Yearning for.... [Grey and Riley]

[Wolfeh]

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[atrb=background,http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww202/xamayaxkismetx/wolfmid.png] In broad daylight a white figure of a shadow glided across the ground. Every muscle in her body rippled with strength. Her salmon pink tongue lolled on the tips of her canines as she trotted quickly. That is me. The name Wolf. Breed Akita. Simple as that. My breed was created by the Japanese as guard, and hunting dogs. When trained we tend to be excellent at what ever we do. Plus I can hunt bear and boar. Not a lot of breeds were bred for that. My lineage goes way back to the ancestors of the wolf. Or the humans call the Dire Wolf but my knowledge of that wasn't there. The breeding season came at my age of 1 year. I was old enough to breed without stunting my growth. In fact being in heat made me flirtatious sort to speak. It was uncontrollable. Then again this was my first cycle. My scent traveled for miles in hopes of a mate. I could care less if they were a purebred or a mutt. Big or small. The call within me was great. I lifted my muzzle and began a lonely howl. It showed deep sadness and yearning. It echoed threw out the land. My ears pricked for any noise as I stopped a little away from the lake itself. I waited for any sign that my call was heard or at that my presence was known. My nose twitched as I smelled the musky scent hit. It was familiar the other wasn't. This will be good I'll make 'em fight for it, I growled in my mind with a gentle smile on my features. I sat down and waited. My tail uncurled and rested on the ground. My paws shifted restlessly in front of me. Muse: pretty good Puppet: Wolf Words: 302 Comments: This wil lbe interesting

[Riley]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/33y2iir.jpg] Archeron raised his darkened eyes from his slumber where he had slept along the lake. A call had awoken him. it was one as old as time and it pulled at him like nothing he had ever before felt. Nothing he had remembered anyway. It was the call of a female in heat. And she was looking for someone to....keep her company. It had been some time since he had come across another being other than the voices that ran through his head and Archeron was interested. For once it wasn't the crazed feeling to kill that of which he crossed, though he was sure he would bring her to his side. He sincerely wanted to have the company of another. He had been so long alone that it made him ache. He pulled himself to his feet and set off in the direction of the young female. He was looking a little better then he had in some time. His coat was truly well kept right now, as well as it could be anyway. There was strength left in his muscles as he had been hunting in the lake areas where game was plentiful. He was sure there would be no way she could refuse him. When Archeron saw the female, he liked what he saw. Young, beautiful, strong and most importantly, healthy. Good for pups... he thought. Vexis valued pups above all else. hey came along so rarely that they were treated in the highest and sent them on into the world before they too could be infected. He approached carefully. Hello young lady. I heard your call and I came answering. My name is Archeron. May I keep your company?

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[Wolfeh]

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[atrb=background,http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww202/xamayaxkismetx/wolfmid.png] My white body glistened in the suns rays. Giving it a shimmering look. My orbs twinkled showing my youth. I wonder who will come first, I thought at the same moment I saw movement. I watched the figure walk toward me cautiously. I smiled as his shape appeared before me. His coat was kept not as well as mine but kept. He had a muscular frame. His color was a span of reddish colors with black points on his muzzle, tail, and legs. He towered over my lithe form. He had solid black eyes. I thought they were pretty. I dipped my head as he stopped in front of me. My thick white tail began to wag steadily. Hello young lady. I heard your call and I came answering. My name is Archeron. May I keep your company? he asked. Archeron, such a pretty name, I thought letting a giggle escape. "Pleased to meet you Archeron," I said rolling his name on my tongue. "My name is Wolf. And you may good Sir," I said with a giggle. My nose twitched as the scent of a rabbit hit my nose. I began to drool. I was so preoccupied with finding a mate I didn't even notice my stomach growling at me. I looked at it shamefully. I turned my attention back to Archeron with a toothy grin. I wanted to eat but I wanted a mate. Eh such a hard choice. "Man I'm hungry," I grumbled to myself or so I thought. I didn't realize I said it louder than I intended. I flicked my ears as I looked into Archeron's eyes. "So where do you come from Archeron?" I asked politely not wanting to pry but I would like to know a bit about my possible mate before we mated and such. Muse: pretty good Puppet: Wolf Words: 321 Comments: This will be interesting

[Riley]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/33y2iir.jpg] Such beauty... Archeron thought as he gazed upon young Wolf. It had been so long since the Vexis King had really had to be gentle with anyone and he kept reminding himself to be an utter gentlemen as his father before him had taught. "So where do you come from Archeron?"

