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- Yuki Miyako - 08-26-2010 [html] Sucky and typed fast. Anywayss, finally got it up! The trip to the cemetery had saddened her, but it had also brought on the inspiration she needed to head off to the city. She had never been to a city, she couldn't even imagine a place not covered in trees. From what she had heard, people cut down all of the trees to put down this concrete forest. "Yeah, because THIS is better." She spat sarcasticly. Of course she had seen flat land, but the highway had been made by humans, and that looked as if they carlessly threw that ugly grey stuff around. She wondered if that meant the humans had thought the earth was so unattractive that it needed to be hidden. 'What strange beings,' Her bi-coloured eyes studied the city in front of her, paying special attention to the buildings that branched out from the main rode. The buildings were intelligently built, but she couldn't see how you could call some thing like that home. She would miss sleeping under the stars, and maybe even that dangerous feeling that some thing was watching her.
It was definately not how she had pictured it. She had heard that since the humans had died, most of the things they created had went with them. She planned to study the ways they had lived, but from the looks of it, this place wouldn't hold much information. A teeming amount of the buildings had trailing plants she reconized as vines clinging to sides of them. Angelic looking pink and white flowers were growing from some of the vines, immediatly catching her eye with their bright colours, compaired to the dull colouration of the buildings surrounding her. Some small purple fruits could be found as well, but they did not look like they were in the season to eat. The female soon wound up in a small building that looked like it had been a person's home at one point in time. Most of the dirty red bricks were painted over with mold, causing the entire house to have a earthy fragrance. After peeking around a bit, she guessed it was the household of a family at one time. Judging by the pocket-sized toy car in one of the small rooms, she guessed a mother and child lived here. But no trace of a male was found. When she was done inspecting; she exited the house. Afterwards she trotted along aimlessly for a while, searching for any thing else that might help her learn more about these things that were now nothing more then a peice of history. Speaking aloud.All in her head.Acting upon it. .character-nnnnnn b {font-weight:bold; color:#32be70; letter-spacing:1px; } .character-nnnnnn .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; color:#000000} .character-nnnnnn p {text-indent:25px; padding:5px 10px; margin:0px; color:#1c2403;} character-nnnnnn i {font-weight:italic; letter spacing:1px;} .character-nnnnnn {margin:0 auto; width:360px; background-color:#525a37; background-image:url(http://i37.tinypic.com/2lasgmx.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px dashed #000000; padding: 360px 0px 67px 0px; font-family: trebuchet, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 08-31-2010 [html] Cool =] [300+ Word Count] Moonfyre trotted along the cold cement. This city was eerie and drenched with death and negativity but his eager mind looked away from that and he saw this place a learning experience. At first, he didn’t really care for the humans and their weird objects and such but then he picked up a human history book and read it. The history sucked him right in and he’s become crazily interested since. Now, he takes weekly expeditions into town to study and just look at things. He doesn’t know everything about them yet, but he hopes to learn everything he can. The one thing that bothers him though, he wishes he could learn about their downfall but there are no books to tell him this because there were no humans left to write them. Maybe he would be able to ask someone. .moonfyre-ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:1px; color:#FF7D3B; } .moonfyre p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .moonfyre b {color:#DC1F2C;} .moonfyre i {color:# FF7B17;} .moonfyre {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... etable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 200px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#F0BD04; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:13px; width:328px; text-align:justify; } .moonfyre-border {width:330px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } </style>[/html] - Yuki Miyako - 09-06-2010 [html] ooc... Night always seemed to bring its own kind of beauty into the world. Birds turning to bats, sun turning to moon.."A whole kind of new beauty awakening.." And her thoughts rang true. She watched as a raccoon dashed across the street, striped tail following closely behind. Some referred to them as lesser pandas, but to Yuki, they seemed to be nothing more then overgrown cats. The smell of the male had hit her like a brick wall, burying itself deep in her nostrils. He hadn't done any thing to seem suspicious, but he didn't really make his presence known. It gave her small joy as she realized she wasn't the only one who visited the homes of the dead. She stiffened at the sound of his bark, strong, loud, but short lived. It wasn't much of greeting, but at least she knew he was no threat now. No good hunter showed themselves before attacking, or so she had learned. While some killed out of the beauty of death, she killed for her passion of