~ Nevermind, I'll Find Someone Like You~

sometimes it lasts in love, but sometimes it hurts instead

POSTED: Mon Mar 06, 2017 9:14 pm

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POSTED: Mon Mar 06, 2017 9:16 pm

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OOC: bleep bloop. WC: 616

Arrogance shone through her every movement, as his eyes of spring and flowers told him. He gave the woman his own smug smile as she looked over him with bright crimson eyes that were like roses blooming in the winter's landscape. The rest of her was like the swamp, dull browns and almost greens that reminded him of dirt and poverty. She was thin and pretty though, which confused the youth as he looked at her exotic beauty. The young woman told him that yes she was the Boss's granddaughter, yes she was of the royal family. While it should have affected him more to be in her presence, he knew her to be of a low rank in Salsola, even for her royal decree and age. He wondered when she had completed her Cueponi and if the rumors were true about her sister - that the other had been sent away because she was a failure.

Coax's shit-eating grin did not disappear as the woman told him that the girl had been sent away to "study" and that she was the only princess that remained. In fact, the beast chuckled lightly, but did not tell the girl why. He'd let her guess a few times though...maybe.

She seemed unhappy to be the only one left in the kingdom and while he didn't blame her, he also didn't particularly understand why she felt such strong anger about it. Why are you so angry about that? Doesn't that mean that you have both your parents to fawn over you now, instead of having just one? he did not cease smiling and he really was asking to be hit by the girl, should she be strong enough to pick a fight with the youth. She might be ultimately taller than him but he didn't think that she could fight. She was too skinny to him to assume that she was a fighter. The girl seemed to try to hold in her anger and he watched it as it left as quick as it came. Till had taught Coax to laugh instead of become angry, but one could argue that he, too had a problem with keeping the anger below the surface. He, too would learn in time. Coax was still young and he still had time. Elphaba was older, he expected her to have a tight grip by now.

Her laughter made his ears shoot up in excitement, as a nub tail also wiggled behind him. She insulted him then, as if he hadn't been to the Blackwoods. His tail stopped and ears pulled back as he showed her a tooth. You must think I do not know the Blackwoods like the back of my hand. I have been there a million times, Princess. Maybe I don't have the luxury to sit all up in my castle and hide form all of Salsola. his words were edged with a spite that formed out of nowhere. He didn't particularly know if she just stayed in the castle all day everyday but it seemed as such, seeing as that he had not seen her before, only heard of her and her sister. I train in the Blackwoods with my uncle....Actually, he is your uncle if I remember correctly. You know him, Dullahan? Yeah I train with him, there, everyday. he told her, snorting lightly as he crossed his arm across his chest again.

He wondered what smart comment she had for him now that he called her out. The brat - but then again, what could he expect from a princess who had riches beyond her wildest imagination?



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<p>Arrogance shone through her every movement, as his eyes of spring and flowers told him. He gave the woman his own smug smile as she looked over him with bright crimson eyes that were like roses blooming in the winter's landscape. The rest of her was like the swamp, dull browns and almost greens that reminded him of dirt and poverty. She was thin and pretty though, which confused the youth as he looked at her exotic beauty. The young woman told him that yes she was the Boss's granddaughter, yes she was of the royal family. While it should have affected him more to be in her presence, he knew her to be of a low rank in Salsola, even for her royal decree and age. He wondered when she had completed her Cueponi and if the rumors were true about her sister - that the other had been sent away because she was a <i>failure</i>.

<p>Coax's shit-eating grin did not disappear as the woman told him that the girl had been sent away to "study" and that she was the only princess that remained. In fact, the beast chuckled lightly, but did not tell the girl why. He'd let her guess a few times though...maybe.</p>

<p> She seemed unhappy to be the only one left in the kingdom and while he didn't blame her, he also didn't particularly understand why she felt such strong anger about it. <b>Why are you so angry about that? Doesn't that mean that you have both your parents to fawn over you now, instead of having just one?</b> he did not cease smiling and he really was asking to be hit by the girl, should she be strong enough to pick a fight with the youth. She might be ultimately taller than him but he didn't think that she could fight. She was too skinny to him to assume that she was a fighter. The girl seemed to try to hold in her anger and he watched it as it left as quick as it came. Till had taught Coax to laugh instead of become angry, but one could argue that he, too had a problem with keeping the anger below the surface. He, too would learn in time. Coax was still young and he still had <i>time</i>. Elphaba was older, he expected her to have a tight grip by now.  </p>

