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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:05:45 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:05:45 GMT -5
Xavier nodded, then rose, his long tail flowing out from under him. The cold wind nipped at his bare nose but he took no notice. It was time to patrol the borders Come, we have borders to check he said turning and on our way, you can tell me more about yourself he stated looking back at her his green eyes more friendly then before and a small smile crept onto his face. He was happy to finally have some company, whether he would admit or not. He started off at a trot his long legs carrying him swiftly over the hard packed ground. He flicked an ear back listening to her foot steps as she padded along behind him, satisfied she was following he turned his ear and attention back to the landscape that was unfolding before him. He moved forth in silence for the first few miles then suddenly he looked back at her and spoke You can start from the beginning he said in a tone that left no room for arguing.[/size]
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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:07:24 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:07:24 GMT -5
Ember: Ember stood up. She dipped her head to he new alpha. As he started to trot away, she padded behind him. Keeping to his shoulder, being sure not to pass. As a pup, I was born into a small pack. I grew and all was normal. Then when I was nearing a year, my pack was weak from fighting rouges. We split up, and I joined Blaze's pack, his father's at the time. Well really they threatened me if I didn't. I joined, but hated it. Then I ran away, and arrived here soon after. the orange fea told her story with a little regret She hated admitting to being of weak heritage, even if her parents were strong fighters, her pack was few in number, and numbers make a difference in how your strength is seen.
Ember continued to follow Xavier around the boarder. She made sure to remember everything he said, and the scents and sights around her. His territory was larger than her pack's, but she easily kept pace with the large brute. She lean frame, was agile, and build for long walks and face paced hunts.
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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:09:50 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:09:50 GMT -5
Sinner: Sinner approached the Shrouded Prarie border, ice blue voids watching the movement of the creatures in the early spring morn. Fog and mist appeared over the rise, and her legs worked easily to hike up to the border. The she-wolf dug a night-colored paw into the ground, not risking a howl until it needed to be heard. Delicately, placing a paw over the borderline, she suddenly felt as if she were breaking the rules -- a rebel. In reality, Sinner pretty much was. narrowing her voids, the early morning chill stabbing at her skin, she treaded further into the Shrouded Prairie lands.
If her scent didn't catch the Dagga's attention, perhaps a howl would indeed be in order after all. The bruja, in the meantime, Sinner raised would-be eyebrows and sniffed the air. A hare was nearby, stretching it's legs. A low growl bubbled out of her vocal cords, and she kneeled into the hunters' crouch. The rabbit was too busy stuffing it's face and failed to hear the efficient duchess, but then again, who did hear her? Until it was too late, none did. Sin snarled, then pounced, her powerful deathtrap wounding around the hare's neck, snapping it in two. Pleased with her kill, obsidian fur stained vermillion, she waited valiantly with a proper treat for the Dragga, should he come.
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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:10:19 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:10:19 GMT -5
Xavier said little while she spoke of her past only offering the occasional nod now and then. So you cower when threatened. he said a slightly dangerous edge entering his voice, he looked over at her his cold green eyes glittering dangerously. He was tempted to test that out but decided against it she was the first company he had had in a long and he wasn't about to chase her off...yet. Turning back to the land unfolding before him, he dropped his head and a ferocious snarl rumbled from his jaws as the fresh scent of another rolled into his nostrils. His hackles rose and he raced off in the direction it was coming from, expecting Ember to follow. As the scent grew stronger so did his snarls and anger, then suddenly a form appeared before him. Slamming on the brakes he came to a stop a few feet from the intruder blooding curling snarls emanating from his massive jaws. His cold green eyes watched the intruder with unbelievable anger and hatred. He ignored the prize she held in her jaws, instead began to circle menacingly in tight circles around her. What are you doing here!? he said in dangerous voice. Saliva began to drip from his mouth to the ground in hunger. Though his hunger wasn't for the prize she held, but her herself. He looked her up and down as ways he could kill her flash tantalizingly through his mind. He shifted his eyes, which had taken on more of a evil tint, back to hers Well?? he demanded through his snarled. She had roughly five seconds to spill her story before he attacked.[/size]
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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:11:12 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:11:12 GMT -5
Sinner: Dropping her kill from her deathtrap she looked to where the Dragga waas making his way to her. In her mind she thought Oh, what a scary look he has, it seems like I get to have some fun the moment I arrive. She watched him circle her, his words ringing through her peaks. Voids looked at the saliva dripping from his jaws and knew instantly that it wasn't hunger for the hare, but for her. In her mind she thought Worthless Draggas. They all think that a lupine will instantly submit to them if they show a little bark. Cold, ice blue voids glared the Dragga down, columns taking her out of his circle.
