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Post by Administrator on May 17, 2009 22:42:16 GMT -5
x. so this is how it feels to be insane The earth silently shook as ice gave way in the growing sun's heat, slowly washing down and away into the shifting burg below. Water gushed from the fall down pouring onto the frozen surface. Spring was already making it's self know before it even gets to this part of the world. Small flocks of birds even started to fly above moving in, trying to get the best spots before the much larger clumsier cousins make their dramatic entrance. Underneath frosted grounds numerous bugs begin to thaw and slowly coming alive, in places the ground gave forth open banks of greening grass and soaked sod.
[/size] x. the world looks like a movie always playing Blooded footprints led away from a shredded rabbit, leading deeper into the low lying trees. A white form slowly slinked through the snow making almost next to no noise as she moved, her mass carrying secretes from past tragedies but hopes were high for what was in store for this femme was something her mind has pondered on for years and years, since she was neither pup nor adult. The birds quickly ceased their nosily chittering and chattering when the dove lifted her head to stare at them. But it was not the sheer power of the likes of the wolves now, nor was it the predator prey feeling. No none of those would fit the key. What it was, was those piercing teal eyes in the morning sun, they shone like diamonds, diamonds with as many stories as light fragments it gives off. But as the massive wolf's eyes wanders away and back on the ground the birds start up again. [/size] x. there's no where else to go, they can't save us now Why must they look at me like that? Why must all creatures look upon me like im not normal, like they are in a higher class then i am? Is that not right, and unlawful? As a pup i'd have their throats crushed between my teeth and their blood oozing from my lappets. Do i still have this power to seize whatever i want? My pads had become frozen over this winter, trailing my new pack boundaries and marking my place to make sure no evil or unwelcome guests come past and breach the walls. My muzzle plops into the snow ruffling it out of my way to get to the growing grasses underneath, i needed something to accommodate my remarkably late breakfast. Thoughtfully i lowered my bodice to whee i just stole from mother earth and marked my territory, my way of giving back. Twin auds swiveled slowly fallowing crane and cerebrum at the sudden crash with splattering fallowing quickly after wards. My alabaster physique raced me towards the sound and possible danger. Coming to a simple clearing pants and claws positioned outwards to aid the sudden halt, it was nothing but a waterfall. Creeping to the edge i let my nape fall helplessly, jaws open and salmon eased effortlessly out lolling against the ice. How dare mother earth tease and trick me. A single crested paw pushes with enough force against the ice to break it's barrier exposing a small pool of water. [/size] word count; 511 i has no muse but i tried :] |
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on May 19, 2009 21:58:16 GMT -5
Immaculate froth skipped unintelligibly over the scape, a frosted pelt coated the outermost thermal layer of Mother Earth in a pitiful attempt to keep the winter bearing down upon the ecosystem. There was very little warmth to be had in the immediate region, and the rare tufts of floral growth were whimsical at best. Mild, and meek in the glare of the snowy guild. The welkin bows seemed archaic, chilled and aslumber for the duration of the frigid season. It might be said that this particular scene was a depressing one...in fact that was probably the general consensus. Reasoning that way simply was not efficient. Genuinely speaking, there was no end to be reached contemplating the vast sorrows to be found in this winter wonderland, however perpetual it seemed. In the eye of an immortal, most things seemed fleeting...nothing truly lasted and if it did it was a deviant and not valid when pursuing those attainable things. Naturally that drew the question of what was just and attainable. I would submit that irrefutable concepts were in short supply on a lateral level. The horizontal of time was, shall we say, dubious at best. That opinion was in itself a strange thing, and completely uncharacteristic of the alliance that I was prominently affiliated with. To be frank, the generality of alliances was maddening to me, and I found such distinctions almost trivial. But, to sum up this blathering I would consider the Lights a quad who had decided the glass was half full, that is all.
Pressing through the depreciating masses of precipitation that gathered in drifts on either side of me, topaz oculars descended - my stare directed to the composition. I studied it thoughtlessly, an absent-minded habit that I could not seem to shake. And yet it was a conscious one. I knew all too well what I was doing. Naturally...that wasn't problematic. The dilemma was that there was little else to focus my intrigue upon. Alabaster diadem hovered just so above the terra firma, for moments at a time I would not bother to glance up at my path. And yet something coaxed my gaze to pivot. Motion diminished, and I studied the sparse environs with renewed intensity. Convexities flicked, tipping aloft their zenith with the rarity of purpose, seeking that specter once again. Ah, the rapture. That ringing sonance had inaugurated the apex of my excitement for the day. In fact I found myself even a little excited, despite my less than jovial appearance. Perhaps this creature would find forgiveness for my reserved stare in lieu of my otherwise pleasing company. It was not arrogance that stated that trait, but the simple knowledge that there were worse things than my companionship. Confidence? I may possess a sliver, but certainly less than some.
Cautiously, and after several seconds of vigilant forethought, I began to locomote in the supposed direction of this unknown element. This soul whose presence had inspired me to move at an attentive pace. I was always somewhat apprehensive when initiating conversation, or investigating something new that I could not even lay eyes upon...yet. Still, this did not translate to being shy or even meek...Generally I like to label it as genuine intellect. The will to orchestrate a safe reliance on the senses and not bounce into potentially dangerous situations. You're getting ahead of yourself. The calm voice of reason interjected in my skull, inducing a feeling of silliness to bubble in my gut. I nearly chortled at myself, had I not still clung to the idea that stealth was a good thing. The fairly nonexistant greenery did very little to shield my approach and suddenly I too possessed disdain for the wintery months. Granted, my sentiment was for a different reason entirely but still I felt dejected with the realization I had fallen into the rat race. Breathing a quiet sigh, I paused and allowed myself a moment to take in this stranger. A female, that much was obvious, and it was more obvious that she was quite pleasing to the eye. Beautiful. Reason corrected again. This fact only added to the intensity of my nerves. What was I to say? Now it was my turn to truly laugh, and I did, a soft chuckle escaped my muzzle at myself. Anadem tossed dismissively. Clearly her first impression of me would be that I was insane.
