[M] morning after.
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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.



Morning after, durr...still in bed, cuddling. PP'd the 'coon a lot. o.o hope thats ok. if not i can rewrite this. xD / +3


There was a soft sound coming from somewhere in the cave room, a scratching noise, like someone was scratching at the stone or crawling across the floor. Tawny tightened her arms around the angel that was still molded to her body, holding onto him, not wanting to wake up. When the scratching continued, her eyes snapped open and she turned her head, teeth bared and a low growl rumbling in her chest. The little female was not in the mood to be disturbed. She was recovering from injuries and was in full out protection mode. For some reason she felt that is was absolutely necessary to keep the white male safe and sound. Anyone who wanted to mess with him would have to go through her if she was around at the time. Not that it would be hard, she didn’t know how to fight and her size was a problem, but she’d sure as hell defend him as best as possible.

A few candles had been lit around the room, allowing her already adept eyes to take in more of the round room. The scratching sound was coming from a…raccoon? The little fluffy thing was in the corner, perched on what looked to be a branch and scraping at the wall with her little front paws. Tawny glared at the little creature for a few minutes, trying to see if it would feel her pissed off gaze and be cowed enough to stop. Apparently not. The female gave a sharp little yip and grinned when the ‘coon jumped and turned to look at her for a few moments before skittering down from her perch and running closer to the bed. The dark brown female had to restrain herself from reaching out and snapping at the little thing, as her tummy was growling and she was thoroughly annoyed. It was obviously a pet, though, so she had no right to do anything to it.

The raccoon chattered at her a little bit and then crawled up onto the bed slowly, sniffing around at their curled up bodies. Tawny kept up the low rumbling growl and laid her head back down against Angel’s, nuzzling her nose against his fur and closing her eyes again. She didn’t want to move or deal with anything and after accessing that the raccoon wasn’t a threat, she decided to ignore the overgrown rat. Perhaps she’d be able to get some more sleep.

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Tammi edit: edited in the mature warning table since I saw this topic was marked mature. Smile
Cait edit: XD lmao. i totally forgot. thank you tammi. <3
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WC:000+
PP with Carissa is perfectly fine. :3 I debated on making use of the M, but decided that it'd be a bit too stupid. Teo knows it Tawny by the end of the post. xD


Come morning, Matteo had settled into that casual guy sleep, still curled up to Tawny (though whether or not he remembered it was her and not Alaki was yet to be decided) but now completely relaxed and not having moved a muscle since nodding off again. Heck, every so often the albino had even snored softly, though come morning he was silent.

Until Carissa started making noise. Then Tawny. Teo scrunched up his face, not ready to wake up yet. There was a rumbling sound, like a growl, right next to his ears, but the only 'threat' in the room was Carissa, the scratching and chittering of his pet a tell-tale sign of this.

Teo groaned softly and curled tighter into the growling girl. He grumbled something tiredly, words that came out jumbled except for 'carissa' at the end. ...stop growlin' and sleep.

Oh, but poor Teo. Carissa had come over to the bed for more than just investigation reasons. She saw that her daddy had slept in and had every intention of waking him up. After all, Camilla had already left for the day, meaning Teo had to be the one to take poor Carissa outside for fresh air.

She came up right beside Teo's tail, which poked out from under the blankets. Glancing back at his somewhat sound body and the growling girl beside him, she chittered again, as if to backtalk, before...

Ah! Teo sat up like a shot, pulling his tail away from Carissa's teeth and craddling it to his chest. Carissa, you bugger, that hurt. The Raccoon just seemed to 'grin' up at him, her task complete. He glared back, ears pinned but anger not really there. Alright, I'm up.

Up was a delicate word. As soon as the raccoon turned and left the room, Teo flopped back down and groaned. ...I never get to sleep in thanks to her... He complained, an arm over his face, the other behind his head. Stupid pets.