A smirk play across her maw as angelic vocals rang in the Dragga's peaks Foolish Dragga. Do not think that all lupine will tuck their plumes between their columns and lower their crowns to you. If they knew what a true lupine was, like our ancestors who bowed their crown to no one, then they would feel shame at the very thought. With crown and plume high, ice voids glared at the Dragga before she spoke again I am called Sinner, and have come in search of a land where I can settle down.
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Xavier
May 28, 2010 21:11:46 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 28, 2010 21:11:46 GMT -5
Ember: Ember shook her head. No I, my lord. It was my mother they threatened to kill, and at the time she was heavly pregnant. I joined, but they killed her without my knowing anyway. I only just found out the truth, that was one thing that made me leave, I had been looking for a reason to give the if any followed to retreive me, and now I have it. she spoke bravely. Then a scent drifted across her path. She looked at Xavier, and followed him lead. She watched the fetal intently, unsure of how to react. When the foolish female spoke, Ember's muzzle twitched with rage. How dare she talk of Xavier like that? Who was this wolf called Sinner? [/size]
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:42:10 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:42:10 GMT -5
Alias: Adelais Character Name: Xavier -- Xavier is pronounced ecks-ZAY-vee-er Age: Seven Years Birth Season: Winter Gender: Male Breed: Wolf Build: Large Appearance: Xavier has a large big-boned body, that’s almost hulky in appearance. Hard, lean muscles line this ebony brutes body. Standing at three feet at the shoulder and five feet in length (tail not included) he is certainly on the larger side for a wolf. His fur is medium in length and thickens during the winter, but thins out during the warmer months giving him a very sleek, look. Long legs carry this large brute great distances in short amounts of time and striking cold, green eyes, glare out at the world and all who inhabit it. A white lightening bolt that covers his right eye is the only real distinguishable mark this ebony brute carries and so do his offspring. Personality: Xavier is a very complex individual who has grown and changed in his many years on this planet. When he was young, he was quite the savage, cold-hearted brute who only had a taste for blood and a lot of it. Now, after losing the one he ever truly loved and everything else he ever treasured, he has grown wiser and, dare I say it, softer. While he will never be kind, warm-hearted, or very friendly, he certainly isn't so quick to shred the first living creature he comes across and is more receptive to those around him. Every once in a while, he will get the urge to pick everything up and move, but he has found other outlets for satisfying that urge. That's not to say he won't disappear for days, but he won't leave for months and years at a time. Xavier is extremely cold, and can be most accurately compared to that of a general who has seen and experienced too much to ever be very warm or kind. Due to his past, acceptance is something that can sometimes come quickly with him, while other times hardly at all, so be prepared to really have to work your way into his heart. He can be very unpredictable and possessive, often picking fights to protect what he believes is his and more often then not, he let's the actions of other and the weather dictate his mood and temperament. Sometimes he does a random act of kindness, but don't expect it to happen twice to the same thing.
