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Alaki · 03-23-2011, 05:19 PM

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OOC Ending:Ty won; simply out of experience and due to the fact he pulled a dirty trick (like throwing sand in Alaki's face). No permanent wounds.

Here we go ^^
Word Count: 578
Back Dated: 14.03.11 (Morning)
Location: Ethereal Eclipse

Bloodlust; something he’d grown up hearing about in whispered voices, as if by talking about it aloud disaster would befall the speaker. The young Dasa had learned about it during his short time with his father, but never truly believed it would ever apply to him. Maybe that was the case for everyone? Until something bad actually happens, they believe themselves to be immune or an exception to the rule or truth.

The harsh reality was that bloodlust is real, and it can happen, and it did happen.

His second confrontation with J’Adore had left him on edge; never before had he felt such urge to attack and even kill someone as he had then. Even scarier, was the fact that he hadn’t attacked out of anger nor a need for revenge; he simply wanted to kill, to taste the blood of the one before him, to know that he was stronger and he was the one who killed the tan male, the victory, to relish in the adrenaline and illusion of dominance by taking a life. For a passing moment, he had truly felt pleasure at the thought of killing the male, and no doubt would have continued onto doing so if he had not been stopped. Thank god Liev intervened.

Time had passed since that incident and still the emotions he felt at the time haunted him. Yet, it wasn’t just the fact that he’d nearly killed J’Adore that scared him; it was the fact that he’d never considered himself to be such a threat. Sure, he messed around and picked fights and here and there. Most definitely, he was capable and had been taught to kill, but had he killed before? No.

Yet, knowing the extent of his fragile mental state, it still hadn’t occurred to him that one day he may snap and kill someone; even if normally he would never go to such lengths. If I would kill for pleasure and fun, if I can snap just like that… A shudder rippled through him. Then I’m a danger to all those around me?

A dark eyebrow twitched in irritation and eventually he shook away the memories. Why are they suddenly haunting me out of the blue? Steps came to a halt as the male stopped to take in his surroundings; all around him was lush vegetation. Trees that seemed to reach for the heavens despite the truth that they wee no way near such a feat. By his.. questionable calculations he believed himself to be in the place referred to as ethereal eclipse; a fair distance away from home. Not that I’m quite clearly avoiding returning or anything.

Only yesterday had he been teasing the strange female he had encountered and making life changing decisions. Now that those decisions were made he’d started walking… in the complete opposite direction to where he should be heading.

Maybe it was the fact he knew he was running away from the daunting task he had to face back home or the memories of fighting that filled his head; either way he was irritable, hot and in a fowl mood. In short; charming company.

Gently, he moved a hand across the bark of a nearby tree, his hand silently fell away to his side. Nature filled this area; so untouched and peaceful. Sighing, he slouched down and leant his back against the tree; resting his aching legs for a short moment before he continued on his way.

Ty Trenton Nasphrite · 04-18-2011, 02:52 AM

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Wow, I COMPLETELY forgot about this, I'm so sorry! DDDD: WC: 445

A scarred and bruised Ty now found himself lumbering his way back towards Phoenix Valley after a string of rather poor events. Not only had he been turned down by the woman he loved, but he had recently been attacked by a rather angry coyote when he trespassed in Inferni on accident. He had been laying low in the territories until his scars healed, now leaving impressions only on his mind as he made his way to Phoenix Valley.

Ty understood what he had done to Pontiac, he had hurt her and she was only returning the favor, but it still stung all the same. Out of all the things he never thought he would do, he found himself on the edge of Anathema borders asking his old love for forgiveness and a second chance, a humiliating situation to begin with. Unlike what Ty predicted, she did not take him back, she refused him, instead giving him something new to think about. The orange brute's lips curled back into a growl at himself from what she said; he had to forgive himself for what he had done. Those words echoed in his mind again and again, haunting him ever since he left Anathema, ringing in his ears every time he closed his eyes; and he growled because he knew she was right.

Now Ty was trekking home with a bitter twitch to his step, the recent occurring had tuned his usual calm demeanor into a uncomfortable scowl. His bruises hurt, his pride hurt, his mind hurt thinking over what had gone wrong, everything simply hurt Ty. He wanted to just get home, go to his comfortable cave, curl up and sleep this whole thing off.

