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Post by Deleted on Oct 2, 2017 17:48:54 GMT -8
Omega Lluise
"Every Day That You Breathe You Make My Life Harder."
Lluise watched her fellow wolves with a growing look of boredom spreading across her face. Her velvet muzzle wrinkled with disgust though she refrained from showing her pearly canines to these annoying mutts. Those were reserved for her lovely dates. These wolves were so sickeningly cute, so amusing with their endless chit chat. Llu knew that she herself was often rather wordy but she didn't care about what others thought of her. It was her personal right to judge others. Besides, her completely fine day had been slightly ruined by her worthless ranking which had made the pearly bitch rather moody.
The hushed approach of a creamy hued female caught her attention. Flicking her pearly head to see the one-eyed wolf bettter, she easily slipped a sweet and almost playful smile onto her maw at the female's approach. She had no need to trick this female but she did rather enjoy being an actor playing such a sweet, average creature among these supposed beasts. It caused her such amusement to see surprise or disgust from these wolves when they studied her gentle little costume and made their assumptions. It was sometimes hard to keep her laughter in and pretend to ignore them. Llu was satisfied to see that this female was in a rather irritable mood as well which might make a conversation easier. At least it would keep her from loosing her mind. From boredom or annoyance.
"What's your story?" The pearly bitch smiled, face friendly and warm. With a little swish of her silky plumes, she released a bell like giggle. "I can see you're not a very talkative one." She smiled shyly at the one-eyed bitch before her, continuing the rhythmic sway of her silky banner behind her. "My story isn't much. Some murder here, some puppeteering there and a great passion for acting. Pretty basic stuff." Llu parted her lips in an airy little laugh before replacing her icy yet pure gaze upon the female, a little shrug finishing her sentence. "T'was certainly a shame about my dear brothers, my mother, my father. They all made lovely little puppets though." She sighed, smile disappearing and eyes falling to her delicate little paws as if she was recalling a dreadfully sad subject. Llu shifted, sniffled some and then looked up with almost watery eyes. "I do miss them. Quite beautiful they were." A single, fake tear rolled tenderly down her cheek but she was quick to wipe it away as if trying to be polite. Managing to quickly regain herself, Lluise straightened up and replaced the smile and tail sway as if the moments before had never happened. "The puppets, of course. My family were insufferable folk."
Slowing her tail, Lluise tipped her head quizzically as if she was curious. "Please do tell me your story, Hun. Were your folks as intolerable as mine?" The question was asked in such an innocent way that one might overlook how cruelly put her actual words were. But she felt no need to sugar coat her curiosity here.
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Post by Hunter Aspen on Oct 2, 2017 20:28:21 GMT -8
The alabaster bitch clenched her jaw beneath dusty cheeks. The giggle that the nearly albino she-wolf had the audacity to emit grated along her eardrums like claws to an eye. Specifically her's. Aspen would much rather be back in the battle with that Lubruscan bitch and have her tear out her other eye. at the moment. "I can see you're not a very talkative one," the she-wolf stated. It was a miracle! Her potent bitchy-ness was noticed! How unique. "My story isn't much. Some murder here, some puppeteering there and a great passion for acting. Pretty basic stuff. T'was certainly a shame about my dear brothers, my mother, my father. They all made lovely little puppets though. I do miss them. Quite beautiful they were. The puppets, of course. My family were insufferable folk," Aspen cocked the eyebrow above her remaining eye. They seemed to be very similar. They both had killed. They both had families that were unable to cater to their needs. However, their following circumstances were obviously much different. The alabaster bitch ignored her sudden tears. She had mentioned a passion for acting, and simultaneously was in Ferus. Aspen doubted that such trivial matters would make the Omega actually cry. Then again, it was the same matter that had lead her to be completely silent for nearly a year. If the tears were real, Aspen doubted that she would last long. Breaking down at the though of killing would lead her no where in this pack. "Please do tell me your story, Hun. Were your folks as intolerable as mine?" her acquaintance questioned, which sparked a sharp growl for Aspen. Her single cyclone glared into the ice of the Omega as she opened her maw, "Don't call me 'Hun.' My family were pacifists and weak. I killed my brother when I was around half a year old, the pack found out, and the Alpha tried to attack me. I killed him in return. Then I left and found Ferus. So yes, they were insufferable." Aspen left out the whole 'then I went silent until