It's a little misty? (duke and Misty)

[skye]

Curiousity drove her here only. Nothing else made the black wolf move onto pack lands. She was an official member but still was hoping to meet the alpha...Duke. She had heard many stories of the great Duke and knew he enjoyed flirty faes. Smiling she eyed the jump into the loft of the barn. Backing up she tensed her muscles and flew through the window. Landing softly above she sniffed about and lied down. She was tired as Misty was always tired. Jumping was a hard job if she was not excerised. Her sleek midnight colored body covered the bale of hay in hair. She found it funny that she was so well flirtatious.

Her yellow eyes scanned the ground below her. She was slowly falling asleep........unaware Duke was near.

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. Dark, intent eyes watched the startled twitch of the rabbit’s nose, as it tested the air for any signs of danger. The small mammal’s chest rose and fell quickly, but aside from that and the occasional twitch of its nose, the little rodent was unmoving. Perfectly still, as if waiting for something terrible to happen to it. And, Duke didn’t plan on keeping it waiting. The large Doberman leapt from the cover of a few thick ferns, bursting forwards with a great amount of speed, legs propelling him forwards. Immediately, the rabbit bounded forwards, taking off across the length of field. As if it thought it could hide. From Duke. The brute almost smirked, at the very thought of such an absurd thing. Though, his expression stayed grave, as he raced onwards. Duke gained speed easily, muscles relaxing and contracting with every stride to push him forward faster. The Doberman lowered his head to align perfectly with his shoulders, chasing the rabbit further into the field. It was all far too easy. The little critter wouldn’t even know what hit him. Duke lunged forwards, legs outstretched, jaw agape, only before snapping shut on the frail body of the rabbit. His front paws dug into the ground as Duke leaned back, holding the writhing rabbit high in his jaws. Once he had come to a complete stop, Duke stood, ignoring the high pitched squeals leaving the desperate animal, before starting to head towards the abandoned barn, not too far off. Duke shook his head aggressively, as if trying to cease the annoying noises, though it didn’t seem to work like he had planned. Instead, the squeals got louder, more panicky. So, Duke simply let out a defeated sigh, crushing down with his jaws on the squirming rodent. A loud crack sounded in time with the added pressure, and the rabbit went limp almost instantly. Poor, unfortunate, little soul. Not. Duke sighed, before picking up into a collected trot, carrying himself towards the barn. After a few moments of trotting, the large brute slowed once more to a walk, before entering the building. His claws clicked lightly against the wooden floor, and Duke aligned his head once more with his shoulders, before coming to a pause. His muscular chest expanded as Duke inhaled, testing the area for any interesting scents. And, there was one that interested him, particularly. Duke looked up the flight of old, wooden stairs, raising a brow slightly, the lifeless rabbit still dangling from his grasp. Duke immediately lunged up the stairs, skipping two or three at a time, before pausing at the top, his muscles tense, as if prepared for a fight. He scanned the area, before his gaze rested on a lithe female form, laying atop a hay bale. Duke walked silently towards the figure, taking in that the female was wolf, and incredibly appealing. She had fallen into a slumber... Interesting. Duke raised his head, once he was a few feet from her, restoring himself to full height, before dropping the rabbit from his jaws. The corpse fell to the ground with a thump, and Duke stared intently towards the ebony femme. Not a single expression entered his features, and as he stood, his only movement the slight expanding of his chest, as he breathed. Duke waited until he was sure she had noticed him, to tip his head, in slight greeting. And then, on cue, the Doberman let his signature smile seep into his features. Seductive, and completely interested. He wondered how this... wolf, would respond to his company. “Well hello there, Dove.” He said slowly, his masculine voice lingering in the silence between every word. His smile stayed planted onto his features, before Duke lowered his head abruptly towards the ground, to nudge the prey forwards forcefully, watching it flop towards her lazily. Duke then raised a brow, his expression changing to one of question. “Might you be hungry? ...If so, do help yourself.” Duke said simply, before restoring himself to his full height, and taking a step to the side, away from the meal. he knew how simply... Odd, it was for him, an alpha, to be offering a member of the pack food. Though, she was a female, and an incredibly attractive one, at that. Plus, Duke had expectations to live up to. He wanted to gain the respect of his followers; therefore he needed to win them over first. And, Duke had many ways of doing Such things. With males, Duke would simply give them the ranks they wished, and make sure they felt needed. With females, Duke would simply... Woo them with his charm. It wasn’t like many could resist the bad-boy image Duke held up, after all. the Doberman’s grin widened slightly, at the very thought. Ah, how he loved females. Maybe if he was lucky, this particular one would provide Duke a little... entertainment. If only it females were still in season. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 914 Muse: Horrible. Notes: I didn't proof this, so sorry if there's minor fails xD And also, my muse was like.. reeeeally low,f or this. So I apologise. On another note.... I'm sure you can see how one-track minded he tends to be. xD Pervert<3

