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POSTED: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:18 am

Set for July of 2012 in South-western New Brunswick. tl;dr This will be a major event from Lyris's past. [700+]


“Kenyon, I’m going to catch you!” It was too late to be warned that announcing your attack before actually attacking was not very efficient, because Lyris was already crouching. The young male before her turned to look over his shoulder, rolling his eyes with a mischievous glint as the little white wolf wiggled her haunches in preparation to leap. The girl counted down in her head, carefully. One… Two… Three! She sprung, slender white body gliding over the short distance, paws aimed to bowl into her brother’s butt, no doubt knocking him to the grassy ground. But Kenyon was prepared, and once he saw Lyris leap, he sidestepped to the left, watching as she thunked to the earth, a dirt clod flying up to hit her between the eyes. “Hey!” She protested, angrily eyeing him. Kenyon smugly opened his mouth to respond, but a deep, groveling voice cut him off. “You two be quiet. The whole forest is going to hear us coming.”

The littermates lowered their heads in turn, Lyris’s nose brushing the ground at her chest. “Sorry, dad.” Oriq’s deep blue gaze carefully scrutinized them, wordlessly scolding them before giving a short huff, turning and giving his grey tail a heavy flick. As the small band of wolves began to move again, Lyris scrambled to her feet, shaking her head to send the dirt that had stuck to her face flying, successfully pelting her brother in the side. He gave her a dirty look but kept silent. The boy took a few running steps to catch up to his father, striding purposefully beside him, while Lyris sought out Wisteria, who hung back a few feet, preferring to follow her mate instead of walk aside him. “Don’t worry, flower. He’s just grumpy today.” A cold nose pressed against the young girl’s shoulder, and Lyris gave her mother a smile, all of the embarrassment for their scolding melting away in her warm eyes.

She was getting tired of being silent. And she was getting hungry. And her paws hurt. But she didn’t dare make a sound, because she knew she might ruin the whole hunt, which would be just like her. This time would be different. She wouldn’t mess it up. She’d run as fast as Wisteria, and she’d be as strong as Oriq. She’d save the day, she wouldn’t be the one who needed saving. Pushing away her bodily wishes she focused, taking a deep breath, scenting carefully for any traces of deer or elk.

The pack was moving towards the Big Lake. Reina, one of the trackers; a pretty beige-colored wolf; had scented a herd of deer there yesterday, and immediately alerted Oriq. Lyris and Kenyon had expected to be left behind, but the Alpha surprised them; it was time for their first hunt. He had given them the run-down of how it worked. You had to be completely silent. And this time, the pups would just watch; but he told them that the rest of the pack would split up and surround the prey, then scare them all into a run, picking off the weakest and oldest ones. If all went well, they’d be eating heartily tonight. Lyris’s mouth watered at the thought, but she tried to swallow her saliva and keep it from possibly creating a disturbance.

Lyris was watching the sun dapples of the canopy passing over Oriq’s fur and was so intrigued that she didn’t notice he had stopped. She walked right into her father’s ankle, falling back onto her butt. Shaking stars from her head, she wondered what the holdup was. They weren’t at Big Lake yet. “Something isn’t right.” Oriq rumbled, and even from behind him, Lyris saw his tall ears twitch. The girl tipped her head, before she felt her mother’s grip on her scruff. She was getting a little big for Wisteria to carry anymore, but the gesture was just to get her back on her feet. “Stay close to me,” She said softly to Kenyon and Lyris, stepping over her daughter so that she was staring at her ankles. Kenyon stood under their mother’s chest, his tail high and ears alert. The entire pack fell silent, and you could have heard a pin drop in the grass. “Mom?” She whispered quietly, fear beginning to mix with the confusion. What was happening?

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POSTED: Mon Jan 20, 2014 12:44 am

Her claws ripped, digging deeper and deeper into the elk carcass. The male budded in, plunging his muzzle past the creature’s ribcage to gorge on the hearty meat within. Blood turned the bears’ cinnamon-brown fur to reddish-chocolate coloration, the richer, darker hue doused from the tip of their noses to nearly the beginnings of their beady black eyes. Two tons of animal couldn’t get enough meat, and only attacked the already-gone creature deeper as the never-satisfied pair of stomachs urged for more. The female growled as her mate came a little too close to her space, and he immediately moved from the stomach to the neck, giving the female more than enough space. He didn’t want to get on her bad side again, he already had a couple scars to show for it. It took the creatures long enough to polish it off, with just a pile of bones and tangled elk hide to show what was left. The crows would move in later, to pick off the slices of flesh that the grizzly’s large teeth weren’t slender enough to reach. A couple of the black-feathered avians tried to approach a little bit too soon, and the male snapped at its wings, managing to only pluck a feather. The crow immediately back pedaled to settle high in the trees again, high-pitched squawk resonating from its beak. Huffing, the pair of bears turned and meandered into the trees. It was, to say the least, unusual for the two bears to stay together for any given amount of time. Usually it would only be for the two to stay together long enough to mate and insure cubs before they parted ways again. But even after impregnating the female the two stayed together, making them officially a very unique natural occurrence.

