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She couldn't take it any longer, there was no more time for thought. She needed to get out there and have some fun and she knew the perfect way of doing that. Sidra packed some few important items into her pack. They included her dagger, her booze, and some other important articles of clothing. It was always useful to get a man drunk before you stole his belongings and left him with nothing but the cloths on his back and if those were valuable enough, nothing at all. For now, she was wearing the most seductive thing she had, nothing. In the nude, she was the most appealing and the most desirable among canines and she knew how to flaunt it perfectly, completely confident in the way she moved. Even if she was taught how to be this way, it was a useful skill she could use to get what she wanted. Today, she had her eyes open for that one victim that would fall prey to her girlish charms.


Sidra walked on foot, leaving Soloman at the camp with Kativa. She was most seductive without a powerful horse by her side and lot less intimidating. There were always those shy easy canines that could be taken advantage of easily and a horse didn't help add to your image. Her strut was subtle but sexy, ears back and tail low in a submissive stance. Eyes were gentle and body fragile, the perfect target for any man. Right now, the hybrid was a vulnerable young woman in search of nothing but a kind face to talk to, all the while knowing exactly what she was doing.


The black and gold woman walked down a blatant path, a path that was distinguishable and a lot of people would walk down if they didn't know where they were going. Perfect. Maybe today she would try a different approach...a more, fragile approach. When she got to a perfect spot, she came sit by a tree with her legs folded to one side and her paws on the ground as if she was in distress. The skilled actress forced her eyes to well up with tears, fake ones with no feelings behind them. Plush tail was curled underneath her like a scared pup while her body heaved in her false sobs. Her eyes already becoming puffy adding to the sobs believability. To add further to the act, she thought sad thought of when she was captured to dampen her own mood. Now, all she had to do was wait for the perfect prey to pass by and take the bait. Hand came up every now and then to wipe away a tear as she sniffled, amethyst eyes keeping a watchful eye out for the unknowing sucker.


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Word Count :: 316 OOC: Jiva be optime and he wears nada but the fur on his body lol.

Jiva was out on his own Titania was with her sister needing her alone time to talk and he was not one to listen to girls gush about... well girl things. Titania was safe where she was and he just wanted a walk alone, perhaps this would be the perfect time to find what he needed for New Dawn. He had not found the item yet and he was searching frantically. But what could you give to a pack as a whole? It was a hard question and he was walking a path as he thought of it. That was when he heard the crying. Jiva moved towards the sound alert and alarmed. His ears pulled back as he neared the crying woman before he spoke.

“Excuse me ma’am, is everything alright?”

Jiva asked. The woman was wearing something over her fur. He knew it was clothes but it was revealing enough that he wondered why she wore them in the first place. She was a beautiful wolf and thought she would be just as much so without them. He was worried though. The poor woman was in distress and here he was. He hoped he could help her but wasn’t sure what her problem was but he was hoping to find out. She didn’t look hurt, nor physically violated except for her puffy eyes but he was sure that was because of her crying. He looked around but saw no one. He knelt down with a worried look on his face and reached out to touch the poor woman’s shoulder. His heart went out to her pain... or the pain she seemed to be having. Perhaps someone had hit her, he could clear that one up sure enough if he found that someone, but it would be up to her if she wanted to tell a total stranger what happened.

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Oh, she's not wearing anything. Guess I should have wrote it more clearly. X3 But, if that's what Jiva is into. ;D


It was amazing how long she could hold the fake tears, they continued to flow until a scent wafted to her nose of the male gender. He was going to be her victim for today. At least there would be something good in it for him as well. A sly smile splayed across her face as he approached her and she wiped it away as soon as he got close. Sidra could hear the concern in his voice, she already had him on her hook. The cunning hybrid simply stayed quiet until he came to kneel by her side, his hand came to touch her shoulder. If she wasn't doing this to steal his belongings she would be growling at the stranger right now. But, this was business. Slowly, from her lowered position she rose to meet his gaze. One of his eyes matched her own Amethyst ones. Sniffles continued as a dainty hand came to wipe away a tear. When she noticed he had no belongings on him whatsoever she raised a brow quickly covering any evidence of surprise her face might entail. Damnit...he's got nothing. Now what was she to do?