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The setteing sun made her moan quietly. She opened her yellow eyes and watched the day die away. A clicking noise from down below made her jump. her nose twitched as a male's smell reached her nose. Growling she closed her eyes as he approached. She did not want him to show up just yet but too late. He was here, staring into her soul and his eyes left once she looked up. The smell of the prey made her nose twitch slightly. Misty stood and easily met his height. Her flirtasious self took over immediately. Standing above the rabbit she dipped her head and licked it. tasting the blood she bit a hip and ripped it off with a sickeining rip. Blood poured onto the hay as she ate it in a gulp. Smiling at his nickname she eyed him over. her yellow eyes blinked as she slowly took in each detail. He had perfect body tone and a perfect coat. His white teeth glistened as he smiled. Looking into his eyes she spoke in a seductive voice.

May you be speaking to me my love?

Her tone sent a shiver down males spines usually. her tail was motionless and her body stiff. She was not tense as in fighting she was....unsure. Smiling she walked forward and touched his nose so lightly. Her black body quivered under the feeling of just touching him. Laughing she backed up slightly.

My bad my love I get lost in thoughts easily

Sitting down she smiled seductively and awaited his words with erected ears and a tall bodice.

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. Not one movement took place, as the Doberman watched the she-wolf stand, and dip her head to rip off a piece of the corpse. He wasn’t much larger than she, roughly around five inches at the most, however Duke noted she was larger than most females. Though, he guessed it was because she was, indeed a wolf. And it did surprise Duke slightly, as to why a wolf would be joining his pack. He, the alpha, was a dog, after all. And wolves had a reputation for hating other canines with a passion. Duke decided then, to stop paying attention to such rumours. He licked the access blood from his chops, as he watched her eat. The blood pooling around the rabbit’s small, broken frame excited him. the very site of blood always thrilled him. When Duke noted she was watching him, taking in his details, he welcomed back his small, charming grin. Duke arched his neck; all muscles in his chest tightening as he did so, before he rolled his shoulders, and let himself relax. It was an act to display a short amount of his strength, and yet a display showing her he was relaxed in this environment. Duke was a slight show off, though it wasn’t as if most females seemed to care about such things. In fact, it was really what seemed to catch females eyes. To stand out, beyond the rest. And trust me, Duke did exactly that. The Doberman was pulled from his thoughts, once the ebony femme spoke. Her voice caused Duke grin to widen, though just slightly. There was something about the way she spoke to him... Something there, that made Duke want her. Not romantically, of course. Duke would never get involved. More so... He wanted something from her. A little night of fun, sometime. Duke would look forwards to it. But until then, he would have to make sure she enjoyed his company. “Why, of course... I would be a fool not to be.” Duke said slowly, his lyrics dripping with the seductive tone he had mastered so well. Duke held still, when she touched his nose, noting the small shudder that ran through her entire frame. Duke’s smile grew slightly, though it was still barely existent. He knew the effect he had on females... And Duke planned on taking full advantage of that. He listened to her laugh, staying completely still, as her words entered his ears soon after. Duke walked forwards, towards her, looking straight ahead, as if he was going to leap onto the higher bales of hay. However, as the brute passed her, he let his body brush lightly against hers, just the briefest of contact, before he lunged onto a higher bale, and turned towards her. “As do I, dove. It happens to the best of us.” He said, giving her a small wink, before reclining into a sitting position. Oh, how he loved his life. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 578 Muse: Meh Notes: I didn't proof it, so sorry if there's little mistakes here or there. xD

