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The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - January 23, 2015
@Grimnir perhaps? Lets have a party!
The beautiful fae had been roaming these land for some time now, and it was this evening that she entered the dark forest. Some pack had set claim here, their scent markers obvious. Titana herself was irritable and annoyed, and was hoping to vent on one of these wolves. For this reason, the repeatedly marked the border with her own stench. At times, she would hurl insults into the forest, hoping to gad some brute into a fight.
Secretly, she yearned for a mate. Then again, she always had. Passing one pack a few days back, the yips of pup had made her pause, and three of them barreled into her. The overprotective mother had been quick to chase her away, but the cold queen had loved her time with those pups.
RE: y'reThe scars that mark my body, ther silver and gold - Burke - January 23, 2015
Hi! :3
The large grey wolf had taken it upon himself to patrol the borders. It might leave him with something interesting. It reminded him when he was at the border asking permission to join. The male looked up when a scent filled the air. An unfamiliar scent. He pushed his nose close to the ground and sniffed it deeply. Female. Oh he knew what he liked to do with females. They were very useful for.. certain things. A sly grin tugged on his face and sniffed more at the scent the dominant female left. Well, that was a bold statement to make on Black feather grounds. Didn't wolves learn after the hostage situation? Burke would have liked to be there when the hostage was still held by his pack. Unfortunately he had arrived too late.
The male followed the trail. His docked tail held high, so far a docked tail could be held high. The long legs of the large male carrying himself forward. He was handsome, elegant and entirely calm. Soon his ears filled with insults of the the lady's voice. Well how charming she was... Burke raised his head and then walked leisurely towards the girl in question. Burke could be charming if he wanted to be, most of it was an act. He dominantly stepped forward, his big paws stopping at the border. A blue eyed gaze turned into the direction of the attention seeking female. "I am not sure if I should appreciate your boldness or think you are entirely stupid," the male voiced in a calm matter. Burke had been an alpha before, it was only natural for him to take his old demeanor with a hint of passive aggressiveness.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - January 23, 2015
Titana immediately stepped forward until she was eye to eye with Burke. Some part of her longed for the company of a male, but she pushed it down. Her tail was raised high, her ears shoved forward. Her stance carried all the grace and dominance of an alpha, her aquamarine orbs staring down into the male's. "Maybe you should submit to me before I kill you." she said coldly, stance rigid.
This male was handsome, she thought to herself secretly. Perhaps he was the alpha of this pack, she mused. His stance certainly suggested it. Was it the alpha she had picked a fight with? A tiny bit of fear entered her, but she ignored it, staring down the male. Eyes on him, she squatted and marked the border, before standing again. Never did her eyes leave his.
@Burke wanna spree??
(I should add, a little bit of powerplay is okay, as long as you don't kill her. Anything is okay except killing and serious injury.)
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Grimnir - January 23, 2015
Oops. Looks like I didn't post quick enough! :x sorry about that. Hope that this post does not interrupt with anything.
It seems he is held to these woods. Always he finds himself stalking through the dark trees. Blackfeather matches his inner darkness too perfectly. At times the territory feels more like a dream than reality. He hasn't dared to set foot outside of this area. And does not think he will anytime soon. He has no desire to ever leave the shadows of the trees. If he left, he feels that he could not go far without turning back. The woods call to him so. And he has yet to meet all the wolves of the pack. So far he has come across three. Not including the alpha. And what a gorgeous wolf the first one was. Little miss Trickster. He had wanted her so bad. He would have taken her. Claimed her. If he had wanted to reveal himself that is. The second one had been a male. A white wolf that laughed at him called Bane. He did not like the light wolf at all. Bane had irritated him. The male had made fun of him. Grim will gladly kill that wolf. The last one had been male as well. One that was larger than himself. Grim hates Burke for his size. Just looking at the wolf intimidated Grim. Other than that, he isn't sure what to think of the brute.
Brown and tan ears catch a voice. He pauses, golden eyes scanning the trees. Nothing noticeable catches his attention. Nose hovering above the ground, he sniffs. A snarl twists his features. It would be him. Burke. Wonderful. He squints his eyes in the direction of the scent trail. A patch of grey shifts among the darkness. He considers ignoring the wolf. Moving on to somewhere else in the territory. He has been wandering to hopefully run into more wolves of the pack and gain knowledge on the area. The one spot he would like to avoid is the swamp. That place had not agreed with him at all. And to think that Burke had actually swam into the nasty water. A shiver wracks Grim. As much as he enjoys the mess of killing, swamp water was a mess he does not want. The water smells awful. The taste of it even worse. His nose wrinkles up at the memory. But the large grey male had spoken to someone. Grim needs to meet more of the pack, so he may as well see what the brute was up to.
