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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 6:02 pm
His tongue lolled out of his maw as he panted slightly; such emotions and the heat of passion between them was kindling the emotions to greater and unfathomable new heights.
Was this true love?
He thought so.
But, countless times before, the punk wolf had rushed into the fires of passion and had blindly endeavored within the false accusations of love and eternal companionship. Was this a figment of his imagination? Was his heart pulsing such raw and timid emotions that only would end up like his last "encounter"?
No.
This was different.
Nix was unlike any other wolfess he had met and he would not lose her nor her affection.
He warmly smiled as he pulled his muzzle close to her ear, his heart and mind conjuring sweet-talk and deep affection that he could drown her in; making her come to realize what exactly love was.
"From now till the day I die you, Nix, will be mine," Cellen whispered as he pressed against her, closing in and wuffing low as he nuzzled against her. "This fire, this sensation of affection- this is love! I can feel it! It's coursing through my veins!"
Gnawing on her ears as he playfully pawed at her face, the brown wolf whined softly.
"Marra, I love you."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 6:18 pm
All these things, these feelings, rushing and corasing through her veins, they had to be real. Nothing she'd known before felt like this, she couldn't be dreaming, she felt it for real, the affection, the passion, the heat, it was all there. All there with him,
With them.
Both of them, caught in the moment of bliss that would bind them to one another in affection adn love, yes love, she knew it then when he spoke it to her. How she felt it in her being with him, here in his home, here, with him.
She nuzzled him and licked his cheek affectionately and smiled, qhined softly and wagged her tail, all at one instant moment, she would be his yes, and he would be hers, for their lifetime...together.
"I love you too Cellen, I do..." she said smiling, nuzzling him gently, she now knew what is was like to speak of love, and now....now she'd feel what it was like.
((Going to stop here for um....ya, reasons >>; ))
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Afterwards, in the isolated cave they shared now, Nix lay in a bundle of fur and limbs, panting, next to Cellen. The wind rushed into teh cavern-like indentation and had Nix shiver slightly from a chill, pressing back she felt Cellen behind her, warm.
She smiled.
Her eyes felt tired, lids heavy. A moment of bliss and passion shared in a moment where she found that she loved another, yes, she knew what it was like. And she'd only share it with Cellen, him, and only him. From now until forever.
She would be his, and she'd love him.
She laid her head down against the ston, snuggling up against him, entwining her tail with his as she lulled off to sleep, but she'd be alright, because when she'd open her eyes, he'd be there.
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Posted: Sat Jul 08, 2006 10:03 am
His heart was racing, pounding against his chest as the moment seemed so right, too perfect. Rumbling in a soft, deaf tone, the punk wolf nuzzled and drew closer towards her as his tranquil, cerulean orbs gazed helplessly upon her.
"I've been waiting all my life to find true love, Marra. It ain't airy-fairy, no-I've found you and your love," he whispered as he gnawed upon her ear and licked her tenderly.
Emotions began overtaking him, consuming him as instincts and desires were overcoming him. Cellen had found love, true love, and nothing had ever felt so right!
"Just hold tight, Marra, and never let go of what we have."
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Morning.
Though the sun had yet to grace the packlands with it's immaculate rays, the brisk morning air washed into the cave like that of the ocean surf and walloped over him. The punk wolf stifled a chill and nestled closer to Nix for sake of keeping himself and his newfound lover warm as well.
Exhausted and drained of his energy, the night before seemed all but a blur. The emotions still consumed him and love testifed of the recent events.
Cellen had found a lover, a companion...a mate.
His ears flickered as he wearily opened his eyes and glimpsed towards the mess of grey fur and limbs that rested in front of him. A relaxed, suttle grin spread across his maw as his tail snaked and seemingly entwined with that of Nixs'.