Blood-stained nostrils flared as the female scanned the area. What she picked up was simply unacceptable. An overbearing odor of wolf; there had to be over ten of them. Moving through her territory. Rage ignited in the female, animal instinct labeling the pack as trespassers, and the sentence was not a pretty one. She barked, and with male in tow, barged through the trees. They were not far away, just over the next hill, and ten feet too many inside of what was claimed of hers.

She bowled over the hill, an earsplitting snarl ripping from her dripping lips. A band of a dozen wolves stood frozen, pelts all varying shades of disgusting colors she did not like. They were all trying to take over her land. They had no right to challenge her. This was hers. The male mirrored her snarl, and both of them pelted to the group. The female tasted blood as her jaws found a leg, bones snapping and crimson dripping down the canine’s beige fur. A female shriek split the air, and the wolves scattered. The male screeched, massive muscles rippling as he bounded forward, in hot pursuit of over half of the group who had split to the left, while the female roared at the smaller second group, eyes wild and unstable.
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POSTED: Mon Jan 20, 2014 1:21 am

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She heard a snarl and then a scream, and every muscle in the girl’s body froze. Somebody screamed run, and she couldn’t move, but Wisteria’s legs against her back forced her to. She stumbled and then broke into a full-out sprint, the adrenaline coursing through her veins almost hurting. She’d never run faster, she was pretty sure she’d never seen any member of her family run faster than she was now. The girl looked back, to catch a glimpse of a beige body strewn in the grass, a halo of blood around her head. Reina, She choked, and stumbled, her knees hitting the grass. No, no, no, keep going. Where was Wisteria? She’d felt her shove against her a moment ago, but she was gone. She’d only been running for seconds, and she could still hear snarls. Against every sensible bone in her body Lyris stopped and turned, eyes frantic as she searched the bloody scene for her mother, father, brother, somebody. “Mom,” She tried to scream, but it was only a whisper. She was frozen again this time. The larger of the bears threw its head, spittle flying from its disgusting lips, crimson dripping down its fangs. Dark black eyes fixed on a large grey male, and the bear charged for the strongest one of the pack. “Dad,” She tried again, hoping her vocal chords would obey her, and what came out was a strangled cry. Her chest heaved as the grizzly reared back, and the crack she heard afterwards resonated through her entire body. Oriq fell limp, handsome grey body striking the earth, never to rise again.

“Lyris, run. Her mother’s voice shattered the black dots that were crowding her vision like glass, and she saw Wisteria, beautiful slender white body poised in front of Kenyon, spring green gaze uncannily calm. A brown body blocked the final vision of her mother, and all that she saw next was teeth. A scream tore from her lungs without her consent, and the girl twisted so suddenly she heard her spine crackle. Her heart felt like it would beat out of her chest. Her feet pounded the ground, and she could suddenly feel hot breath on the back of her neck. No, somehow she ran faster, the trees and bushes and grass flying past in one greenish brown blur. But the bear was bigger, and she only panted harder to keep up with the young girl. A paw swiped at her legs and she was flying, her shoulders making contact with rough bark. Limp body slid down the pine, coming to rest against a soft bed of green grass. She could lay here, sweet relief from the burning in her legs. But the sound of blood rushing through her ears prevented her from a sweet sleep, and she opened her eyes to beady black ones staring back at her. She felt something cold and wet drip onto her paw; saliva. The female grizzly stood over her, and time froze.

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POSTED: Mon Jan 20, 2014 2:48 pm

Bloodlust, it was the only thing that could describe the deliciously sweet feeling rising in the female’s chest. The snap of each bone and each limp canine body hitting the earth filled her with warmth to the very core, and the coppery taste in her mouth only left her wanting more. Once the beige female was down, a massive brown paw reached to swipe at more wolves. Just barely catching the heel of a fleeing, brown-and-white dappled male, she surged forward to the fallen. Jaws clamped around a shoulder, the crunching of marrow heard through the screaming. After any being reached a certain point of pain, there would be no moving as the body’s nerves were overloaded. The freckled male shook, golden eyes rolling back before a bash with a thick skull to the throat would end him. The male swung his head, more snarls and roars ripping gravelly from deep within his core. Chaos was the only word worthy of describing the scene. Each wolf who had escaped the initial threat had stopped their petrified run to stand frozen as loved ones fell, blood staining the warm summer grass, life slowly dribbling out of once-strong, feral bodies that could have had so many more years. A deep growl shook the ground they stood on, and something snapped within each one of them as the male’s paw plucked the life out of their strongest and most worthy.

