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Post by Vereor Lupus on Feb 6, 2010 12:38:21 GMT -5
Thick, mighty breezes tried to push Vereor off of the mountains of Vilgar. He had heard the legends of the God of Vilgar. He was a very powerful God, the God of bloodshed and evil. The cold of freezing temperatures that pierced your eyes, of the snow the crumbles beneath the warm-blooded paws of the Wolf. He knew that there was a lupa here that spoke directly from him, a very powerful wolf walking among these mountains and valleys. He would do anything to be able to work for him directly, maybe not this lupa, but for Vilgar.
He had been traveling up this mountain for quite a time now, not really sure if Esperanza was behind him. Although, he wanted her to be. He felt something weird whenever he was around her. Maybe it was some sort of connection? He didn’t really know and attempted to brush it off as he clawed his way up this steep slope. The breeze picked up and forced him to stop walking for the moment. If he would move during a breeze like that, he would tumble down this slope. He was doing his best to avoid that, just in case Esperanza was following.
His muscles were tense as he swiveled his head around to look for Esperanza. He wouldn’t be able to see her unless he could see her eyes, for her coat was one of the whitest. Snow crawled and crept through his oak pelt, trying to cling on to make him turn around. He shook a little and waited for the orbs of the lupa.
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Post by Esperanza on Feb 9, 2010 20:09:55 GMT -5
A soft growl escaped through Esperanza's throat as the wind picked up slightly, it's icy coldness brushing against her pelt. She snapped her jowls close, spittle freezing as it landed on the snow. She wrinkled her brow and closed her amber orbs slightly, staring through slits. The only good thing about the icy wind was that the snow it was tossing and turning hid her scent and she couldn't be spotted thanks to her white pelt. A smile smile played on her maw as she thought of the advantage. It faded when she thought she lost sight of Vereor. Her orbs widened, ignoring the stinging wind, and searched the terra.
Her auds pricked as she spotted him, to the left and a couple yards in the front. She must have walked off course and not in a straight line. Sighing, she turned and began to head forward. She didn't anticipate the strong wind and was blown off her feet and into the cold snow when it hit. She rolled onto her stomach and lay there, closing her orbs almost all the way and muttered. This day was just going to get better and better.
Opening her right orb slightly, she turned her dome. She spotted Vereor looking for her. Shaking herself and her cold bodice, she began to crawl forward. Ignoring the powerful wind, she gained some ground until she was a tail length away from Vereor. Lifting her small dome, she spoke "This wind is harsh. Harsher then winds I experienced in my old home" her lyrics showed fascination, joy, and also sadness in their depths. |
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Post by Vereor Lupus on Feb 9, 2010 20:37:21 GMT -5
Before he saw the brightness of her orbs, he heard a tumble a little lower than him. He waited, assuming that it wasn’t Esperanza. He knew that they were in deep snow and the wind was very heavy, it would more than likely be the snow falling from the side of the mountain. But he knew he must have been wrong when he thought it wans’t her. Idiotic instinct. He growled a powerful growl at himself, for her life could have been on the line. She could have fallen down the mountain and it would have been his fault. Normally he would have been satisfied with this outcome, but this wolf had great potential for his pups. Although, he would wait to ask her or show her he was worthy. He would not push it.
He quickly slid down to her as she crawled his way. His abnormally sharp teeth took a good grip on her scruff and pulled her to stand up. A Drappa would not accept her if she saw her like this, and wouldn’t let that happen. As she got on her feet he looked into those golden orbs in a very mysterious way. His jade eyes would be unreadable to this lupa. After catching himself doing this, he quickly turned around. He couldn’t show affection for her, if the Drappa saw this she would not allow one of them in. That’s just how evil packs were, until they were official members.
He looked back again to make sure she was okay. They would be at the top soon. Pushing and tense, he worked his way up. His auds were swiveled backward to listen to Esperanza’s footsteps and his tail was tucked in to stay warm and look submissive. They were at the top now. The winds stopped, the Drappa would be around. He could smell her, very strongly. He listened for Esperanza and held his head up high, ears still back for her. His tail came out and became level with his hackles, showing neutral submission. He jolted his eyes around to spot this Drappa, muscles prepared to move away from an attack.
