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Post by Deleted on Feb 7, 2017 17:12:27 GMT -8
A mottled charcoal figure danced pleasantly around the surrounding greenery much like an over excitable bitch. With a now rotting limb clamped firmly in his mouth, Salem was indeed cheerful, his red eyes a bit too bright. Blood got him high, basically, and though his limb was now cold and smeared with dried blood, the smell still wafted constantly into his flaring nostrils like a bad drug, thus his teeth digging mercilessly into the rotting skin. Crazed eyes darted around wildly, happily, watching as more and more wolves appeared into his line of sight. Many, in fact, and though on a normal day Salem might have avoided it, happy with his furry intoxication source, in this moment instead a giddy grin formed on his expression. What a joy! Perhaps I can loot some more, he would think to himself with a very soft chuckle. In quick tingly strides the 3"7 brute made his way over, his head held a bit high in contrast to the the 3 dominantes that were standing around. Well, it was them and some others, but Salem was purely interested in a similar feature that they all obviously shared, scarlet eyes burning into each of their pelts in observation. Upon approaching them the inky brute would finally lower his cranium, not in submission but rather anticipation. One of the wolves, a dirtied brown one, was currently engaged in a particuarly amusing fight to Salem. Not even a fight, but a beating. The male thrashed his victim around in a delightful way, the battered rogues head bashing onto the ground several times. Staring in awe practically, Salem drew closer, just a safe enough distance away so that he wouldn't get hit himself. His head bobbed with the motions, concentrated eyes wondering where the male learned such a tactic. Not more than thirty seconds, though, and he tore his gaze away, knowing damn well that he was not alone and probably an intruder. Long slender legs drew him forward again, his devil-like eyes meeting the face of another black brute. He, however, was engaged in his own little demanding conversation. Rather than interrupt Salem couldn't help but wait patiently, drool beginning to spill from his occupied mouth as red eyes stared intently at the other. He refused to release the limb no matter how much his jaws ached. Not like it was his greatest achievement, but it was a keepsake of his that he stole deviously, something of which he might guard with his life, crazy enough. They will not claim my prize, he chanted angrily into his head. Due to his aggravated thoughts, his highly curious and excited expression morphed into annoyance quickly, a now eerie pair of blood eyes staring at the charcoal brute. He would not speak, but rather challenge him with his eyes. Who are you, his eyes might speak, And what the fuck are you up to? Another louder buzzing chuckle came from his chest, the brute demanding answers within his head.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 21, 2017 19:55:52 GMT -8
Beelzebub lugged the dark form of the large brute to Adramalech's location not too far away, not really concerned if Suki would require his assistance. It was the females time to shine after all, and perhaps somewhere in his mess of a mind he knew she would prove herself. Beel's muscles ached a little from the large amount of sudden movement of his snapping neck and now hauling the overweight unconscious wolf, but there was no way in hell that would ever stop him. "Narcissist heavy shit." Beelzebub mumbled to himself, although rather loudly through the mouth full of bloody scruff. "Not even challenging for Beely, waste of time." he growled, a little annoyed he didn't even get a proper fight out of it. All he simply got was an easy target he flung about. "Wet mud," he snarled. "Where's all that big talk now, huh?" He cackled, mouth full of flesh, blood and fur as he continued dragging the heavy weight. The male's grin became unsettling wide as his senses filled with nothing but Lilith. A familiar scent of the demon trio now looming over the valley. And now in his sights was the form of his half-brothers dark form. Using his well-built up muscles, Beelzebub pushed himself further, speeding up to approach Adramalech and his own victim, the mighty Ako who had now fallen at his mercy. The mottled males hyena-like laugh only grew to see the bitch being kept on lock down by Adramalech's hellish gaze. Beelzebub dropped the sooty, unconscious and rather beat up form of Gryffin besides Ako's own frame. Giggling as the body made a loud thump! as it hit the ground, licking his black lips clean of the brutes blood that strained his mouth. The oaken males smile was crazed and his eye twitched ever so softly, looking over at Adramalech for approval of his work. This was the second male that Beelzebub had taken down in the small amount of time traveling. He was proud of himself and he hoped his half-brother was too. Using his hind leg, the large-ish male scratched at his fur. "Arrogant mud was too easy," he huffed, leaning into that one spot that was juuust right. "Like a ragdoll." he giggled. However, a new scent had drifted into Beelzebub's path making his scratching and sneering cease. Snapping his head towards the scent, a male sporting a dark pelt had approached the half siblings with a slight questioning look. The male held a limb possessively in his jaws like some soft of trophy and Beelzebub would scoff if he had some sort of sanity left to comprehend competition, considering the large mass of unconscious black fur that lay at his paws. The hysteric male cackled as he joined his half-brothers side, a huge grin split onto Beelzebub's face. "So many ugly Lechy look alikes." He giggled hysterically, yet a split second later his face turned cold and emotionless. "Take him out?" his voice becoming low and deadly serious as he directed his question towards Adramalech. Piercing orange eyes staring straight at the new male as his head snapped to tilting to the side.
