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 Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 9:41 am
How long had she been wandering the silver pelted femme was not sure. It felt like years since she had left home after everything that had happened. So many losses, not many gains. The only true thing that kept her going was the will to survive, and the hopes of finding her literal sister, Noir. But that seemed almost impossible, the blue-eyes female felt like she was the lone survivor of the whole ordeal.
Now her paws had taken her here, exactly where she was not sure, a funny salt smell touching her nose, having her ears fold back in consideration of where she wandered. Towards the sea, or ocean? She had heard stories, but never saw it for herself. Born and raised in a mountain valley, the biggest water source she saw was a grand lake in the center of her home of the past.
Her tail was hung low, not swaying with the wind as she padded along through the shrubs and undergrowth, where was she? She hadn't seen any other wolves to ask them, she wasn't sure where she was, if she had wandered into a threatening environment, the only thing that kept her going was hope.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 9:54 am
As the ocean breeze and the pungent smell of the sea lingered within the air, the young punk wolf padded stiff-leggedly within the vicenity of the packland borders with ears pricked upwards, shifting and intaking every sound that erupted against the roaring surf. Shaking his head, the brown curly-tailed wolf let his tapered, crimson hair drape over his right eye as a small sigh escaped from his maw.
"It's quiet today," he mused with his typical, thick british accent as he knitted his brows and pressed onwards towards the slight, rocky incline that drew a barrier around the surf tumultious tides.
But somewhat masked within the scent of salt and sea, there was another scent that was making its debue; there was another wolf present.
Turning his head towards the upper ridge where the thickets and trees resided just before the once lush grassland would transform into a desert of scorching sands and grainy sensations, Cellen's ears fell back as he began lunging into swift strides across the sand, paws and nails clenching upon rocks as he launched himself upwards upon the ridgeside.
Cerulean orbs trailed to where the shadow of the newcomber began to come into view but the fear of danger dissapated as he looked upon the unfamiliar wolf.
Sadness, remorse...lost.
From looking upon the unknown being, Cellen could only gather that the individual was a passing vagabond; unaware that he or she was traveling upon a pack territory. Knitting his brows as his curled tail swaggered behind him, the brown wolf drew closer towards the thickets and lush vegetation that divided their territory from that of the woods and other wolves.
"Afty," he called out as, truthfully, early afternoon was slowly dawning upon them. "Can I be of assistance, mate?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:02 am
Continuing on in hopes of finding fresh clean water and somehting to eat, she was starving. She couldn't remember the last time she ate a good meal, or slept a decent time, everything had changed. But her hope was strong, on ehr way here, she could've sworn she caught teh scent of Noir, somewhere, but it had gotten dispesred among teh salted air. Seemed that hope was lost...
Then he came.
Nix tilted her head at him, seeing him from afar, he wasn't that close, but spoke to her anyway, she ducked her head down, her tail still low, now swaying or anything, was he friend or foe? She couldn't defend herself here, this wolf would have the advantage. She was stuck.
But he didn't charge, didn't attack, just spoke to her. Mate? What kind of lingo was that? She just met him for pete's sake and he wanted to be mates! Well...it depended, if he was cute or not...
Bad Nix! What would Noir say...
Nix was an odd character, none the less she found enough courage to pad up to this other wolf, male no doubt, slowly she did. Once she was about 3 feet from him, she could see his pelt color, the streaked red tuft upon his head, and cerulean eyes...those eyes, they were enticing. She felt hypnotized by them, her own ice blue eyes meeting his she spoke softly,
"Have I wandered too far? I'm sorry...I've just been....looking for-" she stopped, what if this wolf was just pretending to be nice, and was actually a foe. She wasn't sure what to do, so she stopped, striped ears flat against her skull.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:21 am
His softened, cerulean orbs glided with her movement; watching as the unknown figure trailed from out of the shadows and....
It was a female.
