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« Thread Started on Mar 27, 2006, 2:17pm » | |
Talons click against the paved streets; ivory-emerald optics flicking to the left and right-always on the prowl, the watch for the "catcher". He came around in his rumbling metal beast, catching the weak and foolish dogs-dogs that never returned. Merle coat made the rippling of strong muscles more predominant. The staccato of her claws gently echoing with each foot-fall. Sharply pointed auds twitch, the sounds of cutlery from some five class restaurant. Coal-black nose twitched and Sage couldn't help but drool. The sun was beginning to set and there was voice of a reckoning this day. Slinking through the lengthening shadows, Sage made her way to the restaurant. The sounds of barks and growls from the two-legged males and females were enough to deafen the canines' ears but Sage didn't flinch. It was either scraps or cats-either way Sage preferred cuisine. Docked tail wagging Sage made the cutest look she could, sitting on her haunches she couldn't help but smile with glee as the people turned to look at her cooing like lost or angry pigeons. Tilting her dial to the side Sage lifted her paw lightly-the bodily motion not so unlike the little orphan boy asking the server "Please sir, I want some more." This act almost always got her at least one scrap; Stump of a tail wagging furiously Sage watched as two older ladies put their finished plates down. Laughing and grunting with glee at the way she ate. Sage hadn't eaten for a few days and the small amount of scraps tasted delicious. As Sage wolfed down the food, the older ladies pet her. That's the way it was, the hairless two-leggeds loved to keep canines-their "Masters" Sage shivered, those dogs always seemed-detached, robots compared to the wild dogs. Shivering Sage licked both plates clean, it had been Roast Beef with beens and mashed potato's. One of Sage's favorite combinations. Licking her chops clean, Sage wagged her tail and bounded off. The scent of the "Catcher" seemed to hover at that area. With her belly full, Sage bound to the nearest puddle, sniffing she dubbed it clean enough for consumption and lapped up the precious nectar. Pink tongue flicking in and out she felt the bite of her thirst ebb away completely. Standing tall Sage looked around, optics flashing in the now emerged white light in the sky. The large beacon that wolves typically howled at. Shaking her dial Sage brought her gaze down-wards, she'd heard of a ruler-strongest of all the cities; Raven was his name and she'd come to give him a little gift. bounding off through the moon-lit streets pulse racing with her stride Sage watched as the large statue rose into view. Slight smirk set upon her features, the fae gave a call and slowly cantered to the gates, a sea of hounds, dark silhouettes moving behind their leader. As the fae reached the open gates she confidently strode through, her hounds following her every way. They dare not disobey her. Skinny form broke into a trot as the ring of guards surrounded Raven blocked her path. With an evil smile her cold icy commanding tones rang out. Sit. She grinned and looked back at her many minions, ready for orders. Stay. Without a glance back Sage strode forwards, in between the sitting guards tossing behind her Shoulder Good boys. Optics on the watch for Raven Sage followed her nose-Would he remember her??
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Jasmine
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« Reply #1 on Mar 27, 2006, 7:46pm » | |
The large bitch had been wandering the lands, hopping to find something fun to do. She had already killed a few squirrels, and now she wanted something better. She headed further into the land of the Death Stalkers when a new scent entered her nares. Her dial and tassel lifted high, her frame turning towards the gates, from where the new scent came from. She walked over, hackles raised slightly on her back, hopping maybe this new commer would please her. Jasmine saw the bitch, and smirked to herself, knowing this could be a bit fun.
"What brings you here bitch? I am Jasmine, Ravens mate, and you are?"
She asked her in a bit of a bitchy tone. Jasmine was never nice to anyone, only knows she thought deserved it, and so far that was only Raven. He was the only canine she had ever thought deserved respect, for he was a great canine, that held strength and power. Jasmine sat down, towering over the other bitch. Pools were fiery red, and cold, showing this bitch she was not scared of her. Not even death scared her, for she she enjoyed most of it.
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Sweet Misery
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« Reply #2 on Mar 27, 2006, 11:18pm » | |
.|-runs around- I have so much muse for SM right now but nothing to do!|.
Creamy mitts made a steady rhythm against the cold dirt ground as the Aussie continued forward. There seemed to be more members then ever and it started to tick off the little bitch. She wanted her Lord's pack to be strong of coarse but she wasn't much of the social type. Also, some weren't seen doing much and they already had two slaves because of their lazy asses. They could have just come to the fight but she guessed they didn't have the guts. Oh well, their lose and her gain. She had proved herself and guessed Raven thought she was fit enough to be an elite. She held the title with pride but her facade remained the same and over confidence was a weakness that would get you killed. She didn't like canines that though so much of themselves that when it came the time they couldn't even register one simple blow. Cold, stoic mask was in place as the scent of Jasmine reached her delicate nose. She gave a short snort as she didn't like the bitch much but like that could be said differently for anyone else. Except, Raven. He would always be her Lord and always be spared her undying hatred for every living creature.
True, this Jasmine was now Raven's mate but that struck no nerve in the smaller bitch. She knew Raven wasn't doing it for love but rather the heirs that Jasmine would give him. After that, who knows if her Lord would allow the bitch to keep her spot as his mate or just keep her elite position. Either way...Misery didn't give a fuck. After a couple of nimble strides, she only stood a few feet away. She didn't make herself known but rather kept a watchful eye on the two. Raven's mate could handle herself but she was sure the bitch wasn't that male party. Enough attackers and she could be taken down if not careful and that's what she was here for. Even if she hated the bitch Mastiff she had to watch out for her fellow kin. Insulting the Death Stalkers would be like slapping the whole pack in the face. She had a short fuse and others would learn that quickly when not keeping their idiotic mouths shut until she had to do it for them. Size was all that stood in her way from taking down others easily but she was not ashamed of her height.She was quite proud consider the extra muscle and weight would make it hard to keep up with her assassin-like movements.
She didn't like to be underestimated and turned into a total bitch when she was. 'Berserker...' That's what a canine had called her when she had lost all sanity and slaughtered a group of dogs. A dark and chilling smirk found it's way onto her usually cold features as she continued to watch the pair. It was her trademark smirk if one actually payed attention every time it appeared. It was chilling to the bone as it taunted the other as if saying it knew something you didn't. It would also set others on edge as a sadistic psychotic killer was now on the loose and wanting to play. This bitch was a hundred percent evil and there was no doubt about it.Feeling a bit comfortable with her spot, she rested back on her haunches as she awaited the decision of acceptance or ultimate rejection. It was always interesting to see what new 'blood' had exactly been added onto the list of killing canines. Each one of them had something different that made them stand out but she didn't care enough to get to know them.
There was only one thing that seemed a bit off though. It almost seemed as if this new bitch knew exactly where she was and what she was doing. She didn't like the feeling but did not express it. If she indeed have some kind of connection to Raven then he would be down here himself. She only hoped nothing would change if this bitch was indeed a canine from Raven's past. The last thing they needed was some old time friend to come over and make their Dark Lord soft. She made a disgusted face and a snort at the mere thought of Raven being soft. Never! He was pure evil and that's what she greatly admired about the brute. Alas, that's all there was and great disappointment would be cast over her if it were to ever come true. The dark aura around the small Aussie heightened and her hatred was toxic to anything light-hearted. She snapped out of her thoughts as Raven's bitch went through her usual routine of trying to get the new members to impress her.
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