Addressed: Alpha Adramalech , @lilith , @suki , @gryffin , @ako , @salem
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Post by Deleted on Feb 22, 2017 17:07:07 GMT -8
He was laughing at her, and Ako’s ears flicked angrily. "You think we're just going to let you leave? You're not allowed to set foot outside this valley unless my siblings or I say so. You'll be working for us now. Where are these other wolves you speak of? I'm sure my brother and his little follower have found them already, but I'd like to know how many I'm dealing with.
How dare he! Ako’s dark orange eyes snapped open again, burning, glaring at the male, meeting his own dark ones, as he stepped away from her. She almost snarled, ready to attempt to fight once more despite knowing she would be beaten again, rather than suffer the indignity of imprisonment, but she stopped herself. Think, Ako. She forced her anger and pride down. There had to be a victor… one of you was going to be beaten anyway. This thought helped to calm her, and she began to think clearly once more, as she allowed her muscles to relax, and she slumped as the fight left her.
She would not let herself and her wolves die like this, servants to these newcomers. She could be patient. She would wait. She would play along with whatever he intended. Even the most powerful warriors had to rest sometime, even the most skilled could make mistakes. She would watch, bide her time. And when he slipped up… he would regret ever setting paw in the valley. Her valley. And until then, she would play obedient servant. Not so obedient that the obsidian- pelted male would become suspicious of anything, but not disobedient enough to be killed. Ako would wait, and then kill. Tear them all apart for what they dared to do to her and her pack. And so, after a moment of silence to count, answered, “10 in my pack. I don’t know exactly how many others,”
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 4:28:18 GMT -8
Everything that came was quick as if the current events didn't happen the she wolf was confused furious to what had just happened. There were new wolves everywhere Ako had just gotten out of a fight and looked rough Gryffin probably worse. The female confused and wanting more information, she did not straight up attack she wanted more information knowing that she was just standing there the entire time made her feel guilty but she needed to know answers. "What the hell just happened who the HELL are you, and why do you think its okay to do this?" The female stood in a confident yet discussing position until she heard the words come from this other wolf responding to another conversation happening. "You think we're just going to let you leave? You're not allowed to set foot outside this valley unless my siblings or I say so. You'll be working for us now. Where are these other wolves you speak of? I'm sure my brother and his little follower have found them already, but I'd like to know how many I'm dealing with."Ako had responded back, “10 in my pack. I don’t know exactly how many others,” The she wolf began to fill with rage as to why these wolves even came. She stood tall and spoke out to the male, "You think you can just make it so we can't leave? We are free wolves we can go wherever we want without your permission." The she wolf temptingly wanted to create a little sass with what she had said but she forced herself not to, it was not the time to create even more conflict. "Now can you answer my question from before, What the hell just happened who the HELL are you, and why do you think its okay to do this?" The female became serious she wanted answers and she wanted them now. She stepped two inches closer to show she wasn't playing around. She turned her head quickly to Ako Oh my god she's so injured, this wolf has made so many wrong decisions today and I think he knows it. The she wolf thought silently in her head as she waited for a response. The female one hundred percent agreed with Fukar's decision by leaving but there was something in the way. __________________________________________________________________________________________________________ Mentioned - @gryffin @ako Alpha Adramalech Others -- OOC: Hey so sorry for the inactivity but I am back and I posted so that's good start tagging me again! xD also you can tell already my wolf is pisssssseed. |
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 13:07:21 GMT -8
Suki flicked her tail, eyeing the male. "Boring." She chirped, twisting her cranium awkwardly to glance behind her, watching numbly as Beelzebub dragged away the mangled wolf. Shrugging, the alabaster bitch walked back to Adramalech, only to see him be confronted by quite the idiot. She snickered, eyeing Ako with clear amusement. "Little wolfie got her ass whooped," Suki taunted, her speech coming with a chorus of quiet giggles. Watching as Ako narrowed her eyes in thought, she clicked her teeth twice, mimicking a bite. She grinned, her goal to set off this egotistical asshole once again. Her forever wide eyes only brightened as she said they had 10 wolves in their pack. "Oo! More chewtoys."
Though, Suki's small ring of joy was then replaced by hysteric laughter, as another wolf popped in. "What the hell just happened who the HELL are you, and why do you think its okay to do this?" Suki stood a few feet to the side of the black beast, Adramalech, glancing at him for his reaction, her body shaking with laughter. "You think you can just make it so we can't leave? We are free wolves we can go wherever we want without your permission." Swiftly, a frost colored paw stepped forwards, her snarls ripping throughout her chest and muzzle. Smirking, Suki's head cocked. Her yellowed canines slowly became visible, her voice dipping low, and raspy as she spoke, her eloquent words dripping from her muzzle like liquid.
"You see, you're not free anymore." Lifting her tail to align with her spine, she jerked her head, gesturing towards the beaten bodies of her 'packmates'. "We own you." Quickly, Suki would look back to the mud colored form of Beelzebub, a silent signal for help. Of course, Suki was confident that this female wasn't skilled in the slightest, but Suki herself had little experience, besides watching her companion fight. Tensing her muscles, Suki would quickly bolt forwards, relying on her speed then much else. Unlike Beelzebub, she couldn't quite go in and attack, instead, she would attempt to disorient the bitch, so the larger, stronger male could come in to finish what the alabaster female couldn't do herself. Opening her jaws, the white female would attempt to sink her teeth into the sandy female's shoulder, pulling away, leaving a sizable mark. If she were to miss, the white runt would instead snap her head around, and aim for jugular out of blind rage, which if hit, could leave her opponent extremely wounded. If both of these attacks failed, Suki would instead sweep to the side, and bite at Delta's paws, attempting to pull one out from under her, or at least putting off her balance in the least.
