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Post by Deleted on Sept 5, 2017 21:14:28 GMT -8
Marusya couldn't help but gaze at the male opposite of the pair. His figure was amazing, his coat even more attractive. However, his eyes held a darkness that sent her innards freezing. A salmon tongue swiped over her lips as her head hung low as they followed the King to a private area where they would speak. An arching eyebrow rose above her eyes as the onyx being asked a demonic question. For a moment worry twisted her stomach but the look Koga gave her relaxed her.
If this was any other time in the past her own features might've resembled Koga's, but for the moment her features were simple and basic, not giving too much away but allowing someone else to read her. She had worried for her pups, the prophecy that lay within her abdomen. She was still confused about her feelings towards the foreign entities that she will call children one day.
The words her mate spoke were like music to her ears. His voice soothed her anxious heart. The way he molded the words on his lips had her eyes wondering from the black beast to her beloved partner. His plans were big, and she would follow him to the depths of hell and back. Her body, soul, mind were all his. Every breath she took will be for him and his plans. His deal sounded full proof but next worry came from what happened if they failed. The male in front of him would want something in return if they were to fail. She only knew of two things she could personally give him that would he might be interested. Her life, and her future children to do with as he chooses. But she kept her mouth shut in case she would anger either males.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 7, 2017 10:01:44 GMT -8
"Don't touch her." Adramalech's command instantly calmed his chaotic ramblings; brash, raucous cackles simmering into softer, unintelligible curses as his ashen brother pressed on. He'd given her the greatest, rarest kindness he could've possibly gifted her, granting her an opportunity at justifying her approach before allowing him to break her beneath his paws. Personally, he'd faint hopes the small, quaking she-wolf's words would be lost to her trembling voice, terrified sobs twisting her message, breaking it before it ever wove its way out. For one fantastic moment, it appeared that'd be case, the only sound ever slipping out a wobbling, high pitched whine as she attempted to work her whimpering voice into words. Teasingly, he'd lift his paw, gently pressing it against her throat with cruel, wicked amusement. Pointed claws pricked her skin, a heinous, depraved hint of her waning time. "Tick, tock," he whispered, bending to her tawny-brown ear so only she would be able to hear. "Tick, tock, tick, tock," he began chanting beneath his breath, softly bouncing his mottled head to the rhythm as he warned her of her limited time, leering a little closer with each waning tick. "I-i-it w-as an a-a-acci-d-d-ent, S-i-ir. I w-was... f-foll-owing a b-blue bi-ird..." A sadistically cruel smile contorted his callous features. Had he heard that correctly? A blue bird? He would have expected such naivety from a child, an infant. Adramalech had apparently lost interest, lingering only long enough to hear the small, ivory she-wolf stammer at brief apologies before leaving to speak with the wolves that had just approached. Now there, there lay a lot he'd interest in looking into. Why, they'd brought them a pelt even, putting the proper effort into killing and skinning a wolf just to show a sign of respect for Adramalech. Perhaps if they made a good impression on Adra, they'd fetch one for Lilith and him too. Not white; no, it'd stand too starkly against Lilith's already lighter pelt, but tawny brown, on the other hand - he eyed the male that she'd tackled, the one that she had by the back of his skull - would be a beautiful color indeed. "What do you think Tweety?" He began, his eyes idly drifting in Adra's direction. "Should I ask for a coat in brown or ivory?" Suddenly, a soft bump edged beneath his back legs, followed by frantic scuttling forwards. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to!" She whispered, shaking beneath his brash gaze, a frantic apology building on browned lips. "I promise I will never try it again, I'm sorry." Her frame halted completely, frozen in trembling, wide-eyed terror. Tears welled up within her greenish-yellow gaze, hazel ears hewn back as she cowered beneath his blackened paws, build tensed for a final, deadly blow that of course, never came. A low, chortling laugh built within his throat as he eased the pressure he'd placed on her, stepping away with crazed, manic cackles. "Good girl," he giggled, his gaze boring into both newcomers as he spoke. "Your not yours anymore." He cackled, shoving his snout inches, centimeters from her faded brown muzzle. "Never will be. Never, ever, ever, ever." "You're ours now. Our pets. Our toys. " He punctuated his point with a soft, gentle snap, missing her muzzle by mere centimeters. "You will do whatever is requested of you. You've no say, no questions, no excuses." He twisted his attention towards the small ivory she-wolf, placing a paw on the bottom of her jaw and gesturing it upwards to meet her marbled gaze. "We can do whatever we want to you. Make you work till you drop stone-dead. Wear your hide on our shoulders. Have you bear our children." He stepped back towards the tawny she-wolf, allowed his ashen tail to stroke her fur. Not his type - too small, too whiny, too frail - but he'd enjoy watching her recoil in horror at his prospect. "Give me your name Tweety - you too Snowy - and realize that for the rest of your lives, you will belong to us. Repeat after me: I am yours, and nothing more." OOC: Sorry for the wait everybody! Tagged: Alpha Adramalech , @elysia , @lilith , Maleah , @marusya , @nyrein |
