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dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - December 30, 2014
@Grimnir forward dated a few days if that's okay? She will need a few days to get this south.
Silver Bone had found herself in the south, more south than where she'd entered a few days ago. She sat by the Creek. Next door to it, she noticed, was a dark looming forest that made her feel small. Raven calls echoed from its depths. But she had went to the borders to see if she could enter, only to find the borders marked by a pack. So she had headed back to this little Creek, although the ravens did not leave her thoughts. The thin pretty lady took a sip of water from the edge of the Creek, before glancing back ag the dark forest warily. She felt like it was watching her.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - December 30, 2014
yea that's fine by me :)
There was movement. He had seen it. If only briefly. Now he watches it. At a creek, a smokey wolf glances at Blackfeather Woods. He knows the trees are dark and menacing. It is an alluring place. He had been drawn to it. Now he stands within it, watching. What was this stranger doing here? Didn't she know what kind of wolves live in such a place? Of course, he hadn't known at first either. He thought this to be inhabited by normal wolves. They are like him, surprisingly. Kill them, he had planned. Destroy them, he had thought. But no. They are his allies now. They will help him kill other wolves, other packs.
Something was a little off. Golden eyes narrow. The wolf's eyes are slightly different. It is disconcerting. Hairs rise along a well muscled back. Tresspasser, the voices tell him. Kill, they demand. The lust for blood calls to him. Always, always it burns in him. As well as the undertone of another lust. His gaze runs over the female. She is thin. A loner? She won't make much of a challenge for him. He could savage her, then kill her. Not much of a fight to be had. His large form would greatly overpower this one. There wasn't much fun in that.
He slips from the cover of the trees. Head high, chest thrust out. He struts towards the wolf. White teeth gleam from withdrawn lips in a grin. He will play with this one. At any time he can kill her. Fun, the voices say. Tease, they tell him. Yes, he will use his looks. Make her want him. Play with her, and then try to kill her. "There are wolves here who would kill you," he offers.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - December 30, 2014
Bone glanced up at a male voice. Several shades of browns and reds covered his fur. His eyes were amber. He informed her that there were several wolves there who would kill her. "Okay." She said dully on a monotone. So? There were several wolves anywhere that would kill anyone. Those kind of wolves could be found commonly dappled through the lands. In fact, two of her pack-mates had been sadists, one being her brother. She was used to being around cruel killers. Cruel and bloody to outsiders, kind and loving to the members of Raven's Peak. It was funny how much their personality changed depending on who they were with. She wondered whether this wolf was a killer. "Would you kill?" She asked him, polite curiosity in her voice, despite the question.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - December 31, 2014
Her nonchalant response takes him a little off guard. Was she not afraid? He looks the stranger over. Any wolf could over come her. How could she not be at least nervous? He takes a few slow paw steps closer. She will learn to be afraid. Fear, the voices agree. Scare, they say. He shakes his coat out. He had wanted to play with her first. But the way she is responding irks him. Where is the nervousness, the fear, the uneasy? He enjoys watching that in his victims. There is no fun in a calm wolf.
Surprise lights his features. Now she's brought forth an usual question. Would he kill? Of course. He would destroy every wolf in his own pack if he could. Should he tell her that? How should he answer? Lie? The voices suggest. Hide, they remind him. Should he though? She is meeting him calmly. Almost rudely. He lets a snarl wring his features. That calmness pisses him off. "I could," He tells her. Anger lashes back and forth through his chest. She won't get away with this.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - December 31, 2014
Bone could see he was a bit surprised for a moment. She smirked. His answer was about what she expected. "Very well then. You could. But will you? I am not trespassing." She told him, her voice calm and smooth. "Killing is no fun without anger to motivate it." Silver Bone knew that. Ice Heart had told her himself. He knew best what it felt like to kill, he was a sadist and enjoyed seeing others in pain. But he had told her when he was mad at them it was more fun, because he would kill them in more gruesome ways. She thought her sadist brother was cruel and crazy. But she was still dangerous. She had been raised in Raven's Peak, after all. She wanted to sound feirce, as if she had killed as well, and as if she would. She could, but she had never done so.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 02, 2015
A snarl escapes. He can't help it. Is this wolf stupid? "It does not matter to me where a wolf is. I will still attack." There, let her have an idea of what she is up against. He doesn't care about pack laws or codes. He is a pure killer. Lunge, the voices growl. Attack, they snarl. Lips slide over white points. He growls low. He was not raised in a pack. Why should he abide by pack laws? It doesn't matter if he has a pack now. That fact cannot sway his instincts.