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Post by Esperanza on Feb 9, 2010 21:17:08 GMT -5
Esperanza didn't make a sound as his ivories dug into her ruff and he pulled her up. She would have spoken but shut her jowls quickly when he stared into her orbs, his expression unreadable. He then turned quickly away from her without a word, and she glanced away, staring at nothing. She had made a full of herself and now, she thought, that his judgment of her was lowering. She wasn't as hard-core as many dark lupines and might not be accepted..and that frightened her. She let her auds flick back and she stared at the terra, waiting for him to move forward.
She felt his orbs on her once more, but she didn't look up. She couldn't meet his gaze at the moment. She was too ashamed of her own weakness to glance up. When he began to walk, she forced her pillars forward. She tucked her banner in tightly against her stomach and trudged forward. She her her auds back, orbs cast down and face expressionless. Her paws sank a bit in the snow though not much, for she was lighter built then he. She had no more tumbles in the snow, but the last one, and its embarrassment was still fresh.
When he stopped, she moved around him, knowing they had reached the top. She lifted her small down, orbs staring straight a head with no expression. Thats how a dark wolf was supposed to be, heartless, right? She untucked her banner, letting it hang loosely around her haunches and the ground. Her dome was held slightly up, but not to high to show dominance. Her pelt ruffled slightly and she stood with a stiff stance a bit behind and beside Vereor. She knew this would be utterly hopeless, for she was more of a neutral lupine, but parting from Vereor would hurt her more then she could imagine so she had to be tough, she had to. |
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Post by Teekah Kranis on Feb 10, 2010 16:27:57 GMT -5
Vilgar. A treacherous place for even the strongest of wolves. The steep, unforgiveable terrain held hidden dangers beneath the surface. 24/7 it was wrapped in blizzards, but the true misfortune that beheld those who found themselves lost in the snows, truly lay beneath the frost within the caves that lay home to the Blizzard Moon Pack. Bloodthirsty and insane, you would have to be utterly suicidal to confront them. Though their numbers were very little as of late, true strength did not come from sheer numbers alone. Led by a drappa who is completely mad, and supported by a ruthless beta male. The pack was very unpredictable and indeed, dangerous. No one would willingly go up against the twisted and sickening members of Blizzard Moon in terrain as bad as that, especially when the pack had the home territory advantage.
The blizzard howled around the mountainside as the ebony femme rose above the ice-bitten crest. Its powerful fury tussled through her fur with the demonic anger, trying to throw any who crossed the mountain into the abyss. Though, she was used to the harshness of her territory and a storm like this was just an everyday thing. If it got too vicious she could always take refuge in one of the mountains many caves that lay hidden beneath the snow. Invisible to strangers but almost obvious to the drappa who knew every inch of her territory. Every cave had something near it that marked its whereabouts, but if you weren't of Blizzard Moon and were unusued to such storms, you wouldn't last a night.
Two scents blew by her, a femme and a male. Both heading deeper into Vilgar, and both coming her way. She padded forward, crimson orbs eating up the snow infront of her as she stared through the blizzard. Her tall, lanky figure emerged through the blanket of white infront of the two wolves. They both seemed tired from fighting the elements as they climbed. She noted the white femmes fur looked wetter than the males, probably due to numerous falls in the snow. Though she also took in the fact that the femme was still standing strong despite the falls. Teekah turned her attention to the male who seemed tired but determined to go on. She walked forward, her appearance clearer now. She was tall, lanky, black but her appearance was dominated by a white dorsal stripe from nose to tail and crimson orbs. She stood strong with her tail raised in dominance.
"What is your business in Vilgar?.."
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Post by Vereor Lupus on Feb 11, 2010 17:19:16 GMT -5
This was Vereor’s only chance to be accepted into a pack somewhere. The only real chance he had to survive the life that was to become of him. He wanted to become a part of this pack no matter what it took. He would kill, torture, and obstruct the Balance. The three things that Wolves were banned from doing. He would do anything. And with no surprise, he had nothing against doing those things that Wolves were not supposed to. He was a wolf of evil, a wolf that was truly … corrupted. Except when it came to this lupa that was standing beside him. He felt like it was his duty to protect her. Protect her from the icy wind, from the penetrating mountains erupting from Halasia’s core. He would do whatever he could to make sure she got in too.
