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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 8:57:48 GMT -5
Ooc|| Sorry, I did not know what season, so I made it Spring. i hope you do not mind.
Perhaps she never realized it. So long had she spent surrounded by a realm of solitude, content in her own world, perhaps she never really knew, that her kind was meant to be together. Maybe it had just never occurred to her, that indeed wolves were meant to form packs, alliances, friendships and enemies. Had it really been that long? Had it really been that long since she had known what it was like to be in a formed pack? Maybe it was being in solitude for so long that had changed her, reformed her into the female she was now. Years in isolation from the world had broken her down, made it impossible for her opinion on the world and others to be heard; especially here, in a place all too new to her: a place where she had only dreamt of in her mind, on those lonely nights under the sky-alone.
Her huge gray hued orbs would tell her whole story but those orbs where like locked doors and impossible to open. They couldn’t tell you all the laughs she had, all the tears she had shed, all those lessons done and learned. As hard as anything she couldn’t show you the pain she had felt during her lifetime in those orbs. Go ahead. Stare. Stare into those gray hued eyes that where set onto her blackened face. Look into them and try to figure her out: her past, her memories and her soul. All locked up in those fearful eyes, not her heart or her mind, but her eyes. So little to be seen and yet so much could be said. But the thing is she would not speak of them. She was a closed book not waiting to be opened. This was just the way she was and here she is now, looking for a pack....
Outstretched talons connected to small black paws clicked every time they hit the rocks under her pads but muffled when walking over the soft and pale sand. Muscles tensed and quivered under the black pelt which each short yet quick stride. Gray orbs started straight ahead, auds perked up and erect listening for sounds of danger, moist noise twitching for the smell of others. She had, she thought, waited too long for this. Her strides quickened as she ran off of the coastline.
She was having fun roaming this area until she was struck dumb... She paced from side to side not knowing what to do but she knew why she was here. No. No, she figured this was destiny telling her to call out but she wouldn’t… She sat down on her haunches, twisted her cranium into the air, eyelids covered her eyes, her jaws opened and a melody poured out. Her notes started at a low range and started to climb higher and higher until it was cut off. The melody called out to no one for it was only to comfort her. It was now after she opened her eyes did she notice what it was like out. She hadn't wanted to stop, she had wanted to just keep going, to howl out all her anger, fear, anguish, her love. Well, maybe not love. Love was a word she had not known for years and well... something she'd most likely never experience again.
The sky was a dark blue with a yellow Waning Crescent Moon (15% full) and an even darker cloud starting to cover it. The air was crisp on that spring night with only a hint of a slight breeze that ruffled her dark pelt slightly brining the scent of salt with it. Pale eyes that were set symmetrically on her face shone with the color of the moon since they didn’t really have a color of their own. Her small bodice rose and fell as she took deep breaths and listened to the sound of locus in the nearby trees as well as the breaking waves of the incoming tide in the distance and the other sounds of nature with her just waiting. Waiting for something to happen, not wanting to disturb the peace.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 26, 2008 13:44:16 GMT -5
{{It actually goes by the real Seasons ^^ Which is Winter now}}
The black wolf looked around. His pack. It was empty. Everything was cold darkness. He was on his Winter Dawn Patrol. The snow was cold on his feet. The wolf was huge compared to most. His pads tapped the ground lightly as he began to trot on. It seemed to be the most normal day in the most normal place.
Now he could be no more wrong. He scented around, picking up the usual scents of morning dew and leaves. The sun had finally began to push away the moon. His broad shoulders were well muscled and powerful. He was hell on feet. The dead trees were finally beginning to grow the beautiful buds. He wondered what would go on today and what he would get up to. How could he make a decent life when his pack was going f--king nowhere?!
His own nose twitched. He was forced to freeze. There was another wolf scent and it wasnt Errita's wolves. It was an exile. It was a femme... And it was obviously looking for a pack. He carried on but at a little faster pace now- likely a jog. It was then he saw the black wolf.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 14:06:59 GMT -5
Ooc|| Ok, when I can I'll edit the post, or keep going as if I described winter.
"Halt."
An authoritative voice beckoned out, entangling her in his words. The small charcoal female stopped automatically where she was and turned with speed in a circle so her body was facing the caller. Black audits stood erect and honed in on the male, black noise twitching and taking in his scent, emotionless voids taking in his figure. Underneath her, her paws rested on a pile snow that was surprisingly springy due to the leaves under it. Her voids focused in on the well-muscled male with a curious look and in awe.
