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Introductory Post:

Okay, basically this is a private RP for Dragon (myself), Ronso and Were. The setting is the Outrider's beach area, and the wolves said to be involved thus far are:

-Rage
-Arguin
--Daemon
--Logan


*Cellen
*Cael

+Amelie
+Phib

Those thus far. Basically this RP involves Rage, part of her past coming back to haunt her, and the introduction of a new wolf to the woods.

Now onto the Uber RP! ninja

Also note, so there is no confusion over post order, if you wish to make a post next, to lessen confusion, just snag the post with a smiley. Then go back and edit, so everyone knows your making a post. ^_^

"Come on Cellen! We're going to be late!" A yip resounded with a hint of annoyance as the young pup nipped on the tattered ear of the lazy, punk wolf. Cael had been waiting since the suns rays had first been casted to roam about by the ocean shorline, admiring the surf and, of course, playing a few games with Cellen and Rage.

Ever since the strange, brown wolf whose tongue was slick with a rather unique accent and his hide drapped with the angelic-bloody wing, the young pup had constantly found himself drawn to the newcomber and had begun looking up to him as an older brother. Cellen and Cael had, to say the least, become inseperable.

"Rage is probably already there!" He stammered as he shifted his paws anxiously within the sand, vibrant green eyes reflecting a yearning to finally depart back towards the beach.

A low rumble emitted from the chest of the brown wolf as his maw stretched open in a wide yawn. It was too early! His eyes lazily flickered open as he shifted his head to the side and swished his crimson hair away from his right eye. "Alright, alright, I'm up!" He mumbled as he staggered to his paws. Shaking off his fur as he sunk down to his stomach, forepaws stretching outwards as he loosened his stiff muscles and the aches, Cellen rolled his eyes and chuckled. "Let's not stir a kerfuffle, mate. Everyone else is probably asleep." He whispered in a softened tone as his cerulean orbs glanced 'round about. He still was rather unfamiliar with each packmembers sleeping habits and the "usual routine" of packlife but, so far, he was getting the hang of it. Or at least he believed so.

As his metal ridden ears flickered, the punk wolf grinned as he began stiff-leggedly padding towards the shoreline. "Comin' Cael?"

With ears perked upwards and a broad smile spread wide across his maw, the black and purple pup leapt in full bounding strides. "Hey! Cellen wait!" Laughing as his tail swayed merrily behind him, Cael romped aside his "older brother" and set his sights upon the shoreline.

It wasn't too far away but a good enough distance that would take several minutes to reach. If it wasn't for the sand that engulfed ones paws making it impossible to step through, the journey towards the shoreline would be fairly easy. But it was the heat and the unknown depths of the sands that always threw them off their balance and made the trek a bit tumultious.

Dragging and picking up his paws, Cellen gritted his teeth as the gritty, foreign texture seeped into his paws and matted within his fur. Oh, how he hated the sand! Yet it was the boundary that surrounded the ocean and he couldn't let that stop him!

As for Cael, he was merrily bounding aside the punk wolf with the same grin as he traversed through the sands. His green orbs wandered off into the distance and slowly trailed towards the right. His ears perked upwards as he looked upon two figures within the distance. As a passing breeze drifted a familiar scent, his tail swayed estatically. "I see Rage! She's over there!" He yipped with exhilaration as he began tumbling and leaping through the sands.

"Come on Cellen!"

While his mind was musing and rambling with thoughts and recolletions of what his tasks were for the day, Cellen had barely even paid attention to what the young pup had exclaimed. Glancing up as he caught sight of Cael running towards someplace with utter thrill, the brown wolf knitted his brows in confusion.

"Cael? Cael! Where are you-" his eyes trailed from the pup towards the distance where the two sillouhettes stood. Tilting his head slightly, Cellen began racing after the small pup. But the sudden chase had ceased as they came within several feet away from the scene.

