Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Sept 28, 2014 10:54:34 GMT -5
(@jewel,Azalea,Ventia, and/or Eliora preferred for now)
Leaving the Dead lands (possibilities of violence an gore with in posts. please be advised) Howl.Fear.Panic.The sound of howl's cadenced off the rock faced walls of the small canyon, rocks shifting around a flash of white an red coming to a stop. Tongue lolled out of her muzzle as she panted heavy, stomach swollen with pups. She whined deeply as she lifted a blooded paw, they all stung. Sharp rocks had tore the pads on her paws, she would shift her head slightly ears perked. She heard them. Her heart raced as she moved again as fast as the pain would allow, breaking the corner she would slide to a stop again. Fear edged her heart up into her throat, the smell of it was thick in the air. It would lead them right to her. " I cant hold on much longer..."She thought to her self, she heard a yip behind her an another call alerting them to her position. She would push her self up the rock face trying to climb her once strong legs shaky on her paws. Making it to a ledge she would let out a loud yelp an a whine, the dirt mixing into her wounded paws. She shook hard from every aching muscle that held her together with will. She jumped to another ledge all most missing she scratched hard to jut her self up an on to the ledge. At this point she felt laying down an waiting for the end didn't sound much of a bad thing any more. Hope sprung anew as she saw she was close to the top just a few more ledges, she would look down hearing the large growls echoing off the walls shaking rocks loose. One smacking a larger male in the muzzle he would shake his head an then growl louder. She would struggle to move up the next ledge she whined as her blood made it slick to climb. In her mind she cried out. " Please no! Just a little further!"The large dark wolf would shift slowly his back arching slightly. He would snarl kicking at one of the other wolves. " I will find you Cinder!!! " Throwing up his hand pointing at her in a rude jester. She would scramble up out of the canyon. She would push with all her energy she had left, her paws padding hard against the ground her tongue lolled an lathered thick with her sweat. She saw what she thought was freedom, shade; shade of trees. Her mind turned fuzzy, she all most felt as if time was slowing. Coming closer to a forested area she would slow turning her ears about listening, her no longer hearing them close behind her gave her to a more relaxed state. This made her nearly collapse from the shear shaking of her whole body, new smells flooded her senses as she moved into the unknown territory to her. This made her hesitant, an very cautious coming from the dangerous known to the unknown dangers ahead. (southern part of The new dawn territory)
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Post by Azalea on Sept 28, 2014 15:38:14 GMT -5
Calm would be a good way to describe Aza right about now.
Calm and cool, without a real care in the world. Her life was a little messed up ball that a kitten had taken a liking to unraveling, but that didn't matter. She just kept on moving through. Wasn't that what she always did? Thrown into a war torn world? Keep moving, keep fighting, keep killing. Come home to a broken family? Rinse, recycle, repeat. Day after day, that was her routine. Keep moving, keep fighting, keep killing. It was only now that another responsibility and option popped up- protect and lead. That was what she was expected to do now, and so far? It appeared to be well enough. She wasn't sure if there were other people that weren't listening to her orders of calling on the pack to help, but she couldn't force them to do that even if she wanted to.
Azalea wore baggy pants, her torso covered by the over-sized leather jacket that she had worn since her return. It was a hand-me-down from her father who allowed her to keep it. It looked to swallow the girl whole, even if there was only a 4 inch difference between her father and her. In fact, Azalea and her father were almost exact replicas of each other, just in different genders. With Azalea's aging ending around 26, she looked as if she were her father's sister more than she did his daughter. The golden eyes that were signature to the Coberts, the long black hair, the tall stature, even right down to the darker, native american skin tone. Their attitudes varied highly, but that didn't matter when you looked at them.
They were Coberts. That's what mattered.