survival. As she turned her neck so she could face him, the light of the moon shined on to her face, giving the creamy white a slight tint of blue. Her eyes glowed in a both frightening and beautiful manner. She could very well be an angel, or even a ghost. The smell of many others lingered on him, bringing her to the conclusion that he was from a pack. He reminded her of Kuro, with his darkly coloured fur, but she knew all too well Kuro wouldn't of came within' twenty feet of her. Her voice reflected the smallness she felt inside just by standing near him, she might've very well been a vunerable pup at that moment. The gold rings on his ear shined magically, automaticly drawing her attention as she took a few almost involuntary step towards him. She cocked her head to the side as her eyes widened in amazement, "It's pretty.." She whispered, her eyes still attactched to the peircings. Her eyes grew bigger once again as she realized she was pratically in the man's face. A small yelp escaped her throat as she stumbled back, wondering how she could of been stupid enough to get close to a stranger. "Stupid, stupid, stupid.." She thought to herself. As she built the courage back up too look him in the eye again, she studied the unique tattoos above and bellow his eye. The one on top reminded her of a moon, while the one bellow confused her. "I'm sorry, I don't know where my manners went.." She said with a nervous laugh, not bothering to change the tone of her young voice. She cleared her throat and smiled slightly before speaking again, "So.. Hi, I'm Yuki." .yukigift b {font-weight:bold; color:#f1ef68; letter-spacing:.0px; } .yukigift-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:15px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:10px; color:#f1ef68; text-align:right; } .yukigift p {text-indent:30px; padding:5px 8px; margin:0px;} .yukigift {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#62615d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... u/yuki.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 230px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:11px; color:#e4e4e3; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.0px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-07-2010 [html] Ooc. He almost laughed as the young femme got up in his maw to stare at the gold rings in his ear. He could understand not many have seen these enough to be used to them, nor tattoos. Though, they weren’t really tattoos but more like markings. He couldn’t really remember ever getting them tattooed on his face. Aside from that point, this femme was funny to him. She seemed so curious, dangerously curious. Who knew what kind of trouble she could get into in a place like this? .moonfyre-ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:1px; color:#FF7D3B; } .moonfyre p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .moonfyre b {color:#DC1F2C;} .moonfyre i {color:# FF7B17;} .moonfyre {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... etable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 200px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#F0BD04; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:13px; width:328px; text-align:justify; } .moonfyre-border {width:330px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } </style>[/html] - Yuki Miyako - 09-08-2010 [html] I am talking about one of those apartments that have open roof things on top, where they can like, hang their clothes. Just btw if it wasn't really clear.. Her behavior was unusual. Very rarely did she ever seem shy, timidness was almost always there, but it wasn't often that she got close to blushing. She cocked her head again slightly as he questioned her about why she was here. It was easier to lie, she would probably never see this wolf again. But she DID want to see him again, which is what scared her the most. Fibbing didn't seem right for this stranger, he had done her a favor already by not biting her face off when she got close to his. In addition to him being tolerant, she had already dug her own hole of idiocy, why not lie in it? "I was out here studying humans. And in all if you want the truth sir, um..-" She looked at him and smiled slightly, she always found it fun to use someone's name who she had just learned. The word sir had just been a result of her shy side showing through yet again, she had to work on her quick thinking. "Moonfye, I meant.. Not sir. I didn't have any one to join me. I didn't really ask.. but I don't really know many people any ways." Her grin faded; replaced by one of her famous, small, fake smiles. The black and white female could no longer hold still. She turned and trotted the opposite way, following the moon light lit path. "C'mon.. This place is to big to just sit around doing nothing." Tail raised, ears perked and lean legs in motion, she searched for a good place to watch the sun of dark. Her heart beat matched rhythmatically as her trot turned into a flowing run. She followed the zig zaggy trail of cemet until she stumbled upon what she had been looking for. The building she entered looked to be an old apartment, paint peeling off the walls on both inside and out of the house. She climbed the stairs with deer-like leaps until she reached the top of the old home. High off the ground the moon looked beautiful, making the flat ground on the roof top sparkle like a thousand diamonds. She sat and just stared in awe , "Isn't it gorgeous?" she asked, unsure if the male had followed her all the way here. Her eyes were wide again as she marveled at the sight. .yukigift b {font-weight:bold; color:#f1ef68; letter-spacing:.0px; } .yukigift-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:15px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:10px; color:#f1ef68; text-align:right; } .yukigift p {text-indent:30px; padding:5px 8px; margin:0px;} .yukigift {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#62615d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... u/yuki.