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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 14:44:14 GMT -5
Sun came crawling up in the far horizon. The forest creatures began the daily routine. Birds flew along announcing the morning that has come. Fog flowed between the trees thick and cold as a mountain river, finding it's way into the valley. Among the silver strings of the fog a pair of blue eyes sparkled. The dark blue eyes scanned the new area, waiting to be explored. In silence the elegant figure of a she-wolf moved. Her head was high, examining each scent that touched her nose. Ears held ahead, she listened...Rabbit on the left...10 meters...To the right a bigger pray.
She crept through the dew covered grass following the scent. She stopped...Tracks of three deers were before her paws. They were young, yearling's probably...Her silver white fur shivered to take of the drops of dew for in it. She inhaled deeply observing the tracks. One of them had a bad leg.
Crack ...Crack...
The three were about 5 meters away. The wolf used the fog as cover and walked carefully, closer with each step...Her blue eye saw them. She prepared seeing the one she hunted. His long back leg was injured...It was spring and such injuries were common among the fighting males. A moment passed...Eyes of the wolf were set on her pray.
Then in a second, she burted into speed. The pray turned and ran for their lives. They jumped over the rotten trees before them, zig-zagging through the woods. But the predator was wise. She knew it was just a matter of time, and allowed them some distance. The one she wanted was slower and was falling behind. The distance between her and the pray was shorter with each step. The deer had slipped...The wolf's fangs ceased the moment and entered his neck. His death was quick...
Her teeth feasted on the rosy flesh. Such a meal was rare for a loner as she. After filling her belly, the white female walked away from the corps, knowing that bigger predators would sense her kill. She strolled along the flower covered ground and settled on the rock near by...Her eyes glowing in the shadow, she watched the flight of birds...
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 15:53:35 GMT -5
Cadeyrn's ears pricked as he slowly caught the scent of another wolf. His eyes moved briskly-- there she was, not that far from his perch. Life is but a game - it all depends on how you play it. How well you play the game - or how well you cheat - determines your life. Those beings who cross your path are mere players, either against you or on your side. There are two types of players: the puppets, and the puppet masters. He was a puppet master. He controlled the rules, he decided what befell the other players... or at least, that's what it seemed like to him. But why wouldn't you think like that when all your life you've been superior to those around you - both physically and mentally? Even so, he was no fool. Despite the fact that toying with others had always been a simple, even frivolous, task to him, his mind was not clouded by fantasies. He knew his limitations, and knew them well enough to have been able to survive so freely for so long. His new surroundings were enough to instill caution in him. Having arrived in Sorrento just a year or two ago, the brute had wasted no time in learning every twist and contour of the lands - his efforts had even awarded him the title of Alpha. . And if he was ever too tired to search for entertainment of his own, the pack always housed a female or two to "play" with.
From behind the pine tree's he watched the femme closely, just for a quick attack. His nostril's filled with the scent that he took in a long time ago. Soon he marched in with a grin upon his face "What do we have here?" He questioned with a small chuckle. "What happened to your mother? Dead . .? She wasn't much use any how" He let out a deep tone that seemed to scare others. Circling around the young femme his grin was like a joker, uneasy and unlaughable.
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 16:09:33 GMT -5
Scent that was familier and hated crossed the femme's delicate nose. She got up on her paws and in one elegant leap stood before him eye to eye. She knew that d**ned scent from long ago but remaind calm...furry would only diminish her judgment. Violet eyes with blue shades watched as the male circled around testing and scanning features. The star upon her forehead was bright and revealed her identity.
Brute strolled along like he owned these rogue lands which was far from truth. Memories came with his mocking tone that tempted and caused her iris flash.
As many your blood-thirsty fangs killed... she answered with a calm voice, waiting to see his next move.
