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Ta-da! Sorry it's mostly rambling, but she's just kinda' dilly-dallying right now haha.


The dark wolfess sniffed idly at the ground as she stepped, her paws making a soft 'chuff chuff' sound as they moved over the cold forest floor. Her tail swayed lazily behind her, her ears erect as she wandered in no particular direction. She thought that maybe she had caught the scent of an elk a few paces back, but it had turned out to be nothing more than a boney carcass, leaving nothing to be desired. Despite the slight hiccup of an encounter days prior, Blind was in a rather good mood today, and she didn't know why. But she reveled in the child-like joy as she padded forward, a playful glint in her bi-colored eyes.

A vast array of smells drifted her way, relaying to her nose that many a canine had passed through here. She knew the mountains were not far off, and many travelers had taken this path en route to their destinations. Blind lifted her head, chancing a sniff or two more before dipping her snout into the snow and bathing her face in it. She shook the cold chunks of white that clung to her dark fur as she stood upright again, her bi-colored eyes bouncing about to survey the area. Lengthening her body in a deep stretch, her maw parted and her pink tongue curled in a yawn as the hiding sun tickled her ears. It was a rare thing for Blind to feel genuinely good, but today she'd allow herself to indulge in every minute of it, as she had no other duties to attend to.


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OOC: No problem. He's probably going to have a heart-attack just a heads-up xP || WC +786

The morning had gotten off to a strange start, as the young male found himself keeping the elder wolfess Deuce company in the early morning hours. It was true that she had her fair share of problems, and even despite the fact that the man was not the best shoulder he was happy to have been there for her. He’d often watched the female from a distance, and when she shared her awful and eventful life story he felt a pang of sympathy and respect resound within him. He did find it rather strange and deterring that she had decided to share her life with another female, but he kept it within him not to say a word. As entwined as all their lives were, that was the only thing that would not be openly discussed. He couldn’t help but wonder what had inspired the pair and how such a coupling could work. But no, that was an unfair though and nothing for him to pay any attention to. It was their business and preference after all.


When they went off their separate ways the male made a beeline for the border and got his day back on track. He’d been planning this small excursion for a while, but despite his planning he approached the border hesitantly. When the border was set before his paws he inhaled a breath and lifted his leg to spray his scent along the patch. When he was satisfied with his marking he lowered his leg and gazed at the land beyond. It didn’t differ much from the earth beneath his paws, but it wasn’t home. He steeled himself and crossed the border, turning once he was on the other side. With a long stare he promised himself he would be back by nightfall to loiter among his pack mates until sleep led him to his little niche in the den. He was loathe to leave in the first place, but the fact that he knew little of the lands beyond unsettled him even more. How could he distinguish one pack from another if he did not know their scents. He was aware of the coyotes beyond them, and the peace loving Ichikans, but knew little of how he would distinguish them physically. He would not wait for introductions to decide, for then, it may very well be too late.


He lifted his muzzle in a brief cry before departing, alerting anyone within earshot that he was outside of pack lands, but would be returning soon. He started his journey with slow, dogged steps, carefully observing his surroundings. He traversed the rocks of the mountain even slower, careful not to slip on a loose stone or get stuck in a crevasse. Once he was clear of all obstacles he quickened his pace and gained a tall confident air. His superiors were behind him, and he would bow to no on in the buffer zone between the packs. He feared little of what he might face with his pack not far behind him. If there was trouble he had little doubt his brothers would come swiftly to defend him.


His paws soon brought him to a forest. Pine needles blanketed the ground and made his steps near inaudible. The smell of game was plentiful and he debated bringing something back, but lost the argument. By the time he reached home there most likely wouldn’t be anything left for him to share. His belly rumbled a confirmation. His self-appointed ranging soon led him deep within the buffer zone between Ichika and Inferni, and he turned his course south, unconcerned with the peace lovers for they were New Dawn’s allies. There would be no threat from them, but the coyotes, he was not so sure of. Suddenly something gave him pause. He looked up warily, eyes suddenly narrowing. Another scent lingered in the air about him and he stopped to sniff. There was something vaguely familiar about it, but he simply couldn’t place it. He raised his ears and tail, proceeding stiffly. There was another being on the horizon and as she came into view his steps became slower. He watched her groom in the snow, eyes narrowing in the slightest.