The black and purple hued pup had abruptly yeilded in his steps as he looked upon Rage with a slightly horrifed expression. His body stiffened as his eyes looked upon his female friend and the strange blue wolf who stood in front of her, speaking and, what it appeared to be, preparing to take her away.

Away from him? Forever?

Turning abruptly around, Cael looked towards Cellen with a mortified look drawn upon his maw. "Who is that blue wolf? Why is he with Rage?" He whispered in a hoarse tone, ears falling back slightly as he glanced back towards the scene.

Cellen stood with his ears perked upwards and his curled tail swaying irritatedly behind him. Of what speech he had come across, he didn't like the looks of the situation before him. What did this strange newcomber want with Rage? And why was he intimidating her?

He did not like the looks of this at all.

"I don't know, mate. But we've better think quick or we might find out," he replied with the same whisper, his ears flickering with discomfort as he rumbled, small hackles sounding within his chest. "Stay back, Cael. If you have a chance to aid Rage, then take it."

Stepping forwards as his ears pinned back, the punk wolf approached behind the foreign wolf as deep, throat-hackles sounded in warning. He had never seen this wolf before and a strange, stomach-twisting sensation was knotting within him. Whatever would happen, he wouldn't let this stranger take Rage nor inflict any harm to her or Cael.

"Don't even think about layin' a paw on her," he snarled as his teeth bared, flashing in dire warning as his fur bristled upon his back. Standing with bold courage and steadfast, Cellen's cerulean orbs locked onto the strange wolf as he readied himself for whatever was to come.

Metal ridden and tattered ears pinned back, folding against his skull as lips pulled back displaying his fangs. The one before him, that strange blue wolf, was a shadey character and for him to think that Cellen would depart with his tail between his legs was absurd! The punk wolf wasn't going to back down so easily...no- he'd fight! Whatever the cost to get Rage away from that manky wolf, Cellen would see to it that he would go to any lengths.

He wasn't going to stand down.

"When you're dealing with a packmember then it becomes my affair," he spat as his cocked his head to the side, cerulean orbs becoming icy and cold as he stepped forwards. A rather amused chuckle sounded from the depths of the brown wolfs throat as he began padding stiff-leggedly to the side.

"Protecting the pack is my purpose! Blood and Sand! You'd best leg it and leave the pup alone, mate, or you'll be dealin' with a miffed blood bath!"

His wolfish veins coursed with newfound adrenaline; surging and wallowing within his blood as his muscles tensed, each step, each movement was being meditated and accounted for what to expect and what to anticipate. He wasn't knew to the sport of fighting, no- Cellen knew all too well of how to execute tactical manuvers and how to deal a powerful, thrasing blows that would cause an opponent to wallow in shambles. Though he had repressed such desires and had skived the motives before (nor had he really even told anyone of his "blackened" background") now was the time.

From the sidelines as the tensions rose between the foreign wolf and Cellen, Cael kept his green eyes upon Rage as a soft whine cried out from his chest. He wanted to be with her! But, by the looks of it, the opposing male was blocking any means or way of reaching her. His ears fell back as his tail curled underneath his legs. He was trying to be brave but it was hard to conjure his courage. It felt as if his whole body was being restraint; emotions surging and swallowing him as he watched helplessly, watching as she remained intimidated and...afraid. What did the wolf want with her? Cellen had to do something! Anything! He could save Rage, couldn't he?

If anyone could...Cellen can, he thought as he glanced towards the large, brown wolf.

The strange, accented wolf had always stood side by side the young pup as both shared a brotherly bond. Cellen had come to know all too well of how much Rage ment to him and how deeply rooted their friendship was. Cael held faith and true to the belief that the punk wolf wouldn't back down. As the head guard of Phibs' pack, Cellen would be held accountable to the safety of every wolf.

And now, it was time for the young adult to defend a fellow packmember; to rescue Rage from the aggro wolf.