<p> Her laughter made his ears shoot up in excitement, as a nub tail also wiggled behind him. She insulted him then, as if he hadn't been to the Blackwoods. His tail stopped and ears pulled back as he showed her a tooth. <b>You must think I do not know the Blackwoods like the back of my hand. I have been there a million times, <i>Princess</i>. Maybe I don't have the luxury to sit all up in my castle and hide form all of Salsola.</b> his words were edged with a spite that formed out of nowhere. He didn't particularly know if she just stayed in the castle all day everyday but it seemed as such, seeing as that he had not seen her before, only heard of her and her sister. <b>I train in the Blackwoods with my uncle....Actually, he is <i>your</i> uncle if I remember correctly. You know him, Dullahan? Yeah I train with him, there, everyday.</b> he told her, snorting lightly as he crossed his arm across his chest again. </p>

<p> He wondered what smart comment she had for him now that he called her out. The brat - but then again, what could he expect from a princess who had riches beyond her wildest imagination? </p>


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426 Bluh i have to fix this later to be less obnoxious.


find them and bring them to me

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OOC - bloop, it's all his ear height. ;P

I thought you knew

At the statement, Till nodded and chuckled lightly. Since when has your nose ever failed you before? he asked with a half-hearted chuckle. It had been strange that Dullahan hadn't been able to find him as easily as the times in Salsola, but there was obviously something else happening and while Till wanted to know what it was, it was more important to become reacquainted first. Till was uncomfortable wondering what was going on, and that made him slightly anxious. He tried not to think about it though, and smiled and paid attention to his friend's presence instead. He was excited to see Dullahan, regardless of if the male had not been in the best of shapes mentally. Till was willing to work through most anything though. While he did not like work, doing work for a friend was not truly work. If one could even truly call it 'work' to begin with.

Once they both entered the cabin, Till picked a nice soft fur to lounge upon while Dullahan took a rickety chair. Till did not mind, rather, this was his place and he did want to relax after a long day's ride. The next words of the male had not entirely caught him off-guard and they were far from frightening, but Till was also inclined to tell Dullhan that the extra scent within his home was not much of a friend, more like family. He's my nephew on my father's side. You know..The father I never had. the words were actually kinda bitter as they fell from his mouth, but Viktor had already proven to be quite different in opinion than Till, and he was actually kinda annoying to Till to say the very least. He was family though, and part of the only family that was around his age. He couldn't just tell Vik to go live on his own, even though the male did okay for himself. It was shortly after that Dullahan actually asked if he was planning on coming back.

I do, he replied perhaps slightly too quickly. Till wasn't the most transparent of individuals, but he was certainly one that did what benefited him the most at all times. Being part of Salsola did not benefit him yet, for a loner being caught on pack lands was much less troublesome than being a pack member and trespassing on pack lands. While Till was not much of a spy(at least not like Dullahan was), he was a map-maker, and part of that was taking survey of all land, claimed and not. Though, Lillith did inform me of my mother's disappearance. You wouldn't know anything, would you? The tilt in his tone was not accusatory, rather they were curious, and a white brow cocked when he asked the question, and multi-hued eyes still focused on the dark prince. Dullahan was good at keeping tabs on the other members, and he figured that he'd, at the very least, notice his mother's change in behavior before she left Salsola, if not the exact nature of her departure.

