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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jul 1, 2009 12:49:37 GMT -5
Today, I was filled with silence and thoughts. Thoughts in which twisted and turned in the core of my cerebrum and issued horrific memories and flash backs of times in which I didn't care to recall. These flash backs had been occurring often and I can't quite recall where they started. Or why. Either way, I searched for a way for them to end other than death of course, as I refused to ever see death as an option. I had lived for hundreds of years and have witnessed cruel and unjustified happenings. These things have made me who I am, the vicious and unwelcoming canine hybrid. But what truly made evil turn from within me was my sister - Niomi. Known by many and hated by many. However, my love for my sister was beyond obvious. She had taught me a number of things, and the one thing that she planted into my brain more than anything else was hatred for others. She had witnessed too much and been through too much and it turned her plain evil. Now here I stalked the lands with pads crushing dead foliage that had dropped the landscape, thinking and missing my sister who had turned on me years ago.
Anger suddenly filtered through crimson fluids, muscles tensed and labrums curled. Snarling to nothingness and ligaments stiff. I halted and chassis rose, inhaling a large breath and exhaling. Thorax dropped and I calmed myself. Hocks folded and multihued embodiment came to the ground, front pad crossed over the other and cranium rested upon those. Audits remained perked, fully listening to anything that could be around. However, hollows couldn't take within them a single scent. My scent had faded years ago after a vicious jump from my now ex-pack. These thoughts only made me angry as well and I forced myself to drift away from them, and attempted to drift into a soft slumber. However, sleep would not accompany me today. With the sun full in azure above, but tree tops providing me with more than enough shade, I laid and waited for something or someone to roll about and take away the boredom that was engulfing me.
ooc// shit post.
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Post by Soleil Noir on Jul 1, 2009 13:14:22 GMT -5
His Pelt Black
Upon His Face
The Sun May Never Shine
A yelp sliced through the stillness of the woods as the large male wolf moved closer to the small young brute, the gashes covering his small body. He was almost a year of age, his frame made him look much younger, added with the layers of scars an new gashes. His father moved closer, His silver fur covered with his own whelp’s fresh blood. “Get up!” He snarled, rage seeping from ever pore in his body. The black wolf stayed still on the earth, his body quaking with shear fear.
New sounds vibrate from the Silver brutes muzzle, that had never been heard in the young wolves life. His eyes shut closed, jaws clenched as he waited for the feel of the razors cutting into his flesh. But nothing happened, only silence slipped into his ears. Spine froze as he suddenly heard a muffled cry, and all went still once again.
The shaking yearling slowly uncurled from his ball as he glanced up, eyes widened as he stared up at his mother, her maw and coat covered in bright red blood, standing over his father. A large gash was on her throat, and he could hear her gasps as she stared at Noir, her head lowered, eyes locked on the earth. In a split second her eyes turned to her sons’s, gazed now lock with his. A haunting feeling made Noir freeze, as something flashed in her eyes he had never witness... satisfaction. With her last breath she collapsed on top of his father, her body limp and torn, and her eyes locked to his...forever.
The deathly gaze had tattooed into his mind, welcoming him every morning, every thought, an ever cell of his being. He was her gaze, nothing but rage, the twisted result of his father’s rage, and his mothers death. Since that day, not one moment passed that he didn’t think of why she had done such a thing, and why that look was in her eyes.
Paws where steady on the earth as he made his way through the winding paths,ears pinned to his skull Optics gleamed , reflecting the dim lighting from the sun, as he shifted toward the lower part of the river. A bird chirped in the distance, muffles by the ruffle of the wind s he moved. A sudden pain flinched in hus gut as his black fur glistening on his lean, wolf frame.
Padding along the path, his mind wondered, drifting from dream to thought, and barely to reality as he walk aimlessly into the new terrain. It was only when his mind snapped from his trance when the sound of something stirring aroused his ear drum.
Slowly, the omega eased through the under brush, ears flattening as his muscles twitched and shifted under his coat. Radars flicked wildly as a few flies nipped at the raw edges, but also listening intently to the creature hidden from his gaze. It was when his nares heaved, that he picked up the recognizable scent of a fae, causing his tail to tur up slightly, now twitching slightly as its content pose.
Slipping from behind the last barrier between them, his eyes fell onto the resting femme, and his head tilted only slightly. Unsure weather to move closer, or remain away, he stayed still, eyeing her curiously.
