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Aislin de la Croix · 08-10-2010, 12:16 AM

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WARNING This thread contains: graphic sexual content, graphic violence, or extremely offensive material starting with the #th post. Reader discretion is advised.

Cotl. (: <333!

A sharp gasp caught her as she abruptly dropped to the ground rolling to the side to avoid a blow. The brute came down at her with large paws, hoping to crush her chest. Aislin had barely time to retreat out of the way, rolling to safety, before blinking back up at her attacker with her deep bloodied eyes. A snarl ripped through her vocal cords from somewhere deep within her chest and there was a new fury boiling inside her as the male came again. Her jaws snapped shut, closing around fur, but the male pulled away quickly and gave her an 'oh shit' look. The girl gracefully rolled back onto her feet, poised to attack. She paced back and forth on the pads of her feet as the male contemplated whether it was worth taking on the youth or to just leave.

A snarl caught in her throat as he came at her once again, the girl ducked but instead of rolling out of the way like she did last time, she leaped forward to meet his blow. Her claws dug into the dirt as she found an opening and instantly her teeth sought for his throat. For blood. His scream died away as she crushed his windpipe between her jowls. She had quite a good grip, one that he would not escape from if he wanted to go unscathed... or well, without his entire throat. Her crimson orbs were a frenzy as she felt the first trickles and the scent erupted in her skull driving her nearly insane with pleasure.

The de la Croix girl sucked back the blood, gulping it down as the pitiful creature attempted to whimper unsuccessfully and instead began to choke on his own blood. After a few more moments the small wolf collapsed and went limp in front of her, yet she still did not let go. Instead, she bit down a slightly bit harder, tearing through muscles and flesh, before ripping clean a piece and beginning to chomp it down, pressing her muzzle back into the throat of the creature searching for more. The blood was warm and she felt it trickle down her chin and throat. The black and white female made no motions to attempt to clean herself, but instead laid in the small pool of the wolf's blood as she munched thoughtfully on its throat.

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Cotl · 08-10-2010, 02:23 AM

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OOC here: That was brutal, i fuckin loved it. +3

He was out late tonight, sneaking around away from the relations he had back in Inferni. Maschine's hooves could be heard on the soft grasses underneath the horse's feet as the rider and his horse moved along, back towards Inferni territory. He had been out for hours now, avoiding dinner time and bed time and hoping that Marik got his son to sleep as well as Sascha, even though Sascha normally was the first one to bed while Izaak was the one constantly asking questions and bouncing up and down and all around. He wondered almost how Rebekka would be able to deal with them. He shook his head before the hooves were not the only sound that was echoing through the woods. Cotl pulled back on the steed's reigns, the horse neighing and coming to a complete stop as the yelps of a dying wolven hit the air yet again. The male had no choice but to try and figure out who was killing who, because if could have been a pack member, now that inferni was obivously accepting wolves into the ranks now. Cotl was iffy on the idea, though, the war was supposed to be over and all was supposed to be forgiven, there still was an edge to Cotl that was untrusting of a wolf within the clan, even if she had met him, and did cocaine with him, he still was weird and on the fence about it, the . Cotl would jab his heels into his equine's side to get him to go again, in which he would take off through the terrain, the night looming over, only the white skull of the equine as well as the two back legs and rump being seen in a blue of motion over the grasses.

The male would twitch a few times while he was riding towards the killer, not scared of what he was about to get himself into. He wasn't afraid, and that's what his problem was 90% of the time. So he was quick to run into the unknown of this situation, and when he was to come upon the source, it was a woman, killing some male wolven. Cotl was happy to see that it was a fellow coyote, and my, was she beautiful, her sitting there, the moon hitting her fur in a way that was exotic, and the thick air of blood was intoxicating. A devious smile found his maw. Long live die 'yotes. the male spoke as he dismounted his steed and twitched his neck to the right, and his bi colored orbs sat on the woman. -NYEH- dis vould make ein beautiful painting, ja? the male spoke, a cock of his pierced brow being offered as he inched closer, for what reason Cotl himself did not know. He was interested to see who this wolf killer was.

His shackles raised excitedly as he stood there in front of the blood bathed beauty. Mein namen ist Cotl Ulrich. Imaginifer auf Inferni. Vho might you be? the male would ask of the woman.

Cotl Speaks

Aislin de la Croix · 08-10-2010, 09:27 AM

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Thank you mah love! <3

Red eyes were still ablaze with fury as she munched on the flesh of the wolf that had attacked her. Blood splattered most of her face and chest, as well as staining what used to be pristine white fur upon her paws. The red liquid trickled down her chin and slowly dripped back into the blood that began to pool around her. Her mind was still partially blank as instinct overrode everything else unable to think clearly about anything. But, as that died down, the voice in her head came back. What to do next? Should she bother burying the remains? Nah, that would be too much work and really, she did not respect the wolf that had attacked her all too much at this point in order to give him a proper burial.

The de la Croix girl basked in the light of the moonlight once she finished eat, every so often pressing her muzzle into the tender flesh to take another sniff or bite. It was intoxicating the way the wolf's blood tasted and it was that that had drove her into her frenzy, he first blood he spilled had made her mad with pleasure. Her eyes sought for any bit of life that may have been left in him, but there was none. That was when her large black ears twitched atop her head when the sound of something large approached and caught her ear. Maybe if she were in the right state of mind she might have been a little embarrassed at being so dirty and caked with blood, but in this moment she hardly could care.

His words tickled her ears, dipped in a heavy accent she did not know. European more than likely from the tinge in it. It definitely was not anywhere around here. She liked it though and that caused a small smile to spread across her features as she glanced up to the male. Aislin bounced up to her paws before turning to him, still not responding as she attempted to figure out just what he was. Friend? Enemy? Wolf? Hybrid? Her mind was swimming with questions. One was answered though within the instant. Cotl Ulrich. Her eyes watched his face for any sign of aggression before she decided things seemed safe enough as she backed over her kill.

