feed on the lies

Artemis Marino · 03-28-2011, 12:58 AM

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Her anger had not diminished at all, but she was isolating herself still, more than she had been isolated during her long slumber and the weeks that followed. It was safer that way; she was safer that way. No… Everyone else in the pack was safer that way. Artemis could feel the anger coursing through her blood, the sounds of it pounding in her ears. She was so close to snapping; she had multiple times. Each time, she pulled back in one herself and hushed those feelings, bottling the emotion deep inside. It was not healthy, but she felt safer that way. She had snapped at animals and birds without provocation, and she wanted to stay away from everyone she loved. The young silver girl did not want to snap when she was around her family. It was not like her to spend all of her time alone, but it was safer for everyone around her.

It was common knowledge in the pack now that Denali had been murdered by a woman who then joined Crimson Dreams, but Artemis did not believe it. There was no way that her best friend and brother could be dead, murdered after he had run away because of her accident. Denali was not dead. He would come home soon, the young Marino knew. Maybe he had just wanted to go look for his birth parents or to go on an adventure. Artemis hated the idea that he was gone and having fun without her, but the idea was much more ideal than the one the pack seemed to have that he was dead. He could not be. Denali would come home soon and everything would be normal again. The frail girl threw a stone into her reflection on the lake with all of her might. “He’s not dead!” she yelled at the rippling image of the silver Dreamer. Denali simply couldn’t be dead. It didn’t make sense.

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Cypress · 04-04-2011, 04:39 PM

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Cyps in lupus.

The lake had always been one of Cypress' favorite places. Anu had brought her boys out on several occasions to play along lake shore and splash in the shallows when they had been younger. Where he learned that trying to catch frogs often ended with a nose full of water. Though the lake had lost much of its charm once the seasons turned colder. The frogs disappeared, and many of the birds as well. Once it's surface froze solid and he could no longer even just sit and watch the ripples cross its surface caused by the wind he hadn't bothered to visit it's shores at all. This winter season had been full of turmoil and torment for the pack of Dreamers. The days were becoming longer again, and warmer. With the return of all things green and the migratory animals that had vanished he hoped they would bring back the simpler times he remember from his puppyhood. When Crimson Dreams had been known to him as nothing more than a safe haven. A place he though safe from such misfortunes as those recently suffered.

He had become lost in his thoughts as he had walked along the shore. He had quickly concluded that the frogs had returned yet; the waters still far to cold for the amphibious creatures. So he was caught complete by surprise by the near by splash caused by the stone Artemis had chunked into the lakes mirrored surface followed by her voice. He stood still, frozen in his tracks and unsure what he should do. He felt like he was intruding, knowing that if it were him, he would wish to be alone during such a moment. He was feet from her, but should he say something? Let her at least know he was standing there or would she be upset that he had witnessed the scene? Everyone knew Denali was dead, that evil Nuki had even admitted to it from what he had heard. "Its not you fault, you know." He had finally come to the decision to speak and took a few more steps to shrink the gap between them.

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Artemis Marino · 04-04-2011, 11:25 PM

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wotd: dapple.

The approach was not missed, as the dappled silver girl had grown more alert and aware of her surroundings in recent weeks, catching the slightest movement or sound as it happened. She did not turn to look at the son of her mother's best friend as he came closer; she had nothing to say to him or to anyone else. Artemis was doing everything in her power to avoid speaking to anyone or interacting with them in any way, for fear of hurting them in some way. The turmoil beneath her skin frightened her so, and she did not know what she was capable of. Physically, it was not likely to be much, given her continued weakened state, but she knew sharp words clung to her tongue and the roof of her mouth, waging war on her teeth to let them past the only barrier stopping them.

Suddenly, though, the silver-painted girl turned sharply. Eyes that were once such a soft baby blue to match her father's, now a hardened and angry gaze of cerulean, narrowed as she looked over the boy that had spoken to her as if... as if he knew anything. Cypress dared to say something like that? "What isn't my fault?" she snapped sharply. If he was like the rest of the pack, he believed Denali to be dead. Artemis seemed to be the only one who would not fall for such wretched lies spilled from the maw of a twisted female who only wanted to cause harm with the lies she spread like the flames of the strongest fire.

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Cypress · 04-16-2011, 12:20 PM

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short and fail x.x

He had just been trying to help. He could have, and apparently should have, just walked away and left her to brood alone by the shore. For his only reward for his offered words of comfort was born in anger as she spun to face him. Blue eyes, not unlike his own carried an all too familiar flame. Though he had never seen the anger that was frequent to burn in his own eyes he could still recognize it staring back at him. He looked back at her a moment, confused by the contempt in her voice and the way in which she looked at him. What had he said that was so wrong? Huffing, he looked away from her, past her and out across the water.

"Denali." he said plainly, or so he tried though his tone was heavy with sadness. "It's not you fault that..that he is gone." He glanced back at the silver fem, ignoring the anger in her eyes, his own offered only a look understanding. Dead, he hadn't been able to say it. It was hard to swallow. It had been bad enough when everyone thought he had just run away. He had been Cypress' friend too, after all. There wasn't anyone that wasn't hurt by the news in the pack of dreamers. And now he would never be coming back.