The orbs that penetrated him were a bright crimson. A color of eyes that he had never seen in any of his days. She was very confident of herself, and had very interesting markings. Markings of a rodent that he had only seen once. It had a very strong odor and a short temper. This wolf didn’t have an odor. She smelled very good to him, almost too good. This seemed like the type of lupa that would never accept a Dragga, or let alone a wolf to bear pups. Was this type even able to have pups? Vereor pondered that as he looked at her bodice. It was sleek and agile, no doubt a very impressive runner and fighter. Vereor was a very large wolf, both with height and muscle. He had always been the biggest that he knew, and he was a little taller than this Drappa that stood before him.
As she held her tail up, he wanted to hold his up too. But he brought his eyes to the same level as hers, instead of looking down to her. “I wish to become a part of this pack that you lead. I’ve heard many impressive things … I am Vereor. Vereor Lupus.”
[/i] He didn’t know much to say. He didn’t want to be cheesy or kiss up to her. He tensed his muscles a little, not remembering that she would be able to see the size of him. A large wolf, great potential of being a protector.[/size][/blockquote] |
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Post by Esperanza on Feb 11, 2010 17:50:59 GMT -5
Esperanzahad let her dome drop slightly as she waited. Her paws where shifting every now and then to keep the blood flowing. She knew she could not stay still for a while, for it was to cold to do so. Her auds flicked back against dome as she scanned the tundra, her orbs missing nothing for she was used to the stormy terrain by now. Her nose twitched, scenting the cold wind but it brought nothing and that annoyed her. Yet she did not break the silence. She didn't want to AND didn't know what to say.
Esperanza spotted the lupa. It was not hard for her pelt was black and her orbs crimson. This shocked her and she stepped back a bit, black lips pulled back. She stood taunt but was still very submissive, telling from the thick muscles and just the powerful aurora she gave told that Espy wouldn't stand a chance against her. She said nothing and tried not to look threatening but still, she did not trust this lupa, and would never even if she gave loyalty to her for being her leader.
Flicking her auds forward, she listened to the lupa speak, asking what business they had here. Before she could speak, Vereor did, saying he wanted to join. She let her pelt lie flat but still kept a good distance between her and the lupa, and...sadly Vereor as well. She spoke, not caring if her lyrics could be heard over the wind "Esperanza is my name, and I seek to join your pack for it reminds me of my old home" she turned her orbs away as she finished speaking. |
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Post by Teekah Kranis on Feb 13, 2010 9:19:23 GMT -5
The males reaction to her made her grin inside. She definately had the shock factor when it came to looks. After all, she wasn't exactly all that normal looking; black with strange markings and blood red eyes, unusually tall yet lanky. Not your average wolf appearance. Though she wasn't exactly bothered what others thought of how she looked, it was always funny to see their reaction. "You are welcome here, Vereor. You would be very useful to Blizzard Moon. It is proof enough that you managed to climb Vilgar in the storm." Teekah paused for a moment. "I offer you a Curator rank."
Her crimson orbs shifted to The Ivory femme. "This lupa is with you?.." She spoke, the question directed at Vereor more than the femme as she looked rather timid. Just as Teekah was about to speak once more the femme spoke out, though her voice seemed frail as it was swept away by the howling of the wind. "Why should i let you in, sikkla. You seek to remain here because it reminds you of your old home? Only the bloodthirsty, crazed and powerful reside here, you would not hurt a butterfly." Teekah hissed and stalked forward a few steps towards Esperanza. "You better not be wasting my time..."
Unless this femme could prove herself to be worthy then she would be driven away or killed where she stood. Even if she was to be accepted, then it would be unlikely that she would get a rank above omega. She didn't seem to be much of a useful asset to the pack other than as a punchbag or to bear pups for the packs future. Both were a possibility, depends on Teekahs mood if she would be merciful on the curltail or take out her anger on her. Usually she would order the pack to protect all the femmes as they were the future of a pack. But a small femme that may possibly die when giving birth was another matter. Teekah had to admit that she was strong enough to get this far so she could be useful. She would never admit it out loud but if this femme stood strong infront of her, she may just get accepted.