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<p> At the statement, Till nodded and chuckled lightly. <b>Since when has your nose ever failed you before?</b> he asked with a half-hearted chuckle. It had been strange that Dullahan hadn't been able to find him as easily as the times in Salsola, but there was obviously something else happening and while Till wanted to know what it was, it was more important to become reacquainted first. Till was uncomfortable wondering what was going on, and that made him slightly anxious. He tried not to think about it though, and smiled and paid attention to his friend's presence instead. He was excited to see Dullahan, regardless of if the male had not been in the best of shapes mentally. Till was willing to work through most anything though. While he did not like work, doing work for a friend was not truly work. If one could even truly call it 'work' to begin with.</p>
<p> Once they both entered the cabin, Till picked a nice soft fur to lounge upon while Dullahan took a rickety chair. Till did not mind, rather, this was his place and he did want to relax after a long day's ride. The next words of the male had not entirely caught him off-guard and they were far from frightening, but Till was also inclined to tell Dullhan that the extra scent within his home was not much of a friend, more like family. <b> He's my nephew on my father's side. You know..The father I never had.</b> the words were actually kinda bitter as they fell from his mouth, but Viktor had already proven to be quite different in opinion than Till, and he was actually kinda annoying to Till to say the very least. He was family though, and part of the only family that was around his age. He couldn't just tell Vik to go live on his own, even though the male did okay for himself. It was shortly after that Dullahan actually asked if he was planning on coming back. </p>
<p> <b>I do,</b> he replied perhaps slightly [i]too[/i] quickly. Till wasn't the most transparent of individuals, but he was certainly one that did what benefited him the most at all times. Being part of Salsola did not benefit him yet, for a loner being caught on pack lands was much less troublesome than being a pack member and trespassing on pack lands. While Till was not much of a spy(at least not like Dullahan was), he was a map-maker, and part of that was taking survey of all land, claimed and not. <b>Though, Lillith did inform me of my mother's disappearance. You wouldn't know anything, <i>would you</i>?</b> The tilt in his tone was not accusatory, rather they were curious, and a white brow cocked when he asked the question, and multi-hued eyes still focused on the dark prince. Dullahan <i>was</i> good at keeping tabs on the other members, and he figured that he'd, at the very least, notice his mother's change in behavior before she left Salsola, if not the exact nature of her departure. </p>
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THE WENDIGO CHILD
OOC: sorry for the wait. Tried getting this inbetween my internet fading in and out ;-; WC:613

Coaxoch was lucky enough to ditch his little brother this time around, but it did not mean that he did not get an earful of it by his ravens, who simply dropped off angry messages on parchment on his lap every morning he was gone. His brother was very pissed off and was getting increasingly so as he and Korosk spent more and more time outside of Salsola. Dirge had been outside with Coaxoch before, but the boy was not confident enough in his tracking skills to find Coaxoch and where he had gone, and it made it especially bad because of how far out Coaxoch had gone. Coax was well aware of this, and this was why he had done such a thing. He needed some time from his brother, and it wasn't because the male was a nuisance, in fact, he helped a lot more than Coaxoch liked, so he needed to have some time away to gain his independence once more, and it didn't seem as if Dirge seemed to understand that. His notes definitely rang true with Coaxoch, and Coax could tell that the male was angry at him, but did not understand where he learned these words, or where he learned to be so venomous, especially to a family member. Truth was, Coaxoch knew nothing of Lillith and her family, and knew that they were not a family of snakes.

There was no way that he could have known.

Coaxoch had stopped replying to the parchment notes sometime after Dirge had started to call him a gimp, and worthless, but once the ravens stopped bringing back notes, Dirge started to worry. The boy's notes were lilting towards the apologetic side - it made Coax leave his camp, and also laugh along the way. He told Skrak and Barkek to just laugh at Dirge's mad scribblings and to not return to him with any more notes.

