I'll just start over again {open}

[krysis]

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The moon, hanging over the landscape, echoes serenity. It is the forest, calm and quiet, but it is a façade. It is dressed as such, a thief is awake upon this witching hour. The man's fingers, nimble; tear at flesh, the stitched barrier breaking upon his frenzy. It is death that scares him, but sustains him at the same time. The muscled tendon ripping is but a pluck, it is quick. His eyes portray hate, the smell of decay that nestles into his nostrils is one he does not find pleasant. The creature lays slain, grotesque twitching nerves sprayed across the scene. It is detestable, but the man reaches to devour the body, cold from death but warmth on his lips.

He smiles, a jackal; cold and daunting. He is void of feeling anything for the animal, as he feels nothing towards others. He is only sated once he gets what he wants, the warrior eats until he does not need to, any more. Then, much like everything else, he deserts the carcass, leaving the red saturation on his coat.

Krysis moved onward, knowing all to well that the lands he had been driven too were inhabited. It is curiosity that plagues his mind, in search of brighter horizons, deserting the cannibalistic lifestyles of his past. He wished to indulge, to purge himself of the lust he felt. His eyes, mesmerizing in nature glim with unknown danger. It is the gentleness of his words that seduces the unexpected victim, the bite of his smile. The handsome features, and yt he knows it is a game. For he will chase his prey, until he gets what he wants, with an untamed passion.

But a new home he seeks, one that might calm the desire of exploration he feels. It is now that his mouth parts, taking in a breath of air; and howls. It is loud, nothing different, except the booming voice. When his song is done, Krysis sat on the ground, a toothy grin, he waited.

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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] All days had begun to blend together, awake too long. Sleep had become like a distant dream to the purple female. Her duties were clear, to protect her lands as well as those of Crosul from the beast who ruled Ilahlari. Nahani was a cold, sneaky bastard who would do anything to take control of all te land. So her watch was ever vigilant at the borders, aware of any move that the pack of Brena'he might make. Trust no one, and you would survive. She had figured this out a long time ago, when every wolf she let into her life had let her down. Even now, the wolf whom she had come to call her beta had begun to disappoint her. He was a different wolf after that lone female had shown up from his past. He was distant, never around, neglectful of his duties. Purple lips curled over white fangs in a growl, knowing what she would have to do. He could no longer be trusted, he had to be dealt with. First though, she would have to find the sneaky male. Purple paws carried her around the lands, another round of checking the border to make sure no one snuck through. As she walked the border, a new scent flowed on the wind and hit her nostrils. Ears pinned back, and she let out an annoyed growl as the scent clearly drifted from within the border. Did no wolf know the laws of a pack? Every wolf she had ever had come to her lands always thought they were above the laws, always just trapsed straight into her lands without any acknowledgement. Well she as getting pretty damned tired of all these arogent wolves thinking they could do as they please without consequence. It was time to put a stop to this once and for all, or at least to try to. With only herself to guard the border it would always be hard to keep anyone out at all times. There would just be less time for her to sleep. The shewolf's ears perk up as voice carries through the lands, a song of calling. She snorts but moves quickly to find the stranger. Her feet carry her swiftly through the lands, steps falling in perfect percision. The enchanting female makes her way through the lining of trees and slows her pace as a white figure comes into view. Her head raises as does her tail, a complete show of dominance. Teal eyes narrow on the white male's stature, sitting almost calmly upon her lands. Now was her time to prove what kind of alpha she truly was, and what things were acceptable on her lands. Instead of coming to a stop in front of the male, she charged forward faster, her feet pushing her from the ground in a pounce in an attempt to take him down. Her lips curled over her fangs in warning to the male, she was done playing nice. Talking… Status: Done Muse: Pretty good Words: -didn't count- Tagged: Krysis Notes: She is one mean bitch today.