His pelt, like hers, was a midnight black that seemed almost flawless. Overhead the moon was dispersing fast, being chased away by the sun. It wasn't until now that she started to feel the effects of the cold as it began to wound its way through her fur and down to her sensitive skin. She wanted to cringe back away from the male that towered over her even more than most wolves, but than again, she was small but she had speed on her side. The brute just stood there, his voids seemingly on her. Her fluffy velvet tassel hung low and limp behind her as she lowered her small cranium just slightly since she was already lower than him.
As she stood there, the small female began to space out but than blinked away her daydreams, "I shall assume you are the owner of these lands on which I am treading?" She asked, her soft melody pouring out of her muzzle, just loud enough for him to hear. Above her loomed a large tree with dripping snow that was very close to landing on her. Foliage was trying its hardest to sprout with only some luck.
The female began to sway her tail in a relaxing manner to soothe her. She had had no socialization in a very long time. Her insides were twisting, telling her to run but she felt obliged to stay. Slowly and steadily her smooth and defined bodice rose and fell, her breath coming out as little clouds in the cold as she waited patiently.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 26, 2008 14:31:58 GMT -5
{You read my mind}
The black wolf just looked at her with that cold and unruley look which burned through ones soul. They were yellow and red, an amazing combination of colours which could pierce into ones soul. How they could bring terror to ones life. Nobody could have guessed that this wolf really was a gentle giant.
Through those terrible orbs he could see the small wolf. She was scared. Her instincts were telling her to escape. The huge wolf looked harder at her. She was of no threat to him. Then he raised his huge head so he looked even more regal still.
"This land is of The Dragon's Flame pack. And this pack is mine. I am of the only true member of this place." He replied in his velvety voice. It almost sang like the tune on the wonderous flute. The melody flowed through his limbs and gave him all the chances to run and attack her. But he stabled it. It was a comman thing which happened to him. He had learned to take control of it and harness it to enpower the strength. All his new wounds were healed as the smooth song rumbled from his throat.
"What do knowers call you by?" He smirked. A regular thing he said to ask ones name. His paws were becoming colder and so he moved a pace forth so they didnt get consumed by the deathly frost. He looked at her again. His gaze was fixed on her. His vision path not quitting. Slowly, he tipped his head to look at the coming sun. It had now battled the moon out of the sky and the silver disc had fallen so now it was a matter of inches from submerging into other lands below the forest. The sun was now creeping up and was fully visible. It was hovering only slightly above ground. This sight was beautiful... |
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 14:51:06 GMT -5
The female stared right back, past his stare with one of her own. A stare that was as cold as ice, but as deep as fog. No matter how hard you looked, you could not see past the glassy surface. It was a look that also went right through you, a look where it looked like she was seeing beyond just what stood in front of her, but much, much more. How beautiful his voids were though! The combination of yellow and red hues mesmerized the female, drawing her steadily closer to him.
He was assuming wrong of her. She was not scared nor frightened. The feeling she was feeling was just that of a strange alien emotion. Eventually, her small black paws planted themselves in the snow, halting the rest of her body from her elegant walk towards him. Her tassel still hung low and was still swaying. Except now, now she felt almost at ease as she looked up at him.
"This land is of The Dragon's Flame pack. And this pack is mine. I am of the only true member of this place."
His masculine voice rang out towards her. It was smooth, yet it still held his authority, and it was alluring. Shaking her small charcoal cranium slowly she dismissed her thoughts before rising her head once more as he continued to speak.
"What do knowers call you by?"
Her calling? That was a very touchy matter for her, even if she liked what she was dubbed. It was an odd feeling being asked her name by an unknown but she answered anyway, her tones lush and soothing, "I sir," she said, "am name Shadow Paw. However I shall answer to Shadow. With much respect, I would like to know your name as well." She knew asking for his name would be a little bit of a risk, but she was curious and she wanted to fill her curiosity of this place as she took another look at the landscape that made her breathless to even look at. [/color][/center] |
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 26, 2008 16:15:39 GMT -5
{If I told you, You wouldn't believe me}
The black wolf looked at her. His odd muzzle marking showed bright. His orbs picked up all her motion. The tassle which flew around her. It reminded him of the two opposing twins. They both had tassles aswell. And there was one more wolf... What was her name again?
