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Post by strages on Jan 13, 2008 8:07:15 GMT -5
The lone black wolf stood silently by the lake. His golden eyes never stopped searching his surrounding for the hope of seeing another of his kind. Strages hadn’t seen a fellow wolf for quite some time now. He had lived the life of a loner and although it had suited until now that was. No, Strages was still on his own. The large ebon painted wolf lowered his muzzle and took a long refreshing drinking for the beautiful lake. When he was done he lifted his gave to the never ending blue sky above him, and a lonely howl tore from his vocals.
Strages’s howl drifted through the air for a handful more seconds before the silence resumed and covered the land like a fog. The large wolf turned his head to look at his side and sighed as the spotted the long scar that his father had inflicted upon him when he had been a young carefree pup. A low growl rumbled in his throat as he though of his good for nothing father whom he had killed, even though Strages had hated that God d.amn wolf he still felt guilty for what he had done. Strages growled again but this time at himself for been stupid, he had made a promise to himself that he would never think of the past again, that he would never return to his old life and that he was going to start fresh.
The golden eyes scanned the surrounding’s once more and the ebon wolf sighed. Chances where he wasn’t going to get any company today as he had hoped. His eyes flickered up and he could see the darker clouds rolling towards the lake. A sure sign that there would be heavy rain or a storm, any half sane wolf would surely have taken cover. Strages lowered himself so he was laying down and rested his head on his front paws. His jaws opened wide as he yawned. He had been traveling for a while and had not slept for what seemed like an eternity. Strages closed his eyes and was about to give to sleep until he realized that wasn’t the time or place to sleep, he was exposed out in the open and would be an easy victim for any murderous wolf out there and there was even the possibility of a storm.
Strages stood up, his backend went up first as he stretched like a young pup would. His golden gaze flickered from all the different shapes in the distance. The black wolf still remained hopeful that another wolf would turn up and he would have some company for a while, but Strages was not dumb and he knew the chances of anyone coming along to talk to the black wolf was slim. He lifted his head and another lonely howl filled the silence that had all but consumed the terrain. Starges gaze lowered and he watched the distance, just incase some one did come along to talk to the lonely wolf.
-sorry not my best but my muse is dead-
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 13, 2008 8:11:03 GMT -5
((Woah... That is... LONG!!!!!!! You dont have to post that long but... Wow!!!!))
Another wolf appeared. She was an odd wolf. She had light blue fur like electric blue. Her eyes were also a light blue. But her tail was a dusty gray. Her head lifted from the water as she drunk. She was of the dark side. But she had a twin known as Silent who was light. She was the evil. She was Drift. The water rippled slowly as she pushed a foot into it. Then she removed it and looked at Strages. Her nose was wet from her drink. Drift looked harder into the brute's eyes. She could see he was of the dark side aswell. She smirked. What a great mate he may be. She opened her toothy jaws and spoke, "Who are you then?"
Everything was silent around her except that enchanting voice which could draw anyone into her evil trap... But this time it was different. She actually did like this wolf. This brute she had just met... This one she had found at the Love River. They had met together. That meant it was destiny...
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Post by strages on Jan 13, 2008 8:35:31 GMT -5
Strages lifted his head lazily as he heard another wolf, his allowed his gaze to search quickly for the wolf that had decided to brave the weather. When he spotted her, he jumped to his feet and his hackles went up as his first though was of danger, but it didn’t take him long to figure out that the odd coloured she-wolf was not much of a threat to him. His hackles lowered as he made a few confident steps towards the she-wolf, as he made his way closer the she-wolf he was shocked to see that she was quite beautiful but he was sure that he would see many more beauties before his time was over, unless the gods of fate decided to end his life in the near future, and it was a possibility, ofcourse quiet a slim one but the danger of death was always there, lurking in the shadows ready to pounce and kill you when you least expect it.
As The vixen looked into Strages golden eyes he did the same to her. She was dark and sexy, Strages studied her for a moment longer before he heard her speak, her voice was what a light would call enchanting, but for him it was a pitiful way to describe a dark so for now he would settle with bewitching. Strages waited a moment before he replied. “Hello Miss, I’m Strages.” His velvet voice delivered the words to the vixen’s ears with an almost purr like quality. Many vixen had fallen for him for his voice alone. Strages had not asked for the vixens name, he had not asked anything for that matter, he had left it up to the vixen to decided if she wanted to make a conversation or not, he hoped she would.
Strages's gaze never seemed to leave the beautyful she-wolf, but in truth his mind had drifted back to his past, and the pained memories he had sworn to forget. Running, always running. The young black wolf ran without a care in the world, his mother running infront of him, they weren't running from anything in perticular, they were just running for the fun of it. The silver grey wolf infront of him slowed and spoke to him. "Son this is where we will stay the night." Her words were full of care and love towards her young son. Strages smiled and nodded happly. A couple of days later they were running again, but this time they where running away from a danger. Faster they ran, faster. The silver grey she-wolf stumbled and fell to the ground, a bang sounded, and with a yelp Strages's mother lay lifeless on the ground. Strage shook his head as he tried to forget.
