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Post by Kiba on Dec 1, 2005 19:28:14 GMT -5
Ivory she-wolf's pelt contrasted strikingly with the darkness of the shadows where she so loved to roam. Crimson and amber orbs glittered coldly reflecting the deepest cavens of hell within their depths. Muscular bod was propelled by slender bod, her thick bleachened pelt stretched over the frame. Maw was wrinkled in a supressed snarl, though not a sound escaped her alabaster kissers.
Striding boldly from the darkness, pools of immesurable depths cringed at the sudden light. Shuddering at the golden rays streaming down from the heavens...as though only happiness had knowns this terra.
Reclining to powerful haunches, her noble crown tilted towards the sky and kissers parted. Her demonic vocals echoed around the clearing and reflecting off the blue waters of the swiftly moving stream. As the true call of the wild faded into the very heart of the forest, Alphess of the Xenamont Pack waited...though she wasn't noted for her patience.
ooc: wow you guys really need to get posting! This site is basically dead. Let's get those fingers flying 'cross the keyboard! Reply as though your very soul depends upon this reply.
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Post by Asianna Queen of the Damned on Jan 9, 2006 17:45:40 GMT -5
Asianna, alphess of the Kohatin pack padded in the shadows near-by. She heard the ivory wolf's call, but dismissed it with a wave of her tail. Blood still coated her muzzle, left over from a recent hunt. she licked at it, feeling the blood-lust come alive within' her. She badly wanted to attack something, to drain it's blood into her waiting jaws, to feat of the steaming meat. She shook her head as ideas of attacking and killing this she-wolf crossed her mind. It wouldn't be a fair fight with herself in blood-lust. She quickly wound her way through the trees, edging away from brite spots, unable to cope with the 'happy' light of the pool of sunlight. Her paws brought hr back to the snowy wolf and this time Asianna entered the clearing, her head held high, her plumage waving grandly in the breeze. Her eyes were frozen blocks of emerald green ice and the drying blood on her muzzle accented her already red coat. Each step was taken regally and as if a defiance to the world. She quickly suzed up the other and smiled, though it was not happy. More like how a carzed, starving wolf might smile at the sight of a dying deer.
"'Lo varge! Why do you call your sisters of the wild? What right do you have to that calling?" Asianna growled, eyes flicking about to make sure she had every advantage in a fight. That was what she lived for, fighting, to tear into another being with such ferocity that the salty tang of their life-blood spilled into waiting jaws and wet the fur of the attacker. Asianna stayed on the edge of the clearing, not entering the harmful, happy polls of gold where the white fae stood.
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Post by cirrusdream on Jan 17, 2006 12:12:32 GMT -5
Watching from a distance Cirrus, hid in the bushes. Light shone down from the trees but he avoided it quickly.Cirrus was not a fighter, and did not want to be seen in case he would get caught up in a fight.
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Post by Kiba on Mar 12, 2006 20:38:35 GMT -5
Why do I call forth my fellows from the darkness? Kiba clarified, peering into the darkness where she scented two wolves lingering in the shadows. Smirking, she waiting for them to show themselves...it worried her not how they appeared.
Why boredom does give me the right. Kiba growled. I wish only for a quiet conversation, through if it comes to blows, I be not afraid. Kiba spat, tail thrashing angrily. The new one seemed to have a temper. A bitchy vix apparently. But the male seemed to suffer from cowardice, for he was still sulking in the shadows. Shurgging, Kiba awaited a retort.
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Post by Asianna Queen of the Damned on Mar 23, 2006 17:29:01 GMT -5
Asianna smirked at her sister of the forest, "Boredom gives you the right to call me, Alphess of the Kohatins, forward? I must confess it is a good reason, fae. What does thou want from her brothern?" she growled, stepping from the deeper of the shadows into the edges of the graying light. Her crisom form stood proud, and emerald eyes sparkled coldly, yet mischeviously. She was having much fun taunting the ivory fae.
The cowerdly brute that hid in some bushes sparked some interest, but she decided to ignore him for the moment, scare him later on, when he knew naught it was coming.
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Post by cirrusdream on Apr 8, 2006 12:18:01 GMT -5
Cirrus peered from behind the bushes- blue eyes blinking curiously. Who were these wolves? He stepped out "Hi, I guess..." He mumbled turning his scruffy face to the left.
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Post by Asianna Queen of the Damned on Apr 9, 2006 14:26:58 GMT -5
Circus! You must post the minimum! Please read the rules then post again, plus on your bio for Meesha you said you didn't like Circus and was kicking him out in place of Meesha.. will you please make up your mind? I deleted your sole Meesha post because he had not been approved. Next time you violate the rules you will get punished... [/size][/color] |
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