He lunges then, jaws parted. He aims for her leg. If she is lame, he could easily toy with her. Even if she remains on four feet, it would still be easy. But to see her weakened will excite him. To hear her cries, see her pain. Even to watch the fear enter her gaze. It draws him, the dark calls for it.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 02, 2015
"Killing is no fun without anger." She repeated calmly and quietly. He lunged. It was about what she had expected. He didn't like wolves like this, who thought they were all high and mighty, all the fiercest assassins, who thought they were all that. She didn't dodge. Instead she let his jaws snap around her leg. She can't help but think that this was child's play back in Raven's Peak. But she knew he wasn't really trying much yet, and could probably be much fiercer if he wished. With that incredible speed of her's, her jaws shoved forwards towards his ears. She was not going to bite through the skin or tear them off or anything. Instead she would just playfully nip his ears. She was honestly in not much of a fighting mood, although she would if she had to.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 02, 2015
Again she surprises him. His teeth make contact without resistance. That annoys him. Something lightly nip at his ears. He looks up at the female's muzzle, striking out with his teeth angrily. He will tear at her. Take piece by piece until she attacks seriously. Such lowly playful biting infuriates him. What is with this female? This is the oddest wolf he has ever come across. It somewhat intrigues him. But he can't help but feel that she is ruining his fun. The darkness inside longs for a good fight. If this female won't give him one, he might as well stop trying to force her assault. Outright killing her would be no fun, but if she won't challenge him, then what is the point of fighting? Blood is blood, whether he fights for it or not.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 03, 2015
Bone could see it on his face for a moment- surprise. She smirked again. She bugged him. Silver Bone realized it was either the weak attack back or no attempt to dodge. So she tried both once more. His fangs tore across the muzzle, making some cuts that didn't drip blood, but turned red in the slits in her skin. Searing pain shot through her, but she ignored it calmly, as she was taught. Instead she again playfully nips at his ears, then moving to his neck, his back, and back to the ears. Sometimes her teeth didn't even touch his skin, that was how lazy and weak her attack back was. She enjoyed frustrating him, when he expected to be on top of the game.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 11, 2015
The female plays with him. Lightly she bites at his ears again before moving to his neck. He snarls viciously. She is close to him. Too close. He pushes hard off his hind legs and into her. If he can knock her to the ground, then he will rip into her flesh. Bleed, the voices call. Lust, they say. He would savage her if she didn't annoy him so much. He hasn't had the chance to mate and the lust almost overpowers him at times. This one doesn't rouse him. Not with her nonchalant attacks. His only goal now is to kill her. All he can envision is her lying on the ground dead.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 13, 2015
Bone was immediatley shoved from Grimnir. She stumbled, almost falling, but regaining her balance in a reasonable amount of time to keep up with him. Suddenly something haunted her bicolor eyes, making them look wild. A small white smile flashed across her charcoal face before she took a mighty leap. Her smile was gone, though now her teeth were bared in a soundless snarl. She was aiming for his throat, to bite down on it. Not nipping, but not tearing his throat out. Just enough to draw a bit of blood, if she landed where she wanted.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 15, 2015
The playful female switches tactics unexpectedly. She aims for his throat with teeth bared. He grins. Finally a true attack from her. Maybe not one as vicious as he would have liked, but one none the same. He allows her to connect with his flesh. The pain gives him pleasure. He pushes into her, looking to aim his bite on her shoulder. How would this fight end? His strong form would win against this small female. At this point his blood lust should have taken over. Demanded her death. But it was only simmering. Perhaps it was her refusal to fight. Still, it was probably a good thing.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 16, 2015