You are. At that point I felt the greatest desire to tell myself to stop thinking, and direct logic to a place where the sun does not shine. Who cared what this vixen thought of me? I did, of course. But if she thought poorly what could I do? I certainly had no intention of acting to comply to her mold. Logic finally stepped in again, one last time, to kick me in the gut. She'll expect explanation, or at least a greeting, now. Hindquarters descended to the frozen composition, a chilled seating arrangement but at least in this circumstance I would not be tripping over myself. One would hope my language skills would remain in tact as well. Hope. "Forgive me, I do believe I'm positively insane sometimes." I stated unabashedly, offering a wolvish grin filled with easy mirth. That was it. At the end of the day, Eron was at ease even after the stress of the process. "Hello, by the way." There it was, I had stumbled. But by now I couldn't care less. I already appeared to be crazy, impaired at best. What else was there to it? I could only ask that her first impression did not reflect negatively on me. But something within told me...this wasn't the first time I had encountered this particular paramour... |
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Post by Administrator on May 19, 2009 23:14:14 GMT -5
x. i saw the clouds forming tornadoes in the sky
Talons sunk deep into the now pasted bank the dame had created, repositioning seemed more foolish as slim seeped more and in between fore-pads. Greedily the mistress stole even more than what was needed from the pool that had been created. Body mass had slipped during the treacherous traveling from other lands far off to the northern hemisphere. Raising petite mass up body trembled uncontrollably fur spinning from left to right in fury, this show, just for the remaining snow to un-cling from her embroidery on hind haunches. Body soon contorted wiggling into a 'U' formation nape almost perfectly parallel to body mass, tanned lips peeled back and cage opened grabbing tuffs of her own fur between powerful jaws. Softly they sashayed through thick winter coat to bare sky, nibbling at the horrible bugs already starting up at the end of the winter season. The light maiden carefully cleaned herself from carcass down to pads. Standing back straight forward, crane and cerebrum fell toward the sodden ground a sliver of pink slinked out caressing inner appendages, rubbing her zenith there after wards. Koelin had somewhat of a feline attribute to her while doing this, making sure to get behind ears and around eyes.
x. the winter winds blew on lake Michigan that night
Something sparked in the stiff bold body, that sent her lurching back towards the lake like pond, sending fore appendages cracking the ice surface and meeting the water below. Her whole body was 'knee' deep in the icy water sloshing about somewhat like it was already spring or summer. Small tadpoles darting between feet caught her attention from the playful manner. Switching to stalking mode, her forebode plopped into the ice cold aqua with her haunches high in the air before pouncing more on the helpless tadpoles. Poor things. Jaws continuously enclosing on black miniature fish like creatures, but they kept slipping between gaps putting a even more interesting twist on the game. Just about to give up, she finally catches one and bit heavenly into one. A horrible expression soothed across maw sending lips up exposing lone canines quickly flicking the broken tadpole back into the shallows of the water.
x. sometimes it hurts so bad I don't know what to say
I hardly noticed more than small pair of eyes locked on me, something bigger than the birds, something totally not connected. The deep topaz eyes belonged to a hunter, the truest species of animal that had a reputation of shredding anything in it's path. Neither did i notice his gaze was more of a stare, eyes unable to leave my frame when they first caught sight of it. It was only when he made more noticeable crunches in the snow to the far side of me that i knew it wasn't me being crazy, that there was another one of me in the distance. As he neared i squared my body up with his and stood up tall, tail raised parallel with twin towers. I will admit this one thing he was coming from the east where the sun was right behind him, he looked like a god and his colors that he displayed, could he have looked more familiar in any way possible? Brain pad ticked away on who this brute was and why was he approaching me this early in the morning. I let myself step forward and carcass give a low growl, the brute was too close for comfort already
x. enacting Sybil vane in some tragic play
Teal on white creased even further forward to confront the male figure only a few yards away. With ever step she took her body seemed to fluff up just a little bit and eyes grew narrow, intimidating, interested...focused intently on every part of the opposing quad. His flashy colors drew her even more closer then needed, appendages and pads locked in position only feet away from the dire. "State your name and reason for crossing into my lands." Knowledge ticked between actions. His chuckle somewhat threw the bold femme off guard for a few seconds enough for one of her eye brows to pull up in a question look, him stating he was insane threw her body from defense mode to a calm soothing body language. She herself laughed at his odd phrase." Aren't we all insane at some point? Some more than others though. Ah yes hello to you too. "
x. So afraid that I can't ever explain
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on May 20, 2009 0:09:19 GMT -5
The situation was as follows:
A dominant female entertains herself, acting as only a whelp might despite her obvious status within the lands. A lone male approaches, makes a fool of himself and is greeted with standoffish behavior. Only to be laughed at, and redeemed.
Do you see the predicament here?...Neither do I. Except that one gigantic and oh so intimidating one...that voice. A brow ascended, quickly followed by its companion in a direct response to the edged tone utilized in the situation. Laughter almost got the better of me once again, but I hid the mirth as my stare descended - feigning submission. Only to feel the tension diminish from her chassis. Almost meekly, my ocular focus ascended to gaze upon her once again, offering a cheeky and almost at ease smile. The tip of my tail flicked, to and fro, with the energy and excitement of acquiring a new acquaintance. Oh the possibilities. The strange, double sided personality was probably due to the fact that she was of a high rank, and clearly that was a difficult space to fill. Strain must be put on the nymph to the degree that she found it necessary to split the way she truly was with the way she treated those beneath her in times of tension. In a moment I pitied her, my brows furrowing even while she offered her own salutation. To this I attempted to recover. Idiot. it voiced and I could only flinch away internally and hold steady at recovering my humorous demeanor.
