[M] A night to forget (Tito)

Amaterasu Franklin · 07-03-2011, 09:10 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It will contain drinking and graphic sexual content later on in the thread. Reader discretion is advised.

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Date: Forward dated to July 15th

Setting: The AniWayan border

Time: Around 8 o clock in the evening

Character Form: Optime

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Since her reunion with Leon things had gotten a little better in her life; things did not seem nearly as hard now. She had some friends within the pack and they had been great; helping her through her rough time and actually made her feel wanted after she had felt useless for so very long. Sure it would take her some time to finally start getting over what she had been through, but this was a step in the right direction. And yet despite the fact that she had been horribly violated in a very scaring way, a deep part of her was starting to miss the sensual touch of a man or woman. Not that she would ever allow another male to touch her again in that way for a long time; no if there was ever a male she would allow to mate her ever again it was going to be Leon. The way that he had made loved to her had nearly ruined her for other wolves, as tacky as that might have sounded in her head. She was so conflicted that she could not even confide in Leon, and that really said quite a bit about her troubles.

After spending the afternoon with him at the stables, just so she could watch him take care of the horses and watch them run around to make her feel better. She stopped by his place and borrowed a bottle of alcohol, just so she could spend some time to drink her troubles away for a few hours. She was no stranger but if she got hammered enough then she would not remember the rest of the night; even a hangover was welcomed at this point in her life. Bottle clutched to her furry white chest as she headed to the borders, just so she would not be interrupted by anyone she wondered what her friends were doing this evening. Ralla and Ayasha were most likely spending quality mother and daughter time; a time that she would never dare intrude on no matter how lonely she was. Pushing the sad thoughts from her mind as she neared the border, looking forwards to getting drunk off her furry rump and not even worried about the hangover that was sure to come the next morning. So many things that she wished to put past her this night, so desperate that she had to turn to her old friend the bottle.

Out all alone sitting on a fallen tree with her tail slumped on it, bottle open and she about to take her first swig of it. Half an hour had passed and a little bit of the bottle was empty and she was already starting to giggle just a little bit. She was a bit of a lightweight and she knew that for sure, but she was already starting to feel much better the drunker and drunker she became. By now her ears were perked up and her tail was wagging happily, troubles were already gone from her mind for the moment. She did not have a care in the world as she took another swig at her alcohol, feeling light headed now. And as she got drunker she got friendlier and friendlier, pretty much meaning that any advances would be met with her flirting with whoever she wished. The old Amaterasu was pretty much back for the night and any male wolf who came upon her would get a night of crazy sex that she would not remember the next morning. Her deeply missed feeling of a mans touch was back, and she really wanted to satisfy it.

Tito Monrow · 07-05-2011, 06:36 PM

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The wolf had a horrible case of wanderlust. Though he was becoming quite fond of the sense of security he felt while being within 'his' pack lands, his yearning overwrote all of that. He was still confused about whether he was owned by the name, or if he owned a small piece of the Cercatori d'Arte lands.

His method of transportation was, of course, his carriage. At the moment, it seemed to be the only place that would fit him. He had not seen many non-portable homes during his life time.. But then again, he tended to avoid cities and such. He had stumbled upon pack lands that withheld homes.. But alas, he could not get very close to them for fear of getting a very 'unfriendly' greeting.

Tito was startled, causing him to yank on the reigns a bit harder then he intended to. He had knew that the scent of new lands would occur soon. But the smell was not what caught him off guard. He opened his eyes wider, observing the beautiful fey that was laying down not to far away. Now he had a decision. Should he approach and risk getting in trouble by the pack, or keep his distance and miss out on possible free love? The male hopped from the carriage, making his way towards the female. "Miss?" He said, eying the bottle of liquor near her.

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Amaterasu Franklin · 07-06-2011, 10:29 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It will contain drinking and graphic sexual content later on in the thread. Reader discretion is advised.

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Date: Forward dated to July 15th

Setting: The AniWayan border

Time: Around 8 o clock in the evening

Character Form: Optime

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OOC/458 words

Amaterasu was a very troubled young woman and despite all of that she had been able to keep herself going. Though lately it had been harder and harder for her to put on a brave face, and in light of all that had occurred in the few past months. In AniWaya her emotions had come out even more and she had already confided in a few of her pack mates. Knowing that she had some friends had made the sting less severe but none the less things were still rough with her. No one had ever seen the scars underneath her fur and she would not be inclined to show them off to anyone any time soon in the near or distant future. She had brought her rape to light but Leon still did not know about it; she had asked Songan to keep it quiet after all. Things were going to get worse before they got better; but she could not really imagine how things could get any worse for her. That was how she had gotten to the border this night; a bottle of whiskey in hand and she was going to drink until she passed out. It was not good for her but then again she did not really care.

It was late at night and odds were that most of her pack mates where already asleep; otherwise she would have most likely been called a drunk and a bad influence. Then again with what she had gone through she figured that she was entitled to drink on occasion whenever no one else was around. She was already giggling a little and was already feeling tipsy; yeah she had to admit that she was a feather weight when it came to her booze. Sitting on the log she swayed around a little bit; just hoping that if she fell off the log it would not hurt her until tomorrow morning. Well that and she hoped that none of her pack pates found her hung over like this; yeah that would have been very embarrassing to her. Lost in her drunken thoughts and with her dull senses that there would be no way to know that someone was approaching the pack borders. Things always seemed to happen whenever she was not expecting it and well they always seemed to be happening to her for that matter. The sound of an approaching carriage was unheard by her; as was the smell of an approaching male wolf. Golden eyes looked up and she grinned a little; it seems that another handsome male was approaching her. “Yes, can I help you handsome?” she said in a somewhat drunken slur before she giggled again as she tried to stand up.

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