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 Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 11:32 am
 "No, no, no, NO!" No kin denied him. NO KIN. Especially not some harlet of a doe! The Salt in Your Wounds was a bristling mess of fur and rage. Eyes flashing wildly, he could only see red. His hooves pounded into the soft body of the giant moth beneath him, filling his ears with a delightful crunching. The wings had stopped beating minuets ago, but still he raged on, screaming in anger. "No, no! NO!" If he found her, that swine of a doe, he'd kill her. Yeah, that was right. Kill her! Kill her dead! That's what she deserves for denying him! Sting was breathing heavily, foam dripping steadily from his flashing jaws as he ripped off the creatures wings and scattered them about the swamp floor. The buck reared back his head and howled. "DIE!"
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 1:29 pm
Stepping in quietly, The Pain in Your Heart watched her brother with a mixture of surprised and disappointment. She hadn't been expecting him to get so angry so soon and out of anything to help well.. this was going to be a ride.
"Sting, what are you doing?" Guilt asked, making sure to keep away enough to stay out of his path of rage while still being seen. While not an unfamiliar sight she was viewing, it certainly didn't make any less.. disgusting.
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Posted: Tue Jul 24, 2012 4:48 pm
Sting flung his head so fast, spittle flew from his dripping fangs. Nostrils flaring, eyes wide and frantic, the buck stared at his sister, sides heaving. "N-No..." He wheezed, ears twitching.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 9:18 am
Sighing lightly Guilt came closer to her brother, daintily stepping around the remains of the murdered moth because blood on her fur was not good for any appearances at all, close enough to brush lightly by him in a sort of comforting gesture. Lightly coming up to his left side she viewed the remains again before looking at Sting.
"What has upset you this time?" She asked lightly, keeping her voice calm and even toned. Sometimes getting him to talk could help when she had nothing and anyways, names were always useful when it came to tracking down ones who needed to be punished.
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Posted: Thu Jul 26, 2012 8:13 pm
"What has upset me? WHAT has upset ME?!" Sting growled viciously, jaws snapping, "Her... That tramp of a doe..."Sting turned to face her, kicking of a bit of bloody wing that stuck to his hoof. Eyes a mix of confusion and anger, the first starting to overcome the other now, he glared at his other half. Must he really explain this to himself? "Why would she say no, Sister? How can she? Why did she defy me?" His growl was becoming more of a pained whimper now. He didn't understand it; Why was it so hard to just do as he said? After all, he was always right. He never did anything wrong. Everyone deserved what he gave them.
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Posted: Sun Jul 29, 2012 9:32 am
"Ah that doe dear brother?" Guilt said, ignoring his otherwise vicious movements. Sting wouldn't attack her, her other half saw no reason in it and well, she didn't either. In a clean movement she flicked a piece of wing that he had gotten on her off her hoof, before looking at her brother to sooth him.
"Brother, we know she's a little.. ah.. unusual. Not right, you could say. She just needs more time to be fixed to our ways, to follow you correctly. It takes time, we know that." She said softly, trying to sooth him from his fury. It was hard, when others didn't follow her other half, because she didn't really see a reason in not following him either. He was mostly correct, besides following him just gave you less pain in the end. No one understood, really, but it was okay. They learned eventually.
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Posted: Thu Aug 02, 2012 6:23 am
"Yes, that doe, Sister!" The grey buck spat acidly. Sting's breathing was calming slowly. The fury was ebbing, but his pride still burned. How could anyone tell him no? It just made no sense! He knew everything! After all, the world was his creation, every kin just a figment of his imagination, dolls, toys, for him to play with. ...But how then could one defy him? The mere thought sent his head spinning into such a furious confusion. "But she DENIED me! She's never coming back!" Sting hissed, "I...I don't understand.."
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Posted: Fri Aug 03, 2012 9:48 pm
"Never coming back?" Guilt scoffed, "Brother you know we can bring her back, if you want. Fix the defect poisoning her mind. There isn't too much to have to understand, just know that she can never deny you, there is no such thing as true denial nor escaping us." That doe was going to pay for all of this. Why, why WHY did they have to deny him! It wasn't hard to simply listen to her brother, to follow him until they got bored and tossed them away. She had seen plenty gone without scars and plenty having to be molded but always, always there was a difficult one. But they could fix her, it was okay. She could find her, fix her, make everything better.
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Posted: Sat Aug 04, 2012 8:14 am
"Never..." Sting's lips spread into a slow, devious grin, "Never will she deny me again."The flare in the grey buck's eyes was no longer heated with anger, but rather buzzing with energy and mischief. Between the two of them and the world that Sting had been born from his dreams, they were sure to find something, a way to show her the light. Mushrooms, dripping fangs, berries, leaves... There were so many ways to make a doe...understand.
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