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[skye]

Misty flicked her ears back and forth in interest. Her muscles flexed as she stood and backed up. Every curve in her body was just right. HIs words entered her ears as that sedcutive tone took its toll. LAughing lightly she watched him flex his muscles slightly. She was impressed now. Her tail flicked back and forth as she felt a funny urge. Misty gave him a seductive grin at his words. She was already in her seductive place. He walked by and his body lightly slid across hers. She could not hide it. it sent a pleasure through her. Shuddering she turned with his body and watched his form jump on the bale. She bunched her muscles and landed softly beside him. she lied down to where she barely touched his coat. She turned to him and batted her eyelashes. Sedcuing males was her favortie game to play.

She stood again and walked over his form. her long coat brushed against him as she went to another bale. Her yellow eyes looked towards the door. She did not know if being surrounded by dogs was a fun thing to do. MIsty looked at him and spoke I am in a...playful mood she said it in a sedcutive tone showing she didnt mean chasing fun. Flicking her tail she awaited his answer.

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. Duke couldn’t hide his pure, unbridled interest, in this she-wolf. His eye were unwavering from her elegant frame, as she moved to come and sit beside him, her side brushing against his with each and every breath. Duke was a male who followed his instincts. And at that second, his instincts were telling him that she wanted to play. And he would certainly be happy to oblige. Duke kept eye contact with her, his little confident grin staying plastered onto his features, as he looked deep into her yellow eyes. Duke had a small creeping feeling, that he would be spending a lot of time with this female, in the future. And hell, he wasn’t going to complain. Duke would be perfectly fine with spending time with this female. There was just one problem. She was still nameless, in Duke’s mind. He hadn’t even introduced himself. But... You couldn’t blame the brute. He’d been thinking about ‘other things.’ “I apologise, Dove... I’m being incredibly rude. My name is Duke... Might I have the pleasure of learning yours?” Duke asked, smiling calmly down at her, once more. It was at that second, as he finished his question; the she-wolf got up and walked over Duke. The contact with her underbelly sent Duke’s hormones raging, and he inhaled, as if attempting to keep control. He sat up straight, watching her settle on another bale beside him. Her words met his ears in seductive, arousing tones, causing Duke’s ears to swivel in the femme’s direction, as if seeking more of the pleasant sound. He rose a brow slightly, after she finished, before his smile took on a completely amused, longing grin. A look that said Duke was completely satisfied with her current mood. In fact, he welcomed it. A willing female was always needed, here and there. Duke stood, and leapt from his bale to hers, his head held high, muscles tense. “Well... A little fun never hurt anybody.” Duke said, flashing her his little seductive grin, before arching his neck once more. The Doberman then took a step forwards, brushing his muzzle along the wolf’s neck lightly, as if teasing her. Now, if this female would have been in season, it was guaranteed Duke would have already had his action with her. However since she wasn’t, he could have a little fun. He would play with her; taunt her, a little. And then, when the season came around once more, she would be all his. The Doberman then hopped down from the bales of hay, landing in a poised, perfected crouch before the dead rabbit. He looked up at her, and winked, before reaching down to lick at the rabbit slowly. The taste of blood caused Duke’s nerves to tingle, an excited exhale leaving him. Bring on the games, babe. I’ve got all night. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 570 Muse: Alright Notes: It's pretty short, but to the point. Haha, he's totally interested. >:3