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Ignasia
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Nanny
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3 Years 10M
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Post by Maleah on Sept 7, 2017 22:03:49 GMT -8
The male's question swam through her head as she lay, petrified. Her coat was kinda brown, that other pretty female's coat was white. This male was going to skin them once killed them both. Not that it her own pelt would do much for him. She was cowering beneath him. She was obviously much smaller. Her death was going to be very soon. His paws was already on her throat, and now she had bumped his legs. This crazy male's legs. She would have felt more comfort knowing that the sound that came out of his mouth was a growl. It was very clear that it wasn't, however. It was a maniacal laughter; it started low, but as it progressed, it rose, evolving into a terrifying cackle. Tears spilled over her mossy eyes. He was going to suddenly stop laughing soon, and that would be because her jaws would be in her throat. She was certain of that. Blood rushed to her skin as the pressure released on her neck. Her coiled frame shuddered noticeably. When she was being attacked by her previous tormentors, she had never truly brushed with death. A minute of wandering with a dream-filled head had lead her into the jaws of death itself. All that needed to be done was to close them. But now it seemed that death had released her from it's grip. Only momentarily though. In Maleah's mind, there was no way of staying safe for long. "Good girl," his voice sent a chill down her spine. Her mind reeled in confusion. What had she said in her panicked stupor? Horror struck the young she-wolf as the true meaning of his words sank in. "You're not yours anymore," his rotting breath buffeted her face. Yellowed eyes forced themselves open, but seeing only the snarl of the crazed male, she wedged them shut again, "Never will be. Never, ever, ever, ever."She would never be able to do anything for herself again. Never be able to walk the forests alone. Never be able to have the company of sane wolves. Never be able to follow a bird on its journey through the skies. "You're ours now. Our pets. Our toys. You will do whatever is requested of you. You've no say, no questions, no excuses. We can do whatever we want to you. Make you work till you drop stone-dead. Wear your hide on our shoulders," his words made her want to vomit. A slave. She was a slave now. A pet. A toy. She didn't know exactly how they were going to work her to death, perhaps hunting, fighting, doing what, she did not know. "Have you bear our children." His words sickened her. The stroke of his tail over her back made her flinch, and finally, movement returned to her limbs. She inched a backwards, tears falling down her cheeks. Just for a moment, she stole a glance at his eyes. They were, of course, crazy, but she couldn't tell whether or not he was serious about making her carry his children. He obviously wasn't joking about his plans. "Give me your name Tweety - you too Snowy - and realize that for the rest of your lives, you will belong to us. Repeat after me: I am yours, and nothing more," he demanded. Hot bile rose to her throat, scalding her mouth. She had already realized that she was going to be trapped within close contact with the devil for a long time, but the prospect of the rest of her life was something she hadn't considered. She was only three! She had so many years left to live, and they would be spent in an open prison. Tweety. She presumed that was her. Her assumed name wouldn't be Snowy. She couldn't quite speak. Before, it was out of fear, but now, it was out of grief. Her throat was closed as sobs teetered on the edge of her lips. "Maleah..." she whispered. She couldn't bring herself to say the other words just yet. They tasted foul on her tongue. She waited for the other she-wolf to say her name, giving herself some time to collect the strength she would need to utter her contracting words. Twice, she opened her mouth and tried to speak, but ended up gagging. She knew that if she didn't stay them, she might as well become pelt instantly. Drowning in sorrow, she finally managed to softly warble them out. "I am yours, and nothing more." @beelzebub @elysia |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2017 0:24:14 GMT -8
Elysia
"Faking a smile is so much easier than explaining why you're sad,"
"Should I ask for a coat in brown or ivory?"
In Elysia's state of numb terror, the demon's words shot through her like a bullet. Her eyes went wide as she slowly gazed towards the she-wolf who accompanied her in this hell; the she-wolf who adorned a beautiful brown coat. Bile began to sting the base of her throat as she looked back to her own paws, her white paws. Oh god. He was going to skin them. Elysia forced the acid that was building in her throat back down into her stomach, her limbs quaking underneath her ever so gently as she tucked her head to the ground, trying to hide the tears that were steadily building in her gleaming mis-matched eyes. She prayed that her death would be quick, but under the stare of the black tormenting brute, she knew that she would suffer.
