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Post by ♫Flisk♫ on Feb 1, 2009 16:25:09 GMT -5
Raffa shook his head at no answer and stared silently at Bain. The rough Yozoran scent filled his nostrils and Raffa coughed as if wafted through his nostrils. Wrinkling his nose, the wolf finished up the last of his squirrel before pricking his ears and listening to Bain. Nodding at every word, Raffa wanted to hear more, eat them up, swallow them whole. Bain wanted to destroy the packs!
"YES! PERFECT!!"
The words came out so loudly Raffa ducked his head. They had blurted right out of his mind. He stuttered and woofed like a fool before confidently looking up. He would show his strength to them. His growl came out as he called.
"I meant that the plan is genius. I hate the packs anyway. Actually I was running away from mine. But if you need insiders, I'll stay and keep you posted. And when the time comes to destroy, I want to the see the Destinian leader suffer beneath our paws. Make sure I'm there because I'm in on this plan."
He scuffed the ground and stifled a small chuckle of evil. Finally the world would be at his paws! He would help this wolf and become powerful! His heart beat as adreneline pumped through his ears.
"THE PACKS WILL BE OURS!"
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Post by cowgirl on Feb 1, 2009 17:01:55 GMT -5
She bravely lifted her head and body to the point were they could easily see her. She strode closer, and kept her body calm and collected. Her blue eyes took in the wolves three living one dead. She simple smiled at the brute that spoke to her. A flash of pity for the squirrel she had been chasing stroked her mind, but was hidden from her eyes. She looked at the wolves in turn. 'One wolf of each pack, how interesting...' She thought silently. She looked at the brute who was covered in blood. Her blue gaze drifted to the corpse at his paws. Her eyes once more flicked to the brute, and she flashed a calm smile at him then to the others in turn. She was not bothered in the lest by these wolves. She folded her haunches under her powerful silver body. Her voice was calm and sweet at is answered a question directed at her, "I am Moon wind, of the Sheer an pack. Who might you be?" She turned her silver head toward the brute who had spoken to her, and had killed the squirrel. She watched him not very interested with him then turned her gaze to the dead wolf and her obvious killer. |
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 1, 2009 19:16:51 GMT -5
((jeez, I love Raffa-- he made me lol and he's so evil XD))
Once again swiping a tongue around Moss’ jaws, Bain chuckled softly to himself once again. If everything went as well as it was going right now, their fangs would no doubt be at the pack’s throats soon enough. And Raffa’s suggestion pleased Bain greatly.
Remain in the packs? Heh, what an appealing idea…
[glow=maroon,2,300]“What are your callings—?”[/glow]
His question was interrupted, however, when another she-wolf’s voice was carried into his ears. He stiffened, swiveling around to face the newcomer, limbs locked in an instinctively defensive stance. One thing was for sure; he was a lot more edgy now that he was a psychopath.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“…a Sheeran, are you?”[/glow]
His voice cracked, pitch lowering. Engaging in a quick inspection of the wolf standing in front of him, he deduced that she was no threat to him, and relaxed. Then again, there were not many wolves that could pose much of a threat to him anyhow. At least, not with his detached and violent demeanor.
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Post by ♫Flisk♫ on Feb 2, 2009 16:07:11 GMT -5
((LOL yeah...Raffa is kinda cool...he's one of those people who want to kill when someone punishes him...Meh...^.^))
Raffa grinned and flashed his ivory fangs through the darkness. If he would have it his way he would probably be in second in command to this wolf. Two she-wolves were no problem for him. Plus, Bain would want someone on his side that was sensible. And good looking. Plus he always could prove himself by killing somebody.
Bain's question was interupted by the she-wolf who hadn't bothered to answer him until now. Raffa licked his blood specked lips anxiously, wondering what Bain thought of him and his whole "I'm loyal to you forever if you help me get powerful and make the Destinian leader suffer" personality. Raffa was dead put on about kid-napping the Fireflight. He wanted to ha-ha in her face and to scuff dirt at her and to eat something scrumptious in front of her while she was starving and leave nothing but the bone. Raffa was a truly evil wolf. He couldn't help it, he loved it, and he always was looking for more ways to do evil acts. This was a perfect example of being able to be eternally evil.
