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Post by Lie on Sept 18, 2010 22:53:42 GMT -5
Jaire snuffled the ground quietly, yet audibly before he replied with a stringent, "O'course madim. These tae be ye lands after all." He raised himself just a little, still keeping himself well below her, which was a challenge as he was not particularly small, and she was not exactly of great size.
He pawed the ground thoughtfully, wondering why she was so feared. She was the size of a fox. Easily squished into a little ball of fur no?
Tash glared at the approaching wolf, taking two steps forward in moderate annoyance. Whilst he wouldn't have labelled himself as the bloodthirsty or particularly proud type, there was some little part of him that wanted to assert his dominance. Right there and then.
He didn't of course, merely took those two intimidating steps to glare at the brute with cold orbs. "Interesting folk you run with now Parrot." He sneered, though it was more towards Blaze than Dust. "Are they all like this?" [/font][/color]
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Post by Kae on Sept 18, 2010 22:56:22 GMT -5
Another of the Shadow Hive's wolves answered Chaos' howl, and did so verbally, with a brief though resounding "I am here, and I am coming," response before making her way across the fields. Orca had a ways to travel and the other wolf's call to arms had been vague, and so she chose a stamina-saving slower pace in case her energy would soon be needed on a pack hunt... or a fight.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 18, 2010 23:07:28 GMT -5
A serpent was weaving its way through the thick forest, almost invisible to the naked eye. The scent of many ahead did not draw his attention, but the scent of Dust had. He had not seen his masster for amny days, now, and wished to do so. Upon entering the clearing, the serpent known as Wrath hissed and bared his fangs at ever wolf's paws that were in his way. He climbed up onto Dust's shoulder and flicked his black tongue into her ear. "Thisss one isss pressent massster."
Chaos had decided that it'd be better if he stayed silent. He did not move, nor speak as he observed this rather large gathering of wolves.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 18, 2010 23:30:25 GMT -5
Her ears twitched with the sound of hissing that soon filled her mind, her pet had arrived. "I have not seen you in so long." She murmered to the serpent, her Wrath. Looking to the one who spoke with an accent, "You're not as foolish as you appear." Dust taunted the male before looking to where she'd scented Orca. It seemed the female was approaching at a fast rate.
Silently, Dust cooed herself for her pack that was ever growing. All of them skilled, vicious, and ready for her disposal. Looking to where Blast seemed to be striking up a conversation with Tash, the female snorted. The small animal had begun to pace to and fro without thinking. Deep in her own thoughts.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 18, 2010 23:35:37 GMT -5
Wrath stared at Blast and Tash with curiosity, feeling the tension in the air. "Thisss one thinkssss massster hasss the pportunity to gain more ssservant. Though, in thisss onesss eyesss, the female is not one to be part of Shadow Hive." He stopped, his arrow shaped head turned tpwards the female Eira.
Blast snarled at Tash's comment, not amused. "There are only two like I. There is me, then there is Darcy. But she is weak and not a part of the Hive." Blast raised his grew head up more, puffing his black chest out more as well. The fur on his back began to bristle and his eyes hardened. Anymore angry and the steroid would activate.
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Post by Lie on Sept 18, 2010 23:37:27 GMT -5
Jaire allowed himself to cautiously rise to his haunches, still avoiding eye contact like the plague. "Or p'raps Ah am so foolish, nary jest nae tae show it yet?" He didn't see other arctics very often, and it was a terribly let down that they didn't share the same, familiar accent.
But still... it wasn't so much that he was wary of her, moreso of the fact that she was surrounded by doting underdogs, and seemed to have formed some alien alliance with a snake, that of which seemed ot alarm him a little; in the North snakes were venomous creatures that tasted of oil and grease.
You didn't keep them as pets, you threw them into the icy water or ran away yelping. But perhaps as with everything else here, they had different ways, an alien culture.
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Post by Lie on Sept 18, 2010 23:42:52 GMT -5
Tash sneered into Blaze's face, teeth beginning to edge out from under his black lips, a pink tongue moistening them wit delicate poise. "Temper temper. Learn to control it."
He shook himself carelessly, black pelt shivering in a woebegone fashion as his frame jarred and jolted itself. It was tempting to wind the brute up, watch him explode into an uneasily catered to rage.
