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- Ryan Thames - 11-18-2011 [html]
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"She's just another loose cannon" [/html]
Ryan felt the cold air bite at her skin under her thick white pelt. The blood mingled into it made for a site as it slipped down her front leg to her young paws. Her left ear was missing, blood pouring out of the gaping wound like a broken faucet. A nasty smirk broke her face as she figured the irony of her situation. Of course the ear that would be ripped off her head would be the normal white ear and not the red splash right one. If there was such a thing as a fate god they were laughing in grim humor down at her right now. Instead of her deformed ear being ripped off, the normal one was now somewhere in the dirt. Ryan barked out a small laugh at her unpleasant situation. The white she wolf had entered unknown territory about half an hour ago and wandered what kept them from investigating the smell of blood. Then again maybe they were to ignorant to even know she was here. That gave her something more to grin about. Of course if Carmine had gotten away she wouldn't have to worry about the pack in this area. That made the young wolf curse outwardly. If that bastard black wolf followed her he would surely rip her other ear off and then leave more marks for her to remember it by. The thought of the pain made a shiver meander down her down her spine. Anticipation for the fight made her feel that way. That fucked up asshole had thought she would stick around when the other wolves came to kill him? He had some major delusions since she had no intention of saving him when her freedom had show itself. Coming to a stop her yellow orbs scanned the terra for the first time since she had breached the border. In the distance buildings stood, but it was far enough away that the details were obscure. It would only be a matter of time before they came to try and kill her or mock the deformity splashed across her face. Either way she didn't really give a shit.
Leaning back on her haunches defiantly Ryan waited for that unknown fate god to make his move. I can't believe I'm doing this shit." She swore to herself. It was appalling to think this was what she was reduced to after a bad play of events. Go figure she had her as at the wolves doors. An characteristic sneer settled onto Ryan's face. - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 11-19-2011 [html] OOC Oh hai dar! / +300
Lazing around today had been a good idea. Days of taking care of Yiska’s wounds and started to hunt smaller game had left the leader quite tiered. Sitting under a tree, out in the middle of the forest, the Knight leaned against the hard bark in a sleepy daze. Maybe he should have been doing a boarder patrol, or hunting, or checking up on members, or cleaning the Courthouse but for just one afternoon he wanted to have a moment for himself. If anyone needed him the wolf was only a short distance from the fort, but he doubted most of his members would be willing to track his scent past the gates. .Jazzy-008 b {font-weight:bold; color:#446374; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #597a8c; } .Jazzy-008 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .Jazzy-008 {margin:0 auto; width:440px; background-color:#0b222e; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2edsf1h.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 335px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3d4d56; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .Jazzy-008 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .Jazzy-008 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ryan Thames - 11-19-2011 [html] http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa22 ... arts-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;">
"She's just another loose cannon" [/html]
Granted she owed a lot to Carmine that black bastard had showed her many things to use. Of course the wolf had refused to show her how to use her forms. There was a nagging inside her that said she should only touch the flame herself and find out, but each time she tried she ended up worn out and frustrated. Carmine would probably coming looking for his pet, but she really wasn't concerned with him right now. Yellow and gray orbs caught the flash of black approaching her and Ryan felt a smirk tilt her face. Only ironic that the first wolf to approach her on this land looked so much like the one she had just escaped from. The smell of her own blood was strong in the air and almost impossible to catch the scent of the other wolf. Ryan didn't miss the fact he was in second form, or whatever it was really called since Carmine refused to indulge her in that knowledge: The bastard. When he reached her his chest puffed out and tail rose to the heavens. Ryan couldn't help but bark out a laugh. His words only added to her present humor. " Relax Cujo, do you think little ole me is going to bring down the whole world? She shifted her weight looking around with a dramatic look of surprise. "Oh is that where I am? Oops I hadn't realized." The sarcasm dripped from the statement. Of course she'd known she was in a wolf packs territory the smell was strong enough to drop animals the size of mountains.