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 230px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:11px; color:#e4e4e3; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.0px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-08-2010 [html] Like an open roof top ? It’s quite clear =] [300+ WC] Humans? His head cocked almost instantly at the word. So, she was a human studier also, eh? This could be quite interesting; finally he found someone with the same passion as he. Well, possibly no one was quite as obsessed as he, but she shared knowledge of the humans. Every wolf he met so far either had no interest at all or had no idea. But as she began to dart away, he pondered for a moment before following. Is this even real? A beautiful femme who shared the same interest as he? He almost couldn’t believe his own eyes, ears, and senses. As the thoughts came, they left with lightning speed as he darted after the she-wolf. .moonfyre-ooc {font-style:italic; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px; letter-spacing:1px; color:#FF7D3B; } .moonfyre p {padding:0px 15px 5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .moonfyre b {color:#DC1F2C;} .moonfyre i {color:# FF7B17;} .moonfyre {background-color:#000000; background-image:url(http://i732.photobucket.com/albums/ww32 ... etable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:10px 0px 200px 0px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; font-family: verdana, sans-serif; font-size:10px; color:#F0BD04; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:2px; line-height:13px; width:328px; text-align:justify; } .moonfyre-border {width:330px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto; } </style>[/html] - Yuki Miyako - 09-09-2010 [html] Yup! Exactly (: Having absolutely zero experience in relationships or friendships, the hybrid was not at her strongest point. She laid on her side, looking up at the blue eyed male questioningly. "Your part of a pack, aren't you?" She asked, a shiver running over her body from the touch of the cool pavement. She studied him again, this time not paying as much attention to his gold designs. She guessed he was quite the hunter, judging by his muscular build. His eyes were interesting, a darker shade of blue then her own, and definately not as emotionless as hers looked to be. Unlike Kuro, he gave off a warm kind of aura, while her brother's had been frightening. He looked full blooded wolf, from what she could tell. All together he was handsome. She had thought of many as this, but not in the same way. Most that she classified as attractive scared her in some way. But this was different. He seemed different, in some way. Most wolves that she had met always looked at her with pity, as if they knew her story some how. She had felt his eyes on her, but they held something other then pity. At one point she thought he looked at her just to make sure she was real, though she was nothing of a mind reader. She wanted to ask him why he was looked at her strangely, but she wanted to avoid any more embarrassment. "Speaking of staring.." She looked him in the eye again, talking to bury her very noticable staring. "Who are you?" Her question reached beyond names, trying to figure who this 'Moonfyre' was, and exactly why he gave her odd emotions. .yukigift b {font-weight:bold; color:#f1ef68; letter-spacing:.0px; } .yukigift-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:15px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:10px; color:#f1ef68; text-align:right; } .yukigift p {text-indent:30px; padding:5px 8px; margin:0px;} .yukigift {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#62615d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... u/yuki.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 230px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:11px; color:#e4e4e3; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.0px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-13-2010 [html] New table <3 [300+ WC] Moonfyre kept himself from turning to the femme when he noticed her turn her head toward him. He kept staring straight ahead, up at the moon. His eyes shown like fire from the night’s light. This wolfess seemed to be fond of him in some way, if not curious. She seemed to be a loner and not knowledgeable about pack life at all. His black ears stayed alert above his crania as he listened but pretended not to notice her curiosity. - Yuki Miyako - 09-13-2010 [html] Yup! Exactly (: Yuki laughed at the male in front of her. The way he suddenly turned so serious, mid conversation, reminded her so much of herself that it was funny. His unchanging posture, eyes looking at any thing other then her, it was like a glimpse at a demon she thought she knew so well. It took effort to swallow her bubbly laughter, but she spoke almost immediatly after she did, "Not much into deep conversations, are you?" She managed an eye roll in his direction as her sarcasm showed through. Males were incapable of any thing deeper