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- Amy Sunders - 07-31-2012 [html] OOC Amy looked over the items that she carried. A small wooden toy, intricately carved of a wolf, complete with hinged parts. A small jeweled choker to fit around one's neck. A jar of powder that would put others to sleep. An otter's pelt, taken and carefully fitted to make a cozy blanket for a young pup. They were gifts for Bridget. She hoped to meet her goddaughter today, and visit with her. The pup had been growing, and doing well. Humming with these thoughts she moved through the forest, tail wagging behind her. The others were behind her, the wagon falling out of sight as she scouted ahead. Adara was leading the wagon for her, with Kohaku behind as well. It was a shame that Alastar had been taken. At least the wolf who had kidnapped Kohaku's slave had received some good scars into the bargain. Reflecting on this she picked up her pace a little, hurrying. .fallenangel .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .fallenangel p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fallenangel b {color:#E99B00; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .fallenangel {background-color:#660202; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... ngel-1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:335px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; border-top-right-radius:60px; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; } .fallenangel .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #e99b00; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Shadowfang - 07-31-2012 [html]
- Amy Sunders - 07-31-2012 [html] OOC She knew he was there. Amy didn't react to his presence, ignoring the slave. She wasn't going to address him, wasn't going to give him the pleasure of pretending that he was her equal. It wasn't true, and it angered her that he once had been. It dirtied her to have that connection. His voice was cold, her ears twitching slightly but her pace didn't slow. She was going to see Bridget, and that was the end of it. If he tried to stop her, she wouldn't hesitate to strike. His next words did slow him down. Amy stared curiously at him. What? What was he talking about? Amy knew things. She always knew things. What could possibly be going onn that she didn't know about? That she needed to know about? His expression was serious, distant from everything. He had changed again since she'd seen him. Different from a willing slave, this was someone who was broken. Whoever had done it had broken him wrong though, different from how she had broken Hadley and Raoth. A smile lit her features as he spoke. So New Dawn was going to try and kill her? They would hunt her down? She would like to see them try. Amy had met those members, and fought with them. She had tasted their blood, and knew they were weak. They couldn't kill her. The threat to Kohaku did get a reaction from her though. Hackles raised, stiffening. They won't kill Kohaku. I won't let them. They won't get near him. Her hand went to her swollen belly, thinking of the pups inside. She might not like their father, but they were Sunders, and they were hers. .fallenangel .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .fallenangel p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fallenangel b {color:#E99B00; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .fallenangel {background-color:#660202; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... ngel-1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:335px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; border-top-right-radius:60px; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; } .fallenangel .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #e99b00; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] - Shadowfang - 07-31-2012 [html]
- Amy Sunders - 07-31-2012 [html] OOC Her hackles raised as he spoke, his tone cold and arrogant. She had attitude? Look at who was talking! She wanted to tear his throat out at this point, growling with anger. Killing him wouldn't mean anything to her. Her friend had died the night he had become a slave. She hated that he was right. Fighting in her condition would be useless. Anyone could take her on. The pups would die before they were born. Amy didn't have to fight though. Thinking she knew she could go into hiding. She knew how to hide her trails, make it difficult to be found. Besides, she never traveled exactly the same way twice, doing her best to look for loners to trade with. Shaking her head she spat in his direction. He was so exposed, nothing more than dirt. Removing him would be easy. She didn't dare to attack though. Not when she was so far along. Growling she looked back, barking at the others to hurry up. She rushed down the trail, not spending a single glance more on him. She wasn't going to be driven off. She wouldn't be killed. If they challenged her, fine. She could protect her own, and she would make sure that they were taken care of. She had enough connections for that. .fallenangel .ft-ooc {font-style:italic;} .fallenangel p {padding:3px 20px 3px 20px; margin:0px; text-indent:35px;} .fallenangel b {color:#E99B00; letter-spacing:-.2px;} .fallenangel {background-color:#660202; background-image:url(http://i1209.photobucket.com/albums/cc3 ... ngel-1.jpg); background-position:top center; background-repeat:no-repeat; padding:335px 0px 10px 0px; border:1px solid #000000; border-top-right-radius:60px; margin:0px auto; font-family: georgia, serif; font-size:12px; color:#000000; letter-spacing:.4px; word-spacing:.3px; line-height:16px; width:450px; text-align:justify; } .fallenangel .ft-separator{width:250px; border-bottom:1px dotted #e99b00; margin:0px auto;} </style> [/html] |