Trotting up behind Burke, Grim calls out a forced greeting. "Hello, Burke. What are you up to?" He could have easily just sneaked up on the grey male. Tackled him from behind with bared ivory teeth. Clamped his jaws around the back of the wolf's neck. Attempt to pull him to the ground. Snap his thick neck. It would take quite a force to do that though. Grim would probably not be successful in that. Well then, he would have to do as previously thought when he first met the male. Fight him with speed. Jumping in and out of range to land blow after blow until the male falls. Then come in close and rip out his throat. As he comes to stand beside Burke, another wolf catches his attention. The scent was not one of Blackfeather. He grins at the wolf. Well, what luck? He would have prefered to catch this stranger alone, but he can always win the prize of killing her by fighting off the large grey if need be. "Well, look what we have here." His grin widens, giving him an almost crazed appearance. "Why are you bothering to speak to this trespasser, Burke. Did not take you as one to allow such things," he taunts the large male while giving the female a look over. She is definitely not as perfect as his little Trickster. Nor as alluring. The stranger is a mix of browns and quite small compared to him and Burke. She looks weak to Grim. An easy prey.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Burke - January 23, 2015
Oh no, that is okay! I don't mind teaming up. Poor Titana tho >D
Burke was about the return some words towards the female when he heard someone greet him. It was the young one from the swamps. Oh this could turn into something really interesting. Slowly the large grey dropped his charming attitude and a wicked smile came onto his maw. This bold female wanted to pee next to their border, well, maybe they could learn her a lesson. "Hello Grimnir," he returned and actually let out a wolfish grin. He looked over the malicious young one and let out an amused snort. Compared to him Grim was a young dog, in a good way, he should add that.
A low hum came from Burke's throat, still a calm demeanor dripping from his stance. "Because I have the patience and charm you are lacking," he returned to the young wolf. By the way he said the words it was more fond teasing than an actual insult towards his packmate. "Technically she never trespassed. She stayed neatly outside of our border, like she is afraid, you know?," he taunted the female and then wickedly smiled at the girl to then turn it to Grimnir for a moment. Then the large male cleared his throat and rose his head once more. "Did you ever have a female, Grim? Because then you must know... that is all they are good for," he spoke slowly. His blue gaze turning to the female once more.
It was a simple math calculation. Two males, one female. Correction; two males and one attention whoring female with all her peeing. It almost looked like she was in heat the way she was spreading her scent in front of them. Dark thoughts filled his mind. Burke might seem calm, charming and even polite but he was certainly not. He with his larger body could easily mount this female and make her submit to him. Although, if Grim never had a female he might let him have a go at her. "If you haven't I'd say, why don't you have a try with her, huh? Get some experience as a man."
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - January 23, 2015
Titana kept her cool as they spoke, but a terrible thought hit her. Was she in heat?? Oh shit. Two males against her...the odds were definitely not in her favor. But her anger overruled her logical thinking, and she stepped over the scent marker, muzzle to muzzle with the first brute. "I'd like to see you try, bitch." she spat in his face. Her stance was the same stiff one she had held the entire time. To the second, she have an angry glance before turning back to the grey one. Perhaps she should have kept them both in her line of vision, but the gray one was the fucker who spoke. The russet one was of little concern to her.
@Grimnir
(Sorry for shortness!)
I'll be vary scare for a little while, probably be back in a few days though
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Grimnir - January 30, 2015
Grim snaps and snarls at the stranger. She dares to challenge them at their boarders? "I've never had a female," he answers Burke. "But I don't think I want this one as my first." Again the pretty black trickster comes to the front of his thoughts. He had enjoyed the way she had been trying to seduce him. Even if it had been painful to resist her. The one in front of him is simply a problem that is pissing him off. If Burke wants this female, Grim will gladly help hold her. Golden eyes glance over the large wolf. Not like the brute needs any help though. His gaze focuses back on the female. "If you wish to have her you can. I would like to fight her first though." He will at least show this bitch not to challenge them. Maybe after he tears up the stranger he will watch Burke take her. He would enjoy watching her suffer.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Burke - January 31, 2015
The grey male had to keep a snort inside. How could he even have thought that this pup had a female. He would be less of a pup if he had so. Burke looked over the female and scrunched up his nose. This low life of a female wouldn't be worth so much as a quick fuck. Would that make her go away or would that make her come back. Arrogance poisoned Burke's veins. What if she liked it so much and returned to see him. Ew. Burke grunted lowly in disgust. "Please do attack her," he spoke without any concern.
