11-04-2007, 03:21 PM
Lucifer:This was his lands, well not really but he had been here for a while and it was starting to feel like home, it was home. Luicfer now needed Shadow, and Noah there and it would be blissful, it would be a pack full of his family members. Though if his mom was still around it would have been grand to have her, though he would like to have his mother in the pack, he was sure that her pride was to much for her to come in as a lower ranking member of the pack and work all the way up again, but he was sure that when she was ready that she would make her move, who was to say that one day down the road she wouldn't make her own?
Though it wasn't his job the male was out in the pack lands scouting, and making sure there was no other pack that where coming into the borders. He wasn't going to let a war start with his family living so close to where they called home, and rested there heads. The black boy walked around, the fog was something that he had learned to live with, his sent was even starting to smell like the muggy lands...he was a pack member....he was in a family.
Soarn: Soran brushed a stray lock of hair from her jade eyes, she tucked it behind her pointed ear, smiling as her long fingers brushed against the cold silver of her hooped earrings there. She stroked her fingers over her tattoo, she had done a good job of shaving the fur from it again, even if she did say so herself, the jade and scarlet hues shone brightly in the light, they made her smile, it reminded her of a better time, a time where she had learnt that she was much stronger than she thought, perhaps she needed to go back to that time. She needed to remember what she had been, a huntress, a warrior and fiercly protective of those she loved, the stroner side of the ebony lady was still there, it was just buried under layers of self-loathing and guilt, the dark fae needed to find herself again, she needed to remember, it had been a long time since she had been truely herself.
And so Soran had spent several days remembering, she had gone back to times when she had been happy, when she had been her stronger self, most of the memories were tainted with pain, Iikka, Becca, Deuce, Conri and Summer... when the ebony lady had been with her pale lady she had truley been herself, when her first love had died she had never quite been the same, it was something she had only just noted, but it was true, a lot of what she had done since then had been affected by her lady's death, even now there were still reminders of that time, there was still evidence that some of her actions were driven by grief.
The slender fae was thinking about this as she walked, her muscles rippling and shifting under her dark pelt as she did so. She looked around as she went, casually checking for food as she did so, her jade eyes scanning the surroundings for any small animals that she could capture quickly and eat. But there was no luck in that, so with a sigh she continued walking towards the packlands, she had spent the morning out in the old Syemv lands, remembering, now she was going back to see her pups. As she arrived at the border, her jade eyes caught the site of a familiar wolf.
"Hello there." She managed to utter as she walked closer to him, the ebony fae was still unsure how to feel towards the dark male, he was Summer's son, and he made Deuce happy, but there was still something about him...
The male hadn't done any thing with the members that was coming to the borders, he wasn't sure if he would know how to deal with them being there. Lucifer wasn't much for talking, thought as a child he would never shut up, he would say what ever when ever. Though now after sending a bigger part of his teenage years alone, and working to feed him-self and make sure that he's able to live to see the next sun rise. Now that he was an adult, he has found him-self trying to not to talk in fear he might upset some one, thought when the male had made the choice to talk it was something that he wanted them to hear.
Seeing the ebony female Lucifer knew that she was some one of his past, the past that he fought with to have clear his mind of, it was the path that laid him down the trail that made him a rapist, made him nothing more then his father's child. There was no love where when it came to the two of them, he wasn't even sure the woman that he called mother still was mad at him for what he had done. Seeing her, he knew that she would want to take his mate away from him, that was not something that he would willing let happen, he was a passive being any more, but not enough to have his lover taken away from him.
"Hello Soran."
It wasn't the warmest greeting he could have giving her, but what should she hope for, after him feeling the threat of his mate being taken away from him, by her.
It was almost amusing to the fae about how closely this dark pair's ties were, their fates were fairly intertwined when examined. Soran had been mates with Lucifer's mother, and oh how she had loved the pale fae, and then the next pallid lady the dark wolf had fallen for had moved her affections to the very same male that Soran had been almost a step-mother to. She wondered for a second if Deuce saw in him what Soran had seen in Summer, if she felt as strongly as Soran had. Perhaps that was it, perhaps there was the same fire, the same spirit residing within the dark male that had lain within his mother. If that was the case then the jade eyed fae could not blame her former lover for being ensnared by that kind of charm.