"Aaaah, but I think I've outdone myself." I replied coyly, oculus aglitter with teasing and mirth. As if this was an everyday happening. The words flowed freely and without issue whatsoever. It was as if I had spoken to her every day for my entire existance...as if I'd stared into that same gaze a hundred times before. And yet I could not place her. Where do I know you from? Maybe you should say that out loud. And risk offending her? I thought that would probably be a step in the wrong direction. Still, since when did I care? Offend her. I was the redemption song. If anyone could slip away from the danger of those jaws I assumed I could...why not? "Do I know you from somewhere?" I inquired, somewhat cautious and it showed within the tone just how wary I was of this question myself. Let alone her reply. That in itself promised to be a nightmare, so much so that I could hardly stand it. Lobes descended and I simply sat on the frozen sod. Waiting for whatever doom was on its way, if any. What a dreary self. Cheer up. At least she's nice to look at. The shallow and idle thoughts made me slightly sick to my stomach, and the nausea only grew worse as those thoughts progressed. I found myself searching my memory than focusing on the solely masculine thoughts. Frankly I'd rather not be reduced to a generalization. Especially a poorly represented one. But she's pretty... All the while there was a small smile framing my muzzle, tender and quiet while I waited from the response soundlessly. |
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Post by Administrator on May 20, 2009 15:18:44 GMT -5
x. you can pray all you want Vibrant eyes studies the male laid out before her, in all her years shes came across many different wolves. But none like this one, no, none that she felt she had a odd sensational connection with. As weird as this might sound to anyone, seeing him gave her the need to close the distance and lick his muzzle, as if he was her pup or a friend...it took all her strength to not do just that. Flipping through memories and chasing figures none of them locked on to the target she was after. Bored waiting for his response, she felt calm enough around him that she completely let her guard go to pieces, he sent off a aurora but not a threatening one, something soft and calm. Her bodice flanked the soft ground somehow hitting a dry spot and in the beginning grass. She began to clean herself once more, oh whoa is her how demanding it is to maintain a wolf's fur to not stay dirty. Soft salmon tinted tongue caressed her side and appendages before getting a irritating itch behind auds and getting at it with claws from behind.
x. we're not coming back My eyebrows strained slightly pickling up on something, how he had yet to respond to me, to answer my questions. My carcass once more straightened back up to square body mass back up with his. I had a horrible sick feeling he had something to hide, but i couldn't think that no..he was so...handsome. The way his markings corresponded to the suns rays as well as his own alabaster peltage. And his eyes, they were alluring in a sick familiar sense, I had never come across another wolf with alluring eyes besides my own. My body couldn't help but step forwards once before catching it's self, it caught me right then...he hadn't revealed his name nor his purpose here. Instinctively teeth slowly bared and a low growl emitted from deep in her chasm. My words harsh and impatient and rung with a odd tone of authority. "State your name brute and tell your reason for being here, as Alpha female of the Metka Pack i command you answer my questions." I let my body stiffen once more, god how annoying these mood swings were at times, i just hope this wouldn't end horribly, that the male would comply and give me information. If he wouldn't contest against my authority it wouldn't end well...that's all id have to say really. One of us would end up short of pride and temporarily hurt, maybe even worse.
x. all these thoughts, they just fade away Automatically like a switch the female's carcass slowly let her guard down once again. "Oh you think so? Maybe your wrong and your normal and im the terribly insane one here. Or maybe your just dreaming a crazy little dream...you never know." Coy smile almost demanded to be seen across her facade, as well as eyes gave it away, they twinkled mischievously wondering what he'd have to even reply to that one with. Her smile and thoughts almost diminished when he seemed to of spoke her own mind. He was thinking about the same thing as she was, what were the chances of that ever happening? Her face scrunched up as if to detest the question even being asked, what sub wolf would ask such a foolish question of the alpha? But she didn't she solemnly nodded at his question, "You too feel the same?" Body shifts uneasily to the right somewhat giving her the look of a slika; omega, but her eyes stayed glued to the male's eye sockets giving her appearance away. It was only when Buitre showed his ass and decided to land on her back did she take her gaze off the brute's topaz orbs, with a thrash of her head bright questioning lamps stared at her companion. "What news do you bring my dear love?"
Birds screeched in the air and scattered quickly, a malformed shape cascaded above the two wolves slowly sinking lower and lower till it was a simple yard above cranial appendages. The bird squawked before diving at the male sensing tension in the femme only a few inches away he pulled up and spun around flying away landing on a birch tree. Red eyes stared quietly at the pair before jumping up, unfolding wings and letting body drop a few feet before flapping gauntly to his new perch, his master's back. Tensing at her reaction he hopped back onto her haunches almost falling off. What a odd sight it was to see a scavenger on a wolve's back who was half as tall as she was. "Mistress, i am sorry for my inconvenience of scaring you or hurting you with thy talons, forgive me." He quickly bowed his head and closed his thin lids over his distracting eyes. "I have brought exciting news! The massive red deers are migrating back to these lands! Plenty of food will be coming this spring and stay plentiful for the summer." He snickered coldly before glaring at the opposing brute as if to claim his master, he was very jealous at that and snapped his beak furiously.
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on May 21, 2009 16:24:03 GMT -5
The confusion in her gaze was an unexpected presence that served to sooth me and bewilder me. This put me on edge, I was not one to trifle with the unexpected and the unstable. Naturally that made me wonder why I was in the company of a female. Sexist. My conscience barked lazily, though I thought myself more shrewd than sexist at this point in time. The collapse of her exquisite figure onto the composition granted me permission to mimic her and I did so unceremoniously. Flopping on my stomach only to roll and lie on my spine. Gazing into those oculus even from upside down was enchanting, though the fact that I could not place her was also unnerving. Where do you know the broad from, Eri? I began to scrape through my past, digging through each memory that I had on hand only to be interrupted by the sudden movement – her rising. Oh now we’re angry once again. It took every inch of patience in my possession not to roll my eyes in frustration. Sorry dear. I’m trying to get to know you first. A pleasant expression was pressed into the mold, brows furrowing as the tip of my tail flicked gently; a conscious effort to ease her aggravation. All this until she spat that word at me. A quiet, almost hurt looking, frown spread over my countenance and my features were utterly sober.