Known across the country, they were hardly ever in a safe position. The elder Cobert, Talon, was known for brutality. His son, Angus, was laid back but known as a Warmonger and Warlord. Angus had four children. None of the children have made a huge name for themselves amongst the shifter population but Azalea? Well, Azalea was basically the 'Jesus' of the group and she was known for that action alone. Missing child of the powerful 'Rogue King' Angus Cobert, thought to be long dead, returns and wages war with another pack. Azalea found it funny in a way. She didn't care though, because whatever others thought, she had no intention of changing.
Besides, she liked building a name for herself. People knowing her made things fun. The eyes and stature of this Native American family were the strongest give away to not mess with them.
The fact that Azalea was an Alpha now was another indication. Then again, how would someone know? She didn't smell like an Alpha, but she played the part to the t.
Azalea was walking through the woods, patrolling the area considering there were reports of weird smells down in this direction. Someone thought that some humans thought it would be a good place to grow marijuna. It wasn't of a large enough importance for Azalea to send what few Warriors they had out here, nor was it enough to send a patrol of Outsiders out, who would likely kill the humans. No, she'd handle it herself and just put things to an end there. A nice little fire would stop activity, and she could play the humans to put it out before it got dangerous.
What Aza didn't expect was the scent of rogue on their territory. Outsiders were different, smelled different, but rogues were extremely different than packs. Azalea knelt down, her finger tips touching a spot on the ground. Fresh, fearful, and sweaty. Very sweaty. Female probably, that was judging on scent and print size/pattern. There was a faint scent of blood, meaning that rogue had probably hurt themselves somehow- and they were shifted, obviously.
If Azalea had to guess, she was probably five minutes behind the wolf. The wind was also blowing toward the trespasser, meaning Azalea would have a harder time sneaking up on the wolf. Azalea was still able to smell her though. Azalea was...special in that regard. In the end, Azalea was tracking the girl. To avoid detection, she circled off to the side and caught up to her.
Red. Azalea almost snorted a bit of laughter when she saw this rogue. A red and white pelt, one that was suited for the plains and rocks- which made since considering this girl had come from that angle. That sort of fur would get a rogue killed in this setting. Azalea took a step onto a fallen tree and knelt down, her forearms on her knee as the other knee touched the wood.
"You know, trespassing isn't particularly welcome. Even more so while on New Dawn land."
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Sept 28, 2014 16:17:58 GMT -5
Cinder shook her fur out, tongue still lolling she would lick at her muzzle an bend down licking one of her paws. Rock seemed to be embedded in tiny shards in her paw, gnawing wouldn't help. She let out a frustrated growl as she limped through the forested area.
" I am screwed, to many scents "
She thought as she limped towards some over turned logs, stumbling face first when she heard a voice around her. She whined holding a paw up an trying to limp away from this new woman. She would slowly try an lower her self to the ground her face pressed against the floor as she turned on her side an tucked her tail between her legs an wagged it. She knew running was out of the option she could hardly stand with out pain in every muscle. Feeling a deep fear even around a shifter in human form made her wary, shifting to her human form was not an option at the moment. Fear kept her in the only form she felt she had a chance of protecting her self in if she was forced to. Her tail would wag quickly at first but start to slow down as she watched this woman in her over sized leather jacket. Turning slightly she let out a whine. Her teeth chattering together in pain as she tried to dig at one of her paws again.
(Sorry normally i have longer posts. )
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Post by Azalea on Sept 28, 2014 17:53:01 GMT -5
((Lol It's fine, we all have small posts))
Azalea lifted an eyebrow at the girl as she did what she did.
Everything about her position screamed of submission but she tried to limp away. At least she managed to realize that wasn't a good idea and then stopped that foolish action. Azalea watched her, wondering why she was messing with her paws like she was. They were definitely bleeding, that was for sure, but at this distance, Azalea couldn't see the issue.
"I wouldn't suggest moving. Clearly you were afraid of something before I came up, and whatever that was must be behind us. You go to the north or south, you'll probably be on New Dawn land. East? You're heading to our heart, which would be a poor mistake." Azalea stood up and hopped down from the fallen tree. She crossed her arms, examining the wolf shifter. She didn't look threatening, not at all to Azalea.