Burke studied the female. "Maybe once you are done with her, one of her holes could be useful for me. Pissing on our borders is highly disrespectful don't you think?," he spoke in his utterly calm tone. It was almost scary how calm the older wolf seemed. A stoic expression that gave nothing away. He would like to see Grimnir's fighting and if it was of any use.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - February 01, 2015
Titana bristled, her eyes narrowing. "Fuck you" she snarled softly, then lunged for the bigger gray wolf. Pure anger coursed through her veins like fire, overcoming all instinct and logic. Scent markings faded into the back of her mind now, she cared about nothing except for this brute. Never mind that the top of her head was just level with his muzzle, that he was obviously more powerful and experienced. And the fact that there were two of them.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Grimnir - February 05, 2015
A small twinge of like for Burke passes over Grim. The large male has gained a little of his respect. Thought not enough to prevent Grim from wanting to kill him. This one show of wanting to hurt another wolf is not enough to move Grim to saying that he truly respects the brute. He has his doubts to ever fully respecting him. The size of Burke still intimidates him. It makes Grim want to challenge the male to see who is the better fighter, who is the stronger one.
Legs tense beneath him. He pushes off with savage force, straight into the female as her viscous words tumble from her muzzle. His jaws are open wide, aiming for her throat. She will regret challenging them. He will have the taste of her blood on his tongue.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Burke - February 06, 2015
Burke towered over the other two wolves. His large body looking from Grimnir to this female. She was in really big trouble. The big male didn't think she would attack him that instantly, it showed how unstable the multicolored female actually was. Burke was almost to bored to even react to her attack. She felt like an annoying crow or fly to him. Before Burke could do anything Grimnir attacked.
The large grey took a few steps back, almost amused by now. He was a tank for a reason. A smirk came on his lips. The incredibly large male took a few more steps back and then charged at the two, but directed himself at the female. His shoulder and strong head collided with her side in such force he was certain she would feel that for at least a few weeks. He shoved her straight over the borderline once more. If Grimnir's teeth had grabbed her by now he would now have a piece of her skin between his jaws with the force Burke rammed into her.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - February 06, 2015
@Grimnir @Burke can u spree so we can finish up this thread soon?
Also, we can omit the post order if you don't mind. I'd like to finish this off sometime this week or so.
Two things happened at once: the russet brute lunged for her throat, and the huge one lunged for her side. Titana snarled as the russet's maw closed around her scruff, but before his slavering jaws could get a good hold, the second crashed into her. She howled in pain as she flew side ways, landing hard on her side. Her side screamed with pain, but she knew no bones had been broken. She lay stunned for a moment, before a surge of energy brought her to her feet. She turned away from the to males, and sashayed her hips side to side, tail raised.
"Want some of this?" She asked sweetly. She could do with a chase, but a fight she would not win. "Catch me, bitches!" She screamed before speeding into Blackfeather territory. She would find some place to hide, and leave later, under the cover off darkness. In her heightened state of mind, she felt no fear, only elation. Her paws pounded on the cold earth, and as she ran she hurled goading remarks behind her. She wanted to play tag.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Grimnir - February 13, 2015
Burke's forward lunge pulled the female from his grasp. Grim turns and snaps at the brute for interfering. Irritated he lunges for the female again. He has gotten a taste of her flesh, now he lusts for more of her blood. He aims for the side she had fallen on, knowing that it must be hurting. Hopefully this time he can get a good grasp in case Burke interferes again. Jaws wide, he snarls at her vicously.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Burke - February 13, 2015
Titana, yes. You made it a bit difficult by running into their territory. Running away was smarter. Now they will have to chase her.
Burke let the brown male chase after the female. He was much slower but they will catch her and it would be her death. Burke's blue eyes turned murderous and galloped after the two. Once he came close he nipped at her heels, herding her back towards the border. The large male had enough of her and was ready to rip her to shreds. Two trained warriors on her heels. This female would never survive if she stayed on their lands.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Titana - February 13, 2015
Titana veered toward the borders, laughing. Her anger was replaced by a need, a need for touch. As soon as her paws had left the dark land, she stopped, stuck her rump up in the air and touched her muzzle to the ground. She stuck her tail straight up, and as she did before sashayed her hips from side to side, giving both males a great view.
Perhaps it was the beginnings of her heat that made her act in this manner, on a normal day she would have set on them both and probably died. Now she wanted on thing, and wouldn't leave without it. However, they didn't have to know that.
RE: The scars that mark my body, they are silver and gold - Burke - February 13, 2015
I will finish this off
Burke made sure to get the female off their grounds. Once she was out of the black forest he stopped chasing her. He was not going to give her any more effort. If she came back her body would end up on their caches. Burke would make sure of that.