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[krysis]

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It is the scent that twisted his head, allowing a sly grin to flutter on his lips. Yet when he sees her, the woman who is decorated in a vibrant purple, he is dazed. The colours the lady processes allow his roving eyes to dance upon every inch, immediately becoming overwhelmed with desire. But then, she ran forward; her paws agile and deadly. Krysis, unsure what to do snarled. The sound escapes his lips without caution, before he could even hesitate a move, she leaps and tackles him to the ground.

It is him that is bigger, but the lady has caught him by surprise. The belligerent disrespect Krysis has showed has probably earned him such rage. But he cannot help but grin, realizing that she is in a dominate position, assuming she is ontop of him. He breathes, narrowing his green eyes and staring at her teal orbs. Nice to meet you too, miss. His voice reeks of sarcasm, and he can guess that this is the alphess. I do enjoy being dominated. He purrs, not even trying to move.

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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] By taking him of guard, she had the upper hand against his sheer size, which was lucky for her. It was obvious that if a fight came to brute strength, the white male would most certainly win. However that was the last thought on her mind as the purple vixen slammed the male into the ground. Her lips were pulled full back over her fangs, a deep snarl echoing in her voal chords. Teal orbs narrowed, meeting the bright green eyes of the other as she held him pinned to the ground. This male had some nerve making himelf so welcome upon her lands. If she didn't show him now that she was a serious alpha, he would never respect her. With a snap of her jaws right beside his own face, she showed that this was not some game, she was completely serious. If this is how she had to greet other wolves from now on then so be it, she wouldn't have strangers trespassing all over her lands. There had to be consequence, no matter what the story she was given. The grin on the male's lips makes her anger boil and the growl in her throat errupt into a snarl. "You have some nerve coming into my lands without permission" she hissed in his face. She was not going to play nice and go along with casual greetings for this lone wolf. He was a trespasser and would be treated as such until she saw fit to change it. Her auds pinned back against her head at the sarcasm in his voice, her temper almost at it's peak. "I've had enough of you damn loners thinking that you can travel into whatever lands you so choose" she growled, voicing her frustration over the wolves she had been in contact with before. He was a cocky male, which was better then ignorant. "Good because you hold no dominance here"[/b] she told him with a low growl, never taking her eyes off his. "Now tell me, who are you and what are you doing in my lands?" she questioned. If he didn't answer quick enough then she would make him suffer. She would make sure that he understood what it meant to walk into pack lands unwelcome For now, she gave him a momen to respond to her. Although she was pissed off, she was also curious as to why he had called for her. Status: Done Tagged: Krysis Notes: These two shall be fun! lol

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[krysis]

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She snaps her jaws at him, and for a minute Krysis moves. But he is quite comfortable beneath the temptress, the titan can only stare up at her cold teal orbs.
Her voice, quick and soft sends him whirling. It is her breath, the close proximity to the vixen that threatens his control. Krysis can tell she is serious, but he cannot take the sultry dame for such. I've had enough of you damn loners thinking that you can travel into whatever lands you so choose. He listens, pivoting his ears to catch the sharp bite of her words. But he does not particularly care at that given moment, the behemoth enjoys getting things, and every time a lady happened on him, he seemed to find that she was much prettier then the last.

The exquisite lady continues, and he pretends to be momentarily hurt by her words, yet his eyes reveal his uncaring motives. When she asks who, and why he is here, Krysis must ponder this momentarily. He is an honest wolf, but how would you describe to someone the reason you left your home, was simply because it got boring? Krysis, Zarithe at your service. His voice is gentlemanly death, sweet and sour, silk and lace. He is polite, but somewhere beneath that is the deceit that threatens to ooze into his words as they slip from his mouth. I have no ulterior motives, I assure you madame. I simply happened upon this land, and didn't know it was inhabited. He breathes lies like a second nature, he shows no sign of this deception however. He knew very well that it was inhabited when he had first stood upon it's soil. But would he say that? Of course not.

Now that I am hopelessly under your control he purrs, the flirtatious notes oozing from his lips. What. Are. You. Gunna. Do. To. Me? His eyebrow raises, I like it rough. He finishes, his lips curling into the tall tell signs of his grin, snide and confident in his ways.