Aza was a warrior, a fighter, a guard. Everything about her screamed of this training. The way she moved, the definition of her muscles underneath of the tank top that rested under the open jacket. If someone looked closely enough at her, they'd find a knife hidden underneath the jacket. No, not a knife. It was a large dagger, one of Aza's weapons of choice. It was small, it was dangerous, and it was fast- not too unlike how Aza liked to view herself, with the exception of being small.
"Shift, girl. I'm not going to hurt you if you follow my orders."
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Post by Ventia on Sept 28, 2014 18:01:21 GMT -5
((I wanted to do Ve but I cant. -.- So happy go lucky Fallyn instead.))
Fallyn had shifted at her cabin, wanting to feel close to her wolf since she felt alone. Heathen wasn’t here, she hadn’t had any social calls in a while and after hearing the depressing news of her pack at the Conference, Fallyn honestly was holed up in her cabin, on the verge of tears whenever she thought of how someone was raped and how a daughter went missing for a year already.
She only had the strength to run or pass by the pack house, walking silently around and remembering the first time she had gotten the courage to say 'hi' to everyone.
Fallyn had a coat mostly of fair red mix with a darker shade of red. She also has black and white highlights all around her body, white paws with red highlights and her face is fair red with a black line down her muzzle and white highlights around her mouth and forehead. Her ears are white with red highlights as well. She was small for a matured wolf, seeming closer to a dog-a husky-than the huge six feet's sizes of all the other wolves in her pack.
Her eyes were a mixture of three different colors that all together described Vivid Purple. The three shades of color were: an outer layer of blue, an middle layer of dark purple, and an outer layer of light violet. They shined brightly, especially in wolf form to which they seemed as though they were a unnatural neon purple color. In human form, Fallyn had glasses that were specifically made to dim the light that came off her eyes.
She didn’t run fast, in the human sense she was jogging, enjoying the cool wind against her fur and the feel of the earth underneath her feet. Running felt precious to her, she enjoyed every moment of it, the scents, the feeling, the noises, the view, and everything about taking a run was beautiful. Fallyn had no specific direction to go to, she just allowed her feet to take her anywhere but not outside the border.
Despite from being a werewolf where she had more power and could kill easier even with her small body, Fallyn was afraid of a lot of things. She didn’t have any weapons at home, didn’t have any experience with anything other than her teeth and claws which was only used for necessary hunting and she had a strong hatred for violence. She was terrified of the Deadlands and would only go there for one reason, saving someone she loved. She was also terrified of Neutral Lands although not so much as the Deadlands, which was why she had a stable job there as a Liberian. She was also imitated by people she didn’t know, would always be shy for the first few encounters before opening up.
Fallyn was also very emotional; she cared for people and believed that everyone deserved a second chance. She didn’t try to be mean to rouges if she ever met them, then again, she doubted she could be mean to them. If they were scary she would probably hold her ground until reinforcements came or if they were hurt or kind, Fallyn would approach them as though they were an old friend.
Fallyn was so caught up with the scenery that she didn’t noticed that she ran straight into a scene between people. For a second she paused, had to turn around and walk back so that she could see who it was. Only a few moments later did she realized the scent of rogue, injured rogue. Fallyn whined instantly, not enjoying the fact that someone was hurt and slowly took a step towards the other wolf.
Fallyn was closer towards Azalea then the wolf. She glanced up at Azalea, knowing that her Alpha probably wouldn’t know her by her coat but by her scent and maybe her eyes, she nodded towards the wolf and whine softly again.
"Is she okay? I'm Fallyn Caine if you don’t remember," She spoke soft in the mindlink, wanting to go closer to the wolf and support her but also wanting to know if that was okay with Azalea.
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Sept 28, 2014 18:36:13 GMT -5
Cinder laying still would wag her tail a little more watching the girl, sizing up her strengths as she moved.