[/u] He heard the beautiful fae ask.

I come from a long line of Kings.[/i] Archeron responded. Ages of nobility and chivalry run through my veins. It is true that our home in the Devil's Throat is none too hospitable but I know that you would be happy there, if you should chose to come. That is your choice. I would never dream of forcing you to anything. But i offer you anything you could ever want. I offer you the place at my side as my Queen, young Wolf. You will never want for anything, this I can assure you.[/i]

He knew she was hungry as the heat always made the faes. This was his chance to prove himself to her. To win her to his side. He knew he would have to do a great deal to do so.

Allow me to hunt for you. it would bring me not greater happiness then to know I have satisfied you.[/i] Archeron said with a bow of his head.

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OOC; I'm so sorry for not posting yet! I promise I will post after wolfeh does xD It will be the next thread I reply to. xD

[Wolfeh]

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[atrb=background,http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww202/xamayaxkismetx/wolfmid.png] He is so gentle and well mannered. He would make a great father, I told myself noting it in my mind. My ears pricked again as he began telling me where he came from. Wow he is a royal king, I noted to myself. "Queen? Me? You serious?" I stammered with a little frown. I heard the Devil's Throat was where the infected canines lived. And that there wasn't a lot of water or food there. I cocked my head, difficult choice I have. My stomach growled again just before he asked to hunt for her. I giggled as he bowed his head. "That would be good deed Good Sir. I won't force you to do anything you don't want to do," I said trying to sound like him. My orbs twinkled with mischief as my frown faded away. Queen Wolf, sounds pretty good to me, I thought. I rolled the name across my tongue like one would do to savor a bit of rabbit or squirrel. I was very tempted to accept this offer of Archeron's but I wanted to think it over. Perhaps another male would have a better offer. I gave a little sigh before shaking myself back into reality. "I don't mind if you hunt good sir, in fact it would give you brownie points," I said licking my chops. I smiled at him as more drool fell down to the ground. Muse: pretty good Puppet: Wolf Words: 305 Comments: Its getting harder for her *pets Wolf* poor baby