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Post by Vereor Lupus on Feb 13, 2010 20:33:12 GMT -5
Vereor was watching this wolf very carefully. She definitely was an interesting looking lupa, nothing like anything he’s every laid his eyes upon. But she didn’t attract him, not a wolf that would carry his pups. She wasn’t the mother he wanted for his pups. He had already chosen a wolf for this duty, even if she hadn’t known it yet. His eyes hadn’t left Teekah’s for a moment while she offered him the duty of curator. “I will accept your offer.”
[/i] That is the job of the pack that he was born to do. He could never be Dragga, he was too large to not use his body for protection. Then the next thing he knew, this wolf was picking on Esperanza. Why should i let you in, sikkla. You seek to remain here because it reminds you of your old home? Only the bloodthirsty, crazed and powerful reside here, you would not hurt a butterfly. He let a growl rumble through his throat at the Drappa. It was something that he wasn’t able to control, or let alone pay attention to. For some reason he didn’t care if this wolf kicked him out. He knew that he would be able to get into another pack and be a very valuable aspect of them too. He turned around and watched her carefully, ceasing his growling. His muscles have been tensed this entire time, waiting for a fight to occur. So if she turned around and tried to throw him down the mountain, he would be ready. He wanted to protect Esperanza, but he wouldn’t be able to get her into the pack. She would have to stand up for herself and prove herself worthy. But it was very likely that she would get omega. These types of Drappas didn’t like the thought of another lupa trying to take over their position. Vereor was unable to do anything, all he could do was watch. He would not stay if Esperanza was on the verge of death, that would not be right. He waited, standing his ground in case either of them attacked each other.[/blockquote][/size] |
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Post by Esperanza on Feb 13, 2010 20:57:05 GMT -5
Esperanza flicked her auds to the side as she listened to the lupa talk to Vereor. She knew that he would get into the pack without trouble but she was another story. She smiled to herself as Vereor accepted the rank he had been offered. Then things got very nasty. Esperanza was caught off guard when the drappa hissed at her, with venom. Esperanza backed up quickly, oh so quickly. Her dome went down and auds pinned flat as she stared straight at her, listening to the verbal attack.
Espy turned when she heard Vereor growl. Her orbs grew wide and she shook her dome at him. She didn't want him to get kicked out of the pack for her. She then turned back to the drappa, shrinking back again. Why did this drappa hate her so much already? Espy knew she was not as black hearted or corrupted as others but she not weak. Far from it actually. Esperanza knew Vereor could not protect her so she had to do it herself, or be killed.
Esperanza took a deep breath then stepped forward. Her auds where pinned back against her dome. Her pelt was stand on end, bristling. Her banner was straight up and rigged. Her lips pulled back over her ivories, spittle dripping from them. "I am used to these lands, drappa, " she spat "I won't need you or any of your members protecting me or even trying. I won't weigh you down. About the part that I won't hurt a butterfly, you are wrong! I killed my family, drappa, MY FAMILY! Just to save myself" she hissed. "I dont need you giving me crap just because what you THINK." Whirling, she began to move off. Not even her connection to Vereor could cool her down at the moment. |
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Post by Teekah Kranis on Feb 14, 2010 8:11:33 GMT -5
ooc: Teekah is just going to pin Esperanza for walking off then tell her shes accepted as omega. Then you are both part of the pack =3
As Teekah approached Esperanza she heard a growl come from Vereor to her side. Her crimson orbs narrowed to slits. "Silence, Vereor." She hissed and continued to pad towards Esperanza who was now standing up to Teekah, tail raised high in the air. Teekah had to admit that she had nerve to stand up to her.
Esperanzas sudden outburst make Teekah grin with amusement, a grin that looked extremely savage rather then a contempt smile. She had meant to get the femme fired up and show her her dark side. The lupa definately had some potenial in the Blizzard Moon Pack. The spark of anger that Esperanza had just given off was just what she needed to show Teekah that she could be accepted.