Seeing the glint of a dagger made her tail go still, she would slowly try an sit up on her haunches.As she started to shift she would hear a whine from another person this causing her to limp an move away from them both trembling on her unsteady paws. She would snap her jaws an try to get under a bush. Letting out a low growl, then a great whine as she slipped on the leaves staying put under the bush watching the two her swollen tummy heaving with the great pants of breath she was taking.
The sounds of howling in the distance bounced from different areas, signalling the hunt. This mad Cinder tense every muscle with a flight response, but remembering she was bid to remain still she held herself with out motion. Her snarling had gone from defensive to a low long whine as if in deep pain. Confusion an fear clouded her judgement it was protect an flee as she tried to push herself around the bush to get away from them.
"Is this a trick, ... are they helping them"
She thought to her self, she wanted far from the den, far from the darkness she was kept in. She would not go back, death would be the only option. The fear pushed a pain in her stomach as it shot down, leaving her to yelp a long howl yelp it turning into a chattering whine.
" Not now ...please not now"
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Post by Azalea on Sept 29, 2014 13:32:40 GMT -5
Azalea heard the second wolf coming, knowing it was a pack mate. In fact, when she saw the member accidentally walk between them, her eyebrow lifted and she smiled slightly. It was as if she was playfully asking her packmate what the heck she thought she was doing. If she had been in a worse mood when she came across the rogue, she might have been angry but she had been in a good mood all morning, so she wasn't in the slightest bit upset with the girl.
"No, I didn't remember but thank you for reminding me." She was kind in her words, no hint of sarcasm or hostility. She was truly happy to be reminded, she wanted to know all the members of the pack eventually. "I don't know. Her paws seem to be hurt.
The rogue slipped in her rather pathetic attempt to flee. That's when Azalea noticed the size of the wolf's stomach, the nipples on her underside enlarged with pregnancy. Her eyebrow lifted as she took a few steps forward. This wolf was heavily pregnant. The command to shift was therefore unreasonable- that alone could hurt the pups. Shifting while pregnant could even cause defects if it's done too much. Azalea would know, her entire litter was born while their mother shifted. In fact, her mother shifting was what caused pretty much a premature birth. Azalea's brother was born in a half-way form that could have killed him.
Azalea looked up at the sound of howls and she sighed. So, pregnant wolf running away from something it was. She could either chase this woman off, protecting her pack in the process but likely sentencing this woman and her unborn pups to either death or worse...Or she could take the wolf in, put her pack in danger, but also save this girl and her pups. Figures. Azalea hated decisions like these. If they were at war, Azalea would kick the female out with no issue and it was hard for Azalea to recognize they weren't at war with someone. Yes, they had Outsiders aiding in a war out west, but the New Dawn was in no danger. Then, there were the social aspects of things.
She paused for a moment, thinking things over. During that moment, her eyes had traveled back to the wolf. There was a thoughtfulness in Azalea's golden gaze as it locked onto the fearful eyes of the girl.
"I'm going to give you an offer, girl. You're pregnant, you're hurt, you're running. This much is obvious. Come with us. We'll give you medical attention, food, and a bed for a while. Once you tell us what's going on, we'll decide what happens from there- deal?"
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Post by Ventia on Sept 29, 2014 14:58:32 GMT -5
Fallyn's tail curled around her leg as she watched Azalea, inwardly giggling at the playful sight of her face. She was afraid that Fallyn would have gotten scolded or reprimanded for not noticing what she was literally running into and for even telling Azalea her name. But that fear went away quickly, much as it did with her father a few years back and she breathed easily by Azalea's side.
Azalea's message in the mindlink made Fallyn blush and smile, her bright violet eyes shining even more and took away all the remaining fear that she had concerning her Alpha.
As Azalea spoke to the rogue, Fallyn stared at her; Azalea said that her paw seemed to be hurt and that was the first thing Fallyn looked at. She wasn’t good at identifying and paying attention to her surroundings. This was bad and usually got her into situations that she couldn’t avoid like others if she only paid attention.
