Post by GREYtheFLAILER on Dec 10, 2010 0:47:45 GMT -5
[/color]Blue
How can you see into my eyes like open doors?
Leading you down into my core,
Where I've become so numb.
Without a soul, my spirit sleeping somewhere cold,
Until you find it there and lead it back home...
.xXx. It was such a new experience for Blue, to have her actions be limited; to be forced to surrender to the large Shepherd before her, and submit to him with the utmost respect. It was an experience in which Blue disliked, this much was true. And yet, the female tried not to let it bother her. She’d been in situations like this before, and she wasn’t about to let the power-hungry alpha before her rule her emotions. She’d always been known for keeping positive; and though the task may have seemed completely unrealistic to most, Blue was a female in which made others rethink possible. She was of a new breed; a new mind. She didn’t see the world in the bland shades of black and white as most did; good and evil; hate or love. Everything was detailed, and everything happened for a reason. Blue was a wolf in which pieced things together about canines, and the world alike, without even taking much note of it. However, not many knew this. Not many had dared break through the little guards Blue had put up, blocking her mind from the ones around her.
And frankly, she was perfectly content with that fact.
The femme’s ears flattened against her skull momentarily, as dangle spoke to her. He’d taken away her freedom, her dignity, and so it shouldn’t have been a surprise to her, when he took away her source of nutrition, as well. After a moment of showing her slight irritation, the female’s ears erected themselves once more, perking towards the alphas. She’d handled days without food, and therefore would not be bothered by such an unruly punishment. Her facial expression then portrayed nothing, as trained, and she simply stared towards the dogs before her with empty eyes.
That is, until unneeded harshness leapt forth like a lion, digging its claws into an unsuspecting victim.
Blue’s ears shot back once again, as she took a small step back, watching the scene unfold before her. A low and throaty growl itched at the back of the wolf’s throat, but she knew better then to permit it to escape her. Blue didn’t need more trouble for herself, although the monstrosity of the scene alone was almost enough for her to react. As the lead femme walked up towards Dangle once more, Blue lowered her head, ears swivelling this way and that; attempting to determine the perfect reaction. She tried to make eye contact with the victim, to send her a look of comfort, but there was no way of knowing if she would have caught the glance. Everyone seemed to have mixed reactions; although Blue felt it slightly amusing, how as soon as the alpha asked for an opinion, everyone spoke up eagerly. Blue had known dogs and wolves alike that acted somewhat near the two alphas here, and if they had anything in common, they had no interest whatsoever in what their pack thought. It was all about power. Blue wondered briefly if Dangle and his mate, Nova, actually did have the best interest in mind for their members or not, but quickly brushed off the thought. It was far too early, to begin understanding their behaviour.
But then again, Blue would have plenty of time here, wouldn’t she?
The smaller ebony female shook her coat free of dust, before pausing to watch the particles dance through the air, as they made their way towards the ground. The small little movement almost made her smile, but the physical restraints Blue had currently were too strong to allow that. As the dust settled onto the ground, Blue’s attention shifted to one of the males that had come late, as well. She tried to remember his name; dangle had spoken it, and Blue had picked up on the lowly tone of his voice. The one that said “I’m better than you,” with every single word that slipped past his lips. Xiv. Blue’s ears perked slightly, as she cast a sideways glance towards him, watching as he lay down. There was something about him that was so utterly rebellious; it intrigued her. Although, she knew so much better to ask questions about him, or even speak to him directly. She was, as Dangle put it, a “slave.” This, meant that it would be possibly dangerous for her to approach anyone out of turn, let alone Xiv.
Slave.
The female’s mind drifted slowly towards the word, the meaning of it causing her mixed thoughts. She was currently the lowest of the low; the canine no one would be caught dead interacting with. The body, in which was controlled, and had no rights. Her opinion didn’t matter, nor did her actions. She was only to be scolded, but never praised. Blue was nothing.
Absolutely... Nothing.
Without thought, without voice, without a soul,
Don't let me die here.
There must be something more,
Bring me to life...
Words: 881
Muse: Off. D;
Notes: Sorry it took me a while... My computer broke, so I'm on moms. Dx
And no worries, Docile. Even if he was creepin' it'd be all good. Personally, I LOVE creepers.<3 But anyways, Blue's curious about him. So 'tis alright. xD[/size]