Brute? Breathing a ragged sigh, harks sunk to their graves and my voice was riddled with reservation. ”Eron. I wasn’t disrespecting you. Simply felt the need to know what I was getting into first. Forgive me?” A pleading look announced my sentiment. Though I wasn’t generally so vulnerable to the influence of others…but as I seemed to know her…almost intimately it felt…I could only hope she would forgive my…mistake? The fact that she eased down, seeming to internally work things out. The concept of her being insane rather than myself coaxed a dry laugh. My skull immediately shook in a dismissive fashion. ”That would be simply impossible. Improbable at best.” There was no dimension where I was not deemed certifiably insane. Not one. But that playful expression of hers made me almost sigh with admiration, quite pretty this one. ”I do.” I replied simply, my voice soft and careful…almost tenderly directed towards her. We appeared to be frozen in time for several intense moments that were absolutely maddening on my end.
Naturally they were not meant to last, and to my great anguish there was no epiphany to be had. Only the arrival of an odd looking bird, swooping in and speaking excitedly to her about food. I was unimpressed to say the least, but a little bewildering. I mean really, that’s just odd. A vulture? It squinted at me, and clicked its obnoxious beak, to which my stare remained blank. There was no easy response to such a spectacle. What an odd creature. A lobe twitched, flicking warily at the scavenger before my attention was repossessed by the siren. ”Obviously a friend of yours.” I voiced, my words clothed carefully to conceal whatever undertone of skepticism might b e readable. Offending her was not on today’s list of things to do, or any other for that matter. I was content to be in her presence in a lazy fashion. One that denoted ease and comfort beyond that of an acquaintance. It was then that it struck me. Holy… Flashbacks, loaded with the fluff of childhood cuteness. And the rebellion of tykes as well. Betrothal, time spent together in reluctance and the slow blossoming of an understanding friendship.
Without my knowledge my jowl had grown slack and hung there, my oculus wide and blind to the fact I stared at her as if she’d sprouted an extra head. I suddenly felt juvenile, transported into a state of mind that had me itching to run in the opposite direction and tackle her all at once. Luckily I was frozen in shock, and unable to do either of the listed options. A weak smile, one that made it look as though I was about to puke or that I was in a great deal of pain, was offered her. I wasn’t about to tell her where I knew her from. That would be….Awkward.
Let me be your freedom
Let daylight dry your tears
With you, beside you
To guard you and to guide you
Anywhere you go, let me go too. That’s all I ask of you.
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Post by Administrator on May 21, 2009 19:01:11 GMT -5
x. i took you up against the wall
Nod was given to the male at his somewhat submissive sprawl on the ground, it pleased her to see someone doing this in her aggravated presence rather then her rolling over onto her back. While he was over in the position he was in Koelin bent down and her nares opened up flaring, sniffing him. How that smell clicked something in her mind connecting a puzzle. Now all that was left were the name and memories, she could put face and names together well enough to piece things together. Slowly she backed up to give him his own space to get up in.
x. on the rooftop we climbed through broken windows Eyes stayed on her feathered friend watching him intently, she could already guess what he was thinking before even having to enter his mind. Pain. Hate. Jealousy. That's what it was the bird was jealous because his master was finally settling down and trying to start a pack off of nothing but her own bright soul. She looked even deeper preying what he was hiding, he was afraid she would find a mate and leave him behind. He had heard so many stories of wolves doing that to their minions and he was terrified to hell that it would happen to him. Pulling out of his mind and reeling into her own she smiled at her friend. "Dear Buitre i'd never do that to you, don't worry my little love bug. You help me all too much to dismiss you that way." Almost like a mother reassuring her pups she leaned more towards him and licked his beak softly, almost laughing she knew how much he hated when she did that.
x. it's how alive you make me feel Buitre squawked and flapped his winged hopping to the cold ground sinking slowly into the few inches of snow, and tossed his head back cawing once. "Mistress you know how much i dont like to smell your dirty mouth on my precious beak! And..and..plus you messed my beautiful beard up." Stretching right wing out forwards he rubbed his beach and whole face on it burring his face trying his hardest to somehow rub off the smell of Koelin's breath as well as the wet saliva under his lower beak. Sadly all it did to his beard was fluff it up making it look awkward in every way. After his little episode he propelled himself towards the sky cawing, jumping high before his wings took over and carried him in a slow increasing circle towards the skin gaining the circle for every few feet he gained in height. After a couple yards about their heads he slowly spiraled to the left towards the trees to roost in a tree to further clean his self.
x. shot above the cloud to capture I picked up on the male's eyes and his somewhat fascination..or was it disgust, on my beautiful friend. My eyes squinted staring at him before raising my tail once more. "Yes that's my attachment, hes my other half with wings and amazing eyes." My body strained a bit more closer to him wondering why he seemed thrown off by the bird, it was almost like he had never seen a wolf with a bird. My jaws open and my head shook slightly. "You've never heard of this have you?" I did recall as a pup my mom faintly telling me about birds being soul mates to wolves and when they were of natural age to take care of themselves that their bird parts would come upon them to help them live a better life. I as well remember that voice telling me that some birds even the brightest colors would go pair up with the dark wolves and wreak havoc. My head shook silently looking at the brute.