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<p> Coaxoch was lucky enough to ditch his little brother this time around, but it did not mean that he did not get an <i>earful</i> of it by his ravens, who simply dropped off angry messages on parchment on his lap every morning he was gone. His brother was very pissed off and was getting increasingly so as he and Korosk spent more and more time outside of Salsola. Dirge had been outside with Coaxoch before, but the boy was not confident enough in his tracking skills to find Coaxoch and where he had gone, and it made it especially bad because of how <i>far</i> out Coaxoch had gone. Coax was well aware of this, and this was why he had done such a thing.  He needed some time from his brother, and it wasn't because the male was a nuisance, in fact, he helped a lot more than Coaxoch <i>liked</i>, so he needed to have some time away to gain his independence once more, and it didn't seem as if  Dirge seemed to understand that. His notes definitely rang true with Coaxoch, and Coax could tell that the male was angry at him, but did not understand where he learned these words, or where he learned to be so <i>venomous</I>, especially to a family member. Truth was, Coaxoch knew nothing of Lillith and her family, and knew that they were not a family of <i>snakes</i>.<bR><br>
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<p> Coaxoch had stopped replying to the parchment notes sometime after Dirge had started to call him a gimp, and worthless, but once the ravens stopped bringing back notes, Dirge started to worry. The boy's notes were lilting towards the apologetic side - it made Coax leave his camp, and also laugh along the way. He told Skrak and Barkek to just laugh at Dirge's mad scribblings and to not return to him with any more notes.  </p>

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Coaxoch Ulrich

I tried so hard, and got so far. But in the end,

OOC: hey this is my ooc000

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It doesn't even matter

I've put my trust in you, pushed as far as I can go

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Coaxoch Ulrich

The deafening silence is my crown

OOC: it a long post whoops 900

Coax would be lying if she asked him if he was nervous and he said "no". The fact that they knew each other had nothing to do with his nervousness, it was his temper that he was nervous about. She had been annoying in his youth, and he still had that impression of her, and still did not like her, but his family was indebted to hers, and while that had to do specifically with their fathers, there had been some sort of unspoken deal that Till had with Lokr. Coax didn't even know if the Revlis clan knew of such dealings. Coax only knew what his father told him, and that was their position in regards to the royal family. She probably knew this nervousness by looking at him though. Coax was not all too good at hiding everything. He was not as good as his father. He doubted he would ever be that good.

Once she had pointed to a chair that he could sit in, but found that it was just a small stool. Coax could not say he wasn't disappointed. It was barren in there, and he felt almost as if she was left with nothing, even though he knew that this would not be the case. Lokr had too many things that Coax knew that he would not be able to ship out. She had to have destroyed it, or something of the sort. Coax did not ask, he knew better than to bring up the Pentiti more than he needed to in front of the woman.

He nervously tapped one of his feet a few times before he put his hand from his satchel to his knee, trying to stop his leg from bouncing up and down in such a nervous manner. She did not need to know how much he needed to convince himself to actually come to her, in almost the dead of night. He could have picked a better time, but Coax was not known to meet the leaders at all, much less at appropriate times during the day. This also had been the only time that he for sure knew that she would be in the Throne Room, and he needed the privacy that this room provided.

When will they find out

That at some point there is no return?

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If only God would talk to me, and promise me tomorrow
Word Count → 000 :: OOC: I'm a sick lion-goat so forgive me if this is a shit post.

It was hard to deny the entertained look on the Overlord's face, a gentle smile graced his face, and one could easily see that the man had been excited to get on with the show as his demon eyes glowed with an excited intensity. His Queen, his lover, his wife, would be the first to gaze upon these looks as she came to him, and greeted him with her own look of Pride and Power. Her own devilish grin that had been given to him was partially the reason he had her ruling beside him. She was his mirror, as was he hers. He grabbed her hand and kissed it before she sat down, only then was her belly somewhat visible, but it would be obvious to Mortimer for some time that the Queen was expecting. The lost of their son was shadowed by the coming birth of new life, but punishments for the crimes committed were due, and boy, did Viper love doling out punishments. It was probably his favorite part of being a ruler.

The pack gathered as they had, with the many eyes of the Ulrich's multi-hues rising so see the beheaded Astarot, and then turning to look at their Overlord in confusion. There were other eyes on him, like the multitude of slaves that served the pack, along with his brother's, and his children's. Pythius joined him and gave a small gesture of sorrow in passing before he found his seat on the other side of Viper, though seat was lower placed than Viper's own. Esmeralda accompanied his brother, and found her seat next to him, and then on the other side of Lucias, there had been an extra seat for Diabla, though the two daughters she brought were forced to stand, for they were not particularly special enough to have a seat like their elder mother.