Elysia tried to block out the exchange between her fellow captive and the beast that loomed over them. She pitied the poor she-wolf bringing their captor's attention to herself, but Elys did not want to hear the snapping of a neck, nor the wet screams of horror that may have followed. But these sounds never came to her rounded ears, but instead, something much worse rattled her bones. That low, sickening and menacing chuckle. Elysia forced another wave of bile back into her stomach as she squeezed her eyes shut, trying to focus on the shaking in her limbs and how she could make this pitiful display stop. "Your not yours anymore." That deep and haunting sound continued, his words piercing her skull. 'I was never mine to begin with,' was all she could think as she realised that she had just fallen into another prison, another puppet-show, another mess. She had her chance to be free. She could've met a nice male, settled down, or found a pack to evolve herself in, perhaps even make a few friends that would support her just as much as she would for them. But instead, she had become a victim again.
"Never will be. Never, ever, ever, ever."
That's when the tears began to spill gently down her softly curved cheeks. She really was too naive and stupid, she couldn't even claim herself.
"You're ours now. Our pets. Our toys. You will do whatever is requested of you. You've no say, no questions, no excuses."
Elysia would continue to be a slave, or as the demon had put it; a toy, a pet. She truly wasn't worth anymore than that, just as she had been taught. But these thoughts were shattered all at once as she felt him on her chin, forcing her crown upward as she was suddenly staring into the fire of his eyes, blue and white clashing with the devil's. Elysia's stomach tightened as she sucked in a small amount of air, suppressing a whimper as she noticed that the tears of weakness that stained her face had been exposed. "We can do whatever we want to you. Make you work till you drop stone-dead. Wear your hide on our shoulders. Have you bear our children." He said those damn words while he was still looking into her eyes, it was enough to make her stomach drop, especially the last thing he said...she instinctively clenched her legs into her body at the thought of having his children; her blood tainted with his. The beast dropped her chin, and she let her head bob back into place with this putrid thought still plaguing her mind.
"Give me your name Tweety - you too Snowy - and realize that for the rest of your lives, you will belong to us. Repeat after me: I am yours, and nothing more." Elysia would have flinched at these words if she wasn't expecting them. But she had had her soul taken before; perhaps even more forcefully than it was being asked for now. But his words still left her feeling hollow. "Elysia." She choked out after hearing Maleah's name. Duel-coloured optics flickered in the female's direction, realising just how much her fellow was struggling with this concept, and how hard it was for her to say the following words. "I am yours, and nothing more." She had said these words before Maleah did, an encouragement for the tawny she-wolf to do the same. Elysia did not want to see her 'partner' punished so early, even if she barely knew the female.
But with those few words alone, she had been stolen once again.
|| Mentioned || @beelzebub, Maleah
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Post by Deleted on Sept 8, 2017 1:22:37 GMT -8
This bitch just couldn't get the damn message. He couldn't understand what part of 'teeth out of head' she couldn't understand! A louder growl now rumbling out of his chest, he prepared himself to attack the she-wolf. His plan was halted momentarily as the ashen male dealt with the two females. Damn, those were some heavy rules. Still, an aggressive pack was what he wanted, and if he needed to change to fit in with these devils, he would. Amber eyes glared at the wolves around him. There had to be someone here that could convince the russet bitch to get her jaws off his head; he was sure that he couldn't.
His gaze locked with a respectably beautiful she-wolf. She seemed to be watching him, and therefore, was of interest in his escape of the jaws. "Hey beautiful," Nyrein called out, his gaze still locked with the she-wolf's, "You think you can help me out of these jaws? Talk to an Alpha, forceful removal, I don't mind, but she is seriously giving me a headache." A small smirk appeared under his unique marking as he gazed at the she-wolf. His tail flicked behind him as he waited for the she-wolf to react, whether that was helping him, ignoring him, giving him a smile, who knew.
@lilith @bellatrix
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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2017 13:09:33 GMT -8
Little comment was made towards his inquiry. The male again stood tall, his piercing gaze staring into the lifeless body as if he could see the soul evaporating into thin air. Two other youngsters emerged into the scene, both being taken care of by Beezlebub, but by now this was all old news to Salem. Rolling his eyes, he would let his long obsidian limbs take him where he wanted to go, silently slipping away from the devilish group. He would return, or so he thought, with his own kill, and inhale it before they took their leave. Of course, Salem never expected his death bed to be awaiting him a few hours from now. His self-dismissal probably went unnoticed, and if anyone did see him, he would only return their stare with his own red eyed glare. I will return. Or so he thought.
OOC: Yucky short post, but i'm killing this guy off ;-; Farewell. Alpha Adramalech |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 10, 2017 16:50:49 GMT -8
Turns out they weren't 'going for a walk' after all.