His neck brace hung loosely around his neck. Why the hell was he here? Because he had a chance for an alphess that is why. The wolf looked at her voids. They were beautiful. They stared at him with the cold and hard gaze of ice and fog. Wondrous they were. His own eyes werent quite so pretty to him but she seemed to be taking interest in them. She sure was sexy. She was one of the femmes that were so beautiful one might call them a 'vixen'.
"My own name is of no true importance yet I shall tell you none-the-less" He breathed, His eyes glittering, "My call is meaning Darkess. Yet it is Swedish. It is Morker."
That name could have compressed a can. How it slipped of his tounge and cut through the air like a knights lance. Why in hells name it did this he had no clue but he had grown used to it and its devastating effects. For moments the lands seemed to be still, listening to the name and hoping that they weren't its next victim. How they wanted to live. Pathetic. Mostly humans were the ones thinking this.
His thoughts dragged over to his father. What a f--king b--tard he was. How he hated him. Come to think of it, He though of how his mother was a b.itch and how she used to torture him. He really had lived a hard life. But now he was royalty. He took in a small message and 'sent' it to his parents, 'Take that B---ard and b-tch.. He wished they were here so he could tell it to their ugly faces.
His eyes glittered again as the sun flooded over them and soaked their pelts in beautiful warmth. The warmth which you could bathe in for hours upon hours. "And may I ask your calling here?" He asked cooly. He wanted her to join. She was such a pretty femme. Not even classed as a femme. Such a small, petite and beautiful build dezerved to be classed as a vixen. He looked at her. He wanted her answer. What would she say? What COULD she say for that matter. He awaited for her to reply in that wonderful tone of which she spoke in.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 16:45:42 GMT -5
It was not until now, now that she was closer, did she see the odd marking that was on his muzzle that seemed to stand out greatly now in her eyes. With her voids, she traced the outline of his body and all of their contours. It was almost like she was looking for a flaw, something that would show her a physical weakness but she could find none. He was strong-willed and hearted she figured, being driven by a personal ambition.
The female had no name to describe the masculine with. But after a moments thought she came up with one; Adonis. Adonis, no, no, no that didn't even start to cover it. A low sigh emitted from her bodice and muzzle as she looked up at the male wolf who owned this land. he spoke again, this time his voids glittering.
"My own name is of no true importance yet I shall tell you none-the-less. My call is meaning Darkess. Yet it is Swedish. It is Morker."
His voice, still as tempting and as captivating as before sliced heavily through the air. "Morker." She replied slowly, testing his name on her tongue that felt oddly normal. "Morker," she said again, "what a unique yet lovely name." Her words came out slowly once more, this time her tone was more confident but still soft and smooth.
The forest still seemed to be holding their breath, even after Shadow spoke. She could see a quick yet subtle change in facade which was a look she knew all too well herself. He was thinking, she knew, of something from the past. As for her own past, she has tried to forget the d.mned life she lived on the tundra, living everyday with a feeling you were about to be dismantled by your brother who wanted revenge. Revenge. Yes, and he was still after her. With that thought in her head a shutter went down her spine, this time not from the cold, but from fright.
Still his eyes were glittering in beautiful way that was enchanting her, drawing her even closer to him. Now instead of meters away she was a mere 2 feet from the male that toward above her.
"And may I ask your calling here?"
"I am here in search for a place to call home. A place for me to live my life." She replied Morker with hardly a chance to breath as she told him why she was here. Now her tassel no longer hung low, it was up more and swaying in delight as she saw the anticipation in him.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 26, 2008 17:04:26 GMT -5
{You will live in a harmonic hell}
"Can't guarentee you all ta harmony in ta world if you want to life here Dahlin'" He barked smoothly. How that velvet tone could cool the earth. How that fabulous tone could chill one to the bone. It was then and only then that he noticed his earring. He hadn't really felt it in a while. The silver and gold fewel glittered. It glowed in a huge hue and spectrum of colours as the sun came across it. Along the wonderful carvings were countless, valuble gems. How long he had wondered who had gifted it to him. Hell knows.
He looked at her with those eyes. How soft and smooth they were now. Though they still chilled one to the bone. Now they were starting to turn a violet and pink on each ring. Yellow turning to pink and red to the violet.
What a grand wolf he was. How he stood tall and took no ignorance. He remembered how he had wanted to kill Shard and almost did but... He got away. That f--king B---ard. He killed his wonderful mate. But it was time to let go. He had to give up the life which he had given to his mate. Now he was alone.
But now, With this Shadow Paw, How long would this last? Could it be a new beginning for his season era? Could it be his new mate and his new alphess? Could she be his queen. Bah, Thats crazy barks. He had only just met her.
