[PRP] A Most Worthy Partner [Valkyrie & Gishoni]

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[Completed through PM Sun Jun 14 - June 22, 2009]

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If you feel I did an unsatisfactory job catching offending material and whatnot, please let me know! ^^;
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Darkblue = Valkyrie, played by Upside.-.Down


Red = Gishoni, played by Syaoran-Puu

 

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The draconian mare snarled in disgust as she peered at her reflection. Crimson blood lay strewn across her fine-boned features, marring her exquisite sapphire scales. Rubicund teeth flashed menacingly as she inspected the 'damage;' miscellaneous gore clung to her barbed tail.

She'd gotten a little... carried away with her last meal.

Lips curled in disdain, she strode forcefully into the cool stream and immediately ducked her head beneath the rushing water.

With a few well-practiced movements, she cleansed her stalwart form, twisting with all the grace of a natural-born predator.

The water ran red with blood.
 

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Gishoni gripped onto Misha through his jaw, he had always refused to allow the creature to ride on his back, it was degrading enough that he had to carry the worthless thing for its lack of wings. His tongue felt dry, and ever now and then licked the fur of the wolf cub making the sensation even worst. It long fangs glistened softly in the dimming light, his eyes glowed red. The form of evil, or at least they were the common words of his prey before he took their lives. Each one was delicious, but some more than others, some more memorable. Yet recently he found himself yearning for something more.

After a while he could no longer stand the dryness of his mouth and swooped down to the bank, releasing Misha without a second thought. She rolled helpless for a second before she entered the water with a splash. To Misha this was simply normal behaviour, it didn't hurt as much as it used to, but it had caused her a few injuries in her travels. She swam back to the shore, looking more like a drowned rat now than an honorable wolf. She had a slight limp in her step but settled down to take a sip of the water as Gishoni did the same.

The water was cooling to him. The dryness was now gone from his mouth.

His ears twitched, there was an unfamilar noise near by. Perhaps someone was in the water? Although he had his suspicions that someone else was there he never feared the unknown. Often enough most creatures would simply stay away from him, for fear from his appearance alone. It was a persona he enjoyed, relished even.  

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Clean.

She rose from the water like a wraith, crimson droplets cascading downwards from wicked spikes to join their brethren in the stream.

She froze, ears swiveling to and fro as she listened to the light thump... followed by a small splash. Nearby.

... Prey. Her lips curled in a snarl, the thought flashing instantly across her mind... but her full stomach negated the idea. Amusement... maybe. Nothing more. Relaxing her features into a deceptively docile smirk, she strolled onto the bank, spreading her tattered wings to allow the last rivulets to drop from their delicate membrane.

She moved towards the sound, her gait what could only be described as a supple prowl.

When her occult gaze settled upon the barbaric stallion's form, a feral glint entered her waxen alabaster eyes. A small, insignificant predator of similar coloration skulked near the shore. "'What a pleassant sssurprissse.... kitty."

A midnight, sepulchral voice welled up from deep inside, holding hints of madness within its venomous depths.  

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Gishoni's ears flickered as a faint sound reached him, it sounded almost like a snake and as he turned his head he had half expected to see one. Instead stood a mare, nightblue scales and wings that looked Kalona in outline, but somehow different. Interesting.

Misha shifted on the bank, which reminded Gishoni of her presence, without glancing at the pathetic creature he simply grunted. And on command she moved to hide between his large hind legs. "She is mine." Snarled Gishoni as his fierce voice boomed towards the mare. He had slaughtered others for their intent to harm Misha, only he was allowed to take such actions, and although she was mainly worthless she did have some uses. The mare had interested him, that was only reason she still stood unharmed.... for now at least. He began to 'smile' or what could best be describe as a smile to Gishoni, all his sharp teeth were revealed which only seemed to exagerate the length of his larger fangs.  

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She smiled back, canines glistening as she shook her sinuous neck, her penetrating gaze weaving back and forth as she shook her head to negate his response.
"The morsssel?" She let out a silvery, velvet-coated laugh- twisted, perverted, it hardly seemed a sound that would ring out on this earth. "Ah, no, preciousss... I'm after a bigger prize tonight."
One she did not intend to eat.
She devoured him with her eyes.

Was he worth the trouble?

Silly kitty... thinking it had been his familiar she'd spoken to. As if she would be interested in such a waif.
Now, he... muscular. Stalwart. He simply oozed masculinity. A true genetic prize.

... provided he could keep up.
 

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Her words confused him, if she had not been calling Misha 'kitty' and there was no one else around she must have been addressing him. A strange feeling bubbled up inside, part of him was curious that she would dare to call him such a thing, and part of him was overwhelmed with a blinding rage.... an insult. He eyed Misha for a moment and then hissed through his teeth, "Go!"