The arrival of several new wolves had drawn the attention away from herself, and Ako sat, legs folded beneath her, to silently watch the proceedings. As an Omega, it was not her place to talk. Of course, that didn't necessarily mean she wouldn't.
As two wolves, baring the pelt of another, moved off a distance to speak with the massive black brute, two more intruders were being swiftly dealt with by Beelzebub and Suki, while the other large brute engaged in a scuffle with Lilith, before calling the pale form of Belatrix to help.
But the confrontation- very one sided confrontation- occurring between Maleah and Elysia was much more interesting. Ako watched in cold fascination at the way Beelzebub so swiftly gained the two she- wolves submission, even with little bloodshed.
His words chilled even her.
"Your not yours anymore. We can do whatever we want to you. Make you work till you drop stone-dead. Wear your hide on our shoulders. Have you bear our children." And suddenly getting her ass beaten into submission by Adramalech didn't seem so bad. Omega didn't seem so bad- at least it seemed as though she was safe, for no one had mentioned that to her, and nothing had happened in the weeks after the takeover. If she were to become victim, Ako thought- hoped- that it would have either happened by now, or not at all. Even still, her ears flattened and she pressed into herself slightly, as though hiding herself from the 'conversation' would keep her safe in the future. But she was fighting to keep herself silent, and a growl broke through her throat now and again. Have you bear our children. That was... wrong. Ako may have been a killer, but she still retained morals for a wolf's rights. Consent only. And if anyone tried to force- mate with her... she would kill them. Rip their fucking throat out, or die trying. Her blazing amber eyes were mostly fixated on Beelzebub, but they then flicked to the two females. Even if she was safe... those poor things. Pity stained her outraged gaze, as she tried to meet their own eyes. She was sorry. But there was nothing she could do.
-- |Interacted with| Maleah @elysia | |Mentioned| Alpha Adramalech @beelzebub @lilith @salem @marusya @koga @suki @bellatrix @nyrein | |Present| -- | |OOC| -- | |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 11, 2017 9:35:10 GMT -8
The bitch did not feel at all useless at this moment in time. Sat upon nothing but the ground beneath her rump she felt the cold winds that whirled down from the ivory mountains, nostrils breathing in the exquisite smells that flung past closed lids, before exhaling a soft velvety breath. In the midst of all the commotion the damsel remained idle, minding her own business she sought to give herself a cleanse. In an almost feline like fashion tongue slithered out between teeth, licking gently at her lifted paw brought up close to her mouth, fur along her forearm soaked and groomed back into place, while dirt between plush pawpads were flicked out of sight. She found the habit rather calming.
"Hey beautiful,"
That was until she heard the voice, that stung ears of the storm coated bitch. Eyes like lasers shot up. Body sstopped frozen as her paw lay hovering in midair.
"You think you can help me out of these jaws? Talk to an Alpha, forceful removal, I don't mind, but she is seriously giving me a headache."
Bellatrix simply sought to stare for a moment. Orbs blinking immensely as the vixen tried to decide whether the boy had a tactical reasoning behind all this, or had he just been plain stupid? She let out a snort. He’s stupid. Instantaneously after her thought eyes sparkled, mouth twitching as lips swerved back and up ever so carefully. Face forming an evermore subtle smile upon her lips, soft, gentle, casual.
“You know?” She uttered. Lifting her head to a higher standard, paw slowly wafted back towards the ground. “I’d keep my mouth shut if I was you.” She lifted her chin, tilting her skull ever so lightly to the right that would make her smirk prominent, lips spread apart to produce pointy teeth. For the male could complain all he wanted, he would only piss the rest of them off even more. Bella found his position all the more amusing, a hats off to the younger female as Trix could visibly see was still gripped onto his crown.
But though she knew the she-wolf could handle herself so very well, and as much disinterest the mistress seemed to withhold, orbs of gold faintly glimmered with the desire for nastiness, of course if Lilith ever wanted another pair of jaws. The bitch had claimed the toy after all... it was only fair for the elder she-wolf to wait.
@lilith @nyrein
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Post by Deleted on Sept 12, 2017 17:01:47 GMT -8
An amber colored wolf slept soundlessly under an old crooked tree, it’s leaves surprisingly still latching onto even if the twigs denied it. One by one the leaves fell over the wolf as her muzzle was dugged into the hem between her paws; the right paw tinted cream as the other was tanned. Slowly her oceanic eyes fluttered half open as she began to awake from her daytime napping. Get up Onai, She thought to herself as she now squinted her eyes tightly as she soon began to stand, It’s dinner time. Oani stretched her front paws outwards in front of her, pressing her chest against the soft pressed grass as she raised her bum up in the air; tail curling towards the sky as she stretched every muscles in her body, demanding them to awake. Her yawn was soft and subtle as her ears reared backwards and flattened a little then soon perked back up.