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Artemis Marino · 04-18-2011, 02:12 PM

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The silver girl was unable to recognize the corybantic anger she was feeling for what it truly could be, and as such, she was not concerned about what she may say or even do in this given situation. A foreign emotion to her, it was unrestrained and frenzied anger. She had never felt such things and she had never witnessed them, for her parents had never shown them and neither had any other Dreamer in her presence. Now, though, Artemis did not understand and she did not wish to. The anger hurt her, but it was better than feeling guilty and sad.

"Of course it is, my fall scared him into running off. He'll come back soon and then I'll have to cuff him for not taking me on his adventure is all," she said, her tone simple but the anger saturated through them. Artemis had felt guilty and she still did, but the anger had replaced it almost completely. Soon she would have her best friend back and she could prove to everyone that they had been too quick to assume. She only hoped that it wouldn't hurt Denali too much that they all thought he was dead. Artemis didn't; she knew he wasn't.

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Cypress · 04-26-2011, 11:12 AM

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sorry Cyps own anger hasn't gotten worked up yet, but I'm sure Artie can snap at him pretty good now.

It really wasn't all that surprising that Artemis was upset. Not after everything that had happened. He couldn't imagine what it must be like to sleep for weeks, unable to wake. It would be hard enough to accept the little changes that could happen in that time, but Artemis had awaken to find her brother, her best friend gone. Dead. Cypress felt he could relate on some level though. Alder had also left the pack, though he was only across the rolling expanse of Shiloh Hills. Still Cypress missed him, even if he wouldn't admit to it. He too had yet to even acknowledge his own guilt for Alder's departure. It was perhaps a bit foolish of him to think it was at all similar to Artemis might be feeling.

It was only natural that he had assumed that she knew, and accepted the truth. Even though the signs of her denial were there he was unable to grasp that she really thought Denali was alive. His brow knitted in confusion at her words. "No, Missa," he said, shaking his head before meeting those raging blue eyes with his calmer soy blue."He's not coming back. No one can come back from..from death." He tone was firm. At least it had started that way, though it faulted at the end and he found he had to look away. She needed to accept it.

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Artemis Marino · 05-17-2011, 10:35 PM

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Sorry for the wait, won't be as slow this time!

Though it had quicly become common knowledge to the members of the pack of Dreamers that Denali had been murdered by a woman who had later joined their ranks, only to attack more of their members, this was something Artemis did not accept. She could not accept it. It was not as simple as denial, but it went deeper even, and she truly did not believe that he was dead. It was not a matter of it being easier to believe he was alive somewhere; she truly believed it.

The thick fur on the back of her neck bristled at the tone he used when speaking to her then. It was patronizing, condescending. No. The way he said it made her so angry that she almost did not listen to the sentence that followed, but the contents of it were clear. Cypress, too, believed that Denali had been murdered. The boy before her believed that her brother and best friend was dead. "No," the Italian girl sneered. "He isn't dead! You're just as stupid as everyone else if you believe he is!" Her hands balled into fists on the ground on either side of her.

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Cypress · 05-23-2011, 10:43 AM

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no worries<3, life happens.

For the rest of the pack there was no doubt what Denali’s fate had been. It wasn’t without heavy hearts that they had accepted such a truth, but they had come to accepted it none the less. Was it because she had slumbered so long that Artemis seemed to refuse the idea completely? The sable boy tried to keep in mind everything the silver Marino had been through to keep from snapping back at her, but as she bristled at his words, once again spatting back in his face, he felt the tingle of hair raising along his own spine. The beginnings of a frustrated growl resonated in his chest, the tone deep and low, lacking in volume and force. His blue eyes now mirroring her anger, though far less intense than that which showed in the eyes of the Dreamer princess. He had only been trying to comfort her, to help her understand. Why was she acting like this? He had done nothing to deserve this from her. The bubbling of anger in his chest grew stronger. ”Stupid?! I’m the stupid one? I’m not the one that fell from the roof!” His snide tone matching Artemis’. The words flew from his tongue without thought, for if he had thought one second about what he was about to say he would have thought better of it. Now said, there was nothing he could do to bring them back. Hot anger would block the guilt he should feel, at least until it had cooled.

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Artemis Marino · 05-28-2011, 03:35 PM

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Since it was supposed to end with them kind of laughing...ish, maybe he can laugh because of the ridiculousness of this and then she'll end up laughing? Or whatever works. xD PP approved through pm, yes? c: 300+

Waking from her prolonged period of sleep had been terrible for the girl, and it had been awful enough to know that her best friend was gone from the pack lands. When he had been simply missing, unfound after weeks of searching, she had become certain that he would return sooner or later. Artemis had been sad for weeks because of her fall and his absence, but the anger had finally settled into her when everyone began to speak of his death. Denali wasn't dead, of that she was certain, and it angered her to know that everyone believed it. They all had to be stupid.