She examined the girl’s paws, similar to her own in color. It was hard to tell if it was bloody due to the red coloring of her coat but from how she was acting; it did seem like it hurt. Fallyn looked at her other body parts, noticing her big tummy. Judging from the sleek body and the contrast to that tummy, Fallyn guessed she was pregnant, which made her smile. Then again, Fallyn was not good at this and could be wrong. Maybe she had a big meal? With cookies! Cookies were good.
Fallyn felt guilty for causing the other wolf to go into a small frenzy, her ears went down and she looked downwards, hating that she caused this girl pain because of her whining. "Sorry..." Fallyn mumbled, wondering if she should shift now and talk as well to the girl. But if she shifted, she probably wouldn’t be able to stop herself from touching and helping the girl whatever way she could. But what if the girl didn’t want to be touched? What if she didn’t want Fallyn's support? What if she didn’t enjoy a girl’s touch? Or maybe she preferred a wolfs touch? Should Fallyn stay a wolf? Should Fallyn shift?
Fallyn paused in her mental dilemma when the howls came, she tilted her head towards the sound and frowned, her ears straightened before lowering in fear. Not only because she didn’t like the sound of those howls but because she didn’t like the idea of those ugly meanie sounding wolves chasing this wolf. Fallyn wouldn’t like anyone who sounded like that and chased someone.
Fallyn started to walk around, mostly in circles in her own spot but sometimes she walked around Azalea too, trying to concentrate on the pregnant wolf's answer and not at the howls of battle. She decided that if the girl agreed to Azalea's proposition then Fallyn would shift and try her best to comfort her...or she'll stay as a wolf and try to support her weight so that the girl didn’t use her bad paw too much.
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Sept 29, 2014 16:37:32 GMT -5
Cinder would cease her snarling, though the chatter of teeth was hard to control from the pain. Her hetro blue green eyes focused on Azalea; the pleading in them singled a yes. She would bob her head in an agreed motion as she laid still. The sounds of howls ceased suddenly, dark figures a bit away from the new territory she had wandered into. They seemed to circle before moving away once more, seemingly not wanting with such a small group to enter a territory of the unknown. Cinder would stand an limp towards Azalea once again she was submissive.
" I mean no harm...please let me stay "
She would think to her self, her fear settling a little now that the pack that was chasing her was no longer. At least for now. She would whine softly an wag her tail a bit. She need safe haven till at least she was better, she didn't mind moving on from here if it was needed.
In fact she didn't mind it at all if it meant being further from them. She would naw at one of her paws again; others had seemed to stop bleeding but for this one. Her ears would perk listening for anything her swollen stomach shuttered.
" Why does it keep doing that?"
This would be her first litter, something she had no idea about her head would cock slightly as she managed to watch the other walking about as if nervous. She began to pant again her tongue lolling slightly. Her fur matted with twigs an leaves, she smelled of a very deep musk of some male. It was slightly revolting the state she was in for being pregnant an she was slightly thin for being so.
In her experience there had been no other packs she knew of, seemingly sheltered for some reason or another perhaps? She waited to hear her fate regarding the two carefully.
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Post by Azalea on Sept 30, 2014 18:54:42 GMT -5
The New Dawn in particular was...special.
Found pretty close to the center of the Deadlands, they were once one of the most powerful packs. In fact, it was once considered extraordinary that they were able to claim any amount of territory in the Deadlands because it was that hostile of a place. This made them their name amongst other packs. Now, they weren't even considered a pack by other packs. They were considered a very powerful rogue gang. None of them were rogues, no. They were a formal pack and they even had the traditionally hailed Alpha Blood leaders. They had never had an Alpha that didn't have Alpha Blood in them- even if it was now considered just a certain branch of breeding rather than a trait that only Alpha's have. It was still highly regarded.