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] ~She noticed the ears of Duke stood erect in her direction at her tone. Good he is liking my personality.Misty's ears flickered back and forth as he asked her name. That feeling was a good feeling as her seductive tone reached his auds. She stood and then sat in a position which was comfortable enough to her. Sighing she answered in her seductive tone but it had a stronger meaning to it. M'dear please it is no rush to know names....but as you speak I am Misty she said this with a hint of playfulness in her tone. His invitation saying her liked her mood made her shudder. ~His words rang in her ears. Fun never hurt only it did. She knew once she became 'playmates' with this male she would be his possession. Smiling back she watched him leap to her bale. Standing up and letting her front legs lean her forward. His black muzzle rubbed down her neck causing her to shudder a couple of times. She moaned and leaned into it. All to soon it was over and he leapt off the bale. Smiling at him she leapt from the bale. She landed so silently that if you had not seen her leap you would of never known. ~Her tail curved to her side as she walked up beside him. She pushed the tip of her tail barely rub against his side. She walked around and pushed her body against him. Her head slid under his chin and a soft moan repeated out of her throat as she rubbed against him. She stopped on his other side and rubbed her head down his side. Misty was starting her games already. She turned and rubbed along him until she was nest to his head. Lifting her head she whispered in his ear I would watch out I get lost in my games ....Duke She said his name in a seducing voice and turned away. Teasing was a good thing. you had to make the male want you and that's what she was doing. ~Turning away she flicked her tail and arched her head.Her yellow eyes met his and then she was gone on top of the hay bales and through a tunnel. She stopped in a corner and lied down awaiting his movements. Her whole body was tingling form playing with Duke and she knew it was too late. he owned her body already...which she didn't mind figuring she had started it. Misty shuddered and listened for his following steps she knew would come. Her yellow eyes were glued to the entrance.

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. One thing Duke always found, was that the names of canines alike always described them, in one way or another. For instance, this female before him was named Misty. And, it was clear to the large Doberman that she seemed somewhat sly; mysterious. Much like the thin fog, that was mist. Duke figured the name fit her incredibly well, and decided at that moment it would be best if he didn’t forget it. After all, if she decided to commit to him, even somewhat... Duke would have complete rein over her. It would be as if she was his, no matter how many males wanted her. Duke would scare off any little pathetic beasts that tried to take this little prize away from him. “Well, Misty... It’s a pleasure.” He said, his lyrics leaving his maw in masculine, extremely perfected tones. He lowered his head slightly, before speaking to her, commenting on how fun never really hurt anyone. However, Duke knew that was completely untrue. His type of fun, for example, was going out and tricking some untouched little femme that he loved her. Then, once she trusted him, he would use her for his pleasure, and leave. It was certainly fun for him, but for the females... Not always. Duke smirked a little, just thinking about it. Oh, how he enjoyed life. The Doberman had then leapt up onto the hay bale in which Misty was sitting upon, trailing his muzzle lightly down the side of her neck, feeling her shudder. Duke was slightly surprised, as a small moan left the female. Seems as if she was already enjoying his company. Well, if only she was in season, it would be so much more enjoyable. But since it wasn’t... Well, Duke would have to stick to play. After a small moment, nothing more than a teasing amount of time, Duke leapt down from the bale of hay, landing in a poised crouch on the ground, all muscles completely still. Soon, he relaxed, and walked forwards, head high; completely dominant. He turned towards Misty, and lowered his head momnetaily to let his tongue slip out, running along one of the jagged gashes in the rabbit’s side. He had expected her to follow him, and she did exactly that, though her next few actions were completely uncalled for. It wasn’t as if Duke didn’t like them, though. Because oh, Duke liked them. Duke leaned into Misty slightly, a small chuckle exiting his maw, as she walked around him, rubbing her body against him. He felt a small, suppressed shudder whip down his spine, and Duke arched his neck, tensing his muscles as she trailed her neck along his side. It was, indeed, a fact Duke was completely aroused. He exhaled a harsh sigh, as he watched her come and pause beside him, before whispering to him. The Doberman’s ear swivelled to catch the noise, as if longing to hear more. His brow rose slowly, as he turned to look at her, mind processing her words. So... She did enjoy the play. Good. Duke’s expression took on a suddenly dark smile, filled with longing and complete intensity. His dark eyes burned as he watched her leap over a few bales, before disappearing behind them. Duke knew she would be waiting for him, and for the reason that he wanted her to understand he was dominant, he waited. Not for longer than a minute, but he still waited, unmoving from his previous spot. Then, Duke suddenly lunged forwards, his hormones screaming at him to get to her faster; quicker. He leapt the bale easily, and ducked into the small tunnel, before pausing, seeing her laying in the corner of the small area. Duke’s smile spread back across his features as he crouched down, dipping his head to get into the small tunnel, before walking towards her, ears perked forwards. Duke walked towards her, but didn’t pause once he stood before her lying body. He simply took another step, so one leg stood on the other side of her, as if protectively. Duke reached down to run his maw lightly along her neck again, nibbling in a rather teasing manner. Only then did he hop over her and recline, sitting beside her frame. “It seems as if we may have the same problem, Misty.” Duke spoke slowly, his eyes running over her lithe body again slowly. Daaamn, how he wished he could speed up the seasons a little. After all, there was no sense in breeding if it wouldn’t produce spawn. Well, that wasn’t true. But Duke found it more entertaining, that way. He wouldn’t breed with a female when she wasn’t season. No, he would simply play with them, until then. And, once the season rolled around, Duke would have had enough playing, and would get down to business. Immediately. And he planned on doing exactly that with Misty. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 912 Muse: Alright Notes: I didn't proof it again, sorry. xD Hope it's alright. =]

