One more step to the darker side

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-15-2012, 03:31 PM

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The male need to finish his trip from pack to pack, he wanted to learn about each and every pack, and he wanted to know all that he could about each and every land, rules, how the ranking system worked, how members shifted around the system. It was all glitter and jazz. He wanted a pack for him, a pack that would accept him, however he wanted a pack that wasn’t full of walk and talking ugly, smelly wolves and all of the ugly cross breeds that came along with it.

The first pack he was meet by two wolves, how horrid. There was no information really that had filled his desire to know all about every pack, and all the stuff about it. The male sat on the land the small amount of land that it was, and looked to the pack that he left a few days ago, and then looked at the border lines of the other pack….The downfall with this pack he could already smell was just as tainted with the smell of wolf as the last pack. How sick...Really how sick! These wolves run around all happy go lucky not fully understanding that they stunk and really they were very loud when hunting. Above all else they stunk!

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Kiara Amarok · 01-15-2012, 04:08 PM

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The past few days with "Romeo" weren't as bad as Kiara had expected. Slowly but surely she had become more relaxed around the silver male although she there was still a small part of her that didn't trust him. Even though he had expressed interest in the pack Kiara sincerely doubted he would join. For one reason or another it seemed like Romeo simply couldn't relax around Kiara and X'yrin. Although his words were smooth, his body was always very tense. X'yrin suspected he was hiding something, but Kiara wasn't sure what to think. So, she decided to seek the male out, to find out how he was fairing in the new lands and to see if he really was hiding something like X'yrin had said.

Kiara was an expert hunter, thus tracking a fresh scent was easy for her. She had followed his scent and predictably it led close to a neighboring pack. Romeo was, after all, looking for a pack to stay in. With her she had brought a hare, it's white fur similar to her own. It had taken the better part of a day to follow the coywolf's scent and to find him. Luckily his silver figure was easy to spot in the white snow. Kiara glided over the frozen earth, her steps silenced by the pads on her feet. Snow wolves were particularly good about transversing the snow and her white form blended in well with the background. As Kiara approached Romeo she gave a small woof in greeting, her tail wagging and her friendly manner in place. So long as they weren't a complete stranger Kiara could feel more relaxed. Now that Romeo had stayed with the pack for two days, she believed that he didn't mean her any harm.

For one reason or another Kiara felt a little happy to see Romeo, but it was happy in a different way. Kaira was beginning to feel weird and she found her thoughts straying more and more over the past day or so. Kiara simply put the feeling off, not really caring to look too deeply into it.

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-15-2012, 08:45 PM

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As if he wasn’t already sick of smelling like a wolf, as if he was sick of playing a stereo-typical happy go lucky coyote on a mission, he could smell her. The white she wolf that brushed him off at the borders to the golden she wolf. However, Rojo could care less who really had greeted him that faithful day. He had done what he said he was going to do, he spent his two days in the pack and left. The coyote wolf male didn’t need help seeing him-self out of the pack lands. He meant to keep his promise to the pack land, and the members just as a good boy should have.

The male turned around he wanted to snarl, he wanted to run her back into her pack lands by nipping at her legs; she was tall enough upon them four white limbs that he could take some meat off with one of his nips. Though he knew that if that fifthly land was where he decided to call home, that he would want her to believe that he was a half way descent being. He smiled that charming little smile that he gave her that very first day as if she was the only one alive, and the only one around that mattered to him.

”Why hello Kiara, You are looking as pretty as the freshly fallen snow that has been untouched by any one, and as radiant as the full moon upon that night of the snow.” The male spoke smoothly to her as he dipped his head toward the female. He was not sure what would be polite when greeting a pack member out in neutral lands.

Sitting down he looked over to her, ”Come sit down beside me, we can keep each other warm.” He offered to her as the sick thought of being next to a wolf again churned his stomach. He had just gotten that tainting smell free of his coat; he really did not want to have to spend a few days trying to strip that horrid smell from his naturally inviting coyote smell. Rojo did not want her anywhere near him, but here she was. The stupid bitch was going to die, and he was going to make it slow and painful. Oh how he hated every single blessed second of playing this Romeo that he had made up to win her trust. It had worked, but he hated it.