Might as well go along with it, maybe he would take her back to his home and then she could commence the thievery. "I-...I'm just new to this land." Why not add a little bit of the truth? "These men were after me, I've been running for days but I couldn't run any further." Her eyes welled up with the fake tears again and she rushed forward to cling to the stranger's chest. "They almost got me! I'm so glad to see someone, anyone. Thank you." The sobs continued. She kept an ear to listen for his reply or any tell tale sign that he wasn't buying it. But, chances were he was just like every other lonely shmuck and needed company just as much as her pretend self needed. To add more charm she pulled away quickly and wiped the tears. "I'm sorry to wet your fur. That was silly of me." A small smile cracked on her lips to go with her apology. Things seemed to be going well so far, hopefully they could continue on this track and she would land herself in a jackpot.


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Word Count :: 322 OOC: oohh I forgot she was out to steal something haha.... well he could have something hidden on his person somewhere. He did get his cousin a bone bracelet haha, not sure where he would hide it with no pockets and sorry! just sounded like she had a dress of sorts on XDD

Jiva did what he did best. He was a gentleman and he would try to help anyone man, woman or pup. She was in enough distress that he did stop to help out even in comfort. At her words though is ears perked up and he looked around. He was no fighter and if more than one man was after her... well... He sighed. SHe put him in a very hard place. He was visiting so even if he could bring her back to safety it wasn’t up to him to allow her inot the pack he was staying in.

“That is a very terrible thing... do you belong to any packs?”

That was obvious... she smelled of no packs, though she could have lived in one rather recently. The best he could do was help her find her way home, or even to a safe place. He couldn’t tell that she was faking it. It was hard for the young man to know of such deadly deeds. He had just seen his father beaten and battered but the person who did it didn’t waste any time so he thought nothing of what this woman could do. She did look rather frail and he was at odds when she said there were men chasing her. He made a soft noise of amusement as she smiled apologizing to him.

“It is nothing. I don’t think a few tears will hurt me.”

The young man admitted. It surely was nothing when it came to the safety of a woman even an emotional one. His thoughts went to Palaydrian and how she would react to all this. He wasn’t flirting with her in any way but concerned so he was sure she wouldn’t mind him helping this woman out. Perhaps if things were not in her favor he could offer her a home in New Dawn.

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No worries. She'll still try and get into his pants. X3 Crappeh post, sorry Tongue


The man displayed genuine concern whens he mentioned she was being followed. Her eyes followed his as he looked around, mimicking the general concern as if they could still be around somewhere. Her eyes locked to his when he spoke and she slowly shook her head from side to side with a solemn look glued to her face. It is terrible, and I don't. Too be honest, I haven't been in this land long. Everything is new and I got overwhelmed by it all, that's when I stopped and realized how tired I was. Damn she was a good liar. Though, often times she wasn't very proud of it. It was the traffickers who had taught her to be this way after all and it really wasn't something to be proud of. Even so, it helped her in many situations and got her out of a lot of messes and for that she was thankful.


A small chuckle escaped her when he said the tears weren't a problem, of course she didn't care. Good, I'm glad. You're the first friendly face I've seen in weeks. I'm overjoyed you found me and not them. Sidra had to think on her feet. Obviously he was traveling somewhere, he smelt of many others but he had no items on him whatsoever. Maybe he was simply visiting somewhere and didn't have a pack...but that probably wasn't the case. She'd have to be clever and find out some information on him before she decided what she was going to do with him. Sidra sniffled and wiped away a few more tears, it was enough with the waterworks. She just needed them to draw his attention. Are you from a pack? Any more and she would be asking too much. If he was from a pack, maybe she could persuade him to stay with her tonight. Most likely she could pull it off. Surely he wouldn't leave a distressed and exhausted woman in the forest by herself.


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Word Count :: 203 OOC: lol well mine is crappier Sad It will be better come next one Big Grin

Jiva’s frown grew, he couldn’t leave her out here alone he knew that. Not with men chasing her, but he also needed to get back to his cousin because soon she would start to worry about him. He was indecisive. She was in danger and Titania was safe within the borders of Casa di... whatever it was. Why didn’t people use english anymore? He grunted not sure of how to take this situation on.

“Yes, I’m from up north, pretty far away in a pack called New Dawn. I am here with my cousin who is visiting her sister in the pack Casa... umm something or another. I am sure they can protect you if you wish. I can escort you there and get permission to let you in perhaps?”