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Misty listened for his steps. her heart thumped as she heard his claws and then his form landed. Time seemed to stand still as the light dimmed as he took up the light. Tall form moved down and then he was over her. Long legs spread over her and she shuddered as his neck touched hers. Moaning and leaning into it she nibbled him back softly with a soft crooning noise escaping her maw. Her yellow eyes watched him as he lied beside her slwoly. She shuddered and leaned against his form. Her wolf body was relaxed as his voice cane flowing out. Those words made her lean away to look at him. Problem? As in a problem problem? life threatening? she said in a worried voice filled with love for him. She knew it was not true love it was a playful he owns me love. tail flicked back and forth as she awaited his answer. Her ears wanted his voice to flow out for it made her happy in a weird way. Sighing she thought of all that could be wrong. She couldnt stay with him, He had a mate, He wanted more from her, She was gonna have to stay(which was not bad to her).She realized all she said was related with love.Sighing again she watched his form before standing. Walking to where she could see outside she spoke softly. A tone, a lost in a fairy tale tone, something that had never left her lips. I don't know what has come over me Duke I apologize. I seem lost in a world I know can't be real. 'she looks at him' I have been lost in my love for you. I know this is not true love that is built over time but it is love that I have built with you. I can't seem to leave you Duke something makes me to where I am attached to you...... She stopped and looked back outside. the wind ruffled her fur as she sat and lowered her head in thought. She needed to know if he was the same way. Sighing she walked over and nuzzled him soflty. I love you she said before laying against him once more. OOC:didnt proof it sorry

