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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:04:12 GMT -5
The grey brute dropped the young Fae infront of him and the bit into her leg and twisted it until it snapped. He then woofed, "Since you can't get away I wouldn't move, now, tell me your name wouldn't you?" the wicked smirk crossed his face.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:20:48 GMT -5
She dropped brutally to the ground her old wounds stinging once more. She tried to screech in pain but nothing escaped her jaws. She looked up at the terrifying brute with light blue orbs and shook her head. She still hadn't spoken to this brute.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:22:54 GMT -5
"No gonna call me any naes or something? Your little friend,,, whats her name had quite a sharp tognue.." he thought aloud, 'Not gonna call me a son of a cat or tell me to go to Hellfire?"
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:28:39 GMT -5
She shook her head simply and just looked up at the brute with terror. She thought of Zenya and Moon. What were they doing now? She quickly got up but her twisted leg brought her right back down crashing onto her face. She tried to push herself up but that was proven impossible so she rolled to her back and looked up at the brute.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:33:53 GMT -5
"Please?" woofed the brute, fake sencerity showing in his eyes. He looked down at her and said, "Just your name, one word."
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:38:41 GMT -5
She glared up at him her eyes not as sincere as she would've wanted. She opened her mouth to speak then closed it again. He would have to force it out of her. That would be quite easy... or would it?
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:40:35 GMT -5
"It's only one word? What harm could your name do? And let's just say if you don't tell me that you'll be called Desire." he woofed gently and the fake sincerity looked true.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:44:36 GMT -5
She winced at his words and spit at him. She didn't have to speak.. but Desire just sounded worse. She snarled weakly once more then with much force pushed herself upwards holding herself up with her tow front paws letting her crippled leg and her other back leg lie still.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:46:42 GMT -5
"So I geuss you chose to be re-named Desire, so Desire you shall be staying with me, Pride and Envy, and you shall not leave until the pups are born," she smirked.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:52:10 GMT -5
"So I can leave when the pups are born?" she blurted hopefully then covered her mouth with her paws. She looked afraid and she cowered back down. She had done what she had promised not to do.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:53:38 GMT -5
"Yup," he woofed, "Then I have no use for you, I already had my fun, now since you can speak would you rather tell me your name Desire or be called Desire?"
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 22:56:13 GMT -5
She covered her eyes so he could not see them dancing with happiness. She got to leave.. Freedom would actually come. Her crippled leg lie useless. She looked back up at him.
"Just call me Clover." she yipped happily.
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Post by silverpelt12 on Jan 25, 2008 22:58:03 GMT -5
"We have to stay here because Envy might just kill you if I took you there now." woofed Greed.
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Post by Sheera on Jan 25, 2008 23:04:02 GMT -5
She looked overly happy. She shouldn't but she did. Her face had brightened but was still dimmed by the claw that ripped across it. Her shoulder was now bleeding once again. But above all the two fangs carved into her skin was not burning. Her intuition was saying she was out of harms way. A voice inside her to her that she needed to cooperate to get out alive... another voice just screeched 'You're going to be free!'... Another spoke grimly that she would not make it to the brith of the pups... one more voice spoke... 'Clover your life is not to be spent caged in by the claws of a brute. Get out. Get out alive. Rebell.'
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