Yesss! A bit of triumph flowed into Bone when her attack landed, unaware he let it go. She could feel a bit of blood leaking from the new wounds on his neck. She sucked a little of sweet crimson blood into her mouth but, to her surprise, he pulled away quickly. Grimnir made his next move, aiming for Bone's shoulder. She switched fighting styles again immediately, letting his attack land, despite the pain. But after she let his attack land, instead of gentle mischievous little nips, her fangs darted towards his side, the skin around his ribs. To bite there. Too bad she had to fight him. He might have been a little cute even, if he weren't so quick to battle and strange. Admiration for him flashed in her green eye for a moment, but quickly returned to a steel expression. She narrowed her bicolored eyes as her fangs lunged for his ribcage.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 21, 2015
His teeth sink into the female's shoulder. He can feel her move in to bite his side. He shifts out of the way. With her shoulder in his jaws, he bites down harder. Pushing off on his hind-legs, he shoves her forward attempting to throw her on the ground. The thought of her on the ground beneath him excites him a little. He will drive her off after this though. Force her away from the pack boundaries. This fight isn't calling to him. That confuses him. He wants to be done with it. Done with her. Sink back into the dark trees of his territory.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 21, 2015
Silver Bone was shoved to the ground. He had her pinned to the Earth. She struggled, but under the tall strong man, she was small. Not tiny, but she was tall and very thin, and somewhat little. Bone kept trying to free herself. She then stopped struggling and looked up at him. A thin playful smile she wore on her face, though on the inside she longed for blood. She winked at him, although her fangs begged for more. "Alright. You won. Let me go." She said, not in a rushed way, but slowly and calmly. Fight back! Don't you want some more blood?Her thoughts snarled. She licked her chops thirstily, but held back. Better to just be done with this, she thought, telling herself not to keep going.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Grimnir - January 23, 2015
The black female tells him he has won. Of course he has won. He snuffs at that with distaste. He always wins. Then she requests to be let go. Grim pauses with her beneath him. He doesn't follow the commands of others. This wolf will not tell him what to do. Teeth flash. He bites into her shoulder. A snarl rips from his muzzle viciously. This will be her only warning in telling him what to do. If she attempts to do so again, he will kill her. Do it now!The voices demand. Deserving, they tell him. He ignores them. They can speak all they like. He won't follow them if he does not wish to either. They don't control him. He controls the dark inside. You are getting soft, the light in him laughs. He snarls at it. This is not softness. Rage boils in him at the light. What does it know? He forces back the unwanted weakness back, silencing it. He is letting this strange eyed wolf leave out of boredom. Not out of kindness.
His fangs press down hard. He lets the female go and backs away. Rage filled eyes watch her with challenge. Daring her to try fighting back again. She won't get off so easy if she chooses to do so. Head raises high and proud to look down on her. She is beneath him, she is nothing. Lips lift in a nasty snarl. "It would be best if you left now." The voices continue to try to urge him to go for her throat and be done with her. Blood, they say. Crave, they inform him. Yes. They always need blood as does he. But they do not think as he does. They only know what is wanted.
RE: dark talons grab hold of me - Silverbone - January 24, 2015
my last post- thanks for the thread!
Grimnir went for Bone's shoulder next. She growled, reaching forward to playfully nip at his heel before he backed up. She smiled. "See you around!" She said, mocking him slightly. The battle had ended fast, although it had mostly been her fault, but she didn't think about that. Silver Bone got up and shook off the dust, before looking Grimnir in the eyes for a few moments, holding his gaze, before she grinned at him strangley and scampered off torwards Noctisardor Bypass. After she was a little ways away from Grimnir, she licked a little bit of blood off of her lips.