Oani’s muzzle gaped as she then let out a short huff as she stood profoundly as she slowly lifted her head from between her paws and scanned the valley with her sight first before starting in through the trunks of the trees. Desperately she searched for an easy prey to begin with since she was hunting just for herself. Silently, she trudged forward through the valley with little trees till she suddenly spotted a brown unmindful rabbit as it searched through a bush for fiber or berries.
She hunched lowly between the trees, doing as much as she could to blend into her surroundings as she hid her body behind tree after tree as she soon approached the heedless rabbit. Then suddenly she pounced on top of it, using her paws to pin it body down as she mauled at the rabbit’s side.
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Mortiul
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4 Years
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Post by Alpha Adramalech on Sept 15, 2017 9:26:14 GMT -8
Adramalech's large body was relaxed, although he was ready to defend himself if necessary. The male wolf was the one to speak, and he seemed to be the one to do the talking instead of his mate. Looking towards the wolf as he talked about the massive amount of talk that had spread about Adramalech's group, he smiled slightly. Fear was what fueled the hunger that welled up within Adramalech's body. He was satisfied enough with what the wolf was saying, but what he offered was also interesting. Working together, but separately. Being two different branches of the same tree basically. He liked what the male was offering. More wolves for his army that he was creating. He would be able to furthermore take over the land that he needed. He would go to war, and these wolves promised to be by his side.
"Your offer interests me, and I shall take it up with you," He said, looking towards the other. "My only request is that you keep away from the silver female and my siblings. The rest are at your command as you see fit," Adramalech said. "So long as you do not betray me, I will not kill you," He said, looking towards the two with a dip of his head. "I can already tell we'll get along nicely," He said with a smirk on his face, looking towards the wolves that were present in the area. "My request for you is to show me how merciless you are. Kill that one over there," He said, pointing towards Delta. She had said nothing, and done nothing, but she was useless to the pack, and nothing that he needed. If Koga could show that he would kill without any confirmation as to why, Adramalech knew that he was the right wolf to partner with.
.:: @koga @marusya ::.
.:: Delta has been deleted, so this would be a good way to kill off her character :3 ::.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 15, 2017 17:15:41 GMT -8
The Delta huffed, alabaster paws twitching with excess energy. Creamy orbs of disinterest fell to the ground, inquisitively searching for something that no longer resided beside her. What was that? The form of pure comfort and relief, one that provided constant, childish amusement. That word, oh, what was that word?! Allowing lean legs to give out, the alabaster bitch hit the ground with a resounding thud, oblivious to the commotion around her. Flinging her lean body to the side, snowy paws hung in the air, hooked at the ends. Moth...er. Mother! Ah, yes. The glorious mother whose presence still baffled her. How old was that bitty now? Snickering to herself discreetly, warm memories slowly flooded back into view; wandering around the cliff’s ledge, kicking some poor opossums to their death, playing ‘repeat’. The glorious portrait of browns and creams, standing so sadly at the edge of a cliff, looking over the edge with a strange expression of desire. How odd.
Oh well, the past is the past. Catching her attention was her muscled companion, giving her reason to flip over, and quickly trot over to his larger form. In her smaller size, she was able to comfortably hover just beneath his crazed maw. He was speaking to several females, whom Suki flashed a sadistic grin. Batting her surprisingly clean white tail against her mentor’s shoulder, a slick smirk slowly slid across her expression as he spoke. “Have you bear our children." Cackling, the smaller bitch raised her muzzle, arching her back to reach up to Beel’s, whispering playfully.
“That’s my job, big guy.” With a final wink, her lithe form stepped towards the newcomers. “Despite being obviously devoid of potential,” A small giggle erupted from her lips. “I’ll spare your life,” Her words were obvious jokes to those who’ve been around for more than a week, but to the newbies, they may as well have been threats. “Can’t say that for Beelzebub though~” Finishing her speech with a singsong tone, Suki took a ditzy loop around the wolves, her childish interior allowing her to break out into giggles.
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2017 2:23:36 GMT -8
〷 Lilith 〷
Buff jowls had latched on to an expected target, warm plush fur to fill moistened maw with a firm grip to dark oaken brutes upper nape. The red-hued brown bitch had merely let a rumble emerge, one that almost resembled a muffled giggle. As far as she could tell, he'd made no motion to fight her motions, he'd let himself be pushed beneath her mass and caved in to her superiority above his own. How boring. For a mere moment, she let her yellowed daggers massage against his flesh, slithers of translucent goop to ooze from her maw. Adramalech had all but chosen to be oblivious to the new males positioning, ignoring him like the low-life he was, but Lilith had become indulged. He wasn't afraid; he wasn't worried; and he wasn't cringing like the pathetic lumps of those around who had yet to even be touched.