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. A slow, seductive chuckle left Duke, as her she emitted a little moan of pleasure once he brushed his neck against hers. It was so easy to please females, these days. All one had to do was soften them up, treat them kindly, and get them aroused. Duke already had Misty in his grip. She was his, whether she knew it or not. He let her nibble him lightly, leaning into the touch, only before hopping over her frame to lay a few inches away from her. It was almost instant, her movement to lay against him, and it made Duke’s dark smile come back into his features. Too, too easy. She seemed to physically relax, and it was incredibly relieving for Duke to know his presence put her at ease. It made him feel like he was doing his job, and keeping her safe. Being the alpha he was. The Doberman spoke, and was slightly alarmed when she pulled away, worry streaking the sound of her voice. Duke reached forwards to nudge her, almost roughly, though in slight attempt to calm her. However, his nude was not affectionate. Why? Because Duke was not affectionate. He was harsh, and seductive. Often, seductive could be thought of as affectionate, however Duke knew the different like night and day. He expected this female wouldn’t. Mostly because all females seemed to think he was being charming; sweet, even. When really, all he wanted was a little fun. “No, nothing like that, Misty... Simply that I tend to get consumed by my little games. Sometimes I can’t seem to... Pull away.” He said, gracing her with his perfected little smirk. It was at that second that the lithe ebony femme stood, walking to where an area of torn wood left a large hole, leading to outside. His head raised slightly, though Duke stayed still, lying down, eyes focused on her intently. And then, she spoke. Duke’s ears swivelled to catch the noise easier, though that was the only movement taking place in his entire body. He stayed looking towards her, facial expression completely unmoved; unaffected by her words. He was silent once she finished, simply watching her look outside, as if thinking. He knew she would continue. He wasn’t a fool. It was then that Misty made her way back to Duke and nuzzled him lightly, saying she loved him. And the Doberman laid before her, completely unmoving. Not in shock, but rather... Slight surprise. He was not an idiot, therefore knew exactly how to react to such situations. Duke looked towards her, forcing a small smile to spread across his maw. “You mustn’t tell anyone such things, Misty... Loving someone like me could get you into quite an amount of trouble, you know.” Duke spoke slowly, his voice one of authority and complete dominance. He was right, though. If someone were to find out that Misty loved Duke, then there could be potential danger for her. And the brute didn’t want to be responsible for her getting hurt. He sat up slowly, stretching out his neck as he did so, before looking down towards Misty, the small smile staying put on his features. Duke was usually a master manipulator; a trickster capable of fooling even the smartest of canines. He reached down towards Misty to brush his muzzle against the side of her cheek lightly, coming across as affectionate. “Tell me, Misty. Have you ever carried puppies before?” He asked slowly, tilting his head to the slightest degree. He was indeed hinting, his smirk growing slightly, as he watched her. However, he was more preparing her for when season was brought upon the lands, again. Because once it was, Misty would definitely be on Duke’s list of females to see. Being an alpha sure had its advantages. Though, there was one issue that Duke thought of. Misty had best not think she would be becoming Duke’s mate, or the alphaess. Why? Because Duke was a single brute, who would not be contained or controlled by a mate. And in all honesty, he didn’t want a female to belong to. He was free, and was perfectly set on ruling the pack lands by himself. However, he wouldn’t tell Misty this unless she thought differently. And he had a feeling she’d probably know he wasn’t looking for a mate, or a partner to run things. Either way, Duke was planning on fathering alot of puppies, in the future. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 838 Muse: Alright Notes: I didn't proof it, I apologise. Also, this thread is really amusing me. Will her and Duke be possibly having pups in the future?

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] The worry dissapeared at his words. She knew they were not life threatening at least thats what he said. Her yellow eyes simply watched as he spoke. getting lost in games? She did the same A seductive smile found its way onto her lips as she spoke. Oh but Duke how could loving you possibly get a young fae like myself into trouble? She almost laughed but for some reason she knew he was being truthful. Her slim body manuevered easily to give him room to stand. His muzzle again lightly touched her cheek and before she could control it the moan escaped and she quivered. Misty was an easy one to seduce so as he probably knew she was his. She of course did not think such a thing as she "thought" she could walk away if she wanted. Misty perked her finely shaped ears at his words. Puppies? Is that all he wanted? a huff escaped her jaws as she turned and without a word stepped past him. Her tail flicked back and forth as she shook her head and walked down the way to the entrance to the tunnel. Her shape sped up and leapt the bales with ease. Digust written across her face as she walked to where she had originally been. Something was telling her to go back and be ok with it but finally she had control of the situation. Her blackness disspeared into the loft as she stopped and looked down. She knew he would come back for her but she didn't care right now. She growled to herself for letting herself get mixed in with this...this...monster! She growled again and lied down watching the now setting sun. Her tail flicked irritably as she stood and paced back and forth. If you were smart avoidance was the option. A smart canine would know aggitated wolfesses are a bad company to have. Her yellow eyes flared with anger as she cursed to herself. From downstairs came padding of paws as she stopped and looked over to see if it was Him...... Extra:Uh sure if he can find a way to get back through to her she pissed.