Cellen's heart suddenly felt as if it skipped a beat as his body jolted slightly when she spoke. Such a sofft voice, soothing and cautious as the sensation of uncertainty and slight alarm still lingered about her. A warm smile trailed across his maw as he padded closer towards the silver and black pelted female.
"Well, it depends on where you're headed. Say if you're a bit hot to trot and you're lookin' to roam somewhere new or just wantin' to have a dekko at what's around or...you're just leggin' away from the past."
His shoulders slumped slightly as his curled tail behind him arched slightly as he chuckled softly. "That's how I found myself here...no one can run forever."
The young male took several steps closer and tilted his head to the side slightly. Why was she out here? Running away, perhaps? Lately he had seen to much of individuals running away and fighting for their own beliefs but, to him, it was like looking upon himself and the haunting past. The recollections still tormented his dreams and his countenance.
But when would the torcher end?
He shook his head as his crimson hair swayed past his right eye, sweeping and waving back in place. For now, he'd have to put those feelings aside or at least for now.
"You're on the borders of Phib's packlands as of now but don't fear being dealt a hit for six or whatnot because you're safe and I'd never intentionally harm anyone without reason or orders." Smiling as he only hoped that he could reassure he that he was harmless while, truthfully, he was more a sweet talker to the laides, Cellen peered up into her own icy orbs.
"Names Cellen, Head Guard of these packlands. And who might you be, miss?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:28 am
Nix felt frozen by his movements, speech and eyes. The way he moved, it flowed, his voice flowed off his tongue and into her ears so calmly in a voice she'd never heard before, it made a shiver run down her spine. Though she couldn't understand several things he said, it all sounded right to her. Soon he stated his name, Cellen, never heard that name before...she liked it.
She smiled softly at him, her tail swaying slightly, not much yet, but he said he was no threat,. and for some strange reason, she believed him, whole-heartedly.
"You can try....to run forever..." she said softly, "but it will catch up with you one day...so I've been told..." She glanced down at teh ground for a moment, remembering her past in the blink of an eye, and then her ice blue hues met his again, they truly captivated her where she stood. "I'm sorry for intruding Cellen," she liked how that flowed off her tongue, "I've just been...looking for a place to stay...and my sister..." she figured saying literal sister wouldn't make much sense. Noir was as much a sister to her then anyone, and Nix cursed her memory for letting Noir's real name pass from her mind. Even her image was vague, and it pained Nix.
"I'm Nix..." she said with a smile, then it almost seemed like a girn as she glanced over him, he did seem strong, and his tail...she hadn't seen one like that before, "You seem to fit the part...head guard that is, strong you seem..." she felt like if she wanted to levae, she couldn't, like Cellen had a magnetism about his aura, that drew her in, and wouldn't let her go. Strangely, she didn't want to let go.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:47 am
The brown wolf nodded his head as a solemn smile crept upon his maw. "You can think you can skive the past but, in the end, it will deliver a hit for six and the horlicks you ran away from turn to shambles." His brown and metal ridden ears perked upwards at the mention that she was looking for somewhere to belong and for...someone. His brows knitted together as thoughts bombarded his train of thought.
He could help...somehow, he could at least help her.
But when she spoke her name, the young punk wolf let a wide grin spread across his maw as strange sensations coarsed through his wolfish veins and surged strength and affection.
"Nix," he remarked as he was rather taking a liking to her name. "A beautiful name." He almost blushed as she spoke kind to him, her comments making his ears fall back in slight embarassment while his sweet talk was urging him to say something and not let him get away with being dumbfounded. "Strong? Well, Marra, I'm no airy-fairy wolf and if you're lookin' for protection then you stumbled across the right wolf."
Letting a more devious grin about his maw, the brown wolf chuckled softly as he settled down upon his haunches and let his curled tail swagger behind him with upmost satisfaction.
