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Post by H.ell . Fi.re.|†A.lba on Jul 14, 2011 14:23:33 GMT -5
Flames. They were every where. It didn't look like the fiery fae was going to escape them. Every where she turned, every where she ran there was a wall of flames. There was no where for her to hide. Her blue optics glanced around wildly as smoke rose around her, and formed a sort of womb around her. Her crown turned side to side wildly, and for a few moments, she could have swore she was going to die here. Yet, through the haze of the smoke filtered just a beam of light. Could this be her only chance? Without thinking too hard about it, she threw herself toward the bushes, and barreled through the foliage. Her paw got caught on a root, and she found her whole world spiraling out of control. She was thrown head over heels, and for a few moments she lay there, breathing hard.
It's going to get me. It's going to burn me alive. She closed her eyes tightly, but when her moment of doom didn't come, she opened her eyes. The place was missing the terrifying atmosphere. It was missing the choking smoke, and the utter chaos. Slowly, she tested her self on her columns, and found that they took her weight. Slowly, she gazed around. What was that? She squinted slightly, looking toward the trees opposite of her. Fire licked toward the sky from that direction, but that's not what caught her attention. Out of the foliage stumbled yet another survivor. Hoping it might be a Destinian, she slowly crept forward. Oh, BurnNote. Such wishful thinking.
Hellfire had ran from the consuming flames, laughing insanely the whole way. It wasn't that he was afraid of the flames, it was simply he didn't want to die. He knew that if the flames consumed him, he'd probably die. So, he ran away from them wearing a crooked smile on his face, his eyes wild with pure insanity. His cruel, and evil cackle echoed around him. Just then, he saw the light. It was leading to a place void of flames. With an almighty leap he jumped through the curtain of foliage, not before stumbling. He lay there for a few moments, before an ear twitched slightly. Another insane cackle escaped his lips before he pulled himself to his columns, and saw a femme clad in red. It could be no other than BurnNote.
Ah, there you are chica. I was beginning to think we would never meet again. Were you running from the flames as well? He mused, slowly stalking forward. He had no intentions of attacking her, for he was almost certain the rest would be here as well.
BurnNote was now concerned. As the form rose to his columns his scent hit her. She stopped dead in her tracks, and watched as Hellfire stalked toward her. Don't you dare touch me, you brute. I'm sure the others will be here as well. This isn't a time for war, you blood lusting fool. She was horrified as Hellfire simply just laughed once more, and rolled back onto his haunches. Yes, chica, let us wait for the others. Hellfire was just too amused.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 14, 2011 22:50:36 GMT -5
Death, who was still lingering in his phantom ghostliness from his previous meeting with Zarcon, eyed the new wolves. No Siverians yet, eh? Well, I'd hate to reveal myself here. The longer I wait, the greater the chance I have of blowing my cover to all the Blood Mists....but so what, really?
"Hey, guys, mind letting the Siverians know that I made them a new leader? And yes, this really is Death you're talking to. As ruler of hell, I was able to reincarnate myself, too, but as you can see, I'm a little more of a ghostie." He eyed Hellfire with disgust.
"You guys are going down, just so you know."
And with that, Death, the Ruler of Hellfire, took his leave.
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Post by H.ell . Fi.re.|†A.lba on Jul 14, 2011 23:03:50 GMT -5
BurnNote stared at the figure for a few moments, before slowly nodding her head. I'll be sure to let them know that...Death. Nice to meet you. Her eyes were wide open for a few moments, before she threw a glance toward Hellfire with looked utterly amused by the appearance of Death. She was preparing herself for his outburst which she knew was coming.
Hey, bro! Do ya think you could get a good place down there? I think I'll melt, and I'd prefer not to once I get there! BurnNote stared at him with wide eyes, shaking her head with utter disgust. Hellfire met her gaze, and a cocky smile spread across his maw for a few moments. What, chica? I didn't say anything wrong. Was just asking for a favor, is all.
BurnNote had one thing to say:
You disgust me.
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Post by Destiny on Jul 15, 2011 9:54:31 GMT -5
From the general direction of Sheeran territory, the recently returned home form of Pyre burst through the undergrowth, still moving at a fast jog despite being a fairly safe distance from the flames. He was accompanied by a much younger, honeysuckle neophyte - Selia - who didn't appear to be struggling as she kept his pace. The two skidded to a halt near the center of the clearing, and began to search for anyone they might know.
On the other side of the clearing, the bulky form of Akaira, who would likely only be recognized by the scar across her left eye - by elder wolves, at that - loped in at a much more comfortable pace. Seeming fairly at ease, though mildly soot covered, she headed towards BurnNote, recognizing the Destinian beta. The limp form of Svel still hung across her back, though the acrid reek of fire had stirred the previously comatose mother.
As if things couldn't get any weirder today, Iver, the ex-Yozoran alpha, trotted on in from their side of the border, looking around for the few that remained of the old pack - which was, after all, no longer Yozoran at all. But they'd figure out the details here, more than likely. Vaguely, he pondered on Autumn's age, and whether or not she'd been made a Proeliator yet.
In the midst of all of this, the new Siverian alpha (Or soon to be, anyway.) remained solid asleep inside the Eternal tree. Would his Destinian parents be along soon? Or perhaps a sibling? Completely oblivious to the current situation, he dreamed on of Twilight wolves.
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Post by Njack on Jul 15, 2011 17:19:36 GMT -5
Nectar, Blink, and Shaw emerged from Siverian lands, skidding to a halt inside the clearing.
