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 Posted: Sat Mar 20, 2010 8:15 pm
.tell me what you think...
 The dark wolf had become sick and tired of the plotting going on behind her back. And as she devoured her meal he mind was turning. Oh such dark wicked thoughts piruing through her mind you might have even said her thoughts were tainted in blood itself. You see our "little" jezzebelle had been growning bored with peace that had befallen he land. She needed a blood bath. Yes Scorn could have easily ruled over the Blood pack as well but her lust for power caused her to take over the Hell pack. It was in the night she slipped out slaughtered the old alpha and his mate. And how how the little beasties screamed. It still caused a tightening in her loins as sat there letting he mind replay the memory. Ah but it was time for others to die. She had enough of a certain male who had been playing games lately. Oh yes she had heard about the near slaughter of a few pack mebers and the cruel temptress was sick of it. And it would also pleasure her little sick games to see him die. Already she was smirking. Slowly she stood from her meal the ebon demoness sniffed the air and latched on to the scent she was looking for and quietly she began to move through the snow. Oh it was easy finding him and she slunk to the ground in the underbrush hidden easily as she watched him converse with the small pup. She shook her head. He was plotting but soon that would be all over. Slowly her voice traveled over the space between them her tones cold and cruel, heavy with venom. Baiya...........Baiya....oh my sweet Baiya. You're time has come....oh how you're going to scream....Baiya....She began to shift silently in the brush skirting around his postion. She was silent and swift darting through the underbrush until she was inched from his throat hidden so well. Her amber eyes were not even noticed as they glowed with bloodlust the sound of his heartbeat heavy on her ears. The rush of blood just above her as she crouched beneath him to one side. Oh and how her grin became so twisted and sick Her paws shifted the ground beneath her paws and then she moved once more lunging upwards to his throat jaws opened wide clamping down in hops of grabbing his jugular while shifting her body wait to throw him to his side so she was standing over him. (OOC: So i refuse to autohit or powerplay. So please don't do so against my character either. Anyways here's SCORN!)
...tell me what you know.
in every life
scorn
it has been said
female
there comes a time
four turns
to join the dead
pitch black
admit there is no second chance
amber eyes, beige and gray points
and join death in a final dance
out of kali by amaroq
across the floor eternaly
none so loved
until the final moments bled
none created
and in the dark to take his hand
hell pack
accept that it is time to wed
matriarch of hell pack
...did you really think that their could be an ever after.
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Posted: Tue Mar 23, 2010 2:51 pm
(ok I asked you not to auto hit or powerplay my character. You are also god moding which is against the rules. First off a bite on the neck is right at jugular if he moved even and inch he would be killing himself. Second off I can only decide if my character hits that rock or not. Third Baiya is not all powerful. While Scorn may not be as strongs as him she quicky she still has teeth and claws that can rip the skin and flesh and injure him deeply. One of the rules is no godmoding so you are playing against the rules.)
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 10:52 pm
(( she dose have a very good point and im not posting much because i've been trying to figure out when tho post))
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 12:29 pm
Sitka hated all that defied her. But there was something about these three wolves. Some, kinship, if you may. Maybe she could get to know these three. And maybe, just maybe, she could have a family once again. Wolfgang was protective, and feirce. Syta was strong, and brave. Talatkala was sweet, and happy. Sitka turned, and followed them.
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Posted: Fri Mar 26, 2010 4:44 pm
"well that was anti-climatic ... so borring" half mumbiling to herself. looking around to see if there was any other form of intertanment around preferibly a fight or at least an arguement then she spotted sitka ( has not met yet) "hmmmm that one seems to have a little spunk i think i'll watch her for a little" with that thought she sat down and watched
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 4:54 pm
XdisturbedxcoyoteX (ok I asked you not to auto hit or powerplay my character. You are also god moding which is against the rules. First off a bite on the neck is right at jugular if he moved even and inch he would be killing himself. Second off I can only decide if my character hits that rock or not. Third Baiya is not all powerful. While Scorn may not be as strongs as him she quicky she still has teeth and claws that can rip the skin and flesh and injure him deeply. One of the rules is no godmoding so you are playing against the rules.) (((there problem solved. I really dont want to try to post again, you might just reply like that again. P.S. If it is you choice that she hits the rock then that mean its my choise if Bayia gets bit in the neck. Which one do you think is worse?Plus you were trying to kill Bayia, not Baiya, and he was simply doing it is self defence. YOu ask not to be powerplayed, when why don't you do the same for others huh? If you don't bite Bayia in the neck, then there would be no problem here. Okay?)))