A sudden thought crossed his mind when a rather serious expression drew upon his face, although the same warm smile still inhabited his maw. "Then stay here..." he replied as he looked into her orbs. "Forget the hang-ups and stay...here..."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 10:54 am
Nix eye's never left his as he spoke, his odd lingo made her feel...well, she couldn't explain it. It was a different feeling, one that she had never felt before, never experienced before, she didn't know what to do. She was nervous, fearful even of these feelings, towards him, so fast they approached ehr being and lingered there, never fleeting, he was doing this to her. Yet she had met Cellen mere moments before, but she wanted to stay.
When he told her she could, she nearly pounced on him with anticipation and thanks...
She'd have a home? A new home? What would Noir think...leaving the REAL home behind, not going back, staying here. Would Noir have liked it here? WOuld she have found someone like Cellen here? Probably not, Nix knew she was the more forward of the two, she knew that now most definitely, with her newfound attraction to Cellen.
So quickly she had felt this...
A rising heat within her she coulnd't stop, and couldn't bear to lose. She wanted to keep this feeling, was it a crush? No. It had to be more. She never knew the extent of liking someone else was, feeling for another, was that what she was feeling now? What to do, what to say to him? Would he think her crazy and leave?
Her ears folded back in ablush when he said her name was beautiful, made her blush really. "Protection?" she asked with a whily smile, almost smirk upon her face as she padded over to him. Her side brushing against him as she turned and sat down next to him, within inches of him. "What would I need protection from?" she asked softly, cooly, calmly. Now she nearly whispered into his ear, these feelings within her taking the lead, "If I stayed...would you protect me?"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:18 am
He had only glanced towards the side momentarily until he suddenly felt a slight weight be thrown atop him unsuspectedly. Stammering with a sharp breath, the brown punker shot his gaze upwards only to look into the luring, icy orbs of the female; Nix. He chuckled as he breached upwards and wrapped his forepaws around her, rolling forwards slightly as he gnawed upon her ears with a tender sensation.
Oh, this was much more than his sudden "run-ins" that he so often endeavoured within.
No- no...this time he could feel such affection coarsing through his veins, taking his whole body by storm as he had managed to reverse the devious play and was now atop the black and siver hued female.
"Protection from the heartache, the letdown and the sorrow. Somehow, Marra, we know how it feels to be the last one standing and we both need savin'," he replied with a soft, soothing whisper as he drew his muzzle closer to hers and planted a delicate lick upon her nose. "If you stayed with me...I would protect you, no- I would save you."
Grinning as he took two steps back, his curled tail swayed with excitement. Glancing towards the waters edge, the brown wolf stretched out his forepaws and let his tattered, fallen angel back design come to her view as he crouched low. With little hesitation, the punk wolf suddenly bounded off and leapt past the rocky incline and staggered with hastened steps towards the ocean surf.
"Come on!" He howled wifth pure adrenaline as he drew towards the roaring waters and tides of the ocean.
Oh, this was much more than a chase! This was playful fun and, of course, a bit of mischief.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:24 am
Nix felt entranced by him, as his paw wrapped around her she felt safe, secure, warm...a heat she hadn't felt before but longed to feel forever with him. She smiled as him, and nuzzled him gently, affectionately. He must know what she was feeling, he was doing this to her, and she loved it...she was falling for him, head over paws, and she didn't want to stop.
His words to her only made the heat rise, making it almost unbearable, she wished for sweet releash from the heat and longing, wanted to stay with him. She wanted him to protect her, love her, save her. Yes, she wanted it all, she wanted him.
Then it seemed he flopped upon her, his weight upon her own, she smiled devilishly at him, her eyes connecting with his own, both swirling in the amounts of blue before her eyes. As he stood up and took two steps back, she frowned and whined softly, she wanted him to come back.
As he howled for her to follow him, she did so, standing up, and bolting after him, watching the ocean surf, it was nothing she had seen before. Where was he taking her? No. It didn't matter, she would know when they got there, together.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:42 am
His checker-banded paws swept across the sands as his cerulean orbs glanced back towards the female with a wide smile. She was a true prize, this one and Cellen would see to it that he would not lose her to another male or by a blundering howler.
