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- Axelle Napier - 12-14-2010 [html] Hello ! What is Harlowe to Naniko ? [400+]
The hills kept rolling downward as Axelle walked down the steep countryside. Her paws ached from keeping her grip on the slippery grass. If she didn’t keep a good enough grip she would tumble down the hills, and probably smash her head on a rock some ways down. Every inch of her body ached with pain, and sadness that this crap has happened almost again. Luckily, the more recent tragedy did not involve rape, but it didn’t give her much time to heal from her first encounter with that fatal brute, Kemo, either. What was the recent brute’s name? Oh, yeah. Harlowe D’Angelo. The name even sounded wicked to begin with. She could almost understand why the brute was so twisted. Who ever his mother was, she gave him a twisted name for a reason. .axelleblur-text {padding:0px 5px;} .axelleblur p {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:15px; margin:5px;} .axelleblur b {color:#2b3a5f; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; } .axelleblur {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#1c1817; background-image:url(http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9245/souls52.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:6px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size:13px; color:#866aaf; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 12-30-2010 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Harlowe is her son :]
- Axelle Napier - 12-31-2010 [html] Ooh boy. This could be an interesting future since Naniko’s son beat Axelle… lol
A sting of pain shot through her chest wound when she lifted her head. Ow. There was a voice calling out to her. She couldn’t see the wolf that it belonged to, but after a few hard sweeps of the eyes she spotted her. A grey pelted femme stood little ways away from her. She didn’t look like a threat so Axelle’s muscles didn’t tense. They actually couldn’t tense from all the pain she was in anyway. .axelleblur-text {padding:0px 5px;} .axelleblur p {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:15px; margin:5px;} .axelleblur b {color:#2b3a5f; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; } .axelleblur {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#1c1817; background-image:url(http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9245/souls52.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:6px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size:13px; color:#866aaf; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 01-05-2011 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Dx Yesh wc: 171
- Axelle Napier - 01-07-2011 [html] Hehe. WC: 393
Axelle stopped in place when the female in the distance began shouting questions. Was she even on the pack lands to begin with? She didn’t think she had crossed any boundaries while she limped across the rolling hills. There was a border nearby, but she had no intensions of crossing it. She just wanted to find a quiet place to rest mostly, and find new people that she could possibly trust to some extent. The first question rolled by. What are you doing here? Simple. She was resting, but she couldn’t tell this important person just that. She didn’t want to be an ass about it. She wanted people to like her. In a way, at least. She yelled back to the femme as best as she could without injuring herself further. .axelleblur-text {padding:0px 5px;} .axelleblur p {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:15px; margin:5px;} .axelleblur b {color:#2b3a5f; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; } .axelleblur {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#1c1817; background-image:url(http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9245/souls52.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:6px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size:13px; color:#866aaf; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 01-14-2011 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> If she can come into Anathema I can move this thread to Anathema's territory :] wc: 317
- Axelle Napier - 01-20-2011 [html] Sure, you can move it WC: 149
Going into Anathema? And she was invited? Axelle carefully stood up. She managed. She could obviously walk, how else would she have gotten here? Flying? She wished. The two-toned femme took careful steps toward the female leader. Her wounds still stung, especially the one on her chest. The others were just painful like the one of her maw and her two front legs. There was a crusty one on her shoulder with dried blood around it. Ow. .axelleblur-text {padding:0px 5px;} .axelleblur p {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:15px; margin:5px;} .axelleblur b {color:#2b3a5f; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; } .axelleblur {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#1c1817; background-image:url(http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9245/souls52.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:6px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size:13px; color:#866aaf; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 01-25-2011 [html] <style> .naniko .ooc {font-style:italic; } .naniko p {padding:2px 0px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .naniko b {color:#FFFFFF; letter-spacing:-.2px; text-shadow:#000000 2px 2px 2px; } .naniko {background-color:#1e252b; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... naniko.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #FFFFFF; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; line-height:12px; color:#141b21; width:375px; text-align:justify; } .naniko-border {width:379px; border:1px solid #000000; margin:0 auto;} .naniko .inner {margin:10px 10px 190px 10px; padding:10px; background-image:url(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v26/K ... nikobg.png); border:1px solid #000000; border-radius:20px;-moz-border-radius:20px; -webkit-border-radius:20px;} </style> Did ^^ slight PP with them walking to the caves. wc: 186 She would have to take care to avoid the pit-fall traps that her sister had been working on. Naniko kept to the route that she knew the best as she walked with Axelle toward the main system of caves that housed the Anathema pack. She tried to keep her pace a little slower so that the injured female could keep up.