It wasn’t until she lifted her head that her eyes were revealed to him. He stopped entirely, eyes suddenly wide. She was the color of dark chocolate….with one eye the color of ice, the other a bright yellow. His heart leapt into his throat and his jaws gaped. Their midnight romp around the trenches seemed half a dream now, and the young man had dismissed it as his imagination, but here she was as clear as day before him. And she was beautiful…


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Haha awww! That's okay, I'm sure she'll be over-joyed as well.


She might have heard the howl if she had been paying attention, but at that moment in time she had been knee-deep in mourning over a meal that could have been hers. Now, however, her attentive ears picked up almost immediately on the footsteps of another creature, and her head snapped in the direction they seemed to be coming from, the smell aiding her gaze. The figure was large, well-muscled even, but she couldn't quite make out the details. Tentatively, she took a step closer, and her heart nearly stopped in her chest as she looked the creature over. The black-tipped ears and nose paired with the vicious scars along his face were what gave him away, for if it had not been for those marks she might not have recognized him; his smell was mixed with the scent of a pack altogether unfamiliar, and he looked a little more...healthy. But this was no doubt her 'big boy,' the male she had played with that early winter's night so long ago, there was no mistaking that now.

The brightest of smiles spread across her dark face as she noted the look on his own. She chuckled softly, her tail swaying to and fro as she took yet another step closer. Eventually her paws brought her nearly nose to nose with the man, and she lowered her head just enough to look at him from beneath her shading lids, a look flirtatious enough to conceal all of the childish things she WANTED to do in greeting him, like tackling him and licking his face until the fur fell from it, for instance. She straightened up then, her cocky air returning as she asked, What's the matter handsome? You look like you've seen a ghost.

Stepping closer, she brushed her shoulder against his and tilted her head upward just enough for her nose to nestle in the crook below his salt-n-pepper ear. Surely you remember me? she whispered, then grinned before playfully nipping the soft cartilage and slithering past him to stand behind him, throwing a look over her shoulder that portrayed her desire to stay put this time if he wished to chase her.


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OOC: Forgive him for the 'Errr I'm a man!!" stuff, he's just being a dumb guy. Also listening to 'Teenage Dream,' right now- lol Me thinks I need a smexy table for this xD || WC +444

One moment he’d been duty-bound set on his own self-appointed errand, but that was before he saw her. Now that she was here he could feel his resolve crumbling. There time together had been so very brief, but it left a deep impression in his memory. The events of late did little to fade his recollections of their romp in the fog ridden night. In fact, seeing Zalen and Titania seemed to fuel his desire for her. Their love was so pure, so right, and having a wolf so young and beautiful as Titania for an Alphess was maddening to the man. He could only imagine Zalen’s agony at the sheer fact that Titania was not yet mature enough to mate. He admired his leader more than everything, and his feelings towards the female were put on pause as he debated whether or not this was right…The wolves of New Dawn could not take mates without permission, and he had not yet secured a higher rank. He wondered if Zalen would approve of him and this wolfess, but he shook his head. If it ever happened that he developed real feelings for the female, it was yet far off and play was harmless…Or so he thought.


He put the debate to rest and soon snapped his jaw shut, puffing up, to accentuate his muscles and large frame. The silly expression was gone, and his eyes narrowed. What would Zalen do, he couldn’t help but find himself wondering. A man of his caliber and experience had succeeded in taking one of the most beautiful women as his mate, he must have been doing something right. He straightened his ears and raised his tail high, in the buffer zone there was no Alpha, but that did not mean he couldn’t act like one. He was a wolf of New Dawn- a true wolf, and he would not hide his desire.


He did not let her words phase him and stood above her in dominance. He was the man here. He shrugged off the shock after a stern reproach- it had not been a dream. But you are a ghost. he rumbled. For how could you have ever left me? He met her eyes at every turn, boring into them with piercing yellow orbs sprinkled with green. Her teeth were at his ear- her voice a sultry whisper. When he turned his head to snap at her he realized she was no longer there and gathered himself again in a heartbeat. He would not let her have the upper paw, not this time. He whirled on her with his black dusted tail arcing high above his back.


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I totally grinned like an idiot at ‘upper paw,’ that’s adorable. And no worries, the manly side of him is entertaining Big Grin This table is about as girly as it gets for Blind haha. / +402


The male seemed to stiffen at her attempt to woo, and Blind was taken aback for a brief moment before responding to his valiant posture with a bow of her head. She turned to face him, her smile still present on her lowered face, and then she sat, hunched over with her belly nearly touching the ground. She would not admit that this submission was a result of the fact that she LIKED him taking charge over her, but to an intelligent wolf it perhaps would have been apparent anyway. There was something very different about the way he carried himself, like a novice knight determined to impress his superiors by adhering to some newfound responsibility. It was charming, it was endearing, and it was…rather sexy.