Rummaging and romping within the ocean as the tide swept the cool waters to wave and lap against his paws, the brown curly-tailed wolf chuckled as he slid his forepaws out and crouched low; waiting in an enticing position as he sunk his stomach low within the waters of the sea.
He was waiting, waiting for the right moment to strike and catch her off-guard; they would run, tackle and play until he would run off again and lead her closer to his premeditated location, his small hideaway where few had ever ventured towards.
Swaying his tail with pure exhileration, Cellen howled again with drawn, excitement within his voice.
"Come on in!"
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 11:49 am
Nix romped forward, though it was hard on this ground. It shifted a lot more compared to the dirt floors she was accustomed too. The waves were inviting her, but not as inviting as Cellen seemed.
She liked him, possibly even loved him right now, hard to tell, she was never told what love was, she never experienced love or affection before, it was all new to her. Cellen would be hers, if another female approached him, she'd do something to grab Cellen's attention, brush up against him. Offer an inviting whine to escape off to a more isolated place.
Yes...she had plans just in case...
She was still nervousl, not knowing exactly where everything was going, she had a feeling in her abdomen, calling to her, perhaps she did know. Perhaps, she'd find out what it was like to be loved. She knew she had fallen for him, and him for her she hoped, she didn't want a fling, she wanted him, all of him. To get that, if she had to, she'd give all of herself to him, her heart adn soul if he wished for them.
She wanted him, she wanted him to want her...and she'd give himself to him...
As her paws met the water, it was cool, but comforting. He was crouched down, wonder why. SHe swayed her tail in a way that was sort of egging him on, to 'go ahead' with what he was planning, why he was crouching. She stepped into the water, the waves brushing against her body, she seemed caught by it, nad pulled towards Cellen by it.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:16 pm
Anticipation and a rush of emotions began taking his whole body hostage; instincts and the yearning for passion began overtaking him as the silver and black hued wolfess began drawing closer to him, each step bringing them together and letting them be with one another.
Cerulean eyes had locked onto her and, without an ounce of hesitation, the brown curly-tailed wolf sprung and launched himself atop of her; tumbling and rolling within the warm sands and becoming doused within the realm of the cool ocean waters.
Stumbling atop of her, Cellen smiled warmly and tugged at her right ear as his eyes, those softened cerulean eyes full of life and sensation, conveyed a silent yet understandable message to Nix.
Love. Passion. Affection.
It was sudden yet, at the same time, it felt so right!
Dipping his head low towards her, the brown wolf nuzzled her and planted a tender kiss upon her maw just as he drew his maw close to her ear and whispered softly.
"Follow me."
Leaping towards the side and from off of the wolfess, Cellen glanced back with a devious smile and, once again, revived the chase. The cool breeze ruffled and rippled his fur, surging chills of adrenaline and newfound energy began taking over his body as he darted towards the left and began rushing towards an outcropping of rocks, much like a small mountain, that overlooked the shoreline and most of the packlands.
In the eyes of a guard, it was much like a small, natural watchtower but, to Cellen, this was his hideaway; his home.
With paws and nails gripping hold of rocks and crevases, Cellen leapt and scaled the tumultious rockside following a small worn trail that had been corroded by waves and years of aging. When his paws finally began to trod upon even, flat rock faces, the brown wolf padded into a small cavern and waited.
Though it truly wasn't a real cave, the outcroppings of rocks overhead suited well and kept him safe from any undesirable intruder. But this was not the case.
He wanted Nix to join him.
Slinking onto his stomach, Cellen waited with intent and exhilaration.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:28 pm
Nix giggled and nuzzled him as they toppled over one another, Cellen being the strong boy he was, flopping down onto her again, she shifted under his weight, craning her nexk back she looked at him with affection within her icey eyes that seemed to soften and melt under his gaze.