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Kiara Amarok · 01-16-2012, 01:50 PM

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"Romeo" was a weird coywolf. There was no doubt about that in Kiara's mind. He always spoke in this strange fashion and his smile creeped her out. If he could just act normal then Kiara was sure she would like the silver tongued male. Although their relationship had started out bad, Kiara hoped that they could become friends just as she hoped to prove X'yrin wrong.

There it was again, that weird smile. Kiara hated it when Romeo smiled like that, when he said those sickly sweet words. Why did he act that way? What was his purpose for flirting with her in such a strange manner? All of his words were over the top, calling her all manner wonderful things that Kiara knew wasn't true. She was scarred, disfigured. Yet he continued to speak such pretty words and call her marvelous things. Kiara paused for a minute on her approach, the white female's discomfort apparent. Kiara wished that he would stop calling her such things and just talk to her like a normal canine. It would make her far more comfortable to be around him.

With a heavy sigh Kiara continued to approach the silver male. She tried to smile, but the rabbit clamped between her jaws made it difficult to do so. Kiara sat down near Romeo, but still kept her distance. She didn't want to get too close otherwise he might try and rub up against her again. Although, was it really that bad? Kiara shook her head vigorously, trying to dispel the thought. She was getting weird. With a twist of her head the snow wolf dropped her kill between them. "Here, I thought you might like a snack." The arctic wolf smiled and her tail wagged a little. She was proud of herself for thinking of such a thing. Hopefully the polite gesture would stop Romeo from saying such weird things and put him in a more talkative mood. Although Romeo talked a lot, he never really said anything. Kiara just wanted to know more about him so she could prove to X'yrin that he wasn't really up to something. He had stayed in Ichika for two days without incident, so he couldn't be all that bad. Could he?

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-17-2012, 02:15 AM

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He could accept that he was a forced outcome of two powerhouse families in that area of lands in which he was forced upon. He would not accept that wolves should even be treated as an equal to coyotes. Just because they could come together and make a child does not mean in any way shape or form that they should make a litter. Why was Rojo a daemon that was made in order to restore hope and trust in each species? The male had taken the height of the wolves while taking the long body of the coyote forefathers before him. His mind worked and processed like a coyote, he would not work with the wolf part with in his blood, he would not submit to such a degrading level.

The male was unaware that she was trying to be nice; to him the rabbit was something that she brought to him because it had sat down long without being bleed and was going to start bloating. The male knew with the bloating would come the turning of the meat and making it toxic to any one that wanted to live. ”Oh…” The male looked at her blankly he wasn’t sure how to process a gift even if it was going to be tainted and was going to kill him.

He didn’t touch the rabbit; he wasn’t going to die anytime soon, beside he would be foolish to trust a wolf, and not just any wolf. She was a stupid wolf and didn’t know anything about meat. The meat had to be fresh or it would be no good. The blood flow stops and then the blood steals in the body and turns more into a mush, and then goes hard. Making the body start to swell, this would then in turn started the breaking down of the body which was what turned the meat bad.

He watched her sit down, looking at her, up and down, then locking back onto her face, and the narrowing down upon her deep blue eyes, the color of the ocean. ”Tell me about your pack. How it works. Tell me all about it. I want to hear your voice. It is like angels singing to my ears every time she talked.” An utter lie, it was utter hate and blood curling anytime and every time she made a nose. Just breathing alone bugged the male. He knew though if he was to learn about the pack and how they worked on his mission he would need to deal with her just a while longer, then if he was lucky he would be able to run her off with the clicking of his teeth against her body.

The male shifted upon his paw, bring them into his stomach more, as he brought his furry tale over his tiny little feet, he wanted to make sure that all his of sensitive and important areas where covers. Rojo was shifting him-self around adjusting thing on his body slowly by slowly to where all the body was more and more protected and less subject to being attacked by the stupid wolf that now set near him, but oh thank god she was not beside him.

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Kiara Amarok · 01-17-2012, 03:49 PM

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He didn't take it. Although Kiara had caught the rabbit that very morning and the tantalizing smell of blood rose from the carcass, he didn't take her gift. It was a real blow to her because she had thought it was a good present. Kiara couldn't carve or create things to give him. The only thing she could do was hunt, and it was something she excelled at. Yet he had refused the only thing she could have given him, not that she told him she wasn't a luperci. Kiara's eyes moved from the corpse to the coywolf and her ears drooped. She made no attempts to hide her disappointment as she listened to his words half-heartedly. He didn't even say thank you, just "oh." Had she done something wrong? Should she have brought deer meat or elk meat? Perhaps, this was a bad idea after all.