Misha followed his orders and ran off into the forest, she knew too well not to defy him. She planned to go and sleep some where safe in the forest nearby. The breeze was exhilerating as it ran through her fur.

Meanwhile Gishoni looked directly into her penetrating gaze, moving his body to face her, causing his muscles to flex under his flesh. He snapped his jaw shut, his long fangs still hanging low. He would allow her to interest him for a little longer. "So..... this bigger prize..... how to plan to obtain it?" His voice was slow, low and deliberate. With glowing eyes in the dimming light that never left her body and line of sight.  

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Valkyrie barely even spared the scampering creature a glance as it made its way into the forest's promised neutral sanctuary.

A stallion who met her piercing gaze with one of his own? How... quaint.

She wasn't exactly sure she wanted his stare on her eyes... that, more than anything, grated on her violent temper. She did not approve of such ardent magnetism.

Especially when she was not the one orchestrating its careful balance of restraint and alleviation.

Such splendid tone, such pleasing peculiarities, traits that would strengthen her brood and...

Focus. Now was not the time for base desires.

Her spaded tail lashed to an fro, cutting a flirtatious path through the submissive air.

"Ssserendipity, mediated by expert aptitude." She purred, half-lidded gaze elegantly enticing.

"Tell me, pseudo-cat... have you any ssskillsss?" She would not offer her name- in so doing, she would give him the upper hand.

That simply would not do.  

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He watched tentatively, taking in the movements of her jaw line with each hissed word, there was certainly something about this mare, something primative, natural, it was strange but he found himself liking it. Envying it almost. What a strange creature she must be to stir such an abandoned feeling, no matter how momentarily it lasted. It was sickening to his stomach.

The movement of her tail was suprising aluring, the spikes he imaged looked menacing to other 'prey' It was in that instant he found himself contemplating his need for a mare who would be strong enough to carry his genes. Perhaps one as well build as himself could manage such a task. Then, as if being snapped suddenly from a dream he heard her words. Once again he had been called a cat, but this time the rage did not settle, there was no Misha to calm his fury.

"HOLD YOUR TONGUE MARE!" He snapped, his jaw snarling at her and his nose wrinkled. The horn upon his nose moved a little with his rage, how dare anyone compare him to such a pathetic creature. HIM! Gishoni! "I BE NO CAT!" He snapped his jaw towards her for a moment in warning, his teeth on show as if to convince her that he would not hesitate to bite if provoked further.

She had asked about his skills, and although the anger bubbled like an untamable fire within his soul he contemplated the question, the truth was no true master revealed his tricks for the sake of a question, other means would have to be taken to uncover his secrets. A low growl escaped his lips as he looked at her.

He took a step closer.

Then another.

Her body looked fragile enough in comparison, easily pieced and flung into the air he predicted. Or perhaps she would surprise him. His jaw remained snarled with anger as his eyes examined her form once more.

Another step. He was so close he could smell her  

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A savage fire ignited in her achromatic eyes, burning freely and with a passion that belied thunderous assent.

Her pointed tongue slithered out from behind ivory canines, the pertinent gesture ending as she applied pressure with her staunch jaw and cradled the fleshy appendage between her polished teeth.

She held the pose for a few moments, to ensure that the keen action was not missed by the riled stallion.

Despite his livid acceleration towards abandoned egoism - a prideful creature to be sure, but then he truly possessed virtues to be proud of - she held her ground. Her hooves rooted firmly to the ground, she ruffled her wings lightly, a silent reminder of her avian dexterity.

"What else am I to call you, when no name has been offered?"

Hypocrisy was a term best reserved for those who lack the will to back up their claims.

She kept her movements slow, subtle- but nonetheless they held a certain air of scheming tenacity.

She crossed the short distance that separated them- barely a two-legged's hand span-and quirked her stellar features to one side, calmly daring him to act on his threat.

Impudent? Not quite. She kept a respectful distant from his overlarge canines, somehow managing to maintain their proximity without putting herself in inescapable danger.  

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He was impressed by her movements, she seemed to not allow his method of intimidation to overwhelm her, risking to be in close to his body although it dwarfed her own slight. Gishoni had always been a very large creature, something he used to his advantage. Overwhelm, overpower, destroy. That was the game he played usually. Yet at this moment that was not his objective.

She was teasing him. Games of name and distance. "Gishoni" he hissed through his still snarled teeth. Daring not to open them until he knew he was in control.... he did not wish to damage her, not one with such potential.