"Aislin de la Croix," she spoke uneasily, eying him for a moment as she wondered what this male wanted with her. She was too tired from her previous fight to take him on as well. Her muscles were shaking as she even made any effort to stand, wanting to collapse beside her kill and sleep for forever. Instead, she decided to be polite and entertain this male for just a bit longer.

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Cotl · 08-10-2010, 10:06 PM

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OOC here: this post is full of suckage. i'm so sorry.

The leather chuffed male receded onto his four legs, he would not change into his secui, nor lupus in front of this woman, because he barely favored anyone enough to show the two forms to, and only would use such forms when it was most convenient. Instead, the luperci stood on his fours, the male's ridge standing on edge, not from aggression, just an excitement that there was blood here, and a coyote woman. Cotl whipped his tail in the air over his back, a playful way. A rumble moved from his throat, his bi-colored orbs contracting to show something primal in the beast. The male crept forward, large pierced ears pointed towards her, a grin on his face as he inched forward, an edge to his stance that was slightly weird, a wicked grin falling upon the ebon lips of the Imaginifer. Cotl had a natural wickedness to him that seemed to intensify for a moment as his lips would twitch. She spoke her name, a twitch of those tall ears would verify that the German would take in the name. He nodded his head just once, a blink of his eyes would also help in the point.

vhat'd he dos? -FUCKBITCH- Vrong place vrong time? the wicked grin sat on the maw of the male, his tail still whipping in the air behind him, his nose going to the bloodied ground for a moment, before he would let his gaze fall back on the yote. Luperci? he asked, his throat clearing as he finished speaking.

Cotl Speaks

Aislin de la Croix · 08-10-2010, 10:25 PM

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Tis okay! Big Grin <3

Aislin watched him, her curiosity flaring as she took in his strong coyote scent that he carried with him. Her mind swam once again in thoughts that she was unsure of everything was too thrown together to make sense of anything she was thinking. So, instead she gave her head a shake to clear her thoughts and shifted her gaze and thoughts upon the male that had came before her. There was no aggression in his stance at all, instead he appeared more playful as he approached her. Aislin took a cautious step backwards because she still did not feel trusting of this male at all. It could be a mean trick.

A moment passed and a blank look turned into confusion as he spoke, her ears twitching at the strange accent he carried. Something came out mid-sentence that made her snort and give her head a shake. It was strange, but maybe a nervous twitch like one of the male's she had met long ago; so the girl quickly moved on and ignored it. Confusion clouded her eyes as she wondered what he was talking about, then she looked down at the wolf at her feet as if she had forgotten about it already. Oh. Red eyes remained on the wolf as she remembered what she had just done. The youth remained quiet for another moment, her crimson orbs not leaving the slayed wolf below her.

"I was hungry. He made me mad," she said simply, eyes turning back up as she blinked a few times at him in confusion, unsure of how to respond to his playful stance. This was something she was not used to - playfulness - actually, she was completely unaccustomed to it as she watched him blankly waiting for an explanation of such behavior. His next words made her tilt her head in question. "What is Luperci?" she asked, having never heard the proper name for it. She always referred to it as simply shifting. This new word sounded foreign on her tongue, but she was willing to let the male explain.

The bloodlust ebbed away as she shifted into a half crouch, legs folded beneath her ready to spring out of the way. Her tail was curled about her side, wrapped around her leg as she watched him curiously. A hint of amusement played across her features as she watched this strange male creep up to her on four legs when he clearly was in his shifted form meant for two. She watched, waited, examining his every move as she awaited answers.

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Cotl · 08-16-2010, 06:39 PM

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OOC: You see, i had a post for you all shiny and ready to go, but it would seem that FF is a fucking asshole and failed on me. +3

The woman would tell him that he made her angry and she was hungry, so she devoured him, but this was not before she would look down with a confused stare and then all of a sudden figure out what he was talking about. Cotl smiled devilishly as he stood there on his fours, tail wagging in the air as he listened to her words. He couldn't tell her why he was wagging his tail, or why his shackles and ridge would stand up in his optime form, for he did not know himself of why this weird excitement was in his gut. Bi-colored orbs would flicker in the moonlight's light as he looked at the woman. Gut enoughs fur mich. the male spoke, shrugging his broad shoulders. The woman would then ask him what Luperci was. He wouldn't realize that others probably didn't know the technical term for it, until after the woman would give him a confused look and then ask what he was talking about with her quiet voice of hers. Cotl would stand up on his hinds, like he was supposed to. Like mich?-NYEH- the man would ask the woman as he put his hand on his own chest. He stood there on his hinds for the moment, just looking down at her and her coyote form. She looked tired, not willing to fight another battle.

Dere's ein 'yote clan close by. You'd be safe dere if somes volves comes -FICK-to gets revenges on dheir buddies dere. the man spoke to the woman, pointing his head back to the north. Ich kann takes you, if you vould likes. the male would offer, for what reason, because she was a coyote, and the clan could always use coyotes. He didn't know if it would be a good idea, since she had been merciless with this wolf, if she would mind the wolf-yotes that were in charge of Inferni, or if she would mind the new Outsider wolf, but if she didn't like it she could always leave. Or never join. Maybe Cotl was making a mistake for extending an arm out to a wolf murderer that nobody had any ties with in Inferni. Cotl didn't think he was doing anything that any other Inferni yote would do. Technically, they all were murderers for the war that they fought in. Cotl probably set many bodies on fire when he had been involved with the Dahlian fire. He was the one who was holding the Molotov cocktails and throwing them at the buildings that would have residents. the bastard.

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