Like he always did, Romeo spoke sweet words that made Kiara's stomach churn. She didn't like it and her present hadn't managed to put a stop to the strange sentences. The snow wolf stared blankly at Romeo, not entirely sure how to answer his question. If he had just asked she would have been more than happy to answer, yet he always felt obliged to say such things. "You know, you don't need to talk like that. You can just talk to me normally." All of her other tactics to make the sickly sweet words stop didn't work, so hopefully the direct approach would do the trick.

Kiara turned her head and looked to the sky, wondering how best to answer his questions. He asked about the pack, yet he had already seen form himself what it was like. What else could she say? "The pack...the pack is family, even if we aren't all from the same species. Ichika is a place where everyone is accepted and where discrimination is not allowed. It's a place where violence is forbidden and constructive activities are rewarded. It's not like any pack I've ever been in. The ranks are strange and dominance isn't really enforced... although there are different levels of ranks. Um...am I making any sense?" Kiara didn't really know if she even answered his question. She tried her best, but his question was really very vague.

It was then that Kiara noticed the male had shifted his position. His legs were close to his body and his tail was laying on his feet. Kiara lowered her head and cocked it to the side. "Why are you sitting like that?" She didn't get it, she didn't recognize the defensive stance. The arctic wolf was a great hunter, her strength and stamina far exceeded what other wolves were capable of. However, she was no fighter.

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-20-2012, 01:08 AM

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The male looked at her with she made the disappointing sound, he looked at her coolly, her sounds did not affect the cold hearted male any more than if she had laid down a still breathing rabbit at his feet. The male was not stupid enough to take a rabbit for a wolf, a stupid smelly one thought process wolf, whose maturity was only matched by the color of her coat. White, white was the color of purity, youth, and innocents. Something that the white lady wolf was defiantly in a surplus in any of them areas. He looked at her with a simple look like he did not understand really what the big issue was. He was pretty sure he knew what it was, but again he wasn’t stupid enough to take a kill from a wolf, they had most likely tainted it with something, or let it sit to where it would kill him.
She made the request that she wanted him to talk normal to her, who’s normal? His or her own version of this normal? He knew what he wanted to say to her and how he would talk to her, however that was Rojo. The grey and brown male looked at her as he raised a brow with her.

”Normal?” The hybrid male spoke in a tone that was slightly mocking, though he was not trying to what so ever. ”Fair lady every time I hear you talk, it is like ten thousand angels singing the most joyous of songs. Fair better than any one single earthly wolf could sing. “ The male just let it roll out of his mouth, he figured the Romeo version of normal was what he was going to stick with. If it made her feel odd, that was grand, it would do just as what he had pleased it to do.
The lady fulfilled his demands, for that she might get to live just a bit longer then he finally kills her, just a few breaths, heck the more she pleased him, and the more that she kept to her job of supply and demand, he would allow her to live that much longer. The male looked at her in a disgusted manner. It was clear that he was not impressed with the set up of the pack. ”No higher manner other then the leaders? No higher beings, nothing to do with a pure of blood. Oh how sick! I could not understand how someone can think it’s a family. Family will kill you the first chance they can get. Just how stupid! How stupid are you….are your leaders thinking that it would work. The male caught him-self from finishing what was on his mind.

He looked down at his feet, he saw nothing wrong with how he was making the choice to sit, he was ready for any move that she should make, not that she was smart enough too many any sort of move that he could not counter with in a seconds move. The male looked at her and then down to his feet blankly blinking at her. ”What do you mean, why am I sit this way?” The male voice angered. ”Are you making fun of me?”

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Kiara Amarok · 01-20-2012, 08:53 PM

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The white wolf's evident disappointment didn't even faze the one she believed to be Romeo. He just stared at her coldly and made no attempts to take the rabbit. Kiara felt like she had done the wrong thing by bringing the dead hare with her. He always tried to act like her friend, but when it came right down to it "Romeo" was not Kiara's friend. The only thing worse than his refusal to take her present was that Romeo seemed to not understand what "talking normally" was. All the arctic wolf wanted was for him to stop using those sickly sweet words, yet a look of confusion replaced his cold, hard stare. He didn't get it, which meant he was going to keep talking to her in a strange fashion. Kiara wasn't sure what to do as his words became sweeter and more flamboyant than ever.