"Callings?"
The question was simple, innocent, and clear. Raffa cocked his head and wrinkled his brow before giving a slight twitch of curiosity.
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Post by Njack on Feb 16, 2009 2:04:29 GMT -5
As if speaking to herself, the words floating away on the breeze, Blink spoke softly. "Violence only breeds violence, and I suspect that once you prevail, the last 'pack' that you have created yourself will disintegrate..."
Blink jerked herself out of her reverie, then angled her head, a little irritably at the Destinian, like a mentor who has seen a bit too much frivolity on his neophyte's part. Blink had experience on this, as she had often been on the receiving end of many a such look. She did realize, however, that she was not that much older than the other wolf. "You'd think... He means your name."
She did not speak her name. After all, the skulled wolf was not asking her. At least not directly.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 20, 2009 23:58:46 GMT -5
((very, very sorry for the wait guys =( ))
A black swath of fur swelled beneath the eye sockets of the skull, with Bain automatically closing his eyes as he listened to the words of the wolves beside him. The dark scar that once marked his features was now entirely concealed by the flesh and bone face that he had dawned upon himself, and with it his history began to fade into ambiguity.
While he hardly cared to react to Raffa’s inquiry, Blink’s first comment nearly spurred him into a rage. Thus far, he was fairly impressed with the male, and tested to his limits with the fae. But her reasoning… perhaps it is, too, useful…
[glow=maroon,2,300]“The lady is correct…”[/glow]
He spoke while nodding to Blink without opening his eyes, indicating to Raffa what his question entailed. But hazy golden orbs suddenly snapped wide, opening to graze the edges of the skull’s eye sockets. He turned his head to stare directly at Blink, apparently angered… but his eyes revealed nothing but the raw sincerity of a madman.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“…on certain accounts. Let me tell you something, my dear… Violence will, in most cases, behave in the way that you describe. But you must take into account that this disgusting hellhole of a world that we all share already rules through violence. And unless this direction of sadistic behavior is ended, the world will continue to ‘breed’ more and more murderers… Surely, this is not what anyone desires? But if the world is to change, then someone must initiate the change. The transformation, from four sources of war into a single, united utopia. The violence of today must be negated by righteous action—if force is necessary, so be it.”[/glow]
He paused, licking his scarlet-stained lips.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“Violence can be a tool. As you’ve probably realized, it is the most effective form of persuasion, and the most effective in producing results. And if the world is to change for the better… we will need results. Sacrifice for the good of our kind is inevitable, and you would do well to remember that.”[/glow]
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Post by ♫Flisk♫ on Feb 21, 2009 8:05:12 GMT -5
((Its cool.  )) Raffa silently cracked his neck and rose to stretch his already stiffened back. He wished to soak in the knowledge of this new wolf, this Yozoran that he already loved. How come I didn't go to the Yozorans when I was packless? Stupid! Stupid! Stupid! He brushed his tail along the ground through a patch of loose dirt and collected it absentmindly. His claws were building up with this area's land and the different smells swirled around him. He nodded silently as Bain spoke. Maybe he wasn't crazy after all. Licking his lips with a small pink tongue, he snuffled to himself and licked a forepaw free of some moss he had trailed up. Finally, when Bain was finished with his little speech, Raffa stepped forward. "Well...I'm in. Anyone else?" |
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Post by Njack on Feb 21, 2009 15:00:35 GMT -5
A small puff of dust rose from the dirt as one of her forelegs struck it suddenly. It slowly settled on the bottom of her legs, sticking to her fur and turning it a blackish color, far different from the shimmering silver it had usually held.
"Not that I'm complaining," Blink grunted, "but you know, you still didn't tell him your name. Not that I really care."
She was such a hypocrite.
Blink mulled the previous matter over in her head. "I... can see your point." She glanced to the sky for a moment. "How do you intend to subdue the packs? Do you have any other allies?"
And she wasn't joining this wolf in his quest for dominance... directly. Yet.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 21, 2009 18:36:33 GMT -5
The ivory of the skull rose and fell with each breath he took, pupils slowly sliding toward Raffa, and then back again toward Blink. Each wolf held numerous opportunities that greatly appealed to his objectives. But all at once, Raffa professed loyalty to his cause, and his mannerisms managed to tug his crazed smile even tighter.