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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] As she snaps her jaws at the male she can feel him move beneath her, which makes her snarl vocalize louder. The look in her eyes would stop any in their tracks, cold and dangerous. If he had only known the things she had been dealing with, he might not have stepped onto her lands. She was just about at her breaking point, and the last place you wanted to be when that happened was beneath the she-wolf's paws. What was once a shy, sweet little female now stood an empty hollowed out shell. Full of only darkness and cold, uncaring of others. She had done her duties, raised the bastard litter of Nahani and taught them right. However once they were all gone, there was nothing left for the female. Everything had only gone downhill from that point, and not once did she look back. The bitch was perfectly fine with who she was and where her life had taken her. She was stronger for it, and it made her a better leader. An alpha who could stand here now, over this loner, and threaten his life without a care. His ears moved which showed that he at least had heard her words, even if he wasn't actually listening to them. Her eyes never flinched from their icey glare as the male introduced himself to her. Truthfully she didn't care for his name, she just wanted to tear into someone's hide. She lets out a small growl and then snaps her jaws at him once more at his lie. "You would do wise not to lie to me" she said, her voice practically dripping with acid. "I marked the borders myself, and there is no possible way you walked through them without noticing" she growled. As ar as she was concerned, that was strike two for the white male. If he made one more mistake, she would happily tear her fangs into his throat. The idea sounds more appealing to her with every second that passes by, but not yet. Her ears twitched and she wrinkled her nose at his flirtatiousness. This was by far the last thing that she needed, another horny male hanging around. She was not going to let herself get played, or end up in a situation like before. Fuck that. "You can cut the crap" she growled, agitated beyond belief. She had become so wound up these days that his flirting only made her feel sick. That wasn't normal for anyone, no matter how dark their heart. With one last growl she stepped off of the white male and put some distance between them. "I am in no mood for games" she said in a low voice, laying down and resting her head over her paws. The alpha female felt so far from herself, that she didn't care any more what this loner did on her lands. Let the bastard tramp all over, there was no pack here anyway. Might as well let someone get use out of the place besides herself.

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[krysis]

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Something is wrong, and Krysis senses it. She has not fallen for his light charms, and that is unusual to say the least. He tilts his head, confusion quickly becoming dormant on his face. When she speaks, he listens entirely, changing his approach towards her. My apologies, miss. He speaks, earnestly. The lady suddenly seems deshelved, and unfocused.

She moves off of him, and Krysis temporarily misses the closeness of the girl he has just met. But he stands as well, watching as she moves off and lays down almost like she s sulking. He wants to move close to her again, but the man is not sure she will allow such things. Instead, he creeps until he is in her line of vision once more, and facing her, he lies down. Although the titan is monstrous, he still has his gentlemanly mannerisms. Krysis wishes to join this pack, and he is curious if she will even allow him such a thing now. He debates whether turning tail and leaving might be the best idea, but once Krysis sets his eyes on a target, his passion and drive simply does not allow for him to give up.