x. you and prove that this is real That name... she couldn't put a talon on it but how well did it ring a bell in her head, she almost scorned herself aloud at not being able to remember a damn thing now around her age. "Well Eron, I welcome you to this pack with open hands?" A snicker grabbed her attention across her facade at her own words before bowing to him and greeting him with her own name. " My name is Koelin, and your a very special member to this new pack for your the only one besides me and my friend here. " His laugh had her smile return cooing her own laughter slowly away " Probably is nothing to me i feel you have no idea how insane myself can be...for a light. Must i seep a little secrete out?" Slowly only her cranial appendage seeped forward eyes swiveled around making sure no one was even near to hear what she was just about to leak onto this brute. " My full blood sister is a dark witch. She resides in the dark island just across from here. And when you go to the shore line of this place and look out to the east you can see the storm clouds rising against the background, its said its almost always night time there."
x. i want to wrap myself around you With that said she watched his face sorta contort, she thought he was thinking of what she had just said but it was different, he was thinking of something deeper. The same thing that she wanted to know, her mind was slower with remembering and wanted to remember where she knew this male from let alone what connection he had with her. Uneasily she leaned back into place where she was a sick feeling rose in her stomach and seemed to crawl up her throat quickening her heart pace up slightly. She then had a sickening image in her head. Two pups ones imitating her markings, the other with his markings...they made him even handsome as a young adult. Words came out cracked and in some weird soft voice not of hers, " Is that really you? " Her face contorted squinting up and she stepped a bit closer only a foot away from his face now, head crooked to the side before shaking it once, then twice. " It can't be you, didn't the pack keep you after our poor situation or i thought they had surely killed you? " There were so many questions scrutinizing through her brain.
x. so you can never get away
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on May 23, 2009 12:13:03 GMT -5
The fact that she was suddenly within the dimensions of what I deemed “my” space. The sensation of those nostrils scooping up whatever scent he gave off coaxed a quiet chuckle. Who knew Eri was ticklish?? It took several moments for her to seem to get her fill of the aroma and even after she had moved off I lay there. Perfectly content to lie in such a human position, my paws raised over my skull and the tip of my tail flicking to and fro in a thoughtful fashion. Being fully aware that she was presently paying attention to her flying friend, a brow ascended and I chuckled despite myself. The maternal display coaxed a tender smile. Most females had their moments like that, and those that didn’t were robots. They were absolutely inanimate creatures who no more felt than breathed in the sweet scent of liberty. The vulture’s response to her affections was another story altogether, like a tyke whose mother wished to groom it, it squawked and flailed about in an awkward manner denoting distress…again I attempted not to laugh aloud at the display. Silly thing, that bird.
Observing his leave, my gaze was trained upon the creature until it grew dormant and I found it necessary to reconnect with the she-wolf. Lobes flicked towards the sound of her voice, drawn to the honey smooth enunciation. And indeed she was explaining so it was no wonder why I was being so absolutely intense. That fussy thing her other half? I doubted it severely but did not respond in any sort of verbal manner, s imply nodded my understanding. ”No I suppose I wasn’t exposed to such things. I’m something of a recluse.” I admitted meekly, long lashes falling over my oculus as I sighed and allowed my stare to be obscured by the light lids. The bow of welcome coaxed a groan, it announced the point in time that it was necessary for me to rise and mimic those actions. Breathing a sigh, I rolled onto my abdominals only to propel myself up to stand and then mirror the due respect, albeit dutifully. ”The only one?” I repeated slowly…that hardly seemed promising as far as pack numbers went, but then the personal atmosphere was a comfortable one.
The admission of her odd beginnings coaxed a frown almost of concern. Did that memory plague her as much as I thought it did, or was I simply being overdramatic…It was difficult to decipher from the short, soft whisper that she disclosed the matter in but I was somehow certain it was a source of shame for her. How sad it would be to have that to carry within oneself. Such knowledge would surely eat away at me. The fact that her expression was suddenly mirroring my shocked, distinctly bewildered one coaxed a weak – choked – laugh to be expelled. She didn’t believe it was me. Suddenly I felt arrogant, having felt a spark of indignance at the concept of any other wolf’s markings being like my own. I knew what I looked like. Though I’d forgotten exactly how I’d come to the realization that I looked quite like some sort of celestial embodiment. .. The inquiry, though it seemed rhetoric to me, made me nod in affirmation. It was indeed me. At that point a surge of excitement sent a chill the length of my spine though explanation called for more speech at this point, and I had little time to rejoice at the onslaught of vitality. ”Well they obviously didn’t kill me…” I murmured with unintentional vagueness.
Truth be told my childhood wasn’t something I recalled too well – obviously. ”I remember angry voices, my father roaring and then my mother yelping. Then it was all dark. I woke up and everyone was gone.” In short I had been abandoned…after my father was slaughtered; God knows what they did to my mother. I harbored no anger, surprisingly enough…Only intrigue for what the truth was, and why such a thing had happened in the first place. It almost didn't matter now. The past was gone and I had nothing to do with it. And she was here. The bliss at not feeling utterly alone was unexplainable. But I found myself wanting to approach her...and without thought to mannerisms or chivalry or even the structure of a pack, I did. Taking a single step forward, I reached ever so carefully to nudge her features. as if poking to see if she was real or some hallucination. Having found her solid, my ribbon slipped over her cheek excitedly before I retired to my former position. Hindquarters were planted decisively on the sod, making myself not skip and frolic about with the discovery of my dear friend. Blast composure. |
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Post by Administrator on May 25, 2009 15:03:39 GMT -5
It was almost unnatural. things from the past being brought up from the ends of the world. How inhumane this whole set up was. Maybe it had something to do with god's grace upon the light dame, maybe her wicked past was finally unfolding and all her good deeds were being rewarded with familiar faces, while bad deeds seemed to of been punished with such a dark minded and looked down upon bird. No bad words against Buitre there but at times he just seemed a bit dark at heart, who isn't though? Even the lightest of lights have a hidden ping of black or at least a smudge of Grey somewhere inside. Most males it'd taint their testicles, how light males were terribly know to rape unpacked females, females were no better, their minds are tainted and sometimes their hearts.