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 17:22:41 GMT -5
"Can't guarentee you all ta harmony in ta world if you want to life here Dahlin'
Shadow listened to him intently before giving a small grin, "Ah, Morker. My view of harmony is different than most. Actually m y whole view is different." She said, his velvet words still ringing in her head. A sparkle of color caught her orbs, something the vixen had not noticed before; an earring. In the light it shone brilliantly with colors a wolf could never name. And his eyes! If she thought they were gorgeous before, she was wrong! The new hues were breath taking, just like the new scenery that had engulfed them with the arrival of the sun.
She wanted to melt away into the snow when he looked at her like that. It made her feel all flutterly and she wasn't very sure if she liked that or not. 'Kapu, I must move on.' She thought to herself referring to her old mate who had helped her run her pack on the tundra what seemed like so many years ago.
With a tentative step Shadow went closer to him until she was standing under him. She looked up at him with her own voids twinkling, she reached up extending her neck and licked him gingerly on his muzzle before stepping back. Where she had come from, that sign of effection meant they were friends on her terms, but here, she didn't know if it meant anything.
She wanted to know him, she wanted to get to know her new pack leader more if she was to stay here, "So, am I allowed to stay?" Shadow asked him softly still, her eyes pleading.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 26, 2008 17:39:55 GMT -5
{I am a monster}
The black wolf looked at her. The new eye colours were beautiful. Why the hell should he care? He wasn't the wolf of a vixen like that's dreams. She was like peace, mischief, beauty and sexy looks all in one. Wow, She was... Perfect. He was ugly. He always concidered that he was his parent's son.
The black wolf looked at her. Why the hell was he cursed like this. He was no wolf to live with another. He was nowhere near the handsome and sexy wolf which would haunt a searching wolf's dreams. Yeah sure, Other femme's in his puphood had contained a huge set of crushes on him. They always called him hot. But he concidered himself an idiotic and ugle monster. He concidered himself 'disformed' and wrong.
Godd.amnit! Why was he such a thinker! Why did he have to think everything f--king bad! Why did he always think of himself as a disaste. 'God Morker, Get some self-esteem!' The little voice in his head screeched at him. It was angry. It was boiling. It was burning him to a worse point.
The wolf looked at her. His gazed fixed in a vision path. Oh hell, I have gone silent. She is sure to think I like her now!
D.amnit! How can I flirt without properly hitting on her?! Think Morker think!
"Ya know, Alphess position is always open!" He blurted out. Oh yeah, Like that is gonna help! D.amnit! Graaghh! Well, Its done, Whats next? A slap in the maw?
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 26, 2008 18:05:18 GMT -5
Shadow could tell he did not understand. She knew. Call it a female feeling if you will. It was strange how she could tell what he thought of her and honestly that didn't matter as harsh as that sounds, but it didn't. This is what she called destiny stepping in. She had almost went around this place, but something told her to come here and maybe this was why.
She didn't see herself as someone who could be loved. She saw herself as someone everyone would think to be so innocent, small, young and weak. Someone who was meant to be in the low ranks near Omega. Was all this just an act of hers than, or was this being her?
"Ya know, Alphess position is always open!"
Morker blurted out the words so quickly and suddenly she had to laugh. Once more she walked up to him and rubbed her head under the nape of his neck softly, their fur mingling with each other, the colors blending perfectly. Inhaling she took in his scent before stepping away and turning.
She began to walk away to see if he would follow, but she thought it too harsh and went back. In front of him she sat down on her haunches, her thin pillars bringing her down. "Let's see" She thought out loud for a moment before turning to her mind. "He is in my voids handsome, even if others would not agree. I can see potential. Yes, I can see myself here- with him. She selected a few words and sang them out with a whole new melody, " Say the word, and I will follow you. Save me from my solitude..."
Those words from here were saying something. Usually upon meeting wolves did not go into a strong relationship like mates, but this... this was an exception in her own mind. She had told him her answer, but it was up to him to go through with it.
"I am such a foolish little wolf. This will bring me f.cking trouble and sh.t but than again, why should I care? Because I need to be on the run, I can not stay in one place since Kohl is after me."
"If someone was to try to kill me, would you help me?" This time her tone was serious, she was as serious as she had been in a long time, but it was still cute. Shadow was in the shadow of a large tree so she decided to step out of it, and when she did it was a beautiful sight.