Drowning in myself as I am facing imperfection

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<p> <b>It was hard to deny the entertained look on the Overlord's face, </b>a gentle smile graced his face, and one could easily see that the man had been excited to get on with the show as his demon eyes glowed with an excited intensity. His Queen, his lover, his wife, would be the first to gaze upon these looks as she came to him, and greeted him with her own look of Pride and Power. Her own devilish grin that had been given to him was partially the reason he had her ruling beside him. She was his mirror, as was he hers. He grabbed her hand and kissed it before she sat down, only then was her belly somewhat visible, but it would be obvious to Mortimer for some time that the Queen was expecting. The lost of their son was shadowed by the coming birth of new life, but punishments for the crimes committed were due, and boy, did Viper love doling out punishments. It was probably his favorite part of being a ruler. <Br><br>
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Every filthy bird and makes us drink
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It was hard to deny the entertained look on the Overlord's face, a gentle smile graced his face, and one could easily see that the man had been excited to get on with the show as his demon eyes glowed with an excited intensity. His Queen, his lover, his wife, would be the first to gaze upon these looks as she came to him, and greeted him with her own look of Pride and Power. Her own devilish grin that had been given to him was partially the reason he had her ruling beside him. She was his mirror, as was he hers. He grabbed her hand and kissed it before she sat down, only then was her belly somewhat visible, but it would be obvious to Mortimer for some time that the Queen was expecting. The lost of their son was shadowed by the coming birth of new life, but punishments for the crimes committed were due, and boy, did Viper love doling out punishments. It was probably his favorite part of being a ruler.

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The poisoned wine to fornicating with our kings.

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OOC - ohigh here's that thread i said we needed forever ago. I' going to have this dated to present day, so the kids are about a month old. WC: 648

I know you'll stay by my side

Things had been extremely hard for him in the past few weeks. Since the death of Faith and the arrival of his children, he had to become a father - a single father - to two little bastards. One of them had the unique markings of their mother, and the other looked astonishingly like Coaxoch himself. He loved them, more than anyone could have imagined, but he also hated them all the same. They had ruined his life, taken their mother from him, and while he knew he couldn't blame them, he wanted to. He wanted to hate them so much. He wanted to hate them like Isabella hated Dirge - how the Heiwas hated the Ulrichs - he wanted to leave them to the spirits in the woods. Elphaba saw that he didn't. She had commanded him to raise them, to teach them and provide for them like his own father had done for not only Coaxoch himself, but also Dirge, and the plethora of other children that he had at his heels.

So for weeks, this is what he did.

He had help, from Calla, Nephele, and from Sebastien respectively. He also had help from Faith's younger sister, Dahlia. Coaxoch did not question why Nephele had been producing milk when she had been, mostly because he did not understand the biology of women all that much. He had heard mutterings of women producing milk when there was young around, and he simply did not question these mutterings. He took the help as he needed it, and the children grew with her milk, they grew from little beans, to something more. Granted, Coaxoch had not had much interaction with his siblings when they were first born, so he did not know much about how they could not see, or hear for a few weeks, and how they just wanted milk and warmth and that was it. It was when they opened their eyes and actually started to look at Coaxoch with some sort of intelligence that Coaxoch felt more fatherly to them, and with this, he had become slightly more protective. He stayed next to Nephele as they were nursing, he watched Sebastien closely - though Dahlia was a different story. She had been rather elusive and invasive with the children and took them to see Calla often. He tried to stop her several times but she did not listen to him. Sooner or later, he had to start going out for more hunts, for the pups started to wean, and these were the days that Coaxoch had been a bit of a mess, until he was able to get back to his children. They always greeted him with excitement and joy, and this was when he found his hate dissipate to love.

Eden and Evelyn were babbling on this day, while Coaxoch had been stroking a fire in the chimney. The church had been dreadfully cold in the winter, and the new children needed the warmth, so it had been quite a feat to get the chill from the air. He wondered when would be a good time for the children to finally meet their family too, for they did have children that they could play with that were their age. It would be strange because the children would be their aunts and uncles in relation, but it still would be beneficial for them to get the interaction with the others while they were young, and perhaps establish a relationship as strong as his and Sebastien's, or Till's and Dullahan's had been.