He doubted that would happen though; Dust's firm grip over her little slaves seemed to extend into a semi-permeable shield for himself, for no doubt she'd be a little angry if she were not the one who gave him a good dusting.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 18, 2010 23:54:40 GMT -5
Slowly, the steroid within Blast began to enter the blood stream. His muscles rippled as he forced himself not to attack, though that would be hard for once the Steroid was fully activated, he would have no control. "BLAST! GODDAMINT! GET THIS FUCKING WOLF AWAY FROM ME IF YOU DO NOT WANT ME TO ATTACK!" Blast's lip reached into a jerking snarl, his long canines showed underneath. His long black claws dug deep into the ground as he restrained himself. This wolf...Tash...was pissing him off. It Dust does not get him to stop his crap, Blast will go Beserk.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 19, 2010 0:03:31 GMT -5
Dust heard the snarling, this would not do. While Dust did in fact enjoy the lovely gore her dear Miseo brought, she would not tolerate such actions at this moment. She was quick, beside Blast in only moments. A low growl and a quick snapping of jaws as the female pushed herself to awkwardly stand on her hind legs. This was to snap at Blast's ear or the side of his face and get the best bite possible.
As all four paws touched back down on Earth, she once more got onto Blast's face. "You will hold yourself still!" Her words tore from her mouth in a vicious snarl. It was obvious she would not tolerate, ripped from her sleep and now this.
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Post by Lie on Sept 19, 2010 0:16:27 GMT -5
Tash lowered his head to the same height as Dust's a slight portion of anxiety trickling over his features. "Is that normal?" He flicked an ear towards the furious brute, beginning to question Dust's grasp on her pack.
It had been a nasty little shock to see the little restraint the brute kept on his temper, a tenuous grasp on his rage, one that could quite easily slip through the cracks when Dust was not present.
Perhaps it was a risk that was just slightly too large for a flourishing new pack, or perhaps it was a calculated risk that would eventually pay itself off.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 19, 2010 13:44:06 GMT -5
Blast was still rippling in rage. He heard Dust's words, though he could not at the same time. The snarls became louder as he hesitantly took a step forward. It was obvious he was attempting to control himself, but he was not like Darcy. Once he was pissed, he stayed so until he felt content. There was but a slight pinch at the ear where Dust had bit. It was his right one where Caprus had ripped off the tip. Blast brought another paw up and began to set it down. He jerked it back, then once again set it on the ground. He might have a chance at stopping himself! Though it the scent of blood fills his nostrils, all would be lost.
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Post by Kae on Sept 19, 2010 17:41:36 GMT -5
Orca padded stoically into the clearing, her puppy-blue eyes taking in each wolf, though she did not meet the direct gaze of Dust and Blast. She was familiar enough with the Miseo to read his body language, and so stayed well clear, circling around instead to stand near the smaller Chaos. Her nose was working overtime, sifting through the scents in the air as she pegged each of the newcomers to their smell.
She waited silently, yet another wolf to guard their territory, waiting for her small alpha's command.
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Post by Blitz on Sept 19, 2010 18:40:39 GMT -5
He was not listening and this would further enrage the female. "Should you wish to lose your rank, I suggest you back off!" The creature hissed into Blast's ear. Dust placed herself between Tash and Blast, looking at Wrath every so often. Being the over confident creature Dust was, she'd settled with the thought of killing off Blast herself should he not behave.
Tailing flicking back and forth dangerously, the crisp Autumn air filling her nostrils. "Stand down, Blast." The words were followed by a snap of jaws, a metallic sound striking the air as they closed on air. It was a warning, Dust was in no mood, and she would not hesitate to strike down. This was her pack and defiance was not tolerated. She looked to Tash for a moment, "It's why he's Miseo in the first place." Her words were but a murmer. Quickly snapping her attention back to the irate Blast, low growling corrupting the air.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 19, 2010 20:15:44 GMT -5
Blast knew that Dust would kill him if he defied her. his eyes grew heavy with fatigue as the steroid exited from his blood stream. He grew weary and began to stumble, eventually falling to the ground, unconscious. His mind was blank, and no pain pierced him. Blast had used all he had to stop himself, for if he were to lose the rank of Miseo, there was no idea of what would happen to him.
Wrath watched in amusement. Though the sin wrath is more vengeful than wrathful, Wrath was thinking of killing the berserk brute. It was his job to kill those that follow the path of wrath, but if he did so, Dust would kill him then in there. A silent sigh escaped the serpent as he coiled around Dust's chest. He was not squeezing, but rather watching.
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Post by Draconis on Sept 19, 2010 20:23:48 GMT -5
Small black paws made silent thuds against the ground. A small, six week old pup that goes by the name of Derby was heading towards the direction of Shadow Hive. This pup wanted to be Miseao, and desperately too. Derby took notice of the color changing leaves as he approached the scene up ahead. Winter was soon on its way, and Derby needed to be in Shadow Hive by then. Upon entering where many wolves were, Derby pulled his black tipped ears flat against his head and attempted to growl. He had not noticed that he had jumped out right next to Orca.
"Prepare for Shadow hive's new Miseo!" he shouted aloud.
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