flower. She gives up on trying to pick out any important scents in the overpowering cover of the flower.

"Do you think it is very important? It looks important from where it grows."

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe it is a holy thing," says Bella. "Maybe it has a spirit."

She's tempted to touch it, but this seems like a bad idea...

"Wait for me. I have a plan."

And with that? Off she runs!

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 05:53 am (UTC)(link)
The plant is deeeefinitely alive. It has a sort of presence. Like something older and wiser... just... not very animate.

Bella returns in a matter of minutes, carrying a familiar object in her big Hispo teeth.

The axe. The big one.

She shifts her grip nearer the blade and nudges the flower. Slightly.

It... doesn't do anything.

Huh.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:00 am (UTC)(link)
Bella acknowledges with a subtle movement. She's a wolf, a wolf is not hampered by carrying a blade in her mouth!

She nudges the plant more sharply, closer to the base...

PWOOMF!

There's a SURGE from the flower. It CONVULSES. A cloud of golden spores rises, settling on the wolves and the ground around them. Bella JUMPS back in alarm, managing not to drop her axe. She snarls, ready to pounce on the plant if it moves.

A massive sneeze dislodges the axe.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:05 am (UTC)(link)
Bella shakes herself like, well, like a wolf with plant spores all over it.

The flower is rapidly shriveling where it sprawls, dying before their eyes.

Bella is stiff and silent, bristling like nobody's business, growling, and baring her teeth, but...

There's nothing to fight.

"I think we broke it."

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:13 am (UTC)(link)
Bella takes a whiff in and just ends up sneezing. She then tries again, less zealously.

"It does not."

She picks up her axe with surprising delicacy.

"I think we should leave."

She doesn't like looking at the shriveled flower. She feels like she's done something wrong.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Bella leaves a little more cautiously, still sort of hoping for a fight. There's more golden dust drifting out of other chambers. Other flowers, maybe? Green patches appear on the ground where it mingles. More starts settling in Bella's fur though, which finally prompts her to run.

She joins Leaf in trying to dislodge the worst of it.

Meanwhile, the plant temple is stiffening. Drying out. Dying, perhaps.

Except for the beginnings of green...

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:22 am (UTC)(link)
Bella does look. She's not sure what she's looking at, more than a little discouraged by the state of the plant temple. It is dying. She killed it. She poked it and it's dying and she killed it and it is bad bad bad.

But...

"Growth!"

This demands wolf sniffing!

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:32 am (UTC)(link)
Bella slowly, hesitantly, but surely starts to wag her tail.

"It is alive!"

This makes her feel much, much better. The trees that made it up are drying and creaking, they'll likely soon start falling. The temple seems to be going through a dramatically sped up cycle of death and rebirth. Vines are climbing the old trees and the new sprouts are growing larger and bolder.

It's slowing down after the initial surge, but definitely moving!

"We made it grow!" Bella concludes brightly.

And sneezes again. Dangit, it's going to take forever to get this fully out of her nose.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:38 am (UTC)(link)
"But they are stone," says Bella. She hates to be the downer, but this is true. "Stone does not grow."

"But at least this place is as it should be."

"We have done good!"

She's happy enough to conclude that.

[identity profile] withteethbared.livejournal.com 2009-12-16 06:46 am (UTC)(link)
Bella follows her lead without even thinking about it. Leaf is boss wolf, Bella follows.

"Yes. They should see. We did good in the scab and the Gnawers would do well to learn from it."