He asked. This situation was getting a bit sticky for him. There was no way he could let a crying woman who was being chased by men he didn’t think he could take on and he had a feeling it wouldn’t get any better. He should have stayed in the borders of the pack, though he wouldn’t regret helping a poor woman no matter how complicated it got.

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out of character here


Sidra definitely had this one right where she wanted him. The concern on his face was growing by the moment and she was sure he wouldn't leave her unless she told him too. If not for the act, she'd be smirking like a sly fox. But, she held herself together as the distressed and completely fragile young woman she was acting out. The man mentioned a pack called New Dawn whom she'd never heard of, nor really cared. But then he mentioned Casa. That was a huge red light for her. If he escorted her there then all of her hopes for joining would be demolished. They couldn't know what type of person she was outside those borders...well, anymore than they already did. The incidents with Hadley and Adelle had left them on edge. In the end Ismeme had graciously invited her to join the pack and she was eventually going to accept that offer. No way in hell she was going to ruin it now.


The alert was evident on her expression, ears pulling back in shame for her actions. Though she quickly covered herself with a sigh and a frown. I don't think that would be the best idea. I'm sure those men would go straight to the borders and ask for me. She turned away and faked a gasp. If they found me, they would use any lie in the book to get Casa to turn me over to them. They're smart, vile men. I have to stay in the forest. Perfect. With watering eyes, she turned to look at the man once again hoping he would buy it. Please, please stay with me tonight and I promise that in the morning you can leave and never see me again. I just need to be able to rest without worry of them catching me. If you're here, it would make a world of difference. This was the moment of truth. If he accepted then she would do her best to make the best of this evening. Who knows, if she could get him drunk maybe he had some important information about something or another. At this point, she was too late into it to pull out so she would put her all into it. I will even make us a fire and catch us some dinner. Anything so I don't get caught.


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Word Count :: 387 OOC: She put him in a rock and a hard place hahaha

She spoke and he listened, but he frowned a little, perhaps she was taking this too far, thinking too much? If she told them about these wolves, said they were bad, even told them this, surely they wouldn’t be so heartless as to give her up would they? Then she spoke of him keeping her company that night and his mind thought straight to Titania, not Drin, though he was not thinking of anything in a way that would make him think of his mate, he was there to protect her, how could he do that with this woman wanting help too. He bit his lip and the red light went up when he heard her say fire. Did she really want to lead her pursuers right to her? A fire would definitely do it.

“My duty is to my alpha... and I trust you may not want a fire, you would be inviting the men to come get you. You have put me in a very difficult place ma’am... I truly wish I could help you. I just... I don’t see how I can do that and still be loyal to my pack.”

He said, calmly. Yes his duty was to his alpha, his pack. He was very loyal even though there was this poor defenseless woman. Yet the mention of fire and a cooked meal made him wary. He wouldn’t mind a meal, but even she wouldn’t want to leave his side if she were so afraid... unless she meant the both of them to catch a meal yet it sounded like she was offering it herself. It made him uneasy.

“If you come back with me I’ll make sure, anyone who asks for you won’t take you. Titania will make sure that you are safe. You can even join our pack, it is further north... much further, but it is a safe haven and we are protective of our kin.”

He pursued the topic a little more strongly now. This was his only solution. Because if he didn’t do this and stayed with this woman he would be smacking the face of the alpha and his cousin, if he left he would worry for the woman all day long. That was his whole dilemma.

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Well she certainly failed. XD Let's see Jiva struggle!


Sidra noticed the frown that wrinkled the man's nose as she told him her plan. Obviously he didn't like the sound of it and that wasn't good for her. This whole thing was turning out to be a disaster. Why was she even pursuing him anymore? He didn't appear to have a single thing on him which meant he was pretty much useless in her eyes. Sidra turned away and sighed, hiding the frustration that was building up inside of her. He was right though, a fire was a bad idea and it would surely lead these 'men' straight for her. Sidra turned back to the man when he spoke, her eyes pleading for him to agree with her. How does staying here with me make your loyalty any less? You would be helping me a great deal. Yes, a fire is a bad idea. We don't need one. This was going nowhere fast and she was feeling as though she might as well abort her mission.