[/sub] [/color][/center] Darkness Falls
Below the Moon
And Shimmers In His Eyes
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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jul 2, 2009 11:40:51 GMT -5
The sounds of one approaching had caused muscles to tense under thick multihued pelt and carapace. However, I remained completely stiff against the landscape and acted as if the other inhabitants presence was unknown. Audits remained completely vertical upon the scullery roof as the giant beast moved forth through the thickets of forestry, closer to where my frame rested. Lids sealed as if sleeping, although I was truly full alert and prepared to attack if need be. And finally the rustling stopped, and although I was unable to pick up much scent I could tell that the intruder was a brute. Once I recognized that he was at a halt my lids shot open, visionaries locked on the facade of the ebonite drake. Ligaments shoved from the geography and hackles raised, cranium slightly down and definitely noticeable in the defense stance. Labrums twitched slightly and tail curled along my spine. Fangs flashing to the opposing creature I allowed myself to step forward, although only slightly.
May I help you? Lyrics inquired. Despite the fact that I wished to calm myself I merely couldn't. The anger from earlier today's thoughts had my vital fluids boiling viciously under my flesh. Audits pressed down slightly against the roof of my cranium only to perk up some to be able to catch any vocals the male would spare as a response. Talons seemed to cling into the dead foliage and dirt below me. A soft wind moved its way through the brush and ruffled my fur and yet movement was not made. Remaining in the defense stance my muscles untensed ever so slightly, probably unnoticeable to the other. I tried to calm myself, cerebrum reminding over and over that I would be fine and that this brute probably meant no harm at the moment. But then again, who knew. Niomi had taught me to never trust a single soul no matter how they appeared or what their words spoke. I would take her lessons to the grave. Wouldn't I?
Status: Complete!
Open to: Soleil Noir
Word Count: 336
Notes: Shitty post, next one will be a lot better, I was in a rush.
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Post by Soleil Noir on Jul 3, 2009 14:39:14 GMT -5
His Pelt Black
Upon His Face
The Sun May Never Shine
Curiosity left as fast as it had come as her hackles rose, her once restful, calm stance changing to a defensive fae. Instinctively, her took a few steps back, his tassle tucking under and ear flattening. Taking on both a submissive display and a defensive stance, he looked anything but threatening. Sure he didn't know this fae, nor was she in his pack, but vary rarely would he show a dominate side.
A brute, in gender he might be, but in mind, spirit and soul he was not. A temper he owned that often would get the better of him, but its was only due to his past's faults and often caused him only minor troubles. What made his spirit kind, was the nurturing and affection Koe had shown him since he had joined her pack. But, due to the packs new Beta, and what he suspected to be their future, he felt little joy with the realization, thus causing him to leave. He knew Koe would most likely find his hide, and put him back in his place, but right now, he really didnt care.
The darkness of heartbreak lead him astray, and ultimately, to cross this fae's path. Intently, he watched the female, seeing the look in her eyes of the battle of thoughts roaming her mind. His lips slowly covered in snarling white ivories and his tense, submissive stance changed. Fur still bristled on his back, but he slowly untucked his tail, and ear perked. Every muscled twitched under his thin coat as he slowly, and easily stepped from the underbrush, easing back onto his rump. If you wish, perhaps.
[/center][/sub] Darkness Falls
Below the Moon
And Shimmers In His Eyes
Status: Complete!
Word Count: 273...>.>
Notes: Crappy post, sorry...didnt have much muse...>.<
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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jul 5, 2009 12:28:13 GMT -5
Immediately the brute backed off and his once raised tassel dropped between back flanks. A sneer curled across my gray tinted facade and hackles relaxed to their fullest extent. It became obvious quickly that this male was of no threat to me. He sat there so sheepishly, and part of me wish to maul on his carcass for mere laughs. However, I didn't have the energy to kill anything at the moment or I'd be at hunt for larger pray, such as an elk or something of that nature. So the male was lucky there, but although I had no energy to kill, that didn't mean I didn't have the energy to mock an opposing inhabitant of these retched lands. When his lyrics came across my auditories reach a soft chuckle came forth of large rising and falling chassis, Help me? Why would I need your help? I inquired with the sneer never even twitching away from my features. Stepping closer I examined the brute. Generally, I'd go up and sniff out the creature before me but with this one I wanted to keep some sort of boundaries, some sort of distance. I didn't want to snap and attack, and that was honestly something that happened quite often. Familiar scents or sights could trigger something within me, an evil that brought out Niomi inside of my own being.