History: When he was three years old he wandered upon the Forest Whispers pack and decided to stay, but it didn't last long. For he was constantly threatening the other pack members which made him very unpopular. Soon after joining he became very protective of Shadow, always making sure the other kept their distance and knew that she was his. He continuously offered unnecessary and unwanted advice to her. Though he was part of the pack he often spent his days away from the them preferring to be alone, and even had his own den near the border of their territory. This went on for quite a few months, before a young she-wolf named Saria, and her brother, Aro, found their way into the pack. This young she-wolf would change his life forever. At first he shunned her curiosity of him and did everything he could to be rid of her, but eventually her persistence and quirky personality won him over. He fell for her hard after that and she the same. They were inseparable, each each-others shadow. He treated her as if she was priceless. Though their love was not meant to last, and their happy days were numbered. All this time his attitude and actions towards the other in the pack had not changed. This had caused a great rift within the pack, for some wanted him gone but were to afraid to order or ask him to leave, while others wanted to use sheer force and drive him out, but they knew that would not be possible. Shadow had come to him many times telling him he needed to get his temper under control, but that was something unthinkable to him, so he left. He asked Saria to come with him, but her tie to her beloved brother was stronger then her love for him. He left later that day without saying good-bye. He felt no guilt when leaving her only great anticipation at the thought of a place all his own, undiscovered by anyone. Within days he wandered upon a piece of land that he would eventually call home. It wasn't the ideal setting but it was just right for him. He called it the Shrouded Prairie; uncreative, yes, but he loved it none the less because it was his. Not long after he had settled in Saria appeared claiming that her love for him had finally over-powered her love for her brother, and had she raced off to find him. He was over-joyed at having his love once again at his side. They lived happily together for a year, with visitors nonexistent, and soon their first litter of pups were born. Five healthy little ones. His heart swelled with pride and love at the sight of his pups. They were so beautiful. This is where their lives become unraveled. When the pups were one month old he left. No destination in mind other then the need for adventure. He did not tell Saria where he was going or when he was leaving, but one night he snuck out and left. Leaving Saria and his five pups to fend for themselves. He returned a year and a half later to find his Saria dead and pups gone. Saria had killed herself, throwing herself off into a ravine, after hearing false information about his death. His pups had went their own ways. Some made packs of their own while others joined existing ones. Though, strangely enough, one still traveled with his ex-brother-in-law. Not a year after he returned, he watched from his barren land as one by one the surrounding packs began to die off, succumbing to a disease that swept through the territories. He has no idea what happened to his pups, if any of them made it, but with nothing left to look after he gave up his territory in search of a new home. One where he could start over, build a new life, one that was different from what he had pushed away for so long, which is how he found himself in Illusus. Store Items: How'd You Find Us? Firefly Fields
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:43:27 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:43:27 GMT -5
Xavier’s hardened, lean body ripple with each stride as he crossed the frigid landscape. The bitter wind that ripped across the land, pulling his long dark coat in many directions at once, had little affect on the ebony brute as he strode forth. This land was familiar to him in a sense, with its barren geography and extreme weather conditions, it was a lot like where he had come from and it was a place that he felt right at home. A desolate, cold place for an equally empty and cold-hearted individual. As he walked, his dark ears swiveled occasionally, picking up the sounds emanating around him. His stride faltered when a soft, sound reached his ears and tilting his head to the side he just caught sight of a small mouse darting into the snow. A cool, chilling grin spread across his muzzle as he watched it dart from one hole to another, completely oblivious to his presence-probably because he was downwind. Despite that fact that he wasn’t even remotely hungry, instinct took over and he began to drop into a crouching position, but stopped himself- if he killed it now, it would be a waste. Letting out a low, barely audible growl, he straightened out and then sat back on his haunches, content to just watch the small creature dart around collecting who knows what. Hard, emerald green eyes missed none of the quick movements the small creature made and as the minutes ticked by, he began to notice a particular pattern forming as the mouse trekked across the tundra. It seemed that the creature was continually running in “random” crisscrossing patterns across the ground and even doubling back a few times. Smart little thing he thought when he realized what the creature was doing. Much like some species of rabbit, this mouse had figured out that by creating thousands of crisscrossing trails and then doubling back over some of them, that he created predators worst tracking nightmare. Thus, increasing his chances of survival and decreasing his chances of being found/caught. A rare, genuine smile spread across his muzzle as he continued to watch the small creature zip about, still completely unaware of his presence and clearly way overconfident about his strategy. It was obvious the creature had gotten lazy and no matter how smart he may be, he was going to pay very dearly for that one day…lucky for him, this predator was content to just sit and watch. As the wind continued to howl and rip around him, Xavier sat completely still, his lone form, a mass that radiated power and darkness. Although he may have chosen not to eradicate the small creature at this moment, that didn’t mean he wouldn’t before he moved on. In reality, it was just a matter of time and the mouse’s lifespan was ticking away by the minute.
