At Leisure Lake the sun is always shining and only a few stray clouds roam the open sky; paradise is the one word that really describes it. This beautiful lake is clean and refreshing, the very best place to swim and fish. Pups are known to play here while older wolves watch at the side, engaged in their own activities.
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Posted on October 16, 2013 at 09:06:48 AM by Astarte
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.:. PixieEclipse :. Oh how she hated this part so. Being a female seemed to instantly have included all the bullshit like this, and she was wishing at that current moment that her gender could change. After all, the pure arrogance that males seemed to exudate was not only sickening to her, but often ended in a petty squabble that had her marked among others as a complete and utter bitch. And if not lying down and taking this sexist trash, letting herself be used and treated like an object meant she was a bitch, then she was rather proud to be described in such a way. ”Ooh, you’re a little feisty aren't you? No barfing necessary my dear. I’d hate to see those pretty little guts of yours where they don’t belong.” "I hope you remember that guts spilt are the last thing either of us wish to see," she growled softly, eyeing him with lethal intent. She did not like this one, not at all. He was possibly worse than RoeVy, and she didn't even believe that possible before this moment. Her anger only grew at his infuriating smirk, her growl developing into a snarl burning in the depths of her throat. ”Come on now, my sweet. No need for that. I wouldn't want you to get that perfect tail in a twist.” By now her shoulders were tensing, her body sinking lower into a position she could move more easily in. God, every atom in her body was saturated with pure hatred for this wolf, and they'd barely even met. "Last warning." Goldish-hazel portals burned into his form, noting muscles similar to her own, adrenalin beginning to slight through her body ever so slightly as her more aggressive instincts kicked in. ”You are a challenge aren't you? Well no worries. I like a challenge.” That was it. Rage flooded her as she stalked straight up to him, coming head to head, auburn auds pressed back against her elegant cranium. "There is a difference between a challenge and a deathwish, one that you may want to learn rather quickly,"she hissed at him, every word containing as much venom as she could muster. "Now back the fuck down you mutt, or I'll personally neuter you." Her stargazers had now hardened to caramel ice as she looked him straight in the eyes, daring him to defy her. Usually Astarte was not this hostile with any one, but a special exception could be made for this particular asshole. First sign that he was going to try something or attack, the femme fatale would use years of training, a aim to grab his muzzle in her maw. If it succeeded, she'd clamp down and not let it loose until he repented, or every single bone in the body part had been reduced to splintered tooth picks. |
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- You can't resist the urge to love me. - By Harries. October 27, 2013 at 09:29:55 AM
We Were Born To Break Doors Down - By Astarte November 1, 2013 at 09:51:11 AM
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