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. She seemed thoroughly offended, at Duke’s words. The Doberman watched her get up, complete disgust written across her features, as she walked away from him. Duke watched her go, eyebrow raising in slight questioning. He had thought she was completely ready for him. But apparently that was not so. Duke’s brows furrowed as his eyes flickered towards the ground. He hadn’t meant to offend her, really. He had taken her for a more outgoing, completely longing female. Clearly, he had to be more careful. It was pathetic mistakes like these that Duke had to avoid. One angry pack member was all a pack needed, to crumble apart. With that thought the Doberman stood up slowly, stretching out his tense muscles, before slowly heading after the ebony she-wolf. She was long gone, in the other room, looking out at the setting sun. And as Duke approached her, he knew how he had to handle this. The Doberman always has a plan formulated; a route of escape. This was no different. The Doberman walked towards her, muzzle dangerously close to the ground, though not submissively. He wanted her intently, his expression blank, almost pleading. Was it fake? Possibly. No one would ever know, however. Aside from Duke, that was. He was the only one that would ever understand himself. Slowly he came beside her and reclined backwards into a sitting position, before lowering himself to lie down beside her. Duke looked towards her silently and reached forwards to nudge her shoulder lightly with his muzzle. It wasn’t a way of trying to seduce her, but rather a single, comforting touch. “Misty... I apologise if I offended you. You must understand, I simply wanted to know of your past experiences.” He said slowly, his voice lacking its usual harshness. “I said earlier that I get involved with my games, which is certainly true. I was simply looking forwards to understanding you, more. I should have chosen something else to ask. Once again, I apologise greatly. I wish to have your forgiveness.” Duke asked, reaching forwards to touch the side of his muzzle against her shoulder again, however reluctant he was to do so. He wanted more from her. So much more. And yet, he would restrain himself for the good of the pack. Unlike he had with poor little Ruby. At that thought, Duke realised he would have to look after that little problem, soon enough. But he would do so in secret. There were plenty of ways to manoeuvre around problems, even like the one Duke was currently experiencing with Misty. At that moment, the Doberman looked out towards the view, his eyes taking in the site before him. And as much as it may have surprised some, the site didn’t give him anything whatsoever. The sky splashed with such brilliant colors or orange and pink didn’t bring Duke the slightest amount of pleasure. It didn’t affect him whatsoever, and the brute was somewhat proud of it. After all, why would he pay attention to such completely useless things? He had bigger things to think about. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 604 Muse: Eh.... Notes: Once again, I didn't proof read it, lmao. Sorry it's shorter than my normal... My first Duke post kinda murdered his muse, it seems. xD

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] ~Anger flooded her body as he came into her view. He seemed to be upset but it made her anger worse. He didn't care for her he cared for the use she was for him. As his nose touched her shoulder she tensed up and shot him a look of full hatred. Her ebony body stiffened at his words. I don't care how sorry your excuse is! you messed up the best thing to do in your case is leave me alone! ~The icy tone she used would send shivers down a canines spine. Thos yellow eyes flaring with anger as she stood and moved away as he yet again nuzzled her. You cant lose yourself in your dreams just leave him! she yelled to herself but it did not work. Misty was still in the loft ignoring the male still lying there as if he was her guardian. ~Ebony body was stiff and no matter how many times she rolled her shoulders it would not relax. Growling she looked down to the floor of the barn. How easy it would be to walk away. Why couldn't she do it? She didn't have the strength to leave this male but she couldn't see why. She had never been so stuck on someone in her life and she knew he would not leave her alone until she forgave him. How long could she stay mad? Guesse we would find out. ~ Misty watched him and growled to herself. She had to get over him! Standing alone glaring at him was a good way to get his attention. Yellow eyes seemed to drill into him as she stiffened more and growled again. It was his intention to get pups leave him alone! she yelled at herself. All of a sudden the board under her next step collapsed and she went free falling. ~The world spun as she flew to the ground below. Her eyes shut against the thought of the pain and her thoughts ended as she hit with a thud. A piercing kind of pain made a defening, ear bursting yelp of pain escaped her. Blackness covered her in minutes and she was gone. Pain left her as she drifted into unconciousness......