Their affiliation with rogues is what made them so...despised by other packs. The fact that Aza sent off Outsiders to fight in a Civil war made them more dispicable but most packs were still afraid to venture this far into the Deadlands to do anything about them. Rogues still liked to try and fuck with them, but with the Outsiders being their protectors, it usually didn't work unless they attacked rather specific areas
"Come on, let's go. Fallyn, would you prefer to take her to the pack house or would you like to find an Outsider patrol? We need to make sure where she entered the territory is completely covered. We don't want any more rogues getting in." Without waiting on an answer, Azalea started moving, gesturing for the wolf to follow her. Based on the howls, they didn't have time to tend to her wounds just yet. "We should get moving, the sooner we leave the area, the safer she'll be."
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Post by Ventia on Oct 1, 2014 0:35:07 GMT -5
Fallyn's ears lifted when she saw the nod from the wolf and she smiled. She didn't like the idea of anyone being hurt especially a pregnant wolf and was happy that her pack would be able to help the girl. Fallyn's tail wagged more and she stopped pacing, momentarily forgetting the howls.
Fallyn stared at the wolf, she was much bigger than Fallyn-even in human form so Fallyn found it better if she just shifted. Either form she'll be able to help the girl if the girl wanted help and in her human form, she could talk with the wolf and not just blabber in the mindlink with only Azalea. Not that blabbering to Azalea wasn't great, Fallyn loved blabbering on to her in the link, she wasn't sure if Azalea liked it because sometimes her voice could get annoying and even though she was a wolf her human voice still came out in her thoughts and therefore her voice in the link was maybe high...she should stop blabbering to Azalea. She didn't want to be hated as the blabber and wanted to befriend her Alpha in not just the 'you're my Alpha so let me be scared and always be professional while I'm talking with you and not befriend you like normal people should' way.
Fallyn shook her head, scattering the thoughts and blushed. Not that that could be seen yet but she still glanced at Azalea suspiciously as though she could read Fallyn's thoughts. Fallyn shifted, the action being one fluid movement. She was a small thing, barely 5'4 with wild wavy red hair that flowed down to her middle. She wore sweats and a big shirt with no shoes, she had been dressed like this in her house while she was moping around and was different to her usual librarian look.
"I would want to get her settled at the pack house..." Fallyn glanced down, placing some of her hair behind her ear as she admitted something that her Alpha should probably know. "I'm afraid it'll might take me a while to get the courage to speak to a Outsider...not that I think that they're bad or anything! I'm sure that they are all good people and I'm happy that they are protecting us but..." She placed around hair back to avoid twirling her thumbs. "I'm a pansy." Fallyn laughed a little, walking.
"I'm not like mostly everyone in our pack, I'm really scared of things and well shy. So I'll probably waste time trying to ask Outsiders something. But I can do that if you want me to. I'll do it, if I have to. I'll even go to the Deadlands...if you ask. Though I never been to that place before, I hear stories though and I really don't want to go." Fallyn tucked yet another hair back, her bright eyes moving side to side as she walked closer to the wolf.
She smiled a few feet away from her, even in human form the girl was still larger than Fallyn. "Hi, do you need help walking? You could lean on me while you walk?" Fallyn patted her shoulder, smiling brightly. "Oh, my name is Fallyn. It's nice to meet you and I'm happy you'll let us help you. Those people who were chasing you sounded awfully horrible. I'm amazed you were able to get away from them. I'll probably be so afraid I'll find a little hole and hide it in for ages." Fallyn's smile quickly turned into a grin as she waited for some kind of response. She was close enough to help the wolf and far enough so that if the wolf didn't want help then it wouldn't feel threatened.