the Ferus War' bit. It was part of her past. Her lips were drawn up into a snarl by her memories. The adrenaline pumping through her body after the Alpha lay dead in the grass. The pride she felt as other's watched on in horror. She wasn't about to kill Jay to get that same feeling again, but boy, it was nice. She was never a social creature. Conversation didn't flow naturally within the she-wolf's interactions. With a scowl on her face, she looked over the she-wolf in front of her. Outwardly, she was her normal, bitchy self, but her mind was reeling. With the natural rhythm of conversation, it was her turn to speak, but what could she say? The mindless small talk had all but killed her, but there weren't exactly any pressing matters that could be brought up. She could bring up the War, but then that would expose her eye loss to a Lubruscan Omega. They had already talked about their past, so that was out of the picture. With a grimace, she was forced to admit to herself that she had no clue what to talk about with the ivory she-wolf. "Say something if you want. I've already run out of words for this conversation," the bored bitch swept her tail to her side. In the gap between possible words, the young she-wolf realized something. Jay was alone in his ranking. He had appointed no Beta after he took power, and his Delta had recently been killed by their dinner for the next six months. The closest ones to him were Azazel and Azriel, the 'Az's,' and even they were just Generals. They held control over war matters, not much over pack matters. Great, the herd. It would probably scatter out of Ferus territory, making the deaths of Pandora and Xanthe close to meaningless. Perhaps Jay would appoint a Beta or new Delta soon, sooner or later, she didn't know. His options would be open for the moment,He almost had a curse in that aspect of his reign. All of her scenarios were completely dependent on whether or not he chose a superior at all! It would certainly be smart. There would probably be a battle between the Az's if something happened and he left the pack without an Alpha. Worse, the pack could disband, letting bands of pissed off warriors loose on the rest of the rogues. Maybe he would give her a higher rank? The hopeful thought popped into her head unwillingly. How preposterous. She hadn't exactly achieved much in her time at Ferus. She was mute for the first bit, got her eye ripped out by a Lubruscan Omega in the second, and had to alert him to the death of his Delta and one of his hunters, as well as the absence of his Hunting Superior until further notice. Even she knew that her name wasn't at the top of his list of wolves with high potential for a leadership role. Even so, her brain still mulled over the fact. Beta Aspen? Delta Aspen? Even if he wanted it, Alphess Aspen was never going to happen. Not without some miracle from above would Aspen become Jay's mate. That was just gross. Flicking her stormy grey eye towards her Alpha, Aspen pondered. Her delusions of grandeur were so unlikely to happen that she barely let them simmer in her mind. Her attention turned back to the Omega before her. At last, a question popped into her mind. "Your name?" the ivory bitch questioned. It was something that had escaped her mind earlier somehow. She had asked Rae the same question first, she didn't know why she didn't ask this she-wolf first as well. Too bad. Her mental struggle could have easily been avoided. Pity that. Her bored silver eye blinked slowly at the equally silver she-wolf. This conversation was never going to end if pitiful questions continued to pop into her head. Breeder LluiseWords: 1008 |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 4, 2017 15:05:02 GMT -8
Omega Lluise
"Every Day That You Breathe You Make My Life Harder."
Lluise suppressed a smile as she heard the growl that rumbled from the female's lips, tightening her mouth to keep herself from showing her enjoyment from this slight annoyance. Bringing her frosted orbs to the female's, she took notice of one of her defining features. The creamed she-wolf had a singular eye sitting in her skull it seemed. A cyclops, huh? Though the story of how she lost it would be much more interesting than any of the small talk made thus far, it seemed a sensitive topic. Not like Llu cared about such simple little things like feelings but that story, she decided, could be fun to have another day. "Don't call me 'Hun.' My family were pacifists and weak. I killed my brother when I was around half a year old, the pack found out, and the Alpha tried to attack me. I killed him in return. Then I left and found Ferus. So yes, they were insufferable." The pearly bitch brought her wandering eyes back toward the nameless female who sat before her, white velvet ears perked toward the sharply spoken words, almost spat in disgust. It seemed they shared a similar background and similar lighter coats, perhaps even similar hatreds. Perhaps the wolves here would be more diverse and interesting than she had originally thought, though that was still to be confirmed. The thought tweaked a smile on Llu's lips as she studied the bitch opposite her.