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:44:10 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:44:10 GMT -5
do you know what a time being is? The blood colored she wolf was also haunting these grounds today. Perhaps it was lack of action by the so called alpha that ruled over that particular area, or perhaps it was the lack of something for the she wolf to do. But whatever it was, Vi was restless, and she didn’t appreciate the feeling. This feeling alone was what made her leave the relative safety of the pack lands and adventure out in search of something to do, be it speak or otherwise, the woman would have her entertainment.
Paws softly crushed the packed snow of the tundra as she continued to trek onward with her head elevated so that she could properly scent the air. Her boredom was not softened by the bland display of environment around her. Noise though did catch her attention and made her draw her ears to the left as her head slowly turned in that direction. It sound like the paws of a lesser creature, and yet it was so soft if the area was almost silent she would have caught it herself.
Being the only source of entertainment the woman turned and headed in that direction, hazel gaze slowly tracing the horizon and finally coming to draw and rest upon a man that was of her kind. Vi couldn’t help but quirk a brow towards the man in the snow, just sitting there, waiting, as if he didn’t have anything better to do than to sit out in the snow and freeze. The crimson witch decided then would be a good time to lift her head, sweeping her tongue across her jaws as confident steps were taken forward towards him as she sniffed the air once again.
Nothing, there was no scent of a pack that claimed him, and no scent that she could particular place from any other location, except he smelled particularly good to Vi. “Well hello there,” she grunted in almost gruff tones as she attempted to move towards the black in the snow. Eyes finally swept across the ground to notice creature that was darting about, but she was a pack lupine now, with those that she continued at least worthy of sharing her genetic coding…for now at least.
LAIKA OF GS!
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:44:43 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:44:43 GMT -5
As he continued to watch the small rodent, the howling of the wind filled his ears, but did not stifle the sound of light, approaching footsteps. Irritation and displeasure swept through him and his lips curled up automatically, in what could only be described as a look of a snarl, but without an utter of sound. Like a flicker of light in the inky darkness of the night, it was gone as quickly as it had appeared. An ear flickered momentarily in her direction, noting her approach, but that was all the acknowledgement he gave the female. When the wind shifted, he knew his entertainment was gone because the second the rodent caught wind of his scent, it dove into the safety of it’s burrow. With the rodent gone, he shifted his full attention to the female and rising rather gracefully for a wolf of his size, he turned to face her, his gaze steely, as he looked her over. It had been many moons since he had crossed paths with another and as his eyes swept over her small frame, he had to admit she was a beautiful creature to behold, but most of his kind were. With her fiery red coat and sharp hazel eyes, she reminded him of an ember right before it burst into flames. When her scent filled his nose, he was mildly surprised at that mix of different creatures that lingered on her. She had obviously been in contact with several others recently, possibly members of whatever pack she was from, although, she didn’t smell like she had been claimed. Not that it mattered much to him, he had little to fear, especially from the “pack” –if you could even all it that, that this particular territory belonged to. They were far too small to be able to look after their territory properly and he was taking full advantage of that. Silence enveloped the two as Xavier settled back onto his hunches, wrapping his dark tail neatly around him, still appraising the female. A few more seconds passed before he spoke, And you would be? he asked in an icy tone, his eyes locking with hers.
