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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 13, 2008 12:10:46 GMT -5
Fallen through
Why did I fall for you?
Fallen for:
All the lies, alibies
That you say
Left me holding
On by the
Last thread
Shooter[/font]
Shooter had found the Dark land, at last. She had been in Penori for a few weeks, trying to sort out Dark scents from other scents. At the Integrated Terra, she had gotten lost in the scents. But, finally, she was here, in Ryker's Blood Red Moon.
She sat down for a few moments, smelling the delicious scents and listening for any sign of the Alpha. Finally, she let out a long howl, loud enough to wake a hibernating grizzly bear. she waited patiently, although patience wasn't one of her known traits. She was more described as Cruel, bold, and brilliant.
Her black fur was shaded out by the Full Moon, and a slow summer breeze blew through her unkempt fur. Her purple eyes were illuminated in the light, and her paws shuffled, waiting for the sign of the Alpha.
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Post by Halo on Dec 13, 2008 13:53:31 GMT -5
The large ebonite beast is strolling in the area when he hears the howl, his spirit brooding with his thoughts on his successful conquests and the ones that soon will be. A low grow rumbles in the depths of his chest, his patience slim at this exact moment but the sense of the importance in greeting this newcomer rminds him to hold past to what he has left of it. So, he lifts his nose towards the dark, clouded sky and issues forth a short, low cry for the wind to carry back, a message returned to the call for his presence. And, with leisure strides, he turns his direction towards the female.
Ryker approaches, voicing a rolling growl of warning as his lifts his posture higher now that he is before a 'lesser one'. But he feels no fear as he comes near, circling the dark-hearted fae with confidence filling every muscle, ever feeling, radiating from the energy his body gives off. "I am Ryker, alpha of Blood Red Moon. What is it that I might do for a vixen such as yourself?" A wicked smirk pulls at the corners of his mouth, exposing a small view of the rows of fangs housed there.
~Ryker
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 13, 2008 14:11:48 GMT -5
Shooter rolled her eyes at the Alpha. "Well, very nice to meet you, Alpha," she says with a wicked grin on her already evil looking face. "My name is Shooter. I am here to join this pack of yours," She looks around the area, her purple eyes settling on the trees and the ground. And the smell. Deliciously evil, it was. She wasn't intimidated by his wild behavior, she used to roam with wolves such as he. She has joined many packs, most of them she was exiled out of. She is used to the behavior he was giving off, the over-confidence and the teeth showing. The showing of fangs was always a trick used my Alpha's. To scare ones away, or get them prepared for the pack life. She wasn't afraid. She smiled, showing her deadly choppers, too. (Your post was great!! My post sucks  ) |
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Post by Halo on Dec 13, 2008 21:27:48 GMT -5
The male can sense her lack of fear (just as he could sense fear itself), but it does not dissuade him from his dominant air; she will learn one way or the other who is in charge in these lands and he is not about to display anything but himself to a newcomer. His smirks, neither with pleasure or displeasure but in a way that simply shows that he has noticed her. While his condience is well-placed, her overall demeanor seems...superior, snotty maybe. But sooner or later all will know how little they are in his shadow...all of Crystal Water Creek...or Penori...or whatever they are calling this valley...they will hear his name and know.
"My pack is not open to those who cannot remain obedient or loyal. Traitors and weaklings will not survive here." He stops at her front and simply stares with blazing crimson orbs, whirling pools of fire that bring forth no emotion upon his gaze. Ryker prides himself with having control over what he does and does not reveal about himself and his thoughts through expression. He has learned the trick well. "A complete lack of fear is not always a terrible thing. Well-placed it might save your life."
~Ryker |
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 14, 2008 10:45:06 GMT -5
Shooter nodded, her eyes steady. "Yes, Ryker, I have experienced that." She looked at him, her eyes illuminating the land around them. "I will prove to you, I am not weak. Nor I'm I a traitor." she nodded and swallowed. "I am loyal, obedient, and trustful," she broke off. "When you get to know me. I respect you already, but the question remains, do you respect me?" She saw his interest in herself. He wasn't too bad. She actually liked the attention; it made her feel dominant. She sat down; obviously this was taking a while. Her pelt was blown by the late summer wind, and it twirled her wildflower scent around in the air.
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Post by Halo on Dec 14, 2008 22:03:00 GMT -5
The male comes up near to her, not seeming to have a clue about 'personal space' as he presses his nose up close to her to take in her smell at close range. There is a lot you can tell about another by their smell and Ryker intends to not waste the ability. He senses nothing dishonest about this female (at least for now). He draws back and his ears twitch as his eyes address her quietly. "Your name was Shooter?" He doesn't wait for her to answer. "You are welcome in my pack."
~Ryker |
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 15, 2008 15:48:58 GMT -5
Shooter nodded. In truth, she had nearly...blushed when he had sniffed her. She never had that feeling. Of course, he probably had a mate, and she was fine with that. When she had heard she was accepted, she brightened. "Okay, Ryker." she said, her eyes on the forest. "Where is our home?" she was suddenly bored, but she waited for his reply. It was then she realized he had never answered her question about respect. Maybe he didn't care, he was probably bored too. Oh well. Who cared, really? She sure didn't.