In his eyes she could see that he was feeling the same thing she was...
Love, Passion, Affection, it was all there, she could see it in his eyes, and he wondered if he could see the same things in hers. She nuzzled him playfully, lovingly as he gave her a gentle lick. Her body almost trembling beneath his with anticipation and heat.
This was happening to her, and she couldn't believe it was real...
It felt so right, to be here with him, wallowing in the passion they both had. The passion she had never felt before, the heat she felt, that he caused, the things he made her feel. His whisper almost made her tremble, it was soft, yet loving, she could feel his breath caress her ear.
She watched as he stepped back now, and went off to a new area, rocky it was, but there had to be a hidden secret. For at one moment he was there, and then disappeared into the rocks...a cave? Perhaps, and looking over everything, romantic. Was this his home? Surely it had to be, it seemed perfect for someone like him....Cellen, in Nix's eyes, was perfect.
Nix slowly made her way up, following the path Cellen had seemed to take, it took her a few more moments though, the heat almost fogging her vision as she yearned to be with him, at his side, rolling in the waves as they did. She needed him.
Seeing the entrance she yipped, letting him know she was coming, she was, and she'd stay. Stepping up into the cavern she saw Cellen laying down, did she make him tired? Her tail was wagging with affection as she padded over to him and brushed against him, whining softly. Instincts were beginning to take over, and she didn't want to stop them.
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:40 pm
Brown, metal ears pricked upwards and shifted as a welcomed and highly anticipated yip broke the silence and echoed within the rocky enclosure. Ceruelan eyes watched as the wolfess padded slowly towards him and suddenly brushed up against him as low whines seeped out from her maw. The instincts that he had somewhat forgotten and had repressed for so long were begining to bubble to the surface and find their way into the males train of thought.
He belonged to Nix and, she, the wolftess belonged to him.
With such a tempting sensation and a shiver crawling upon his spine, the punk wolf arose to his feet and threw himself at her with awaiting paws and a rush of emotions.
Wrapping his paws around her as he toppled upon her, Cellen whined and rumbled softly as he nuzzled against her and gnawed upon her ears. His tounge graced upon her muzzle and nose as he planted countless kisses upon her, releasing himself to her and relaxing as he was fueling a more deeply rooted passion between them.
His curled tail swayed and wagged behind him as he continued loving upon her and feeling the warmth of their bodies collide. Such sensations, such deeply rooted feelings had been forgotten. Never- no, never- had he felt such a rush of emotions wash over him.
Not like this. No, never like this.
"You're all I want, you're all I need. You're everything....Marra," he whispered with a hushed, sacred tone as he pressed himself closer to her and rumbled.
"Stay with me...be mine, Nix."
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Posted: Mon Jun 26, 2006 12:51 pm
Nix smiled and nuzzled against him, then feeling him practically throw himself at her. She smirked and whined softly as she felt his weight upon her again. She wriggled beneath him, feeling his weight press down upon her she craned her neck so that she could nuzzle him under his chin.
Their bodies were so close, the heat felt unbearable, she felt it from him...it was driving her wild.
Never before had she felt this way, so in tune with another, wanting another, never before, and never again. She'd only feel these things for him, for Cellen, the one that could save her.
As he spoke to her she felt entranced by his voice, charming as it was, it seemed to have another quality, drawing her even closer to him, in a way she couldn't explain and only felt. Passion was in his voice, that name he was giving her made her smile.
His words meant everything in this moment, he meant everything to her and her instincts were telling her that this was close, close to what it was like to be loved and feel loved.
She whined softly, passion and affection, longing for Cellen was in her soft voice, she wriggled and writhed beneath his weight, her ice eyes meeting his cerulean orbs, she felt like he was the missing part of her,
"Please Cellen...I am yours, please, make me yours..." she whispered as she could hear teh rumbling of teh toppling waves outside, But they were away from that, delving into a new place she had never been before.
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