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 Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:14 am
This is between Roxy and I<3]  Darkness. She was blanketed in the cover of it, and she enjoyed the feeling. The lands were large, and they seemed to roll on forever.
How long had she been walking now anyway?
She had once been searching for somewhere to call home, but she had come to find the packs around here, were all weak, and unbearably lame to be around.
She wanted pain, torture, stalking, she wanted to do what her body longed for her to do.
Her pupiless blue eyes, looked as if maybe she was blind..But they were much too blue. They were merely a defect, that the female had used ot her advantage.
Many feared her..But she wasnt exactly the nicest looking female.
You'd best beware running into her.
Her paws crunched the earth, as they carried her forward to a destination unknown. The wind blew her fur, and made her smile, if only slightly.
Something smelled..dark, and dangerous around this place. It called to her and she followed willingly.
She only hoped her reason for following this scent, would lead her to more than what it had previously.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:18 am
Chernabog patrolled steadily around the pack border re-marking the scent line keeping it strong, a warning to all that this was the Reign of Terror. He paused and lifted his head higher his nose twitching beneath it's metal cage. Interesting...the scent of a female approached, he crossed the border to find who dared come so near.
Ruby eyes narrowed on a shape ahead and he paused to stand and take it in, a dark female, her fur rustled in the wind and made the markings on her back sway and crackle with energy.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:19 am
She looked up, to see the large male. He wasnt a male, so much as a monster in the dark. But Static, was not afraid of monsters, or the darkness.
She stood a bit taller, though careful not to match his own stance.
From the smell he was placing, these were his lands, and she shouldnt make someone so..large angry.
"Good evening." She purred, her voice that of a seductress, though it was always tinged iwth a growl.
It was the rough life she had lived, taking effect on her vocal cords.
"I have trespassed I see?"
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:31 am
No, not just yet you haven't...lucky for you. This territory belongs to the Reign of Terror, we do not take kindly to those who trespass into our court." He looked her over carefully his eyes gleaming as he noticed her well muscled form. Chernabog had spent his entire life fighting and killing his form rippled with the power it had earned him, and this female had clearly earned some power of her own. Her body was lithe and graceful yet there was a tenseness in her that made him aware she was not without defenses.
"Why would you dare to skirt so close to a land you know is claimed?" He looked at her curiously, his mind slowly wandering over the idea of inviting her into the court. Warriors, he had to remind himself, he needed brave and strong wolves ready to fight against those who might try and oppose them. Soon enough one of the packs would attempt to stand up against them, dare to deny them tribute...and Chernabog eagerly awaited such a day.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:32 am
She thought clearly about what he had said. So he was as dangerous as he seemed. Oh she liked that..She liked danger, and she liked power. This, she was assuming was the alpha of the lands.
That, made her wag her tail slightly. She walked closer, and sat a little in front of him, and looking up at him with her eerie eyes.
"Im on a mission." She growled, her voice low, and her eyes suddenly looking around her as if just to make sure he was not planning on harming her by force.
"Im looking for someone to lay my loyalties with.. Someone strong, who will not betray me as I would not betray them. Im looking for a pack. I had heard of a pack around this area...and I was interested a great deal." She said, looking back up at him with a little smile.
"Why do I think that is you?"
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:41 am
"Maybe because your not a fool, I am indeed the Alpha of the RoT court. If you are in truth as loyal as you claim then we would welcome you, warriors are a noble necessity. The Reign protects it's own and in turn we offer no threat to those willing to acknowledge the court as superior. It is the fool packs that believe they can stop our spread that we would destroy, examples must be made." He grinned slightly fondly remembering the hatred burning in Kalama's eyes when she realized what he had done to her once proud pack.
There was a perverse thrill inside of Chernabog that could hardly wait to face another pack, go for the throat of another alpha. Still, all the surrounding packs had offered suitable tribute and he was just and fair in his own twisted way.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 10:42 am
Her gaze was dark as she grinned. Oh this sounded like her kind of pack. She would be able to serve a court? The diplomat in her was satisfied with that... and being able to be a Warrior? Oh, her pride was happy with that one.
But she was an angry female, for the most part, being conniving and seductive were two of her best aspects, though she she was loyal.. She would not go against her pack.
She'd save her talents for the ones, outside the lands.
"I would be honored to join, though.. Its your honor truly to have me."