Of course, this was not the case obviously, as Ty was about to get himself into another unfortunate scuffle. His loss of concentration caused him to wander into the path of another wolf, a wolf who was just as lost in thought as he was. However, when he came across Alaki, he did something he probably should have been smart enough to avoid. His eyes darted up when the wolf's scent crossed his nose, and he gave an unfriendly scowl at Alaki. No words, no threats, just a scowl. He had not meant to send such a menacing glare at Alaki, but his encounter with Pontiac had caused Ty to simply be angry at everyone, including any random wolf. Of course, Ty did not realize the intensity of the glare he had given Alaki and walked on as if nothing had happened., his legs continuing to push his muscled frame along the grassy plains to his homeland.

Alaki · 04-30-2011, 11:50 AM

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Out of Character

Coding by Sie.

WC:378 - Post fail x.x Sorry about the delay, my muse decided to disappear for abit ¬.¬

In Character

Another approached, which was just his luck. No matter how much he tried and how much he desired it, he had found it near impossible to be alone when he wanted to be. There was always a curious passerby, a nosy packs mate, an irritating pup. Again and again, whenever he sought solitude he encountered another instead. Irritation seared through him and he clamped his mouth shut, grinding his teeth together a little.

Lifting his head, he stared straight at the strange wolf that had walked upon his path. An unfortunate encounter for both parties no doubt, for the young Dasa was in no mood nor state of mind to watch his manners. Blue eyes narrowed as the other scowled at him; trust me, I don’t like the sight of you all that much either.

Yet, instead of saying the words he simply smirked at the other, amused by his own lack of luck. His mind was cast back to the encounter with J’Adore; both males had been in a bad mood and had taken it out on each other. Temptation lay, as he considered attacking the other in an attempt to lift his darkening mood.

Before he had a chance to think through the pros and cons of such a move, his eyes caught the others as he was walking on. So you scowl at me and think you can walk away without a scratch, huh? The others complete disregard of him ignited his competitive side and racked on his pride. He did not like being ignored.

Pulling his Katana free from it’s sheath, he placed his hands and held the weapon to his side in an attempt to mimic what he’d seen in the books. Pulling himself up to his full height, he silently scanned the surrounding area, noting a reasonable size rock. Moving so that the rock was in front of him, he pulled his leg back and hit the stone, sending it flying in the direction of the unknown male who was walking away from him.

“Now, now. Didn’t your mum teach you to mind your manners? Scowling at strangers can have dangerous side effects you know?” his voice was low and menacing, his words taunting the other in hope of starting a fight.

Ty Trenton Nasphrite · 05-07-2011, 05:54 AM

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No problem, we all have those pesky muse problems now and again. Big Grin WC: 460

If Ty had been any more lost in his own mind, he would have paid no attention to what the other wolf was doing. However, Ty had learned this mistake once already, so when the rock sailed by his head, Ty had already begun to theorize the other wolf had not taken his glance kindly. As the rock bounced to a halt Ty halted in his tracks, leaving a long pause before he reacted to the motion. Slowly Ty turned on his heel to face the new adversary, greeted by the black dog's cold steel and menacing glare facing him down. He could only meet the wolf's ferocity with a stare of his own, his golden-blue pools boring holes into the wolf standing before him.

Unintimidated by the wolf's words, Ty looked the swordsman up and down, trying to size up Alaki's abilities. The other wolf was obviously younger than him, his arrogant attitude said that much from the beginning, so that could only point to inexperience. The fact he was wielding a sword with such uneasy mimicry affirmed that assumption, it was clear by the way he held it this wolf was not trained in such a weapon. However, the scars on his face meant this wolf would not be all bark by any means. The other wolf had some experience in combat, and the muscle tone meant this would not be a wolf he could beat by sheer athleticism either.

Ty's scarred visage slowly morphed and bent into an impressed grin. Although this could easily be talked out peacefully, Ty had absolutely no interest in doing so after assessing Alaki's talents. By the words and weapons alone Ty came to the quick conclusion that fighting him would be way more fun than solving the confrontation diplomatically. He had always been one to enjoy a good fight, and a wolf like the one standing before him could offer a good challenge, maybe even beat him. He could not let a challenge like this pass him up even if he wanted to. He was a man, and as a man he could never turn down a good scrap, even if his life was on the line. That attitude would probably get Ty killed one day, perhaps he would find himself dead at the hands of this young wolf today, but at least it would be better than dying of old age.

"Oh, and I'm sure you're going to teach me some manners with that over-sized metal toothpick of yours?" Ty asked the black wolf with a chuckle. He cracked his knuckles with anticipation as he continued to goad the black wolf into the fight. "Well give it your best shot, friend, unless you're afraid of gaining a few extra scars."

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