"Hey Bun? Do you want to start the stew for me?" he asked his companion as he turned an eye to see the children tumbling over themselves and each other with an energy that Coaxoch wished that he remembered. Coaxoch wished that he could remember Valtin as clearly as he could remember Faith.

Together we'll face what lives on in the night


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There's so much more, you can reclaim your crown
Word Count → 563 :: OOC: bleepbloop

The amount of visitors to the Blackwoods had died down once more, while there had been many witches within Salsola, there had been a bit of an uprise in the amount of them that would worship and hunt and linger within the Blackwoods for some time there, but as winter had come, the witches had gone back within their warm houses, where their cauldrons bubbled with poisonous potions and their cats hissed at the spiders that shivered in the corners of their homes. He was the witch who lived within the Blackwoods, where his home would easily be missed should one not know the winding roads of the Blackwoods, and should one get lost, they should try to find the Church, for this was one of the only hopes that they had for getting out of there.

One had to be a skilled tracker to be able to stay on the trail of the wendigo and his partner, for he and the pale cat had come to smell of the woods themselves. It was no surprise that they should smell like the forest, as they both spent a majority of their time within it, with only infrequent visits outside of it or the packlands in general. Coaxoch was unaware of the silent male who would follow them until he caught up, for the one-armed man had been much more focused on tracking down his next meal rather than worrying about the new smells lingering around the forest. Coaxoch did not worry of the man until he had seen the beast come into his view. Coaxoch had been crouched at the moment that the fog let up to show them a male that looked even much more grizzly thank his own scar covered father. Till looked good comparatively, and Coaxoch found himself almost jump to his feet as he found his bright eyes of spring look at the other.

It was hard to notice that the male did not have two eyes. Yet, Coaxoch did not think different of this man because of it, for he must have had some story behind each of his scars. The larger male must have been a fighter, by the look of him, and while Coaxoch did not particularly let on that he might be slightly intimidated, he did look at the other with a confused look on his face. He had never seen this other male before, and even though he smelt of Salsola, he did not look much like he belonged here.

I've never seen you before. he stated with ease, though it was said with a "matter of fact" tone and his eyes did not lower from the other and his giant form. He was big, like Chester had become. Coaxoch knew this to probably be because of the wolf blood, and while Coaxoch had been taller in his family, he was by far not as tall as this other male. This other male made Coaxoch actually feel quite short, and because of this, Coaxoch felt his spine straighten some to make himself only slightly taller. He did this without realizing it at all really, and he looked at the other with a questioning glaze over his eyes. My name is Coaxoch Ulrich, Family of Salsola. Who are you? he asked the other as his hail-tail flicked back and forth behind him.

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OOC - Bleep bloop WC: 555

That must be understood

She had a point, but he had a counterpoint. He looked at her and his eyes narrowed slightly at her. "Aye, they will be punished, but what is a man without two hands? He cannot build, he cannot fight - well - and he can barely hunt. Many servants in Salsola serve a purpose, whether to cook or clean, or pleasure their masters, it does not matter, what does, is their usefulness in such tasks. It's easier to punish a servant by cutting out it's tongue than to cut off it's arm. Even a finger is better than an entire arm, you see?" he told her as he put his finger to his temple and he tapped it there a few times as he looked at her. He sighed lightly and looked away then as she had asked him another question, of what worth his nobility would be if he was going to hide away from the pack. He knew then that she must not have been impaired for some time, she might have been stared at, but maybe she was still beautiful in the eyes of others because of it. It was much different when you did not have two arms. You could not hug a woman with one arm, not the way that they want you to.