She said, giving a wink, and chuckling a bit.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 11:15 am
"Oh of that I am most certain, come I will show you in..." He turned away exposing his back to her, it was a move that most wolves made stupidly, but Chernabog was no fool. His motions were born of confidence, he knew what he could take and what he could not, and back attacks had been one of his specialties. It was easier to judge who your friends and enemies were when you showed them your more vulnerable sides.
He slunk through the dark forest crossing small streams and clearings. The further into the land they moved the more the ground darkened, tiny chips and flecks of raw obsidian covering the earth. And finally ahead rose the great dens, a circle of jagged black rocks, some banded by granite and other semi precious stone. Rock really, but certain parts gleamed, the land was clearly rich in mineral deposits and the water itself tasted of them.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 11:17 am
She smiled, standing and beginning to walk with the male. Sure he turned his back to her, but this was of no matter to her.. She was not someone to turn on her pack.. Unless they harmed her first, they would stay in her good graces.. Following him blindly into the darkened forest.
She looked around the enviroment, sniffing the earth, and gawking at the odd rocks that she could see. They were..ragged around the dens.. It was rather intriguing, and she could not believe this was to be her home. It was so fitting!
"You have made quite a living for yourself, I see." She noted, looking around her still, unable to see his face as he was walking forward.
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 11:25 am
He smirked softly pleased that she could tell how much thought had been put into the court. Their main den was no hole in the ground, the earth itself shone where they held their meetings. The obsidian palace was a reminder that RoT was different. Bloodthirsty wolves came by the dozens, living in ragged conditions, persecuted by those wolves who believed themselves nobly above such ways. The Court embraced the wild, the vicious, those that the good would prey upon for being different. Within the Reign they were supreme, warriors, lords, ladies, all united by the common goal to prove that they could and would take what they wanted and deserved.
"I am glad you appreciate it, the warriors generally den in circle formations around this area, this is where we hold pack meetings. You will be introduced more formally to others at our next meeting, until then you are welcome to patrol the pack lands. If any of the pack pups get in your way do not hesitate to teach them a lesson, they must learn and be molded, raw talent is not enough to survive."
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Posted: Tue May 19, 2009 11:27 am
She could feel the power in his voice, and she brimmed with the lustful feelings for the strong male.
But feelings were all they were. She was to be a warrior. She felt no need to attempt at romance, if there was actually patroling to be done!
She beamed.
But her darkened heart thought of pups and shuddered.
"I will gladly teach an out of line pup their line."
She gave a sharp nod.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:47 am
He turned to her and glanced over her once more. "Now with such a fetching coat and personality, I expect a fetching name to match." Chernabog himself never disclosed his name, in fact he had never given his name once in all the time he had been in Telk.
He was always called The Goblin King, Sire, Majesty, or soft-skull...he held back a chuckle. Valdis had given him that particular little nick-name and despite the disrespect he appreciated her, she was probably the best of his warriors.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:48 am
She stood a bit prouder, nodding a bit. "What would a wolf be without a name?"
She asked, though she knew a name did not make the wolf.. She could be nameless and still be just as mean and conniving.
"My name in my pack, was Static Electricity.. Since I left that awful, weak minded place.. Ive shortened it to Static."
She smiled, flicking her tail, though her smile looked like a low form of snarl.
She most certainly was not a very nice looking wolf. She was gorgeous, but she was cold. She was quick to anger, and she was one to just know that she was perfect.
"What.. Do they call you?"
She asked, her voice a purr of sound.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:49 am
"They call me many things, but you may call me Sire...I'm sure you'll fit right in with the other warriors. I expect everyone to train for at least a few hours out of the day, patrols should also take up some of your time, other then that your free to hunt and relax in the lands." He nodded and looked around well pleased to be able to count another kindred spirit as a member.
The Reign was taking a marvelous shape and he felt proud, no so much of himself but of all these wolves for willingly uniting against all odds. Ahh to see such chaos combined and carefully aimed was a beautiful thing.
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Posted: Wed May 20, 2009 12:50 am
She nodded sharply, her eyes and maw serious as she listened to how she should take her life in this pack. She wanted to do the pack right, and she wanted more than anything to excel at whatever it was she did.
She smiled, flicking her tail as she looked at him in the glowy red orbs that were considered his eyes.
The skull over his head, seemed to almost be a token of his power.
How she wondered what it was that adorned his head..What kind of poor, weak creature had displeased the great goblin king.
"As you wish Sire." She nodded.
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