For a split second Soran wondered if Lucifer remembered her, he had seen her before she had left, but that had been some time ago, she knew that, she had been gone from these lands for far too long, and although the changes to her appearance were subtle, they were still there. And a lot seemed to have happened to her former step-son in the time she was away. There was no need for him to recall her, their meetings since he had been a pup had been few and far between. But the dark pelted fae was wrong, as she approached he replied. There was little warmth in his voice, which was not unexpected, there was sure to be some awkwardness between the pair, they both loved Deuce, there was naturally going to be some problems, after all Soran had not quite forgiven him for taking someone she loved so deeply away from her and making her his own and no doubt he was frightened that Soran would want to steal her back.
Still, despite the fact that he had taken her pale lady from her and that there was still some darkness in his past, there may still be something there, hidden deep within him, Soran had no intentions of appearing rude, there was something of her old self there, and her old self had been unable to abide rudeness of any sort. "Are you well Lucifer? How have you been since we last spoke, it was some time ago I admit." She asked, her voice still soft, still quiet, revealing the caution and wariness she had hoped would remain hidden.
Lucifer: There was that oddness that was between the two, it was like they both had something they wanted to say, but both didn't want to say what they where thinking. Lucifer wasn't about to say that he would kill her if she even dared to touch his mate in any other way then as a pack sister, and if she was to look at her with lust he would have to take her eyes from him, but he didn't. He would respect the leader of the lands and not allow his blind rage to keep the white lady all to him-self.
Dipping his head to her, he didn't allow him-self to push rank over her, he was over her though out of respect of her age, and her poir rank he didn't do it. The black male raised his head back up looking at her, hearing the words pour out of her mouth, really it seemed like she was just doing nothing more then making small talk the male rolled his shoulders back as he sat down with a small movement of his raised shoulders. He really felt like she care one way or the other if his health was well, if he told her he had parvo she would have just probably brushed it to the side and then went about there past.
"I heard Hallow was dead."
He wanted to see where the male laid that had rapped and killed his mother, Lucifer wanted to know that the being that haunted him in his dream was dead, dead and gone.
Though it wasn't his job the male was out in the pack lands scouting, and making sure there was no other pack that where coming into the borders. He wasn't going to let a war start with his family living so close to where they called home, and rested there heads. The black boy walked around, the fog was something that he had learned to live with, his sent was even starting to smell like the muggy lands...he was a pack member....he was in a family.
Soarn: Soran brushed a stray lock of hair from her jade eyes, she tucked it behind her pointed ear, smiling as her long fingers brushed against the cold silver of her hooped earrings there. She stroked her fingers over her tattoo, she had done a good job of shaving the fur from it again, even if she did say so herself, the jade and scarlet hues shone brightly in the light, they made her smile, it reminded her of a better time, a time where she had learnt that she was much stronger than she thought, perhaps she needed to go back to that time. She needed to remember what she had been, a huntress, a warrior and fiercly protective of those she loved, the stroner side of the ebony lady was still there, it was just buried under layers of self-loathing and guilt, the dark fae needed to find herself again, she needed to remember, it had been a long time since she had been truely herself.
And so Soran had spent several days remembering, she had gone back to times when she had been happy, when she had been her stronger self, most of the memories were tainted with pain, Iikka, Becca, Deuce, Conri and Summer... when the ebony lady had been with her pale lady she had truley been herself, when her first love had died she had never quite been the same, it was something she had only just noted, but it was true, a lot of what she had done since then had been affected by her lady's death, even now there were still reminders of that time, there was still evidence that some of her actions were driven by grief.
The slender fae was thinking about this as she walked, her muscles rippling and shifting under her dark pelt as she did so. She looked around as she went, casually checking for food as she did so, her jade eyes scanning the surroundings for any small animals that she could capture quickly and eat. But there was no luck in that, so with a sigh she continued walking towards the packlands, she had spent the morning out in the old Syemv lands, remembering, now she was going back to see her pups. As she arrived at the border, her jade eyes caught the site of a familiar wolf.