As his ears drew upwards, Cael peered back towards Rage with softened eyes. "Rage!" He howled somewhat in a small chorus, crying in sympathy and determination in letting her know that he was here; that she wasn't alone in this confrentation.

With his tail arching behind him, bristled and feathered as he lowere his head and casted out hackles with a malignant, twisted smile of his own, Cellen sneered. "And miss the fun of [brawlin' with a hacky wolf? Come on hard-a**! You want a hardcore challenge? Then come on! I'll give you a hit for six!"

Arguin grinned and was currently loving the situation at hand. Though this other brown wolf thought otherwise, Arguin had something he didn't... But the blue pelted wolf noticed the strange markings upon the brown wolf, wings blooded on his back...interesting...

His words were harsh, he seemed so confident, "But he doesn't realize a thing" Arguin mused in his mind as he switched his position, practically pushing Rage farther into the cold water. The pup seemed to have a liking for Rage...poor soul, if the child only knew what Rage was to become...pity. But this gave Arguin an advantage,
"So confident and reckless you seem mutt..." noticing the curled tail,
"You may have brute strength and intelligence such as I have as well, but I have acquired something you don't have..."

Arguin grinned in Cael's direction, he seemed like a demon on earth with his smile, as Arguin took a step back, his paws almost brushing up against Rage's side as she flinched and curled up as much as possible, shaking now, she was afraid,
"I have the only bargaining chip here...if you don't want her to be hurt... I expect you to take a step back sir..."

Her body was shaking, and her heart was aching now, beating rapidly and unsteadily, it made it hard for her to take deep breaths, she felt like she was drifting away from reality and had fallen into a nightmare...a nightmare she so desperately wanted to wake up from.

How could she tell Cael who this wolf was, and the other wolf that stood alongside Cael...he wouldn't understand at first would he? But she could try. She raised her head just enough to peer over her forearms,
"Cae-"
"Silence!" his voice tore through her as she nestled her head back down, staring up at cold slate eyes that seemed to pierce her being. "If you don't want anything to happen to your friend...I advise you to keep quiet...and do what I say...understand?" She didn't answer, she was trying to not hear him, "DO YOU!?" she whimpered and flinched at the harsh tone of his voice. How could she get away from this...away from him. She was practically sinking into the ocean as it was.

Soon it seemed it would be time to reveal to Rage what she was, but how, and how to make it seem like a sin and a disease to these others so that they would leave him be to his affairs...Arguin needed to acquire the possession of Rage...he then thought of an idea...to make her feel as she wasn't welcome...that she would hurt them all..yes...if he had to, Arguin would say it...

"See what you've done...got yourself in a corner I see...why can't you just accept it and listen!?" that voice again...not now, please not now.

"Please....someone...make it all go away please..." she cried in her mind, she didn't see a way out of this, and the voice that spoke to her she was still confused by...she didn't believe the words...she didn't trust them. She did not even know what it was!

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Hackling as his grows drew more persistant, Cellen could feel his entire body feeling as if his fury was making it convulse in a minor way; muscles twitching as he witheld yearning to lunge at the wolfs throat, lodging his fangs to piece and gnash upon the blue wolfs neck and slitting it open, tasting the bitter sweet liquid to ooze within his mouth and its warmth to soothe the raging beast within him.

But he would have to contain these desires...

His thoughts suddenly diverted and lost its presistance as a familiar, deep voice broke through the chaos. Perking his ears upwards as his jaw slackened with curiosity, Cellen's cerulean orbs trailed to where the two newcombers to the scene stood. A sigh of relief escaped from his maw as a smirk curled about his maw. It was Phib and Amelie!

As his eyes darted from the Alpha back towards Arguin with a malignant grin, he lowered his head in respect to both Phib and Amelie. "Ah, Marras'! Phib! Amelie! It's rather blinding that you're here! And just in time," he remarked with a nonchalant smile. "We seem to be in a bit of a beastly situation. That manky, hacky wolf is talkin' nothing but blag and is gonna kill Cael's bezzy mate!" He informed as he glanced back in the direction of Rage and the blue toned wolf; icy, cerulean eyes a blaze with a gleam of spite abiding within them.