I kept distance at a foot, at least. Tassel remained stiff now, not curled towards the spinal column nor tucked between my flanks as this one had done. I would show no fear, for that was one of the first things I had been taught as a kin. From both mother and my sister, seeing as my father had died in a battle long before my time of remembrance. Audits twitched slightly as a petite winged creature rested upon one, a damned fly. What was the point of their existence? Orbs traced the canine hybrid before me, before speaking once more, If anyone needs assistance it would surely be you. Cranium shook side to side and embodiment rested upon the landscape in a sitting position as the other was at. What type of lycan are you to sit there and cower before a dame? I inquired, curiosity completely perked by this time. He surely was ending my boredom at least. But could he keep me sane?
Such a silly question to ask myself honestly. I couldn't recall a single time one lasted long enough to keep me sane. To keep me from snapping within and then on the out, killing everything before my view. Only Razorblade had made an honest effect. One that knew of both Niomi and myself. Lids sealed and memories flashed, causing vital fluids to boil. However, I did rather well at forcing myself to push these thoughts away. At least for the time being. I couldn't keep my horrific memories away forever and if there was a way to do such, I needed to learn of it. These memories could cause the death of me and after many years of living, I wasn't willing to die off this pathetic miserable planet.
Status: complete
Open to: Same person as before (:
Word Count: 522
Notes: Better muse, but still not at my best. -shakes muse- Lame.
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Post by Administrator on Jul 5, 2009 17:32:32 GMT -5
` K O E L I N
“In a world of make believe, they don't believe in me” [/center] Nose was deep inclined towards the ground pushing dead leaves around trying to pick up what scent she'd been trailing for days now. A trail that took her over the wicked bridges to get her into this new land more so island, everything was unfamiliar even the birds that seemed to whoop and hiss in a strange way. Hackles rose at the smallest sounds, from leaves falling to small animals swinging from trees overhead even snakes and other amphibians scurrying across her path. Coming across the invisible scent mark her body fallowed it making a Bee line straight towards words that seem to catch her attention even more, but a crouch was played ducking behind a mass of ferns and bushes.
My temper was rising by the moment as i searched the stench even further than i was intended. I was only supposed to come across the bridge and hopefully the traitor would be there, but no this wolf was in the deep middle of the island. I had came across lone wolves here on my journey and none of them wanted to give me information. How disturbing and tempting to my attitude. And now that i peered out of my hiding spot his words hesitantly rang, where this curled up body stood. My teeth bared instantly as eyes watched him showing a lone lycan that even she ranked above him, it wasn't right for a omega to show this stature to such a pathetic life form. The wind picked up from the north sending both their scents down to where i was posted, the other even smelt like a loner, it was evident that it was a she the scent to approve my thoughts.
A unbelievable confidence struck my facade as my body propelled me in a few bounds knocking Noir out of the way to come between the opposing female's intent glare. Haunches spread feeting pads away form each other more than normal and my chain length curved vertically propelling it from my chassis. A deep hiss sent curdled lyrics into the open. "This incompetent omega belongs to me." My body tensed up ready for anything that could happen, I feared nothing for my alpha position back home helped me back my words.
Piercing orbs kept their glare towards the fea before I, but my hazed words spoke to the other set of eyes that seem to fall upon us. My chest gnarled slightly at my rib cage trying to catch my own breath for i was far beyond the word furious. "Why are you here Noir?! You know leaving the island will result in a unfathomable punishment. You should never cross the bridges let alone make contact with your pathetic pads." As bad as the idea was my body couldn't help but turn on it's own length to snap viciously at the brute, but i needed to make my words known as a threat and for that i backed them up. As attention turned back to the female again my temper wasn't as bad as it was just seconds ago but i meant business, if she was smart she should have smelt that he had been around more than just himself, that this pathetic excuse for a pack member belonged to a pack
Swooping into the area a huge condor circled low flapping his wings only feet away from his master's fur, sending a wisp of wind to churn the air more than it already had been. The bearded vulture made his way around piercing creamy eyes lined with red watched the scene inventively wondering how the outcome would be. Wings twice the side of his attire were sore from flying most of the way here, his own frustration was building up at the omega. With unease at Kolein's hostility wings tucked and untucked squawking with displease and his mind reached to his mistress'. Who is that and what is he doing here?. Unfortunately all the bird got back was hissing.
no muse like seriously hahaha!