then a hello, this only confirmed her suspicions. Not all woman were much better, but she had seen a lot more cold heartedness from men. "Every one is the same." She looked up at him again, shaking her head then standing. She felt even more stupid then before, "Nice job avoiding it," she thought. She stretched out her legs, then walked away. She didn't leave the open roof top, but moved away from the man she had hoped of having a conversation with. Some part of her wished he would yell at her, but another said that he would just leave. She was nothing to him, not a friend, and not some one who he cared about. Maybe if she was luperci, she would shrug as he did. The thought of this brought the female she had met to mind, causing her to smile. She had called her a rose, such as she seemed to be at the time. But as they talked the female switched to defensive, and the wolfdog had given up the conversation. Maybe Moonfyre was like this too, maybe he needed her to speak first. "No danger in trying" She denied the possibilty of him attacking her. After all, he didn't do it the first time. But now he is like a completely different person.." That thought nagged at her as she approached him again. She sat close and stared at him, daring him to look back at her. She kept focused on his eyes as she started talking, "I'm am a hybrid. I have no pack, no family, and no one to take notice of my death if you killed me. My blue eye changes vision from day to day. I have no skill in fighting. I often think I'm going insane. I am usually closed off. I'm not scared of you because you remind me of my brother. Certain topics trigger emotions inside me that some consider strange. Death gives me a weird kind of amazement. I'm going to feel stupid and probably regret saying all this in a moment, but this is who I am. Nothing more, nothing less. She breathed in and sat up straight, awaiting his reaction now that he knew all of her weaknesses. It was very out of character for her to open up like this to any one, but she didnt have much to loose. <style type="text/css">.yukigift b {font-weight:bold; color:#f1ef68; letter-spacing:.0px; } .yukigift-ooc { font-style:italic; padding:15px; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:10px; color:#f1ef68; text-align:right; } .yukigift p {text-indent:30px; padding:5px 8px; margin:0px;} .yukigift {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color:#62615d; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v313/ ... u/yuki.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #000000; padding: 230px 0px 10px 0px; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:11px; color:#e4e4e3; line-height:15px; letter-spacing:.0px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-14-2010 [html] You work fast-- I like =] [300+ WC] She seemed to still be up in his face. What did she expect? An elaborate conversation with a wolf he didn’t know at all? He snorted as he thought of this. He liked how she was persistent but she was persistent in an annoying way. Then he comment hit him: “Everyone is the same.” He growled lowly and bared a fang or two at the comment. He was not the same as anyone else, far better than anyone around him. He thought highly of himself and would not be compared to anyone else without giving a little attitude toward the comparer. He had far more different ideas, plans, emotions, and difficulties than everyone else. His blue orbs danced with anger and he snapped his head toward her. He glared at her with orbs burning with the desire to lunge for her throat but just to scare her. He held himself steady, though; steady enough for no other to notice his distress. He spoke with a slight growl in his voice : - Yuki Miyako - 09-20-2010 [html] Because Yuki needed more mischief well she was in her explorer mode. Sorry, this one took me a bit to write. The male hadn't proven hard to annoy. She let out a dramatic sigh, as he went downstairs. She didn't follow him right away. She made a stop at the second floor, nudging one of the doors until it opened enough for her to enter. The floor made sounds of displeasure as she walked across it. She dodged a large hole in the wooden floor and walked in further. Some areas of the floor were soggy with both age and water, the whole room was a death trap. This should have triggered something inside her, telling her to turn back, or at least be more careful. But almost every thing inside her urged her on, "Lets go over there.." She walked deeper into the apartment, entering a room with a white door frame. A large bed was in the center, accompanied by a vanity and dresser. She trotted over to the dusty bed, ignoring the groans of the old floor. She climbed onto it, amazed that it could still hold weight. As she tried to keep her balance, her foot found its way into a hole in the mattress. "No problem," She jerked her foot up, yelping as a broken metal spring dug into her foot. She peered into the hole, panicking as she observed her predicament. Her foot was inside one of the springs, the caught inside the spiral inside. One of the rings of it was chipped, leaving a sharp edge that was scraping her paw. As she struggled the floor made noises of agony, "Yuki, you idiot. What did you do this time?" She mumbled to herself. She could either ask Moonfyre for help, and loose every ounce of her pride that she had, or she could be stuck here forever and starve. Neither of the opinions seemed very good, "Well.. The meal you ate earlier should last you a while.." She laid down and tried to get as comfortable as possible, preparing for the long wait ahead. The ground completely disagreed with her actions, her ears shot up to listen as the floor made cracking sounds. "Is pride worth your life?" She let out a dramatic sigh before calling out the name of the man she had just previously annoyed to the point of leaving, "Moonfyre!" .