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Post by Ayame on Apr 4, 2007 20:58:51 GMT -5
Ayame padded in silently, her muzzle lifted slightly, inhaling everything around her. A strange land this was, and to explore would mean time she didnt have. Her blue pools flickered angrily, reflecting the emptiness she held on the inside, and her lips curled. Her deadly fangs clasped to another, and her auds laid back. The fresh scent of morning dew caressed her nostril, and she snarled. Dew meant morning, which meant the end of night, the beginning of day light. A dreadful thing it was, to have to bask in the bubbly rays of the life giving light, an annoyance even. She walked closer to what seemed like the hem or the outskirts of this land, and below her, a drop laid. Oh, a good ways down, and what a dreadful fall it would be. Foolish to wander to close to the edge. She turned once more, easily bored with the lack of interesting things to pursue. Uh, and the light. Such an annoyance.
Her tail raised a bit as her muzzle flew to the sky, challanging the light from the Gods she had known since pup-hood. Why must they be considered so powerful? They bathe themselves in the life of others, and shine mercilessly upon the living. A shame. Cowards. If they want rights, they should fight for them, not cower behing the stars and the great fire ball. Once again, her sapphire pools flickered, and she fluttered her long lashes to clear them. Such well vision, but yet, always better in the night. Sleep would come easily now, but what was the point? Was there one? No. Only to become vunerable again. ahh, blast the daily cycle.
She sat down, her temper once again getting to her, and her thoughts running in and out through her thinking box. Any companionship would be nice, even if it was a bloody battle, just something to do! Ah. She threw her muzzle to the painted morning sky, and her eyes shut for a mere second as her vocals bubbled in her throat and soon erupting. A howl escaped her, as she howled long and deep, calling to anyone, anyhtign, that would dare come to her.
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Post by I n f e r n o™ on Apr 7, 2007 0:29:24 GMT -5
A black wolf stalked the lands, his intentions, to find a new travel mate. Jinx seemed to have dissapeared. His ears pricked into the air, as a long howl sounded, he ran towards the sound. He spotted a lone fae, her snout skywards, howling. He wondered if he should intrude like this. He howled in reply. "Hello there."[/b] Inferno's auds sung into the air, waiting for tghe other to take notice.[/color]
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Post by Ayame on Apr 7, 2007 0:37:03 GMT -5
Ayame swung around, her eyes flashing. She stood, her hackles rising, and her lips curled. His vocals reached her auds, and they captured the noise, then flattened to her tiara. She snarled like a rabid dog, her anger and personality showing through in everyway. She sat down, her silver tail wrapped around her, and growled angrily. Her sapphire pools continued to flash, but she silenced herself soon after she called to him. "Hello Brute." Plain simple, to the point. Her elegance was unnatural, especially since she was dark blooded, and her looks were a bit off too. Much too well looking for this side of life, but obviously not. Her sweet scent was around her, and she could lure anyone close to her, but she stayed still, letting him approach if he wanted. She growled a final time and waited, watching.
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Post by I n f e r n o™ on Apr 7, 2007 0:41:24 GMT -5
The brute sucked in a familuar smell of darks. He gazed at the other intently, and dared to step a few inches closer. "And whom might I have the pleasure to adress?" Inferno asked her, his kind tone playing his lure. He could pick a fae, lure them in and spit them back out. He may aswell have danger written across him.
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Post by Ayame on Apr 7, 2007 10:03:28 GMT -5
She snarled angrily as he approached, her fangs bared and her lips curled. A mistake it would be to mess with her, a mistake it would be. She stood back up, and her sapphire pools flashed with familiar anger, as her yongue lapped at the roof of her mouth, simply to keep her busy. A furious growl escaped her as he came even close and she snapped at him, a mere warning. "I'm not sure if i shall allow you address me just yet brute. But whom might you be?" she snarled a final time, her hackles rising.
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Post by I n f e r n o™ on Apr 7, 2007 10:14:52 GMT -5
The brute laughed harshly at the growl. If she didn't want to give a title, why should he? "Fae, I am your worst Nightmare."[/b] Thats all he could think of. He snarled at her, and backed up, seeing her anger. He shifted his body weight and walked a half circle around the femme, seeing she was tense.[/color]
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Post by Ayame on Apr 7, 2007 18:47:15 GMT -5
Her tail lowered her fangs snappd as he began to circle her. She growled through her teeth, threating his and demanding he keep his distance. She Turned as he turned, her vibrant sapphire pools following his every move. A smartass he was, and ha, like she had nightmares. She finally uncurled her lips, and spoke as usual. "Ha, you fool. you honestly believe i have nightmares? I live in one, i am one, and you, an addition to all this. I presume you have a better title than that."
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Post by I n f e r n o™ on Apr 7, 2007 18:54:37 GMT -5
The wolf stoped circling the fae. "Fae, everyone has nightmares."[/i] He replied to the wolfess. He watched her, baring her fangs. He grinned and looked towards her. "And I guess I shall tell you my dubing."[/b] He told her, and backed up, so he could stare her in the eyes. "Fae, I am Inferno, dark brute and omega of Murder's Row." Snarled Inferno and gazed into her eyes, without an expression.[/color]
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Post by Asianna on Apr 7, 2007 19:07:39 GMT -5
ALL POSTS MUST BE AT LEAST
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Post by Ayame on Apr 7, 2007 20:41:26 GMT -5
[occ-whoopsie daisy! I shall post longer then. my apoligies.
thou cannot double post. so here it is.]
She wacthed as he spoke, her auds flat her fangs bared. Come closer brute, i dare you. Her thinkning box cried to her thoughts. Yes, a bit closer. Such a delight it would be for her to sink her fangs in to some flesh. Delicious. So, he claimed everyone had nightmares. Yes, true, but to an extent. Those who have the terrible ones, fear them. She who has lusting blood rush, enjoys them.
I am Ayame, Ayame of Autumn. Daughter and only heir of Accalia and Huttser. A pleasure, i presume, to meet you.
She bowed her dial, her angry face still painted before she herself walked forward. she placed herself infront of the brute, fangs bared, waiting for a simple resonce that would set her off, or lure her closer.
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