"Could you get your teeth out of my skull?"
The sudden grumble of the male had her flinch, hell-fire optics that burned with faded interest fluttered downwards as she glanced towards her largest brother. Was he wanting to do anything with this new male? Had he any interest at all? Should she have kept ahold of him? She had absolutely no idea. Each question that floated by in logical curiosity merely grasped at her drift off into a lulled state of statuesque purity. Not a single motion. Observing what happened to the two meager bitches under Beel and Suki's tormenting watch, and faintly watching as Adra had a distanced audience with two unknown entities.
"Hey beautiful, you think you can help me out of these jaws? Talk to an alpha, forceful removal. I don't mind, but she is seriously giving me a headache."
Once more, the nagging of grasped brute drew her back to what she was doing. Instantly her jaws tightened, aiming to pinch even harder at his nerves within nape to make it clear she was attentive to his speech. "Good." The muffled word slid free with great ease. She was happy to be providing him with a headache, and swiftly released him from her hold. "So, what can we call you?" The feminine tone soon emerged as if nothing had happened, curiosity paving her words a path and lack of care carrying them with a minor boredom. Her optics jumping to nearby mass of Bellatrix whom had chosen to steer clear of his requests. Wonderful. She was the type of 'friend' Lilith liked having around, easy to co-operate without over-stepping bounds.
"I guess he's ours to watch while the others are busy." Lilith let the playful statement pass towards the other dame, eyes meeting without hesitation as she let salmon flesh draw across her dampened lips edge. Perhaps he'd be useful for more than chewing on, but that wasn't for Lilith to decide, he would have to wait for however long Adramalech chose to leave him unaddressed. After all, no one rushed the devil into working faster. Not even his own siblings dared try.
▻ Tagged: @nyrein; @bellatrix; Alpha Adramalech (Mentioned); @others◅
▻ OOC: Sorry for the wait, and sorry it isn't too long.◅
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2017 13:05:16 GMT -8
Maleah. That was the warbling she-wolf's name, wrapped up within a waning, quivering whisper. Elysia was the second, a soft choking sound breaking from between ivory jaws. Twice, the tawny-brown she-wolf attempted to announce the words that would bind her to Aldramalech for all their eternity, her vocals harshly jammed within her thin, lovely throat. Dripping fangs softly flashed in her direction, a daunting reminder of an overwhelming desire to dash her between them. It'd been long, too long since he'd last feasted, especially on something providing sustenance of this caliber. Soft, tender meat, with minimal scarring, providing a light, thin layer of muscle lying beneath her browned pelt for added flavor. Silvery, thin saliva strands drizzled the damp yielding earth inches away from her paws; a low, angered growl beginning to build within back of his throat. Blood's sharp, putrid scent had permeated the arid valley air, the stench aptly striking him with full, wrenching force. Were it not for Adra's command, he would have dashed her flesh between his teeth, swallowed her slick, bloodied onslaught before it even left her lifeless body. For now, fear would fuel his fantasies, her paralyzed, half-sobbing terror sufficing well for the moment.
Perhaps the pearly white she-wolf had seen his desire, pledging her promise before her beige counterpart, subtly coaxing her coffee-hued companion to do the same with soft tears. "Excellent," he purred, well-pleased with the simple, quick submission. "I can tell we're going to get along wonderfully. You're smart girls. You'll know to do what's best for you." Truth be told, he didn't have the slightest idea of what Adra had planned for the pair, but small pretty she-wolves were typically used as breeders, at least in his personal experience. Elysia had already caught Adramalech's interests, perhaps another pretty face to add to his growing harem. Perhaps he had a thing for light colored she-wolves? Either way, Beel had little interest in either. While they were beautiful, they were submissive, weak beyond what he was willing to tolerate. Besides, weak mothers weaned even weaker children.
“That’s my job, big guy,” Suki whispered, softly flitting a feathery tail against his shoulders before finally shooting a soft, playful wink his way. Giddy, manic giggles left his lips as the connotations became clearer, a sudden, not so subtle implication of what she wanted for their futures. Oh. Oh! Now there, there lay a proposal worth pursuing! Suki was small, but sharp, a fantastically capable fighter worthy of bearing a Beta's child. She'd blossomed so beautifully under his guidance, clawing to the top of their ranks at record speed. Much to his pleasure, they'd even adopted the same devilish sense of humor. She wouldn't cower beneath his presence like some little white rat. Wouldn't recoil in horror at the sight of some ghastly corpse. Wouldn't quiver, whining in terror whenever faced with a new adversary. She was superb, absolutely perfect.