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:45:19 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:45:19 GMT -5
do you know what a time being is? The she wolf continued to watch the male as he paid no heed to her in this particular moment. Vi couldn’t figure out if she felt like lurching towards him with snapping jaws, and forcefully grabbing his attention, or if she should just let him continue to stare at the creature running for its dear life below her. Honestly, she couldn’t figure out if she cared about having his attention, or if she cared about not being disrespected and ignored. After all, the she wolf didn’t take kindly to being snubbed by strangers. She had a habit of making them remember the sweet music of her name, and remembering it to the rhythm of tearing flesh.
But the bloodthirsty thought was carefully shoved aside as she patiently waited as he flicked an ear in her direction. Oh, that was nice, pleasant of him to listen to her, so she interjected with a sharp sigh, not used to being made to wait for almost anything. But with the vanishing of the rodent the other lupine seemed to finally give her the proper attention that one such of her status deserved. Let’s not mention that the female was already snappy because she missed her morning meal, and lets not include that she wandered out here and somehow already forgot the way back to her home. She would figure it out sooner or later, but she preferred sooner, rather than…later.
Thinking of time, the male picked this particular moment to rise, glance at her and then sit back down. Vi wasn’t exactly sure about how she felt about that either, and only lifted her lips to flash a predatory smirk at him before allowing them to lower again with casual ease. “Aeona,” she calmly answered as the male locked eyes with the hazel witch. This man, meeting her gaze, made her lift her eyebrow and return the look with a calm interest. Very few would partake in the whole ‘let’s trade stares with Vi,’ deal, let alone strangers trading the ‘let’s stare at Vi,’ thing. She couldn’t exactly place it, but she was pleased by this, not only did he seem at first appearance mentally stable, but he also seemed to have more balls than some of the males that she already came across. “You?”
LAIKA OF GS!
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:45:48 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:45:48 GMT -5
A flicker of anger coursed through him at the female smirk, but to be fair, he had ignored her during her approach. She was walking a very fine line, though, whether she knew it or not. Carefully setting aside his anger, he opted for a more…productive emotion. A cool smile, one that did not reach his eyes, crossed his muzzle in return to her smirk and an eyebrow arched ever so slightly upon hearing her name. You don’t expect me to believe that’s your real name. he said coldly, his head dipping ever so slightly to emphasize his words. Names didn’t matter much to him, they were just words bestow upon creatures in order to identify them, but he didn’t appreciate the little white lie. He rose swiftly, his eyes never leaving her as he shook himself lightly, to dislodging the snow that had collected upon it. Reflecting on what had unfolded so far, he was mildly impressed with her ability to hold his gaze for so long, few wolves could, but he would hardly call it courage. Sniffing, he looked her over once again, his eyes sweeping over her from nose to tail before settling back on her eyes. She looked young, two or three-at the most, but she carried herself like a wolf of five or six years of age. It was quite…well, intriguing. It wasn’t often that he came across one so young that carried herself with the self-assurance of a wolf much older than herself. Often times he found these wolves lack the authenticity to support this self-assurance and it was mistaken for cockiness. Which was their grave mistake. He was curious to see if this crimson females façade was real or not. Taking a small step forward, he cocked his head, feeling the urge to quell his curiosity, his gaze quickly becoming more like a predator sizing up its prey. But, like with the mouse moments ago, he pulled that urge back and shut it away. There was a time and place for that and now was neither of those things. Returning his thoughts back to her simple question, X he said in a rather flat tone as he returned to his haunches. Two could play this game the thought with an inward grin. At some point, the wind had died down and snowflakes fell gently from the sky, adding yet another white fluffy layer to the ground around them. Not a sound could be heard other than the light breathing from the crimson female and the strong beat of her heart. He cocked his head once again as another thought crept into his head, but he set it aside for later. For now, he was curious as to just who this female aligned herself with and if he divulge any information about the “pack” that lived here. Perhaps even learn a bit more about the wolf herself in the process, which he wouldn’t be opposed too. She rather intrigued him. You seem awfully far from home, Aeona. he said in a cool tone, still keeping his gaze level with hers.