After her attack, Suki would prance to the side, standing feet away from Delta, before dipping in again and again, aiming for these attacks to slowly cripple her. Annoyance, and rage is what really fueled the tiny wolf, her speed allowing her to (hopefully) get out of any sticky situation.
Addressed: @delta, @beelzebub , Alpha Adramalech , @fukar, @lilith
Mentioned: @ako , @gryffin
Tagged: @therestofthat"Pack"
*Boops Delta* (:
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Post by Alpha Adramalech on Feb 23, 2017 18:33:18 GMT -8
Adramalech looked towards the bitch that stood underneath him. He knew that she would submit. Someone like her would always fall, even if their ego was larger than their stomach. He knew that she would submit and tell him, no matter what she tried to do it was of no use anyways. She would end up as one of the siblings' chewtoys, more than likely part of Beelzebub's, if not the little insane white bitch's toys. She seemed to be right in Beelzebub's alley of taking a liking to chewing up and beating certain wolves. Looking around, he had heard the words that she stated. She had no pack anymore. They were his servants, not 'her pack'. Bringing his tail to lash behind him, he growled at the word pack, telling her exactly what he was thinking. A black brute was dropped at his feet, near Ako. Looking towards the beaten up brute, he looked to see his brother. Noting what his brother said, he looked towards Ako. "It seems that most of the wolves here are too easy," He stated. It was indeed a fact. There was no way that they demon trio could ever be beaten, not by someone like Ako and her wolves.
Adramalech had noticed the male before Beelzebub had said anything, making him look towards the black wolf that mirrored Adramalech. But instead of black holes within his eyes, he found that this wolf had blood red eyes, something Adramalech was a little too familiar with. Most of the insane wolves had red eyes, especially like this one. He had probably been watching from the shadows, waiting for the right moment to present himself. Adramalech lashed his tail behind him, letting it calm before he spoke to the male wolf. "And what is it that you want?" He asked the stranger. If this was one of Ako's group, he would have attacked out of anger of his leader being taken down. Unless Ako was simply not that good of a leader. Which Adramalech didn't doubt for one second. He would look towards the other female that would then lash out and speak, completely annoyed with this wolf, he would turn towards Beelzebub, whom he was going to say to attack and take her down, but instead Suki, the small white wolf, seemed to be interested in the little bitch. "Adramalech, that's who I think I am," He stated, looking towards the wolves that were there. "My dear, you are simply only property, nothing more. Speak out anymore and I will not hesitate to snap that neck of yours," He stated, his dark charcoal depths peering down at her with disgust. He hated ignorant wolves.
"Call for the rest of the wolves," He didn't call them her pack any longer. Ako would know that he was solely speaking to her, as the wolves would come rushing towards her, knowing that her howl was the only thing that would become them here, in which Adramalech would tell them that their leader had been overtaken.
.:: @ako @beelzebub @lilith @suki @delta @salem ::.
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Post by Deleted on Feb 23, 2017 20:58:18 GMT -8
Eyes of the she-wolf lingered sadistically over the battles that were occurring within the valley. Juices flowing as blood stained the earth with its magnificent red, and the screeching wind would carry the sounds of crying prey, the petty little things becoming victims to their own bloodline. The savagery was consuming the female’s thoughts, ears twitching ever so lightly as tail swished in happiness at the sight of the reckless obstrocity that was occurring before her very eyes.
It had been no longer than a few moments when her attentive gaze caught sight of a raggedy bitch shuffling towards her. A submissive composure written all over her feminine body, her pathetic little tail tucked between her shivering legs. As if an Alphess upon a pedestal –or rock- Trix rose to her full height, a stoic expression displayed upon her features, hiding her blood shedding ego that lay beneath.
"E-excuse me."
"C-can you h-help me? I-I, I don't know how to g-get out, a-a-and I'm a-afraid I'll get h-hurt."
The bitch new her stuff, and Bella found it all the more intriguing. Skull of the canine cocked eerily to the side, her elegant body bending down in a stretch. Claws scraping against the rock, sharpening themselves with an irritating screech, while bright pearly whites beamed at the other.
“I applaud you on the theatrics darling. But these old eyes are no longer fooled as easily as they once were” Bella was impressed, the little thing nearly did catch her by surprise, but the smallest little miss step and the older female caught whiff of the fake submission. She would remember her own acts of deception and seduction. A very helpful skill in a world of kill or be killed.
“What’s your name dear?” A mother like voice laced itself within her words, but one should never underestimate the lady by her tone of voice. For when enraged it spews with venom and fiery lava that few can escape. Though for now, she would simply put on a generous grin. From one deceiver to another.
