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Post by Midnight on Nov 25, 2008 18:52:15 GMT -5
Soon a rhythmic sound would be heard as it beated down softly on the ground. The figure? Aydan the pack's alphess. The femme made her way right, where the most of Mortimer Fall's could be seen.There was silence in the pack and territory, it was dawn what can you expect? Her dark blue orbs searched around scanning the area for any loners whom 'seemed' to find their way here. The wind rushed down the pine trees as they shivered in fear.
The raining season was finally here meaning there wouldn't be much drought. Ayda adores spring, its the meaning of a new chapter in life. She then realized Judge, Judge wasn't up and early. Her beautiful maw was raised into a howl filled with musical notes that thankfully the wind seemed to echo. Although Judge wasn't her mate she felt so closed to him, she seemed to like him more often than any other brute she has ever met, she tries keeping it to herself though.
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Post by Oriana on Nov 25, 2008 20:06:17 GMT -5
Slight breeze carried the small and sparkling orbs, spraying over the wide and bright green leaves. Rain was warm and gentle against the male thick red fur. He walked admiring the beauty and peace that ruled over his home land, remembering the chaos that was before...But nature wasn't the only thing he admired...
Few meters ahead was a slender shape of his Alphess, leader of the Samara pack. Her coat glimmered touched by the drops of crystal water. Lips stretch letting an elegant and noble voice echo... He couldn't help smiling as paws walked to wards the one that captivated his canine heart.
Good day, Milady with a soft tone Judge greeted the swan fae.
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Post by Midnight on Nov 25, 2008 20:14:17 GMT -5
Aydan soon auds perked up hearing the silent sweeps across the floor that led the brute towards her. With a soft smile she looked towards Judge, orbs glimmering a dark blue along with her gentle snow color fur.
Observing Judge she jingled her tiara softly, awakening from the trance. "Hello, Judge" She replied soft notes filling the air. The small crystal droplets began to pour, seemed at the right time. "Judge . .I've got something to tel-" Just then she cut off her sentence and began to seek something near the emerald bush. Her soft nostril's picked up the scent, Cayden. How she hated the worthless brute. Always seeming to get in trouble, although I might be frighten for his words to kill of the pack. Watching Judge, he couldn't even tell if I was crying for the rain did my favor. Sweeping through the floor silently Aydan made her way towards her den.
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 7:22:01 GMT -5
Flitting like a ghost, Aydan drifted across camp in her silent manner. She was particularly quiet today, just for the sake that silence was hard to be found elsewhere. It made her wonder if her decision to be alphess of the pack was well grounded, so many words and sounds floating about. It probably had something to do with the new threat to the packs or whatever. The snow-fae didn't bother with it; although she was truly curious, she couldn't help but be irked within by all the nattering nonsense.
As she continued to march her shadowy presence across the pack camp, she caught the presence of something particularly white in her peripheral. Turning scarred blue eyes to see what was there, Aydan realized that it was a packmate of some sort. Whoever it was, they were small in stature and were pacing about. Kind of like herself.
The observant fae watched as the wolf paced once again before looking about and dropping to the ground. Drawn in by her inner inquisitive nature, Aydan cantered over to the other, walking about so they came face to face. She didn't quite remember meeting her before, so out of common courtesy, the fae tried to work up something to say.
"Name?" she inquired softly, tilting her head in question. Aydan was never a master of words, so whenever she did speak it was subdued and monotone. Still, it got the message across.
Mostly.
Her nostril's inhaled the scent whom it was to be her run-away sister. Great[/] she thought, forgetting about what just happened she faced judge until her sister butted in. I'm the one who's suppose to put her to her place but . . she's my sister how could I ever do that? "This is .. Judge" She answered quickly. |
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 14:39:23 GMT -5
<ahmmm...skiping me? shame on you  >
It was quite an unusual scene... Judge felt that Aydan had something to say, something of importance that was heavy on her femme heart. But a sudden crack interfered. By instinct he turned snarling not knowing the coming scent of fae. But it was familiar like... Aydan? She wolf came out of the bushes one he haven't seen for months...Nile...sister of the Alphess. It was a playful creature and quite energetic, though one could teach her manners.
Then an other crack. Judge nodded a small courteous greeting to the new comer and walked a way with rushed pace. The scent that came from far bordered. It was a male, a certain male that should not be allowed in Samara domain. Walking quickly turned to running trying to catch up with the intruder. Like hunting he leaped with power, bouncing off the solid ground to gain speed. Cayden was almost at the limits of the pack and before he should reach it...Judge wanted to see just what he was up to. Though an ex Omega that thug was not to be underestimated.
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 14:47:20 GMT -5
My deep blue eyes glared into Nile's. My bodice seemed to follow Judge as I too smelled it. The rain drops began to fade away as the crystal droplets stayed on my snow colored coat. A small growl was stuck in my vocals as I too seemed to know whom it was. My sister? I have no pity on her for she ran-away some time ago and as my personality structure I would never forgive that.
The white ghost sweeped down the rocky floor making her way next to Judge. Right now I didn't have time for this rough play, now I'm going to attack my prey. The white hair stood on my back as my lips turned into a snarl. Stalking my prey I circled around it, making sure I would catch its last scent upon the earth. Something holded me back though, my shimmering blue optics glared at the total darkness.
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 17:26:00 GMT -5
Judge stood and watched for a moment the Alphess's sister. Aydan wanted to help by instinct but Judge signed her to wait. The fae was away from the pack for too long and this was her chance to show just what kind of asset she could be. Power dripped out of her pours as iris changed color. Flammes burned the sky and gound...such greatness and yet so dangerous, too dangerous. She battled well until the thug jumped on her back snapping his jaw.
Judge charged in an instant taking the invadors neck between fangs. Crack! The teeth closed on the male spine but not braking. Male was no unconcious and he will be for a long time. He turned to wards the two femmes...
<sorry people...little muse *looks at shrunken muse*>
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 17:33:25 GMT -5
Watching carefully I watched the brute, dead. My paws showed me the way to go . . . Gone. My sister for now was in low position why? She'll have to earn my trust the way others did. .Soon I left to Mortimer's Falls.
(Short Too xD..)
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Post by Oriana on Dec 3, 2008 13:06:33 GMT -5
Males ears pinn up hearing a splash...Judge decided to follow the sound and see if all is right with Alphess's sister. He patted down the woods slowly tracking the faes scent. It was sharp and sweet, almost a twin smell to her sisters perfume. The majestic brute saw her feasting on a salmon, ripe and ready for a deacent meal. Smiling he steped out of the shadow
"Why would you say that, Nile?" he asked ....
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Post by Midnight on Dec 3, 2008 20:07:27 GMT -5
With a deep growl I was off, my sister belonged to this pack from birth! What if she wasn't my sister but just a poser? Now my mind was filled with thoughts, I don't think I'll ever know the truth. Auds pricked forward at the mumble, I couldn't know whom it cammed from but I was close enough to hear. My dark blue optics glared deeply down the cracks that formed on the rocky surface. White snow ball colored bodice moved along with the rhythm her paws danced. Time for the raining season, more fun for me... But now wasn't the time.
Close by two pairs of golden optics with a mixture of red blinked watching at the snow-ball femme. He let out a small chuckle before stalking her every move, poor kitty he would think. With a small growl he left claw prints upon a tree trunk, making it clear he would come back....
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