The pearly she-wolf waited in silence, not a single shift of her straightened posture or even a fidget. It seemed the creature who had taken up conversation with her was slacking on her end already. Finally, the female rumbled out a few short words. "Say something if you want. I've already run out of words for this conversation," Lluise, despite her position within the pack, wrinkled her nose at this rude action. Any wolf should know basic conversational skills and it seemed that this female was perfectly willing to give up on even trying. With this final set of words, Llu finally took the liberty to shift from her still and rigid position, moving her weight to her right to allow a more comfortable side-saddle position. Should this creamed female be so rude, then Llu felt she could also slack off within this moment. Instead of opening her jaws with useless chit chat, the female sat still and silent a judgmental expression spread on her delicate features.
"Your name?" Lluise furrowed her brow at this words. No please? No introduction? Had she ever possibly even considered the thought of manners? Did she feel naturally excused from being polite because she belonged to this pack? A pack full of supposed warriors, fighters, crazies, supposed to be the best of the best. A slight huff was allowed before the pearly bitch moved upward some, taking her time with getting into a comfortable posture and to a place where she would finally speak. "My name is Lluise. Your name would be appreciated since I can't call you anything else." Llu didn't bother to smile so deceivingly anymore and certainly didn't wag her tail with fake joy, though her lips held a crooked little tweak that could be confused for something of contempt. "After that, you're free to leave seeing as our little talk seems to be boring you." Bringing frosted eyes to momentarily sweep the Commons, she brought them back to the she-wolf with a little addition. "Or stay if you want. I couldn't care." Though she didn't exactly feel like this conversation was going anywhere, it seemed like the only mildly decent thing to do in this dull little place at the present.
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Post by Hunter Aspen on Oct 8, 2017 2:27:00 GMT -8
The prudish wolf that sat before her seemed to dislike the simple fact that Aspen gave little to no shits about their conversation. Her once, ever so fake, smile flipped into almost a growl worthy frown. Too bad. Though they seemed to share similar backgrounds, they were obviously much different. This she-wolf seemed to be one of a psychotic nature, with a facade. A marvelous facade, but still simply an act. Aspen was very much so the opposite. She wasn't exactly crazy, simply bitchy. She had no need to conceal her dislike for almost everything and everyone; it was common knowledge to nearly every wolf around her. She also wasn't a stickler for ranks. Unless she was a powerful rank, she had no problem with the Omega before her sitting as she pleased. As a measly hunter, she wasn't all that much better. Aspen didn't bat an eye as the porcelain bitch before her shifted into a more comfortable position. Good. It was even harder to talk to someone when they sat as if there were a burr in their butt. The relaxation of the Omega was a relaxation of the atmosphere surrounding their conversation. If one could call it that. The silence that hung between her question and the Omega's answer was tense. "My name is Lluise. Your name would be appreciated since I can't call you anything else. After that, you're free to leave seeing as our little talk seems to be boring you.Or stay if you want. I couldn't care," at last, the much too friendly and sweet facade was ripped away. The small jerk of her lips made the irritable huntress narrow her eye at the Omega. She wasn't a stickler for ranks, but she wasn't about to be disrespected by some measly Omega that had just arrived in the pack. She would let it slide this time, but only this once. "My name's Aspen. And I will stay. Though this conversation is moving at the pace of a slug, it just might be the most interesting thing in this patch of dust to do. That is, unless you'd like to do something else? We could go for a walk, do something other than sit in a mediocre silence," the alabaster bitch suggested. She would much rather move her body rather than her mouth. Conversation was awkward and sticky for Aspen, and doing literally anything else seemed like a better idea. Her tail didn't move at the thought of moving, even though it brought her a level of comfort that this dying conversation didn't. It brought her happiness, but outward expressions of happiness weren't on the top of the bitch's list of priorities. Not just were they not on the top, they weren't on her list at all. Why would there be? The world was an awful place. There was no need for her to be happy. Her singular eye looked towards Lluise, her proposal hanging in the air. Though she didn't outwardly show it, doing something other than talking would be a saving grace for the once silent she-wolf. Breeder LluiseWords: 514 |
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Post by Deleted on Oct 9, 2017 20:47:58 GMT -8
Dis gave a small smile and a flick of her ear, eyelids shading her calm red gaze. Observing the common grounds, she realized that nothing special was going on, really, and it was growing quite boring. All there was to watch was the dust rise through the air, and wolves have small conversations in this pack that did not have many friendships or bonds. These newbies, however, were quite different from the current Ferus members, and Dis couldn't wait to harden them into worthy pack warriors. With no scenery or happenings to watch, she did grow bored, and rested her white chin on her white paws. Eventually, she grew too tired of it, and stood and shook the dry dust off of her pelt, it floating slowly to the ground.