Ears flicked back towards the white he wolf before her. How he seemed to throw her off balance a lot today. Why hadn't he ever heard of connecting to birds, parting up with them? Her think pad was ticking softly, perhaps no one had ever told him about such things. Plopping body to the sod, she felt almost totally comfortable around this one. "It was back when the world was ridding of the humans and the wolves were changing all around the world, the birds also changed." Stopping for dramatic pause she looked into the sky as if she was looking into the heavens, or perhaps rewinding time and deeming on a younger pup her. "It was said the children of the first lycans, there was a bird born for them. But the down side was that if the pup was meant to stay in him or her pack the bird would be fairly close and they would pair up around the 4 months mark. If the pup had a future ahead of it with traveling and reaching different packs, then the bird was to be born in those parts of the world. Many wolves set out to find their other half, only a few hand full are said to ever reach the right parts of the earth to find their birds. I am one of those lucky ones, i've lived here for only a year or two and i found my beloved feathered half. " Body seemed to relax even more, her mind was in other times far away from bringing back, the warmth of the constant sun and butterflies everywhere. Crane slowly recoiled, teal sets fixating back on the brute who was just about her size, he was as tall as she, but he had just a wee bit more muscles, not even that much more. Anyone would think he would be alpha with how much his body structures matched the femme's. Nod creased the stillness between her eyes, they were too busy over looking him once more. "As far as i know we are the only ones here."
Lobes were pinned forward, not to be looked upon as a dominant stature but a more interesting one. "Well jeeze obviously your not dead, unless....this is a dream. Which it couldnt just because of the fact everything is crisp and clean not milky and blurred." Even worst then realizing who he was she almost jumped, he was the sun in her dreams. Koelin had been having somewhat nightmares, starting off good with a burning sun shaped like a wolf coming to her as a pup then leaving replacing the light with a dark shy and bloodshot red eyes aswell as a horrible gut feeling. It made all sense now the sun god was telling her of her pup hood, of this male before her, oh wow he had the colors of the sun and seemed to shine against my coat. Pads took a slow step closer almost touching him, "They pushed me out of the pack the night they found out about us. It seemed they only kept you there for a shorter while, as i was getting chased off by the hunters." it was as soon as she had finished her sentence did he seem to display his affection. Almost thrown off guard by the sudden friendly attack, Koelin just stood there staring at the brute closely, yet distantly. Long seconds passed that her eyes penetrated his fur, focusing on his every attire, yet not in all the same. The normal feeling once felt so abnormal as a pup was rushing through her veins, body shifted and bones cracked outwardly maximizing her stature and bringing her onto two hind legs. Instantly after her transformation body arched forward then swayed backward downing into a crouch, springing her body propelled and tackled the male. Arms seemed to warp around him as their body made a loud thud against the sod beneath them, lips pulled back baring fangs almost, to anyone this first stage would seem she was fixing to rip his throat out...oh how they were wrong. Almost instantly her tongue lolled out energetically stroking his face wherever she could reach basically. Somehow she was able to create words through licks and slobber escaping her wolfish mouth. "Please it would be a honor if you accepted being Beta of this pack old friend."
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on May 30, 2009 20:56:28 GMT -5
For several stretched moments both the wolves seemed cast into the depth of their own musings and to the world about them they would almost seem within the bounds of subliminal connection – speaking telepathically among themselves. If only that were the case. Eron was a hundred miles from there, sifting through memoirs filled with the vixen. It was a strange thing – for them to all be so hazed and unclear. Each one had an ending that made little to no sense to him. Such pieces infuriated the mongrel whose greatest desire was to comprehend what lay before him when in truth he only knew that he was fond of her and at one point she had been crucial to his existence. Somehow that was far from enough, and Eri reached and scrambled for something beyond that simplicity. Indeed it was a stretch – a most difficult one. Though at that point it suddenly came to his attention that she seemed to have returned, and in that moment it was necessary for him to maneuver back to the here and now as well.
The concept of birds having change beside wolves was a foreign one to me, and I must say I was baffled that she could believe such a thing. What blaspheme! A bird hatched with the sole purpose of their existence being as an associate or companion of a lupine? I sincerely doubted any such legend but reined in the tongue that would call her foolish. Yes, Eron, no alphess would enjoy you belittling her. The calm voice of reason admonished me for remaining silent in the eye of the opportunity although within my gut knotted with disgust. I despised having to comply to social stipulations and strongholds. Frankly when I was within the dimension of comfort I would have said exactly what I thought. Unbeknownst me, my features had twisted into something of a frown. Having realized that, I quickly fixed that little problem. The only ones here… Why did that sound so utterly inviting? Eri was not oblivious to whatever inner demons he possessed…the masculine ones that said he should take advantage of her solitude.
In that briefest of seconds, the masculine soul despised himself with all the passion conceivable him, and his features fell, a slow smirk enveloping his maw in an alluring expression. It was almost sinister, had it not been for the honey strands of fur that toppled gently over his forehead. The crimson atop his brow glinted in the wan lighting. He chastised himself, brow beating himself for such repulsive thinking. It only took seconds for him to resume his lazed demeanor but he had no doubt she would notice the abrupt change in his composition.
Having made certain I was well composed, serene oculus were placed tenderly back upon her features, and an entertained expression was allowed to surface. ”Crisp?” I questioned with a chortle, skull shaken in a dismissive fashion. The swift transformation to the less primitive format was an impressive display but I hadn’t much time to admire it. Having been launched backwards, I felt the composition beneath my spine and the air fly from my lungs only for my own tendons to begin to bow and my limbs to lengthen. We were mirrors once again. Of the same form, and affiliation. Appendages were granted permission to wrap about her in a blissful, yet reserved embrace, hugging her to me. The soft sweeping motion of her caresses made me laugh aloud only to nod in the affirmative. Naturally I would accept such a position, if only to remain close to my friend. ”Do not sound so doubtful.” I crooned reassuringly, allowing my appendages to slacken and release her at her leisure. ”What shall we do now?” I murmured rhetorically, glancing about while my nostrils quivered with the liberation of this discovery. |
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Post by Soleil Noir on Jun 15, 2009 1:01:00 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 whispering of conversation arouse his ear drum.