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:46:15 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:46:15 GMT -5
do you know what a time being is? Vi couldn’t help but feel the need to shift her haunches slightly behind her as her tail curled lightly above her back and swayed from left to right in solemn acceptance of his presences. But the she wolf would give pause as the two faced smiled flickered upon his features. The woman found herself tilting her own head slightly to the right as a judgmental hazel eye locked upon his once more. “Why wouldn’t you? It is my name after all,” she calmly explained with a crinkle of her muzzle and a calm cross step just to get her body moving once again as haunches rose from the ground.
Plus why didn’t he believe that, that was her name? After all, when wolves from her pack where born, they were all given two names. One name to be put to the public, and a soul name that would only be known to those that were close to that particular wolf. Vi didn’t feel that this black lupine had any rights to even question her about her soul name, nevertheless even think that Aeona was less than another name for the she wolf. Her thoughts continued to tumble around her head as she gave it a slow shake, thinking was something that was difficult for Vi, she would have never put herself as a thinker or the most intelligent. Actually, on that point she wasn’t supposed to be. The she wolf was only muscles, with enough intelligence to decided when to attack, and when not to, and which orders had to be followed, and which ones could be ignored. She was after all, her father’s daughter.
But even her own thoughts where interrupted as the soft crushing of snow greeting a paw snapped her attention back towards the man. The shifting from curiosity to predatory within the glimmer of the man’s eyes made the woman almost instantly react with a snarl of aggression. Tensely the woman flattened her ears against her skull and roughly rotated her shoulders forward to thicken her scruff as her chin dipped down to protect her throat. Lips curled sharply upward and quivered and the depths of her intonation tore its way from the recesses of her body. Vi didn’t particularly take kindly to strange men attempting to invade her personal space, for she owned that area that was immediately around her, and she would be damned if she allowed anyone to attempt to take that from her.
The sound of aggression that poured from her lips though seemed to reach a crescendo even as he cocked his head. Gradually the woman brought her tail down to align with her spine as her head did the same for balance. Eyes narrowed to fine slits and abdomen tightened and knees bent. Seconds seemed to be dancing away inside of the expanse of her mind. Each second brought her closer and closer to the threshold of a violent reaction towards him. But as the seconds continued to spill over, his haunches would return to the ground and he would seem too pacific her with merely a letter.
Paws though did not move as she stood still in the spot that she claimed as her own with hackles raised. The high strung witch still standing on a cliff inside of her own mind where jumping would mean launching herself with reckless abandon at the loner, and stepping back would mean allowing him within her space. Both seemed like bad ideas to the woman. Not only was she a long way from home, but it would also be quiet the trek if she was grievously injured in the fight.
“And you’re standing awfully close to me, X.” She would sharply retort towards him, her breath turning to a chilly smog in the breeze as the freckles of snow made their home on her pelt. “What are you doing out here?”
LAIKA OF GS!