Her form gracefully rose to a stand, hopping down to the females level, prancing forward in a swift motion, playing with fire as she got close to the other. “But of course I can indeed help you.” She circled the bitch in a quick stride, eyes gazed over the others body before returning to a standstill upfront, facing her with an arrogant smile. “I’m sure your little group could use an extra member. If you’re willing?” Though she appeared casual she was prepared to spring into action had the other chose not to take on the offer, but instead take on the feisty she-devil. It would be a fatal move if chosen.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 13, 2017 15:09:23 GMT -8
His head pounded as his eyes struggled to open and focus. Just what the fuck happened? He remembers a haunting pair of orange hell-fire eyes, ones that would cause nightmares as a twisted grin appeared out the darkness of his mind. It was surely a demon, the devil making him slip into unconsciousness once more. That is until he heard a familiar yelp. Eyelids became heavy as his head screamed at him to stay asleep, but he couldn't allow it. Vision so blurred it could only make out colors, the light became blinding as he forced himself awake. He could now feel the now cold drying blood on the side of his face, his memories slowly being recollected. Yes, that was it. Two utterly insane wolves had cornered his and Ako's group. The male had attacked him, the male with mottled brown fur and-... And those hell-fire devil eyes. Straining orange eyes slowly lifted. Instant regret. Those same eyes that haunted his subconscious bore into him. The same too-wide of grin that would have any wolf whimpering like a pup stood, looming over his weak body. A demon was smiling at him. A small. inaudible growl left his throat. It couldn't turn up in volume when his throat was so sore. How did he get like this? The wind that was knocked out of him must have really did some damage. Orange eyes flickered to his side, where the mighty Ako lay battered and beaten. She was made to submit to the trio and now Gryffin held the same fate. No, he couldn't. He wouldn't. He had too much pride in himself. With that, he stood up on shaky legs, eyes trained on the soulless black eyes that belonged to the huge coal male that stood before him. "You can't bring us down! We will fight until death, I will never bow down to the likes of you!." He growled, voice raspy.
Addressed: @beelzebub, @suki Alpha Adramalech, @ako OOC: Give the order to Beel and I'll have Gryffin killed off. Time to move on with the damn plot-line. |
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Post by Deleted on Mar 15, 2017 14:41:40 GMT -8
The massive white- muzzled female stayed silent as the black- eyed male taunted them, her eyes widening slightly in anger at seeing Gryffin tossed down beside him the only emotional response she allowed herself to give.
Delta’s voice cut across the valley sharply, snapping "You think you can just make it so we can't leave? We are free wolves we can go wherever we want without your permission. Now can you answer my question from before, What the hell just happened who the HELL are you, and why do you think its okay to do this?" Ako turned her head to blink at Delta, impressed by her bravery and rather touched by her loyalty and the obvious concern she had for Ako herself, her anger at the obsidian- eyed male for his invasion. “Adramalech. At least that’s who I think I am.” Ako noted this sentence with interest. Could this be a weakness- did he have some sort of memory problem? She was careful to keep her face blank, her orange eyes half closed as her thoughts galloped through all the possibilities of a mental disability in the male who called himself Adramalech.
"My dear, you are simply only property, nothing more. Speak out anymore and I will not hesitate to snap that neck of yours.” Ako’s spine fur began to bristle in outrage, but she forced herself to remain quiet, meeting Delta’s angry gaze, willing her to remain silent also, whilst also showing her that Ako herself was in fact enraged without outright denying Adramalech. Seeming satisfied with that, he turned his head back to Ako and growled, “Call for the rest of the wolves.”
Ako hesitated; what would her wolves think, seeing her beaten? As she hesitated, Ako saw Gryffin stand, heared him growl a defiant challenge. Ako's ears pressed backward in alarm. Don't get yourself killed, Gryffin... Be patient! Ako flicked a rather desperate glance of plea at him.
She sighed; there was nothing she could do, for now, she would just have to accept what happened. But she still forced herself to stand despite the pain in her legs as she did so, ignoring the throbbing from her wounds and tail. She would be strong, she told herself. If not in battle, then in spirit at least. With these thoughts in mind, Ako tipped her head back to howl a summons, that which she had not managed to complete earlier. If only she’d had a few more seconds, perhaps this could have been avoided… But she hadn’t, and there was no point dwelling on that now, when all that really mattered was the future, and how she would shape it.
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Post by Alpha Adramalech on Mar 23, 2017 21:03:42 GMT -8
Adramalech had been a little more than cautious with the new male that didn't seem to speak anything. Adramalech thought he was almost looking at a mirror image of his father, someone who Adramalech admired, but also hated him for breeding without his mother. Adramalech knew that it was his father's choice in the end, and he wouldn't have strong siblings as he did if it weren't for that, but he still partially hated the wolf for doing such a thing. Adramalech would only breed with one wolf, and she had to be perfect. Someone that was beautiful but also was able to hold her own in a battle. Someone who was able to find herself standing equal to him in battle. He needed someone like that, but he wasn't sure if he would ever find that special she-wolf that would fit his level of need. Black eyes refocused on the situation, still staring at the unknown male as he waited for him to state something in an answer of what he wanted, and why he was simply standing there.
It also seemed like his brothers' worthless opponent was trying to bring himself to his feet, but his legs looked like twigs that would snap at any moment. Beelzebub had beaten the male badly, and that was an understatement. With how the male named Gryffin currently looked, it was like something had come by, destroyed him, and then left him almost dead. Which was almost what happened. He was weak, and that would give Adramalech little to no problem killing him if he wanted too. Looking towards Beelzebub with a questioning look, he wondered if he should order his brother to kill the male wolf or not. Thinking about it however, there would be no reason. There would be no one to react except for Ako. He wanted to wait for the right moment to rip the male away from his companions and kill him. He would prove to probably be the worst problem in the group, but Adramalech would beat him into obedience and then kill him. It would be the perfect plan. Let everyone think there was hope for the male wolf to survive, and then rip it away from them last second.