Teekah watched as Esperanza turned her back on her and begun to pad off. Bad move. Despite Esperanza about to be accepted into Blizzard Moon, it is still never wise to turn your back on an apponent. In a flash Teekah had lunged forward, her paws connecting with Esperanzas back. She forced the ivory femme into the snow and rolled her over, her paws pinning her down by the chest. "Welcome to the pack, Omega." Teekah hissed, her eyes smouldering as she looked down at Esperanza.
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Post by Vereor Lupus on Feb 14, 2010 9:17:10 GMT -5
Vereor watched as Teekah narrowed her eyes at him, a very corrupted look. She told him to be silent, he glared back at her. Curator was a rank just as important as Beta, if not more important. The Curator of a pack is the wolf who dedicates their life to keeping the pack safe, a wolf that may intervene in decisions below the Drappa to keep the pack safe. They may even override the Beta’s decision. Vereor felt honored to be the protector of Blizzard Moon, this was no doubt one of the most powerful packs in Halasia.
He let his paws take him toward Teekah and Esperanza. The next events that occurred happened so quickly, and he wouldn’t be allowed to do anything. One by one, his paws led him toward the lupas, careful not to interrupt anything. He couldn’t believe that Esperanza turned her back and as she did so he barked a mean bark to warn her as to what she had done. But it was no use. She was pinned to the ground, her throat exposed to this blood-thirsty wolf. No matter what, Vereor would not let his Drappa kill Esperanza.
She was omega. At least she wasn’t killed. He looked at Esperanza with a look that was his affection to her, thanking her for standing up for herself. But he quickly washed that away, he couldn’t be seen showing affection to her. This would be seen as weakness. He would follow Teekah now, and keep her and the pack safe. Something he had been trained to do. Vereor Lupus, the Curator of Blizzard Moon. A devious smile lingered on his mull, but was swept away with his usual stoic expression. He waited impatiently for Teekah to move her bodice off of Esperanza…His auds were perked with his cranium below his shoulders. These eyes were not stoic, they were of a trademark intensity, a true Curator. (See middle image of Siggie xD) |
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Post by Esperanza on Feb 14, 2010 12:17:30 GMT -5
Esperanza knew turning her back was a mistake, but full out attacking the drappa would be worse. She had stalked away with venom and murder in her mind. Her bodice shook with contained anger. She bristled, auds back, and pillars locked. She knew her drappa would attack her since her back to her, but Espy didn't care. Until the drappa did. She growled as she felt the other fae's pelt on her's, her paws on Espy's chest. Amber orbs glowed with fury as she stared her alphess down.
Welcome to the pack, Omega
Her orbs closed for a minute as relaxed, knowing it would be no use to keep up the anger. Relaxing, she glared up to her alphess, her paws still on the unprotected belly. She did not dare look at Vereor, no she did not. She turned her muzzle until it touched her chest, protecting her throat. Espy knew she would push her leader to the edge but Espy wanted this lupa off....now.
Espy said "GET THE HELL OFF OF ME" her lyrics cool and collected, and sounded so much more dangerous. She brought her paws up to her leader's undefended belly and pressed her claws into it, not hard enough to draw blood, but hard enough to show that she would no hesitate to hurt her. Espy did not like others pinning her, no she did not. Her alphess had a few seconds before her eternals splattered on the ground. |
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Post by Teekah Kranis on Feb 21, 2010 12:33:02 GMT -5
Teekah was about to let Esperanza up when she begun to dig her claws into her belly. This Omega was starting to push it. Teekah stood strong, not about to let Esperanza up anytime soon unless she brought her claws away. Teekah could play nasty too, even when in a rather docile mood like she was in now. (As docile as she was ever going to get.)
"You're drawing a thin line there Omega, continue on the path your going and expect to be punished..." Teekah didn't care just how far Esperanza would dig her claws into her belly. She had been brought up with pain and beatings from her parents. The thanked them for it now, she was so used to pain that she almost welcomed it with open arms. Continuous pain and fights where was made her thrive and grow stronger.
Teekah eyed the omega dangerously, it didn't need to be said that if the omega pushed her too far that the drappa would tear her limb from limb. The deeper the claws penetrated Teekahs belly, the deeper the scar that would be inflicted on Esperanza later would be. Needless to say that Esperanza would be digging herself a deeper hole as she continued to dig into her stomach.
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