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 Posted: Tue Dec 28, 2010 10:08 am
 The howls and cries of the night were heard far and wide, begging the question of man or beast. Shrill calls into an empty, dark sky reigned supreme over the usual quiet…If one was not the wiser, they would have assumed a murder was afoot.
And perhaps a murder was what should have been, or at least that was what the creature who wailed thought. Her legs were weak from the kicks and strains of the act, head and neck limp against the cool earth—welcoming its touch, like the sweet embrace of death. And oh, how she wanted to wrap her body around death. How she wanted to envelop herself in every blink, hoping that the darkness would swallow the pain and leave her in the state she had been weeks ago. But only few were that lucky, and it was apparent that this girl would survive the pregnancy indefinitely.
She remains a strong, sturdy wolf who is still young and able enough to be bent with elastic repercussions. Even when innards spread out beneath her fur and left thick tufts of it damp and reddened, even if the soreness of her body pushing and pushing made the females eyes roll with dread—Eradinel would, regrettably, persevere. But how had this all begun? How had she been so feeble-minded as to let the male, who she could not see before her in the moment, take advantage of her virgin frame. She, the daughter of an infamous killer…she, the one who made mincemeat of his name. Eradinel made herself sick. Eradinel—who was that anymore?
She was now in the form of two pups, squirming about in search of food. Their squeals mimicked her own, not as horrifying perhaps but loud and obnoxious all the same and when she nosed them toward her belly; the sounds did not cease to be made. They bit down hard with their gums, harder than she could have ever imagined and as they feasted, she winced. Devil children, they were, spawned by the devil himself.
Where had he gone off to anyway…
Eradinel eyed the youth questionably, hating them the moment they slipped from their hold within her and plopped into reality. They were so small and frail. The way their mouths opened only a few inches wide…their bodies not yet plumped by mother’s milk.
She could not kill him, but them…his brood, she could do…anything with.
Taking her long snout and urging her fatigued body to move in an awkward fashion, Eradinel snatched the female up in her jaws and held it gently for a moment. He did this; he made this, not me! One pup had already died, he was not around to see its corpse be devoured; she could get away with it. Just as she had with her father, the female could easily snap the necks of the pups, whose bones were like jelly anyway, and say their voyage out had been…risky, treacherous, and deadly.
Within her teeth the young female squirmed and cried, wiggling her legs in a doggy-paddle fashion. One of her paws nicked Era’s maw, startling the mother who had been preparing to squeeze the youth between them. “Shtop” She mumbled…but the pup did it again, and again, tiny nails puncturing tiny holes into her snout. The female was feisty, knowing exactly what it wanted and not stopping until it got there. Eradinel felt a twinge of guilt and saw a short glimpse of what the future would hold in the same moment.
Would she be doing herself a favor by letting the puppy live? Old age would come soon, and although she did not favor the male she bred with OR his genes…she had to accept that she too took part in the process, and so the wolves were of her genes as well. Perhaps letting them live would not be such a terrible thing. Dropping the pup from a short distance, she nudged it back to the teat and craned her neck to search the surroundings.
If she aimed to keep the pups under her watch, with her morals and guidance being their only upbringing, she would have to rid them of their father first…
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Posted: Wed Dec 29, 2010 8:38 am
It had been weeks since he had his romp with the female that he had always lusted after. He hadnt been able to contain himself, though he had always been quite shocked that she had given into him. Eradinel, the murderess, the slayer of her father.. and the beautiful. Constantine had met many females that had made his loins burn with the desire of being able to get to them. But Era.. She was something different. Coming from his old pack, she was familiar, someone he knew the ticks of. She wasnt afraid to kill, but she wasnt afraid to run if she had to either.
His ears perked on the top of his head and he listened to the song that was being sung through the night. To anyone else it sounded like murder.. to the wolf himself, it was music to his ears. It was Era's howl.. not that she was howling to him, but she was in pain. It was time. He grinned madly. His pups were to be born. Heirs to his throne. He stood a bit taller, though he began heading in the direction.
She may have wanted to kill him, and often, but the male was a very large male, and he wasnt old as her father had been. She wouldnt stand a chance. Sure she would do a good bit of damage, but in the end she would fall to his jaws. He knew she knew it, and thats why she hadnt killed him for knocking her up. It filled him with more pride, as if his ego could really grow any larger.
The ebony male hardly stuck out from the darkness, but his glowing red eyes were seen easily. He looked like the monster out of the story books. Red eyes shining in the darkness, as if it knew the secret that you did not.
He didnt want her to know he was coming..In fact he wanted to see for himself, just what kind of heirs Era produced. Hopefully they were good and strong, otherwise he would have to have her killed.. He would make sure all his children knew those values as well. Tsunami had given him strong, and healthy pups, though he had always vowed to keep that from Era. He may have gotten around, but Tsu's pups, they had been a fluke. She was one female his loins had desired, and she was one female they got.
When he approached her grounds of where she was birthing the pups, he stopped. If she looked, she would see his eyes, but she was preoccupied, as any new mother should be. He had seen her scarf down the one pup, and his nose wrinkled in distaste. That b***h.. she was going to kill all his pups wasnt she? She hated him that much? Had she wanted someone weaker to come and impregnate her? Surely she wasnt that stupid.
When the other pup was lifted in her jaws, he watched it fight against her. Pushing at her muzzle. He smelled blood, and noticed a trickle fall down Era's muzzle. His eyes followed that red trail, until she dropped the pup and it went to nurse.
He had made strong, healthy heirs.. and Era, she would continue to help him..
For now though, he would deal with her cannibilistic ways.
"So eating puppies is what gets you off now?" He asked, his voice holding a tone of malice.
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Posted: Fri Dec 31, 2010 1:25 am
And so it would begin.
Rolling her head on its own axis, making what was a natural movement look unnerving, the female snarled low...but seemed to welcome a bit of malice to the table with ghoulish delight. "It was repulsive, but I should have known...She was of your filthy blood."
"But, it was dead anyway if you hadn't noticed." She did not need to justify her actions, and by the way her face contorted it seemed she regretted doing so immediately...but the words came out like the rush of water bursting through a dam. There was no stopping them or the guilt that rose, just barely felt after the male spoke.
A pause followed, her slit gaze settling on the puppies. Oh, how she wanted to break the males pride! He had always been a cocky one but this--this must have sent him over the top! Winning the female who had once been the sacred creature of their pack. The female whose corpse should have belonged to no man unless she willed it so!...How she wanted to continue to rip into the fleshy things suckling at her gut, whimpering for no reason but to whimper...They may be strong of physic, but would they be just as strong mentally? She hoped, for their sake, that the future would be to her liking.
Drawing one paw in toward her chest while simultaneously leaning more weight on the other crooked elbow, Eradinel glanced up at her 'mate'. Giving another deep-throated growl that rattled within her and even seemed to tamper with the pups feast, the wolf rounded off her muzzle with her tongue to clean off whatever sopping blood was left, before gritting her teeth.
"So confident you are, mongrel, but I will show you what it feels like to be dropped to your knees." Glancing at the pups, she grinned. "It is my trademark, don't you know...in time."
((Forgot to add her color text X-X Fail))
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