"Wanna go for a walk?" she asks Oshim, her red eyes looking down into his, her silver and white tail swaying gently in anticipation. She looked out over the edge of the commons, looking at the bland scenery before her, missing that of Lubrusca but also feeling at home here. They had just gone on a very productive task, so it was likely Jay wouldn't ask anything of them for a while, but Dis didn't want to take a risk. "We don't have to go far, somewhere where we can still hear the Alpha's howl if he needs us. We could even walk in the commons." She really didn't care, she just, strangely enough, felt like talking.
Taking a step forward, she flicked her tail and swiveled her ears, signalling for him to follow if he wished. While they had just been on a long run, they had had some resting time since then, and a walk would help ease the soreness that had settled deep into the wolves' muscles.
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Post by Alpha Jay on Oct 23, 2017 12:14:34 GMT -8
| Alpha Jay of Ferus
Jay listened as Semira talked about the wolves around them. The new ones were definitely unique, especially Lluise. She was worrisome as Semira said, because she seemed to have many traits that related to Absinthe. That horrible female was gone from his pack, having headed off since she wasn't in search of a long time within Ferus, especially after Thatcher had passed. She had departed, and if he had to deal with someone that was anything like her, he would definitely have his paws full at all times. Absinthe was more than just a pawful, but also a nuisance most of the time because of her inability to keep in line and shut up. She thought she was top bitch of the pack, when in reality, she wasn't. If Lluise was going to stay in line, and know that she was not at all anywhere near the top right now, then Jay would respect her and withhold supervision. But he would have all eyes locked on the new members. Any kind of funny business and they would definitely be out of the pack. But, that was any Alphas duty, was to kick those that tried to betray them out of the pack. No matter if they were soft hearted or cruel. Anyone that betrayed the pack was someone who didn't belong in one in the first place. He had made that very clear with Ram and Tiernan. Looking towards the younger ones, it seemed that Rae was daring enough to approach Azazel. Nothing about the male seemed like he wanted other wolves to approach him. She definitely had something in her if she was able to approach him without being slightly frightened by his demeanor. Sakia, Tenshi and Hale were all conversing. The siblings were more than likely catching up with each other, and Tenshi was being introduced as well. He wondered if Hale was going to have a problem with Tenshi, especially considering Sakia seemed close with him, seemed at least. He wasn't sure if they were at all companions, but the way that they acted was as if they were. Hopefully there wasn't a dispute about it now in the commons, Jay knew that males could get rather tense around others that were seemingly too friendly with their female siblings. He had been like that at one point with his sisters, but females grew up to be their own personality, much to some males distastes. Eyeing Semira as he thought about females, he knew that she was an intelligent being, and had definitely branched off from her sibling rather quickly. It didn't seem like they really needed each other, but they enjoyed being around each other all the same. He hadn't seen Solex really around the clearing, which made him wonder if the male was alright, but his Salutary was one of the wolves that ventured off and didn't come back for a couple days until he found what he was looking for. And with the winter season approaching, he wanted Solex to be prepared for any diseases that were going to pass through the territory if any. Bringing himself to stand and turn towards the hunting grounds, he looked towards Semira. "Well, they will be taking awhile, considering Flint still isn't back," He said, looking towards the black female. "Care to join me for a walk?" He asked her, knowing that his tone was much softer now that he didn't have to be the almighty superior in front of her. Of course, if she took that as a sign of softness, then he would put her in her place, but he didn't know what it was with her. He could trust her. :: E X I T ::
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Post by Deleted on Oct 27, 2017 21:09:21 GMT -8
Omega Lluise "Every Day That You Breathe You Make My Life Harder."