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
Posts: 1,068
Pack Status: New Dawn, Other
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Post by Voss on Oct 1, 2014 8:07:00 GMT -5
Cinder
She would listen to what she gathered from the girl speaking was the alpha of the pack in the area, she sniffed the air slightly trying to discern that. This would cause her to frown a bit, as she only ever smelled alpha males. Being hard to recognize what a alpha female might smell like, she gave up for now. As leaves fell an blew across the ground she would lick an nudge Fallyn's hand gently to reassure her that she could help. Wanting her to know that she wouldn't attack her, fur sleekly brushing against her as she leaned slightly for a moment. Her swollen belly with tits full of milk contracted slightly. Her ears would perk for a moment then lay back, raising a paw she would move after Azalea fairly quick for her injury. Paw touching the ground once or twice to keep up, each time she would give a little whine. Trying to remain as silent as possible, hoping her scents may be masked by the two with her. Doubting that it would work that way, she still hoped. Her paw coming down would send a jolt of pain through her sense.
* " Don't tell me what I can an can not do girl! Now sit down an shut up!"
Duke paced his eyes blood shot, like they where every day if he could manage it. Cinder would slowly sit down an blink tilting her head slightly.
"I just do not understand why our protection money is gone"
She would whence as he turned around, looking down immediately to show submissiveness. The smell of dried blood an death on him made her stomach lurch slightly as he got closer.
" I said shut up damn it!"
He was all most foaming at the mouth with anger, jerking a little Cinder would scoot down on the ragged couch. Duke would cough before picking up a cigarette an drawing off it already half burnt down.
" You must learn your place, an that is to be silent an do as any male tells you girl. How many times have I told you that?"
She would just be silent an keep her eyes to the floor, a man would step in with Fedora hiding his face, a dark pin striped suit black an a silver lining. His long black cane poking at things as he moved in with two other were wolves. Their furred bodies greatly muscled.
" You know I hate coming to this shit hole to collect Duke, I have said that haven't I boys?"
The large were-wolves would nod there large anthro muzzles, he would sigh moving further in making a face at a smell. Duke would ring his hands slightly as the man came in further.
" For fuck sake Duke, you have not even paid me for the stuff I lent you yesterday. What kind of business man do you take me for you Irish prick?"
Duke would jester his hands as if saying hold on. He would move over to his daughter.
" You know Voss that deal you got going on? I thought, well Cinder would be perfect for it."
Voss would sigh softly as he rubbed his hand along the back of his neck, when he got a look at her he would raise brow in thought.
" Sure that will square you for now on it all, but when you come for more. Don't expect a hand out " He shoved the cane into his chest to get his point across. *
She would shake her head as if flinging the pain away, lolling her tongue she would pant while moving after Azalea again. Trying to pad softer on her injured paw. She had never seen a true pack before an wondered at the true size an strength of it, And would it be able to keep Voss from retrieving her?
( I do hope memories are alright. Till Cinder can settle some where *an I get the lay of the land* this is the only way I can have decent posts x.x )
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Post by Azalea on Oct 5, 2014 15:31:07 GMT -5
((That's fine Jack. I apologize for the wait.)) Azalea nodded to Fallyn, smiling slightly. She completely understood. Some people didn't deal well with rogues, or at least rogues that were a threat. It was just something that a lot of people found themselves uncomfortable with if they had been accustom to pack life. Azalea was lucky in the sense that she had been raised around rogues so therefore it was something that had always been normal to her. She couldn't really distinguish a notable difference between how some rogues and pack members acted sometimes, rogues just broke more laws can gave into more carnal instincts. She could accept that. "It's fine Fallyn. You go ahead and take the girl to the pack house, I'll go get the Outsiders and catch up soon, alright? No need for you to go into the Deadlands, it's dangerous out there." She smiled a bit, putting her hand on Fallyn's shoulder lightly before she turned and left. She put a bounce into her step before she shifted. She shifted a lot but she didn't do it commonly amongst pack members, there was little need to. Right now? Speed was essential, so wolf form it was. She was large, beyond large actually. She was one of the few wolves to carry an extinct gene but her's was diluted by other wolf species, so she wasn't as large as she could be. She was still insanely dangerous though. In this form, she took on her hair color, completely black but you could see almost dark red spots in her fur, imperfections that are naturally in her hair but not noticeable in that form. Her shift took a blink that it took her to hop into the air, and then she was a wolf, cloth falling down to the ground around her. No pain, nothing. Fast, easy, and natural. That's who she was, and that's how in touch with her animal she truly was in her life. Without another word, Azalea left, going to find the Outsiders in order to fill the gap in their defenses.
