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Post by Snow™ on Jan 5, 2008 18:50:25 GMT -5
Coloreds! All of them. Ugh. Their stench, their horrible stench. Audits flicked as I moved forth, forgetting the colored fea for now, and focusing on this little group. I wasn't worried about Blind, it wouldn't be too hard to find the little tramp. Anyways. Back to this delicious pack. A female, sarcastic in her ways. Her attitude was like that of my own, except calmer. She was pretty, I could give her that. Her eyes are what ticked me off- a brightish gold. Not a light blue, not an albino. Ah, what the heck? Arctics got just as much shit about being white- not blending in. Shoot- I stuck I out like a sore thumb. Literally, sore. Hah, hah. The two brutes were what made me shifty- both coloreds, well in size. Bruno was husky-ish, and... manly? Saidin was the same, just... twitchy. Impatient. At the mention of this fea- Kota, was it? I snarled ever so lightly, hackles rising. The spy. HAH. She would be no more- I'd already decided. Well. She could always give in and show herself. Maybe then I wouldn't attack her as fiercely. I rose, stepping out into the open. My shaggy white coat was slightly dirty and yellowed with travel and age. Lusterless eyes scanned over the group, my maw pulled back in a permanent sneer. I stunk of blood, of death, though I didn't have that horrible disease. Rabbits called it the White Blindness. Wolves called it Rabies. Quite frankly, whatever it was, I didn't have it, though I did smell of it. Oh fricking well. These wolves didn't know my intentions. They had every right, to attack me, anyways, but I could simply flee. Running, as I saw it, didn't make you a coward. It made you alive. Hi. I said, my voice raspy with... really, I don't know. Most wolves had raspy voices. Anyways, yeah. I said something.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 6, 2008 0:25:43 GMT -5
Letting Bruno nudge him into action, Saidin padded briskly in the direction he'd come from. He wouldn't take them all the way to the secluded den– what good was it if he showed every wolf he encountered where it was?– just close enough for Bruno to hopefully catch a whiff of Kota's scent. "I hope she isn't, but what other explanation is there?" He said. "She can't exactly have just up and decided to go somewhere, not alone and certainly not far, not in the condition she was in..." A low whine threatened to make itself heard as the dark-pelted wolf's thoughts centered on Kota now that he no longer had the distraction of hunting down a possible ally. What use could he possibly be to a pack– to anyone if he couldn't even keep an eye on one weary, half-starved fea in a den that had to be next to impossible to find?! He froze mid-step as a second white wolf appeared. This one was male, and... odd. Wrongness seemed as much a part of him as his eerie pinkish eyes and nose, and Saidin almost wished the other could be scentless as well as colorless; the strange odors coming from the newcomer made him want to wheeze and snort to clear his nose. "Hello..." Saidin replied slowly, his tail raising to hover somewhere between greeting and wary hostility. Not once did he consider asking this wolf about Kota– the very idea of alerting the albino of the presence of a small, weakened female out there somewhere gave him a cold, shrivelling sensation inside.
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Post by Kwabangul on Jan 6, 2008 0:54:02 GMT -5
Kwabangul padded along when he smelt other wolves in the area. This intrigued him, and he felt like investigating. The scent was in the exact same direction he was headed, so he started off at a trot. Soon, he exited most of the woods, and saw wolves in the distance. He padded towards them, then stopped, deciding to observe their actions.
(I'm sorry it's short, I'm tired, and I have to go... D:)
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Post by bruno on Jan 6, 2008 9:17:46 GMT -5
Bruno pretty much ignored other things happening around him. His face was snugg into the dirt to find the scent of the female, when suddenly his nose was hit with the scent of decaying flesh. His eyes and head rose quickly. He gawked at the extremely ugly other male who's pelt was yellow with rust from what was apparent, age. Bruno didn't have any intention to have interaction with this strange wolf, but he felt guilty for not asking if he was okay. "Do you need help with something? Are you okay?"
He was pleading inside himself that the wolf didn't need anything and would be well on his way, off. His heart was uncertain and the beats made it clear. He blurted to Saidin, "WHAT... IS... THAT?!?!?!" He paused for a moment to let his hideous looks settle in his mind. Then whispered, "I'm not /really/ going to help it... I mean him. I'm not helping him." His ears remained glued to his skull. A quick turn of the head revealed yet another male; luckily it was a 'normal' male.
