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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 0:18:25 GMT -5
She cried, continueously, hardly noticing the warm touch of the male as she gasped, trying to tell him in her stuttering.
Her eyes were closed, as she pulled away, trying to tell him. Her eyes remained closed, frustrated that she couldn't say it.
"He- I- this- and I- she--- " she tried to tell him, "--I WAS RAPED!" she screeched, tears pouring from her eyes. "He..." she sobbed her face in his shoulder again.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 23, 2008 0:25:21 GMT -5
Freezing as the words reached his ears, Athame stiffened at her side and slowly retracted his tongue, pulling his head back so that he was no longer holding her. He blinked slowly, looking away.
And I was raised to do this to other females...
"...I'm going to kill hiim."
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 0:35:21 GMT -5
She sniffled her heart heavy, with fear and suffering. Her head still in his shoulder, she sobbed, harder than ever as her rape continued to play across her eyes. His maddened eyes, his heavy weight, his merciless words, and then, finally, nothing, she saw nothing, and it comforted her. She shook her head.
"I-I deserved it-- the pain-- I've destroyed so many others-- I've put them in the same position and I've cared little until... until--" she sobbed harder, "--kill him! He'll do it again! If not to me, to someone else! K-kill him!"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 23, 2008 0:46:44 GMT -5
Athame bowed his head slowly. "I will, I will..." He glanced up at the other wolf again. "So then... what's you're name?" he asked, figuring that the other wolf had a different name. "Do you know where Ida will be safe?"
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 0:47:30 GMT -5
[[**must wait for sivvy** hey wannanother thread?? ^^]]
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Jul 23, 2008 0:54:30 GMT -5
((yeah, I kept thinking 'shouldn't we stop for siv?' XD And sure- you got me ready to write stuff....  )) |
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 0:59:34 GMT -5
((GOOD!! How about... one with... nevermind.. Mephisto's busy =[... how about with.. nevermind Lupus is busy =[... any ideas??))
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 23, 2008 15:11:09 GMT -5
(( Holy crap! I go to bed and you guys go to town! I'm outta here!  )) Annanti was already padding away, as she had been since the strange, new wolf had arrived. She'd kept true to her promise; Ida had had her chance. Now whatever happened to her would happen to her, and Annanti would not intervene again. It was rare for the young she-wolf to come out of her nocturnal state, but it had certainly been wasted. She picked up her pace, soon out of sight of the two odd wolves. I didn't have a good feeling about either of them. Idalia was only a coward and frightened into agreement. Now that whats-his-face is here, she'll be satisfied to cower behind him. She shook her head and spat in the snow, disgusted. She carried on her way, taking a wind-about path back to her woodland home, double checking to make sure no one followed her there. |
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 15:19:49 GMT -5
[[HEY HEY HEY! They still have to become best friends! Get back here Annanti!]]
Ida's pulled away from the male and turned towards the female. She bounded towards her and bounded in front of her. She halted aburbtly and cocked her head at the female.
"Hey, thanks... for the offer I mean. You're alright, but I need to stop being a coward. Mephisto's made me just that, and I have to end it now." she paused, "I didn't catch your name..."
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 23, 2008 15:36:39 GMT -5
( XD )
Annanti stopped abprubtly, studying Ida with an intense stare. After a few moments of silence, she relaxed slightly. "My name?" She mused, still uncertain. After a while, she sighed, deciding she could trust the wolf in front of her with her name, if nothing else. "Annanti, my name is Annanti...daughter of Ralph and Liviana. Perhaps you've heard of them? Or more likely my grandfather, Diablo," she frowned sadly at the name, but said nothing more after that.
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 15:58:58 GMT -5
Ida smiled, her eyes sparkling at the names. "Ralph? Liviana? Diablo, what a doll... he still walks these parts, sweet wolf that one is," she gasped. "Lucinda? What of her?"