Bringing himself to shove Gryffin down, he would glare down at him, telling him exactly what he needed to do with only his eyes. Black voids that would tell the other he needed to stay there or he would deeply regret it. Bringing his attention towards Ako, whom was now standing there after howling for her other wolves. He wondered if they would even respond, or would try running for their lives. He needed wolves to build upon his little plan. He wanted to rule most of this territory, and by trying to do that, he would need slaves that would breed, fight, train pups, and do many other various tasks that would help him build a steady and healthy army. He would glare at her, telling her to lay down before she regretted it, and then would bring his attention back to the wolf that had yet to say anything. His silence only made Adramalech more curious as to what he wanted in the first place.
.:: @ako @beelzebub @gryffin @salem @fukar @koa @delta @suki ::.
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Post by Deleted on Mar 24, 2017 21:17:16 GMT -8
The damned brute wasn't hardly phased by the mocking bitch that taunted him (Beezlebub). The male had an ugly dirt-like pelt, he mused, but his sanity was far from him, and that was dangerous. Much more so, Salem was definitely the low man on the totem pole for the time being at least, and he could not simply engage in a pointless fight. Not unless he wanted to be torn to bits, not like that was terrible. Still, he couldn't help but let his shining cold eyes gently stray toward the male, no emotion visibly present besides a slight arch of his brow. Can they not see that I am related? I'll show them, then, he would think quietly, meanwhile his orbs shifting back to the other black brute that stood at his exact height.
Inky ears perked at the strangers inquiry, but Salem kept his mouth shut rather than answer. What kind of stupid question was that? Did it really look like he had a purpose here rather than to curiously investigate a beating? And if he were weak he wouldn't have approached at all. It was funny, really, how the simplest things pissed him off. His charcoal lips quivered in the slightest, prepared to move until he thought otherwise. Pissing the 'leader' off, as he assumed, wasn't advisable, so he had to refrain from an overuse of sarcasm. Instead Salem prepared an almost joyful grin, wagging his tail happily behind him. Well, truth be told he had no idea what his purpose was nor what to say, but unless he wanted to beat it, the brute knew that his only option was to join the group. Or at least try to. To do this, Salem would need to prove himself and worth, which was what he was attempting at presently. The oldest trick in the book; playing it dumb until someone went after him, and he was performing this fairly well considering he rarely did it. Circumstances obvious, though, he would need to try something unique to impress those that thought similarly to himself.Salem would not bow, nor present any sort of acknowledgement of superiority toward his mirror image as he was his own person. Finally, hesitantly, he would drop his limb upon the ground, placing a protective paw on top of it. Once the ebony male finished putting the others in their place, his attention was back on Salem, and he would cock his head in the slightest. "Adramalech," he would voice inquisitively to himself, recalling the name being spoken by none other than him. Another pause and Salem was again struggling not to say something to spark war. Something subtle would present him as uninteresting, and something strong could be a pushover. He needn't over analyze the situation so much, but perhaps his will to join his equals fueled his critical observation. Calmly, he searched through his mind, recalling all that had been said while he was half listening. Adramalech and his group were taking over another and gathering them, and if it wasn't his intention to grow in numbers Salem couldn't pin point another conclusion. " I don't suppose.." Red glaring eyes glanced briefly toward the fallen gang of wolves. " No, I don't suppose you should need another helping paw to herd in the ditzes, hmm? I do say that you seem to have everything under control here. Let's switch up the question here," Salem would offer a kind smile. "May I ask why you're grouping up the dim-minded?" came his excited voice, gesturing with small nod of his head toward mainly those who weakly tried to fight their attackers. The brute suddenly gave a almost enthusiastic skip in his step, drawing a bit closer. " If this is a grand feast I'm afraid I didn't receive an invitation," he would continue, almost pouting, his cranium lowered slightly in despair, scarlet eyes still watchful, however. His act now was feeble and obviously fake, but it entertained him to play around with those who were too senseless to notice the reality of it all. He would patiently wait for a reply, long slender legs ready to dance him away at a moments notice if needed, and in this circumstance, he needed to guard himself well. His best bet at winning any battle was being quick and tiring his opponent out before attacking.
