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even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - January 26, 2018
@Relmyna - backdated to before the war threads begin
The shroud of darkness that hung over the wild wood was almost comforting. It seemed as though Blackfeather was full of like-minded beasts, but Ithrik was not at all interested in their brood. The patchwork hound was more intrigued by what had drawn his nephew to the borders of their territory. There must have been something that called to the inner savage of Iliksis, and the devil was willing to endure their stay to find out what that was. After his own acceptance, the foul creature had already picked the scent of sweet children. Their aroma wafted through the air in a tantalizing and luring pattern. Surely, it would not take him long to find them and treat himself.
Plumes rose from wide nostrils as Ithrik slunk through the wild wood in search of life from within. The scent of his nephew lingered in the air, but he was not interested in seeking out the young wolf just yet; he would give it time before he found the brash boy. The devil was more interested in the other bodies who filled the ranks of the pack. He was certain that they would have talents of their own. More than this, he was enthralled with the prospect of young children being near. His pace slowed and he drew his skull upward to drink in the scent – it called to him.
Plumes rose from wide nostrils as Ithrik slunk through the wild wood in search of life from within. The scent of his nephew lingered in the air, but he was not interested in seeking out the young wolf just yet; he would give it time before he found the brash boy. The devil was more interested in the other bodies who filled the ranks of the pack. He was certain that they would have talents of their own. More than this, he was enthralled with the prospect of young children being near. His pace slowed and he drew his skull upward to drink in the scent – it called to him.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - January 26, 2018
her roaming of the wood's lower reaches had begun to bore relmyna — the land above held much more interest for her. the altar did not go unguarded, her own clumsy fetishes laid near those of potema, whom relmyna revered almost as a goddess in her own right. and cicero — it was a thought the she-wolf did not allow herself to consider.
her trudging rove was not without matters of the mind, however. relmyna carried the rock of words and thought of little maegi, so serious for such a young wolf. perhaps in time relmyna could soften the jagged edges that had begun to curl over the girl's heart. she thought too of creeping euron and curious ramsay; she felt in her breast the unfurling of affection for the spiderlings of blackfeather.
she drew up short at the sight of a near-stranger in blackfeather. his scent was tangled with that of vaati — so this creature was one of theirs, she supposed, but could not fight the odd uneasiness that suddenly clawed at her psyche. determined not to speak to the tyro, relmyna set her jaw and lengthened her stride, intending to pass the man and be done with it.
her trudging rove was not without matters of the mind, however. relmyna carried the rock of words and thought of little maegi, so serious for such a young wolf. perhaps in time relmyna could soften the jagged edges that had begun to curl over the girl's heart. she thought too of creeping euron and curious ramsay; she felt in her breast the unfurling of affection for the spiderlings of blackfeather.
she drew up short at the sight of a near-stranger in blackfeather. his scent was tangled with that of vaati — so this creature was one of theirs, she supposed, but could not fight the odd uneasiness that suddenly clawed at her psyche. determined not to speak to the tyro, relmyna set her jaw and lengthened her stride, intending to pass the man and be done with it.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - January 28, 2018
The fraction of light that filtered down through the dense foliage had taken to dancing along the hound's neck and shoulders. It illuminated the lengthy white hairs that stood rigid there, offering the devil an unearthly appearance. His slinking pace would otherwise have granted him the presentation of a snake beneath the foliage of the forest floor. As it was, Ithrik moved like a shadow; he was swift and silent, and he would have completely missed the female if she had not attempted to increase her pace to pass him. Instead, his ears swiveled atop his crown to the sound of crunching earth beneath her paws and he felt his own limbs begin to slow their pace.
Almost instantly, Ithrik ceased his movement altogether and snapped his skull in the direction of the approaching female. Once he was able to latch his gaze to her frame, he felt a hunger begin to scratch in the pit of his stomach. Two fiery optics played along the curves of her body and the pale cloak that shrouded her figure. He had always been fond of white fur; a startling contrast of crimson had always made a bold statement. The hound watched for longer than was comfortable before his dark lips curled upward into an uneasy smirk.
“Hello, hello,” he whispered. A raspy chuckle escaped from his leathery lips, revealing the tips of rotten fangs before disappearing beneath his dark-haired muzzle.
Almost instantly, Ithrik ceased his movement altogether and snapped his skull in the direction of the approaching female. Once he was able to latch his gaze to her frame, he felt a hunger begin to scratch in the pit of his stomach. Two fiery optics played along the curves of her body and the pale cloak that shrouded her figure. He had always been fond of white fur; a startling contrast of crimson had always made a bold statement. The hound watched for longer than was comfortable before his dark lips curled upward into an uneasy smirk.