His growl was ignored, hardly noticed by the silver-painted princess of the Dreamers. Artemis had become immune to the anger of others, unmoved by the pain they might show in the face of her own. The boy's words, however, were not able to be ignored. Shock, indignation, rage. All were emotions that flashed in her dangerous gaze as she processed the words he spat at her in return. Cypress was calling her stupid for her accident, something that shouldn't have even happened in the first place. The anger she felt was different now, hatred for the problems in her life turning to a hatred for the boy suddenly.

So she slapped him.

The contact was barely anything, the frail girl having little strength in her entire body. Her muscles lacked use, and despite having been awake for some time now, she had not been eating well and had not tried to make her muscles accustomed to use again. She stared in shock at him, surprise etched in her features, as if she did not know who had slapped him. It hadn't been her, had it? Artemis did not recall doing it, but it had been her own slender hand that had made such light contact with his cheek.

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Cypress · 06-14-2011, 03:19 PM

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Cypress was not one to be mean simply for the fun of it. He did not take pleasure in the pain of others, but he had not yet learned to hold his tongue against words spoken in anger. The day would come when he would realize that those were the words most often regretted. There had been no true meaning behind the words. It was his anger's own reaction to insult suffered from the others harsh words and attitude. It had only seemed natural to lash back at her. There was a sense of victory in the boy as her eyes changed from anger, flooding with new and different emotions. The beginninngs of a smirk began to pull at his lips feeling as if he had bested the sharp tongued princess at last. As if it had all been nothing but a contest of words. His youthful mind quickly forgetting the sensitivity of the argument and that at first he had only wanted to comfort and sooth the silver Dreamer's own anger.

A silver hand struck the dark earthen hues of his face and Cypress merely stared back rather shocked with his mouth agape. After a stunned moment his jaws snapped shut with a click and his eyes fell away as he choked back a deeper, more ominous growl. The hair along his shoulders and neck still standing rigid. It wasn't as if it had hurt, though there was a mild stinging sensation to his cheek. It was enough for the youth to understand that he had taken things too far. "I'm sorry Missa...I did mean it." His head was hung rather low but his eyes dared to search for hers. He was sorry and had he thought he would not have spoken them at all. "You know..", he added a small smile creeping across his face, "you hit like a girl." There was a slight chuckle to his voice as he hoped to change the whole mood and topic of it all. There really was no need for them to be angry at each other. Was there?

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Artemis Marino · 07-11-2011, 05:05 PM

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Since she had awoken from her prolonged sleep, Artemis had gone through a series of extreme moods and the anger was one she had become so familiar with as of late. The young silver princess had snapped at pack mates and strangers alike, throwing words at them like the worst type of weapon. She had been insulted back and nothing had ever been resolved, of course, but the tempered words had fueled her.

Never before had she attempted to hurt someone physically, though. A look of shock and surprise met her own, but she could see the anger beneath it, the natural response, and for a moment, she worried he might bite her in response. Instead, he apologized. Regret filled her soft blue eyes as she shook her head. "I'm sorry, that was..." That was... what, exactly? Uncalled for? Awful? Stupid? All of the above fit.

A nervous laugh escaped her then. Maybe if she had not allowed herself to fall into such a state of weakness it might have actually done something, but then, she was glad it hadn't. "Yeah... Yeah, I do."

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Cypress · 07-20-2011, 02:13 PM

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Sorry it’s so short, end soon? and I’d love another!! Also just let me know if you want that last bit changed c:

The silver girl had had every right to strike him. His words had been uncalled for. They had been hurtful and in the moment that they had left his tongue he had meant them to be. Sure, he had quickly regretted them, even before her hand struck his cheek. Two wrongs did not make a right perhaps, but at least it made them even. It seemed fair enough in the mind of the blue eyed boy. He shook his head as she started to apologize. ”You shouldn’t be..” He had deserved and with his hurtful words he had asked for as much. It would perhaps only be more fair if the strike had had more of a sting behind it.

Able to make her laugh, though it was as whole hearted as he hoped it might be, his own smile grew. The black tip of his tail twitching in the starting of a wag. On impulse the boy stepped forward and gave the dreaming princess a gentle nudge on the cheek. Followed by a quick lick of his tongue. ”We good?” He asked as pulled back, sitting on his haunches. He assumed that they had moved beyond the little tiff, but he wanted to be sure. He’s actions were nothing more than a jester of comfort and understanding. Yet they left the boy feeling more confused than that and he tried to ignore the burning he felt in his cheeks as he looked across his nose to Missa’s blue eyes.

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Artemis Marino · 07-29-2011, 03:00 PM

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c: We can close this up~ And yes, we need a happier thread! <3

The dappled girl of silver would never have thought herself capable of hitting someone, and though she hardly thought it counted with how pathetic and weak it had been, the intention had been there. Unbridled anger had driven her to strike another. She was embarrassed by the action, and she sincerely hoped this wouldn't get back to either of their mothers. Artemis shook her head half-heartedly as he denied her apology; they could stand there for hours going back and forth but it would do no good for either of them.

Warmth spread over her face from the spot where his tongue had brushed her fur and she nodded, soft blue eyes searching his, such a similar color. "We're good," she said, a small smile adorning her features, the expression foreign to the girl as of late.

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