OOC: Sorry this took so long :3 Addressed: Alpha Adramalech Mentioned: @beelzebub, everyone else |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 2, 2017 16:37:31 GMT -8
Beelzebub's tail swatted side to side in excitement as Adramalech looked towards him with a questioning gaze. The mottled male would love nothing more than to finish off what he started, an act to show who ruled these lands now. Yet the dark male pushed the pathetic excuse for a wolf down onto the ground again, silence all except in his eyes which flared with the order to shut up. Beelzebub's ears flattened against his head and tail drooped. A slight pout on his features. All he wanted was to get this over and done with and the sadistic male twitched and itched to spill the opposing brutes blood. Alas, he'd have to wait - not really one to go against Adra's command, or rather, too insane to do something without being told. Hell fire eyes flickered to Ako's as she stood to throw her head back and howl. Although, Beelzebub didn't much like the female standing, no to him - she belonged on the ground next to the measly pile of bleeding wet mud next to her. After she had called for her group, Beelzebub took it upon himself to swipe his leg under her back ones to make her lose balance and fall to the ground again. Alternatively, if that hadn't work, he'd bite against her thigh, forcing teeth down into flesh until she was back on the ground. Like Adra's attention, Beelzebub forced his own onto the dark silent male that dropped a limb that hung from his mouth. Eyebrows furrowed together. "Weird." he uttered under his breath. "Adramalech, I don't suppose.. No, I don't suppose you should need another helping paw to herd in the ditzes, hmm? I do say that you seem to have everything under control here. Let's switch up the question here, may I ask why you're grouping up the dim-minded? If this is a grand feast I'm afraid I didn't receive an invitation." At that, Beelzebub let out a burst of laughter, cackling at the dark brute. "Ugly Adramalech thinks he's one of us!" he said between giggles. Yes the head demon hound may let the brute become more than a slave - unlike Ako, Gryffin and their group, but he was not an equal to the trio. The inane laughter eventually died down, until an obscurely wide grin was left on Beel's face. "Nothing more than more wet mud." he muttered silently again, giving no room for a reply and already losing interest in the dark male. Instead he decided to join someone whose mind was probably nearly as scattered as his. Watching Suki disorientate one of the bitches in Ako's group, Beelzebub decided to help out his smaller friend. Using his whole weight, the male charged the female multi-tonal female, slamming his shoulder against her chest as his jaws would lock around her own shoulder. Fangs that have tasted blood too many times sinking in deep before forcing his weight down on the female further. If the attack missed, Beelzebub would loop around the female, sinking teeth into her tail bone before yanking hard like a sick tug of war game. Getting bored of it quickly he'd then push her to the ground using his shoulder before bringing his jaws to lock around her muzzle and bite down to shut her up.
OOC: Btw just to highlight yes Beelzebub did just attack Delta |
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Post by Deleted on Apr 7, 2017 18:18:04 GMT -8
〷 Lilith 〷
The act was a mere facade, and her trembling, puppyish plea a mere distraction. To one, Lilith was a weak little runt, but to those like her, she was a pleasant surprise. Hell-fire eyes of gleaming fear pounded across the mass of the timber coloured bitch, copper auricles twitching against the flat of her skull. Her ashen hackles swayed, the single motion one that highlighted her current lowly position, it was fear-based in a somewhat defensive manner- One many a wolf did naturally.
Slowly her presence was noted, and the creamy limbs of the larger lupine carried her around to face the smaller demon. Blank and unimpressed, those were the first two things that Lilith noticed slathered upon her visage. This female knew she was merely playing a role, that her sombre submission and lowered mass was all but a trick. This female was obviously trained in such acts, though that didn't change the red bitches train of thought.
"I applaud you on the theatrics darling. But these old eyes are no longer fooled as easily as they once were."
It was as if she expected the smallest of the trio to care about what she had to say- as if she expected the younger female to acknowledge her as more than just another piece of property, prey, or plaything. No, that grace was at her brother's disposal, not hers- Adramalech was the decider... The almighty ruler. Yes, he would decide.
"What's your name, dear?"
The question bordered on the line of friendship and kindness, but Lilith couldn't help but let a small twinkle flicker across her eyes. Her expression had faltered back to its original bored expression, ears still fallen yet rotated now to the sides, tail uncoiling yet still sitting low with an easily spotted upwards flick of the only the tip. Ashen masked skull would be the first to move, a partial tilt to cock her head off to a single side by a mere inch.
She thrived in her silent nature, and to speak more than she had was something she planned not to do. A name was of no importance, it was a mere label to a face to use for manipulation, and Lilith couldn't have cared less if she were to know the timbers. And so, she remained hushed, her posture slowly altering as she watched the other lupines motions. Her head had raised to align with her spine, her shoulders rolling and forelimbs steadying, tail giving an irritable thrash and rear legs tensing only to loosen once more.
"But, of course I can indeed help you. I'm sure your little group could use an extra member. If you're willing?"
Was she asking Lilith for permission? No- She was asking Lilith for a free ticket in. A ticket that would save her petty little life if she chose to be 'kind'. Was kind really what she expected from the coppery hued bitch? Hah. What a laugh.
Slowly she let her eyes drift across the newly approached females mass, the depths daring for further intrigue and threat, yet remained soft enough to appear eager and open. It was when a small curl tormented the corners of her lips that one could assume she found something funny- But she offered no response as of yet. Her stride was quick to collect, her head remaining a plank with her shoulders, each motion swift and cat-like as she began to circle the larger creature.
"Permission. I cannot grant." The soft, almost toying tone began to slither free from her maw. "Help. I cannot offer." There was something about her choice of words that could have left the other questioning her sanity, or at least her ability to properly converse. "Willing. I am not." As she slowly offered the final piece she came to a halt off to one of the female's sides. Her stature growing rigid, ears pulling forward and tail offering a few repetitive thrashes.
For a moment, she grew still like a stature, her eyes gliding along the surrounding rocky outcrops, out of sight of her brothers, yet not far enough to be out of range for assistance. Calculations were in order- This female was larger, stockier, and seemingly keen for more than a little action. Lilith had a choice; take her to Adramalech, let him be her saviour or demise, or test her skills and leave the bitch broken for the males to play with.