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Post by Ventia on Oct 8, 2014 15:34:26 GMT -5
Fallyn nodded, happy that Azalea didn’t feel angry that she was a wuss and that she was shy. "Be safe Azalea," Fallyn said a few heartbeats after Azalea had touched her shoulder. She smiled at the girl but it was clear that there was concern in her purple eyes. Despite Azalea being their Alpha, she was still a person and Fallyn didn’t want her getting hurt. No matter how strong she was or how skilled, there were always some curve balls at the end of the day and Fallyn did not want to see another one of her cherished pack members hurt. She didn’t want anyone to get hurt.
Fallyn watched Azalea go and then turned back to the wolf; she wanted to give her a name so she was going to go with Red for now. Her coat was red and it didn’t sound right for Fallyn to refer to her as 'the wolf', 'the girl', 'the rogue', or the 'pregnant wolf'. So she was Red for now.
Fallyn giggled at the small lick and nudge, falling easily in peace with Red. "You don’t have to walk so fast, take your time and just relax. Our Alpha will take care of everything, she's that type of person and we have really good healers here so I’m sure once you get checked up, maybe fixed a little, you'll be as good as new." Since Red was leaning into Fallyn, she took it as an invitation and gently laid her palm on the fur of her big body. She was as tall as Fallyn and even now Fallyn felt slightly intimidated by Red’s height but not by anything else. She liked Red.
Fallyn pressed her side gently against Red's so she could lean against her. Fallyn wasn’t the strongest but she could help Red by easing the amount of weight needed to be used to walk. "You can lean on me if you want? We're a few miles back but we can be there soon. How are you feeling?" Fallyn brushed back a wavy lock of hair and glanced upwards at Red, "Well that’s a silly question on my end. You're in pain, I'm sorry. Those people didn’t sound so nice, I don’t like them and I’m happy you were able to outrun them. Not that I know if you outrun them because I don’t know much but from the sounds of it, it sounds like that happened. But I’m not forcing events onto you..." Fallyn giggled, shaking her head at herself.
"I’m sorry, I'm doing it again. I talk and worry too much. oh, I called you Red in my head, I hope you don’t mind for now. I'll be sure to call you by your real name soon enough Red." Fallyn beamed as she walked to Red's pace.
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Voss
Warrior
Confidence is not 'They will like me'. Confidence is I'll be fine if they don't.
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Post by Voss on Oct 10, 2014 6:52:59 GMT -5
Cinder limped along with Fallyn at a slow pace making sure to not knock her over. She wondered how a cheerful one as her ended up with such a strong pack leader. She had heard of a pack that comprised only of the strongest an most fierce before. Were all packs so different, never having one she assumed they had been horror stories her father had told her to explain away why they where always on the run. Now she was not so sure, she would nudge Fallyn a little an lick her hand again wishing she could tell her that it was ok to be herself. Her ears would perk slightly listening trying to catch any sound on the wind.
" I wish it was not so silent ...."
She now thought that this was more difficult then running from those goons. would turn her hetro blue;green eyes towards Fallyn watching her try to help her move along. Her ears would go more relaxed, an the tenseness she had before eased only slightly. She would try an move a little faster, as fast as she could with a raised paw.
"Red, eh?"
She would inwardly smile at her naming her all most like she was a pet, she found it most amusing. Turning her head to look at her after stopping for a moment as if to ask which way. Being far unfamiliar with the area she didn't want to turn in the wrong direction an waste Fallyn's time.
(Sorry for the short post. An both of you take your times I ask no rushing in the rp's I do. I prefer a well thought out one then a rushed one. XD so no biggie)
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