Bruno couldn't move. The winds picked up and he wasn't feeling as secure as he was previously.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 6, 2008 16:55:23 GMT -5
All Day Staring At The Ceiling Making Friends With Shadows On My Walls All Night Hearing Voices Telling Me That I Should Get Some Sleep Because Tomorrow Might Be Good For Something Hold On Feeling Like I'm Heading For A Break Down And I Don't Know Why
A snarl escaped my maw as I saw their stares. Never seen an albino before, huh? I asked, looking at them, bloody maw lowering in a half bow, my legs stiff, my hackles risen. I, in turn, stared at Bruno, smiling half insanely. What makes you think I'm not okay? My voice was singsong, a sarcastic smile lighting up my features. I looked at the vix, now, scanning her features quietly, before turning to look at the new male. I snorted, looking back at Saidin. Looking for your sweetie? I chuckled, running a claw through the dirt, staring down at the marr, before looking up at the bastard. I've seen her. The way I said this, I meant it to sound demented. Who said I couldn't fuck with their minds? I let out a wheezing laugh, my body shaking as I coughed into the ground. When I stopped, I stood there, legs spread, head down, before righting myself, hair bristling along my nape and spinal chord. Who were this idiots, to judge me?
I'm Not Crazy I'm Just A Little Impaired I Know Right Now You Don't Care But Soon Enough You're Gonna Think Of Me And How I Used To Be I've Been Talking In My Sleep And Soon They'll Come To Get Me And They're Taking Me Away
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Post by sleety on Jan 6, 2008 19:59:12 GMT -5
She cocked her head, nearly running into the albino wolf that made it's presence nose quite plainly. "You stink," she growled, her nose wrinkling. Her dark yellow eyes narrowed, scanning him over. "You have blood all over you. You are, frankly, a mess." She shrugged her shoulders with a grin. "Well, that's new," turning to see the other two walk up, she silently listened to the conversation, sitting down a couple feet away from both of them. For some reason, it felt as if this wolf was resounding... hatred towards those wolves, but not near as much to her. Glancing him over again, she didn't find any answers in his stance or his words, though she had a feeling that he was making himself sound demented, or he actually was. She acted all the time, so why couldn't he be acting? Deciding to wait and see his mental stability, she sat back and relaxed.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 6, 2008 20:07:30 GMT -5
Saidin's gaze swivelled from Bruno to Sweeper and back, though after a few seconds he couldn't help but focus on the albino. "You've seen Ko-" he abruptly stopped himself and bit off her name, all his half-formed worries about his friend seemingly confirmed by this... deranged brute. Hackles rising, Saidin's head lowered slightly, suddenly wary of exposing his throat as he took a step closer to Sweeper. "Where is she?!" He demanded, his tone rising a pitch or two at the end. He didn't bother correcting the other wolf on the relationship-status between Kota and himself– perhaps if Sweeper believed they were involved, he might expect Saidin to be a bit more aggressive... more easily goaded into something. Though he was normally quite impulsive, Saidin had a strong feeling that he did NOT want to do something stupid right now.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 6, 2008 20:28:56 GMT -5
Sit and spin well you're wearing thin and the Fornigate it's a bit too late for it It's getting hotter we're getting hotter the Only good news is hell feel's cooler Life's a battle, life's a battle, hallelujah hallelujah
He was accusing me of messing with... Ko, something. I'd heard her name. He didn't know that. I smiled, hackles rising as well, as I walked up, our maws inches away. The femme had said something, about my stench. This, I ignored. I stared at Saidin, a grin playing my features. Your darling Kota. Hmm... last I saw was her ass, fleeing. I snarled, claws digging into the ground, fur bristling as I now turned, circling Saidin. He knew my insanity. He was... was he? Was he scared? Well, if he wasn't, he should be. Get down on your knees, I wanna see you beg! Tears building up here, Before me! I'm gonna tear you up! I'm gonna break you down. I'm gonna show you my pain And, My misery.
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Post by sleety on Jan 6, 2008 20:45:10 GMT -5
She tilted an eyebrown, her own sadistic grin spreading over her features. Another fight in less than a week? This was too good to be true. Of course, in natural wolf instinct, she scooted closer. Whoever won the fight, or pinned the other to the ground, would automatically have her respect. Smirking at his callous comment, she nodded in approval. Finally, a wolf with a non-perky attitude and who wasn't a freak... just deranged a bit, if he wasn't faking. She could fake quite well, but had a hard time reading other wolves. That was why she usually used sarcasm, because if they were actually sad or mad and she didn't know what to say, then she just turned on the good old sarcasm charm and everything was fine.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 6, 2008 22:47:41 GMT -5
A low growl escaped his throat as Sweeper spoke her name. Saidin's head lowered even further, his tail now rigidly-straight along his spine. Slowly turning to keep himself face-to-face with this lunatic albino, Saidin spoke in a soft snarl. "Really? I suppose you get that reaction a lot, then." He had to assume Kota had gotten away safely, and relatively unhurt as well. Sweeper surely would have mentioned more if he'd actually done something to her, if not to gloat then at least to provoke Saidin a little more. "Hard to understand, though, with that charming personality of yours, and whatever you rolled in to get THAT reek. Roll in a few carcasses on your way over, did you? What do you expect that to attract, hmm? Feas, or flies?" More than once he considered coming up with a comment or two about Sweeper's birth, or his parentage, but quickly discarded such thoughts. Even as disgusted as he was by this colorless wolf he couldn't quite bring himself to try something that low. While pups were influenced by those who raised them, no parent could be completely responsible for every action taken by their offspring- and Sweeper couldn't possibly have always been like this, could he? Either way, the past didn't really concern Saidin right now. It was the present he had to worry about.