“Hello, hello,” he whispered. A raspy chuckle escaped from his leathery lips, revealing the tips of rotten fangs before disappearing beneath his dark-haired muzzle.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - January 30, 2018
realizing too late her mistake, relmyna paused at the whisper of the man's voice, one forepaw lifted above the snow. she did not immediately look upon the man, gathering her strength first. and then her turquoise gaze darted sideways; she looked upon the way the light broke over his serpentine body, across the power of his tense musculature, until she met the burn of his own eyes, and stared into them without fear.
the evoker was not devoid of terror; she had locked it churning in her belly, and presently she allowed the rock of ages to slip from her scarred muzzle to the earth, placing her small forepaws on either side of its clear form. silently she regarded the tyro — he reminded relmyna of the other who had followed her into the gloom, though a much more singular air of death clung to this man; the creature's very breathing unnerved the wolfess to her marrow, but still she held fast, daring the snake to approach.
the evoker was not devoid of terror; she had locked it churning in her belly, and presently she allowed the rock of ages to slip from her scarred muzzle to the earth, placing her small forepaws on either side of its clear form. silently she regarded the tyro — he reminded relmyna of the other who had followed her into the gloom, though a much more singular air of death clung to this man; the creature's very breathing unnerved the wolfess to her marrow, but still she held fast, daring the snake to approach.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - February 05, 2018
The pale dove pulled her own gaze up to meet his, casting a stirring in the pit of his gut that caused him to giggle inappropriately. His tail swished behind him and he jerked his head forward to drink in her scent. Swinging his crown back to lock with her vision, Ithrik noted that her gaze bore the color of the quiet ocean on a lightly clouded sky. It was a startling contrast to his own, but he did not mind that about her. It was the cool way that she regarded him; the stomached fear that he liked. It tickled his flesh like the touch of a feather. The devil regarded her for a moment longer before he took another few steps forward; his eyes danced along her frame, eating her up. Every dip of her body tore his mind through a field of tangled thorns that pricked violently in his mind.
The serpent pulled his tongue across his muzzle and snapped it shut behind a cage of fangs once more. While he hungered to leap on top of her and sink his teeth into the nape of her neck, Ithrik held his ground now that he was closer to her frame. A strange piece fell from her mouth and into the dirt, resting between two careful paws. He watched it for a moment before returning his attention to her face. The dark marks beneath her eyes made him curious.
“What are you doing out here all alone?”
The serpent pulled his tongue across his muzzle and snapped it shut behind a cage of fangs once more. While he hungered to leap on top of her and sink his teeth into the nape of her neck, Ithrik held his ground now that he was closer to her frame. A strange piece fell from her mouth and into the dirt, resting between two careful paws. He watched it for a moment before returning his attention to her face. The dark marks beneath her eyes made him curious.
“What are you doing out here all alone?”
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - February 14, 2018
the serpent grew closer, this satanic and colossal thing; relmyna felt herself grow tense; she stood with regard growing colder in her eyes, ever colder. the fear she had suppressed did not stand to fore; now the evoker felt an anger building within her small frame, that he should approach her so cavalierly.
acutely aware of her station over his, the woman who above all aspired to priesthood among the ranks of blackfeather now drew back her twisted lips in a silent snarl and flung her ragged plume over her hips. relmyna had no wish to be gentle, nor kind; not now with war on their doorstep and strange wolves roaming her dim forests; get back she said plainly, warning the man aside.
acutely aware of her station over his, the woman who above all aspired to priesthood among the ranks of blackfeather now drew back her twisted lips in a silent snarl and flung her ragged plume over her hips. relmyna had no wish to be gentle, nor kind; not now with war on their doorstep and strange wolves roaming her dim forests; get back she said plainly, warning the man aside.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - February 27, 2018
The pale woman did not want him there. Ithrik was angered by this. Her warning for him to step aside did not go unnoticed, but it did go ignored. His ears were erect to catch the sound of a snarl that never found air outside of her mouth. The devil smirked coldly and took another step toward her, disregarding any warning that she should offer. “That's not very nice,” he hissed through gnarled, rotten teeth. Brows furrowed and his ears splayed to sit pointed on either side of his head. Ithrik drew his tongue over his lips once more and roamed the front of her with a calculating stare.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - February 27, 2018
he did not respond to her show, and relmyna felt her spate of confidence wane. in a silently growing horror, she heard the dry rasp of his voice, watched his features contort into something altogether bestial and haunting. the evoker refused to give ground — perhaps she too was driven by another sort of madness, or desperation, but to the other's words she gave a cold smile.