Just when she believed that she would never hear the end of Romeo's strange babbling, his mannerism changed. His strange eyes became filled with hate and his voice overflowed with disgust. The coywolf's very way of speaking changed and all of the sweetness disappeared from his words. As he spoke Kiara's snowy ears flicked back and she leaned away, almost wishing for the overly sweet words to return. The more he spoke the more submissive she became. Slowly but surely her body lowered to the ground and her tail wrapped around her legs. By the time Romeo barked his question at her she was almost flat on her belly and her ear's were pinned back. Kiara's sapphire eyes were filled with confusion and the lack of understanding. What had caused the sudden shift in tone, his anger and disgust? "Why do you say such things?"

Pure of blood, higher beings. What did Romeo mean by that. Kiara couldn't help but think about herself, her inability to shift. Was that what he meant? Did Romeo hate non-luperci? Kiara thanked her lucky starts that she didn't tell Romeo about her inability to shift. Perhaps he would think less of her, or hate her... or hurt her. For a brief minute the young wolf panicked, her fear for Amy directed at Romeo. She wanted to run away and scream. Slowly she closed her eyes and fought away the fear, and after a moment she won and opened her eyes.

Kiara turned her head away, trying to be as submissive and respectful as possible. The arctic wolf was never one to be dominant, and her every instinct screamed at her to get lower. "No, I'm not. It's just you were sitting different than usual and I was wondering why."

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-21-2012, 04:22 AM

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Everything that was spoken between the two, danced around on the border line of Romeo and Rojo, some things was Romeo and the spill about the pure of bloods and all that jazz was without a shadowed of any questions Rojo. Rojo was very much all about having a pure blood line of coyote’s though the male knew there was no room for him to talk about that topic of pure blood. Though raised to be a coyote he could not find the wolf blood that ran so thickly though his body. It wasn’t like the male had a multiple personality, he was all in one package, it was just he acted in a special way round other’s he knew that normally he would rather kill then be around, and right now this white shallow female wolf was one that he would normally rather kill then be around. Yet, here he was, sitting near a wolf of all things.

Looking over to the wolf that was now lying upon the ground he shook his head, and sighed. Really where they all this stupid or was she just one of the few rare breeds that come out of the fowl blood lines? Again the male looked at the lady like he had no clue what was wrong, utterly confused. ”What do you mean? His voice did not hide the fact that he was puzzled by what she was asked him, he spoke normally to in extent to her and then she asked him these stupid questions. Oh dear god he had been plagued by stupid animal all around him. ”This things? Really I’m lost..” The male looked away from her, as he shook his head. ”I just don’t see how there isn’t a…a price to pay for how dirty the blood lines are. That’s all.” Rojo looked to the stars, he prayed for the will power not to snap and kill her.

Again, question how he sat. There was nothing wrong with how he was sitting; she was the one that was lying upon the ground looking away from him, like she was scared of him. The male chuckled as he walked over to her, placing a paw on either side of her naturally wide wolf body. Leaning down as he got as close to her ear as he could.”You should never turn an eye away from a loner. We might be blood hungry. Or worst….” The coyote male chuckled as he stepped off of her, letting her body be free to move. Not like he would do anything to harm her…yet. Nor would e rob her of giving her body to her choice. No the male believe in a system and would not give into the ugly side of being a loner.

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Kiara Amarok · 01-21-2012, 03:05 PM

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Romeo's sudden change in the way he spoke confused and almost scared Kiara. It was almost like a mask had fallen and was still dangling on the side of his face. She caught a glimpse of the real "Romeo," and Kiara didn't know if she liked what she was seeing. The sickly sweet words gave way to words of hate and revealed a twisted mind. There was something off about this male, Kiara could see that clearly now. X'yrin was right, he was hiding something and Kiara wasn't sure she wanted to know what it was.

It was Romeo's turn to be confused this time. For reason's unknown to the snow wolf, he was fixated on "purity" and "dirty blood." The idea that blood could be dirty was new to Kiara and she wasn't really sure what Romeo was talking about. How could blood have dirt in it? Was he talking about shifters, or something else entirely? Kiara didn't answer, she didn't know how to. She just watched him wearily, keeping an eye on his every move. As he looked to the stars Kiara thought she saw a sad expression on his face. Was it something she said?