Blind’s tail flicked mischievously, and her ears remained erect as she watched his every move. This was a game that she lacked experience with, but one that she was eager to learn all the same. Lowering still, she rested her body on the ground, her posture more relaxed now as she looked up at the man. So caught up in his advances, she’d nearly forgotten that he’d even responded to her jeers. I can assure you my leave was not inspired by your actions darling, she cooed, but purely a result of discontent with my home. She then looked away, a forlorn expression playing on her dark features. She sighed rather dramatically; if she’d known of such humanistic behavior perhaps she would have touched the back of her wrist to her forehead in a swoon. I am a loner once again, forced to feel the brunt of Mother Nature’s scorn, she whimpered. A grin then tugged at the corners of her mouth and her mismatched eyes turned back on the male. She gave him a good once-over before adding, However, it seems as though we have traded places. You smell of others…have you joined a pack, perhaps?

As much as she wanted to jump up and nuzzle against the brawny male for his behavior, she stayed put, her eyes refusing to stray from him save for a few brief glances to his feet purely to assure him he still had control. Her ears eventually swiveled back against her head, and she looked at him as a bashful child would look at a scolding superior. Yes, she was unfamiliar with this game, but she liked it nonetheless.


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OOC: Hmm no new table in me today. :/ -- He is such a guy thinking with his parts not his head xP || WC +489

A small grin tugged at the corners of his muzzle as she submitted to him. He lowered his muzzle to nudge her down further, nipping at her ears to urge them to her nape. He was encouraged by her behavior and let the heavy musk of his scent wash over her. With his muzzle so close to her chocolaty fur he filled his nostrils with her scent, deciphering it like some code. It was different somehow- changed. But perhaps that was because it was lacking the scent of others. When they’d first met she’d been a Dreamer- a member of one of the soft southern packs. Now the scent was all but gone and he perked up his head, brows furrowing for only a moment. His ears twitched to her words and his suspicions were put to rest.


Stay with me, and I will see to it that you never go hungry. He urged, reaching down to bump her muzzle with his nose. It is not safe here, not so close to these vile coyotes. Especially for a wolfess as beautiful as you. He said, eyes drifting towards the south to the northern border of Inferni. His eyes narrowed upon the horizon, as if expecting one such creature to appear at any moment. The complement was nearly reflex, but his concern was sincere. A pure blooded wolf would do well to steer clear of the smaller vicious canines.


At word of his pack Augustus turned his eyes upon her again. I am a wolf of New Dawn. He announced with immeasurable pride. where we walk on four paws and live as one. He eyed her more carefully now. Our borders are open to all of wolf descent...It is my home now…and it can be yours as well. He said softly the latter stated with a low and urgent whine. The black and white wolf felt compelled to keep her close to him. He felt half a child when she was near like a selfish whelp clinging to their favorite toy. He would not let her slip away again. My Alpha is wise and strong, and my brothers and sisters would welcome you with open hearts.


Whether he was overstepping his bounds he did not care. He just knew that he wanted her. His body ached with desire whenever she looked up at him from beneath her lids. Or when she smiled. If it would persuade you, we have Dreamers in our midst. Soran was from Crimson Dreams once, she is beta now, and her mate Deuce is with us as well. I spoke to Deuce only this morning. Perhaps you know them? His tail wagged behind him and he spoke eagerly. Hoping against hope that she would take him up on his offer, unconcerned by how forward he sounded. For after all he wasn't asking her to be his mate, perhaps then she may have reason to be perturbed.


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*snickers* SO CUTE!/ +420


When he lowered his head to nuzzle and nibble hers, something prompted Blind to return the affection. She brushed her cheek against his snout in the briefest of nuzzles before licking the same spot, and then lowered still to lie on her back as he stood over her. Her tail wagged lazily at her ankles, her smile broadening until she was all but beaming as she pawed gently at his chest. Her bi-colored eyes widened at his words, but they didn’t scare her in the slightest, for she assumed this to be nothing more than an invitation to investigate his home rather than an offer for a mate. She chuckled softly, a coy grin replacing her exuberant smile as she continued to hold his gaze. It amazed her – and, in fact, intrigued her – that someone she had met only once before could already be offering to protect her and provide for her a home. She had known such kindness only once, and her heart ached to think of the sable woman who had taken her in and claimed her as a sort of daughter. This reminded her, however, that she was in fact luperci now, and she couldn’t help but wonder if this would change the man’s opinion of her.