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:19 pm
Syta walked solmly away. He did not expect any thing from this wolf any more. He never did. He never expects any one to care about him.
Syta got to the clearing, where Wolfgang and Tkala were. Wolfgang was laying peacefully in the grass, watching the clouds go by. Tkala was showing that he was still only a pup, prancing around chasing bugs. This brought a smile to Syta. For one split second, evey thing was okay. Every little and major bad thing was gone. But that didn't last for long. Reality was like a lead weight on his shoulders. He knew what he must do. And he knew neither Wolfgang or Tkala would like it. He had to leave.
He was a lone wolf. and he is always going to be one. He was going to make sure of that. Where ever he goes or who ever he is with, he brings them pain. Like Wolfgang. If it werent for him he would be just fine and not lame. He did not want to bare the thought of what he would do to Tkala. A sweet little thing like him would easly crumble. And Syta was making sure that would not ever have to happen to him.
He twisted around swiftly and with out a sound began to walk away. He swear he saw Sitka out of the corner of his eye, but he did not dare turn around. It was about time he left. He didn't even hurt Sitka. He had to run away. So no one could find him and get hurt. Not again.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:37 pm
Sitka watched Syta try to leave. She shook her head in amazment. This pup never gives up, does he?
"Syta, where do you think your going?" She called softly.
Syta spun around in surprise. He looked much older the a pup then. His face was drawn, full of sorrow. "Away," He said softly.
"Away?" She tilted her head curiously. "Why don't you stay here, with me? My pack needs some additions. Wolfgang and Talatkalla are welcome too," Her voice held none of the usual anger, mocking, or venom. Now it was soft, sweet, and motherly.
Syta stared at her for a second then opened his mouth to reply.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:45 pm
"No." Syta replyed, turning around but sill talked. "I can't. He'll find me. Better he finds me alone then with a pack." Syta had said far to much already. He turned his head farther away, hiding his wet teary eyes. How could she be so nieve? He was going to bring death to all of them. And he couldn't kill another mother. Her kind motherly ways were to much for him to handle. It was his fault his mother had died when he was young. Now, if she took on that role, it would be suiside.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 5:52 pm
Say no to Sitka? Ha, like anyone would try that. Sitka crouched, and pounced on him. She lowered her muzzel to his ear. "Don't have much of a choice pup. I won't let you be a loner. Got it?" The anger leaked into her voice. She straitened.
"Whatever you've got going on is enough for the Blood Pack to handle. I've got Hell Pack in me too boy, we can handle it."
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:00 pm
At the mention of the Hell, Syta could feel an uncontolable hatered for her. She was working for him and he just sent her here to kill him. Syta crouched into a snarl. "You work for him." It was not a queston. In his mind he already had the answer. Six months was not enough for that basterd. He send her to make sure he did die.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:12 pm
What the hell? Who sent me? Is this pup crazy? Sitka stared at the pup for a minute. He bristled, crouched. "Uh....Syta? Are you feeling alright?" She sat back, unafriad, but confused. "Who sent me?" She paused. "Ohhh, you mean the Hell?" She shook her head. Of course. He ripped open old wounds. Everyone went back to that. The Hell.
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Posted: Tue Mar 30, 2010 6:21 pm
He could tell he had caused something. Pain already He thought. But he did not trust any one. not even him self. "If you truely care about me." He said, forcing him self to straiten. "Then you will stop what ever it is you are trying to do. And save your self all the pain and suffering." He turned around one more time, with tears in his eyes once again. This was too much for him to handle.
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