The longer the snow wolf spent with Romeo, the worse she seemed to feel. As Kiara spoke she just stared at the snow and wished to be back home. Kiara's ears flicked as she heard Alonso's paws step through the snow. The white female turned her head in time to see Romeo step over her and place one paw on either side of her. Kiara flattened herself against the snow, her hears lying against her head. As Romeo spoke her heckles raised and her lips pulled back to reveal two inch incisors and a set of powerful jaws. Kiara didn't growl, but it was obvious she was uncomfortable. Kiara's body was on a hair-trigger, her fear and anger controlling her mind as instincts took over. She would snap at his neck if he tried anything. Fortunately, the male stepped away from her. As soon as he was off, Kiara jumped up and ran several feet away before twisting around. Her heckles raised, lips pulled back into a snarl. Her fluffy tail raised high in the air and the hair stood on end as her head was lowered.

Kiara stood silently in the snow, not even a warning growl issued from her lips. It was clear she didn't appreciate the gesture, and she was being more defensive than offensive. Although Amy's attack had left her more willing to fight, her gentile nature and familiarity with Romeo prevented her from both running and fighting. Kiara stood and waited for him to respond.

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-22-2012, 01:25 AM

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Was it a bad thing to say that he was enjoying making her squirm, he now had figured out that just breathing on her made her squirm like a pup. This was something he was going to keep in mind; she wanted to see more normal from him, did she not? The male was not a kind soul in any means; he viewed all wolves as weak, foolish, and smelly. She had walked right into his track, he would not and could not stomach to think about the idea of making the two’s body’s turn into one. The Rojo was not going to let her carry about like he had down something awful to her, he lived though awful he had a dark past that he had not spoken of. The male would not talk of the past; he was living now and worked for a now.

”Oh stop!” He snorted as he sat down as he lifted his paw to his mouth licking the dirt off of it, he was going to have to spend a good long time taking her horrid sent out of his coat. It was an awful, awful thing to be forced to smell anything like her. ”I could have raped you! I am many of things but a rapist I am not. Here you wondered why you got scolded for not telling another pack member what was going on at the borders. “ The male spoke in a tone that did not hide how funny he thought this whole matter to be. He pulled his front paws into his lower stomach and laid his tail over the paws. It was warming the thin wedding that connected each digit to the other one, as the cold mud seeped though. ”You should never turn you head away from anyone. I want to hear your voice always to say happy things and if someone was to take that away from you, your sweet heavenly like voice it might change. Well there is no might. It would and I cannot having that happen to your sweet sweet little voice for yours. Understand my pet?” The last words hiss, the –et ending in pet shifted to more of an s.

He snorted shaking his head it was time that she got to see all of him, not just a little bit but all of him. ”Look let’s be frank. I hate wolves. I think they are better off dead. However I did not hurt you or your pack mate because I kept my word to just be there to learn about the lands. I am not looking for fights. I am looking for a home. However I do not see any harm what so ever from picking on you and making you look twice over your pretty white shoulder. Your fur it reminds me of my mothers. However, you two had a lot more in common than that. You both where ugly, horribly ugly, not either of your faults really. You cannot be held fully at fault for being a wolf. “ The coyote wolf male stood to his feet, as he flicked the mud from his tail, with a swift shake of his tail. Walking over to her slowly, as he nipped tenderly like a brother would to a sister. He knew she would rather die now then have him around him, however Romeo that she knew was dead, and here was what she had been really messing with, and dealing with. Rojo. He was one crazy messed up being. He would stand for what he believed in. It did not matter to the male just how stupid it was, or any other of them small details he would have to deal with. What the male believed in, was just that.

”Look here’s the game. I like you. You make me think of my dear sweet Momma I left. Pack in the pack lands that I set on fire. They told me I was not good enough. I guess I showed all of them who was smartest, strongest coyote of them all. Stupid fools. They had the brain of a wolf….sort of like you and my momma.” The male tossed his head up and down as he walked around telling her about what had happened to the pack. Then promptly stopped he squared up with her, his eyes looking her all over, and then came back up locking onto her shoulders. ”Momma and Daddy told me to leave. You would not do that to me would you Kiara? You wouldn’t push me away if I wanted to tell you of the awesome thing I did would you? WOULD YOU?” He snarled yipping madly, a mad wild look grew in his eyes. There really was something wrong with him.