And then, as if he had read her thoughts, he mentioned a name that she thought she’d never hear again: Soran. Mother, she muttered, her expression softening as every memory she’d ever held dear of them together played across her mind’s eye. She was no longer a Dreamer? And she and Deuce were together now? So much had happened since she’d left, she could hardly contain herself. So much indeed… Her thoughts redirected once more and her tail ceased its wagging; she knew that she had to tell him.

With another gentle lick to his neck, she sat up just enough to nuzzle into his thick coat…that is, if he relaxed long enough to allow her. She chose her words carefully, her tone more soothing than playful as she admitted, I would be delighted to follow you home sweetheart, but something has changed since we last met…I am luperci now, so I must ask if your pack would even allow someone like me to join them, let alone if this does not change your opinion of me? She leaned back enough to look into his eyes; how stunning they still were. As if attempting to persuade his affections to remain with her, she nuzzled beneath his chin and whimpered softly.


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OOC: xD || WC +634

He let his head rest in her deep chocolaty fur a moment, inhaling her sweet perfume. It was refreshingly light and aromatic, like a field of wildflowers, while his own was a strong and earthy musk like fresh disturbed earth and pine needles. He poked her belly with his nose, and nuzzled his snout into her paw when she placed it on his chest. His own bushy tail was whooshing the air in a slow but steady rhythm still raised a little above his back. Her chuckle had him cocking his head, gazing at her curiously. Had he said something funny? He took his head from her paw, lowering his head to gaze at her with his ears folded oddly. His ear twitched at the word, ‘mother.’ But it was quiet and he didn’t touch on it. She smelled nothing like Deuce or Soran, and watched her eyes become distant, recognizing a moment lost to memory as he’d experienced many times before.


His tail gave pause when he saw her own tail cease. His brows furrowed and he allowed her soft tongue wash over his throat, the fur there stirred reflexively, bristling in the slightest. It soon relaxed and she was speaking now more serious, placating even and he gazed at her from the corner of his eyes, narrowing them suspiciously. He was correct in his judgment of her scent, but he’d been far too enthralled by her presence to truly give it any heed. It was not the absence of the Dreamers’ scents that made her smell so, it was something else…something he wasn’t quite prepared for. His fur bristled again and he withdrew from her, breaking eye contact. It was a hard hit, and his heart sunk in those few moments. But it was not all bad news. It was not a rejection, but he found it hard to understand why she’d chosen to taint something that had been so pure, so beautiful.


‘There are no true wolves anymore.’ the crimson Luperci brute’s voice echoed inside his skull. He was foolish to think that this wolfess had been any different. Instead of chiding her he turned to face her again. His face was unlined and calm, but his eyes were distant. He wanted to question her, ask her ‘why’ and ‘when?’ but held himself back. “There are many Luperci among my pack, the alphas, beta, many if not all carry the ‘taint.’ His voice was even and unemotional, merely a statement of fact. He did not begrudge his pack their choices or their blood, but her…With her he felt hope for the future, that wolves like himself did, indeed, exist. He felt he wasn’t alone. But now, with her a Luperci the old emotions came flooding back, and he was nothing more than a dying breed- the last of his line.


Something strange stirred within him, then. When he searched his feelings the sadness was there, the betrayal, the disappointment, but it was not the only emotion. His heart ached, but the desire was still there. He puzzled at it a moment, locked in an internal struggle as he fought for words. Her voice was in his ear. It doesn’t. He said firmly, to reassure himself as well as her. You are beautiful to me still. And with those words his eyes met hers in silence, he spoke with nothing but those green flecked pools. They closed slowly, leisurely as she nuzzled him and he found himself nuzzling her back. If he had known it he would have sighed her name then. But as he realized no such title had been offered from her lips now or before he broke from her, regarding her carefully. A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. My love…I don’t even know your name.


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*chuckles* Oh Blind, you doofus...


Blind smiled warmly at the male's return of affection, and felt comforted further as he told her of the luperci leaders that he seemed to have the displeasure of living with. Although he clearly respected his leaders highly, she could tell that the notion of a two-legged canine was not one that agreed with the male's heart, and this worried her once again as she awaited his answer to her second question. But, to her pleasant surprise, he stated that he viewed her no differently and even thought her beautiful. She could feel the heat rising all the way to the tips of her ears as she nestled in his fur below him, hardly used to someone complimenting her in such a matter...save for one canine...

