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Post by ebil on Feb 3, 2006 23:56:48 GMT -5
Would be one of the words to describe herself. A dark grey wolf stood in the shadows, green eyes held a silent look of becoming and retreat. She sighed lightly and moved restlessly under the branches. Her piercing gaze, showed emerald flames, and a firey will. She stayed where she was, only her eyes were evident. She felt like running out and annoucing her presence, yet felt like she would be suddenly pounced on if she did. Confused she whined, and shifted weight. She heard the wind whisper, and the sound of crickets chirping, and the clear twilight sky glittered with early stars. Ash stepped out into the night, hearing nothing, no one, not even a bird. She circled tightly, her paws digging into the earth below her. She raised her head and let out a mournful cry, the first sound her mother made when she was born. Except there was no smoke to blind her, and no fire to bekon her out of hiding. Ash dropped her voice but continued her slow, sad song
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Post by Allanon on Feb 4, 2006 0:50:22 GMT -5
Antlers pricked sharply as he skulked through the shadows. A strange singer crooned a melody that tugged at his heartstrings, the grief contained in the melodious voice distressing to hear. It was towards that harmony that Allanon paced, pads beating out a muffled staccato on the soft lithosphere. The soft starlight offered little light through the thick woods, revealing nothing of his presence. He was naught but a wraith slipping between the shadows. Stride slowed as he approached the hollow and he entered into it slowly, flag arched high and skull held high. Fierce gaze scanned the area surrounding the hollow, but was rewarded with nothing.
Come out! I know someone is here. Hiding will serve no purpose.
Allanon's voice rang out bold and clear, reverberating in the twilight atmosphere, the authority contained within it daring the stranger to disobey.
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Post by ebil on Feb 4, 2006 1:02:25 GMT -5
Very hesitantly, dark fae ceased her melodic tune and shifted uneasily. She lowered her head, but kept her eye challengingly at the stranger. She moved foreward tentively and raised her head. Her voice was soft and sweet, although she sounded rather strained
"Ah greetings stranger"
She said, almost casually. Her emerald optics gazed up and down, fixing on the muddy earth, before raising and staring nearer to the heavens.
If she was nervous, she hid it well. If she was sad, she showed no emotion. Her eyes were curious and flickered amongst the surrounding scene. She looked up, her eyes were not scared but she slowed slight retreatment from the brute that seemed to be of a higher rank
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Post by Allanon on Feb 4, 2006 1:15:47 GMT -5
Allanon bowed his head curtly in response to the lupa.
Greetings to you as well. I be Allanon, Lord of this realm. Who be you?
His voice was slightly softer, but his form didn't relax a bit. Something about this stranger did not sit well with him. The challenging stare coupled with the tentative steps were contrary to one another. It appeared as though she wore a mask to shield her true self from the intrusive world. Secretive, an enigma he had yet to unravel, this stranger was a new variable in his realm.
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Post by ebil on Feb 5, 2006 0:04:22 GMT -5
Fae merely nodded in reply, he didn't seem to happy with her. Well then she wouldn't be happy with him, but she yearned for a friend after being alone so many years, yet she was wary as the only wolves she knew, where the ones that gave her scars.
"Akasha"
She simply said, she sighed softly and looked up again, her gaze was not as challenging, but simply distant
"Do not bow to me brut...Allanon, I am of no important rank"
Maybe it was just her imagination, but for a split second, a faint, sad smile played on her maw. Then retreated as the silence stretched. She gazed down, her eyes clouding over
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Post by Allanon on Feb 5, 2006 1:47:36 GMT -5
Allanon allowed his sinews to slacken, slightly reassured that the femme posed little threat even if she unsettled him. Banner lowered as he discarded his dominant stance. Beast shook his head slowly, thick ruff swaying in time to his motions. Grinning broadly, he took an exaggerated bow before addressing the femme with his trademark charm.
Akasha, I would bow to you whether your rank demanded it or not. One must always show respect to a pretty bytch. What is one such as you doing in this God forsaken realm anyway?
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Post by ebil on Feb 5, 2006 3:18:54 GMT -5
She couldn't help laughing, over his little performance, she took an imitation, and made a over-the-top bow
"Ah M'lord I have come through sleet and snow to find you"
her voice was high and flirty, her imitation of a lovestruck ditz. She regained her composure
"Sorry, my impersonations leave alot to be desired, well haven't I come like many before who stepped overneath these lands, to find a home?"
she said questioningly, her eyes suddenly changed from a split second smile to a look of mischief and curiosity
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Post by Allanon on Feb 7, 2006 19:23:46 GMT -5
Tickled by her imitation, Allanon threw back his head and howled with glee. The clearing echoed with muted peals of laughter long after he had fallen silent. A wide grin remained plastered on his muzzle as he chuckled softly.
Don’t sell yourself short, peach, your impersonations are quite delightful. And no, you are not like so many others to cross the threshold of my kingdom. Believe it or not, but you are only the second to venture here since I have come to call this realm home. I was beginning to wonder if I was going to die alone of boredom. Luckily you have come in time to revive me with your merriment.
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Post by ebil on Feb 7, 2006 20:33:52 GMT -5
She didn't speak, her eyes were off in space and she rocked back and forth slightly. Feeling a slight tension rise in the air. Awkwardly she didn't know what to say
"Er...Thanks i guess, theres one other you say?"
Slightly interested, she half expected the other wolf to suddenly appear out of the nearest bramble thicket. Which she cast a look of slight contempt
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Post by Allanon on Feb 9, 2006 18:31:54 GMT -5
Allanon shifted his gaze momentarily to the thicket, a half smile parting his lips. He chuckled softly.
Don't worry, peach, there is no one in the brambles. I do not allow others to accompany me on encounters with strangers. There is time enough for the pack to meet new comers later. It isn't worth possibly scaring anyone off or starting a fight. So you can quit giving the foliage the Evil Eye. Also, I said you were the second to come here. There are actually three, I believe.
He paused, looking into the void as he mulled over what to say next.
If you wish, you could join our pack. I would be deeply honored if you decided to make this realm your homeland. I mean, you don't have to if you don't want to.
Allanon stopped, tail twitching anxiously and brows furrowed as he eagerly awaited a reply from Akasha.
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