Nectar glanced around nervously. Not many wolves had arrived yet; she hoped her packmates were safe...
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Slip slipped in from Yozoran territory, from the startling and strange turn of events that had taken place just a few moments ago.
He took his place slightly behind and to the side of Iver, waiting for the rest of his pack to arrive. There were others here, and he was surprised. Had the fire spread so far, so quickly? Not all of these refugees were Yozorans, Blood Mists, Golden Mists, whatever.
The thought resurfaced again - was it, perhaps, the will of the gods?
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Ene glanced around - she'd been one of the first from her pack to arrive. She felt a little sense of unease. As far as she knew, all of these others here were hostile... Hellfire was the only one she recognized from Blood Mist.
Patch stumped over to stand near Hellfire. "Who this you got there?" He narrowed his eyes, glaring at BurnNote. She smelled like an enemy. But he was smart enough not to start a fight, not with so many wolves around of differing allegiances.
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Post by H.ell . Fi.re.|†A.lba on Jul 17, 2011 13:43:49 GMT -5
As Patch, and Ene surrounded Hellfire, BurnNote felt utterly trapped like a mouse in a mouse trap. As Patch asked Hellfire about her, she took a step back, her audits slowly falling against her crown. She was glad that a fellow packmate was here to back her up if the need be, but Hellfire didn't strike her as being that stupid. Hellfire would never allow them to attack her when the time for war was not now...or was she giving him too much credit? Hellfire grinned softly, his golden eyes sparking with insanity. This is the Destinian Beta, BurnNote, and my lovely sister. He practically spat the last part out of his mouth as if it were poison. BurnNote took another step back, and said calmly Unfortunately, we don't enjoy being kin to each other. Akaria, do you mind staying by me?[/color] Hellfire simply cackled, and shook his handsome crown. You don't know the half of it, chica.
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Post by Destiny on Jul 17, 2011 16:56:09 GMT -5
The apparent confrontation, or what looked like it could turn into one should tempers boil over, was certainly a bonus bit of interesting 'social interaction' for her lovely day. With the look of a pissed off rogue who's territory you just stumbled into, and really shouldn't be in, Akaira settled herself a good head ahead of BurnNote, and stared at the group of Hellfirians in much the way one might stare at, well, nothing at all. In fact, she sort of stared through them - with the exception of Hellfire, who was interesting enough - if you can imagine that. "Of course. I wouldn't want to miss the family reunion." Believe it or not, she managed to successfully snarl that without making it unintelligible.
In the mean time, Svel had begun to come to, thanks to the stench caused by burning forest, and was mumbling a lot of things that generally made no sense what-so-ever. The only word that came out clear was "bastard". Imagine that.
Off in the distance, from a direction not so fire-plagued but still coming close, a generally frightening wolf was making his way towards the Lake/Clearing area at a fairly easy trot. Two smaller wolves were trotting alongside him, one the lithe build and color of his mother, the other a sweet little doll. Neither looked as if they should be the spawn of Loni. But Loni didn't particularly care. His other kids were dead, after all. Someone may as well pass on the bloodline.
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Post by featherswift on Jul 17, 2011 20:10:01 GMT -5
(sorry bad post...just really didn't have much to go on I guess...)
As her copper and white pelt finally appeared out of the hellish red that was engulfing the forest, she stopped in the clearing. All around her, the smells of different packs invaded her senses, along with something she didn't much like, Blood Mist.
It confused her though to find that the other packs were here too. It was like old time meetings that they used to have, minus the fire. From their looks, she figured out that they too had run from a similiar fate in their packs. Now what was to happen?
Her eyes looked behind her as she expected the pups and the wolf that had helped her to reach her.
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Post by Sivoncé™ on Jul 22, 2011 20:58:38 GMT -5
"Hello there, love. Miss me?"
The debonair gentleman, clad in his cloak of darkness, leaped from the brush surrounding the clearing and was at BurnNote's side in a few quick strides. Before the lady had a chance to react to his sudden appearence, he swiped his tongue across her cheek and winked in her direction.
His manner was completely transformed when he laid his eyes on Hellfire. His once charming, crooked smile curved into a wrinkled expression of disdain, as if he had smelled something foul. "Well, then. You know what they say; every party needs a pooper. I guess that's why they invited you."
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Post by Acacia on Jul 22, 2011 22:16:44 GMT -5
Kestra padded into the clearing carrying the small sleeping healer from the Destinian direction. She was covered in soot and the weight of the healer finally getting to her. She slowed laying the sleeping healer on a soft patch of grass looking around at the wolves who had gathered.
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Post by H.ell . Fi.re.|†A.lba on Jul 28, 2011 0:30:33 GMT -5
At the robust lyrics her audits swiveled on top of her poll, and she searched around for the familiar voice. Could it be...? She thought. And just as she turned away from him, the dark knight trotted up to her, and seemed to almost pur. As he licked her cheek she felt blood rush to her face, and was glad for the fur on her face that hid the blush. At his words BurnNote merely smirked, and added: Indeed. Party pooper indeed.
Hellfire's eyes merely twinkled at the insult, and he stood up to move closer to the black knight, and BurnNote. Come to protect your lady, eh? So, is it true Regulus? You've changed from a man slut?[/b] His eyes narrowed slightly, and it was clear it was taking all he had not to lunge for BurnNote right now.
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- New Moon, Shadow Walker