she determined not to allow the man the delight of seeing the terror he had wrought in her. this time, the she-wolf gave an audible hiss, one that ended ragged on the edges with the effort of her aggression. it was untoward in relmyna, unlike her, but it mattered not. get away.
she determined not to allow the man the delight of seeing the terror he had wrought in her. this time, the she-wolf gave an audible hiss, one that ended ragged on the edges with the effort of her aggression. it was untoward in relmyna, unlike her, but it mattered not. get away.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - February 28, 2018
The pallid woman did well at hiding her fear, but this only worked to bolster his aggression. Ithrik despised the brash boldness of her gaze and the quiet hiss that erupted through her teeth. The voice in his mind urged him to lunge for her. The devil wanted to see if she was just as strong with his body atop her own. It was not likely that she would let him, but he had very little to lose to those woods. More so than wanting to bend her to his will, he wished to snap his fangs against her muzzle to silence her quiet warnings. Ithrik would not let her have her way; he would not depart. Bristling pelt, the devil curled his lip and growled softly. The black of her eyes was compelling. He only wished that he could take the dark markings along with the blue of her gaze. She did not intimidate him, but then again... very little did. Drawing his pink tongue along his muzzle, he lowered his head to protect his throat from any unwanted attempts at an attack and moved to step closer to her. Ithrik wanted to smell her fear.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - March 03, 2018
relmyna prayed in silent whispers for this nightmarish interlude to end; her body prickled with heat as the hateful brute inched closer to her, near enough for the evoker to take in the scent of his breath, the wet reek of exposed teeth; relmyna saw their knife-edges, and her gorge rose, but still she refused to concede.
dizzily, she wondered what horrible thing she had gotten herself into, but relmyna knew she could not give ground, not to this cur. yet, while her eyes still bored into the dangerous flame of his flatly glittering stare, the evoker could not hide the trembling of her slight body; equally consumed with anger and terror he would find her.
dizzily, she wondered what horrible thing she had gotten herself into, but relmyna knew she could not give ground, not to this cur. yet, while her eyes still bored into the dangerous flame of his flatly glittering stare, the evoker could not hide the trembling of her slight body; equally consumed with anger and terror he would find her.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - March 03, 2018
There was only a small sign of emotion through the quivering of her frame. The devil could not tell if this was anger, indignant stubbornness, or fear. The burn of his gaze roamed her figure again and he thought how nice it would have been to stuff himself inside of her and fill her with cum. Goosebumps rose along the pink of his flesh and he breathed deeply, heart increasing its pace. Ithrik did not care if he should meet a string of attackers at the touch of her skin; he never thought too far into what consequences his actions would sow. The hound knew what he wanted and it was in this desire that he lost a vast majority of his reasoning. With a sickening slurp of his tongue against the roof of his mouth, the piebald creature lunged for her and aimed to sink his teeth into the nape of her neck.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - March 03, 2018
relmyna knew what was to come, and yet she held fast; the liquid slosh of his tongue within his mouth would have sickened the woman, had he not been upon her in the next month. such was the seize of his jaws that the evoker knew battling against the man would only result in her injury; the wicked gargoyle wrung a grunt of pain from her throat, but relmyna set her muzzle down-pointed, thin shoulders tensing her paws against the earth.
if he wished to take her, relmyna would force the thing to drag her across the snowy ground, inch by inch. in his grasp, the evoker burned with a deep and helpless wrath.
if he wished to take her, relmyna would force the thing to drag her across the snowy ground, inch by inch. in his grasp, the evoker burned with a deep and helpless wrath.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - March 15, 2018
The devil found purchase in her nape and she grunted against him, holding her limbs steadfast to the earth for support. The tension in her shoulders drove him to madness and Ithrik snarled through the tufts of her pelt in his mouth. His gnarled teeth were clenched tightly, but he was finding himself unimpressed with her posture. The fiend wanted to despoil her with more than just a break of her womanly heat, but a battering of her spirit.
Moving his frame, the male attempted to wrap his dark limbs around her waist. Swinging his head from the left to the right, he uttered a guttural growl. The rumbling of his voice spoke of his desires, and the brute bucked his hips into the air – reaching nothing – in preparation for his plunge. In his movement, his teeth loosened their grip on the skin of her neck, but he did not notice.