You know, I never did get your name. He calls to the vixen, more then 10 feet away from her, he plays an innocent act. His green eyes gleam and he shifts onto his side, smiling childishly at her. I'll cut the bullshit, if you'll just grant me your name? He purrs, rolling onto his large back and looking at her lopsidedly, wondering if this might lighten her mood. It looks like he will be working on this one for a long time to come, but he decides he likes a challenge like this female.
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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] The apology means nothing to her, just empty words. Her ears pin down against her head and she rolls her eyes. "Apologizing is a sign of weakness" she says with no emotion in her tone. Her teal orbs stare straight ahead, feeling as though the fight in her has dispersed. With no pack to rule, how could she even bother to call herself an alpha? With no pack, how can she possibly protect the borders from Nahani's disturbing minions? The she-wolf has no good answer for either question, only that neither is possible. With no one to lead, she is no leader. With no pack, she can not stop Nahani and his followers from taking over more lands. For the first time in a long time, Chara is beginning to feel defeated. Without a purpose, what is there left for her? A small sigh escapes her lips as she lays on the ground, forgetting the white male for a moment. Her teal eyes blink as Krysis steps into her line of sight, unmoving as she stares at him. What could he possibly want now? If he is going to try and make a move for her, she will tear out his throat. Chara is not about to let herself fall pregnant by another bastard male. But instead of moving closer, the stranger lays down. Her ears perk up and she stares at him blankly as he speaks to her once more. Her name? Of coarse she hadn't given him her name, she had been too busy ready to tear him limb from limb. A brow raises as the white loner rolls onto his side and smiles at her. What game is this he is playing now? She has had no normal interaction with males for quite some time, so she sees everything he does with an alterior motive. "I might give you my name, but how am I to trust you will cut the bullshit?" she asks as she lifts her head, her paws crossing. The female's tail flicks a few times, contemplating on whether she is going to make him truly work for her name or not. It's been so long since she's had true interaction with any wolf. Perhaps she should go along with his little games? Chara hasn't been able to have any sort of fun in quite some time, it will be amusing to see what this male has to offer. Talking…

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[krysis]

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The lady still has a bite to her words, but it lures him further. He moves from his back, and rolls his body over so he is simply laying again. His pallid lobes moving to catch not only her, but the sounds around him. I might give you my name, but how am I to trust you will cut the bullshit? She is wise not to trust the man, and he smirks at her comment. Krysis is possibly as cunning and deceitful as they come, sometimes his lies have lies. He is aghast at the clever antics of this one, and the unrelenting attitude she shows towards his charms. You make a good point, he calls accepting the momentary defeat. But, don't I look trusting? I'm a nice guy, honey. He purrs, he attempts to make the most gentle expression his features might muster.

And how, pray-tell am I suppose to address my Queen, if I do not know her name? He asks, a light joking manner in his voice. Although previously on edge with the lady, Krysis has allowed himself to simply accept her attitude, for he is positive that in no time he will have his prize. The titan shifts slightly, just enough to make himself more comfortable. Krysis eyes her, his green eyes intent on roving with curiosity whether she noticed him or not.

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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] She watches as he rolls himself over once more, this time into a normal position. It is obvious that she has his full attention, if not only because of her body. Her teal eyes roll as he tells her that she has made a good point. No shit, she thinks to herself as she lays comfortably at a distance from the male. She lets out a quick laugh at his question, amused that he would actually think himself to look trusting. "You are a male, bred to lie and cheat" she said with a clever smirk. Did he truly think her that naive to trust any of what he might say? This white male was obviously dangerous, but that was what made him all the more fun. He wasn't the kind of dangerous that would kill her or rape her, no he was dangerous because he was sly. There was no doubt in her mind that he would be able to talk his way out of any situation he might be put into. Which only made her want to put him to the test even more. She considers his next question for a moment before sitting herself up tall. "My Queen is a most fitting title. Until I have decided to reveal my name, you shall address me as such" she says with a sly little smirk on her lips. These were games that she hadn't played in some time. It was going to be amusing to see what lengths this male would go to just to possibly learn her name, and from there to see what else he might attempt to find out. Her body was one thing not on the list, at least not quite yet anyway. The last time she had any physical contact with a male, it hadn't ended so well. She wasn't really sure what it would be like to have a normal physical interaction. Talking…

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[krysis]

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I do not lie, I just simply... manipulate the truth. He says in response, laughing gently. It was clear she was going to make him earn her name, and Krysis did not mind. He could tell she was less tense now, and that made him grin. His eyes landed gently on hers again, judging how serious she might be about it. Would he actually have to address her as 'my queen'? And for how long? He didn't fight her on it, however with a sigh, his lips curled into a dark smirk.

She sure knew how to grab his attention, the man thought. He had never met such a vixen whom he felt more then willing to grovel at just to earn a smile from her. Previous encounters with females were easy, Krysis had the easy charm for them. They never teased him, or made him waste time on thinking of smart responses. They gave him what he wanted, and once he got bored of them he simply left. No strings attached, no emotion. Krysis decides then, that he must be careful. This lady, could easily overthrow this very nature.