His large ears turned back on his blonde crown and he looked at her again. "Your old pack must have been much different than here. I face many challenges that others do not here, for I was cursed with this affliction as a child, so I have been like this for some time. The Tigress Queen told me that I am the first to live here without an arm, and that others would look down on me as I grew, and they have. Others see me as weak, because of my disability. It's humiliating, and I do not like to flaunt myself in front of others because of it." he told her easily as he wiggled his stump once more, as if cursing it in his mind and he looked at it with a hatred in his eyes. He sighed lightly and shrugged again to her. "Being a noble means that while they can look at me weird, they aren't really allowed to...disgrace my name for it." he spoke, and nodded his head as he looked down at his feet and he wiggled his toes in the water some more, the coolness of the water feeling good compared to this warm day.

She asked then of what Elphaba's scent upon him might mean to others, and why it was such a big deal to him. He felt his cheeks heat up and his legs stilled themselves. He let his bangs cover his eyes as he looked down at his knees and he thought about what he could say to her without it being too crass. He felt his claws pick at the stone beneath them and he slowly looked back up. "The others might question me, or her. I don't like that she touches me like she does, but I cannot deny her, it's not my place." he mumbled the words and they came out of his maw barely above a whisper. Otherwise, he gave her no alternate answer.

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When the feline had finally gone away, he had quickly finished up with Maschine and headed inside after he had rushed with his brushing of the stallion. Till had quickly assessed his stash of vegetables, and meats that were saved from a day or so before this day. He spent a good portion of the afternoon preparing food, and once he had started a fire to boil the stew over, he stoked the flames for only a little bit before he started to clean himself up. He sighed as he cleaned himself up, slowly brushing at his hair as he looked at himself in the broken mirror on the vanity. He could swear that he was starting to see white hairs sprout from his darkened hair, but he chose to ignore it. Till was only going on his fifth year, and he didn't think that he was old enough to start turning white, and he hoped that he didn't. It would be a silent way of letting others know that the stress was getting to him, and he didn't want that. He brushed his hair until it lay as flat as it would, though it was fairly impossible for the dark ends to be straightened, and they sat curled at his shoulders.




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That must be understood

When the feline had finally gone away, he had quickly finished up with Maschine and headed inside after he had rushed with his brushing of the stallion. Till had quickly assessed his stash of vegetables, and meats that were saved from a day or so before this day. He spent a good portion of the afternoon preparing food, and once he had started a fire to boil the stew over, he stoked the flames for only a little bit before he started to clean himself up. He sighed as he cleaned himself up, slowly brushing at his hair as he looked at himself in the broken mirror on the vanity. He could swear that he was starting to see white hairs sprout from his darkened hair, but he chose to ignore it. Till was only going on his fifth year, and he didn't think that he was old enough to start turning white, and he hoped that he didn't. It would be a silent way of letting others know that the stress was getting to him, and he didn't want that. He brushed his hair until it lay as flat as it would, though it was fairly impossible for the dark ends to be straightened, and they sat curled at his shoulders.

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OOC - For Khael. Dnd because this thread is likely to be super slow going. Note: this is a training thread with knives. (so we don't forget) Mature for mentions of knives and stabbing and the like. WC: 647

I am forever

Coaxoch had been lax on his training in the physical realm, as he had been much more focused on learning as much as he could about the potions and poisons that he was working with, as well as providing for his small family. It would seem that soon, Eden and Evelyn would be leaving his home, as they were now much older, and ready to take on the world, seeing as Eden and Evelyn both had begun to shift into their Optime form. Eden had also asked Coaxoch about the Cueponi, and what had happened when Coaxoch did his, and Coaxoch had agreed to tell him, and told him the story of what had happened with his, and the Golden Tigress, whose rule had not been the same as the Witch Queen that ruled since before their birth. He knew that his children were soon to become part of the adult politics, and he could only hope that they were ready for it, and that Eden was not so stuck in his fantasy world that he did not understand the weight of his actions as he turned into an adult and as he waded through Salsola's ranking tower. As the realization of his nest becoming empty, he also felt the same thing that Till felt as his children got older. A lack of purpose within his family. Soon, it would only be him and Sebastien within the large church and out away from the rest of the pack. Soon, it would be lonely, without the smiling young faces of eager pups greeting him as he got home.

