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Post by mudfang on Dec 21, 2007 13:43:42 GMT -5
Dusty turned his head. "If I will die in stone, then so be it. But, sweet cheeks, I'm not going to."
Svend sprinted frantically to the fox dens. "Are you okay, dear?" he calmly asked his mate, Tyra. He was trying to hide how scared he was. Something bad was coming, he could feel it.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Dec 21, 2007 13:44:10 GMT -5
Siv stood a bit taller, trying to hide the prickling hairs on the back of her spine. "Well?" She demanded, ice in her voice. She began to feel dizzy....then she heard it....the voices were back...
No...Not now...PLEASE not NOW!
On the ground she lay, broken an mangled. Limbs cut away, and remnants forever tangled. When your heart stops beating, when your thoughts are fleeting, when you've given it all you've got and then some, when a wolf becomes numb. All the years were too short to last, your life has now come to pass. So let loose, death or souless, it's for you to choose. Back and forth, the struggle consumes us all, we've been waiting since birth for the day you would fall, now it's here, and it looks to be the end of us all. Is this where the world ends? Is this how a heart breaks? Is this really all it takes? All this time you held this on your shoulders, now you've got to follow through. We've been waiting, we've been dying, we've been bleeding all for you. All for the sake of this one moment. So delicately imminent the broken would've known it. It's not in your head, you're on your death bed. Give it up, or shut it up. Blow your life or blow your soul. Believe it or not, this is all in your control. Destiny's for the dreamers. It's our life that can in no way be altered. So will you rise to our call to arms or falter? Fate's the path we choose to take; the options layed before us. So are you a heroine, or are you the end? Are you a messiah, or are you a monster struggling in her attempt to be divine? I think it's time....
"Yes...it is time..." she whispered aloud, hardly realizing what she was saying. She'd known for months that it would come to this. Glancing at the wolves now circling around them, Siv knew that they had no idea what was coming. Yes, they expected a face off, but that was it. No wolf in their right mind, unless they were dead wolves of the realms, could've predicted this. Siv had known...and so had Verlust. It had suprised her a bit that Verlust had kept it quiet. Sivieria had not been able to speak of it. She'd tried, oh, how she'd tried.... but everytime she got close, her throat went dry. Now it did not go dry. Now it was time to say the truth....
"I, Siveria, daughter of Siveria Nightshade and Destry, alphess of Silver Mist, and wolf of silver challenge you, Verlust, daughter of the stars, alphess of Blood Mist, and wolf of crimson for the title of the Goddess of Winter."
Silence. Stone silence.
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Post by Kismet//Accalia on Dec 21, 2007 13:56:08 GMT -5
What? Accalia looked over at Gaara. He had the same shocked expression. Is this the end? What's going to happen? Her heart was beating fast and she couldn't believe her ears. "Did you hear that?" she whispered to her brother.
Gaara nodded. His eyes were wide with shock and his whole body was shaking. He looked Siv, then looked at the wolves around him.
Zacharia flattened his ears. He had nothing else to say after what he had heard.
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Post by mudfang on Dec 21, 2007 14:20:26 GMT -5
(wow. I did NOT see that coming.  Oh, and if anyone besides Wolfie or Siv decides to interupt or interfer, I will eat you.) |
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Post by Kismet//Accalia on Dec 21, 2007 14:22:58 GMT -5
((Eat me! I've always wanted to be eatened!))
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Dec 21, 2007 14:27:26 GMT -5
(I'm afraid it will be necessary for them to interrupt, Muddy  ) "As a leader, you cannot decline my challenge or you shall be damned to an eternity or a torture worse than the depths of Hellfire. You know how it is done, then, Verlust?" Siv growled, pacing now. "I, challenger of the Winter Goddess, call forth seven warriors to fight by my side. These seven can attack only the opposing seven, and NOT the goddess herself. The goddess will also call forth seven. They will abide by the same rules. However, if all of the seven I call forth fall to their death, then the opposing seven may attack me. If all of the opposing seven die, then the seven I call forth may attack Verlust. These seven were marked of prophecy long ago. It's time for them to face their destiny. Come forth by my side, Tumbleweed, Faun, Liviana, Blue Moon, Arroyo, Tundra, and Torn," Siv barked, loud and clear. Her voice was like a knife, cutting through the wind with endless ice. (I had to improvise a bit since Lakota and Crescent seem to be unavaliable.) |
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Post by mudfang on Dec 21, 2007 14:35:23 GMT -5
(I meant like, try and stop it. *cough* Like we did. ) Faun stepped foreward proudly. "Faun, reporting for duty." Tumbleweed trotted up on Siv's other side. "Here." Torn padded up beside Faun. "Torn and broken I might be, but we shall win, you will see." He thought on that for a moment. "Just forget that, it was stupid." |
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Post by Kismet//Accalia on Dec 21, 2007 14:42:05 GMT -5
"Cool," Accalia whispered. She couldn't wait to see the battle that would probably be the final for the seven including Siv. She sighed and looked at Gaara with a half smile on her face. "Well..."