The dark she-wolf blinked away the distraction of the scarred hybrid, and then slithered out from under the brute as he stated he didn't know her name...and then, what had he called her? Love? She laughed loudly at the whole of his sentence, the playful light bouncing back through her eyes. Her tail swished coyly and she slipped around behind the male, tilting her nose skyward in a very haughty manner. This is true, she declared, for how can I return home with you if we don't even know each other's names? But then...how can you be so quick to act kindly - and even affectionately - toward me if we are still nearly strangers? Perhaps you have some dark motive that I don't know about? She smiled at him then, showing him that her words were born in jest and she felt no discontent toward the man. Then, sitting once more only a few paces from him, she said, My name is Blind. And you are?


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OOC: "Happiness is a warm puppy," I remember seeing that phrase on a T-shirt. I happen to have a warm puppy in my lap... || WC +388

The betrayal was evident in his eyes, although absent from his voice. He sounded certain, and it was true, he desired her no less, but things had changed, and he was an outsider again. He no longer held her gaze and it drifted elsewhere. It occurred to him that his statement of the Luperci in his pack may have sounded a little off, perhaps bitter and he straightened. I admire them for their choices. They reject the life that most here embrace, and rightly so. Nothing could turn me against my family. Not what they are, I see them for what they have become and they‘ve earned my respect. His voice was honest and full of conviction. They were wolves after all, wolves were their past, present, and future. He was unapologetic and oblivious to any offence that could have been taken.


He’d been lost in the moment and would have taken no notice to his slip up if she hadn’t mentioned it. ‘Love,’ he’d called her out of jest. He could feel the heat rising in his face, but turned his head away instead, as if it were nothing. She move away from him to prance about and he nearly sighed. Ahh, they were back to this. It was foolish to think she’d understand, and he felt any possibility of explanation would prove hopeless. He drew his eyes towards her reluctantly, his expression blank. But when he laid eyes on her coy grin he relaxed and soon found himself smiling. It didn’t quite reach his eyes, but he was trying to see her as he had before. He felt torn. Was she not the same wolfess still?


I am Augustus. He stated. And I have no dark motives, unless you consider instinct a motive? He questioned, half-truthful, although he played it with a smirk. He wheeled on her again, not losing a step. It was all bittersweet now, but he’d play this game if she wanted to. He mirrored her and reclined to his haunches, wrapping his bushy white tail about his large paws. Now that introductions are out of the way… He started as he rose to all fours quickly and came towards her. His muzzle was at her ear. Will you consider my offer…Blind? He whispered, nipping at her earlobe as he uttered her name.


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Jealous!!! I want a puppy…


As she watched the flirtatiousness dissolve from the brute’s demeanor, Blind suddenly realized why she had been so happy that morning: because she had faked it. This disappointment was so akin to the flavor of the disappointment her dear coywolf friend had portrayed just yesterday, that every ounce of pain that had resulted from it now resurfaced and settled in the dark wolfess’ body as she listened distantly to the man’s words. Though he didn’t out-rightly admit it, he was disappointed at the news, as it showed in every movement he made. Her ears drooped again, but not in submission this time. Instead, they fell due to her own disappointment as she tried to smother the feelings of regret and self-loathing that were now threatening to choke her once again.

A new feeling poked its head through the emotional mess swirling inside Blind then, and her legs twitched at the sudden urge to just…walk away. What was the point of trying to convince yet another friend that she was the same old Blind, and that they didn’t need to worry about her causing any more harm? There was no point, because as far as Blind was concerned, she didn’t have the power to change their minds, even if she’d thought she had the energy to at least try. So she did rise to all fours then, her tail hanging lifelessly at her ankles as she watched the wolf – now known as Augustus – come to his own resolve and joke about instinct and the like. She didn’t move, however, for he beat her to the motion by cutting off her path and sidling up to her ear. His whisper sent a tiny shiver down her spine, intensified further by the feel of his teeth on her soft flesh. The she-wolf’s tail flicked, however momentarily, and then she smiled ever-so-slightly before tucking her head beneath Augustus’. Of course I’ll consider, she cooed, tangling her limbs betwixt the male’s. What kind of friend would I be if I didn’t?

With a quick jerk, Blind maneuvered her body in such a way that would hopefully knock the man onto his back if she aimed just right. If not, she’d look like quite the fool as a result of nothing more than an awkward, epileptic attempt.


