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Post by 13horses on Oct 19, 2007 1:52:36 GMT -5
Sandra Dee
Redrum The bright quarter moon beamed down on the radiant land. Sweet scent of pine drifted through the land, but there not be a single tree found in the core of the land. You must speak to my mother... The voice echoed through her mind, she though and eminded herself of what Euphrates had said. She still had felt bad for his mute brother, he'd never be able to speak, or perhaps he might, one day. The blonde fema padded through the land silently, her chocolate optics flicked round, harks swerving and trying to catch any kind of sound. Her skull held highly in the air, she scanned the dark land. Clouds blew over the moons light, it bothered her, for she could see, but not her best. She stopped in her tracks at the first scent of something, but she wasn't sure what it was. She was born with problems, that all happened in her nose, so she couldn't smell right and things would throw her off. She lifted her skull high into the air as the moon once again showed itself, optics closed and harks flicked back, she gave a loud howl, that was sure to reach all of the members in the Blood Mist pack. At first sight of the tall lankey fema, you might think she was a puke of a light, a Goldmist follower, but she hadn't been, and never would be. Skull dipped back down and she sat down silently, awaiting the arival of the lead. |
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Post by Acacia on Oct 20, 2007 10:39:34 GMT -5
Atrayal had done it again, he had found himself in a packs terra, but not just any pack, the blood mist pack. he shook his handsome head, he would find a willing fae and then get the hell out of here before a packwolf found him. He had heard rumours, unsettling ones, blood curdling ones about this pack, and he wondered wether a fae would be worth the consequences of this tresspassing. His pace quickened as he caught a wolfs scent, as it grew stronger he was sure it was a fae, his trot became a sure footed, longlegged lope, and all thoughts of danger vanished. His creamy blonde and black mottled coat rippled over his muscles like an unsettled ocean, His cobolt blue eyes gleamed contently, and the moonlight reflected off the odd tiger like markings on his hind legs and flanks.
When he finally saw her, he hesitated and watched, he did not want to startle her incase she brought the pack out against him, he needed time for his charm too work.
And yet she seemed intent on something, he decided to wait and see what would happen before announcing his presence.
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Post by 13horses on Oct 21, 2007 1:07:32 GMT -5
Sandra Dee
Redrum Skull picked up high into the air once again at the strong scent of a brute. Her spine tingled and she shivered at the quick sensation. Once it triggered in her mind that the brute was oh so close, she jumped to her feet and glanced around. She hated the feeling that occured when she was being watched. It made her feel as if she was being stalked, hunted by her own kind. A quiet growl escaped her mug, blue optics finally cought the sight of the stranger. He was a ways away, but she wasn't about to run away. She stood tall, now relising the brite was obviouslly no threat. Or... so far anyway, she didn't even think about the condition she was in, being in heat made her a bit b.itchy. Her long tail flicked to the right as she stood, staring at the male. |
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Post by Acacia on Oct 22, 2007 11:15:21 GMT -5
Atrayal smiled arogantly, now that he had been spotted he might as well make an entrance.
He trotted towards the fae, trying to not alarm her whilst using his powerful gait to show off his well muscled frame. as he got closer to the fae he slowed and noted with interest the the fae's blonde coat, it was so much like his own, except not mottled with black in some areas. He stretched luxuriously while his amused colbolt blue orbs took her in, she was indeed a striking wolf.
"Not to sound forward or anything, but why would such a sensible looking wolf such as yourself want with the cursed blood mist pack.'' he asked hoping his huskily articuate voice would make up for his sudden lack of charm or wit, he could not stand being so close to this particular pack, it brought back bad memories.
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Post by 13horses on Oct 25, 2007 23:58:22 GMT -5
Sandra Dee
Redrum The thick fur that ran down her spine flattened back down as the brute finally was close enough to make out. She finally could make out the odd colores that mixed with his molted coat. Cups swivled forward at the sound of his deep huskie voice. The question wasn't new, she had been asked many times. Did she really look that sweet and inocent(sorry if i spelt that wrong, im tired)? Well, I just think that a heartless killer wouldn't fit in with all the little preps..... Would I? She asked, a cold hiss in her voice. It had been their forever, even when she was a pup, and to admit it, she liked it. |
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Post by Acacia on Oct 27, 2007 8:12:53 GMT -5
Atrayal smiled "a heartless killer? that would explain it, however as a former pup of bloodmist I would feel like a coward if I did not warn you that being part of a pack is like being caged wether its a blood thirsty one or not..."
a howl that was not unfamilliar clawed through his thoughts, he knew that howl it belonged to the alphess of Silver mist, and it was not any howl, it was a battle cry.
His muscles flexed, the cry had not beeen far off and he knew what it meant, the war had begun, it was time to choose a side.
"I have do ont even know your name but I must ask that you stay here if you care for your life, beautifful wolf of blood mist, and then prehaps one day we shall meet again." with that Atrayal bounded past her and towards the camp to join the battle.
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Post by 13horses on Oct 28, 2007 2:03:19 GMT -5
Sandra Dee
Redrum Harks rotated back at the sharp scream of the alpha. His quick words ran through her skull quickly, but she caught it all. The sight of his quick escape made her quickly whip around and follow not far from him. She needed to join this pack now, she needed it NOW, before she would be killed with out a side to honor. |
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