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-21-2010 [html] Ooc. Moonfyre!! She called for him from up the stairs. He growled ignoring her the first time. He was still pissed off and didn’t feel the need to quickly recover and save the annoying being. Then he heard some type of a struggle from upstairs. The floor kept creaking and cracking, maybe there was a rogue wolf. This set off a warning sign in Moonfyre’s head. Rogue wolves were not fun and they were abnormally strong in some cases. - Yuki Miyako - 09-26-2010 [html]
__________________________________________ Her entire body shook in fear as the male growled, though she couldn't tell exactly who it was directed towards. She hadn't been scared of him before, when she was fully capable of getting away. But now she had no way to move. "Unless you want to rip your own foot off" A voice in her head suggested. She would not be able to make it on her own if she was missing a limb, that was for sure. She watched him circle the bed, her uncertainty growing as he observed. She yanked up on her foot as he spoke, letting out a loud yelp as the metal dug deeper. "Right. Because we don't want to stress out the BED anymore." She put empasis on the word 'bed', hinting that she really disapproved of his way of thinking. She knew he wouldn't jump up on the bed now, he was afraid it was going to fall through the floor. "It should only be one or two stories, right?" Her leg would definately break, that's all their was to it. She did as he said, attempting to slide it out slowly. The spring was tearing her skin, her blood traveling through the twisted jungle of metal before gathering together in a small puddle, soaking through then staining the brown floor. She dug her claws into the bed as she pulled the last of her foot out, water that had built up out of pain and frusteration spilled over her cheeks. The floor continued on with its depressing sounds as she hopped off the bed. As she looked over her bloody leg, realizing she could no longer hold in what she had eaten for lunch. She backed away from the disgusting spill of her insides and walked towards the door. She was limping badly but managed to murmur a pained thank you to the male. It sounded like nothing more then continuous babble, but she couldn't manage much more. She shuffled across the floor, leaving a trail of crimson that had been flowing form her back leg. When she reached the steps she shook her head, deciding to just lay down instead. Whether she was unconcious or just in a deep sleep was unclear, even to her. .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-26-2010 [html] Ooc. A deep growl emitted from his throat at her sarcastic statement. As he watched her pull her leg from the bed he winced, too, at her pain. He understood pain, and especially pain you had no choice of causing to yourself. As she jumped down from the bed the floor moaned its last and the bed sunk into the soggy, old floor with a loud crunch. It didn’t fall all the way, but if there was weight on top of the bed it would’ve fell to the first floor on top of that comfortable couch he was laying on earlier. - Yuki Miyako - 09-26-2010 [html]
__________________________________________ She didn't move as she felt the warmth of his tongue on her wound. In the stage of almost sleeping she was in, she couldn't feel much of the pain. She wished he would just lay next to her, but she knew it needed to be tended. "Can't you stay?" She asked, keeping her voice barely above a whisper in an attempt to not move much. The results of keeping a injury open all night could be deadly, no telling what might smell the blood of a wounded wolf. A breeze or two found its way through the window, chilling her body. She wanted to curl up in a ball, unaware if he could see her scar or not. The silence floated around the room, causing her ears to be filled with a fictional buzzing noise. She wasn't so afraid that he would reject her. She wouldn't blame him for wanting to return to his familar pack lands, rather then sleeping in an old apartment that was holding up just as much as the bed that had just fell through the floor. "But you want him to stay." Her thoughts conflicted, and they soon turned into a loud argument that only she could hear. She hummed to out do the voices, the quiet drifting melody echoed through the house. It was slow and soft, swaying like a leaf floating to the ground on a cool fall day. .