"My name's Aspen. And I will stay. Though this conversation is moving at the pace of a slug, it just might be the most interesting thing in this patch of dust to do. That is, unless you'd like to do something else? We could go for a walk, do something other than sit in a mediocre silence," The porcelain bitch studied the female a for moment, evaluating her given options. Llu’s mind settled on the most giving option: a walk. Without bothering to give the female opposite her an answer, Llu maneuvered easily to her paws, glancing back to the cycloptic she-wolf with an expectant gaze. "Perhaps a stroll." She looked around the dust pit, her original moody expression reappearing for an instant on Lluise’s delicate face. "Though there doesn't seem to much in the way of scenery." Her muttered words slid from under her breath, the muttered complaint merely falling thoughtlessly from her pink lined lips instinctively. Eyes narrowed toward the harsh territory that she was now supposed to label home as she spoke, just about as instinctively.
This territory was practically empty. The only living vegetation found around here was the dimmed army hue of the half dead scrubs that had somehow sprouted through the thick covering of pebbles and sunscorched soil. All the dirt, dust and stone here was either beige or a tired red-brown shade. As far as the bitch could tell, this territory would only be picked by an Alpha for the apparent harshness of the environment. Anything else could be considered weakening for a developing soldier and so the territory itself could provide strengthening for Common grunt.
"Would you mind showing me around?" Llu’s words slid smoothly from her tongue as she turned back toward the wol- Aspen- in her own slight impatience; crystalline blue eyes set attentively upon the cyclops. Perhaps a tour would do her some good- lighten her mood. In the very least, she would have a chance to learn about this new “settlement” and this pack’s hierarchy and rules; all of which could greatly benefit her to a certain extent. Any knowledge of this insufferable place could benefit her if she bothered.
Glancing back to the cycloptic female, the pearly bitch began moving forward without much room of time left for dawdling. Though this bitch (Unlike some infuriating wolves Lluise had previously come across) seemed to be considerably on top of her game.
Tagged: Hunter Aspen
OOC: Sorry for the low muse post.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2017 14:51:02 GMT -8
Sakia
Sakia ended up greeting her brother with a mild wag of a cream and ebony tail. Flicking auricles in muffled disappointment, her brother had morphed into the typical macho-male. This alone earned a small glare from a ghostly gaze, narrowing in disgruntledness. What had her brother become in this pack, that seemed to fit her so hauntingly well. Crooking a lovely dappled cranium, all she was willing to do was let an agitated mind wander through the awkward silence. The prospect of her beloved brother, the one she traveled miles upon miles to see, harboring in a pack like this was almost infuriating. But why? It was obvious her paws would’ve drifted down the same path, so why was she being so damn hypocritical. It was sad. Pathetic.
The temperamental bitch slowly grew tenser, tail flickering sharply, replacing the previous soft wave. What was she doing here? Did he have the audacity, the stupidity to ask that very question? “I-It’s not very safe..” Sakia’s expression dropped, clearly annoyed. No fucking shit, was the insane wolves at the borders a welcome mat? How fun. Before snapping out an irrational reply, the mottled lupine awaited the rest of his foolish speech, swallowing down the snarky retort that her companion, Tenshi, would know all too well. Alas, Hale would have no idea. Her beloved brother was blissfully unaware of the pain she endured, the fact that she was pushed near the brink of insanity. Her mood swings, temper, and overall distaste for life.
“No shit it’s not safe.” Her rump kissed the ground, her (Since the last time Hale and her spoke.) shockingly deepened voice was drawn out, laced in sarcastic contempt. “I followed you, if that wasn’t clear.” Furrowing her brow, the Omega chuckled softly. “But, this pack seems to already fit my taste. But can I say the same for you?” Smiling mock-sweetly, a sing song “Hmm~~” rang from closed lips before moving on to his inquiry about the pack. Should she answer honestly or lie? She couldn’t care less at the moment, her response was hollow, grief nonexistent. “Dead.”