As soon as she'd finished her splendid, sing-song speech, she'd playfully slipped into a long, ditsy loop; a lovely chorus of crazed, manic cackles slipping from snowy jaws. Hopefully, she had reiterated his point, sending the slightest hint of hope or escape fleeting out from beneath their prisoner's trembling paws. Her words, however, were hollow. She'd no intention of dirtying that delightful, stainless-white pelt, but would certainly be willing to watch the display. Playfully, he made his own long, dazed loop in her tracks; happily seizing her scruff between sharp, bared teeth in his own half-crazed form of play fighting, carefully angled so as not to scrape the skin. Lightly jerking her off her paws, he released her, rowdily positioning his broader, taller build on top of her smaller as he shoved her to the ground. It was in jest, of course, a comically exaggerated show of force. Deftly, he'd nip her left ear with a whimsy lightheartedness if he'd offended her, bending so he could fully crouch at her level; a soft, ambling whisper just atop his tongue. "What's say you and I make that a reality?" He purred, shooting a soft, teasing wink her way, "I say it's high time we brought our beauties into our world."
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Post by Deleted on Sept 16, 2017 18:05:43 GMT -8
A faint, hazed flash of a smile gently sliced his somber features as Koga pitched his plan, doubtlessly noting the numerously vast advantages he'd attached to it. It'd be nothing but favorable on both ends; balanced, equal branches of the same twisted system. Eager crimson eyes met his macabre, calculating ones, considering his request with a quiet analysis. "Your offer interests me," the shadowy brute slowly began; the soft, flashing smile shifting into a sadistically cruel smirk. "I shall take it up with you," Excellent. The oaken male dipped his darkened hues in thanks, sorrel ears swiveling forwards slightly, perked at full attention as he addressed the latter details of their arrangement or - alliance. "My only request is that you keep away from the silver female and my siblings. The rest are at your command as you see fit." A slight, panning sliver of joy filled his features. That'd been the best possible outcome when he'd plotted their plan, a ticket at finally achieving the success they'd desired. Although he'd admitted it was unlikely, it happened. The pack itself presented countless potential, so many souls desperately in need of the gospel. Marusya, his love had been elevated to the top of their ranks, possessing copious power in both parted branches, a fulfillment of the promise he'd made her at their journey's start. "So long as you do not betray me, I will not kill you. I can already tell we'll get along nicely." He adjusted his stance slightly, twisted gently towards where his wolves clustered. Wordlessly, the war-torn brute followed suit, eyeing the eager lot with a watchful awareness. Sharp, putrid scents penetrated every parameter of their arid valley air, fresh blood fizzling up from an ink-like, onyx head. Two sobbing, trembling she-wolves caught the corner of his eye, cowering from the same mottled grey male Adramalech had instructed. While they were beautiful, the brute's interest lay in the cackling white she-wolf purring at his side; surely, the 'silver female' Adra had referred to when he'd given his warning. "My request for you is to show me how merciless you are." The somber fiend smirked, easily singling a sable-brown and white she-wolf from the crowd. "Kill that one over there.""Of course," He lifted his eyes to meet Adra's own; a soft, playful smile finding oaken features. "It'd be my pleasure." Adrenalin pangs had pierced his veins; punctuated by adamant, eager anticipation the moment that he'd risen. Pushing back on broadened limbs, he burst into the center of their clearing, a demented, bright-eyed demon with dripping, steeled jaws. Lunging forwards with sharp, fluid singularity, he aimed his jaws at the she-wolf's thickly shagged throat, hoping to easily tear out her jugular from its furred barrier. Perhaps in shock, or perhaps in an angered, desperate attempt of attaining freedom, the she-wolf sprang backwards, a snarky, overly-conceited smirk aptly slicing her sorrel features. A minor, tiny miscalculation. No matter. Her tiny hint of victory had made her cocky, wonderfully careless in her aim as she attempted to spring on top of him, specifically his side, partially hurtling over his shoulder as she wildly shot over her original target. Swiftly, he snapped his jaws, grasping a gaunt hind limb between harshly bared fangs as she partially soared, yanking her from her flight with a single apt twist of his head.Within one wrenching jerk, her right hind-limb lay painfully twisted in tawny jaws; a chorus of callous, pained cries amplified with each wringing pull. She lay sprawled loosely against the ground, her gaunt, broken limb dangling loosely from well-fortified jaws, the fresh, yielding flesh of her stomach exposed for his fickle amusement. With childish, wonderful delight, he positioned himself on top of her, sinking the sharp curve of cruelly pointed hind-claws into her delicate underside, savoring the sudden fervent gush fizzling up from the wounds. Delightedly, he