Her voids, her orbs like ice seemed to sparkle radiantly. Her pelt seemed to lighten, no longer as dark as onyx. Nearby a bird began to chirp, filling the whole forest with sound once again as she swished her tail back it forth patiently.
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 27, 2008 3:30:00 GMT -5
{What the hell should I say?}
'Say the word and I shall follow'
The black wolf looked as she turned and began to pad away. Oh Sh-t!! She is leaving. D.amnit! He took a pace forth. Paw prints left hard in snow below them. The cold frost was now left with a deep imprint and a mark of claws.
He listened as the smooth melody flooded out of her mouth and sang around him. It danced through the world like nothing he had ever heard. He looked at her. How those voids danced like the moonlit sky. Then, As his smooth reply, he sang a song known which was translated into a swedish folk turn.
"'Har jag lämnats här på jord för tusentals år, och nu önskar jag för överlevnad. Jag leder dig, hjälper dig, om du önskar att du fick precis lyssna till min voice"
Then the song flowed out of her mouth again. Those words weren't the same. The melody sang a bit more rough and it grated through the air. Still cute it was but terrifying.
"Even if you weren't so pretty and even if you don't want to be alphess I would still have to protect you" He smiled. His eyes glittered. How he wanted to sink his teeth into whoever that was scaring her of making her need more safety.
He watched as she stepped out of the shade and showed a great display of dazzling, sparkling colours. They glowed around them. One moment his eyes were emerald and yellow, the next they were blue and pink. Wow. A spectrum of colours all together. And now his earring had reached the sun's point it was glowing and projecting many many different shades and hues. What a beautiful site. And now his neck brace and its many gems glowed too. It was the most wonderful things ever!
<I might actually kill off Morker saving her ^^))
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Post by .:Shadow:. on Jan 27, 2008 10:19:20 GMT -5
When Morker stepped forward to follow her, Shadow's deep voids could not help but smile. The bright light began to hurt her delicate voids, causing her to tread back into the shadow of the trees, but as she did so a cold and strong breeze swept by. Cold air, she had had enough of it, she was to the point of almost shivering but at he same time she was warm.
Now, standing underneath the tree, a crack was sounded and the snow from the branches above came barreling down in the air, landing on Shadow, covering her with a thick layer of snow and ice. She stood there dumbfounded at what had happened wanting to giggle but for some reason she didn't, she just shook it off.
"'Har jag lämnats här på jord för tusentals år, och nu önskar jag för överlevnad. Jag leder dig, hjälper dig, om du önskar att du fick precis lyssna till min voice"
It was almost as if she had never shook the snow off. To her it felt like his song melted it all away. He replied with his own tone and song, and she listened. It was beautiful. It did not slice through the air like a jagged knife, it glided through it as if he was cutting butter. Shadow did not know what to do, she didn't want him to stop. She wanted her mind full of his own music, his voice, their memories.
"Ich höre. Ich höre auf Sie. Ich bin hier meine Liebe, ich bin hier. Nicht mehr sind Sie allein. Hier bin ich und hier bleibe ich. Für immer. Für immer folge ich Ihnen, für immer ich mich interessiere, für immer bin ich Ihr Freund und Begleiter. Einfach bitten Sie mich zu bleiben."
Shadow broke out with her own German song. Though it was not a folk turn it came from her heart, it came from her every being as. Her words caressed each other, licking at their black pelts. Once more she stood in front of the towering masculine, feeling so small but not helpless.
She had moved there so she would not see the sparkling of his body that spaced her out making her head fly. No, she now knew what he looked like, where every piece of hair stood, the marking on his muzzle, the earring, and so on was all seared into her memory forever.
[[Ooc||  wha-?! Why?!? -covers ears and sings-, lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaa. I can't hear you... I mean read. *coughs*
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 27, 2008 16:37:51 GMT -5
The black wolf looked at her and smiled. She really was beautiful. How her eyes glittered. How her eyes glittered. How everything on her body was magnificence.
Om jag frågade dig, skulle dig intresseras? Om jag berättade dig, älskade jag dig skulle dig berättar mig en repetition? Jag älskar dig, om du något att säga så och mig för allt mitt liv.
The wolf sang in his swedish tune.
"Will you be interested?"
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Post by Silentstorm on Jan 27, 2008 16:38:17 GMT -5
<no muse... Might have it on the next post>
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wha-?! Why?!? -covers ears and sings-, lalalalalalalalalalaaaaaaaa. I can't hear you... I mean read. *coughs*