The cool breeze slightly blew his fur and he looked again at his surrondings. But it held no interest for him at the moment. His gazed quickly returned to the she-wolf and his teeth showed in what would have been a threatening manner if not for his tonge hanging out at the side of his mouth in a wolfish grin. Strages's mind flickered back again and he recalled killing his father, and the pleasure and enjoyment he felt while he did it. It was then that he remembered the meaning behind his name. The name his father had chossen for him the night he was born. Bloodbath. Strages growled trust his father to name him something like that, he always had wanted Strages to grow up into a killer. "Well I guess he got what he wanted." The black wolf thought bitterly to himself.
Strages shuddered, mabye he was as bad as his father, but as he looked at the she-wolf before her he knew he wasn't. By now his father would have probably bred with her against her will, then injured her very badly or even killed her. Strages growled to him self, how could anyone ever want to kill such a beauty?
//OOC//It's my second time with wolves, so excuse my not very goodness.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 13, 2008 8:52:16 GMT -5
Drifts eyes drew across the brute. He was black and his muzzle was covered in the soft snow which fell in a blanket beneath her paws. She sniffed the ground again before replying, "I am Drift. One of the opposing twins." She felt a droplet of water slowly drip down her snout and splash into the water.
Drift remembered her father. How he had been so dark... Whilst their mother had been so light. Maybe if she had spent more time with her mother she would be of the purity. She blinked, pushing back the thoughts of her family.
Her twin sister was probably wandering the forests and plains now... Staying in the light and bright sunlight which she called her home. What a fool her twin was. How she wished to sink her claws and teeth into the neck of that femme. But she knew that if Silent died... She would go with her...
She suddenly felt a wound open on her shoulder. Of course, Nothing had been there but it was because Silent had snagged her fur on a thorn. Drift ignored it. Blood stained the snow red. She smirked. Blood. That is all she needed to live on... But what happened when she died? That was exactly why she was here...
"And so how are you Strages?" She asked in that bewitching voice. She couldn't help it. When she felt love her eyes turned pink. And that is exactly what they did. She smiled. Everything of lure to a lone brute. |
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Post by strages on Jan 13, 2008 9:01:42 GMT -5
Strages smiled as the she-wolf decided to talk to him even though she hadn't had to as he hadn't asked her anything or said anything that needed to be commented on. Strages was mesmerized by her voice and it held him like a caged animal unable to get free. “It is a pleasure to meet you drift.” Again his voice was like velvet. Drift… He thought to him self, Strages liked the name. Realising that he had been staring at her he quickly moved his gaze and a sheepish grin played across his face. Strages tail wagged slowly as he tried to be friendly. In truth Strages hadn’t met many wolves before in his life.
A low sigh tore from his lips and he spoke. "Sorry if I don't act like I should, but well, in truth... Youre actaully only the fith wolf I've ever met." Strages felt stupid as he said it. He had seen quite a few wolves on his travels but he had always distanced himself from them and hadn't actually spoken to any of them. His gaze returned to the beautiful she-wolf before him and he smiled. "So Drift what brings you here?" The black wolf looked up to the sky and he could see the grey clouds nearing still but they still seemed a way off yet. Stages heard the bleating of a baby deer as it found out that it's mother had died. A smirk came to his face, he had killed that doe, and he felt almost happy at the though of the young deer been alone in the world, at least some one else would know what he had been through when he had lost his mother.
Strages herd the she-wolf speak to him again and he replied in his customry voice. "I am fine thank you, how are you"
-no muse sorry-
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 13, 2008 9:17:48 GMT -5
"I came to search for what you are" She smiled. Her eyes drew across the brute once more. She was feeling lucky today so she licked him on the ear. "I understand what it is like to have only seen five wolves. I have only ever seen seven out of my family." She shivered as a cold wind flooded the land.
"I am very well over all" She purred in the wolfish way, "Do you belong to a pack? I have heard that out of the possible... I think fifteen there are only five." She smiled again. She just couldnt stop. Her eyes were still the pink they were a moment ago. The pink of love. She reminded herself a lot of that Fear femme. How she wished she could sink her claws into that she-wolf too.
"I am an exile..." She barked. Her eyes glittered. If everything went to plan she may become great. She may be of a pack... |
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Post by strages on Jan 13, 2008 9:27:27 GMT -5
Strages listened as the she-wolf spoke ever thing she had to say. HIs handsome black face tilted slightly as he rplied. "No I am not in any pack, and even f i was i would not belong to them" Strages snapped, the though of him belonging to anybody was a horrid thought, he would be free untill the day of his death. As she said that she was well he nodded.
-crap crap crap, ergh stupid muse.-
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 13, 2008 11:25:24 GMT -5
Drift looked rather taken aback at his snap. She looked at him with those eyes again. "Well, I had better be going!" She snapped herself. She flicked her tail and began to pad off. This was an obvious way of getting him back. ((Same here! -.- )) |
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Post by strages on Jan 13, 2008 12:07:51 GMT -5
Strages, wached as te vix snapped bac at him and bgun to wal round, Strages decidedthat if sh wanted to leave then he wouldn't stand in her way. "See ya." Strages yawned and walked over to the river and he dipped his head to drink from the fast flowing water.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 13, 2008 13:10:09 GMT -5
Drift was rather shocked. She hadnt expected him not to fall for the trap. She huffed and padded away. Her beautiful tail flicked around. She was off if he wasnt going to agree with her. She sniffed and stepped delicately away... This was his last chance to get her back... |
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