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:46:47 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:46:47 GMT -5
Xavier pondered her question for a moment, recognizing that it was a valid one, but after awhile, he merely shrugged his shoulders. Perhaps I’ve been without the company others for so long that I have come to mistrust them. he said more to himself than her. That was partially true, but really, he just enjoyed provoking others and names were always a good place to start. As her snarls fill the air around them, he only chuckled darkly, his body remaining relaxed as he watched her climb higher and higher into an aggressive state. Even as she took on an attack posture he remained relaxed and relatively unconcerned, though inwardly he felt the adrenaline pulse through his veins at the prospect of a fight. So sensitive he thought in amusement, cocking his head to the side again. He was finding pushing her buttons rather entertaining, but knew he would have to tread lightly to avoid a nasty altercation. As much as he enjoyed a good fight, he wasn’t all that interested in one at this moment. Once again silence filled the air around them as he waited for her to climb down from the high she had worked herself up to, but even as she came down physically, he could tell mentally she was still teetering. For a moment, she reminded him of himself, a very long time ago and for some reason he felt a very small sense of respect towards her. At her sharp words, he grinned inwardly and shifted his eyes down to his paws thoughtfully, then back at her I suppose I am he said without moving from his spot. This was quite the little stand off they were having, each refusing to give ground to the other, but that was to be expected. Neither wolf knew the other, so why would they? His ears pricked forward at her next question and he shifted his hindquarters, growing restless. Observing and enjoying the solitude. Or was enjoying the solitude he said with mild irritation and giving her a pointed look. A muffled sound from his right pulled his attention away from her for a moment as he scanned for the source of the sound. His eyes alighted on the movement of a rabbit darting across the exposed tundra and he could feel his muscles tense in response, but he forced himself to relax and let it go. He wasn’t even remotely hungry, but his response to seeing prey, particularly vulnerable prey was instinctual. Despite the more calm demeanor he project, the overwhelming urge to kill and create chaos, hovered just beneath the surface. His emerald eyes returned to her hazel ones, his expression very reserved, but with a subtle hint of curiosity. I could ask you the same question he said in a cool, even tone.
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Xavier
May 1, 2015 14:47:51 GMT -5
Post by Adelais on May 1, 2015 14:47:51 GMT -5
do you know what a time being is? Vi was still trying to figure him out, and with all the tension that was slithering its way up and down her body…it was making it slightly hard. “Yes, perhaps you should be more trusting; perhaps being with others is what you need.” She grunted, more to herself than actually to him. The only reason she joined a pack was to gain weight again, and to bring balance back to her mental state. Being alone for too long did something weird to the she wolf, made her more aggressive than normal, and just generally a not to nice lady to walk in the park with. But touching, scent, sharing meals with others of her own kind, almost seemed to help her out just a little bit.
Laughter though interrupted her thoughts as her lips gyrated back upwards in warning. There was nothing to be done though, he didn’t do anything particularly bad to make her want to attack him besides invading her personal space. Then again, she highly doubted her Alpha would condone her running around attacking random loners, but what he didn’t know couldn’t hurt him right? But with the removal of the ebonite’s lupines gaze from her own eyes she felt her muscles attempt to unravel themselves from the tension that she self-inflicted upon them.
“What’s this then? You like standing all close to me stranger?” She spat still starting at him through narrowed eyes as her gaze flickered across his body. “If you’re trying to get some tail, I suggest finding another female,” Vi would instruct rather bluntly. “You’ll only get my tail if you earn it, and I don’t do weak men,” she stated as she allowed her gaze to appraisingly look over him again. He didn’t look particularly weak, oh no, he looked quite the opposite. But she wanted to poke the bear with a stick so to say.
His next words though as well as that look at he gave her made the she wolf grunting in pleasure. Good, she was happy to disrupt his solitude, maybe if she kept disrupting it he would eventually get out of her personal bubble. But as soon as he turned his head around the woman would lunge forward, mouth shut, and lips pressed together as she attempted to ram her nose into his cheek, as a hot breath came from between slightly parted lips.
An amused wuffle would push itself from her chest as she quickly took a small leap backwards, only lifting her right fore paw in the air as she narrowed her eyes at him once again. “Every time you stop staring at me or looking me over, or whatever mysterious look you give, I’m going to stab you in your face, got it?” She threatened as her forelimbs stretched out into the depths of the snow and her haunches raised in the air and tail danced behind her playfully. “But I’m here to recruit more members for Amarok, you know the drill, world domination, supreme empire, need warriors, blah, blah, blah.” Vi would chatter with a smirk on her features. She might have lost the battle for her personal space, but she still got a chance to attempt to stab him in his face with her nose.
LAIKA OF GS!
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