Now, he was persuading her to come back with him. No, no, no. That was not going to happen. If she went back there, nothing would be accomplished except for her fufillment of this act she was putting on for him. Slowly she shook her head. There was nothing she could do. Casa was the pack she wished to join, maybe doing this was a bad idea if she ever planned on doing so. Sidra really didn't see the harm in him staying with her tonight. But, Sidra didn't know what it meant to be in a pack. The last time she had a family, was when she lived in Alaska and at that time she was very young, almost too young to remember. Eyes narrowed a slight bit, maybe he needed some persuasion of his own.


A slender arm rose to rest on his chest as she looked him in the eye, scooting a bit closer to the stranger. I would love to come back with you, believe me I would. But it appears my situation is much, much more complicated than you think. I am safer out here, trust me. The other hand came to rest on his chest as well, her body moving closer still. At this point, she really didn't see why she was doing this anymore. I guess, for the fun of it. Sidra moved in placing her cheek against his and whispered in the man's ear. Please stay with me and I will make your time worth while. Of course now he would probably see her true intentions, but it really didn't matter anymore. He had nothing to offer her except himself. She knew exactly what she was doing in this department, being raised to do this very thing. Capture a man's heart in an instant.

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Word Count :: 289 OOC: Let me know if this is acceptable and junk lol, <3

“I’m only in this area because I have been keeping an eye out for my alpha. If it weren’t for her I wouldn’t be here. If I leave her too long, well I’m not being loyal to her. If you get what I mean.”

He said, trying to to talk down to her, but there was something strange going on here and now he was starting to get a smell of it, though just what he didn’t know. He felt her hand, foreign and unwelcome on his body. Only one person was allowed to do that and his ears folded back, a warning sign that she might be happier to keep her distance and give him her personal space because the second the woman came closer an inside battle raged within Jiva. His mind first went to Palaydrian, and then the thoughts of lust went through his mind, but he blocked those thoughts out even as the woman spoke. His eyes looked at her coldly, the bi colored orbs could see her intentions now just as she predicted, but unlike most men if he could resist his own mates heat scent... he too could resist the lust of this woman.

“There is only one who can make anything worth while ma’am. I hope you get that straight.”

He backed up so that she was not so close to him. Now he wasn’t so sure she was being chased... and the thoughts of sexual predator came to mind.

“There is no one after you is there?”

He wasn’t going to move, not without an answer, he was not angry, not livid, but truly upset with the whole situation.

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out of character here


Sidra still didn't understand what it meant to be loyal to anyone. Loyalty was something she grew up fighting against, it wasn't something she respected. She frowned slightly. This man was so uptight and righteous, it was quit annoying. The young woman had never had so much trouble getting a man to agree with her. She knew she was stunning, beautiful, persuading, even if she normally didn't feel like it. When she was acting, like she was now, she felt powerful and him knocking down every offer she through at him was angering her.


The spotted hybrid noted his discomfort when she placed her hands on him, though she didn't move. Instead, they started to travel down his front. A sensual smile took over as she tried with all her might to seduce the young man. His eyes stared coldly back at her but she refused to believe he didn't want her, who wouldn't want her? She huffed in discontent as he back away and her head flopped the side, ears moving with the motion. Meanwhile, her tail twitched anxiously hoping he would change his mind and come with her tonight. At this point she didn't care about jewels and valuable possessions, now it was about power. If he didn't come back with her tonight, that would mean she lost and was unworthy. Oh, but I'm not so sure about that. I can prove to you that there are other things worth your while. We can explore and find them out. She smiled, trying to be perky. His next words made her heart drop and the pit of her stomach not up, he'd found her out. Damnit again...


It was obvious that he was upset with her now that she'd pushed the matter, but she had to think of something. Wait, she was being chased. She'd escaped the traffickers and had come here. The story she'd told him wasn't all a lie, she just needed to play it off as the truth. There is. You have to believe me. They're men who see woman as possessions and nothing more. Her eyes flicked down to her own naked body, the scars that littered her proof of her past. She returned to his cold gaze. I have been one of their possessions, but I finally escaped. I'm free now, but I don't know how long I'll be free if I'm out here alone. The forest is the last place they'll check for me, it's expansive and they'll never find me there. Her eyes were welling up with tears again, this time they were real. Though, she was still acting in a sense. Yes, the traffickers were trying to find her but they hadn't even found the first clue to where she was. Her, Kativa, and Xander had traveled all over the U.S. before coming here. It would take them a long while to catch up. But, the thought of those vile men brought tears to her eyes. The memories of her mother and all the things she was forced to do brought out a panicked side of Sidra.


