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 Posted: Sun Nov 02, 2008 12:45 pm
The brawny, large orange pelted male, ahd been living on cloud nine. His mate had come to him, and now he was to be a father yet again. He couldnt wait, as the thought of maybe redeeming himself with this litter was almost intoxicating.
He would do better.
He would make it right.
He had left for a walk, leaving the pack behind him and walking through the unclaimed lands. He would often make these trips, giving himselftime to think,and get away from his responsibilities.
The older male had been depressed over the last few months, falling deeper and deeper into what his mother was still in.
But these pups brought him right out of the depression,ans brought Wazaam hope, even if it did bring a bit of doubt as well.
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Posted: Mon Nov 03, 2008 9:32 am
Venda lay on her back in a tiny clearing, if one could even call it that, the dense brush pushed all around her. She claws at her blindfolded eyes and writhed in agony. Her head was splitting into a thousand fragments and the pain was a sharp reminder of loosing her eyes.
She had been trying to control the agony that ripped through her, the shaman had told her she might be able to someday 'see'. She bashed her head back against the ground trying to feel something that could cut through the wild pain. She let out a long soft whine as she felt a searing heat and then she gasped as blurred images moved through her skull. She tried to tell her brain to open her eyes and look around, but what she saw was not that which lay before her eyes.
With a gasp the pain vanished and the sight went with it, Venda rolled over and wretched. She growled through her teeth and stood back up on shaky legs, soon she would have control...soon she would have revenge.
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Posted: Sun Nov 09, 2008 6:02 pm
Her cries did not go unnoticed, and the wolf turned his head to the direction of the sounds and started off in that direction. She sounded hurt, someone must have gotten to her..Maybe man, or another wolf.
He hatedman, he hated them with a sincere passion.
His paws carried him quickly over the lands, that were begging to grow cold and hard under his paws as the winter months were setting in. Soon the land would be blanketed with snow.
He saw the black blindefolded female, and cocked his head. She seemed to be fine, and he smelled no blood.. Her blindfold reminded him of the new member Paranoia to the Aqua Azulpack.. He was a strange fellow.
"You there, are you okay?"
Distance seperated him from the female in case she should turn to attack. He was far enough away that one good sprint and he'd be too far for her to even think of catching up.
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Posted: Mon Nov 10, 2008 10:51 am
Ears pricked and her head snapped up in the direction of the voice, she was still standing on shaking legs. Her voice sounded sickly, the bile scent of her small breakfast in the bushes rose to make her nose wrinkle.
"The ice is coming, a terrible frost, a killer for the blue waters...blue water...agua azul...blue ice, blue blood..." She ground her teeth together a moment before she lowered her head and inhaled deeply trying to clear her voice and nose.
"It comes...I must find..." She inhaled raggedly and lifted her head again in Wazaams direction. "You? Who are you?" Her legs shook and she brushed her tail against the earth trying to get her bearings.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 4:47 pm
His ears truly perked when he heard mention of his pack from the seer, at first thinking her mad, then actually listening to the words she spoke.
"Blue Killer? A Killing frost?.."
He paused.
"What do you mean? Who is coming to Aqua Azul?"
He asked,then stood up a little straighter, uncaring that she was blind.
"My name is Wazaam. Alpha male for Aqua Azul. Who is coming Miss?"
He asked,going closer, and lowering his head to hear her words.
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Posted: Tue Dec 09, 2008 5:03 pm
Venda's hackles rose as Wazaam announced who he was, what he was, the alpha of the pack she so hated. The friends of felines, and wicked wolves, and the one alpha who tormented her when she was at her weakest. She was weak now, but she could feel the swell inside her, ready to rise.
"You! You are of the agua azul pack? Their alpha?" She snarled softly.
"Your blue blood...the killer is coming to your aid...but I will find some way...no matter the danger." She trembled as she spoke and her green cloak unfurled behind her with the softest breezes.
"There is nothing left your pack could take from me that I would not give to harm but one of those who harmed me." Her lips pulled back exposing shimmering white fangs. With her new sight, as sporadic as it was, she was able to keep herself in much better condition, clean, relatively healthy.
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Posted: Tue Jan 20, 2009 2:16 pm
Wazaam was completely confused.. He had no idea what the female was talking about, but she seemed to sure..
Unlike Twist, he was not friends with the lynxes nor darkhearted wolves. He thought that his pack was genuinely good.. Poor confused soul.
"The Killer? The Blue Killer? Im afraid I dont understand what you mean." He said, eyes a bit wide though he knew she could not see his eyes.
He was unsure if he should approach her, but he felt that if she was truly someone who could see those things, then she should be able to feel that he was good.. Right? Wasnt that how that worked?
He had never asked Idogbe how being a seer worked..He probably should do that.
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Posted: Wed Jan 21, 2009 1:16 pm
Venda felt her muscles quiver and she moved closer to the male her head rising as she inhaled his scent. "The Frost is too thick...a blizzard will follow...I cannot stop them both." She staggered a bit under the crackling pain in her head.
