Blackfeather Woods There's no such thing as sweeter a sting
Private  June 26, 2018, 08:51 PM
Damien
Blackfeather Woods
Zeta



However bright the hope for the future was with the prospect of two young, healthy Meloniis being raised in Blackfeather Woods, with most of his blood relatives gone, dead or missing, Damien had little more than memories of better times with them to hold his psychological stability in place... Those memories and the tranquility of knowing that Kove and Nyx were safe.

Those two had been the only wolves with whom Damien had no blood ties that had managed to make room for themselves in his dark heart. Kove had been a friend, a confidant and despite the age gap Damien would even dare saying that they weren't brothers only through the Dark Brotherhood. On the other hand Nyx was far more than all of that. Damien had, at some point before the darkness had ensued, imagined a future with her, ruling Blackfeather Woods side by side and bringing to the world the new generation of proper Meloniis. He had never said it out loud, nor did he have the guts to admit it when the time had been right, but Nyx was Damien's chosen destiny.

He had evaded her long enough after his arrival, but he could hold it no longer. He had to talk to her, ask her how she was and whether there was anything he could do to fix whatever damage he'd done to her, for he was sure his breakdown had not come without hardships for his caretaker. She had been there for him, she had fed his broken body and soul, and he had been a dick and thrown it all to the trash can. But he was hopeful there was still a way to fix things.

Despite the lack of sunlight the garden of blood -as they called it- seemed to thrive in summer. The roses bloomed in blood red and crimson colors, and although the thorns below the flowering were a challenge Damien was determined to offer Nyx a gift worthy of her beauty in hopes she'd find it in her heart to forgive him. After picking some up Damien walked through Blackfeather Woods in search for her, three freshly harvested roses held in his maw and his own blood dripping off his chin.


June 27, 2018, 02:44 PM
The Night
Blackfeather Woods
Gamma
The Night was peaceful. Her chosen destiny did not lie with some lover anymore, it lied with the woods. Serving her father, her wolves, was what she was born for after all, still never having been told she had been promised to a man. Although, if someone had told her, she would not have been shocked. Nemesis seemed like the woman to sell off her own children for success. A life could simply not be promised though. The Night surely could not be sold off.

The speckled woman slipped through the shadows after having refreshed the borders, the wounds on her ear and chest having healed (mostly due to The Healer's wonders), and she couldn't say she disliked the notch in her ear. Symmetry was boring, she found. Imperfections held beauty. It was probably why she had been drawn to Damien in the first place. It was not all a lust for power, even though that sinful wish had indeed played a part.

Nyx was sitting in a quiet place of the woods, eyes and ears alert. Ever since the two spiderlings had been threatened by a hissing beast, Nyx had been quite on edge. Patrolling and looking for any other unwanted guests had become quite the priority for the defender, not wanting one of their own killed now that there were already so many lost. She had noted Damien's scent, yet did not expect him to come and pursue her after their paths had parted.

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June 29, 2018, 10:52 AM
Damien
Blackfeather Woods
Zeta


The moment he distinguished her star-kissed figure within the darkness of the forest Damien's step slowed down. It was useless hiding, for she surely would have noticed his presence without much trouble, but still Damien found it hard to finish closing the distance between himself and his muse completely. Just a couple yards away he stopped, dropped the roses in front of his feet and sat down in silence to admire her while he made an effort to pick his words carefully.

I have much to thank you for, he started breaking the deadly silence that reigned over the place. He was sure of voice, but with a tenderness to his tone that not many would get the chance to hear in his lifetime. Astrid Nyx Apaata was a tenacious woman worthy of anyone's respect. A warrior hardened by battle, of which her scars served as proof. Damien's eyes trailed from the nick on her right ear down her speckled back, sliding down her curves, caressing her soft fur. Every detail was more alluring than the last. She had grown into a fine woman in his absence.

Eventually the dark prince gathered enough valor to pick the roses back up and come up around to face her. He carefully placed the roses at her feet and, if she would allow it, he would sit down next to her in silence, seeking her fantasy eyes and expecting a response.


June 29, 2018, 12:19 PM
The Night
Blackfeather Woods
Gamma
There was little left of her hateful spirit. She had truly embodied the night sky, remaining just as calm as she was just moments ago when she picked up on someone luring in the shadowy woods. It surprised her. She was usually left alone, giving her enough time to finish her duties day by day with little interference. Friends were not something she craved either. Blackfeather Woods and its needs came first, then her own - and who knew if the bobcat would return to try and steal a spiderling away as a mere snack.