Gaara looked at Accalia, then he looked all around himself again. I wonder what the outcome of this battle will be. I sure do hope we win.
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Post by hOwL on Dec 21, 2007 15:58:03 GMT -5
Parshely bitten and torn, she got up. Cold eyes burning like the golden color themselves. She said nothing as she made her way up to the other wolves that had been marked from such procey. Her head was held high. Eyes looking at Siv listening to her words. She did not mention her arrivel but simply curled her crown to oneside showing that she accpeted what her words said. She stood there massive but yet lean, and beautiful bodice takeing into a sitting postition. Pink tounge rasked ver her bloody muzzle. Narrowing her eyes to tiny slites. She was made to play the game of death or live....but today....death will be the only player.....
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Dec 21, 2007 15:59:05 GMT -5
Blue Moon stepped forward, shaking violently from head to toe. He'd been a pup when his kidnapping had taken place. He was barely a neophyte now....
Was this really the right thing? Was Siveria really giving this role to him? Too late now...he'd have to face his death like everyone else...he'd go down with some honor, at least...
Liviana closed her eyes tightly and nodded. She'd known something bad was coming...some storm on the horizon that had been brewing for months. So this was it. She stepped forward lightly, taking her place by the other warriors. She shivered a bit, the swallowed hard. She'd glanced the warriors Snare, Sylvana, Assyria, and Risika. All had played a part in killing her mother and banishing her father. She would slay them on this mountain today...they would pay for what they'd done to her family...
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Post by hOwL on Dec 21, 2007 16:04:37 GMT -5
Crimson eyes looked back at the last two that where needed to step foward. She saw there intesinty the fear of dieing. But why? They had all lived there life perfect. Yes some with loss and hard times...that soon the heart began numbing. One other things becomeing of a painful memory in that storage of your mind. They shouldnt fear of dieing....they where all good wolves. Standing up for there pack...always there.....she swallowed the lump that gathered in ehr throat....what about her? She shuffled her paws and looked down at them. She was never there....she never stood up for anyone, but only cut them off. She shook her head. All of that was not needed. She rose her crown into the air eyes looking up into the sky. If she is to die today.....then be it.
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Post by mudfang on Dec 21, 2007 16:17:39 GMT -5
Faun placed her tail on Blue Moon's back and whispered to him. "I'm back."
Torn glanced around. He could smell fear. Oddly, he had none himself. He was honored.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Dec 21, 2007 16:38:12 GMT -5
Liviana inhaled deeply then exhaled, deep also. She nodded to herself, ears pinned back along with her lips in unconcealed hostility. This was their time...this was their legacy. This was a prophecy of twenty-one wolves; the vanishings, the rescuers, and the bloodfiends. Today, all of their efforts would be put to the test. All they had worked for for so long....it all came down to today. Everything. Every moment they'd spent planning the move, fighting Blood Mist, strategizing, training, hunting, living, breathing...
All that mattered was now.
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Post by mudfang on Dec 21, 2007 16:59:00 GMT -5
(This is it, I'm falling... I lose my hold... I will not go... Darn Siv, you got me addicted to that song!)
Tumbleweed looked in the sky. Oh, Golden Wolf, please let us remain strong. Please. That's all I ask...
Standing on the edge, battling my head. I'm dieing to know... I'm dieing to know... This is it I'm shaking. My body's acheing. I lose my hold. I will not go. This is it, I'm falling. My wings need to grow. I'm losing my hold. I will not go...
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Post by daina on Dec 21, 2007 16:59:56 GMT -5
Luin watched now from the outer ring of the circle, sitting upon a boudler with higher height. This was the prophecy's outcome, the legacy of the packs. Siveria and seven wolves at her side, all facing the Goddess of Winter herself along with her followers. Then Luin remembered the words...
There will be seven,
who reach the one last heaven,
who stop the blood and war,
who no wolf noticed much before,
and now the blood dawn draws near,
to end the heartbreak and tears,
to erase the panic and fear,
so let them light the way,
to the last safe place
Then silently, Luin made a vow to herself. When the newly born years arrive and the pups who may never learn of this day come, she will tell tales of this moment. How she saw and heard and witnessed the last battle, and the wolf who was willing to accept her destiny.
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Oh, and if anyone besides Wolfie or Siv decides to interupt or interfer, I will eat you.)
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