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awkward post. -__- / +3


Opting to ignore the stupid raccoon, Tawny snuggled closer to the male and held onto him tightly, not wanting to let go (as mentioned in the other post). She hid her face against his fur and closed her eyes, relaxing once again even though the growl didn’t cease to rumble in her chest. His soft, half asleep reprimand reminded her of the noise coming from her body and she quickly stopped, becoming totally silent once more. The ‘coon wasn’t so obedient or respectful however, and a few moments later her angel yelped and shot up from their snuggling position, glaring at the rodent.

His sudden movements and loud noises were frightening and Tawny jumped away from him, sliding off the bed and landing on the ground a few inches below the skin padding. Her arms were wrapped around her head; body curled up tightly as she shook and whimpered, peeking through at the white man. She was pretty sure that he wouldn’t do anything to purposefully hurt her like her parents and those other men had done, but it was an immediate reaction now. Her chest was moving up and down rapidly as her breathing sped up with the initial panic.

When she was fully sure that there would be no getting in trouble, she crawled back up onto the bed and curled up near his legs, resting her muzzle on his hip. I’m sorry…sh-should have s-stop-ped it. D-don’t be mmm-mad at me… Her voice was small and nervous, shaking as she pleaded with him to not be cross with her for not keeping the raccoon away. For some reason she felt that he was an authoritative figure above her, and he was, being that he was a part of this pack and she wasn’t, he automatically had reign over her.

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Lol Teo's afraid of morning wood. XD


He hadn't even noticed poor Tawny falling off the bed. When he remembered she'd been there in the first place, he glanced around, wondering stupidly where she'd gone. His answer came when Tawny came crawling back onto the bed and he felt a pang of guilt. Had he caused her to fall off? She came up as he propped himself up onto his elbows, resting her head on his hip and pleading for forgiveness... for what? Carissa?

Teo smiled and even laughed softly. Not your fault, Tawny. He rested a hand on her head gently, running a gentle thumb over her ear. Carissa's nothing to worry about. She just likes to get me up early, is all. That's what annoying pets do.

He looked around again, humming softly. I wonder what time it is...? She normally doesn't do that until noon... He shifted slightly, not overly sure if he were comfortable with Tawn's head so close to... well... At least he hadn't woken up twice that morning, otherwise things would've been far more awkward than they already were. Hey, you hungry, Tawn? He smiled at her, hiding his thoughts skillfully and praying they didn't effect him any. So far, so good. J-just... don't move any lower, Tawny dear. Please don't.


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WC:560+ - Moody Key be moody... Teo
better get explaining quickly xD

Dried blood fell away from his stained fur, the smell soaked deeply all over him. “Fucking useless coyote, couldn't die cleanly” he swore out loud, his hand rubbing roughly along his arm in an attempt to dislodge some of the dried blood. Fur ran through one of the many small cuts across his palm and he let out a string of curses, shaking his hand this way and that with irritation. Although he looked like something a cat had thrown back up, he had received few injuries accept for some small scrapes, scratches and the odd puncture wound, the blood that coated him from head to toe belonged to the dead coyote, the foolish creature was dumb enough to cross Anathema borders and assault a female before his eyes, the loner male had not died pleasantly nor quickly. Images of the others torture spread through his mind, slowly filling him with a sick bliss, the knowledge that he had removed a sick bastard from the world by being an even more twisted one bothered him little, he simply revealed in the fact of how easy the other had been to kill. So little resistance it had put up, so much the male had bled and begged, but no matter how the loner pleaded, the Elgios had shown him no mercy or pity.


Finding a secure tree, he spent the night outside to cool himself down before he returned to the frightened girl and his own family; he wasn't entirely sure how much Teo knew about his love of killing and general instability when he fights and so he stayed away to protect them from himself, he would rather Teo know little about the darker parts of his mind if and when possible. As night fell and morning was due to arrive he began the trek home, not bothering to wash his blades nor himself, simply to return home as quick as possible and make sure everything was okay. Part of him thought it would be best to stay away longer, until his mind was completely at peace and the adrenaline long gone out of his system, but the yearning for his mate had to be sated and he had to see the white one as soon as possible.


