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Dec 4, 2008 20:29:04 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 4, 2008 20:29:04 GMT -5
A wolf ran. She skidded to stops at every turn, trying to keep the dizzying drops out of reach. Her paws constantly scrabbled at stones, trying not to fall. What she was risking her life running from was unkown. Probably her sadness, guilt, and pain. Try as she might, her spirit couldn't clear itself. Winged Spirit finally came to a small cave, where she rested her bleeding paws, cramping ribs, throbbing head, and aching heart.
She woke the next morning, very tired and sore. She looked out at the moutains, unsure what to do.
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Dec 5, 2008 21:52:49 GMT -5
Post by Tants on Dec 5, 2008 21:52:49 GMT -5
The dark brute scented a new female on his land. After his last "mate" took off he was getting a bit lonely. His pups had grown up, and the male owned all this land to himself. A quiet smirk crawled over his features as he spotted her. His red gaze wasn't so inviting. "What are you doing here?" he growled, testing the female.
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Dec 5, 2008 22:20:50 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 5, 2008 22:20:50 GMT -5
Winged Spirit glared at the male, analyzing his intentions. They weren't good. "I'll do what I want, where I want." she growled simply, her eyes flashing.
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Post by Tants on Dec 7, 2008 1:06:34 GMT -5
"As do I." the brute tensed his muscles. He smirk faded into a slight snarl, blood eyes still resting on the female. He already had one reason to kill her, he was just waiting for another. Skoll was different around females the males. Males would be killed on the spot, females had a few chances, but this one was runnign out of them quickly. "This may be a problem." he bared a long white fang. His dark pelt seemed to rise with interest. He loved the hunt more then the kill.
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Dec 7, 2008 10:44:08 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 7, 2008 10:44:08 GMT -5
((Skoll... did you read 'The Sight'?))
Winged Spirit looked at him. "Then what do you want with me?" she ventured.
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Dec 7, 2008 11:43:00 GMT -5
Post by Tants on Dec 7, 2008 11:43:00 GMT -5
((Nope. Why?))
He let out a grunt, hiding his fangs again. At least she was listening, unlike all the others. "Give me one litter of pups. I'll feed you and protect you while you're on my lands. After they are old enough to go on their own, you have two choices. One, produce another litter, or two, leave." he snarled at the last word. "If you do not comply with my demands," he started brustling and baring his fangs again, "I'll kill you right here and now," he growled.
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Dec 7, 2008 18:06:46 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 7, 2008 18:06:46 GMT -5
((Well, Skoll was the main characters uncle. XD))
Winged Spirit was appalled. "You sick, twisted wolf!" she exclaimed. "I refuse to mother pups to such a... monster!" she growled. "So give it a shot. Try and kill me, wolf. See how far you get before I rip your throat out."
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Dec 7, 2008 21:57:49 GMT -5
Post by *~ForestWind~* on Dec 7, 2008 21:57:49 GMT -5
Just then something big and black hit into Skoll. Might not of been the smartest idea, but Percy was desperate. "That is disgusting! And I'm not even the one being asked it! Who would want to have pups with you!?" He barked loudly, jumping next to Wing. For the moment, at least, the older brute was distracted, and knew that he needed to help the female whether she liked it or not. It was his quest, or rather what he thought he needed to do in life. Save others from evil, like he ridded himself of his abusive parents. Percy grabbed Wing, and ran, hopefully she not being mad. He just knew that Skoll was dangerous, and he would of killed her because of her answer. The black pelted brute had been watching, hearing every word. His three white paws seemed to be the only thing showing up in the heavily shadowed forest, besides the white tip of his tail. Skoll was going to be furious, and he had to get far away. His pale blue orbs scanned around quickly, until they rested on the she-wolf he had been dragging along. Percy stopped, and released his hold. "I-I'm sorry. Kinda forgot you were will me, just trying to get away from that beast. He is trouble, trust me." He barked in almost a whisper. Percy grinned, "Whats your name, I'm Percusus, but you can call me Percy." He nodded, talking quickly. Skoll would probably be after them...
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Dec 7, 2008 22:01:57 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 7, 2008 22:01:57 GMT -5
Winged Spirit barked, and yelped as the strange wolf rescued her. "I can fight fine thanks." she growled, shaking her pelt out and giving him a regarding glare. "My name is Winged Spirit. Call me Wing if you must." she said slowly.
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Dec 9, 2008 11:33:25 GMT -5
Post by Tants on Dec 9, 2008 11:33:25 GMT -5
The brute was shocked as another came to the rescue. As they both took off he couldn't help but smirk. A game of cat and mouse. His nose fell to the ground, tracking the two. There was no way they'd escape. His red gaze burned with the thrill of the hunt. Oh yes, it was on now.
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Dec 9, 2008 20:43:10 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 9, 2008 20:43:10 GMT -5
Winged Spirit turned, her eyes blazing. "Shh!" she hissed at Percy. As if he'd been saying anything. "He's coming after us."
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Dec 14, 2008 18:30:45 GMT -5
Post by *~ForestWind~* on Dec 14, 2008 18:30:45 GMT -5
As she snapped back at him, he didn't even seem to notice. Typical boy. "Sorry 'bout that..." Percy barked, grinning like usual. His ears flicked as he heard something in the distance. Good. He wanted Skoll to be mad. The black brute stared at wing, his brilliant blue eyes twinkling. Percy was young, sincere, and very handsome. "Wing. Okay then, thats a nice name." He nodded with another smile. All he knew that she was full of spunk, and was pretty hot... "Oh, er right." Percy mumbled, face turning serious. A light breeze tugged at his pelt as he got up. This time he stared to run, but didn't drag the she-wolf along. She could come by herself, and what he learned was that was what she would rather do. The killer brute was coming after them...
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Dec 14, 2008 18:41:48 GMT -5
Post by Marrowbone on Dec 14, 2008 18:41:48 GMT -5
(( Hey, it's not that gross, that's how the world of canines is. =Shrug= ))
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Dec 15, 2008 16:50:00 GMT -5
Post by cloudstar on Dec 15, 2008 16:50:00 GMT -5
Wing rolled her eyes and loped after him, her legs swinging in a graceful motion. She skidded around a turn, glad not to be alone anymore.
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Dec 16, 2008 16:10:09 GMT -5
Post by *~ForestWind~* on Dec 16, 2008 16:10:09 GMT -5
Percy looked over his shoulder, and was glad that Wing was following. Suddenly he felt as if it was his duty to protect her, even though he knew that she could fight for her own. But Skoll was fierce in battle, and it was much better to have two wolfs up against him. His black pelt flapped in the on going wind, long legs taking fast strides. His talons gripped at the earth and exhilarated. There had to be a safe place soon, they couldn't run forever...
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