His rage faded slightly but he was still curious as to her reactions, he eyes her, taking in her venomous scent some more. It was too strong to ignore in such close proximity, he did not resist. Nor did he hide the fact.

He wanted to claim her, leave a mark.

His teeth gleamed as he opened his mouth, the snarl disfigured into a mangled smile. He did not wish to disfigure her, more test her. Eyes still wandering he found his target spot, her rump, and with that snap decision came his actions. Swift and instant. He plunged his head forward, closer and closer by the second to her rump, mouth opened wide ready to take a bite. Curious to her taste. His eyes flickered darker red, glowing, menacing. The mark of his evil soul.  

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She peered up at him from beneath her lashes, a deceptively coy gesture that had mislead many a simple-minded stallion.

Gishoni...? Pleasing syllables- harmonious sounds to roll of the tongue, sensuous sibilant and yet oh so harsh. She approved.

Observing his careful restraint, she made a low noise deep in her throat. Was it a serpentine purr, a warning, or something more?

With acute anticipation marred by subtle curiousity, she waited until she felt the menacing touch of his wicked maw upon her smooth flank, waited until her flesh tore- yielding easily to his honed fangs- and then, with a rapid slither, slid just out of reach. She twisted, turning to face the behemoth once more.

Fully alert It was not a deep wound, more a shallow cut- his teeth had not penetrated far. But it was enough for him to obtain a tantalizing taste of her life's blood- let him savor it.

A little taste- no more.

An answering smile meandered across her draconian lips as she drifted closer, so close she could feel the warmth of his breath.

"How does Valkyrie taste?"  

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It happened so quickly, but Gishoni's eyes recorded every detail. Her movements, it was clear she knew his intention but made no effort to move. Interesting, only when the ruby jewels started to slowly drip down his fangs did she move. He allowed it. Licking his lips and teeth with anticipated, but ignoring his larger fangs so that her blood continued to cling and drip into pools on the floor. A shame to waste, but he imagined the looked was more interesting.

His eyes shimmered back to a bright red colour, the taste of her blood ran sleekly down his throat. It was delicious, tantilising, he wanted more. Perhaps that was her intention.

Then she spoke, disrupting his contemplating, his imagination as he feasted from her again and again to his delight. Valkyrie? Obviously it was her name but she had spoke it not till that moment. It was strange, sharp and tangy but with a sweet after taste just like her blood. It suited.

He licked his lips for effect once more. "Appetizing" was the one word he spoke, moving towards her again, slowly, slower than before. Each movement deliberate. He wanted more but he would resist. You could not rush a good thing. When he was as close as he dared he whispered the rest of his response, He let out a low grumble in his throat, it was more playful than intimidating.He was curious about her, more curious in that instant than ever before. She had caught his attention.  

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She traced the path her crimson blood made as it drizzled onto the floor, her smile deepening when she looked back up to see the fire in his eyes.

Well, at least he had good taste.

She monitored his reaction, carefully calculating whether or not he spoke true... but then, why lie?

"Saaweetessst ambrosssia." She responded, playing with the tone of her voice as she let out a gentle shudder of pleasure. "Most ssstallionsss lack the... will... to withdraw." Her gaze drifted lower as she suppressed the sudden urge to lick the last droplets of blood from his savage features. That just wouldn't do.

Her shallow wound twinged slightly as she shifted, a gentle swaying motion that brought her ever closer. She welcomed it; here was one worthy of marring her luxurious coat... not that there would be much of a scar.

"Have you... children?" Were there more like him out there? Or was he one of a kind, a rare gem that she simply could not let escape her provocative grasp?  

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Her response, sent a shiver of pleasure down his spine. The hissing sound was very attractive he allowed his tongue to touch the already drying blood on his long fang, tasting it once more, savoring the sensation. He reminded her as her words had finished leaving her lips, "I am NOT most stallions." This was something Gishoni was proud of. He pretended to be nothing other than what he was.

As she moved closer he took in her scent once more, the venomous smell was now mixed with the delicate aroma of blood. He was helpless in that instant, completely under her spell, yet behind his eyes shimmered his power and self. He could leave if he wanted. He could attack again and take what he desired. But HE wanted to wait. Savour this victory.

"Children..." He began, in a way it was a sensitive subject lately, he longed to carry on his bloodline but only with a worthy mare. He would not settle for second best, a mere carrier like some, no. He wanted to add to his superior genes. Make them better, if that was at all possible. "...not yet at least." She was so close that he allowed his tongue to leave his teeth once more and lick her cheek, almost as an invitation. "You?" He continued to watch her, fascinated by her eye move and flicker of spirit.