Slowly he eased his pace, body turning to the conversing pair as he drew nearer. Ears flattened and tail drooped as he slowly came into their range. Raders flicked as he listened carefully to the words the rolled from their tongues, mind channeling wildly all the word they spoke. It wasnt till he realized whom was whom in the pair, that his body relaxed.
Easing in, the black wolf, moved into view. Flashing his tail under his belly, he quietly approached the two with little threatening posture. But, even with these flashed of submission, he was a very proud wolf, and use his clever ways to get things he wanted. No matter the ranking, Noir found ways to hold his pride.. [/center] Darkness Falls
Below the Moon
And Shimmers In His Eyes
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Post by Administrator on Jun 15, 2009 2:05:42 GMT -5
Everything mused out. First it was the crickets and the buzzing of mosquitoes, then one by one each bird's harmony voice was muffled. And lastly the rushing of the water fall quiet taking the trickling water with it as well. All left audible were the two of them, their breath, his heart beat somewhat slower than hers, Koelin fancied how they were way back when everything was out of line, how edgy it was. Forbidden love, or was it 'puppy love' how so many adults want to call it now a days, whatever it was it still somewhat lingered in the child side of her, all her dreams were still being dreamed to this day. Long chain length paced its self with her slowing heart beat, as if her young life was passing before her eyes she lost her place of where she was, and who was under her only for a few minutes. What a trace this was, a secrete love affair behind the backs of the whole pack, how lucky the two were to even be accepted not being blood of the alpha, but what they did seemed to push their matters too far to tolerate, even their own sire and dam were lost in wordlessness.
As slowly as everything tuned out, it crept back again and almost fretting for the memories to come once more, a low growl emitted from tightly sealed jowls. The last image to fade out was one of Eron's face, his small features curving in every way along with a soft caring smile, Koelin's heart sunk sadly at the thought of how everything ended oh how she wished she could go back and perhaps kept things under wrap. Perhaps wait till they were old enough and trained properly, then they could have fled away together or even took on both alphas, aiding each in battle, but for what? For love? Or was it the please to have the other there for eternity. All sounds crept back and Eron's face came into view, he seemed somewhat distaste with something he was thinking. Afraid that he took her growl as a warning she was almost too hasty to pin her ears back and whimper, her soft tongue caressed his jaw line as auds perked back up and pinned forward interested on what the other was thinking. "My beta, is there something wrong?" Honey voice soothed out as if not asking a question at all, but stating something even deeper.
his transformation under me somewhat gave me a fright but i soon chuckled at him and myself laying there watching each other. Appendages around me set my mind off, how bad this would be. I felt at home in his arms, i wanted to snuggle down and rub myself on him, i could feel my body increase with heat and my thoughts were swamped with passion. So this was how it was going to be, years and years were passed and once we find each other again our love was going to explode here, if that was the case we picked the perfect place to have this 'meeting'. It was spring, the season of love and lovers, if it wasn't dubbed Spring id personally call it the Aphrodite season. Wait, what was i thinking? My mind hastily pushed the romantic visions and thoughts aside, this wasn't going to happen i had to compose my alpha rank, never would a bright smart alpha fall in love with her beta... at least i didn't want to think of it like that. At his accepting voice to her earlier question i almost jumped out of her skin, so he was now the rightful beta of the pack, and hopefully nothing would change that.
As soon as his last words graced her auds a squawking pierced the air, and a chill ran down Koelin's spin sending her body into a shiver, she didn't think about touching minds with the bird, she knew exactly who it was, and what the fuss was about. Pads echoed softly, almost as quick as it had happened Koelin quickly hopped off of Eron and shifted back into her wolven form as the opposing male eased forth. A reddish tint graced her facial features, it was rather embarrassing for the omega of the pack to witness what seemed to look like on the outside. Quickly her posture was contained, twin auds lashed forward as chain length flipped up, showing her position in the pack her lips curled back slowly as harsh words creased into the opening between them. "Noir, what brings you here and what do you want?"
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Post by Soleil Noir on Jun 15, 2009 2:39:56 GMT -5
His Pelt Black
Upon His Face
The Sun May Never Shine The world of spring was indeed a time of lovers, and love, but also a time of challenges for those lovers quarrels. The birds sung out their souls to the sky, setting the world awhirl with the twittering of the feelings. Leaving Noir in a state like a young love struck whelp.
At the sight of her eyes on his, he melted. Into the earth the male rolled, moving to his back, and pawing slightly at the air toward her, much like a young pup would to a mother or sibling. His tail thrashed wildly behind him, losing interest fast on the scene he had slipped so slyly upon.
He was vexed with the affection the Beta and Alpha showed with one another, but their was little he could do about that situation at the time.
Ears stayed flat to his skull as soft whimpers and whines vibrated in his throat, echoing slightly in his nares as he rolled back to his stomach, slipping up closely to her and licking lightly under her maw. Eyes flashed to a moment to Eron, not so much as showing any welcoming, respectful, gestures to the beta. Eyes merely watched the other male for a moment before Noir finally calmed with his entire display.
With wintertide passed and seedtime vastly approaching, the world was slowly waking from it dormitory state. Bared limbs of the tall oaks and evergreens shimmered with the melting frost, glistening brightly in the morning light. Leaves seem to glow as they burst every so solemnly from their wooden sheath. The twittering of birds, chatter of squirrels and the ever so faint cry of a calfing deer; the world was coming to life once again.