(OOC:Sorry, it's a sucky post)
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Post by Halo on Dec 16, 2008 14:51:05 GMT -5
The brute had begun turning away from Shooter when her question reaches his ears. Standing at an angle from her now, he turns his head to address her with his eyes, silence again upon his lips for several long moment. He had matured since his coronation to his high position in the valley and has learned to place his words carefully. "We live at the base of the Smokey Mounain. It is warm and safe there and we are protected by the mountain's reputation." He feels no shame for speaking of protection for the pack. There are many enemies who would try to destroy him and his followers, but hold back for fear of the wrath of the volcano upon which the 'family' lives. Ryker will not always be around to guard the pack, attending to other duties. "Follow me, then."
He turns fully from her then, picking up into a quick trot through the fringes of the forest and onto a a plain filled with tough, rugged grasses. Beyond that is the lava fields, acres and acres of warm, hardened lava with molten flows creeping in. And all have the backdrop of the smokey mountain and beneath your paws the quite rumble of its warning roar. But Ryker holds no fear for the mountain, only respect.
~Ryker |
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 16, 2008 15:52:53 GMT -5
Shooter followed easily, her eyes on his back. First, he had seemed.. flirty. And now he wasn't? I didn't think so. She trotted up to him. "Ryker, do you have a mate?" She asked, her grin wide and sinister. He was handsome... But she wasn't much for love stuff. But he was Alpha. It could get interesting. I kept up easily with his faster gait, my paws a little sore from the tough grasses on the area. Every once in a while, She would hear a roar, and then the ground shook. Volcano. She got excited; she had live on the side of a Volcano once, and it was a thrilling view to see the wicked lava flow around and spew. She had live with nomads when; it had been an excellent life until they all perished in the lava. She honestly didn't care; they were just her entertainment. Living on a Volcano again would be wicked.
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Post by Halo on Dec 19, 2008 17:30:12 GMT -5
Ryker looks at Shooter almost suspiciously over his shoulder as he shows her towards the mountain where the pack resides. He grunts quietly and turns his gaze back towards the terrain ahead. What is she getting at? Is she telling him that he needs a mate to run his terra? No, no wolf, male or female, would be so stupid as the suggest him insignificant, incapable, or weak. He is none of those things. "No, and I have no need of one." He isn't saying that he would deny a female a place on his right side if she were suitable or if there was some sort of connection. But until that day comes he has no need to search. She will come to him at the right time.
~Ryker |
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 20, 2008 11:00:34 GMT -5
Shooter nodded, her pruple eyes narrowed. "Hmph," was all she could say. She looked up, her eyes now on the Volcano. It wasn't as big as the one she had lived on, but it was still mighty. Thrills of excitement raced through her, adreniline made her muscles pump. "So, who else is in your pack, Ryker?" There has to be others, this pack was deliciously wicked obviously. Her paws skipped lightly over the deathly magma field, it was dry and rumpled. She smiled wickedly.
(OOC: sorry, horrible post, Muse low)
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Post by Halo on Dec 27, 2008 14:23:43 GMT -5
Ryker turns his head and glances at the female when she continues to request information. He has numbed himself to the chatter so that he can better cope with it, so he simply turns his eyes back to the unmarked trail as he answers. "There are a few. You will meet them soon enough." And he hopes very much that they can just get along. A couple of the members have a bickering problem.
~Ryker
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 30, 2008 14:16:33 GMT -5
Shooter snarled quietly at his bluntness, obviously he was a prickle head. walking along, she soon smelled other wolves. they must be near the camp. quickening her pace, she was prepared to meet anyone and everyone. She didn't want bloodshed on her new home, not yet. But if someone got in her face... there was no holding back.
There was a snort from the scarce bushes on the side of her. A black wolf burst out, muscles rippling beneath her pelt. The wolf was followed by a tanner wolf with one eye. "Ryker," the black wolf sneered. Her voice was smooth yet rough. "Who is this?" The tan wolf stepped in front of the female. "Enkeli," he growled. Like a warning growl. "Do you always have to do this? Your going to scare every wolf away." there was a hint of affection in the males voice. Shooter guessed that they were mates. She looked at Ryker sideways to see what he would say.
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Post by Halo on Dec 31, 2008 13:41:30 GMT -5
Ryker was not surprised when Enekli and Hannibal appeared, having sensed them near quite a bit ago. And a pack is known to be snoopy about new ones coming into the territory, it's quite natural and expected. He simply stops and looks at them with no expression at all, allowing the short 'conversation' take place before stepping into the oblong circle with a quiet huff. Seating himself and curling his tail around his haunches, he glances between the three canines calmly.
"Not that you have any right to question me, Enekli, but this is Shooter. She is going to be joining us and I expect your civility." He turns to look towards Shooter and smirks, continuing by addressing Hannibal's words. "She does not look too frightened by Enekli's show to me." No not at all. Which is just as well.
~Ryker
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Post by ღE/m/i/l/yღ on Dec 31, 2008 13:46:18 GMT -5
Enekli snarled softly at Ryker. She glanced over to Shooter. "You seem.. small. Why?" She looked at Shooter sideways. "You are so nosy!" Hannibal hissed, but let hos mate do what she please. He then walked away, towards camp. "I am small cause that's who I am." Shooter said slyly. "But don't under estimate me." She swept pass Enkeli, watching as the black wolf gaped. Leaving Ryker behind, she followed Hannibals scent trail, and settled into the camp, hearing Enkeli's paws thunder across the dried magma. ((I think this post is pretty much done  )) |
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