wc: 646
mood: vexed
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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jul 6, 2009 23:51:32 GMT -5
Due to a battle in my haunting past I was unable to detect the aroma of the other dame entering the lands. I hadn't even been able to locate her with my audits, which remained perked into the skies and flicking in every direction possible. Tassel remained stiff and only when the opposing belle emerged from the thickets of brush did hackles raise. Brows narrowed downward and labrums twitched. The black of gums was revealed once but only slightly, as I tried my hardest to remain calm. However, vital fluids boiled below the carapace and muscles craved to tense and ligaments to set forth a strike. But a physical quarrel may not be the best approach on this matter. Only when the other appeared as a complete threat would I make a motion for a fight. So for the time being I let this opposing hybrid speak to me in her awful tone. Obviously she didn't find me as a large threat, but that could be her downfall in all of this.
Orbs watched the dame slightly interested and partially amused. Picking up on how exactly she treated this brute and how pathetic it was that he allowed such. No male had I come across before that was so docile. How had it survived for so damn long on this violent planet with such a sheepish attitude towards everything and everyone? Cranium shook slightly, hopefully hardly noticeable. Intently listening to the alpha's lyrics hissing towards the one dubbed Noir, I couldn't control the soft chuckle that rattled my ribcage. In all honesty, nothing within cared if the duo had heard my laughter and the part within me that craved a feud hoped they had. I was making it quite obvious that I was amused by them, and not in a good way on their part. Basically, I was picking on them now or at least the words tumbling inaudibly inside my cerebrum were.
A soft tsk, tsk, tsk expelled from vocal cords. Embodiment moved forward slightly, talons sinking into the depths of the geography and hackles remained partially raised, proving that I wouldn't be shoved about and walked upon as Noir. What a great achievement it must of been to have one as weak as this within your pack. My lyrics taunting with a sneer curling along multihued mug. I am so jealous of you. And this time a cackle lifted from my chambers and escaped into the atmosphere. A bird chirped in the distance of trees, unable to see it I simply listened to its melody drifting along the soft winds that made it through the timbers. Waiting oh so impatiently for the dame's response.
Status: complete!
Open to: koe &noir.
Word Count: 445.
Notes: none.
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Post by Soleil Noir on Jul 7, 2009 11:33:50 GMT -5
His Pelt Black
Upon His Face
The Sun May Never Shine//your worthless, no sun will shine on your grave.
no one will care for you, you poor weak whelp.
your mother did everything she could to protect
you from the world, and all the sins it hides. but she can't
protect you now.//
Weak. A word used by those who never understood the world behind their accusation. No, he was not weak, merely scared by a past that left in a hollow shell of fear. But then, perhaps letting that fear get the better of him, was a weakness? No. It shaped his being, Fear, he was made of sheer fear, the twisted result his dearly loved mother, and the son of a bitch sire. He had taken her from him….from his world. How could he face this world with out her? The one thing that made this hell of a world worth living in? Simple, existence moves on. But with that, not necessarily the being of a creature happens to move on with existence, it all the doing of time.
And this moment, he was sick and tired of other looking down at him, with pity, and sympathy for happened to him. He didn’t need it any more, and look where it had lead him! He had showed her a world of affection had not shown any other. What had he gotten in return? Simple- pity. The matter of the heart were a complex thing, but often blind by other desires.
The, perhaps he was the one who need help, maybe this life was something he need to change. But then, could that all be possible with the many years he had gone through with this dark scar left on his heart? Perhaps…and perhaps not. It was his choice, and he could make it now, or never. But it was HIS choice, and no others. And no others to judge him for what hey may view as weakness. He was not worthless….he was NOT worthless!
Thoughts pulsed through his mind as the dame merely mocked him, cockily viewing him as something weak, worthless, and lower being. And who was she to judge him? Was she not the one out here on her own, casted out by their kind with a cold shoulder? He would not put himself to her level. That would be a weakness. The thought send a sly smile to his lips. She was the one showing weakness.
Worthless....Weak...You all throw these words about, as if you have no faults for yourself? Ha, you make me laugh. I have my faults, yes, but perfection is a game played by none. You stand their, in a world with no one. A world of exile, with no one to share the small joys that are left in this world. Sure, its maybe easier, but is it worth it? Perhaps. But, dont you dare stand there and judge me for what you maybe on the same level as any other. You dont know me
Shifting like the tonics under the earth concocted in his mind as if some deeper dormant lava was reading itself to implode. His anger was slowly consuming him, like hot lava melting into his body. As the anger blurred his mind, he was completely unaware by the Alphess who suddenly entered into the scene, with out a phase in the world as she moved between them. With the contact of her body to his, and a shift of the earth under his paws, anger roared through him. With that and her words, the dormant state inside him released.