"I merely wished to know where you all were...The den was quiet and to still for my liking." His voice was deep, with a low soothing rumble that often could lull a pup to sleep. He had done that from time to time, when a fae passed through with cubs. They would gather around the subordinate and listen to the stories he told, falling off aimlessly into the land of lost wishes, vailed by the darkness of sleep, lulled by his melodious voice. [/sup] Darkness Falls
Below the Moon
And Shimmers In His Eyes
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Post by [/li][li]ERON[/li][li] on Jun 15, 2009 23:13:19 GMT -5
The evidence that Koe was far off within the depths of her own mind, her own world was enough to make me venture away from her internally. Far away, to the memory of leaving…having wondered where she would be, whether she was safe or happy or if she had even cared that we had been separated. The snarl of her production reached the depths of my thought quickly enough and almost coaxed a rebuttal. Not a few moments passed before there was another enunciation, a reassuring whimper that keened into my subconscious enough to break me of the spell it bound me in. The heated caress of her ribbon sent a shiver down my spine though I did not enunciate such a development, only chuckled tenderly at the inquisitive expression in that gaze. You’re so precious. ”Nothing beyond my capacity to dispense of.” I reassured softly, holding her gently in the embrace of the well sculpted appendages.
The heated expression in her gaze could only induce a feral expression, lust bubbling in my gut only to be pressed down. This could not pass. My feelings…however shallow…could not rule my actions. She was too good a lady to use, not that I had ever indulged in “using” others. I had no offspring floating around, no lovers left heartbroken. Just her. The missing piece to me and yet beyond my reach…and in my arms. The scent of her was intoxicating, utterly love drunk on the fragrance of the alluring female. If you only knew. I could only think, skull tossed as Roshan too seemed agitated with this new character. The appearance obviously alarmed the alpha as she bolted away from me and stood guiltily under the gaze of the omega. My response was hardly so theatrical, my features were motionless…calculative and blank. I was unafraid of whatever judgment this soul cast upon me.
I was not regretful. Or fearful of whatever scandal followed this spectacle. Holding her will have always been worth it. Noir, as Koe referred to him as, seemed rather whiney and haggard. Just as one would predict an omega to proceed. The jealousy that flavored his presence nearly induced the bristling of my nape, however I found it necessary to calm myself and force the wolf to remain impatiently sprawled upon the vegetation. Turning over to lie on my stomach, I did not mimic Koelin’s actions and remained in the larger, monstrosity of a lycan form. It was perhaps more beautiful than my wolven form – each muscle was clearly defined in the smooth curves of each bend in my body. My alabaster fur gleaming and abundant but not shaggy save for the area about my neck which was somewhat larger but not obnoxiously so. My talons were ebony, a surprise against the shocking immaculate white that embodied most of my frame. My markings were as they always were and my gaze the same golden hue.
My nostrils quivered briefly, and Roshan flew to nestle between my shoulder blades as she often did when she chanced an encounter while I was at leisure. Listening to her chirp pleasantly, my lobes twitched back only to thrust forward at the male’s explanation to Koe’s inquiry. Squinting in a vigilant manner, I did not speak and allowed my features to illustrate my uncertainty with this newcomer. I knew Koelin…well…to say the least. Who was this jealous fellow…The tip of my tail flicked, to and fro and I propped my chin upon the perch of my outstretched appendages with a sigh, an amused expression cast to the blushing alpha. What had she to be bashful about? I was much less than keen on disclosing any sort of remorse over our actions. Mostly because…I would never be sorry, however brief and reserved they may seem. Part of me wanted to reach for her and drag the silly girl into a fond hug but I remained motionless other than my skull turning back towards the omega. ”I don’t believe I’ve had the pleasure.” It was voiced comfortably, my own voice sounding younger in comparison, still holding the laughter I had conjured of this situation. It would seem I was the only one utterly at ease…pity. |
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Post by Administrator on Jun 17, 2009 1:45:06 GMT -5
Eyes slowly moved from the lower classed male to him, mind ticked away replaying exactly what had happened and how the dame reacted to it. How childish it was of her to loose her composure and act shy as if the omega's words meant a thing at all. Looking back teal twins only caught the male's folded ears as he licked under her chin, surprisingly she approved the gesture but softly growled at him before baring teeth. Her earlier display seemed to remind her of what she would have done over a century ago being younger and not as high ranked as she was. tossing head away as if meaning nothing her body convulsed and she was soon back into her better form. Standing on hind legs she clearly toppled over Noir, with pads triple the size of a mere human her kind was far more advanced that any predator in the here and now. In fact once to test her own strength, Koelin took on a mother lion and her two almost grown cubs yes she walked away injured, but she walked away victorious.
Shifting away from the omega her back was forced upon him as she moved slowly yet gracefully for something of her size, motions carried her to her sweet old friend laying somewhat sprawled out in the grass on his stomach. Her expression couldn't help but change from the harsh alpha to a soft warm hearted mother, for Eron looked like a cub not yet adult but then not yet one who suckles. Nearing him her bodice lowered on his back as if it was a joke even her arm reached down open paw petting his head, but soon after in respect her body shifts and moved from his back to the floor besides him. One thing she hated about her lycan form was how human it could be for instance when you looked at a male front on it was far too easy to see if he was excited to see you, you didnt even have to taste the air with your nostrils, and females had these lumps on their chest resembling human breasts. How unattractive. A deep sigh escaped her cavern and out flared nostrils for now she was content, besides the fact that hidden away she somewhat wished that Noir had intruded.
Perhaps she wanted to continue what they were doing, or more so what they might of ended up leading to. Noir's words caught her lingering attention and both eyes pierced through his body, the 'den' hasn't been used for days now no need to for none of the members were pregnant nor were there pups in the pack. Reaching back her fingers laced within Eron's fur feeling through it how soft it was for a brute let alone one who has been on his own for a while now. "This is my very old friend Noir, his name is Eron. Hes the new Beta. For now." Orbs stayed on the lower classed member of the pack, but a smile graced her soft lips towards eron.
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