"Mornin', love," he greeted as he craned his neck over and planted a tender kiss upon her muzzle.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 7:14 pm
Morning had come, and the old king became aware that he was still missing a certain head guard. Although he had no scruples about the comings and goings of his higher ranking wolves, he did however have some concern as to where exactly the brown male had vanished off to without a word. For his credit- Phib did wait somewhat before going to look. He waited for Rio’s morning report on the weather (rain again later today), and taken a brief walk along the outlands shore. He stalled mostly out of courtesy- for he had an inkling that a lady was involved in all of this.
Well. Not so much of an inkling as he had cheated and asked Amélie about it. But it wasn’t like he wouldn’t have come to the conclusion himself, anyways. His pack was getting into the habit of–well, getting into the habit. He had enjoyed asking Amélie about it, who had sheepishly dodged the answer before he had run it out of her. Such a modest girl! She acted like they didn’t have their own liaisons. Which, speaking of—
But, maybe another time. He couldn’t turn down a chance to be smug. Well. Somewhat smug, and somewhat disgruntled, just to make it seem like he really had been concerned (which, was true!), and did actually expect Cellen to put someone else in charge when he went off consorting with these strange females of the lands.
The only thing he hoped, however- was that the lady had cleared out by then, or by some chance, this wasn’t a one time thing. The last thing he wanted was to be in the middle of some quarrel. But then again—
With the sun almost crested, he set out, following Cellen’s scent down the beach, and up some rocky surfaces. There was indeed a female scent in the air (among other things), which brought a somewhat swaggering sway to his walk. But, he made sure to put on his angry face before he made it to the scene. And then again when he had, and momentairly lost it.
"Well--" Phib's voice suddenly broke the moment, as he moved across a sun scortched bush. "-apparently I assign the most interesting missions nowadays." He spoke with a drawl.
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Posted: Mon Jul 10, 2006 8:00 pm
Nix was still half asleep when she felt Cellen begin to move around, feeling his tail entwine with her own she sighed in consideration, knowing for a fact that he was still there, and the night before was not just a dream of fantasy.
Opening her ice blue eyes her vision was a blur but quickly cleared and focused a bit as she felt Cellen tenderly lick her cheek and she smiled and nuzzled against him and pushed herself to stand and stretch. Her legs feeling a bit wobbly, but soon she was able to stand just fine.
"Morning," she said silently nuzzling him gently and she nibbled on his ear a bit and swayed her tail back and forth. Feeling thirst and hunger begging at her body to feed and drink. But those things were begin pushed aside now, she was here with Cellen.
The wind blew gently and carried with itself another scent...male too. Different, in an odd sort of way Nix couldn't really place. It was really on the tip of her tongue. She heard a voice from outside, quite close and she scooted around to lay behind Cellen, ducking her head down as she nudged him,
"Someone's outside..." she whispered.
Who would be at the beach at this hour? Well, Cellen was part of a pack, Nix knew that. Were there that many wolves that some came out to this part of the territory. Had to be. But the voice outside and scent carried by the wind gave the sense of another male, strong too, slightly gruff voice. Nix didn't know what to expect.
SO she slinked behind Cellen, as if trying to disapear and hide behind him for teh time being, not knowing who was outside.
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 4:56 pm
He rumbled with pleasure as the female began to nibble upon his ear and, with a playful nature bubbling forth, the punk wolf pawed at her face and nuzzled against her.
For a moment, Cellen hesitated in thought as he felt as if he was forgetting something; the young, punker was forgetting that he had something to do this morning. Blinking nonchalantly, his ears perked upwards as he staggered to his feet.
"Ah, Marra! I need to leg it and start watch!" he hoarsley whispered as he scrambled up to his feet and made haste towards the entrance of the small hideaway. "But if you come with me then I'm sure I can show you around," he remarked with a smirk.
Brushing up against her, the curly tailed wolf graced her maw with a last kiss until the familiar, deep voice broke the silence.
Oh shi-
As Nix scrambled behind him, Cellen's ears fell flat against his skull while his eyes tightened, not wanting to even look the Alpha in the eyes. A sudden flush of pink bombarded his cheeks as he choked slightly.