This incompetent omega is here because he cant stand the sniveling affections you have so thoughtlessly giving to Eron. My stomach is sickened by the sight of you with him. The so called punishment you so unthoughtlessly think you are to impound on me will not compare to the pain. Koe, I am tired of tumbling in the dirt behind you like some lovesick whelp, and all it did was thicken my coat with dirt and grim, as you left me in a thick, deep muddy puddle.
Her words left a dark black hole in his chest as he merely snarled, every fiber in his frame shaking with rage. No longer was his attention on the female he had crossed paths with, but his leader. How could she be so blind? He had figure her to have been smarter then this, but for her to blatantly show the affection with the beta, and to whom to him seemed like she had just met? He no longer cared. A bitch in heat would choose a mate, for physical stature or rank. He should have known better then to throw his heart out to her like some piece of meat. She merely had eating it and left it to rot later in the dirt, already gone and digested.
Lyric’s words would have rolled off his shoulders, if that one words had not slipped off her tongue. Weak. His neck twitched and cocked to the side, as if something mad and crazed had taken possession of the brute. Eyes became narrowed slits as his hackles rose. Fur shot to the skies as his muscles twitched and flinched with his heightening temper. Blinded by the anger that now seeped from every pour in his being, he lashed out. He movement swift, undoubting precise as jaws snapped, closing down tight with each jaw in tacked. His nose was inches from the new faes, and his eyes blazed into hers. His chest heaved as his warm breath pooled over her muzzle, Mock me bitch, and I will tear you limb from limb.
With as quick as he had snapped his jaws, he recoiled and turned his back to the two, moving away from the loner, and his broken souls admiration.
[/center][/sub] Darkness Falls
Below the Moon
And Shimmers In His Eyes
So far so;; Done
Fill in the blanks;; 965 hell yea bitch!
Ear sex;; Pandora <3
And once again;; Been Kinda out of it lately, now sure why.//i am surprised by the muse I got. xD
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Post by Administrator on Jul 7, 2009 12:35:52 GMT -5
` K O E L I N
“In a world of make believe, they don't believe in me” [/center] I couldn't help but my hackles rose, slowly increasing their stance from a bushing tail to shoulder blades covered in perplexed needles. Boeing my chest up to seem a little bit bigger than i was, my nerves were being pushes as the damned female stepped closer to where i was. Unknowing my lippets pulled back more than they already were, and exposed ivory fangs in full set while a deep throaty growl heaved from the pit of my chest. A single fore appendage moved stepping forward too, taking her small movements forward as a threat, I myself moved closer taking on her threat, if this would to turn up in a fight she was in a disadvantage.
A very big one, not just the fact that her build was somewhat smaller, not just the fact that she on her own couldn't hint proper meals, but the fact that there were three against her. Me, myself, Noir, and Buitre. Birds dont really help, but having a vulture as a bird is a gratifying step in life. Then again i rolled on that thought and found that Noir wouldn't be much of help. "Yes it is a good thing we have him in our pack, that's what omegas are if you didnt know." My occuils glanced towards Noir seeing he had spoken up and a smile laced my gaunt features slightly, it made me happy seeing he actually had fight in him, maybe if something were to happen that he'd be very good help. More help then needed, feeling the churning in my stomach with the knowledge of what was growing in my abdomen. And for a second with that thought my mind cooled off and i turned into a valuable mother. Only for a second.
"Im almost subtle that your jealous, anyone in your ratty pads would be jealous of any part of Noir, for your alone and so desolate your an outcast with no pack." I watched her deviously watching her every move preparing my next move. "So how does it truly feel to be an outcast among your breed." It wasn't even a rhetorical question, more along the lines of insulting at the loner. Koelin knew what it was like being alone not knowing the wonders of having a pack to reply on, not having sisters and brothers to help you bring down a good meal nor when you whelped they were there to take over shifts while you got your rest.