"You...you are the little one...the poisoned one...weak." She growled softly. "Too weak for my cause..."
She slid back her paws skimming at the ground, scratching out little furrows. The pain was intense, the visions snapping on and off leaving her in a world of utter darkness, and then another bathed in blinding light.
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 12:49 pm
He was the poisoned one? Who had said he was weak? Instantly he suspected his pack of plotting against him, but something about her told him she wasnt hearing this..She was seeing it.
He wondered if she could see his entire life..He wondered if she could see how weak he had been as a pup,and how becoming an alpha had done nothing but give him the authority of power.
His eyes widened as his mind thought of what she had said.
Twists brother was new in town..He had arrived that morning, and Twist had been so excited. Wazaam had never thought anything of the fact.. But how random was it that this wolfess spoke of Frost..
Then something made him shudder.
If that was Frost, he worried about the Blizzard.
"What do you see?"
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Posted: Fri Feb 27, 2009 5:38 pm
His question made her push herself to hold the visions in place, they lashed at her mind leading her head throbbing. She knew that the alpha of Agua Azul stood before her, yet he was not the one who held her hatred. It was all saved for his mate and the wicked ones within the pack. She knew he was the poisoned one, one of the pawns.
"The lost daughter...I must...must find her...She will come with me, she will support my cause. She can be the strength where I have none..." Venda's back arched as another vision swam through her.
"I see...you...you who are so weak now...shall have many to support you. You must let their goodness be your strength! Do not be poisoned by her words, if you can be strong then the blizzard and the frost will melt away, the twister will fade...you can bring the sun back to the shore." She shuddered and lowered her head wretching dryly.
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Posted: Sat Feb 28, 2009 5:12 pm
The Lost daughter? Those three words haunted his soul when she spoke them, and he raised his lip at the thought of Alas having stolen her.
"Tempeste.." He whispered, almost silently.
"She wont get hurt will she?"
The questions of a father. Yes she had been raised elsewhere, but he prefered that than the thought of her dead. Though he would have liked to kill Alas for that move.
He felt a little better when he said that others would support him. Maybe he wasnt all alone in this.. But who were they? Surely it was rather..dangerous to support him over Twist or her brother.
But the mention of Blizzard again, made him shudder, for if Twister was his mate, and Frost her brother.. Who was the Blizzard?
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 9:44 am
Venda licked her lips and took a deep breath before she turned her blindfolded eyes seeing nothing of Wazaam. Still she spoke to him as if she knew just where he was, her nose twitching delicately.
"The lost daughter is strong, a tempest storm to strike this shore. I am glad she was lost to you, for being bathed in love she lacks the eye of the storm that her mother would have cultivated. I can see her on two paths, she is vicious, cruel, unrelenting. Yet I see her now kind, tender, loving. I must find her while she is in this state." Venda turned and paced.
"Things are happening faster now...Perhaps faster than I can see...The tempest might be lost to the twister, or it may prevail and strike. It is hard to see with the blizzard and the frost clouding everything..." She winced and jerked before laying down her paws coming over her head.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 5:49 pm
He was bitter at those words, and his fur bristled.
Anger was heard in his voice, but it was muted for respect to the seer.
"Tempeste is a strong wolfess..But to be seperated from her family was evil."
He said, his eyes meaning everything, though it was in vain as the female could not see him.
She seemed to just know where he was, and he arched a brow.
It was almost odd.
Fear clenched in his throat as he heard that the Tempest could be lost to the Twister.
Tempeste could be lost forever to him from Twist?
Not that it mattered, but he would never let Twist hurt his pups.. Not even one he did not raise.
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 6:08 pm
Venda twitched and shook her head while she stretched her legs before her with a soft wince. She raised her head to Wazaam and frowned before sitting down.
"Forgive me, sometimes the things I see come so fast that I just let them out...now it's dark again...but I remember...your the alpha of Agua Azul. Your mate is the dark female...you'll forgive my dislike of her...I might hate you as well if I hadn't seen how brainwashed you are. Now I see...I understand...half this pack is...weak...faultless because they are puppets." She sighed and looked down.
"You must want to attack me now, how easy it would be..." She stood and twisted around with her nose twitching before looking back up at Wazaam. "the Tempest is your daughter? She was raised better then you might have managed I think...your mate has broken you to her will, and your other children...I have seen them with her eyes...her cruelty."
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Posted: Mon Mar 02, 2009 6:29 pm
Wazaam was not dumb. In fact, the male knew that Twist was a darker soul. But he loved her for it. He had once thought himself able to make her happy, make her smile and laugh.
But she had not taken kindly to pups, or the prospect of family well..
His children, to say the least were screw-ups, save for a few.. And he dreaded that his blood pumped in the veins of such evil little creatures.
"You speak the truth, Miss.. I do not blame you for your feelings against Twist. Lord knows that she has the longest list of enemies as far as even the wolfs eyes can see.."
He sighed.
"Ive seen her good side though.." He whispered gently, looking back at her, shaking his head though she could not see it.
"No I do not want to attack you. I know Tempeste is better.. It just doesnt make the pang go away."
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