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OOC - Hope you don't mind me jumping in here :3 WC: 000

I know you'll stay by my side

When the feline had finally gone away, he had quickly finished up with Maschine and headed inside after he had rushed with his brushing of the stallion. Till had quickly assessed his stash of vegetables, and meats that were saved from a day or so before this day. He spent a good portion of the afternoon preparing food, and once he had started a fire to boil the stew over, he stoked the flames for only a little bit before he started to clean himself up. He sighed as he cleaned himself up, slowly brushing at his hair as he looked at himself in the broken mirror on the vanity. He could swear that he was starting to see white hairs sprout from his darkened hair, but he chose to ignore it. Till was only going on his fifth year, and he didn't think that he was old enough to start turning white, and he hoped that he didn't. It would be a silent way of letting others know that the stress was getting to him, and he didn't want that. He brushed his hair until it lay as flat as it would, though it was fairly impossible for the dark ends to be straightened, and they sat curled at his shoulders.

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OOC - Hope you don't mind me jumping in here :3 WC: 000

I know you'll stay by my side

There was an anger in the air, and the spirits of the Blackwoods grew restless on this eve. The large ears of the Ulrichson had flicked lightly as the whispers of spirits had tickled his ears. He sat upon his Church's doorstep, with bones scattered before him, and his bright blue eyes scanning them as if they had a secret to tell. Ankh had told him once upon a time that bones, livers, they told the secrets of the gods, but Coaxoch often times did not hear what they were saying to him. He would have thought that the dogs had abandoned him if it hadn't been for the good fortune that he had as of late. He was still not chosen by the Boss to be with woman, and his children had passed their Cueponi. They soon would go on to become Family members, and then they would become worthy in the eyes of Salsola. They were much more worthy than that of the once Serf, now Confident, Andrew Greygrief, a man of many names, of many faces. Soon, he would be disgraced as he once was. None would cross Ulrich and get away with it as he had. Coaxoch might not have been the one blamed of murder, but Coaxoch knew that there was something that was not right within the male, and he would find out where his real loyalties lie.

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OOC: Sorry for changing the color on this table but it was hurting my eyes ;-; [+473]

The intelligent brown eyes of the stallion remained on the red and black jackal man as he advanced, and even when the man who owned him had finally come up and grabbed at him, the stallion did not break his gaze at the man. He snorted lightly as the one arm had come up and touched his multicolored mane, and his eyes turned from the jackal to his owner before moving back. The stallion did not trust the other male luperci, and he stomped his left hoof on the ground a few times in agitation. His ears fell back on his head as his brown eyed stare lingered on the red and black jackal.

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Voyage o'er the mountains and wastelands

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Far beyond the sea lies fortune
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Don't get me wrong, I love you, but what does it mean
When you say that I have walk on water?

Coaxoch could not help but watch the other, with a smile on his maw as he did so. Both of the creatures that he looked at were so adorable that he couldn't really help but feel the warmth of love in his chest as he looked upon them, and watched their interaction. It went over a lot better than he had ever hoped it would, and he was proud of that. When the boy pulled his hand back with the pitch black fur upon it, he chuckled lightly as the other had spoken of the horses molting as they did. Ah, yes, I think Nephele was brushing them out before we had gotten here. She does take good care of these boys. he spoke as he patted the muscular neck of Nightmare. They are just like us too though, you should see their winter coats, they are really long and fluffy!! he exclaimed to the rust colored male, as his bright blue eyes looked at him with an adoring look in his eyes. He couldn't help himself, for he truly did enjoy being with Sebastien for every second that he spent with him.

Coaxoch did not know how much he truly did love Sebastien, and while he didn't tell the male that he loved him, he was sure that Sebastien knew that there was some deep emotional attachment that Coaxoch had for him. Coax did not know what true love felt like and he didn't want to call something that he wasn't sure that it was or wasn't. He did not want to be like his father, in the sense where he had many things that he "loved" but who knew if it was truth or if it was all just an act to save face. He didn't want to have to lie to Sebastien, or anyone about the truth of how he felt about them.

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You don't look like you belong here

000 OOC — OOC here

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Did you pinch yourself to see,

If you'd wake up from a nightmare

Or could you still be asleep?

I try to tell myself it's all just a dream




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