Some scattered, running to the trees, while few stopped along the fallen bodies, unable to feel. They were all morons, all of them. They thought they were beings, strong ones that could rule the forest. They were wrong. This was her forest, this was her place to rule, and she had showed them just that. Her cubs would rise into mighty creatures, ones that would follow her and end the beating heart of anything and anyone that challenged them. But she wasn’t finished.

The male turned to a fragile-looking white wolf, protectively turned in front of a smaller wolf, probably one of her disgusting cubs. It took only one swipe to send the female rolling across the grass, and one more for claws to rip skin and fur. The cub screeched, but he only dug his claws deeper. The mother let loose an ungodly snarl and threw herself on top of the male, as if she could win. The last thing the female saw was the bleeding cub dragging himself into bushes. Now she turned, to find another cub, just standing there. Was it standing up to her? Unacceptable, no cub was going to stand and stare at her. It turned to run, but it wouldn’t get far. The bear charged, each massive paw pounding the earth another step closer to ending the creature. Dark eyes fixed on a soft white tail, snarls rumbling through her chest as she raced past trees, bushes, and rivers. It ran surprisingly fast for such a lowly creature, but surely it couldn’t expect to keep it up for long? With one mighty bound forward the bear shot forward, her head bashing against the cub’s ribs to send it flying against a tree. Huffing, disgusting breath rolling from her tongue, the animal turned slowly, finding the pure white, fragile pup surrounded by long, soft grass. It was a pity she’d have to tarnish such a pretty white coat. The female lumbered over her, dark eyes filled with something unspeakable. All that she saw next was deep green; the cub staring back. She was not shaken, not even a bit. Rising to roar once more, she fell back to all fours, ground shaking with impact. And then she rose a deadly paw. The last thing there was was pleading eyes, but soon she’d rip those out, too. Blood collected between her claws as she ripped past flesh, a horrendous screech filling her ears.
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POSTED: Mon Jan 20, 2014 3:20 pm

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All that she could see was black; black eyes, full of something unspeakable; they consumed her. They had no feeling, they had no mercy, no forgiveness. This is where she would end. This slaughter; it ended here, with her. The Stryder family had reached its last days. Lyris closed her eyes, and if she could cry, there would be tears. It was then that the world ended.

Agony, it exploded over her; the black dots returned, crowing her vision, threatening to take over. Something ungodly ripped from her throat; a scream. Her face was wet, her pristine white fur sullied with crimson, dripping down her face. But it didn’t stop. Deadly claw tips racing, she could hear the flesh ripping, she could feel the blood surge from her veins to drip across a single, creamy claw; it was playing with her. Just one razor-tipped weapon, digging through her flesh, creating a ridge across her that wouldn’t leave her for all time. Finish it she prayed; she couldn’t stand the pain. Lyris tried to tear her face away, but that only changed the course of the scar; a jagged tip cutting closer to her eye. She screeched again, the sound tearing from her lungs to fill her own ears with her own screaming. Something snapped in her, and she jerked her head, jaws poised. She clamped with all of the strength she had left, feeling marrow crack beneath her grip. The bear roared, and Lyris could taste tangy blood. The bear wrenched its wrist from her grip, hissing in absolute fury. It moved in to end it; long sharp fangs filled Lyris’ vision, and adrenaline in its purest form shot like lighting; filling her veins with fire. A scream of fury left her and the girl leaped, slender white figure dodging the jaws that were so close to ending her. She hit the ground, desperately straightening her tail to regain balance. Blood poured from her face; she couldn’t see out of her left eye. A red trail fell behind her, and a high-pitched whine slid between her teeth, but she didn’t stop running. The will to survive gripped her body, and numbed the pain that threatened to make her fall. She could feel hot breath on her neck again, but this time she wouldn’t submit to it. Lyris pressed harder, legs pounding the earth, the blood pressed past her face by the wind. With her good eye she saw a glimmer up ahead. River, and the thought that crossed her mind was a crazy one, but she didn’t have time to consider it. She reached the bank in two second and willed time to slow. With all of the power her body could muster she leaped. Her front paws found land but her back legs were in the water. Scrambling, she plunged her claws into the bank, pulling with weakened shoulders to the grass beyond. She heaved, and finally rolled onto solid ground. All of the power that she had felt left her, and she was limp, breathing swiftly and shakily as her oxygen-starved muscles screamed for more. What she saw next was the lumbering figure come to a skidding stop at the opposite edge of the river. It was too deep to cross; and nothing was stupid enough to try and jump it. Except for Lyris, of course.

Fury filled the animal’s eyes, and its jaws parted, an ear-splitting roar shaking the ground the broken pup lay on. Fire licked across her face, but she didn’t care. Blood dripped to her mouth, but she didn’t care. She couldn’t feel anything. Safe at last, Lyris closed her eyes, the last thing that she could see was a slender white paw dipped in the water. It was over, but not in the way she wanted. With a deep, shaky breath, she fell into unconsciousness, warm summer grass brushing at her belly as the bear turned and lumbered away.

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