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Kiara Amarok · 01-23-2012, 12:45 AM

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The sudden shift in Romeo's personality was really scarring Kiara. He acted less like the player she knew him as, and more like...well, Amy. He reminded her so much of Amy now, making the panic and fear she was feeling so much worse. It was his eyes, those acid green eyes. They were laughing at her, enjoying seeing her in distress and pain. Kiara wasn't sure whether to run or to stay. If Kiara ran she might have been able to get away, but Romeo might also have been able to catch up to her and could have hurt her. If she stayed he couldn't surprise her with an attach, but that meant she would have had to listen to his sickly words. In the end, the snow wolf decided to stay...if only for a minute more.

Kiara's mind was racing, adrenaline pumping through her veins as panic and fear encroached on her mind. Kiara watched his every move and barely even processed his words. She was too focused on seeing if he attacked, if he would tried her. As time passed she calmed down a little. Her tail fell between her legs and her lips closed, but her heckles continued to stand and her body was still very tense. It wasn't his words that soothed her, it was his actions. He hadn't attacked her...yet.

When her initial panic faded, the white wolf's submissive instincts took over. She never really paid attention to what he was saying, and would never be able to recall exactly what he said or even the meaning of his speech. Although the word pet stuck out in her mind and she had growled in protest. All she did was slowly sink into the snow again. Her ears were pressed flat against her head and her tail was tucked firmly between her legs. She didn't like the way he was speaking, it was harsh and cold. The arctic wolf's position changed a little as the coywolf approached her. Her gums pulled back again to reveal her large teeth, and she backed up a little trying to keep her distance while still staying low to the ground. His gentle kisses didn't really soothe her mind. Kiara continued to show her teeth and even growled a little when he tried to walk behind her. Kiara had whipped around, making sure that she was facing him at all times. In that moment, she had labeled him as threatening, and din't want to make the same mistakes she had made with Amy.

Fear kept the alabaster woman in place as the silver male locked shoulders with her. Kiara did not like the look in his eyes or the tone in his voice. Gradually it had become frantic, crazy even. Kiara backed away from him, keeping her head low and her teeth bared. She was being submissive, but at the same time she sending a message not to get too close. "Wh...What...What did you do?" She couldn't help herself, she was curious by nature. She had to ask, although her mind turned to murder. If he admitting to killing another canine that she would leave. If he came close again, she would leave. She would run back to Ichika as fast as her injured body could take her. He was crazy, he was like Amy.

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Around the two was panic and fear and Rojo knew it was not from him that this smell coming from, he knew that it was her. That wonderful scent…he had the great honor of smelling it a few times in his life so far and enjoyed every second of it also. The last time was when he looked at his snowy white mother and she looked at him with fear, a fear that he will never forget that look, the funny part about that look and smell was that Rojo’s new pet had that smell too.
Her reaction to the word pet did not please him, he made sure to let her know, jumping up in her face and letting his tail raise up, making sure she knew without a shadow in her mind that right here, and right now he was in charge of everything that was happening she had not one word in the matters that was happening, she was his pet in all matters and would fight anyone off that tried to claim her as their own. He would not put up with stealing and that crap. His lips raised letting his pearly white teeth shimmer and giving her the message that he was stronger, she might be taller but he was stronger, and was without any question the less mentally stable of the two.

”I set the pack on fire….The fire was so warm and comforting. I watch them burn…It was kind of funny. All of the suckers that laughed at me and teased me for not being pure of blood are gone. Shame the pure bloods that degrade one that is of a pure heart. Shame be to them…”The male laughed, the fear was in her eyes. OH how he was enjoying this. The male licked his lip as he stepped back. Again, squaring her up with the eyes. Not letting her get the foolish idea that she was free to go.

”Go my pet. Go. Speak ill of me you must not. Know that I do know of you and your pack and better yet of the place which you live your life. Would not want to get killed would you? It would be a shame to see if you feel over a water fall, not able to handle the pressure of all of your friend whispering behind your back that your too simple, now wouldn’t it?” The male allowed her mind to wonder to think what he was saying, well that is if her mind was taking all of this end. ”Tell them of how Romeo treated you like a welcomed guest. Understood? Now…GO AWAY…GET!” The male snarled stepping back as he charged at her full force. His mouth opened as he swung down at her feet. She had better run and run fast.