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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. Faster. Duke’s mind raced as his muscular legs propelled him forwards, head ducking low to align his neck with his shoulders. His grasp stayed firm on the limp frame of the rabbit he had previously taken the life from, and the animal dangled pathetically from his jaws, limbs swinging from side to side with each stride closer to Duke’s new destination. He knew he wouldn’t be the only brute taking up the females call; however, Duke couldn’t force himself to turn down a possible offer. He was a brute who tended to think with his hormones, and was never one to turn down on offer such as this. There was only one problem. Duke’s keen ears had picked up the feint noise from kilometres away, and the Doberman knew that if he wanted any action whatsoever, he had his work cut out for him. So, now as he raced onwards, snaking through the mass of dense trees, the brute focused on manoeuvring his way through the wood. It wasn’t a challenge for him, either. Duke had spent his entire life so far getting past obstacles; avoiding-and exterminating- possible risks. It was only natural for the brute, given the strength and stamina he had gathered, to be a natural at navigating through such things as this forest. The rabbit that angled from his jaws was simply a little something extra. It was always fit to walk into a situation with an advantage. Whether it be a fight, or the wooing of a female. There was no difference. After a good ten minutes of high-speed running, the Doberman slowed, shaking his skull momentarily before continuing on in a quick trot. His heart thrummed in his chest lively, and his breathing was accelerated, though nowhere near showing weakness. The brute snorted as he worked his way closer, finally coming in view of the female and company. And he was surprised to see one of the members of his pack, Wolf. The snort he had expelled had been much like that of a young and eager stallion; harsh and assertive. It was however silent enough to stay unheard from the two near the water’s edge. Slowly, Duke walked from the depths of the shadows, his body moving forwards with a powerful elegance not seen in many brutes with appearance such as his. And it was only natural for him to let his eyes flicker towards the brute momentarily. He seemed to be some sort of wolf, extremely large, though overly slim. It seemed to be natural with the build, but Duke was easy to pick out the fact the brute would be fast and have stamina; however not brutal strength. The wolf was almost three times the size of Wolf herself, if not more. What an interesting pair. A small smirk spread across Duke’s maw as he walked up to Wolf, coming to an abrupt halt a few feet away from her to drop the rabbit to the ground, before lowering his skull to nudge it in her direction. Only then did he look towards the brute, a competitive spark in his eye. “Seems I’ve beat you to the chase, brute. I apologise, but it was needed to level the playing grounds.” He said simply, his smirk growing before gazing towards Wolf, arching his muscular neck in attempt to stretch it, before relaxing. “It’s a pleasure to see you once more, Wolf... It’s clear you’ve matured. Wonderful.” He spoke simply, sending her a small little smile, before looking towards the other brute briefly. Duke seemed relaxed; interested. However, every muscle in his entire frame was tense, ears swivelling towards the brute a few feet away. He was waiting. For what? A fight, of course. Duke was bred to fight. He ran like a well oiled machine when it came to such things. He’d been raised to become a monster when fighting, a complete danger to anyone around him. And that was exactly how it had turned out. Duke’s skill was beyond that of most dogs, and he took advantage of that. This brute however, was one of the few that actually topped Duke’s height of 30’ at the withers. The Doberman usually towered over others, but he had a feeling the height wouldn’t matter. Fact is, that Duke figured he had the brute near him beat. The wolf was overly slim, as Duke had said before, thus not possessing all needed strength. Duke was slim himself, but he had the muscle of a dog his size. It could be a draw, given the complete quickness Duke pictured the brute had, though he could never really be sure. There was two things though, that Duke was completely sure. One, if Wolf ended up picking Duke, he would make it completely clear to her that he was in no need of a mate, and would keep it strictly business. He would be there for the puppies, of course. But not in a completely fatherly fashion. Duke simply didn’t feel. Not around pups, nor females. The only feeling he ever got was anger, and pleasure; from females. Anger was usually Duke’s immediate reaction to a situation, however. It was just his instincts. The second thing the brute knew for sure was that if Wolf picked another alpha over him, she would be forced to leave. Especially if she wanted a mate, after all. The Doberman couldn’t take losing in a fight very easily, and would literally never stop, but losing a female... That wasn’t quite as bad. Hell, it did anger him though. And Duke would admit to some incredibly monstrous thoughts towards the male wolf, as he thought about such things. However, Duke would find out if Wolf wanted an actual mate. Because if so, there was no chance in wasting his breath on her. Why? Mates and true love were all the same. They were simply disgusting; pathetic. To Duke, they weren’t worth the breath. 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: 1, 095 Muse: Good! Notes: His entrance has been made, lmao. Bring on the testosterone. xD

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[Riley]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/33y2iir.jpg] Archeron eyed down the Doberman male the suddenly decided to make an appearance on HIS day. Fabulous. Archeron thought, a grin. If I thought hunting for her would be impressive, fighting to stand at her side will surely bring her to me. He certainly had height and speed on the other dog, this was for sure; and what looked like skin and bones hide taught, lean muscle. Yes, this aught to be quick. Archeron stepped protectively in front of Wolf. Something seemed off about this brute but Archeron couldn't quite put his paw on it. He be damned if he let anything happen to the fae he wanted to call his mate. I apologize, Sir. But unfortunately I must ask you to leave. You see, Wolf and I here were rather in the middle of something. Perhaps you could speak to her at another time?

[/i] Archeron put out there. It seemed he might as well attempt to have the male leave before fighting him.

Archeron was always the confident sort, not one to let others stand in his way. He had his mind and heart set on Wolf and by God, he'd do everything in his power short of forcing her to come with him. yes, if he must he would fight this brute as far as he was able until the other submitted. Yes, he had no problem with this so long as it would win Wolf's heart. Who knew...maybe he would add another member to his pack...

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Other:: Let the fur fly...