Without hesitation, suddenly the smaller female began to propel herself forward. Paws struck the earth with a gracious rhythm to be heard, motions light and well guided as she offered only a single sway of her tail to invite the stranger along. She had completely altered her initial plan to take on the stranger alone, finding interest in what her brother may do instead, and so she moved at a hurried trot. Adramalech wasn't one to be kept waiting after all.
As she neared, hopefully with her new tag along not far off, she would pause a good distance from the current happenings, her eyes slithering across each new face with an uncaring boredom. Quickly she let herself focus upon her larger, midnight half-brother. The feral beast was her leader, her guide, her protector. She looked up to him with all she had, seeking assistance where necessary, and abiding by each rule or command he spat. In silence she would wait, tail slowly swaying left to right in a lowly hung position, ears leaning forward yet angling downwards and to the sides.
Once he was free she would have his attention, she knew that single fact all too well.
The timber bitch would just have to wait.
▻ Tagged: Alpha Adramalech , @bellatrix , @allothers◅
▻ OOC: So so sorry I've been away!! I'll try not to fall behind again~!◅
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Post by Deleted on Apr 16, 2017 4:48:23 GMT -8
As the lavender-eyed female finished her introduction and inquiry, the obsidian male spoke his reply. “I am here to scout the lands. My . . . My friend, she and I wish to begin a pack within this valley. This place is perfect for us. But of course, your own . . . group, you occupy the space also. I can, however, make you a deal.”
A strange expression flickered across Koa’s visage. It wasn’t aggression or anger - those almost never appeared. What it seemed to be was doubt. Her ashen lips pressed slightly together. She was no leader, and it wasn’t her place to speak for the group. That right belonged solely to Paloma and Fukar. The dark-furred female wouldn’t take kindly to what the black male, Gryffin, was trying to do, and Fukar already did not seem pleased. The onyx brute’s intentions seemed less friendly that he appeared to be trying to convince them. He wanted their land. But what was he willing to do to get it?
Gryffin continued, “Here’s my deal: We don’t attack you and take over your land, in exchange for an alliance.” Koa took a deep breath, seeming uncomfortable. There was the ultimatum; their land or war. Every moral Koa had screamed for her to accept the deal, to take the peaceful route she had been offered. But would Paloma agree? This was her pack, after all. The silver she-wolf turned to Fukar for help, but she found only a pleading expression. It carried a message: Please, Koa. Don’t let this happen. The female closed her eyes and tilted her head to the ground. Fukar wanted her to fight, she’d been expecting that. But he knew her, she couldn’t. They hadn’t attacked, and none of her friends were in immediate danger. Gryffin had done nothing to provoke her to leave her ideals, not yet. If she didn’t take his deal, he would attack, and they’d be forced to fight a battle she doubted they could win, not with so few able wolves present.
“You need help, I can see that clearly. We can give you that. We have more healers who could help.” The male gestured to two wolves not far away. “The snowy one is Marx, and the other is Ammos. They will likely be warriors in our pack -”
“Looky here Suki~ Lunch!” a loud cackle interrupted the male. Had it not been for the strange statement, and the hysterical laughter and sadistic smile that followed, Koa might have been relieved. Despite the odd way the distraction had been presented, the lavender-eyed female looked to the newcomers with the same kind expression she greeted all wolves with. Her optics found a male with fur mottled by gray, black, and brown, a pair of insane orange eyes burning in his skull. Next him, an ivory she-wolf stood, a manic grin and a word of response upon her lips. "Finally."
“Lunch? Who the hell are you?” A cold remark from Gryffin snatched at Koa’s attention, drawing her eyes to him for a brief second. While she tended to greet newcomers kindly, the odd pair seemed off - deranged, even. Even the trusting female was put-off by the manner in which they had made their appearance. Lavender orbs watched warily as the pair came closer.
"Wet mud talks!" the predominantly-black brute prattled. His eyes raked over Gryffin in an odd sort of inspection. "Ugly fur, not like Lechy." Hysterical laughter burst from his colorless companion. "I think a lovely red would be much more appealing," she gabbled, her speech split with frenzied cackling. The female’s eyes soon turned towards Koa and Fukar, seeming rather focused on the latter.
With a snarl in her throat, the white female skipped around the gray male, nipping at him, flicking him with her tail. "Pretty coat," Koa heard her say, "Not ugly like mud-wolf." The silver female began to edge toward her companion, seeking for comfort for both herself and the brute. Her eyes followed the insane ivory she-wolf nervously. Everything about the situation made the female uncomfortable, a sense of dread coming over her usually-open-and-trusting mind.
All the while, a demented grin twisted across the dark brute’s features as he glared at Gryffin. "Take them out." Immediately, Koa tensed up. These wolves were going to attack them, with no provocation or meaning. Would bloodshed merely be a way to stay some thirst for violence the pacifistic female couldn’t well imagine? Though ready to fight should that be the case, Koa prayed that neither she nor Fukar would be forced to.
