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 Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 7:38 pm
Why in the hell did this guy keep following me? I swear I thought I ditched the fool ages ago! His eyes took another dark glance back to the goggled wolf who seamed to be trotting ever so slowly behind him. Can't he go away like all the other voices have? I know he's not real...he can't be real. Nothing is real anymore- not; not; not; since SHE died. The red males head turned towards the ground as he let out a gut renching sob. Now his mind was no longer on the goggled wolf, but his own wallowing self pity.
'You know your the one who killed her you little welp...' A small voice hissed at him from inside an ear. 'It was your teeth agaist her flesh...'
The red male's eye quirked in a painful twitch as he started to yell. "ITSNOTMYFAULTSHEDIED!! NOTMYFAULT!!" The wailing became louder and more high pitched as he fought back the others words in his mind. Suddenly the orange wolf caught his attention again.
"YOUR THE ONE SAYING SUCH BAD THINGS! STOP BEFORE I KILL YOU!!!" His fangs lurched visiously out of his mouth as a small strand of saliva hung from one end. "I'LL KILL YOU IF YOU KEEP SAYING SUCH THINGS!!!"
The orange wolf shook his goggled head and chuckled as if this ment nothing at all to him. "Old friend you have been threating to kill me since the day you've met me. If you truly wanted me dead you would have done it by now. Prehaps-" He paused and walked over within inches of the snarling wolf. "You should try listing to whats REALLY around you and not whats in your head." He took his tounge and gentally caressed Isefet's head full well knowing it was only going to get him bitten.
And quite well as he expected Isefet lunged forward and attempted to rip off Soarenthe's tounge; but like always the orange wolf had the upper paw on his younger counterpart and with brute fource threw him to the ground and put a paw dangerously agaist his throught. "Why don't you ever listen?" He shook his head with another short chuckled and continued to push down on his windpipe until the red wolf was lisping for breath.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 8:25 pm
Coming across many different lands he preferred the darker forest, or even their underground cave system. The thought of the dark places where most shied away was his home, almost like a second nature to this male. Though his dark pelt, with the oddly orange rayed sun like pattern on his back, was a small key to his inner desires, the male was just down right a smart-a** to tip off the scales of the matter.
The sound of two voices, one angry the other hysterical (or so he thought) tickled his ears. Erjon looked forward through the woods and a quirky half-smile played on the lone male's maw. The angry voice sounded like fun, but the other one...the smile faltered. What did the other voice portray?
The male continued forward to see a goggled wolf stepping upon the throat of a red wolf. "You know fangs work better to kill something off?" Erjon spoke up making his presence known.
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Posted: Mon Oct 15, 2007 8:40 pm
The air shortened quickly as Soarenthe seamed to be making his presence quite known; but the red scrawny wolf wasn't having any of it. "You not real!" He hissed with the breath that was left dancing in his mouth. "Not real at all..." His teeth made evil snapping noises in the air as if he was really attempting to throw the goggled wolf off with just words. "Get out of my head!" He yelled again as his throught tightened again. Soar was only a voice- like the other ones that controled his body. And maybe if he was lucky and harrassed it enough he would finally get his body back- then he could KILL the other. The evil presence shot threw his mind yet again. Once you are free my dear Fet- you shall kill this orange beast; he was the one that killed your mate not YOU...You'd never harm a single hair on her head. His voice is the evil one...
The goggled wolf's head turned slightly as the other made his presence known. "Ah yes but if I killed him- he's never get any better." He said with a solicite tone to his voice. As if he was more intrested in trying to snap Isefet back into reality then what the other might have to say. "And if I were you- I'd just keep walking." The orange wolf wasn't being rude but it was for the safty of the two in his presence. If Isefet even got wind of the other he'd simply switch to his demonic force and attempt to rip the other into pure oblivion. Plus at the same time he wanted to make sure his friend wasn't hurt in the fight.