"Phib! Eh- Mornin'..." He slid out from his tongue in a stunned and embarassed fashion as he padded several steps closer. "Er- Uh..I'm guessin' you're lookin' for an explaination on me being a bit hot to trot, eh mate?"
He gritted his teeth as he stifled a slight whine. How could he say it? I'm sure explaining that he had suddenly found the love of his life and wanted to be with her would make sense, right? Not likely. His mouth felt as if it went dry and his body numb; Cellen was sure to loose Phibs trust now! And what if he was thrown out of the pack! He'd return to being a wandering soul but, now, at least he had Nix.
"I know I'm in a bit of sixes and sevens, a bit of horlicks even, but I- I found true love." His eyes softened as he glanced back towards the grey female who stood behind him; a comfort and reassurance abiding within his eyes. "I know I've made my share of howlers," he continued as he turned back towards the Alpha, "and I ain't perfect but I guess I let my heart get the better of me."
"I know you're aggro and a bit on the hang-ups about this but, Phib, don't punish my Marra. Just deal the hit for sixes to me and not Nix...."
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Posted: Tue Jul 11, 2006 6:30 pm
Phib made a sound in his throat that to the untrained ear might have sounded threatening, but was actually him swallowing a compulsive laugh. “Well- perhaps not a full explanation.” He drawled, and sat himself down at the mouth of the den, and leaned in a manner he had long since adapted. It hit exactly what he was feeling by appearing somewhat aloof, and keeping his head rigidly straight. “Women or not, I can’t say I care much for you not making some sort of arrangement with the other guards before this... rendevous.” It was the truth. He wasn’t particularly angry, but he couldn’t hide the fact that he wouldn’t tolerate such behavior again. There were time for these things, but not during work time.
Phib was however, somewhat taken aback by Cellen’s remark that he might have remotely considered taking some anger out upon Nix. Although some women accused him of being chuvanistic- he truly did adore them. If a man was involved, it was almost always the man’s fault; he knew from plenty of experience that that was how it rolled. He didn’t fight with women, and the scars on his face were more then enough payment for it. But- it is important to note; he adored women in the sense that Amélie was. She was passive, and clever, but she did not contest him. She would do what he said in all things, when the lines were clear as to what was a game between them and what was not. He demanded respect, but there were few women he had ever nursed a hatred or anger towards. And yet- he was alienated towards the domiant ones. Perhaps one of the reasons he had never mated another alpha.
“Bah.” He spoke flatly, docking the corner of his ear. Love-! One might have expected him to be sympathetic towards love. But it had long been a bane. He didn’t know if this was love or lust between them, and frankly, he didn’t care between the two. “I am not angry.” He spoke simply. “But I expect it to be handle differently next time. If you love her, then so be it, but you need not lie if that’s not the case.”
How many lovers had he had in his day?
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Posted: Wed Jul 12, 2006 1:01 pm
Nix curled her tail somewhat behind her. Feeling bad that she had gotten Cellen into this kind of trouble, and it seemed like this wolf was the alpha as well. Partly her fault this trouble came to be, because of the situations that had occured only the night before, Cellen couldn't have done by himself...Nix knew that for sure.
But she did know she loved him.
"I apologize on my part..." Nix said quietly, almost squeaking halfway through her statement, as short as it was. "I wandered this way, I've been traveling by myself for a long while..." she tried to explain, hoping that this might ease the alpha's worries, and forgive Cellen a bit more if he was angry at all.
"I came this way...to look for my sister," it was the truth, though Noir wasn't her blood sister, they ahd been close as sisters. Nix could remember the days in the valley, of them playing together when Noir would run from her family.
Nix however if questioned about her sister, would have a bit of difficulty. Noir, wasn't actually her real name. NIx had given her that nickname when they were children, because of her black pelt, not relating to the red markings that Noir seemed to hate so much.