In a flash of dark movement, the insane male was upon Gryffin, clawing, biting, and shaking. Koa watched in horror from the corners of her eyes, trying to keep her attention on the threatening female rather than the awful seen to close to her. However, she couldn’t help but notice when Gryffin’s head was slammed repeatedly against the earth. The healer in Koa screamed for her to help him, but with the two deranged wolves so close, it was likely that she would be unable to. She could only watch as Gryffin was dragged away towards the entrance to the valley.
For a moment, the silver female stood frozen, normally calm and friendly lavender orbs staring in shock as the large brute dragged Gryffin away. Sheer horror was built up in her expression, a result of the violence she had just found herself witnessing. She was vaguely aware of the ivory creature taking off in pursuit of her equally violent and deranged companion. Somewhere, in the back of her mind, she was relieved that she and Fukar had been left unscathed. She was not shaken from her terror-induced daze, however, until Fukar’s voice broke through to her.
"We need to go while we still can. These guys are bad news."
Slowly, the she-wolf nodded. “Agreed,” she said shakily. She took a few steps toward her companion, closing the short distance between them to brush her pelt comfortingly against the gray brute’s. Whether the solace was intended for her or for him she was unsure, perhaps it was both.
Just as she had prepared to turn and take her leave, however, a sharp howl of summons tore through the air and wracked her ears. She paused, hesitantly looking in the direction of the sound’s origin. Perhaps the howl was not meant for them? Why would it be? she wondered. I surely don’t recognize who sent that call. Even still, she was curious. Looking over to Fukar, she took a deep breath.
“Fukar,” she began hesitantly, “I think we should go.” She flicked her tail in the direction of the howl’s source. “Maybe it’s nothing, and if it is we can leave. But that’s where that Gryffin was taken. If they’re summoning the wolves in the valley . . .” She paused, looking nervous. “If we don’t go, and they are summoning the wolves here, there could be consequences. I don’t want to take the risk of any of us getting hurt.” Slowly, she turned her back to her gray companion and began to head away.
“You don’t have to come, Fukar,” she said, pausing to look over her shoulder. “Just be safe if you don’t. I’ll be back soon.” Hopefully, she finished in her mind, but she said nothing. Her slow pace turned from a walk to a trot, then to a steady lope as she made her way across the grassy terrain. Already, the worst possible scenarios played in her mind. What if this was a trap and they were going to kill her? What if they would kill what was left of her scattered, broken group?
She came to a stop when she saw a small group of wolves ahead of her. An obsidian, scar-riddled brute towered over two wolves, Gryffin and another large, gray she-wolf crouched in submission before him. More wolves had gathered around him, including the male that had attacked Gryffin and the pale female that had threatened Fukar and herself. Koa’s eyes flicked nervously from the dominant onyx rogue to the other gathered wolves, her gaze holding longer onto Gryffin than most. He was still battered and beaten, and the silver healer’s instincts called out for her to help him. For now, it would seem that there was nothing she could do.
As she stood, her posture took a position somewhere between submissive and relaxed. Hopefully, it would be clear that she was not a threat, though she did not want to appear fearful; a fearful wolf could be a dangerous one, and she didn’t want to come off that way despite the terror that had formed a knot in her stomach. Her tail hung straight down behind her, her ears pulled slightly back in a passive or submissive way. Her stance was relaxed. As she gazed at the scene in front of her, she prayed mentally that someone, whether it was herself or another involved, could diffuse the tension that had settled over the territory before someone else was injured.
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Post by Deleted on Apr 18, 2017 17:16:10 GMT -8
The attack indeed did not miss as the large male slammed his full weight through his shoulder into the females chest as jaws set deep into her skin. The impact alone would have been enough to send her flying had it not been for the honed teeth sinking deep into her flesh, tearing and making large gashes where her weight would be forced to shift. Blood would spill onto creamy-colored fur, staining it red as the fangs dug in to find a nerve or bone - whatever it would hit first. The hell hound would then force all his weight onto her, compelling her to the floor as black claws slashed at the repulsive face of the she-wolf. A pretty red decorating her lowly features. Depth of hell colored eyes blew wide as the taste of his own kinds blood filled his mouth, a cackle leaving his throat through full jaws. Out the corner of his eyes, a pretty wolf had responded to the foul Ako's call. It was just the one wolf for now, and it would not do. For what they had in store, they needed the whole group. And if Adramalech ordered Suki and Beelzebub himself to round up the others, then so be it. Adra's word was their law, was to be everyone's law soon enough. The trio+1 would rise above and rule these lands with their beloved older brother standing tall above the rest, where he belonged. Adramalech was something Beelzebub admired, the male was huge and relentless. Dominant and the embodiment of power. Equally however, somewhere in his scattered mind, Beelzebub also loved his sister dearly. There would be hell to pay if anyone were to hurt his precious Lili. Perhaps the last of his coherent thoughts would snap - not that there was much of it anyway. His sanity was lost to the wind, the metallic red liquid in his mouth was a reminder of that. Getting bored of biting her shoulder, Beelzebub would throw the female to the ground before stomping harshly on her ribs, bringing himself to two legs momentarily before crashing his large weight down on her body. Winding her and perhaps causing bruising. Whatever the case, that is all he would do as he would look up to Suki to join and potentially finish off. He had just come to help after all, not take away all her fun. With a cackle he would sit back with a too-wide insane grin his tail swinging side to side. "Suki's tuuuurn~!"
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