Giving her brother only a few brief seconds, her demeanor quickly changed. Pushing back onto four paws, a soft smile tickled her expression. “Now, what’s the deal with this pack?” Staring out at the various members, hazy eyes stopped on each individual wolf. “That one,” She gestured to Azazel. “Is… interesting. You were talking to him, no?” Her slow, deep drawl had quickened into a normal paced, dried tone. Almost raspy. “What could he teach us?” All pleasantries were cast aside, no longer was she an abandoned pup searching for her only remaining family, but an eager Omega, desperate to become a true warrior.
OOC: Puberty struck #moodswings
@tenshi, General Azazel, @sakia
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Post by Deleted on Nov 18, 2017 11:00:35 GMT -8
New.
The female was certain that there was a better word for it all, but she was overwhelmed with it all. New scents, new sights, new wolves, new terrain beneath her paws. Despite the desolate nature of the pack’s territory, Miraa couldn’t help but feel a tingle of excitement weave through her veins. If all went well, she would have a home, a pack, and a family - or at least friends. She could have had that with Rowan’s group, she supposed. Tendrils of regret roiled in her stomach as she thought back to them. They had welcomed her openly, and she had left them. And for what, guilt? Fear of becoming attached? Cowardice was more like it. This was a new chance for her, whether the situation with Rowan, Eleven, and the others had been a mistake or not. She was determined to make it count.
Something else had mixed in with her excitement, aside from regret. The sting of apprehension did not go unnoticed. The ghosts of her past were far from being forgotten, and perhaps it never would be. She had been a fearsome warrior and a proud general, now reduced to a peaceful wolf - for better or worse. If that fact came to haunt her during her time with Ferus, who was to say that the same horrible aftermath from her former pack would not follow her here? Nonetheless, Miraa was fully prepared to forge onward. Whatever it took, she wanted with every fiber of her being to make the best of her situation, to belong within this pack.
As they reached what could only be the commons, Miraa’s eyes immediately took to examining the other wolves who roamed them. There were fewer new faces than she’d expected; apart from the wolves who had traveled with them from the borders, only a few pack wolves seemed to be present. Perhaps there were more elsewhere, on a hunting trip or something of that sort.
As the other new wolves began to mingle amongst one another and with the pack wolves, the many-colored female chose to remain a short distance from the others. She wouldn’t be opposed to speaking to anyone, but she didn’t wish to intrude on any conversations, nor did she wish to make a nuisance of herself. For now, she would remain on her own.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 19, 2017 11:20:33 GMT -8
It seemed life was carrying on without her, the pack had already conversated and made friends while Kurumi was left to the side lines. It was probably partially her fault, she wouldn't speak unless spoken to like the good girl she was. Although the pack did seem rather small... Perhaps a walk around the shitty packlands would perhaps brighten her mood up, wallowing in self-misery just created more misery. With a glance around, Kurumi noticed there was no real superior to keep watch. Some pack. So she took it as a go ahead to start wondering off somewhere, perhaps towards the borders? A few howls had come from there a while ago. Didn't matter, this place was boring as fuck anyway.
.: Exit to borers :.
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Post by Deleted on Nov 24, 2017 17:53:38 GMT -8
| Semira blinked, amber optics hovering around a oaken snout. As Jay glanced around the pack members dwelling below them, the ebony Sentinel allowed herself as singular sweeping glance over his form. Stifling the half grin that threatened to peek from her stoney exterior, the tank of a wolf tore her gaze from the Alpha, and back to the members. It was nearly daunting being up here, particularly next to the leader of the pack. For a moment, the muscled bitch almost tilted her form further down, as if she was hardly worth being perched upon the rocky outlook. But, she remained still, the only movement being a raven cranium as Jay turned to face her once again.
"Well, they will be taking awhile, considering Flint still isn't back. Care to join me for a walk?" For a moment, his tone threw off the female. It was natural, untainted with dominance. Dipping her head slightly, ebony auricles flickered toward the distant noises of the common grounds. “Gladly,” Curling her lip into a half smile, she stepped back a pace, allowing Jay to lead the way.
.:. Exit To - Hunting Grounds <: .:.