Entering into the caves familiar darkness swallowed him, paws padding silently down familiar trails, his destination was his home. One of the few changes from his old dwelling to the family place was the door; an inconvenient contraption the made him stop outside and faff around instead of just walking in. Pushing the wooden plank open he entered the main chamber to find the place empty, the sound of voices coming from his and Teo's quarters. Heading in that direction he opened yet another door and stood in the doorway, slumped against the door's frame, his eyebrows instantly shooting up in disapproval, arms crossed and a small show of teeth; possessive as he was, he did not appreciate the female being so close to what was his. “Good to know you were having fun without me” he said, his voice withholding any emotion, a tendency off his that he did when annoyed. Beyaz shuffled slightly upon his shoulder, before jumping off and heading towards his pen; having detected his masters mood he didn't want to get caught up in what may come.

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umm...yeah. blargh. / +3


Tawny was still taking comfort in Teo when she heard the wooden plank being pushed open and then the irritable voice. Without even understanding what the male was saying, she whipped around and crouched in front of her angel. The growling from before started back up when she took in Alaki’s dark coloring, images of the dark man that had hurt her flashing through her mind. She knew it was him, yet the fear and hate would not stop. The girl forced herself to sit there, growling and glaring, refusing to show the fear that was bubbling up inside of her body. Tears pooled in her eyes despite her efforts to stem them, and a few began rolling down her face, turning her dark brown fur even darker.

Her head tilted back and she looked at Matteo nervously, not sure what to do. This was his friend; surely the dark one wouldn’t hurt her white angel? Shaking, she girl began crawling on her hands and knees, ears pinned down against her skull and her tail tucked tightly between her legs. The nightmares and fear would just be welcome, she guessed, as it looked like Teo and the dark one needed some time to talk on their own. I go, Angel… Her dark blue eyes flicked to the side to take in the dark male, flinching under his annoyed gaze. S-sorry… She dropped her head and started crawling faster, leaving a trail of blood droplets from the loose bandage on her stomach.

Once back in her own little cave room, the girl climbed up onto the make-shift bed and buried her face into the warm skins that doubled as blankets. The tears burst forth and she had to force herself to be quiet, not wanting to disturb the males anymore than she’d already done.

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WC:000+ - Teo doesn't handle blame very well. ._.


Teo jerked into full alertness when Alaki walked in. Almost instantly he realized his mate's anger. To make matters worse, Tawny started growling, instantly defensive at the sudden intrusion. He stifled a growl himself, not at all comfortable with the sudden and unwelcome tension in the air. He sat up fully, lap empty and feeling a touch colder now. Any worries about his previous dilema were out the window, replaced with a cold fear of his mate's anger.

Tawny excused herself and he reached for her a moment, before gaining control again and bringing his arm to his chest, looking rather torn between comforting his unstable friend and reassuring his protective mate.

He looked over to Alaki in a final decision and sighed, suddenly looking very irrate. You're the one who brought her home, Alaki. We weren't doing anything. Then, as an after thought, he decided that wasn't the best way to explain it.

So he stood up and brushed himself off, his hair tangling over his shoulders and his fur ruffled with sleep. You know my issues with sleeping alone, Alaki. She heard my... He cringed in shame at the admission. ...she heard me screaming and came to help. We fell asleep before she could go back to bed and honestly, Uh, oh.

Teo's tone turned angry, his temper getting the better of him as he eyed the blood on his mate's pelt; none of it his. And honestly, if you hadn't been off on some stupid killing spree and had come home last night at all, I wouldn't have had a terror and she would've been able to sleep in the spare room just fine. Not entirely true but as far as he knew, it was. So don't you dare try and turn me into the bad guy here, Alaki!

His voice had risen to the point of a snarl and he'd come forward to poke a claw at his mate's chest, not to hurt him but to put an edge to his argument. He didn't care that his mate was two ranks higher or that the tall wolf could snap him in half easily. He'd seen that glare before, possesive and angry, just like Giuseppe. He wasn't about to take that shit from the man he'd married. Hell no. No happening.

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