He shook his head outwardly with a sigh. Sometimes he wished that he could have a normal relationship- like back in the old days when Isefet, he, and Fet's mate Calvi were together. Though they were never in the same pack, Soar always knew of what was going on. Shame though he didn't get there before Fet had killed his own mate- poor boy was to easily swayed by love. So much so that when the red males alpha tricked him into thinking his mate was introuble he accidently killed her in turn.
Again he pushed his paw into the other neck deeper; more from fustration then anything else. Why was it so difficult for him to listen?
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Posted: Tue Oct 16, 2007 9:34 am
Erjon was looking at the hissing wolf once again. The non-sense he was screaming gave the young male a flashback to his mother. Those words were what had been the last thing his siblings had heard before she went absolutely insane. The brown and orange gamma couldn't look away from the aggravated tone.
Snapping out of the momentary trance the emerald eyes moved back to the goggled orange male. "Death could be the only release for him. Especially if his mind has split in different directions," the bitter tone was from that memory that was raising up to his own mind. Erjon was reminded of the other reasons he preferred the darkness, the one dealing with his own personal fear.
Taking a short swallow back the male looked to the other, and simply shrugged, "As for your advise, no reason to stay in this area any longer. I'm sure your friend's screaming has alerted any nearby prey." Truthfully, Erjon just wanted to move as quick as possible away from these two now. A silent note to watch out for any dementia of his own in case the red male's screams awoke his possible hereditary illness.
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Posted: Sun Oct 28, 2007 6:37 pm
Another has approched us! His head turned under the pressure with a menicing smile. It would only be too soon before he'd be running his long jowls threw the others soft mangy flesh. Now the goggled wolf was the farthest thing from his mind. "Need to KEEL the beast!" He breathed out threw the others tensing pressure. "KEELKEELKEEL!!!" His body began to shake from the lack of oxygen and his lips began to foam from the craze that seamed to be dancing from within him. Isefet needed to free himself from the 'mind' that was holding him down. With tense wiggles he attempted to free himself but only furthered in strangling himself more.
Soar fought harshly as his claws seamed to now be dragging down into the others soft tissue. "No, no. I can't kill him. He's- He's a good friend of mine...I knew him back when he actully had a mind. A mate. A life. He was quite different from this." He sighed long and hard as the crimson ran around his nails. "I just couldn't kill him- but I just don't know how to save him either. I just want my old friend back-" Again he paused but this time to let up on Isefets body which now seamed to be convulsing from the lack of oxygen to his brain. He sighed again as he looked down at the wolf that lay infront of him. "I just don't know what to do...just don't know what to do..." He kept hissing the same line out of his muzzle quickening with each retort. Until finally he just couldn't control himself and pounded the tree infront of him with pure fustration. DAMN IT ISEFET! WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU BE NORMAL!!"
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Posted: Mon Nov 05, 2007 6:12 pm
Looking at the insanity that was wreaking havoc on the red male, Erjon shook his head. He was going to turn out like that, like his mother did before being put down by another. The words that were gurgled out of the others throat made the orange patterns bristle on the brown and orange male.
"You can't kill voices, you know," His statement directed straight to the red male. "They will find you anywhere that you hide," Erjon continued before being cut off in his own head.
Don't you know it.
Licking his chops the emerald eyes turned towards the other orange male. "If you find away to cure your friend, then you will become the most reverend wolf in all the lands. I would even ask for your help." This the male told the goggled one, "But I've only seen the cure as being put down and out of the trap that many call life."
Erjon could tell that there was something between the male and his comrade and kinda pitied him. Then again Erjon was not one to stand around to long. "Good luck, I would stay longer, but..."
Just go a head and kill them both. They can effect you brain more then us. A different voice, a new one, whispered in Erjon's head.
"Shut up," he growled low to himself.
Yea, be nice to Erjon. What did he ever do to you meany! the smaller kinder voice bickered.
The male shook his head back and forth. The voices were acting up now and he needed to flee before more surfaced. The lone male had counted his mother having at the most 15 voices but the least that stuck around was five.
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