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Post by Hunter Aspen on Nov 28, 2017 23:15:03 GMT -8
""Perhaps a stroll. Though there doesn't seem to much in the way of scenery. Would you mind showing me around?" Lluise questioned, a break between her second and third sentences. Aspen huffed, completely agreeing with the ivory bitch's statement. Ferus was a wasteland of crap. There was nothing here except for desolate lands, dust, and the flies that tainted her everyday life. Moving her stocky frame away, Aspen fell into step with Lluise, guiding her towards the one place of interest in this dump. "There's a creek just up here, it's about the only non-rock thing in this place," Aspen commented as she moved away. She didn't want to go to the hunting grounds, she had spotted Jay and Semira moving out towards there. She didn't want to deal with hassling with the Alpha after delivering him to news that two of his wolves died and the one responsible wasn't going to be back for days. Breeder Lluise-Exit to Mountainside Creek- OOC: Sorry I know it's really bad
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Post by Deleted on Dec 5, 2017 18:21:10 GMT -8
Oshim glanced at his smokey counterpart, the long-legged companion he’d desired the attention of for so long. Finally, finally she seemed to reciprocate that odd desire to simply be in one another's presence. As the idea of a walk was tossed his way, the tank offered a sheepish grin of acceptance, chuckling softly for a reason unknown to even himself. As overpowering was his desire to accompany Dis, a certain russet newbie caught his eye. Watching as the berry eyed mystery slipped from the commons with a mildly disgruntled expression, a soft snort escaped ebony lips.
Turning to the Scout beside him, identical crimson eyes clashed. With an unfamiliar serious tone, the subordinate spoke hurriedly. “Hey, I’m gonna go check on something. Wait here.” Pausing, before adding: “I promise.” With a final, flirtatious grin, he lumbered away. Unfortunately, it seemed, that promise would be broken.
// Exit to: Ferus border outskirts //
y'all my baby is dying ;-;
im gonna cryyyyy
stalking: @kurumi ditching: @dis
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Post by Deleted on Dec 17, 2017 23:00:36 GMT -8
Omega Lluise
"Every Day That You Breathe You Make My Life Harder."
Aspen finally crawled to her paws, hoisting her lithe frame upward. Llu waited, her composed posture suggesting that she was doing so patiently. The cycloptic female trotted toward her and fell easily in to step beside the pearl bitch, slowly guiding her small form in another direction. "There's a creek just up here, it's about the only non-rock thing in this place," Lluise nodded her head, letting a small smile peel her lips at this statement. Her paws skimmed the stones as she moved, avoiding the stretched out patches of dust and sharp stones as she moved toward the creek mentioned before.
~Exit To Mountainside Creek~
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Post by Deleted on Jan 28, 2018 21:58:21 GMT -8
A very small, faint wave of warm tingles swept through her fur as he gave a sheepish grin and a little chuckle, she blamed it on the fact that she wasn't used to such amiable and non-serious interactions, but perhaps there was another underlying cause for this feeling she seemed to be getting the more often she hung out with the male. However, she watched as his eyes and attention drew away from her and onto another wolf, an unpleasant expression replacing the one that had just made her feel so odd, a grunt escaping from his mouth. Her sanguine-colored eyes lay on him as he watched this other figure slip out of the commons, confusion causing a slight twist in her brow.
"Hey, I'm gonna go check on something. Wait here." Her brow furrowed and her ears rotated back a bit as these words spilled out hurriedly from his mouth, his tone serious, giving her a strange feeling of the erasing of all their friendship's growth, as she no longer really heard this tone from him anymore. It confused her more than anything, as did most social and not pack/fighting/hunting-related interactions. However, he seemed to pause, and Dis waited for more words to come out of his mouth. I promise," he says to her, a familiar tinge returning to his voice and comforting her slightly, easing her confusion. He gave that all-so familiar, charming grin of his, and she watched with a straight face as he turned around.
She opened her mouth as if to say something and reached forward as if to perhaps touch her nose to his pelt or something of the like, but she ended up freezing, watching him as he continued off. She stayed here for a second, confused, before her ears rotated backwards and pressed slightly against her head, wondering what had suddenly caught his attention and diverted him from her and the rare opportunity for alone time. Shaking it off, her ears returned to normal and she forced her brow back to its regular position. She padded away to a small groove in the packed dust, settling in and laying down. Her chin lay on her paws and her red eyes scanned the place where he had left, waiting for him to come back as he had promised he would, not knowing that promise would be broken.
@oshim
OOC: So sad! Figured I'd give Ferus a little boost.) |
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