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[Wolfeh]

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[atrb=background,http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww202/xamayaxkismetx/wolfmid.png] I cocked my head as the scent of Duke hit my nose. Not long after that he appeared with a rabbit in his jaws. Drool dripped down from my jaws as he pushed the rabbit in front of me. I laid down and began to crunch on the rabbit. The rabbit didn't last long but it filled me up. I began to lick the blood off my paws and muzzle. It's a pleasure to see you once more, Wolf... It's clear you've matured. Wonderful, he spoke simply, sending me a small little smile, before looking toward the other brute briefly. "Hello Duke. Thank you for the rabbit," I replied softly. I dipped my head respectfully to the alpha of the pack I grew up in. When Archeron stepped in front of me, my blood ran cold. "Please don't fight, not for me," I whispered. I liked them both the same. I knew Duke was more for the duty and Archeron I wasn't sure. My head was spinning with what was happening. The thought came to my mind about a forever mate but I couldn't form that bond in the same day I was planning on mating. Duke raised me from a young age so he had more of a chance at the moment. Archeron's offer was high but I didn't think I was ready for the alphess role. Only being a year I didn't think I was mature enough to be that role. I looked down at my paws. I knew if I chose Duke I would stay in the pack I grew up in. I would be forced to leave if I chose Archeron. I growled softly at the thought. This was going to be tougher than I thought it would be, I told myself sadly. Muse: pretty good Puppet: Wolf Words: 315 Comments: This is interesting

[Riley]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/33y2iir.jpg] Archeron was confused. He looked back at Wolf with a tenderness as she asked him not to fight. He nuzzled her gently and that one touch whispered more than the promises he had already offered. It spoke of love and devotion, more than any words could have. With another look at Duke, he stepped back from his aggressive stance and stood beside Wolf as he knew his proper place was. He sat and watched the other male but showed no signs of wishing him harm. "It is as my lady wishes that I step back but do not see this as a sign that I have given he knew that up. No, this is my devotion to her. Attack me if you wish but do not harm her."

[/i] Archeron said to Duke with a firmness. He sat with his head high and hoped for the best. He hoped that Duke would really not attack and that Wolf would see what this meant. He knew he would do what he must to bring Wolf home with him. It was as simple as that. He had made up his mind.

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[atrb=background,http://i720.photobucket.com/albums/ww202/xamayaxkismetx/wolfmid.png] I looked up at Archeron and gave a kind smile. I looked at Duke and gave a small smile. At the nuzzle of Archeron I made up my mind. "I've... I've..." I stammered before making my voice louder. "I've made up my mind. I'm going to go with Archeron." I growled before going on. "Besides you failed to see Taik's treatment toward me. Always scolding me for stupid things like getting thorn in my paw. I can't live in the pack knowing that my pups will be raised with someone who tormented me like she did. Its a wonder I didn't kill myself. I also want to know that my pups with be cared for and loved by their father rather than it just feeling like I was by myself or leaving them with Taik. Sorry Duke but maybe if you had see the signs I put right in front of your face my decision would have been different," I finished leaning into Archeron's side. I rested my head against his shoulder comforting myself with a complete stranger. But in my wounded mind Duke was more of a stranger and I couldn't live with the fact that my pups would have to be watched by the likes of Taik. I growled the thoughts away. "Just go Duke. Please just go." I whispered loud enough for Archeron and Duke to hear me. I licked Archeron's cheek before looking back at Duke. I made my decision and I was relieved of it. Alpha Wolf had a nice ring to it once I get used to it, I thought to myself reminding myself of Archeron's woe. Muse: pretty good Puppet: Wolf Words: 292 sorry its short Comments: The choice was really hard and sadly the plot changed. I put bitterness and hatred into my beloved Wolf.

[Riley]

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[atrb=background,http://i56.tinypic.com/33y2iir.jpg] Archeron looked over at Wolf, he could hardly believe what he was hearing. She chose. She really chose him. He was ecstatic as a warmth filled his heart. He nuzzles his Wolf as she leaned against him for comfort. He knew that there would be long days ahead...and possibly pups, but Archeron did not set his hopes too high. He knew that Wold had made an extremely hard decision and it would take some time before she was comfortable in her new home; but he would do everything he could to make her comfortable and feel welcomed in his home....her home. Archeron looked up at Duke, waiting for him to say something. He knew that this would be a pivotal moment in which he may have to step up. He licked Wolf's ears gently, comfortingly as he heard what she had been through. He made a silent promise to himself that she would never see such harshness and pain again. Her suffering was over. "If you wish, my dear Wolf, I can take you home to say your goodbyes to the Rigormortis, or we can go home to your kingdom. It is your choice and i will do as you wish."