Shifting himself as he could feel some strange and foreign sensation within him building up within him, Cael hackled as he flashed his teeth. "You won't think it's so funny when my jaws one day will be wrapped around your neck," he spat as his ears flickered. But, a few moments after, he blinked a few times and stood silent.

What- what was happening to him? Did he really say that? Shaking his head as a newfound sensation was unleashed within him, Cael stood aside Cellen as they kept their orbs locked upon the heartless wolf and his captive.

Cellen gritted his teeth and stifled a growl as he watched Arguin block Rage's attempt to flee towards Phib, sentencing her to wade chest deep within the oceans depths. Thrashing his head around as his crimson hair furled about in a jagged array, the brown wolf rumbled with aggitation as the blag began spilling for the from the villanious wolfs maw.

A sin?

The hackles that he had attempted to withold broke loose once again, resounding with greath vigor and depth as he shot a fierce glare in the direction of Arugin.

"No wolf is born a sin!" He snapped as his tail arched up higher, its curl tightening as it wafted within the air. "It's only through the eyes of others that the blag transforms into bloody barmy!" Breaching upwards as he staggerd upon his hind legs, Cellen came crashing down back onto all fours as he threw his shoulders down, centering himself with Arguin as his posture was taunt; ready to send the punk into leaping strides with outstretched claws and awaiting fangs.

"You speak of sins as if they were delicate and saturated by hell But you know nothing of what "sins" are!"

This was beginning to get out of hand, this black wolf was obviously the alpha of these lands...s**t. He should've just picked her up and ran off, the words of Cellen and Phib were bothering him, the child too. If only they knew, if only,

"Sins can be anything my friend..." directed towards Cellen, his voice with agitation. "None of you know what was thought of as a sin in her home....our home, so how could either of you possibly understand?" Traditions were different in different packs, valleys and areas, why did they seem to be so blind.

Unknown to everyone at the scene though, an internal battle was raging with Arguin, two wolves chained in one, one breaking free from the darkness, the other, imprisoned in the chains of light that bound him to his soul. The image of another wolf yet appeared in Arguin's mind, gray it was...neither side of his mind or heart, a leech that had gave his darker disease power...cold white eyes...and markings of black painting the gray pelt with sin. Growl omitted from both side, both wolves chained in mind, as the darker half was slowly breaking free, the light, trying to suppress him...but failing miserably."I don't mean to do this..." "Silence."

Rage was practically sinking in the water, trying to stand on the stones beneath her paws made them slip, she desperately clawed at the stones ahead of her but she could feel herself begin to drift. Amelie voice touched her mind, her heartbeat calmed somewhat, but the feeling within her was growing...she did not know what it was.

"Listen to me..." "No." "I'm not here to hurt you...to hurt her..." it spoke to Amelie, the voice confused Rage, more so then before. She felt a hate towards Arguin, speaking so lowly to Phib and Cael like they were nothing...if only she was bigger...if only she was stronger...

...if only she had control...

Arguin continued his onslaught of trying to knock sense into these two, Phib indeed seem to know a lot more than Arguin realized...perhaps he should pick the child up within his maw...then what could they do? Nothing. They would end up harming Rage in their attempt to save her and get to his throat. He smirked and looked at the wolves before him, still shielding Rage away from them, did they really think he would kill her? Pity, if only they knew the truth...

"Do you really want to know why she is a sin? Why she ran away to this area... do you know the true story?" he peered towards Rage who know had a horrified look on her face...no, he couldn't...please no, "Or has she forgotten to tell the truth?"

Perfect, he could tell them the truth behind this child, her sins..what she was to become and everything all at once.

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