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 Posted: Fri Mar 05, 2010 12:57 pm
 The giant wolf ambled slowly across the lands, having longsince left Gomorrah behind. Sure, he would return, but right now... Right now he just needed space. Sometimes he got lucky -- he woke up 'in charge' of the body, so to say, instead of having to trick or talk Novi out of it. Call it his own little quirk, two personalities just like their two-toned eyes. But Vik had problems.
Novi was falling hard and fast for his own niece. Swell was a good girl -- she had her head on her shoulders, of course, unlike her mother -- and she seemed to genuinely care for them, Novik, as a whole. Not just one side. But where Novi was swayed, Vik... As much as he disliked sharing his bloodline with Piper and her kin, he wouldn't let the two lines mix. Inbreeding wasn't needed, not here. Fine, if Swell wanted them to raise a litter of puppies together, so be it, but over his dead and rotten body would they be HIS puppies. He'd kill them first.
So this made the wolf rather moody as he stalked through the nameless territory, looking for something -- anything -- to get his mind off Novi and Swell's...relationship.
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Posted: Mon Mar 22, 2010 6:27 pm
She wasnt a pleasant wolf, not by any means. She knew her travels outside of RoT's lands might anger Chern.. But she had to get away from the pack for the moment. Everything was new, and she wasnt sure she was ready for such change.
Her pupiless eyes, though it seemed they should not see at all, gleamed through the night, looking for anything that caught her eye.
Her belly rumbled, and she could feel her tongue escaping her maw as she licked over her cheeks. She was hungry, and she was beginning to grow in an even fouler mood.
She was lonely, and she was full of a sense of lust. She had not been satisfied in a long time, and her needs for a companion grew. When it seemed it would not be her King, she turned to looking for someone out in the dark.
Of course, her search had halted when her belly began rumbling.
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Posted: Wed Mar 24, 2010 4:56 pm
Vik's paws slid across the ground, silent and he paused every few moments, testing the air. He was far from Gomorrah...into No-Man's land. But he had the feeling that another pack was nearby. He could smell the acidic scent of a strong alpha male's markings. His ears flicked back in distaste as he resisted the urge to pee over it. This wasn't his land. He needed to get a hold of his more...assertive side.
He paused as another smell touched his nostrils. Female. His head lifted, a slow motion since he was so big. "Who's out there?" His voice was soft, rasping with a thrum of darkness and his thick tail gave one hearty wag as he grinned. He couldn't help himself. Perhaps this was his way out.
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Posted: Sun Mar 28, 2010 8:36 am
She paused midstep, and looked out into the darkness with a perk of her ear. She raised an eyebrow. Someone was this close to the Kings lands? Silly fool, surely. She smiled at her good fortune, and began padding towards the voice. Maybe it would be a small wolf, one that could be easily killed, and maybe even eaten if she decided she was hungry enough for it.
She looked at the very large wolf from the shadows, and reailzed how wrong she and been. But her eyes widened, and she stepped forward without caring about caution. He was handsome, this male..She liked his bulk, his size, his fur.. It made him look powerful. She could get drunk on power, and she felt herself swoon.
"You, are unlike others." She answered.
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Posted: Tue May 18, 2010 4:49 pm
Vik's eyes met hers and a small smirk rose on one side of his maw. The other side stayed somber, green eye emotionless. "That's what they say," he murmured.
Vik knew he was big. He knew he was strong. However, he knew that he was weakened by this summer weather and that that she-wolf, with the training her body looked like it had, impressive under a coat of blue and white static, she could beat him. Easily.
Of course, he wasn't about to let her know this. "I am...Novik. Of Gomorrah." His tail flagged high, even as he spoke of his half-sister's land. "And you?"
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Posted: Tue May 25, 2010 2:14 pm
His strong voice brought a shudder from her and she smiled deviantly. She was indeed a muscled female, bred and raised for the destruction of the pure. She had never been one to follow orders, or to give into others, but Chern had convinced her of loyalty.
Her King was much stronger than she was, and so she did not test him. She was wiser than that.
But this male, she almost wanted to test..Though she kept it hidden in her mind. Putting her dark side aside usually lead her to the extremely flirtatious manner. She may have been a stern warrior, but she was an incredibly seductive female if given half a chance.
"Im Static, of Reign of Terror lands." She replied, head high.
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Posted: Wed Jun 02, 2010 10:42 pm
Vik pondered this for a moment. Reign of Terror. His sister had shipped off one of her own children, not even old enough to make her own decisions, to these lands. He wrinkled his nose and gave a barking laugh. "You know Rumor of the Reign?" His head tipped to one side but he didn't dare sit down. His tail was even along his back, ears perked forwards, two-toned eyes locked onto her form. Yes... she was a beautiful beast, capable of destruction. Then again, in winter, so was he.
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