slashed her stomach to ribbons, each bloodily empowered blow inching him closer and closer towards his target of desire. At first, blood softly bubbled from between his claws, welling up within gaping, jagged gashes as he coated her clear white underside crimson. Layer upon layer of skin was scraped away, cruelly rooted beneath rigid curled talons, each strike neatly stripping fine, tender flesh from muscle. Little more left her maw than a weak, trembling whimper, her eyes half-glazed in pain. Upon encountering the strait-laced thin layer of muscle, he jerked his jaws, happily burying themselves into the muddied, torn mess of her stomach with a giddy puppyish glee. Despite its tight stringy toughness, finely pointed fangs sliced through with relative ease, yanking away a final, adamantly protective layer with a wonderfully apt yank. Fresh steam fizzed up from her torn bowels, pink intestines practically spilling from her gaping hole. There, now there lay the object of his desire. Seizing the soft, crimson muscle between his teeth, he pulled strand upon strand of intestine out, cutting the chords with a swift, deft snap of his jaws, severing any scrambled remaining connection between muscle, body, and brain. With a ghostly, final gasp, the she-wolf's eyes rolled in back of her sorrel head; balmy, quivering breaths leaving parted lips as he ripped her innards outward. Dead, cruelly dashed for a crime he was unaware of - but, if he did have to guess, he'd say her conceit. It didn't matter. Either way, a perfect, splendid performance, one that surely pleased the pitch-dark demon. Seizing her by her scruff, he'd yank her upwards, allowing the last stringy, thick strands of intestine to fall out from within her as he dragged her gaping, half-torn corpse towards him and Marusya, setting it down with a wonderfully amused cackle. "Dinner is served," he quipped, shooting a sharp, playful wink Marusya's way, before happily dipping hazel-tinged hues towards Adra. They'd earned their ticket in full. Tagged: Alpha Adramalech , @beelzebub , @elysia , @lilith , @marusya , Maleah , @nyrein Disemboweled: Delta |
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Post by Deleted on Sept 17, 2017 21:53:28 GMT -8
Marusya was surprised that the black beast asked for nothing else in return. No proof of loyalty besides for her mate to kill a wolf. That was easy. That was second nature to her lover. Eyes watched the way Adramelech moved and looked at them. He seemed genuine in his words, in his promises. Flicking her tail, she didn't know if she was to feel relieved or not. Perhaps, she should begin to learn to love the devils that grew inside her.
As her mate moved, she did as well. Her stance became a little move confident, tail slowly rising from the downward position, but never rising above those who held a commanding stance. They were leaders now, but she would not overstep their boundaries, after all, she was more words than action. She moved to where a giant stood [Beel] with a pretty she-wolf [Suki], and two grovelling she-wolf [Maleah, Elysia]. She took some interest in mottled orange she-wolf. Something about her appearance interested her. Adra did say they could touch anyone besides his siblings, and she was sure this pathetic thing was not his sibling. Turning her head, she decided to watch her mate as he lunged for the attack.
Watching her mate do his work, she smiled lovingly. Without any hesitation she waggled her rear and play bowed towards him, instinctual she urged him on with playful yips. The display brought her enjoyment. She enjoyed his work. She found Koga sexy when he killed, when he worked his magic over those that deserved. Her tail wouldn't stop wagging behind her, only to stop at anticipation of a feast. Even though they partake on delicious wolf flesh only a week ago, she was starving for the delicacy again. Her mouth salivated at the thought of the warm muscle between her teeth.
As the squalling of the she-wolf died out, and the entrails exposed across the ground. Her beloved one dragged the corpse to her. She waited for him to bow his head towards Adra and the black males approval before jerking her head inside the open cavity. Pulling out the rest of the entrails she fished for the liver, before quickly downing the nutrient enriched organ. That would not fill her up, sadly, so she went back in for the heart. Pulling the muscle out she munched away happily, blood oozing across her maw and the sides of her mouth.
When she was satisfied she raised to her feet, her maw and teeth stained red. Her eyes moved towards the orange and black she-wolf. "You," she spoke finally, her first words in the presence of these wolves. "You look hungry, darling," she cooed, her eyes holding a kindness in them but her tone was sickly sweet. "Why don't you try some? Its a delicacy," she stated, her question not a question. Her tone had taken a little harder tone, as her eyes narrowed at the she-wolf. If she refused she would force her to eat the entrails that was on full display, and she knew from experience that was one of the worse parts to eat. If she agreed, she could choose the pieces she would eat. Maru wondered what the little kitten would choose.
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