He is, perhaps, a little over-eager for his own good… but this can be kept in check. There should be no problems at all...
But Blink had questioned him again, and although he could infer that she was beginning to warm to his state of reasoning, he remained mildly angered by her insistent efforts to point out a flaw in his logic… not that pointing out a fault in a psychopath’s way of thinking was very hard, mind you, but it was fairly impossible to change a lunatic’s mind.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“…I have considered various methods to force the packs into cooperation, but I do believe that you are asking a bit too much for the time being… after all, I still have ample reason to believe that you are planning to snap my head off as soon as I am done explaining. Or worse, you intend to warn the packs against my ‘rampage of terror’.”[/glow]
Inclining his head a bit, he uttered a dry chuckle, although there was nothing truly humorous about the situation.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“But I have ways, child. It will not take long for at least some lupine minds to awake and realize that I only want what is best… such as this male here.”[/glow]
He paused, nodding to Raffa without tearing his eyes away from Blink.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“I will tell you this: I intend to work from inside and out. There are bound to be others to join me, and they will follow in step… and then others will contribute, whether their intentions are parallel to mine or not. Whatever the case may be… we will prevail in the end. And if you want to live long enough to witness the fruits of our labor, then I suggest you cease to test my patience.”[/glow]
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Post by Njack on Feb 21, 2009 19:10:22 GMT -5
She absentmindedly picked up a pile of dirt, rubbing it against her leg, further blackening her pelt.
"Your fears are unfounded, either way," Blink responded. She shrugged. "You can't possibly fear me telling the packs or fighting you, as it would be two wolves against one if I tried to escape or if I attacked you. It doesn't matter if you don't believe me, the facts still stand."
And with that, she clamped her mouth shut. She would say nothing more, at least for the time being.
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Post by ♫Flisk♫ on Feb 22, 2009 8:48:29 GMT -5
Raffa scuffed the dirt with his paw. He listened to the fae speak and quietly shook his head. She had a point, but if she didn't shut her mouth soon she would be slightly...ripped apart. He licked his nose and stepped on a crackling leave that was tumbling across in the breeze. It was desperately trying to free itself with the help of the breeze, so Raffa grinded it up, pretending it was Fireflight.
All Raffa wished was to have control and to see Fireflight at his feet. He grinned evilly as he thought of her being feeble and weak and him grinding his paws into her back as he stepped over her, or teasing her with a rabbit if she was starving. The evillness of it was drowning Raffa in posibilities. He finally heard everybody was quiet and looked up.
"My name? Raffa."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Mar 1, 2009 18:13:59 GMT -5
A smirk singing in his voice, Bain uttered a low chuckle of approval.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“You truly don’t miss much, do you, fae? I’m beginning to admire that quality of yours, as irritating a pest as you are…”[/glow]
Suddenly, he ducked his head, coughing hoarsely under the restraints of his skull. The reek of decay had swarmed the openings of the bone that covered his face, restricting his air supply. But the solution—to remove the skull—was quickly dismissed. In fact, he didn’t even consider that an option.
This is my new face… my new, true face. I will grow accustomed to it in time… but I should really find one that fits me better…
Suppressing a strange, newfound urge to laugh amidst his suffering, Bain swallowed the last of his struggled breathing and regained his posture.
[glow=maroon,2,300]“…Raffa? Hmm… interesting.”[/glow]
My father’s name… it also started with an “R”, did it not?
[glow=maroon,2,300]“…and what might you refer to yourself as?”[/glow]
His words arranged awkwardly, he stared at Blink, inwardly resisting another burst of choking.
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Post by Njack on Mar 1, 2009 22:18:22 GMT -5
Blink partially raised an eyebrow, but thought better of it. "There are certain reasons why I think my true name should not be revealed. One of them is recognition, as I don't believe any of us wishes for me to be discovered and forced to reveal this... er... meeting." Another reason was also probably because she had conflicts of her own. Of course. But again, the facts remained, didn't they?
"So, my name is..." She pondered it for a moment, then uttered the phrase...
"Wait a second!" An extremely plot device had come to her rescue!... maybe. "I thought I heard something nearby..."
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
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