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 16:17:22 GMT -5
He soon Hid behind some trees. .The wind was blowing straight at him; he would have the advantage of sneaking up behind her and she wouldn't know. And so, he bounded forward and raced the short distance to her. Slowing as he came closer, he could sense that she was about to howl and flattened his ears, taking this as the chance to leap at her and kill her. Ignoring the howl and instead using that as something to block the sound of his movements, Cade rushed from behind and leaped up and at her back, trying to dig his claws into her then roll over and off, still clutching the fur, and slam her sideways onto the ground. He then jumped up and attempted to land somewhere on her body to pin her, then lunge forward and deal a death blow to her neck. "Watch your words. ." He hissed.
*Sorry if it was too fast, It was a killer-move LOL xD
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 16:31:51 GMT -5
<and now he realizes she isn't a pup any more  > The leap was as perfect as to be expected from the murdering thug he truly was. There was not a thing he wouldn't do to satisfy his sick ambition, yearn for more and more. He clawed her snow back and jumped away with hissing warning until charging again at her neck. But he was too used to defenseless femme's his pack enslaved. Alpha was dropped his guard and was too fast to notice ... Male jumped at her throat when she kicked his belly throwing the scum far away crashing into a tree with his back. Star on forehead shined fade to state but a pale shade of her power. Do not underestimate me... fae flashed pearl fangs in warning. Wind brushed through her coat of glimmering platinum white, making it swirl and settle in a majestic form of beauty. |
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 16:41:53 GMT -5
Getting pushed back wasn't a big thing really. He began to chuckle . ."Me? No you got it all wrong . ." He called out. Finally recovering from the hit, soon his optics kept watch of the female and soon faded away. His paws took him towards the female "What do we got here?" He questioned just before he made his kill. Noticing her weak spot since she was a pup he truly slided under her attempting to bite her upper throat area. It wasn't to hurt her. . No, just to let her get dazed off. Just before the she-wolf could of attacked he jumped back, claws dugged down into the soil. Watching, the brute's grin was ever-lasting.
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 16:58:20 GMT -5
But she was no pup any more, but a full grown wolf soon to reach three. That and fact she has been living for a chance to avenge deaths he has caused. Yes she could feel his teeth underneath cutting air supply but it was then he realized it was a grave mistake. Slash and then an other followed of light and soon her whole fur illuminated the shadows of great trees. His released the grippe just in time for her to move away with blazes of light swirling around in stripes as a shield.
Male's belly bleeded as well as her neck. Short of breath the femme took a moment to concentrate ... Stare shined brightly over her night colored eyes. Coat then settled as the shine faded.
It was the first in long time to actually see her power to control the essence of elements...energy. The Spirit mentioned so often was no legend, it was her...
Head high she watched the brute get up with a hint of surprise a femme would own such might. Her breathing was now normal as well as his wound, bleeding stopping...It was then both saw, for now, they were evenly matched
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Post by Midnight on Nov 26, 2008 17:59:58 GMT -5
Smirking he left the femme, but he stalked her every move. With a small growl, some other wolves surrounded her . .'secretly' What a hard headed femme . . I didn't deserve this. My instincts hit and soon I leaped, hoping to pin down the femme and knock her out to a sleep. How could a 4 moon old brute get beaten up by a two year old? I don't think so. Without waiting he took advantage, hopefully she would be asleep......... Biting silently on her scruff he dragged her away.
*Hmhm Low on muse for here. And you can block his attacks. . I forgot I didn't let you a chance to reply... But You can fix it up
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Post by Oriana on Nov 26, 2008 18:48:07 GMT -5
She awaited until he left to turn and go away. It was still not the time for her vengeance, not until she finds out what his pack was up to and something was definitely steering. Then with a swift move she found herself knocked down and dragged. Regaining control she pushed herself with back legs in one move placing his throat between her fangs. But the male was no beginner and pulled back just in time...
Femme jumped on paws again snarling at him and sensing they were not alone. He should have left in time...
You will never have me she growled wt the Alpha too used to submissive females.
For her only wish was to see his down fall...
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