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Post by bruno on Jan 7, 2008 0:17:58 GMT -5
Bruno's lips began to rise. He kept his ground while minding both of the wolven. His face was angry. (ooc: quite like my avatar, less vicious though I presume)
(BIC:) Threat stained the pores he had on his nose making it all he was aware of. It's obvious that he was having issues with himself. Bruno didn't want any part of the argument between Sweeper and Saidin, he just wanted to help. Perhaps helping wasn't his forte. He didn't make any noise through his baring teeth display- he once again, just wanted to help Saidin find Kota. "You're really beginning to aggravate me. If you could move through our lands and go back under whatever rock you came from... Saidin, Amira and I have business to attend to." His entire spine from nose to tail was level and his ears pinned back, as though they where pierced that way. "We don't like your kind around here." Finally a small snarl lept from his throat. All Bruno wanted to do is move past the wolf and continue what they had set out to do, without further interuption.
Making the first move, he turned slightly and began to walk toward the demented creature, hoping that Amira wouldn't get left alone, and Saidin would follow to find his miss.
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Post by sleety on Jan 7, 2008 17:58:53 GMT -5
Amira glared slightly at Bruno. "It isn't our lands, and you know that, you ... wolf. I never said anything about anyone's kind, I can speak for MYSELF, thank you VERY much," she growled, her fur fluffing. She hated it when she was domineered into something, for she was very dominant and independant. "You and Saidin can scurry off to find whichever wolf that you clearly lost, or clearly abandon you, but he rather fascinates me, thanks," she grinned, then, though it wasn't a happy one. It was more demented, and rather freakish. "How did he even remember my name, anyways? Maybe I just have a horrible memory," she mused to herself, waiting to see what Saidin and the other albino would do. He hadn't revealed his name, and she presumed he didn't want to.
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Post by Saidin on Jan 7, 2008 20:37:55 GMT -5
Saidin's gaze flicked to Bruno, who was moving away, and he took a step or two back, away from the albino. Doubly surprised, first by Bruno's inclusion of Amira in their plans, then by her adament refusal, he stared at her. "He fascinates you?!" He repeated, dark ears twitching in disbelief. "These may not exactly be our lands, like you said, but do you really want to leave them for someone like HIM?? He's..." Lowering his voice slightly, as if to either give his next words more weight or to somehow prevent Sweeper from hearing, he continued. "...he's diseased. Haven't you been listening to what he's said about Ko- Kota?" He almost stopped himself from saying her name, but then realized that the other wolf already knew it, had in fact used it several times. Taunted him with it.
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Post by Snow™ on Jan 7, 2008 21:37:04 GMT -5
Burst of Anger, stung by hatred... Madness dreamer, lust for magic Wash away my dreams of chaos... Causing pain, dry tears of Sadness Fear is pure Fury is the cure Insanity... tumbling drift Anger is a gift Diseased? Me? No way Jose. I snarled, listening to all the wolves talking. I heard Amira, saying that I was interesting. I turned, to look at her, eyes cloudy and distant. She looked so much like... no. No fucking way. I shook my head, rage leaking throughout my bod. Who were these wolves to tell me what I could and could not do. I looked to Bruno, staring at him. Attack me. I fucking dare you. I growled, stepping towards Amira, and now, speaking to her. Honey, if you think I'm interesting now, just wait until you hear about my life. I chuckled, before turning to Saidin. Look- pile of shit. I don't like how you talk about me, expecting me not to hear. Again. These lands were free for the taking. What is to stop me from fighting anyone for them? I smirked, tassle switching behind me. Audits were pinned firmly to my crown, as if sewn in place. Wandering helpless through a maze of stars, dreaming her soul away... In rage I try to heal my scars, whirling there in agony. Pity the ones who will forget The dream She once created, the shrieks of them who disrespect Shall fill the haunted forest...
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Post by Saidin on Jan 7, 2008 21:56:30 GMT -5
"Oh, how about... us," Saidin growled boldly, twitching an ear to indicate Bruno and himself. "If you think we're going to just walk away, step aside, and let you strut in and do whatever you please with this place and the wolves already here, you've got another thing coming. Why are you so certain one lone, crazy wolf can accomplish anything?" Grey-splattered lips slowly curled up to reveal curling fangs only just beginning to show faint signs of yellowing here and there. "One small, lone, disadvantaged wolf." He didn't care, himself, how he usually compared to other wolves since few could equal or exceed his large stature, but now he suddenly found himself trying almost anything to attempt to intimidate the other wolf– a task that seemed impossible. A lunatic, after all, viewed himself as invincible. Invunerable.
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