She studied the female with an intense gaze, captured by the fame in her family. She smiled in approval at Ralph and Lucinda's name, but as she said Diablo's name, she suppressed a friendly-like smile at the name.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 23, 2008 19:51:29 GMT -5
Annanti sighed, sitting down. This would definitly take a while. As far as she knew, her family was the largest that remembered all of its descendants. "After Lucinda and Diablo fled Blood Mist, they had Fade, my aunt, and Liviana, my mother. For a very long time, they were happy as loners. But then....something skewed our lives. Something that shouldn't have happened, but it has, and we have lived with it. The night the Mirror Stone cracked --- surely you know of it? Lucinda was trying to save a spirit that drowned there. Ironically, it was her mother, my great-grandmother, Rhain. Rhain was saved, but that's not part of the story here. Lucinda was assaulted and murdered by a Blood Mist patrol. They held Liviana and Lucinda seperately at Death's mouth....and they asked Diablo to choose. Lucinda had nightmares of the day when she was younger....only a healer neophyte. They never thought it would happen. Diablo was frozen in place, and Lucinda perished. It's not his fault, though....I wish he would realize it. And Liv only escaped by chance. She and her attackers fell into the water, where she managed to free herself. Diablo sent Liv and Fade to live with the Siverians for portection, and he himself went unseen for a veyr long time. He's a mess...." Annanti shook her head again, looking sorrowful. "After the journey, Liv decided pack life wasn't for her, though she'd mated with the wolf known as Ralph. So technically, I also have Bloodsbane and Rippedstripe in my veins..." she rolled her eyes, "and if you want to trace it back farther, Fenrir and Riku are in there somewhere, but VERY distantly," she snorted, apparently not really caring about that detail. She didn't like to brag about her family, but her face was one many knew from past wolves. It was both a gift and a curse. "Anyway, Liv had four pups, myself, Signus, Paris, and Lucille. For a long time, we were a very close, happy family. Before Diablo showed up.....he and my mother argued. He slapped her. Ashamed, he ran into the woods once more to succumb to madness. But Paris.....was fascinated by blood. He followed Diablo, learning the ways of the killers before adulthood. He returned later....and he murdered Lucille and Signus. Liv and I ran, and in the end Liv suffered the same death. It's only because of Diablo's appearence that I remained living. He healed me, trained me, and tolerated me until I was a little less than a year old. From there, I left Diablo and tracked my brother. He'd become infatuated with a Yozoran pup, Olive, and kidnapped her. Her father, Sharpie, died fighting Paris off. I finished my brother in the Twilight Clearing and saw to it that Olive was safe. I walked alone, meeting Diablo only once after that night....I slapped him," she admitted with a crooked, pleasureless smile. "And then I continued in my habits, avoiding conflict where I could, fighting off Black Fury's attackers when they pestered me. I met Guerrier not long ago, and though we met in an attempt to attack each other, we grew on each other...immensely." She sighed, standing again. "Guerrier was once a killer, Ida. He is no longer. I suppose you could call me a killer, too. I slew my brother, didn't I?" she shrugged. "But had I not he wouldn't forcebred that young neophyte. So I suppose it is a lose-lose situation. I travel with Guerrier now....we've become nocturnal with Black Fury out and about, but we've evaded them on many counts."
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 21:24:49 GMT -5
Ida listened, the words that entered her ears, clear and defined. She did, however, wonder how Fenrir and Riku fit into her bloodline, but she decided not to ask. She smiled with interest, and content, she felt kind of insignificant with her unknown family, but she didn't show it. She smiled and chuckled, "I don't even know my own parents' names!"
The end of her chuckle, didn't sound as amused as it had when she had begun, but she seemed not to notice.
"Thats a great family you got there... except for a few small kinks... you should be greatful that everyone knows who you are. It means that you could run into packlands and they would welcome you... right?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 23, 2008 23:09:42 GMT -5
Annanti raised a brow, stared at Ida for a moment, then brust into loud laughter. It took her a while to calm herself, then she shook her head, still smiling at Idalia. "No, no, that is not the case at all....well, mostly. The Sheerans would think I'm crazy, as most don't know who Fenrir's brother was, and they probably wouldn't want to take me in when I have ties to the Siverians. The Yozorans wouldn't want the trouble, either. Black Fury's ruffians don't want me, either, because Diablo is worse than a rabid, insane wolf when he's provoked.....and I have an uncanny knack for slipping away from them. The Destinians might welcome me, but it would probably upset a few in the Siverians. The Siverians don't know of my whereabouts. If they did, they'd be attempting to snag me in there. I dislike all of these options, though I plan to give my children the choice of where they wish to live. We have roots under a majority of this forest, true, but I do believe most wouldn't see it that way. And, in fact, neither do I. I have a large family, maybe, but I am only one wolf."
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Post by Sheera on Jul 23, 2008 23:26:50 GMT -5
Ida smiled in amusement. She was amazed how the packs wouldn't want the female. This female was two kinds of wolves: the slightly threatening but generous wolf and... the completely threatening. She shook her head and thought about her strolling into the packlands after the many wolves she had stolen from there. She began to laugh too.
"I can't even imagine me walking out of the packlands alive!" she chuckled, imagining fleeing from the packlands with the whole of the forest on her tail.
"Oh... now I can... just think: I run into the packlands, on accident, following a strange scent, then suddenly I'm attacked by a huge bulky warrior! Then think, Athame jumping out and throwing the wolf at a tree and rescuing me from the death I was damned to have anyway!" she sighed dreamily at the thought of her night in shimmering fur.
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
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