Then my Queen it is. A regal name for an alphess. He says, still wondering what her actual name is. I will wait forever, if I have to. He calls, a wide grin spreading on his lips. He decides then, that the distance between them is too far. Krysis stands, and edges closer until he is beside her and lays down. His fur is close enough to brush hers, and it does as he lowers his crown onto his paws and closes his eyes. The man does not say a word, a sleepy lull passing through him.

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[Chara]

[bg=000000][atrb=width,400,true][atrb=border,0,true] The she-wolf roller her eyes at him and then stared straight at the white male. "You can phrase it however you want, it is still a lie" she said very matter-of-factly. No matter what way you looked at it, he was still speaking a lie. You could throw out a bunch of fancy words or phrases, but that didn't change the underline fact that it was a lie. Some might argue that lies were useful, that they were a part of life. But for what purpose? Could the truth really be that horrible that you would need to lie? She hadn't lied when someone asked about the father of her pups. She told them straight out that some sadistic male had raped her and then left with his equally sadistic father. What did lying truly accomplish for anyone? No, lying was just not something that Chara saw much point in. While pondering the female sat herself upright, sitting tall and almost proud. She hadn't actually expected for the male to go along with her title. In all truthfullness she would have thought he'd tell her off, or simply try to mock her. But here he was, sounding almost completely serious when he addressed her in such a way. Then he went on and even announced that if he must, he would wait forever for her name. She was having a hard time figuring out if he was truly serious or not. At this point it didn't rightly matter, because she was not giving up her name quite yet. "You would wait that long just for a name?" she questioned him, unable to hide the curl on her lips. He was definitely good at playing games, which made her devious smirk unmaskable. Her purple fur raises on her back as Krysis gets up and decides to move himself closer. A low growl rolls through her chest and throat as she stares him down. Both ears flatten against her head as the white male dares to put himself so close to her and then goes on to make himself comfortable right at her side. "What are you doing?" she asks in a dark tone, staring with a stone cold glare at him. His boldness was something that she had to admire, though she didn't like how easily the male made himself comfortable around her. Her growl grew louder, holding a warning behind it. If he dared to touch her any more then what he had already, she would sink her fangs into his flesh. She would play his games, reciprocate his flirts, but she would not have him getting so comfy in his position. Though very deep down, there was a feeling of comfort of her own. She would never admit it to herself nor acknowledge it, but it was nice to have another being so close again. Testing…

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[leto]

He had to do this. He had to get it done and he decided to get it done before his pups were born so if she killed him, at least he wouldn't be attached to them yet. It was easier this way. If he would have waited till they were born, he might never have come here. Walking through this familiar territory hurt. It hurt like an old festering wound. He had promised Chara he'd never do the very things he had done and he had betrayed her trust, her loyalty. He had been like a brother to her and their relationship had been comfortable but after this? He was suicidal to return. He caught her scent earlier on and was now following in the direction from where it had come from. IT wasn't hard to forget her scent. He had taught himself to always keep her scent in his nose when he went on patrols, to make sure she was alright. He knew about the horribleness between her and Nahani and he had made sure he would keep that brute away from her.

He hurried his pace as her scent grew stronger, anxious to get this over with once and for all. When he was close enough, he was surprised to find that she wasn't alone. Replaced him already had she? ... Well that was good. He could get a sigh of relief that at least she wasn't here, alone, in these lands, unprotected. Not that she couldn't defend herself quite well against Nahani but he cared enough about her that he wanted to give her more than she needed. As soon as he broke the cover of the trees, he went onto his belly before her, his throat exposed to her. "I do not return to you begging to be allowed back." he informed her, assuming already, that he was banned from these lands. "I simply want to convey my apologies." What more could he say? Anything else would sound like an excuse and he was far form a whiny pup. He knew what he had done wrong and knew he needed to man up to his actions. It was the least he could anyway...