"I'm sorry...if my wandering here has caused any trouble Phib," Nix said remembering the wolf's name, for Cellen only moments before. She hoped Phib would understand, perhaps Phib might even know something of where her sister was. Maybe Noir had passed through here.
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Posted: Thu Jul 13, 2006 9:19 pm
The ears of the punk wolf flickered and fell back, ashamed of himself and for the duties he did not attend. Cellen was a remorseful wolf yet, in some circumstances, it took a bit of confrentation and realization to what he had done to knock some sense into him.
With his heart thriving on passion and the desires that seemed so right and so real, the reality of it all only could be defined by his willingness to serve and to take punishment upon his own shoulders; to be held accountable for what he had done, and, in this case, not done.
"Please, Phib, forgive me. I can promise that I'll never make this type of howler again and, if something does come up, I'll be sure to leg it over to one of the mates on guard and alert them before I do anything too rash." His curled tail swaggered in a lowly, meager expression as he shifted his weight upon his forepaws. Cellen still had yet to learn the layout and rules of the pack and, sometimes, he felt as if he'd been thrown into it all.
"I'll earn my place again and your trust. Just don't have me left, right and center out of here too quick..."
But at least he had somewhere he could belong, right?
Cerulean orbs glanced back toward the grey female as she spoke up from the silence between them. His maw fell slightly ajar as he tilted his head slightly. "Marra, you're not to blame. I am." Raising a brow as he turned more towards Nix, Cellen paused as he pursed his lips slightly.
"Ah...that's right! You never did tell me what she looks like," he replied with a rather curious and intrigued tone. "I'm sure I can help you look for her, love."
Throughout his stay within the packlands, Cellen had encountered just about every sort of wolf whom had crossed through these packlands. The vagabond, destined lovers, seekers and those whose idea of fun seemed to concern walking endlessly towards the end of the earth but, to their dismay, they always ended up at Phibs packlands. Perhaps he had come across her? Maybe even seen her before? Whatever the case, he'd look for her if Nix allowed him to.
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 6:37 am
Phib rumbled faintly and shook his head. He wasn’t about to say he didn’t mind- which he did mind, but, he wasn’t perhaps as displeased as either of them might have imagined. Just as long as it did not become habit or cause any problems, it really was none of his business what they did in the den.
“There’s no trouble.” He spoke towards the female. “You may go and do what you please.”
And to Cellen- “There’s nothing to be forgiven. Just take care in future dealings.”
Once he had concluded with that, Phib adjusted his posture to a more lax one, allowing a weight between his shoulders to drop. So, the lady was looking for her sister? He wasn’t too surprised- most vagabonds were looking for someone or another. “Well, that would depend entirely upon who your sister is.” He quirked. “What does she look like?”
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 7:04 am
Nix was glad things seemed to be well between Cellen and Phib now, and she could stay. Perhaps take up a job like Cellen being a guard, but what could she do? She was new to adulthood, but she could try.
She wagged her tail and smiled when they both seemed to be interested about her sister, what she looked like. Maybe they had seen her? If only she had remembered her true name!
"Her name is Noir...well, thats what I call her. She would most likely be smaller then size then me...though we are about the same age. She has amber eyes and a black pelt, much like yours Phib..." She tried to think, what else could she say about Noir?
"Techinically we're not blood sisters...but her brother and sister hated her...so did the rest of the pack...just because of how she looked, I thought it was unfair..." now what could she say? That they had both lost their families in a great panic that was said to be caused by Noir? No. She couldn't do that, Cellen or Phib might get the wrong idea.
"I miss her..." Nix said folding her ears back, "She is the only one left besides me...I don't know what happened to her..." Nix was saddened by everything that had happened. Noir being blamed for what happened, she had heard the rumors that spread after teh valley had gone up in smoke.
She just wished she could find her again...