Moving his frame, the male attempted to wrap his dark limbs around her waist. Swinging his head from the left to the right, he uttered a guttural growl. The rumbling of his voice spoke of his desires, and the brute bucked his hips into the air – reaching nothing – in preparation for his plunge. In his movement, his teeth loosened their grip on the skin of her neck, but he did not notice.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - March 17, 2018
the man was enraged by her resistance, and this lit relmyna with a grim pleasure. even when she was yanked roughly into the ironbound circlet of his strong arms, his weight threatening to crush her delicate limbs, the evoker held fast to her stubborn nature.
her head was drawn back; her nape savaged. relmyna bit the inside of her cheek, the coinmetal taste of her own blood steeling her nerves, but vigilant as she was, the woman did not miss the loosening of his fangs on her nape. her snapping was silverquick; she swung her scarred muzzle 'round and sought to sear the side of his twisted face with her own canines, arching powerfully in his grasp as she attacked.
her head was drawn back; her nape savaged. relmyna bit the inside of her cheek, the coinmetal taste of her own blood steeling her nerves, but vigilant as she was, the woman did not miss the loosening of his fangs on her nape. her snapping was silverquick; she swung her scarred muzzle 'round and sought to sear the side of his twisted face with her own canines, arching powerfully in his grasp as she attacked.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - March 30, 2018
It was in his mistake that she found her mark, and he yipped in surprise as her fangs scored against his cheek and the side of his muzzle. Had she swung her head around any further, she would have found purchase against his eye. The thought aggravated him, and Ithrik pulled himself away from her with a defensive snarl. His pair of citrine eyes were locked on her frame with a thirst, but he had always been fearful of retaliation, and the devil was not eager to feel the snapping of her teeth again.
“Don’t you want it?” he demanded with a pointed stare and bristling fur. Surely, she would feel far more at peace if he could sink himself in her heat. Drawing a slobber-ridden tongue along his muzzle, he made to step closer to her again. There was hesitation in his actions this time around; it was clear that her counterattack had proven useful.
“Don’t you want it?” he demanded with a pointed stare and bristling fur. Surely, she would feel far more at peace if he could sink himself in her heat. Drawing a slobber-ridden tongue along his muzzle, he made to step closer to her again. There was hesitation in his actions this time around; it was clear that her counterattack had proven useful.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Relmyna - March 30, 2018
her blow proved true; like some foul many-armed monstrosity, he slid from her back and retreated. his blood was hot on her tongue; relmyna let it deliberately drip along the side of her mouth, staining the pale fur there. her stare was baleful as he entreated her with a foul undercurrent to his words, and the evoker did not pause to even evaluate his stance or her own before she lunged in the darkness for him.
her teeth flashed toward the top of his muzzle; first submission, and then punishment was what relmyna intended, but her plans dissolved beneath a haze of latent rage, not truly directed at the man. however, he would pay for it; the she-wolf aimed her blow high and thrust her small body against his own muscled form with the fearlesness borne only by madness.
her teeth flashed toward the top of his muzzle; first submission, and then punishment was what relmyna intended, but her plans dissolved beneath a haze of latent rage, not truly directed at the man. however, he would pay for it; the she-wolf aimed her blow high and thrust her small body against his own muscled form with the fearlesness borne only by madness.
RE: even the darkness has arms - Ithrik - April 24, 2018
i am pulling nasty boi out of the game - he's a bitch to handle right now haha but please let me know if you want me to edit a different ending to this. i'll leave it up for a week if you want to reply again and archive it in a week if you do not
The wispy woman bolstered her resolve and aimed at him with a swift bite that found purchase in the top of his muzzle. Ithrik did not bow but snapped his teeth wickedly at the touch of her reprimand. The devil felt a sour bile in the back of his throat and spat at her feet. This poorly timed insult to her physical being was met with a lunge of her frame, aiming to catch his larger body and knock him down. There she found purchase again, striking him at just the right moment that he was knocked to his side and rolled once away from her. Grounding himself and rushing to land on his feet, Ithrik growled coldly at the woman. “Nasty cunt,” he rasped to her in a sickening tone. But he had lost his interest in her once she fought back against him; he did not want to whittle away at her resolve. With his patience shot, the piebald fiend turned from her with a twisting of his frame. He cast a glance back over his shoulder as he drew his leg and urinated against the trunk of the nearest tree. Ithrik met her gaze disrespectfully but abandoned the challenge once he had emptied himself. The devil slithered back into the darkness of the wood and did not seek her again.