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-27-2010 [html] Looonnggg oneee. [600+ WC] He didn’t flinch when he heard the floor finally collapse. He knew it was coming any moment and when it did he wasn’t bothered by it. He continued to gently lick Yuki’s wounded leg, but somewhere deep inside him he wanted to rip it off and eat it. He wouldn’t though because he actually didn’t mind her now. If she continued to annoy him he might’ve done it. Her tiny words reached his auds, and he stopped licking. Moonfyre looked down at her wounded leg, and the gash was quite big. She would lose a lot of blood if he didn’t do something. - Yuki Miyako - 09-27-2010 [html]
__________________________________________ She expected the male to desert her, enough though he had said he would be right back. "He wants to spare your feelings." How nice of him, she thought back sarcastically. She chewed her tongue as she waited, eventually causing blood to drip from it. Choosing not to loose any more blood, she swallowed it. A look of disgust crossed her face, she licked her paw to wipe off the taste of it. Little did the canine know, swallowing your own blood does not return it to your veins, where it belongs. It was very unexpected when she heard the male reopen the apartment's door. "You're weak, stand! Do you want to die here?" She let the question sit for a moment, thinking about being found in a humans house, bleeding out, because of a cut she had received from a fight with a mattress. "Get UP!" Yuki did as she was told, she stood. Her fur was raised like her tail, the redness from her tongue dripped from her mouth, adding to her already vicious appearance. Not a trace of innocence could be found now. Her lips curled back to reveal her sharp canines as she let out a low growl. Despite her feral figure, she could pass as a blood lusted werewolf right about now. Preying off the fear of the small critters that could hear her. She barely relaxed her position as she saw that it was the male who had just saved her. It took her a minute to stop the sound that she had not heard from herself in so long. She went back to her place on the floor, avoiding his eyes. "You were just protecting yourself from what it COULD have been." Somehow, she still felt as if he had caught her off guard on a different level. He had seen to many different sides of her today, that was for sure. "Sorry.. I thought you were..- Something else." She returned to her spot on the floor, and stared up at the bottle in his hand. She recognized alcohol. She had never tried it, but the lady of birds had always kept some in her cabinets for 'special occasions'. The hag always seemed happier after she had a few bottles, always bubbly and joyful. "Ready for what?" She wondered. "Sure." She responded aloud, holding little emotion in her voice. She glanced at his changed form, then back at the wood floor. She felt as if she was looking at something that wasn't hers to look at, reminding her of the time she had caught the Bird Lady naked and was scolded. "REALLY not the time to be thinking about that." .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-28-2010 [html] This has turned out interesting =] Yuki’s growls barely brought any emotion to his mind at all. She could growl all she wanted and it wouldn’t affect him. Though, if she lunged toward him they would have a slight situation. He looked into her eyes and held his gaze for a moment before looking away, and focusing back on her wound which was gushing more blood than before. She really shouldn’t have stood. - Yuki Miyako - 09-28-2010 [html] Yupyup! __________________________________________"Pain is an emotion, not a sense. Emotions, emotions.." But she was almost sure she had felt the 'pain' the metal spring had caused her, hadn't she? "Or you just wanted him to come back.." She licked the blood off her lip to keep it from dribbling as he began to pour. The first few drops were the worst. She squirmed and kicked, but managed not to hurt herself or Moonfyre, not to say the same for the wall she had kicked. It flushed out a lot of the bacteria from her wound, but lord did it burn. When he had finished pouring, she was dizzy with pain. Flashes of lights dotted in randomized places, causing her to blink repeatedly to make them go away. Unfortunately, she was not that lucky. She looked back at the male as he chugged down the other bottle of alcohol. "Hopefully that stuff doesn't burn as much going down as it does entering." She said, referring to her now bandaged wound. After she was convinced the alcohol had done its job, she began to clean it on her own. Her sand paper like tongue rubbed along her skin, licking up the salty crimson. When she slowed down the source a bit, she moved to the surrounding fur. The fur was stained well, but when she had finished only a light pink tint was left behind. She gave the painful gash a few more licks before turning her attention to the window. She had always thought that those with luperci could sense if others had it, but the male led her to believe otherwise when he hinted that she would need to 'shift' to share the drink. "I would, but I can't." She looked down at her paws then back to him, "That would be one thing I didn't mention, sorry to disappoint." She wasn't particularly touchy about the subject, but she knew she would always have a disadvantage. "Why haven't you left yet?" Her voice held only pure curiosity. She was almost sure he would leave now, knowing that they couldn't even share a victory drink. .character-hnhjj01 b {font-weight:bold; color:#3E5B00; letter-spacing:1px; color: #3E5B00; } .character-hnhjj01 .ooc { font-style:italic; padding:0px; font-family:verdana, sans-serif; font-size:11px;} .character-hnhjj01 p {text-indent:25px; padding: 5px 10px ; margin:0px; color: #251031;} .character-hnhjj01 {margin:0 auto; width:400px; background-color: #FFFFFF; background-image:url(http://i50.tinypic.com/2nb7gbm.jpg); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; padding: 10px 0px 267px 0px; font-family: georgia, sans-serif; font-size:12px; color:#0F475F; line-height:16px; letter-spacing:.5px; text-align:justify;} </style> [/html] - Moonfyre NecroFang - 09-30-2010 [html] WC: 300+ Because I don’t want to. |