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Post by fraggle on Apr 21, 2007 15:56:24 GMT -5
My brilliant green eyes flashed around. I hoped to find a home some day. I was desperate. I frowned and knew what I really wanted was a mate. I was going to A. Be force Claimed her by a sorry little rat. or B Rot away and Die. There was a C,but it was just a fantasy in my neutral mind. C. Find a mate....
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Post by Aztec on Apr 21, 2007 20:02:22 GMT -5
It was a warm Summer-like daze, yet there was still a crispness about the atmosphere. Autumn had passed quickly, but what it held could only be imagined in the nightmaring fiends that haunt your dreams. So many had been lost in the invasion, so many lives stolen brutally away from their soul-bearers. Yet no matter how desperate the times had been, I could not loose a tear. I felt it a strangely petty thing to do, so I did not. I had to find followers, desperately. The land had been deserted for many moons now, and it was time for more recruits. My husky white limbs bounded gracely over the terrain. There was sure to be a lass around here somewhere, or was all hope lost? Well I could not bring myself to give up, being King of the Neutral's it was not my place to give in so easily. A mighty rimmed breast swayyed in the rythm of my trot, refining my shape into slim manner. Suddenly my leathery nose scented up the trail of a femora! I could have danced with joy, but again I felt that extremely inapropriate. Instead a gave a brisk howl and bounded off in hot persuit, longing to be greeted with the deprived sight of a femora. I hurried now, not wishing to lose her by another rare wolf who would attempt to steal her from me. My quick canter drove me over the creases and mounds of the slopey land, twining me around the brush and at last halting me to a perch were a could see the sleek figure of the dutchess. Indeed she was beautiful, indeed she would throw a good pup or two.
I howled loudly and dominantly to catch the dove's lobes, let her see her future leader. Then I would greet her, asking of what name it was she accompanied. For now, I waited.
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Post by fraggle on Apr 22, 2007 7:45:02 GMT -5
My ears pricked and a swirled around. My emerald green eyes searching for the source of sound. I spotted it, a male wolf, most likely the only one around. I blinked, interesting I thought. Ello' I said politely. Atlas was there hope?
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Post by Aztec on Apr 22, 2007 10:40:37 GMT -5
Subtle tresspasses were made and within seconds, I had forged my way down the terrace and onto the flats. A sprinkle of light loomed over her pitch hide, giving it a very luminous glow. I frowned thoughtfully, thinking she must be new. I decided for sere pleasure to memorise her thick stench. It fogged my nacres and smothered my senses, and then there it was, planting firmly in the piles of thoughts, instincts and memories that lay silently in the safe of my mind.
A single word chortled from her vocals, and I could not help but to reply almost instantly. "Greetings dove. May you enlighten me with your calling? If you wish to know, mine is Aztec - leader of all Neutral's." The snow-pelted mane that cradled my ark quivered as a brisk wind that snaked through the forest and then hurried away.
My twin-peaks flicked around me and I ceased to look at the fae, almost distracted by something else, something that seemed unatended, oblivious to danger. A few moments longer and then feeling was gone. I felt that perhaps by not looking at her, I was announing some sort of offence so I quickly exchanged her another hearty glance before lowering my dream-box all most level to the ground, grasping desperately at the scents the wind has whisked by me. Something in them brought a strong sensationg bubbling to my inner-surface.
A short whimper of frustration slid from my vocals and I quickly shook off the sensation, knowing that I was beginning to look foolish to the concubine. I could not completely focus all my attention on her though, for my twitches and nagging instincts taught me severely of danger, but I fought to ignore it knowing that my senses lately had gone rather haywire from all the isolation. I swear, if I had gone another day without company, I would have gone mad!
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Post by fraggle on Apr 23, 2007 15:54:00 GMT -5
I chuckled Okay O' mighty Nutral King! I said. I'm Fraggle, but you can call me frizz. I said. Why are you such a dork? I asked myself. I was never like this before. Then without realy thinking I knew the word for it.... Crush
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Post by Aztec on May 3, 2007 1:54:50 GMT -5
The fae's orbs lit up cheekily and I chortled at her remark. Indeed humor accompanied her pretty stance. A sudden flush of emotion spilled from her mask but then it evaporised before I could further inspect it. I shrugged it away and moved to the next thing I would say. My invisi-brow furrowed as I wondered whether or not the question should face her bold features yet, heh well if she rejected anyhow, she could always be forced into it. A devious curl ruptured my steady face and i could not help but to chuckle slightly. "Well Fraggle, Frizz, in my eyes you look to be alone? I would be honored for you to join me in my terrain. What do you say?" I gave her an inquisitive yet friendly, welcoming glance. I hoped to avoid forcing her, for that usually resulted in unhappy dove's and that was so little fun.
OOC Short enough? Lol
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Post by fraggle on May 3, 2007 16:56:20 GMT -5
I realy didn't know how to respond to things. I smiled Of Corce I said. A slight breaze flew by sending my fur to the side. I was new to this place and some how I didn't remember my past life.
Srryz no muse
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Post by Aztec on May 4, 2007 3:10:07 GMT -5
A breeze flustered through the canopy, chasing the vix's mane into tangle. I watched her with interest, paying attention to her body language. I was happy to hear her response and smiled to her. "Good. Then it is done. Come join me now vix in my home, Sunset Arch." I nudged her gently with my snout, indicating the direction to which my home was. If she failed to follow, she would face consequences. Yet they were ones I wished not to force against her as I found a sort of fondness for the shy wench.
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Post by fraggle on May 4, 2007 17:36:28 GMT -5
I winced I had never actuly been touched by anyone (or thing for that matter), but I stood up. Well witch way is it? I asked. I smiled and looked arowned I had no idea where I was.
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Post by Aztec on May 7, 2007 1:29:47 GMT -5
The wench's muscled clenched fearfully and I smiled reassuringly, hoping that one day soon I could overcome her fears. I chuckled when her next words came, not rudely but I just found it slightly funny how lost the poor vix was. "Come, this way." I began to trot off towards the ridge I called my home, my territory, my lair. I sent a chilling, victorious howl into the bitter air, making trees around me shudder. I snickered cheekily and looked back to Fraggle to make sure she was following.
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Post by fraggle on May 7, 2007 16:32:33 GMT -5
OCC: you wanna start the new thread
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