Her eyes found the towering form of a long lost Brother of the woods. She'd be lying if she said the sight of him had not made her heart skip a single beat. She had mentally prepared for this moment as soon as his scent had lingered around, and yet not even The Night could resist feeling unease creep up along her speckled spine. She focused upon the three single roses in his mouth, a flashback of when she had tried to pursue Vaati, but that had to be moons ago. She kept her lips sealed as he sat down nearby, his voice as tender as the petals on the thorny roses he carried - at least, so it was for her, for she had never heard a mother's sweet caresses before midnight.

There is no need for that. She responded softly, the coldness of her voice having disappeared to make place for a gentler one. She observed him carefully as he then came toward her, the gift near her feet letting her feel the warmth of her beating heart again. She blinked up at him, his face not having changed much from the younger Damien that had told her stories of their Gods. And yet so many things had changed. She was no longer a child -  and he was no longer the respected man of the Blackfeather Woods.

Kove and you are the only wolves I have ever cared for genuinely. None of what I did was out of pity. She spoke rather firmly, hoping he had not thought she pitied him to begin with. She had taken care of him because she had wanted to.

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July 01, 2018, 11:02 AM
Damien
Blackfeather Woods
Zeta


A feeling of warmth filled Damien's body when Nyx explained that none of her actions had been out of pity, and a faint smile lingered but for a second. He hadn't been expecting such confession and despite never having planned to apologize Damien did feel guilt and shame over his decadence. Instead of letting him rot like pretty much everyone else had, Nyx had chosen to stick to his side and keep him alive. In that way Damien owed Nyx his life.

I never thought you did, he claimed looking away from her and down to his feet. I'd rather say you're a loyal friend, and that alone is worth anyone's gratitude, he confesses, taking one quick glance at Nyx's eye; the blue one from his angle, and in Damien's opinion the most beautiful of the two.


July 05, 2018, 06:33 AM
The Night
Blackfeather Woods
Gamma
The Night did not find herself a hero in any way. She had set prisoners free, had taken care of the mentally wounded and had even fought off a lynx to protect the woods' young. Still, she was more a warrior for justice than a hero. She hated suffering herself so why would she let another do the same? Then again, perhaps it was just to hide all the wrongdoings Nyx had done in the past. Covering up the traces of a demon with the actions of a hero.

"a loyal friend"... More like a loyal prisoner of the woods. Friendship? A by-product of her own ambitions, was it not? She didn't know why but being called a friend was not something that calmed her. Did he expect something else from her now that they were unofficially bonded by the friendship she had never felt? She looked at him then, the creature born on the darkness of the woods, just like her. I did not do it because I thought of you as a friend either. She added. I simply did not want to lose you again.

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July 08, 2018, 11:12 AM
Damien
Blackfeather Woods
Zeta


Not a friend. It stung. Damien fell silent for a moment, trying to find a hidden meaning to her words, but there was little to pick up from her voice. He didn't know how to react, but the next comment felt like a kiss after the previous blow. And yet I disappeared... Again, he says, feeling the sharp knife of guilt cut through him. He had disappointed his closest friend once and over again, and he still did not apologize. He didn't deserve her forgiveness, so why ask at all.

I'm here to stay this time. I don't want to lose you either, he admitted, trying to find her eyes to communicate how serious he was about that promise. There were many things Damien still had to do about Blackfeather Woods, and there was no way of accomplishing any of it if he didn't have Nyx by his side. Nyx I know I've hurt you but... I'm not here only to get back my throne. I'm here to share it with you he says, the meaning of his words being much more than just what they were. He was back to get her back. They were a proposal, for a pact, for an alliance. In Damien's words it was a beg for forgiveness through an offering of all he could ever hope to gather. He would share it all with her.


July 09, 2018, 07:49 AM
The Night
Blackfeather Woods
Gamma
She nodded sternly, Her soul not bending. She would no longer sympathize with him. Through thick and thin had she fought for her place in the woods, to stay where she belonged, and how many times had Damien not followed suit? She did not hate him for it completely, but she couldn't say this trait of leaving again and again was a desirable one. At least she could trust herself to stay, perhaps even Kove. The rest was disposable. As long as they stood strong, she knew The Woods would remain - with or without The Prince.