- Axelle Napier - 02-03-2011 [html] Crappy post :/ WC: 240
The two wolves walked toward Anathema. Axelle wondered what type of territory this wolfess owned. She didn’t look to be like any other wolf she had met. Naniko seemed different, and after a few moments she knew why. .axelleblur-text {padding:0px 5px;} .axelleblur p {padding:5px 0px; text-indent:15px; margin:5px;} .axelleblur b {color:#2b3a5f; font-family:georgia, serif; font-size:11px; } .axelleblur {width:400px; margin:0 auto; background-color:#1c1817; background-image:url(http://img404.imageshack.us/img404/9245/souls52.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; background-position:fixed; padding:6px 0px 250px 0px; font-family: 'palatino linotype', palatino, serif; font-size:13px; color:#866aaf; word-spacing:.2px; line-height:12px; letter-spacing:.1px; text-align:justify; border:3px double #000000;} </style> [/html] - Naniko D'Angelo - 02-08-2011 [html] Tis fine :]
Word Count → .nani-t98 .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; } .nani-t98 p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .nani-t98 .wordcount {color:#591000; letter-spacing:0px; font-size:11px; font-weight:bold; margin:2px 10px; border-top:1px dotted #591000; text-align:right; padding:0px 5px; text-transform:uppercase;} .nani-t98 b {color:#591000; letter-spacing:0px; font-family:times new roman, times, serif; font-size:14px; } .nani-t98 {background-color:#D6B172; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2011feb/nanipill.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#1B0500; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:160px 0px 10px 0px; } .nani-t98-border {width:454px; border:1px solid #FFFFFF; margin:0 auto;} </style>[/html] - Axelle Napier - 02-09-2011 [html] Oooh, we should have another thread where Naniko shows Axelle around… I’m PM you the idea WC: 280 Was it Inferni? No, it was a raging psycho, lunatic. Axelle’s brow crumpled in disgust as she thought about her attacker at the time. The crazy part, though, was that they had begun to form a bond of a kind of sick, sinister friendship. She had gotten her revenge on him without him even knowing, and she thought that was the best way. He thought he had her, and she didn’t do anything about it, but really she did. But only she knew about that part. No hard feelings. No, it wasn’t Inferni. It was somebody. As she spoke of somebody, she realized there were two somebodies. Kemo was the first, which she was becoming friendly with, and Harlowe was the second who she was not friendly with, and in fact never seen again since that day. She had less hate for him, however, because he didn’t rape her. He tried, but it didn’t work out for him in the way he planned it to. Naniko bandaged her up the best she could, and Axelle felt as if she were in good hands. She finally felt safe in a way that she never felt safe before. It was almost warming to the touch. Her wounds felt gradually better when Naniko sanitized them and bandaged them. A sudden urge to sleep came over her, but she fought the urge to yawn in front of the female. Yes, a lot actually. Thank you. Axelle gathered herself, and stood from her spot. Finally, somewhere safe to stay and sleep with both eyes closed. She limped a few steps forward feeling rather together now that she was bandaged up. Ready when you are, dear. .axelle-t98 .ooc {font-style:italic; font-size:11px; } .axelle-t98 p {padding:5px 15px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .axelle-t98 b {color:#1C1712; letter-spacing:0px; font-family:times new roman, times, serif; font-size:14px; } .axelle-t98 {background-color:#D7C0AD; background-image:url(http://sleepyglow.net/souls/gifts/2011f ... etable.png); background-position:bottom center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:2px solid #000000; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#53483E; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; padding:10px 0px 230px 0px; margin:0px auto; } </style>[/html] |