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Posted on May 10, 2015 at 11:32:14 PM by CUIRASS
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I've decided to seek out other wolves in the pack, at least to watch them so that I can study their weaknesses. As a Satanican wolf, I am a warrior by birth and as such, I like to study other wolves and learn everything about them. Sure, they may be pack wolves but who's to say they'll always be a pack mate? Some day they may be called enemy and when that happens...well, I've got to come into my name some day. Kronos is off doing whatever it is Kronos does. We still spend a lot of our time together and I know that will never change. If one day he decides to leave Asteraia then I will leave with him. I know our parents would understand. My mother was close to her brother from birth and they were inseparable for a long time. I guess they ended up drifting apart but I don't want that to happen to Kronos and I. We are two halves of a whole. He's the talker and I'm...well, the action. I usually let my body language and actions speak for me but that's not to say I'm a mute. Anything but, I just have to be in the right company and find the right things to say. I don't just blabber for no reason. That would be insulting. When I see a flicker of something in the grass, my head snaps around and I crouch low, stalking the whatever it was, thinking it may be a rabbit. But as I get closer, I can distinctly see that it is no rabbit but a young pup of a wolf, a female by the smell. My nose wrinkles and my tail lashes against my hindquarters as I pause for a moment before following her into the meadow where all the colors of the flowers threaten to make my head spin. It's all too...pretty. Pretty is a distraction. Pretty is tolerable only for so long. But the pup is intriguing. She is so young, probably too young to be away from the den and yet she runs from it like it's a stranger out to get her. Perhaps it's good to be so paranoid in a pack like this. Who's to say there won't be a pack mate not afraid to get their teeth dirty? I think of the one Jaidah calls to her side on a regular, the shadow, Reaver. He would probably eat her, no problem. I wonder who's she is. I can't get close enough to smell her. Of course I still don't know a lot of the other pack wolves by smell either. I'm going to have to do something about that sooner or later. Instead I follow the youth until she reaches the middle of the pack lands. Once here, she throws her pretty little head up, calling out for others. I tilt my head in curiosity, dark blue eyes flashing with curiosity. So she is looking for company? She's probably targetting the younger wolves of Asteraia, the other youths more her age. Woe to the families who wake up to find their young ones missing. They'll probably go on a killing spree. I can't help but grin at the thought. Now THAT, I'd like to see. And here I am in my gangly yearling form, watching from the tall grass. At least with my russet coat, I blend in quite well but my white mohawk will tend to call attention on occasion. Deciding it's best not to hide out on this one, i trot right out where she can see me. "You run just like a rabbit. But are you as fast as one?" I tease openly, my brow rising in challenge. Cuirass_male_no mate_no children_brother to Kronos_Eric x Seline_no pack |
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- I'LL LiVE TO DiE ANOTHER DAY - By rapier May 11, 2015 at 05:58:02 PM
we've given the vampires the keys to the blood bank - By ELOAH May 17, 2015 at 05:13:17 AM
WE WILL NOT BOW - By CUIRASS May 18, 2015 at 11:53:54 PM
I'LL LiVE TO DiE ANOTHER DAY - By rapier May 20, 2015 at 00:59:31 AM
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