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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 was utterly appalled. He stood before the two canines, his expression changing to one of complete disgust, partnered with slight amusement. Now, he had just listened to Wolf explain the reasons she was leaving his pack for the infected, disgusting, brute before him. So, it was only natural for him to be amused. However, it was the fact Wolf tried to blame Duke for her leaving, which was what set him off. She was only leaving because she was greedy; longing for the alpha position that the other brute was offering. Either it was that, or the female actually believed in ‘true love.’ The very thought almost caused a low chuckle to escape Duke. But, he would keep collected. For the most part. Once she finished her little speech, Duke’s small, mocking smile twisted onto his features. He observed her leaning into Acheron with, and tilted his head slightly, smile unmoving. It was completely hilarious, how she could suddenly fall in love with a little fucker like the brute before him. It was when she whispered to Duke, as if it had been a difficult decision, her voice hesitant and soft, for him to leave. [Well, I’ll be damned. Duke thought silently, a small chuckle leaving him, before he spoke. “Now, now, young Wolf. Don’t get ahead of yourself.” He said, another sly chuckle leaving him. “I will leave when I feel content in doing so.” He spoke slowly, eyes flickering to make contact with hers, as his smile grew slightly, taking on a dark tint. He’d always been respectful towards his pack members, Wolf included. And now, this poor little female was about to say Duke’s nasty side. The Doberman watched her lick Archeron’s cheek and smirked, raising a brow towards the brute as he spoke. It was then, all amusement left his features; draining away slowly, only to leave evidence of pure, unbridled monstrosity. Duke lowered his head and exhaled, eyes narrowing slightly, hatred shining deep within the lines of his expression. His smile returned at that moment, though it was about as nasty as Duke’s thought currently were. Nothing but a warning of a sneer. “I’m afraid that won’t be possible. For, if you venture into my lands, my pack and I will slaughter you both, and leave your worthless corpses for the crows to feed on.” Duke spoke, venom in his voice, as well as his features. He was rigid, though not in a fighting stance, as most would have expected. “See, I only came here because it was possible I would enjoy a good screwing with you, Wolf. Archeron here, clearly has ‘fallen’ for you. So, you go on with him, and lead your infected little group of a pack, while I go and find some other female to have my way with.” Duke spoke, emitting a small yawn after he was unfinished, as if completely unbothered by the insults he was projecting towards the other two. However, everything he was saying was completely true from his point of view. Wolf was now a traitor, in his eyes, and if he ever came across her alone, there would certainly be some damage done. Duke jerked up his head to release one, throaty bark, before taking a few steps back slowly, showing her was completely unafraid of the situation, and longing to leave. He smiled at them both, before ripping his head towards Wolf. “So, in goodbye, I say enjoy getting impregnated. Because it’s all you are going to be to this male. His brood.” Duke said, grinning once more. “Toodles.” He said, mockingly, before turning to trot off into the dense brush of the trees, retreating into the cover of the shadows. A satisfied little grin spread across his features as he picked up into a needed jog, thoughts racing. He had so many things to do. But first... The Doberman needed a little action. His very core longed it, now. Being around a scent as intoxicating as a female in heat for moments on end was almost painful, for Duke. With a little chuckle, he picked up speed into a run, legs propelling him forwards with adrenaline. Tell your boyfriend, if he says he’s got beef... That I’m a vegetarian, and I ain’t fucking scared of him. 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...

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Notes: I didn't proof, sorry. Dx

On another note, he's feeling extremely pissed, apparently. xD Someone makes enemies quickly!<3

Also, sorry if the language bothers you guys. It's just Duke. xP Though, this is definitely the nastiest post with him so far.

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OOC; this thread done, guys?

[Wolfeh]

I think so