My blood is nothing like yours

[Aeron Ganesa]

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Aeron

"Heaven has no rage like love

to hatred turned.......

WC :: +445 OOC :: Location Moaning wood set on the 6th late afternoon

Aeron had spent much time out here and she felt safe. Not to mention the fact that not many things seemed to bother her as she looked around. The moaning wood area was where she had met Noah a few times and where she had become accustom to training on her own. Today though she had a huge problem, her shoulder dislocated made it rather hard to move it right. She had refused to let Leon help her relocate it. Not because he was a man but because she could do it on her own.

Aeron was stubborn, hot headed and short tempered, with looks that could kill. She had been known back home for these traits and she had enjoyed it. Women wanting her who could never have her as she was walk with her mate. The female that had had her eye since the beginning. Aeron smiled at the memory as she raised her arm touching her necklace.

She sighed as she looked out at the world of ash. She had never heard the stories as to why some of these places were in such terrible condition. That really mattered not to Aeron any how what mattered most was her sore arm that for some reason would not go back in all the way. She patted Elzar with her left and smiled as she began to try to place her right shoulder back in. She was sick of feeling the weird sensation of pain from her arm.

Elzar stopped in his tracks causing Aeron to gar her arm. She gave a short howl in pain as she heard a pop. She took in a deep breath and growled at the male horse. ”Thanks that was a huge help She spoke threw gritted teeth. Aeron slid off of him as she shrugged her arm. She smiled it felt so good. She stretched both arms and smiled. Nothing like not being in pain. That fight with the bear had really done a number to her. She sighed as she looked at her horse. ”You can graze I’m going to goof off.” She said as she looked at the tree in front of her.

She slowly climbed up high enough to hang from a branch. Slowly she counted to herself as she did curls upside down using gravity like weights. Golden eyes became fixed on the sky that seemed to be stuck in an in-between sort of gray haze that made her wish it was sunny. She enjoyed the sun and all that was here. Though she was glad that there was not an immense amount of snow though she feared it was to come.

Nor hell a fury like a woman

scorned......."

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[Firefly Sadira]

The dark souled woman was a creature of habit, of that which she knew but in the end she was also a creature of comfort. She had spent the morning running her fingers through crimson locks as she made certain each and every lock was in place. Her ivory silver fur with its hints of gold, rose, copper and bronze shimmered softly in the light of the day as she made her way through the winter season. As beautiful as she was outside inside was another story. The beast's heart was icy and her soul blackened by jealousy, rage and temper. She had learned to love the darker tint of life and in the end it suited her perfectly. She was a wolf on a mission and though she knew it would take time and great effort she knew the profit in the end would far outweigh the energy it took to make it happen.

They would bring together a terrible dark place on this earth where it seemed the hells had risen to mark the land with trouble and mayhem. The lands had already been claimed to the northwest and the seeds were being sown across the lands in the hearts of each of the packs. She wondered if they would complete their mission of recruiting one soul from each of the lands to bring into the fold, she believed it possible, but then again there was a lot that the Sadira woman believed in, outside of the norm.

She padded through the lands, not taking sight of anything as she brooded over one subject in general. Timori de le Poer had been brought to the clan as she had been asked to do, but there was little to stop her from turning him into a pawn in the game of chance she gambled at. The boy was a strong fine creature, though his blood was mixed and his parents believed that the clan was where he belonged she wasn't so certain. Her sibling was weak to allow the fact that he had coyote blood mean anything. The child would grow to be as large as any wolf, his pelt giving away little trace that he had any tainted blood in his veins. She knew that he could be fashioned into a warrior, a strong and powerful beast that could stop an enemy in their tracks.. but for now he belonged to the clan.. soon, soon enough she would change that though, for the clan had claimed enough Sadira children and her family had been weak enough to let their talons keep hold on them. He would come to her when he was ready, this she knew.

The sound of nature settling around her had not turned her off to the sounds of creatures that were uncommon in the woods. The snort and huff of the large lunged beast had caught her attention and brought her out of her plans for the future. Her ears pricked forward as she spied the beast, the scent of his owner fresh across the space as she moved closer to the creature. He was a beauty but she wasn't foolish enough to try and steal the beast out from under it's owners watchful eye, and she'd learned enough about horses to know that often enough there was more to them than size. She smiled a dark mysterious smile as she watched the creature for a moment longer before she turned her nose to the air, catching the scent of the stranger she knew had to be close, though how close she had yet to figure out.

The wolf was female, belonging to one of the new packs she knew little about yet. Her sparkling emerald orbs gazed through the trees about her as she leaned against the thick frame of a dormant oak. Her voice was soft and silky as she spoke up in the silence of the woods. "Come out come out my little lamb.." she cooed, amusement lingering in her eyes as she wondered just what she had found nestled in the woods so deep.

[Aeron Ganesa]

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Aeron

"Heaven has no rage like love

to hatred turned.......

WC :: +309 OOC :: Location Moaning wood set on the 6th late afternoon

Aeron had never once been the prey she had always been the hunter. The one that went after wolves who had done wrong. She had been the one who had killed so many that were either deserving of it or undeserving. None of it mattered now for she was like a doe being stalked by a huntress.

Aeron stretched looking around. She kicked the tree, her mind closed to the world around her. Nothing was here all she had to do was meditate and focus on the tree. She kicked at it again one time after the other. She ignored the sounds that the woods made. She used everything she had been taught to just allow herself to be at ease.

Elzar looked at the silvery woman as he eyed her. His large black eyes focused as he huffed moving from her. He could sense an aura that made him on edge. He moved towards Aeron. He wanted to warn her to protect his master. They were friends they were close and all that mattered was that he was to protect her.

Aeron never heard Elzar’s approach nor did she sense the woman that was coming. She turned as saw the Male horse staring at her. She nearly jumped by him being so close to her. ”El, what is it?” Asked as he huffed stamping his foot. ”I don’t know what’s gotten into you but you need to behave She said turning from him. Elzar grabbed at hercape trying to get her to move to focus on him. ”El, we’ll leave when I’m done enjoy being away from all the stress back home.She said brushing her hand at his nose as she tried to ignore the male.

Elzar huffed and moved from her going to try to figure out what he would do.

Nor hell a fury like a woman

scorned......."

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