|
|
Post by Kyle on Oct 9, 2009 18:29:44 GMT -5
Rafe had adapted quite well to solitude. He enjoyed the freedom and ease with which he could track down lone females. It had been to long, he decided, since his last encounter with a bruja. Perhaps that was why Jaglen had come to him in a startling real apparition. Rafe’s god had promised him, females, bloodshed and a new land to rule over, in return for sacrifices. That’s how it always was with Rafe’s god, bloodshed and sacrifices as payment for his gifts. It was Jaglen one who had demanded Rafe’s father’s blood. Jaglen who has promised Rafe a strong pack to rule over.
Hhis dexterous bases took him to the outskirts of a field, an un-natural chill in the air. Immediately he recognised it as part of the new lands, his god had shown him. Brown eyes grazed the grassy domicile. He could smell the faint scent of a wolf. His eyes flashed dangerously, an intruder. Rafe bent his nose to the ground, a soft gust of wind hinting at the direction of this wolf.
He shot forwards, a menacing howl tearing from his lips.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 10, 2009 20:00:24 GMT -5
Zzahgela walked into the lands. Her life she once
lived long behind her. She sniffed the air. She felt
the approach of a wolf.
She quickly dashed into the bushes. Her young
muscles shivered in fear. She lay there, scared
of the wolf charging nearer and nearer.
|
|
|
|
Post by Kyle on Oct 11, 2009 19:31:41 GMT -5
His dexterous bases flashed, almost blurring together as the ground seemingly almost unmoving. A fierce growl tore from his orifice.
"Come out!" he ordered, his rib cage rippling in jaggered waves. His sturdy tends bunched together, pulling him to an abrupt stop. His pupils dilated slightly, the sweet aroma of a female drawing him closer.
“Come out now, and your life stays your own.” His auburn orbs seemed to gaze right through the shrub, the femme used as a cover. He wouldn’t kill her, oh no, he had something much sinister in mind.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 11, 2009 19:44:30 GMT -5
Zzahgela came out from under the shrubs.
She could smell something odd coming from
the male. She couldn't place the scent so
she discarded it.
"I am Zzahgela, princess of my former pack."
she looked him straight in the eye. "I am here
because I was asked by my god. I am here to
serve him and only him." she warned the brute.
Her young voice stood proud, but her instincts
didn't. She could feel this brute had something
planned for her. But what?
|
|
|
|
Post by Kyle on Oct 11, 2009 21:23:58 GMT -5
“And which god would that be,” His eyes took in the slender form of the femme, “Princess?”
Her confidence had yet to waver and he eyed her with a new light, she was courageous, stupidly so, as he had but the faintest inkling that she had known she couldn’t win a fight against him. Rafe knew she could out run him, her lithe frame giving her a greater advantage in chase. He smirked; the femme would have to break away from him foremost.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 13, 2009 16:01:09 GMT -5
Zzhagela smiled. "Jaglen of course. What other
god would any one worship."
She laughed at the brute. The only other god
was the wuss of a one kind wolves worshiped.
She rolled her eyes and sat down. She knew she
would have to run at one point. This wolf would
only get a good chase though.
Even from just a young pup, she was impossible
to catch.
|
|
|
|
Post by wolfluver124 on Oct 17, 2009 10:25:01 GMT -5
My Muscles quivered as I paced back and forth amoung my land. My sharp eyes stared every living object down. Sure, I was ansty. Better than nervous. My ears pricked at the sound of voices...on my land. I rushed down to Spirit Field...to merely find two wolves standing there...chatting merely.
I growled viciously...glaring at the brute, then the female. "I suggest you two leave.And if you MUST live under my rightness...submit now...or your life will flood over you quickly." My body shook angrily, no one ever dare cross a border and not submit. I couldn't beleive my eyes.Who did these wolves think they were?Kings and Queens?I don't think so.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 17, 2009 13:51:13 GMT -5
Zzahgela looked up at the fae. Her posture spoke power.
She resided into a submisive crouch.
She looked up at the alphess. She then looked back at the
brute. Not trusting him, she kept her eyes on him at all times.
|
|
|
|
Post by Kyle on Oct 18, 2009 6:38:25 GMT -5
Rafe’s rentina’s burned with confidence. He did not know this femme, standing in front of him, confidence and authority oozing from her. A smirk crossed his lips and he slunk forward.
“Submit,” he coughed, “I do not think so,” He dared not go to close, this fae looked like a fighter, she did not show any signs of fear, in fact she seemed to find no danger in him what so ever. Perhaps it was stupid, or perhaps it was smart. Rafe could not decide. “It appears my dear, that we are both mistake. I came to claim my lands as my own and yet it appears you are here to do the same.”
Rafe did not share, it was not in his nature. His eyes flashed malicously at the fae on the ground, he would deal with her later, for now the fae before him held his attention. He was willing to make exceptions.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 18, 2009 17:49:26 GMT -5
Zzahgel watched the brute move towards the fae.
She stood up and followed him. She didn't trust him
enough to leave him alone with another wolf.
She sat down, waiting for the fight to begin.
|
|
|
|
Post by wolfluver124 on Oct 22, 2009 5:41:20 GMT -5
Tik Tok growled and kept her body spaced on the ground. "Submit."She claimed these packs first, and they were hers. "You must mistaken yourself..I have ruled these lands first.I don't think I am mistaken because I don't remember mating with anyone." She growled louder this time, something warning, and glared at him. "Now.." She whipped towards the female who had stood up and growled at her viciously.She walked towards her, eyes on fire. "Did I tell you you could stand up!"
|
|
littlelupine
New Member
After the game, the king and pawn go into the same box
Posts: 4
|
Post by littlelupine on Oct 23, 2009 21:07:04 GMT -5
Darksky had been trotting uneasily through the domicile when the precarious keen had broken the silence that had swathed about her like the vapor, and now her chassis was rigid, audits swiveling atop her dome as she caught the faint resonations of vocals. Baritone, two soprano. The onyx femme gave a low rumble and broke into an elegant lope, appendages slapping the soil with poise, physique twisting through the atmosphere in a feral dance of a free creature. Her oculars, dyed amber champagne by the gods, made lethargic movements in their sockets until they found the figures of the lupe. Now her pillars were silent against the umbrage, her banner curled uncertainly to Beta posistion. "Greetings - which of you is the Alpha or Alphess of this domain? I wish to be Beta." Her voice was a powerful cry, but submissive enough to be respectful. Her skull wrenched in a jerky bow before she took a step back, out of prudence.
|
|
|
|
Post by rissaraebae102 on Oct 25, 2009 12:39:47 GMT -5
Zzhagela looked about the three older wolves. They
all seemed to be fighting for the same thing, till the
newcoming wolfess said beta. "I truly do not know."
She complied to the older fae.
|
|
littlelupine
New Member
After the game, the king and pawn go into the same box
Posts: 4
|
Post by littlelupine on Oct 27, 2009 23:11:54 GMT -5
Darksky's optics flickered to the femme that had spoken, flashing a friendly smile that dwindled at the words. "Ah. I see." Darksky murmured, trotting towards the other fae instead of the brute-he looked somewhat nasty, but Darksky had never judged a book by it's cover... not that she could read. Her ebony pelt shone in the eerie rays of the moon and her orbs shone like flints of gold as she repeated her words, but softer. "Which of you are the alpha?" Her banner was now confident in it's waving across the air as she spoke, for her trust was beginning to rise slowly.
|
|
