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Post by Tants on Jan 12, 2009 19:56:41 GMT -5
This out burst from the female was different. He couldn't help but smile as he saw her true nature. His dark red eyes switched over to her. If she wasn't pregnant and not Remorse's girl she'd be his. He waited for females to wander into his territory. Once they were in they'd have one of two choices, die or have a litter. It was the last decision most of them had made. He left to find one as dark as the three of them. It was highly unlikely a good one could possibly wander in his territory. Once he had one then he'd return to his lands, to raise a family. The poor love sick brute needed someone to kill by his side. He knew of Remorse's ways. He knew he ran into dark females who were obviously mesmorized by the darkness in him. The ones who ventured onto his territroy were the weak running from death. Oh how it made him sick just thinking about it. He was done with it. "I've joined your group in search of a mate. I know Remorse travels, and I thought I'd join, just for a bit. It's not everyday a dark female such as yourself ventures across my land. Only the weak cross. They run from death, but unknowingly run into it." He lifted his lips in a dark smirk, revealing long white canines.
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Post by » Sacrifice on Jan 12, 2009 20:15:12 GMT -5
Remorse watched everything with a rather bored expression in his two colored eyes. They focused on the other male and Kiyia. His posture showed no aggression, but the very feel of the air spoke more words then anything. At Skull's answer though, Remorse snickered. "How pathetic." He stated. Weak wolves were the very bane of his existance, the whole reason he did what he did. Why else would he be out here? Part of the pack, the assasin, if you would call him. His eyes were considering as he thought about what the dark male asked. His posture was still in the higher ranking, and it was an unconcious gesture. He had lived in his own being for too long to ever change anything about himself. Plus, what good would it do? Remorse usually hated the other wolves with a fiery passion. All of them were weak, souless creatures who had no right on the earth he walked. A few wolves he got along with were like him in a lot of ways. Cold, dark killers. Stepping forward so he obviously looked over Skull, as any assasin would that had the skill, Remorse glared at him slightly, making delibrate eye contact. Wordlessly, the blood colored male made it clear that he would accept the new wolf. As long as they got along, that was. "Good. I've been planning an larger then normal attack for a long time. You'll work." Was all the fox like assasin wolf said, but his acception was clear. A dark chuckle came from him though. "You find a wolf on one of the raids, let me know. I'll be sure to spare her until I get bored with her." It was wordless. If Skull saw someone on one of the attacks, he had better claim her as his. Remorse had no mercy, and was a swift killer. He had deeper plans then anyone would ever know. There was one wolf who he would bring down, although death might grab him after he was finished. It would be worth it though. Afterall, the spirits wouldn't be able to hold onto Remorse after what he had done.
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Post by *~ForestWind~* on Jan 13, 2009 17:47:27 GMT -5
Her emotion remained the same as Skoll spoke, deep orbs still narrowed. Yet for a brief second she liked how he called her dark. That was what she was now, and how it felt so good. Kiyiya swished her golden tail, glancing at Remorse. Would he accept this other brute? She knew he would rather go alone, yet Skoll was another cold killer. That much she knew. The only thing that she could think of why he would let him in, was that something big was rising. A big kill, where he needed all the assassins he could grasp hold of. A slight grin flickered across her face, eyes still slits. "I hope you find one." Kiyiya sniffed, and silence took its place once more. A small kick interrupted her thoughts... "You leave after that." The she-wolf barked quietly, listening to what her mate said. Agreeing, a bit. Kiyiya didn't mind if he joined much, though she preferred if he didn't. But as she learned through life, you don't get everything you want. Other blood thirsty wolf meant more death... and she was okay with that. The only thing that kept lingering in her mind was that the pups were being born soon. Kiyiya didn't want Skoll around, it was her first litter. They would have to be evil, or be rid of. Remorse would probably send him away at that time, if only for a little. You couldn't trust anyone completely, and two males with one litter coming soon meant trouble. Kiyiya stretched out her front legs, getting fed up of being prego. "I'm hunting. I don't care if my stomached swollen." She mumbled, clumsily getting to her paws. They itched to kill once more. But still the aura of death seemed to be around her in such a weak state.
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