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Kiara Amarok · 01-23-2012, 09:27 PM

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Despite Romeo's attempts to placate her, she didn't back down entirely to his aggression. Kiara wasn't a pet, she would never answer to such a title. Even with Romeo acting so dominant, she wouldn't give up that point. Kiara didn't move as he jumped at her and she even growled in defiance. But despite her verbal defiance, her tail and submissive posture never change.

Fire, fire was a terrible element that damaged the the world as much as it repaired it. Fire, the choking smoke and dreadful heat that one had to face when it raged out of control. Fire was on thing Kiara did not like to mess with, although she knew that the luperci enjoyed being around such a dangerous form of life. Not only that, Romeo seemed to like fire to, but in an insidious way. Kiara's sapphire eyes widened as she imagined the pain and fear his family must have faced. The very thought made her shake a little. She was scared, scared of fire and scared of Romeo. Kiara's eyes locked with his acid green orbs, and the terrible fire that burned within them.

Something in her snapped. The young female was naive and at times could even be idiotic, but she understood Romeo's meaning. He wanted her to lie so that he could easily hurt her friends, her pack later on. He was a threat and Kiara would not stand by knowing that her pack was in danger. This time she rose, her ears swiveled forward, her tail rose, and her growls now very audible. First he called her a pet, now he was planning on hurting her pack. Her tongued flicked in and out of her mouth, rubbing up against her deadly incisors. "I know I'm simple, and I know I'm naive. But I won't let you hurt my pack, my family! You can threaten me, but never my pack!" The anger clearly showed in her voice, the boiling rage she felt towards this male. All of her fear had turned to anger, and with her peace said she ran. She wasn't frightened of him and wasn't threatened by his charge, she was running to tell X'yrin, to tell Jace, to tell Shiloh, to tell anyone who would listen. Her scars burned and her sides heaved, but the injured wolf ran as hard and as fast as she could. The snow wold didn't stop or even slow down until she was deep within the packs boarders. She wasn't afraid, not anymore.

Rojo De'Kamikaze · 01-23-2012, 10:55 PM

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Fire in all right was a very powerful tool. It had many effects on beings, some it could create a lust for another being, for another it could just be a simple as a tool for relaxation. For Rojo De’ Kamikaze it was more of a power statement, he who ruled the fire, and controlled the fire, was the one that had the power. Granted it was far easier to set the pack on fire then to flood it. They really where the perfect pack lands for anyone to live in, lush green grass, as far as the eyes could see, and flowers all over. It really was the pack that everyone would have loved to have, it was living in a nice equal balance between the green lives and the bleeding lives. Rojo would have loved to stay in the land and really been a part of such a great and wonderful pack, but they hated him too much, they looked down at him too much. All of this bad feelings so much for so long made the male snap and now standing in front of the she wolf, of the pure of heart, pure of mind, and pure of coat. She was almost a mocking image of the De’Kamikaze male’s own sweet blessed mother, whom was surely dead by now.

He did not care what her mouth showed, her body submitted to him, and soon the mind would give in to the powers that he was able to control. She would fall down in front of him, and say she would do whatever he wanted. He would have her life in his grasp. The male looked at her with his acid green eyes that where full of rage. She might have had the guts to say it to his face, but the male knew that she was scared out of her mind of the things like him that went bump in the night and preyed upon the weaker beings like her in order to move on in life.

Watching her run he waited before lifting his maw back into the sky nearly bringing his head back to his shoulders as he sung to the earth’s sky. He had in all rights claimed his first prisoner, she would pay her dues and even though that price for the dues was her life or something close to value in it, and he would have her as his call.

This male watched her run, run as fast as her thick white legs would carry her, the male knew that she was running to tell the pack that Romeo really was not the sweet talking passive coyote that he came off to be, he was cold and heart less and should not be trusted. All of this he could live with, he would live with this and laugh like the foolish asshole that he was. Romeo was not Romeo, it was a name a stupid name that he made up just too unsure that there was no way to trace all of this back to him. Watching the figure growing smaller and smaller he shook his head. ”Run child….Tell them of the horrible things that Romeo done to you, tell them how that as long as there was a wolf left to walk, talk, breed, and dirty up the blood lines of the coyotes that they were going to die. “ He laughed, so hard thinking of how he for one did not bring any harm to her stupid little pack while he was there, though if she put his mission in danger he would seek her out and he would kill her. No more game, no more playing pet and pet’s owner. It would be death, a quick but never the less a painful death.

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