In a way i felt sad for this twisted fae, as if i wanted to help her but I couldn't have such a mess tainting my lands, even my members so i retracted from that thought in my mind. But before i could even go into detail how bad i felt his words screeched in my lobes. All my anger was pushed back to the brute before me, the one who was stepping out of line, just because we were in a new territory. "If your sick and tired of it then leave. Your not the only one who has to go through sacrifices, i adore you in a way i cant adore Eron. As if your a child or a very close friend. Must i remind you, you've never asked for a raise you just stayed a omega." Obs watched the brute lash out at the female and her lips once more peeled back more from a snarl to a quick smile. It made me happy to see that this wolf actually had a good set of balls on him, that he wasn't the weak wolf he always acted as. It almost made me sad for him too, that i actually hurt him emotionally more than what was taken into precaution. But as quick as he made the move to attack his body pulled back and spun around moving away from the two. Sadness over came her body, but I couldn't have this, this that was happening was madness in every form. "Dont you ever turn your back on me. Do you understand me, if you dare to turn your back on me as your alpha, your done." As though my chain-length wasn't as high as it was and my stance wasn't so broad and my attitude wasn't as thrusted as it was.
My beak clacked together over and over backing up Koelin's words as well as thoughts. I was eager, far too eager to go home to get out of this place, as a vulture i was used to new places but for me as a vulture with a purpose i was more keen to my own lands where we both ruled. Over the past year as the position of Alpha's apprentice or more so as her own kin, my own appearance had grown, my own attitude had grown, i felt as if i could take on any bird and i often bullied them as well. Even more eratical was that i never ate rotten meat any more, i always ate fresh meat, and I ate it right besides the alpha herself. Returning to my own thoughts in the here and now i turned my head on the low branch i sauntered on, cocking it from side to side studying everyone and everything that was happening right now.
wc: 867
mood: confused.
song: --
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Post by Kiko &Niomi on Jul 7, 2009 21:31:49 GMT -5
The entire commotion was nothing of what I had expected. In my mind the way this would all play over was the dame taking her poor omega away, and treating him low as his stance was in the pack. However, lyrics shot back and forth and it all kept a sneer upon my facade. Apparently tonight would not be like most and tonight would be one of amusement. Sitting upon the landscape I remained still as possible, although at times visionaries would drift to Noir and then again to the dame noted as Koe. Audits twitched every few moments due to pesky winged insects landing. The sun remained tall in the bright blue azure and I was more than thankful for the shade provided by the thickets of brush and old trees, still standing with their roots miles under the barren wastelands of this island. I looked over the scenery for only a brief moment before the opposing belle dared to speak to me. Her words merely made a cackle rise from deep within my bodice. The sneer refusing to fade away, my own vocals drifted through the atmosphere with orbs locked upon the alpha. Jealous? Hah. Darling, you make me laugh and I must thank you for that at least. At least now I know you're good for entertainment. My eyes never moved. Never was I banished from those of my own kind. My journey lonesome is a choice entirely my own. One in which I am proud to say I've done. Survived in the cold bitter world and watched packs similar to yours crumble with defeat.
It was true. Over the many years alive I had watched packs crumble to their bones due to famish and wars against other packs. The idea of the entire thing simply sickened me. Niomi had taught me a lot about being a lone and how there were many more advantages, ones that those in a pack life would never be able to comprehend. And at first I wasn't able to grasp it, but over the time spent alone I realized that it truly was the most fitting thing for one such as myself. I no longer craved the affection from another nor did I desire conversations to be expelled. No, being alone and caught within the silence of the realms I was perfectly content. However, the occasional quarrel with another was never pushed away.
Pulled from thoughts the male snapped. His jaws colliding and making that sound, that oh so beautiful sound of two powerful bits of bone coming tightly together, made the muscles tense within my physique. Hackles raised and then softened as the brute moved away from me and his alpha. I watched him walk away, not a single word on my part was in place here. Suddenly I could pick up the slight notion that Koe was slightly upset. But that quickly became anger on her end and lyrics snapped towards the male as he sauntered away. Partially amused by this and also slightly annoyed that the drama of their pack was suddenly about me, I remained completely silenced. Not a single movement was made now as I was beginning to become locked on this entire thing. Wondering what would happen next. Would Noir gain the courage to leave his pack and begin life as a loner, or perhaps drift into a more inviting pack? Or would be come to the words of his love, revealing that love makes you a coward? Silence. Nothing more was needed from me at the moment.
Status: complete, yo!
Open to: noir and koe (:
Word Count: 594? i forgot hah.
Notes: definitely not as good as both of yours, but this was sort of a rushed post. my mind is elsewhere at the moment hah but i'm excited for the replies so get to them!
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