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Posted: Fri Jul 14, 2006 7:37 pm
His ears perked up as a slightly baffled expression drew upon his maw. Phib wasn't angry? Well- though he was upset, the Alpha was both understanding and, to say the least, very forgiving. Cellen had been expecting a punishment or a good bite to reinforce him to realize that he was held accountable and, if another situation such as this occured, he'd be looking at a grim future.
But that wasn't the case.
In due respect and honor, Cellen lowered his head. "Ah, Phib! I owe you, mate! You have my word; I'll never lower myself to a manky wolf and make sure to uphold my duties."
Raising his head upwards as his curled tail thumped with enthusiasm, Cellen let his cerulean orbs drift towards Nix. She was looking for a black-pelted wolfess? Well, the only one that he knew of was Rage. Though he didn't quite know Rage as well as she was one of Caels' close friends, he was at least acquainted with her.
"Well," he spoke with a musing tone, pursing his lips slightly, "there's only one wolfess I can think of that might fit that category...a bit younger, perhaps, but maybe she's who you're looking for. Her name is Rage."
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 8:49 am
Phib furrowed his brow, and curled the end of his tail against the bridge of his hip. Rage? He hadn’t seen that one coming, but with a moment to consider it, it did not seem so improbable that it was unlikely. Rage had come from another pack, and he’d long figured it was only a matter of time before someone other then Arguin came looking for her. “Rage then?” He questioned, waiting for her response. He didn’t know any other black females that lived in this pack- except perhaps Audi, and he doubted that was who she was talking about.
Speaking of which...where had that girl gotten to?
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 2:05 pm
Nix swayed her tail and listened while Cellen and Phib spoke of one they knew with a black pelt. But did the wolfess have any red markings on her? That was the key.
But how they spoke of the wolf, Nix tail began to wag, her eyes starting to glitter...was it possible? She was alive? Confirmation of this hit her like hitting a brick wall...Rage. They spoke her name...her real name. Her tail wagged excitedly and she pawed at the ground. Rage was alive!
Then that meant....she just had to tell her when she found her!
"Rage, she's okay? Alright yes? How is her heart is it bothering her?" a million questions filled Nix's head. She had to see her! Tell Rage about her travels, finding Cellen and everything! If Rage was really alive...that meant that she would be the oldest of the remaining pack...Nix was a few days younger then Rage. Though Nix grew at a faster rate.
What would happen though once she found Rage? Would they go back...Nix would never leave Cellen...but Rage...what would she do?
Nix shook ehr head to clear her thoughts and she seemed obviously excited, "Do you know where she is?" Phib had to know, he was the alpha. Surely he or Cellen knew.
Oh how good it would be to see her!
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Posted: Sat Jul 15, 2006 2:44 pm
"Rage?" His ears perked upwards as a wide grin spread across his maw. So, Nix was looking for Rage this whole time? Cellen chuckled softly as he brushed against her and tenderly planted a kiss upon her nose. "Yes, Marra, she's fine! Well, except there was a run-in with a strange wolf, Arguin. That manky mutt was trying to take her away but yours truly and Phib stepped in and sent them leggin' it out of the pack lands."
The recollections of Arguin remained engraved and fresh within his train of thought. Arguin- how he hated that wolf! Even thinking about him made him grit his teeth and supress deep hackles that emitted from his chest!
One day, Arguin would pay.
One day Cellen and Cael would see to it.
Shaking his head and tearing his thoughts from upon that twisted, ill-willed wolf, Cellen pondered the next question.
"Well, Rage seems to be always hanging around Cael lately. So my bet is that where we'll find Cael, will find Rage," he mused as his metal ridden ears flickered and shifted.
Glimpsing towards the outside of the cave, Cellen padded a few steps forwards as his curled tail swayed nonchalantly behind him. He couldn't even remember seeing Cael this morning and, truthfully, he didn't have the slightest clue on where the two love birds would be.
But Phib might.
"I don't remember seeing Cael or Rage this morning, Phib. How about you, mate?"
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