"Hello there." She managed to utter as she walked closer to him, the ebony fae was still unsure how to feel towards the dark male, he was Summer's son, and he made Deuce happy, but there was still something about him...
The male hadn't done any thing with the members that was coming to the borders, he wasn't sure if he would know how to deal with them being there. Lucifer wasn't much for talking, thought as a child he would never shut up, he would say what ever when ever. Though now after sending a bigger part of his teenage years alone, and working to feed him-self and make sure that he's able to live to see the next sun rise. Now that he was an adult, he has found him-self trying to not to talk in fear he might upset some one, thought when the male had made the choice to talk it was something that he wanted them to hear.
Seeing the ebony female Lucifer knew that she was some one of his past, the past that he fought with to have clear his mind of, it was the path that laid him down the trail that made him a rapist, made him nothing more then his father's child. There was no love where when it came to the two of them, he wasn't even sure the woman that he called mother still was mad at him for what he had done. Seeing her, he knew that she would want to take his mate away from him, that was not something that he would willing let happen, he was a passive being any more, but not enough to have his lover taken away from him.
"Hello Soran."
It wasn't the warmest greeting he could have giving her, but what should she hope for, after him feeling the threat of his mate being taken away from him, by her.
It was almost amusing to the fae about how closely this dark pair's ties were, their fates were fairly intertwined when examined. Soran had been mates with Lucifer's mother, and oh how she had loved the pale fae, and then the next pallid lady the dark wolf had fallen for had moved her affections to the very same male that Soran had been almost a step-mother to. She wondered for a second if Deuce saw in him what Soran had seen in Summer, if she felt as strongly as Soran had. Perhaps that was it, perhaps there was the same fire, the same spirit residing within the dark male that had lain within his mother. If that was the case then the jade eyed fae could not blame her former lover for being ensnared by that kind of charm.
For a split second Soran wondered if Lucifer remembered her, he had seen her before she had left, but that had been some time ago, she knew that, she had been gone from these lands for far too long, and although the changes to her appearance were subtle, they were still there. And a lot seemed to have happened to her former step-son in the time she was away. There was no need for him to recall her, their meetings since he had been a pup had been few and far between. But the dark pelted fae was wrong, as she approached he replied. There was little warmth in his voice, which was not unexpected, there was sure to be some awkwardness between the pair, they both loved Deuce, there was naturally going to be some problems, after all Soran had not quite forgiven him for taking someone she loved so deeply away from her and making her his own and no doubt he was frightened that Soran would want to steal her back.
Still, despite the fact that he had taken her pale lady from her and that there was still some darkness in his past, there may still be something there, hidden deep within him, Soran had no intentions of appearing rude, there was something of her old self there, and her old self had been unable to abide rudeness of any sort. "Are you well Lucifer? How have you been since we last spoke, it was some time ago I admit." She asked, her voice still soft, still quiet, revealing the caution and wariness she had hoped would remain hidden.
Lucifer: There was that oddness that was between the two, it was like they both had something they wanted to say, but both didn't want to say what they where thinking. Lucifer wasn't about to say that he would kill her if she even dared to touch his mate in any other way then as a pack sister, and if she was to look at her with lust he would have to take her eyes from him, but he didn't. He would respect the leader of the lands and not allow his blind rage to keep the white lady all to him-self.
Dipping his head to her, he didn't allow him-self to push rank over her, he was over her though out of respect of her age, and her poir rank he didn't do it. The black male raised his head back up looking at her, hearing the words pour out of her mouth, really it seemed like she was just doing nothing more then making small talk the male rolled his shoulders back as he sat down with a small movement of his raised shoulders. He really felt like she care one way or the other if his health was well, if he told her he had parvo she would have just probably brushed it to the side and then went about there past.
"I heard Hallow was dead."
He wanted to see where the male laid that had rapped and killed his mother, Lucifer wanted to know that the being that haunted him in his dream was dead, dead and gone.