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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 20:26:22 GMT -5
Mystic lay on the cushoined, moss-covered cave roof, her eyes fixed on the stars. A small smile crept over the black fae's maw, silvery eyes glistening with something near happiness. She'd helped her mother and some of the other wolves chase off rouges in the terra today! It was the biggest excitement the packs had seen in a while...well, unless you counted the sickness. Mystic didn't. Battles were thrilling. Wolves falling to their deaths all around her was not. And she herself had developed the smallest of coughs. It was nothing compared to Riley's bloody vomiting....or poor Tyra's closed throat. Tyra had died the previous night, and Mystic still felt the loss of her packmate heavy in her heart.
So why, in this time and place, was she nearing happiness?
She'd finally made a friend: Lance. A shy wolf like her finally had someone to talk to. She was a very young warrior, but most wolves found their companions during their neophyte moons. Mystic had not.
She giggled softly to herself, thinking of how they had married theirselves.... Wow. I suppose I'm not all that shy around my friends and family...
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 22, 2008 21:50:09 GMT -5
(you know, I just remembered about this song XD)
The silvery brute padded into the den, sighing with a limp in his gait. He paused to emit a horrible cough, and then staggered to a stop in the shadows of the cave. Some wolves are having worse.... be strong he told himself. But his chest felt... odd. Strangely heavier than usual. And... thicker? No, that wasn't the right word...
He was below par... dizzy and disoriented. He looked up, and managed to supress another cough by resting his gaze on Mystic's familiar form.
"Hello," he woofed kindly in a hoarse voice.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 21:51:41 GMT -5
Mystic rolled to spot Lance, coughing terribly. She frowned at him. "You don't sound so good...have you gone to see Annelise yet?"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 22, 2008 22:17:05 GMT -5
"She's busy enough as it is... besides, I'm not the worse one here," Lance replied, settling himself beside her. "...though I'm not sure double vision is supposed to happen whenever I stand up," he added, rolling his eyes. "...anyway, how are you doing?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 22:49:50 GMT -5
Mystic smiled a little as he sat down. "Eh...I'm alright, I suppose. I had to chase out some rather pesky rouges earlier...little brats!" She sighed. They had, indeed, been annoying little things. "Otherwise, same old, plain old. Rather boring, to be quite honest."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 22, 2008 22:54:31 GMT -5
"Pesky rouges? Well, at least its a break from the regular routine," he woofed, glancing up at the sky above. "So, how are you and your 'wife' doing?" he joked, eyes brightening as he remembered how they had married themselves.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 23:03:02 GMT -5
"Ugh, she is SO high-maitenence!" Mystic groaned. "I have to hunt for her, and fight her battles, and even SLEEP for her! How about you? Your husband much of a bother?" Mystic's eyes flickered mischeiviously.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 22, 2008 23:15:30 GMT -5
Lance grinned. "We worked an agreement out between us two... I do the hunting and fighting, and he does the sleeping..." He faked a scowl. "Though I feel I've been cheated out of the good stuff!" he laughed.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 23:34:08 GMT -5
"Geeze...I think I'm going to have to divorce that woman....simply cannot stand her any longer!" Mystic sighed with mock sorrow. "Ah, well, there's somebody else I've been interested in, anyway."
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 22, 2008 23:39:56 GMT -5
"I've been thinking of a divorce myself," he woofed. "I rather have someone that does their fair share... or at least asks me to do more than I'm supposed to!"
Hearing her additional words, Lance couldn't help but ask, "Really? Who?"
He paused.
"Do you have a third side to you?" he added with a grin.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 22, 2008 23:43:26 GMT -5
Mystic rolled her eyes and let out a small giggle. "Oh yes, I am completely, utterly in love with myself!" She woofed with thick sarcasm. "Maybe....maybe not..." her eyes sparkled with mystery.
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 23, 2008 0:27:01 GMT -5
Seeing the laughter fade out and the mystery slide in, Lance furrowed his brow. "Really? Than who else?"
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 23, 2008 0:30:13 GMT -5
"Hmm....my lips are sealed. You aren't ever getting this one out of me!" She smiled slyly. "Well, who is YOUR lover, then?"
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Post by .Rabid Lycan. on Feb 23, 2008 0:41:24 GMT -5
He hesitated, though covered up his discomfort with another smile. "If you can't tell me, then I can't tell you!" It was awkward, sitting in front of the wolf he secretly admired.  |
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Feb 23, 2008 0:42:39 GMT -5
"Hmm....I'll make you a deal, then. If you tell me, I'll tell you!" Mystic grinned..
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"My name is Percy Jackson, and I am INVINCIBLE!!"