She glared at him, a curious look to show she was interested at least. Some would be flattered to hear it, but at least Nyx didn't show it upfront. So that were his motives. Overthrow her old father to place them on top again. Things had been peaceful ever since Kove took over... She didn't know if this hurt their image or made it better. Creatures of darkness her ass - there was little dark about The Woods anymore other than the actual shadows. She was no subordinate, she found. The role only fitted her because she had been content with it. A tempting promise, that much was true, but how much could she trust his words?

Kove is a fine leader, but I cannot say I do not miss the old days. She admitted softly, a quick glance over their surroundings confirming there were no eavesdroppers. My loyalty lies with The Woods alone. If you promise to restore it to its former glory, I will gladly assist you. A slight smile krept upon her features, cold gaze lighting up for a short while.

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July 09, 2018, 08:38 PM
Damien
Blackfeather Woods
Zeta


They agreed, Kove was perfect for the Alpha position. He had the skills to hold his seat and the experience to lead a successful pack. But in Damien's opinion, and seemingly Nyx's too, he lacked the fire that Blackfeather Woods needed to be restored to its former glory. Yes, Blackfeather Woods was going through its lowest point with all the damage caused by Vaati and Kove was the only thing holding everything together, but it was hardly the time to give up on their lifestyle. However, Damien had learned a great deal about relationships in the past couple years. He'd realized how important it was to take care of those that surround oneself. Alliances were important and family fundamental. He couldn't just overthrow Kove like he did Burke or Nemesis, he had to make sure he remained by his side and if that meant that the older Dark Brother had to hold the crown while Damien was there to support him it was a fair price. The Inuit deserved it anyway.

Your father is a fundamental piece of my plan, Damien revealed, I do not want to stripe him down from his well earned promotion. We can support his leadership while we make Blackfeather Woods an elite again, he explained, driving his mind to the next topic. Damien was a faithful believer that in order to make of Blackfeather Woods an elite they had to breed their own kin. The odds of converting an outsider to their ways were too slim without Meldresi. They had enough proof of it after years of deserters and traitors. Even their own spawn had been tricky to handle, but he believed it was because Potema was not influential enough to manage her own children.

I don't know if you're aware but... When your mother was faithful to Blackfeather Woods she meant for you to be my consort, he revealed without mincing words. He remembered it clearly 'She will bear your children, if you so wish to continue a purified line,' she'd said. She had it all planned out that wicked woman, and sometimes her plans were actually good. She had proposed it the same day that Damien himself had named Nyx and her brothers. Out of all of them, four to be precise, only Nyx remained loyal to the Dark Brotherhood while the other three were lost to oblivion. It had to mean something. Damien lifted his gaze without masks, without shrouds, seeking Nyx's star eyes I've never wanted anything more that for you to be my mate, he says, and the world holds its breath for the night-kissed muse's reaction.


Yesterday, 08:10 AM
The Night
Blackfeather Woods
Gamma
He did make her think about it all, that much was true. She hadn't stopped to think about her, The Woods and their image for a while. As Gamma and daughter of their leader, she had duties (mostly assigned by herself) and conversations like this had been missing for quite a while. Strange that she only held meaningful conversations with Damien. Or was it? They had known each other for a while now. Him leaving and coming back was the only consistent thing in her life, it seemed. She let out a soft sigh, gaze averting for just a second before she focused on her partner in crime.

How do you propose we do that? She asked in a cool tone. The wolves now part of our Woods are not elites. I think they are content the way we are now, almost nothing remains of our former glory. How will we make them listen? She expressed her concerns with a frown, wanting him to have all the answers like he usually did. But to be honest, their plan wasn't one for just two wolves. They needed minds like theirs, or at least shape them like theirs.

Her ears flicked. The news took some time to sink in, but her eyes grew slightly wider. Of course she did. She commented coldly with disdain. It wasn't surprising, but still it pained her to think she really was only an object to the darn monster of a mother - if one could even call her that. Her only daughter - yeah just marry her off to some guy while she stumbled unknowingly through the woods. What a life she had been promised. Still, their own children might just be what they needed for their plan to succeed. Minds to shape... Wasn't that what she wanted? And how she had lusted for Damien's affection... Could she want him like that again, given time?

She let an uncomfortable silence settle between them as she thought things through. What did she have left to lose besides her purity? Then I will be. She answered, confident about her decision. For The Woods.

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