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] Duke The secret side of me, I never let you see, I keep it caged but I can't control it. So stay away from me, the beast is ugly, I feel the rage and I just can't hold it... .xXx. Duke knew it would take time to convince Misty he actually did care for her. But he figured it wouldn’t be entirely challenging, for him. Because he did. Not romantically, of course... But, he cared for her as an alpha. He had the instinct to protect her, and keep her away from the grasp of harm. And Duke couldn’t do such things, if she was angered towards him. So no matter how much he actually wanted to simply have a night of fun, he would restrain himself. It was all strategic; Duke’s inner workings. He only had to hope Misty would go along with everything as planned. Though, that seemed as if it could be hard, considering how completely disgusted she seemed with him. Clearly, Duke had taken her in as a more willing; longing female. She was certainly a flirtatious little femme, for her to be doing such things, and not wanting to hop off like rabbits. Did it anger Duke? Slightly, yes. Would he show it? Absolutely not. The Doberman would simply... Ease his way into her trust zone. Then, when the time was right, he’d get what he wanted. After all, he always did. Duke had ignored her words rather easily, and stayed laying on the cool wood flooring, eyes trained on her. It was amazing how completely touchy females were. It was a surprise he even put up with them. Duke lifted his head off of the floor as she walked away from him, forcing his hindquarters to propel him off the ground with a hoarse sigh. He shook his body free of dust, before watching her again. Was she hurt? It didn’t seem like it. Angry was definitely the right word. Duke would find a way to get around it, however. He always did. And this time, he would leap at any chance to show her he wasn’t any sort of bastard. Even if he truly was. It was at that moment, as Duke had been pondering about what to do, that he heard the ear-splitting sound of wood cracking. And before he could react; before the Doberman could even tense in preparation, the floorboards underneath Misty gave away with a loud crack, and she plummeted out of site. Most dogs would have backed away in fright of the loud noise, but Duke took this moment as his chance. There was also the fact that a pack member could be injured. If not, worse. Within seconds, Duke had leapt through the area of torn boards, a few loud, throaty barks leaving him as he did so, landing beside Misty’s limp body. Immediately, the brute urged himself forwards to halt at the she-wolf’s side, so he could lower his muzzle to nudge her eagerly. She needed to awaken. The Doberman tipped up his head and let another round of distressed barks escape him, before looking back towards Misty’s body, brow furrowing. Immediately, he thought of an idea. Where she was currently lying, the floorboards were extremely hazardous, pointing up in a rather jagged, completely unknown pattern. He needed to free her from such dangers, as soon as possible. So, Duke stooped down to grab Misty’s scruff lightly, making sure to only apply as much pressure as needed; not wanting to break the skin. And with that, he leaned back on his haunches, instantly noticing her frame lurch forwards as he pulled her. Another few steps backwards and he had freed her completely. Piece of cake. After Duke had freed the femme from the grasps of the floorboards, he simply trotted over to where the rabbit corpse lay dead, and brought it over to her, placing it a few inches away from her. Then, Duke took a few steps back and lay down, letting his head rest against the cool floor. He didn’t dare, however, to close his eyes. He simply watched her. And he would watch her for as long as it took. Duke was determined to make her think rightly, of him. And he would stop at nothing to achieve his goal. I feel it deep within, it's just beneath the skin, I must confess that I feel like a monster. I hate what I've become, the nightmare's just begun, I must confess that I feel like a monster... Words: 772 Muse: Horrible Notes: I really just wanted to post for you, lmao. He wants to be on her good side... Breeding season's coming. xD

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[atrb=background,http://i34.tinypic.com/nwd7p1.jpg] She was so numb,nothing was felt in her long bodice. Her mind was blank and her body limp. She could feel the pain coming back in a split second as she woke slowly. Misty was about to try an move when distant barks reached her suds. Nothing seemed to be real as shetried to remember how she ended up on the floor in the forst place. Hr brain hurt almost as she tried to remember. All of a sudden pointy daggers gently clenched her scruff, someone was dragging her free of the boards. She tried to grow but nothing came out. She was gently lied down and then left alone. Darkness was takin over by light as she opened her yellow eyes. Finding a stranger watching her made her sit up. She glanced around at the barn n then looked to the male. HE was finely built and brown and black. She had seen him...right? Yes she had he was uh..uh..Duke! She was remembering now. Looking up she saw the hole in the loft and shook her head. That movement sent pain rocketing through her head and side and she dropped her head to the ground. Clenching her eyes shut she flenched and looked at Duke. I am in great pain Duke.....I can't move my leg Pain was shooting through her leg and se yelped and looked at him. Her eyes help pain he couldn't imagine. Maybe she would forget why she fell?? She didn't remember anymore. Hey ima make her forget she was mad lol