Her humor was cut short when he mentioned her ear. Fangs bared and eyes became crazed. She stood on all fours paws letting her relaxed position fade. "My ear is fucking fine." Of course the blonde wolf thought he was referring to the red one, it wouldn't be a first time for someone to insist on "removing it". The other missing appendage was completely forgotten to her, even the blood slipping down her front paw into the welcoming dirt. Pulling on some unknown force Ryan slid her lips over her fangs and resumed sitting, but her body was still tense. "I'm looking for a pack." It was simple and terse, if the black ass wanted more from her he would have to press much father. - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 11-20-2011 [html] OOC: / +300
The loner's words did nothing but annoy the large coal leader. Who did she think she was, coming into his land and mouthing of to him in such a way? Remaining silent he waited patiently, her ear was clearly torn shortly before her ‘visit’ and although she seemed to be lacking in manners he still would offer her help in a heartbeat. Finally her words spat at him, her ear was fine. Although Jazper was generally a patient man, at least when it come to other canines, and he often gave them the benefit of the doubt, there was no room in his mind for being challenged anymore. He had taken to much crap in his life to allow anyone, even a female, the chance to challenge him on his own lands. .Jazzy-008 b {font-weight:bold; color:#446374; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #597a8c; } .Jazzy-008 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .Jazzy-008 {margin:0 auto; width:440px; background-color:#0b222e; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2edsf1h.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 335px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3d4d56; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .Jazzy-008 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .Jazzy-008 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ryan Thames - 11-20-2011 [html] http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa22 ... arts-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;">
"She's just another loose cannon" [/html]
Wincing the she wolf felt her yellow and gray eye stare hard at the alpha. He wouldn't get much out of her, she only had so much in her to give. Had he really wish to care for her damage? Or was this some cruel joke? A nasty grin pulled across her maw before she responded. You expect me to believe you give a damn? There had to be self gain for him, what she wasn't sure yet. "My injuries are none of your concern. She said this with a suspicious edge to her voice and a sneer to her young body. Ryan wasn't sure how she would deal with her ear, but she would never show weakness by letting someone care to it. The large black male spoke again and she pondered what he said. Respect? That was something she had never needed to call upon. What good it do her? "I respected you by not pissing on your border and eating your game. That is respect in my dictionary." Her voice had lost some of the snarl to it and fell into the husky tone it naturally was. Although her voice had relaxed her body was a taunt and ready for a fight as ever. Ryan was young but she hadn't lived this long without a lot of intelligence on her side. The mention of being useful made her growl slightly. Carmine hadn't been to helpful in that category and she really hadn't helped herself much. The choices were limited for her, and she was in a situation were limited was not an option. Although lean and tall she had yet to reach her full height, she was long legged in an eye catching way. This was to her advantage. "I kill. That is what I know how to do. Other than that I'm fucking useless." She stated the last half with a bitter snarl directed towards herself and not the black alpha.
Gathering her mind she put the mental blocks back up and narrowed her bright dual eyes at Jazper. He was a strong alpha, but not intimidating. No matter how big he formed himself or how strong he was, intimidating could only be brought out by a being with a natural blood lust. At least this was so for Ryan. She stood now on all four of her large paws and looked out at the territory and let an almost delicate smile appear on her young face. "Ryan Thames" - Jazper Rhiannon-Knight - 11-27-2011 [html] OOC:NOTE this is a pre-plotted refusal / +300
It was quickly made clear that this she-wolf had no manners at all. Even after a warning she continued to snap at the warrior. Frustration flooded over the coal wolf as she deemed that she didn’t believe him. The statement set off sparks in Jazper’s brain; perhaps she really didn’t think she could be cared for. In his soft accent the large halfling calmed his speech, I just wanted to help. It’s not exactly fun to bleed from your head. His words could be taken as an attempt to lighten the situation, though he hoped for her sake she would finally shut up and realize that he actually did want to help her and her disrespect was not helping her cause. .Jazzy-008 b {font-weight:bold; color:#446374; letter-spacing:1px; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #597a8c; } .Jazzy-008 p {text-indent:0px; padding:5px 16px; margin:0px;} .Jazzy-008 {margin:0 auto; width:440px; background-color:#0b222e; background-image:url(http://i51.tinypic.com/2edsf1h.png); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; border:1px solid #0b052c; padding: 335px 0px 7px 0px; font-family: Georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#3d4d56; text-shadow: 0.1em 0.1em 0.2em #; letter-spacing:.6px; word-spacing:.9x; line-height:13.3px; text-align:justify;} .Jazzy-008 p b:before { content: open-quote; } .Jazzy-008 p b:after {content: close-quote; } </style> [/html] - Ryan Thames - 11-27-2011 [html] http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa22 ... arts-1.jpg); background-position: bottom center; background-repeat: no-repeat;">
"She's just another loose cannon" [/html]
OOC: I figured you meant that Jazper knew Svara? If not then I might edit this a little
Jazper seemed like a fair alpha, but hell what did she know she'd never known a pack leader before. Of course she hadn't expected him to accept her either. Ryan knew nothing of pack mentality and was sure she was acting far from what was expected. Not that she gave a rats ass, this method of thinking has kept her alive thus far and she had no intention of changing it.
He seemed to change after she said her name, it made her make a mental note. What about her name could be of any importance? She would have to think about it later because he was stepping forward now violence in his step. Did he think he scared her? If he would not accept her because she did not respect him then she apparently did not fear him. Ryan smiled deviantly and turned her tall youthful body giving him a view of her ass. "As you wish alpha." Ryan emphasized her words with sarcasm. She moved back towards where she had come from mulling over what had just transpired. |