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Word Count :: 361 OOC: Perhaps one more from each and end? :3

The woman was persistent Jiva could give her that, but he was loyal. He knew that he wanted only one woman no matter how angry at him she was. She said he didn’t know but Jiva did, she was enticing yes, he would have considered it if he had not been taken to by Drin’s touch and just the kind of touch this woman was giving Jiva felt like fire as though it was burning his skin. It was as though her hands were a fire to him, though enticing he knew that bad things would happen if he touched.

“You don’t seem to understand. I have a mate. I don’t need anyone else.”

He said trying to stay calm and letting the woman understand he was in no way interested in other motives she may have, but it seemed she kept up with the men chasing her and he frowned, shaking his head.

“You are being chased yet you will not take ones promise you will be safe inside a pack who doesn’t let anyone they don’t want in the pack. You must think me really stupid or you are not all up in there.”

It hurt him to say this because he was usually very nice, but when he felt he was being played for a fool. He took another breath hoping he can redeem her in someway and spoke again.

“I’ll ask you again, would you like sanctuary with me and my alpha in the pack that is very near until we leave? If you say no I will turn and not look back.”

He said it to let her know he believed very little of what she said right now with the act she had already given him and showing him the intimacy of a woman in love, well it wasn’t hard to deduce for him. He was no simpleton, he learned much from his father especially advances of a female. And that a wolf being chased wouldn’t think about that, at least not until they truly felt safe. That was where she went wrong.

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Sounds good. Sidra dun' goofed. X3


Even now that she wasn't faking it, the man wouldn't believe her. She knew it was probably because he was smarter than this, or she'd messed up in some way. Probably the fact that she'd refused to go back with him made him suspicious. Either way, she was getting more frustrated by the moment. Sidra knew this was not going to work out the way she'd planned. The way she'd accomplished it so many times before now. The only problem was, she didn't want to believe it. Her pride was again coming between her and reality, fogging her mind. There was no way he would say no to her!


He explained that he had a mate and that only angered her more. Who cared about his stupid personal life? She sure didn't and didn't want to hear about it, she didn't want to hear about how she'd lost this battle. The rejection was setting in and driving her insane. Nobody rejected Sidra, not even when she was in the trafficking business. In fact, she'd been quit the hit. The thought drove her to further hysteria, the tears flowing freely down her cheeks. Why would she ever compare it to that time? She wasn't their possession, not anymore. Sidra was trying to keep her cool, she was, but there was a very fragile wall holding her back from going off on the stranger. Who was he to judge her in such away. When he started up again she cracked, her hands clenching into fists, the act over.


He called her mental. That was the final straw. After he finished she stood and looked down at him, the fiery anger evident in her gaze. Maybe you're just a heartless man who doesn't see that a woman needs your help. You're just as bad as them! You don't know these men like I do. You don't know how ruthless they can be. A pack isn't going to save me from them. By now, she was telling the truth about how she felt. They were ruthless and would stop at nothing to have her back. The man stayed calm as he spoke, though she could tell he was very upset. Stubbornly, she stood firm in what she was saying. I would like no sanctuary where people like you live. Leave, I'll be fine on my own. Sidra was fuming by now, hopefully he would get up and leave like he said or she'd go off on him.

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Word Count :: 208 OOC: Exit Jiva! archive after you read maybe? :3

Her words stung him, though that was all they did for if she truly wanted to hide from them, why not? He thought it was the most sensible plan for someone being chased, though he never had the experience of BEING chased before. Jiva shook his head as he took a step away.

“Then I must apologize, if you think you are better off without a pack then you do not need even my assistance. Good day ma’am”

He said, he felt horrible for saying this and his heart twinged in pain telling him to turn back start a fire and just watch over her for the night then go back, but he could tell she was playing some kind of game. He wasn’t up for that and knew it was best to just turn and walk away. And that ws what he did. He turned with a sad, disappointed look on his face and hoped very much that she was lying to him and that she would survive the few days in the harsh lands of these lands, as he knew wolves preyed on other wolves, like his father. He walked back towards his alpha and the life he should concentrate on.

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