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OOC: Fun thread! xD It's good to see him actually have some real thoughts and emotions that aren't about his past. And I lied, she's not a puppy, but I like to think she is xP || WC +506

There was something different about the atmosphere now. It had been once been exciting, the air humming with possibility. It had changed suddenly becoming strained somehow. No, this was not how he expected it to be when he saw her again. His ears dropped along with his tail. Whatever he was feeling, betrayed, mournful, she’d noticed, despite his attempt to conceal it. Her posture nearly mirrored his own, now. She gave no reaction to his words, or even seemed to be listening. His shoulders slumped forward and he hung his head momentarily. What have you done this time? He turned his back on her, as powerful as the gesture was. He growled, a guttural sound low in his throat. It was terribly quiet, a primitive reproach meant for only himself. His white claws tensed on the earth below him. He felt them sink into the dirt, thinking on the feel of it beneath his paw pads. It was strangely coarse and cold, even- although he would not feel it through his pelt.


Despite his feelings he gave it his best when he turned to tease her, strangely drifting in and out of his reverie. Perhaps that would change their situation, show her that he could accept this version of her as well. They were but strangers, no matter how compelled he felt towards her, and to be so hurt by her sudden reappearance and change did not quite make sense. So he shook it off, and moved to pursue her again. He was not entirely the wolf he’d been as he was when he’d come to Nova Scotia. He had changed since then, and was no longer so oblivious. He felt shamed to remember the way he had scorned the Luperci, harboring hatred against the entirety of the inflicted. He would show this to her, let her know that he could learn to care for her just as much as he had before, encourage feelings beyond desire. She was the woman of his dreams, kind and warm. She deserved treated just as she had before, as if nothing had changed.


Her head nuzzled against his throat and were he a cat he would have purred. He blinked slowly, contentedly. Before he had a chance to acknowledge her words. But the word ‘friend’ stung him a bit. No, not friends. She deserved more. I’m glad. He replied to her promise of contemplation. His thoughts ceased and he was aware of her body jerking suddenly. His paws tilted a bit, but he was able to keep himself upright. It was a good attempt, admirable for one her size, but it proved futile against his one hundred and forty five pounds of weight. Had he weighed less she might have even succeeded. All it did was cause him to lean slightly for a moment, lifting but a couple toe pads from the ground. His brows twitched and a smirk snaked its way about his muzzle. What exactly were you trying to do, Blind? He rumbled, finding her actions curious.


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Still, I want a dog or puppy or some sort of canine lol. My apt. won’t even let us have a fish…


Her attempt to trip Augustus had failed, but that didn’t entirely disappoint her. Instead, it gave her an excuse to snuggle up to the large male and wrap her tiny frame around his. He smirked at her, and Blind returned the look with a grin of her own, one that reached her bi-colored eyes and portrayed a look of foxiness as she answered his question with a simple, Just playing. Lowering her head, the lithe wolfess slipped underneath his large body, her back brushing against his belly until she emerged again near his tail. She took a couple steps forward so as to put only a few paces distance between them, her snout turning so that she could better peer at him from over her shoulder. She giggled, much like the young girl had when she was a pup, her mischievous nature turned on to its full extent. She very much enjoyed playing with Augustus, and she showed him just how much by whirling around and nipping at his flank so lightly that it almost could have been considered a mere prick of her teeth. She lowered to the ground then, curling her body up tight so as to protect herself from any following attacks, despite how good-natured they might be.

As Blind watched the dust-pelted wolf, it suddenly dawned on her why she had been so happy that morning: her mind had, yet again, tricked her into a false sense of security, her emotions lying to her brain as if they had been a scolded child facing a parent. Really, she was distraught and nearly beside herself with pain; she hadn’t wanted to leave her hybrid friend the day prior to her encounter with Augustus. But they were undergoing very different life changes, ones that would eventually pull them apart and send them on their separate ways for good if Fate deemed it so. Blind often wished she had been born part coyote so that she could attempt to join Inferni and never leave her friend again, but that was not who she was. The young wolfess tilted her head then – no, she was in fact a wolf, not a coyote. Born of wolf parents and carrying genes passed down through generations of wolves. Her destiny was not to be with this hybrid, or any other for that matter. Her eyes flickered back to Augustus as she made this realization, and a warm smile crept across her maw. No, she was meant to be with wolves…wolves like him.

Rising to her paws once again, she hardly gave him a chance to react to her lowered position as she snuck over to him and tucked her head beneath his once more. A pink tongue slipped out from her jaws and aimed to lap at the brute’s neck, ears, and face. Lowering her haunches ever so slightly, she tucked her tail between her thighs and flattened her ears, whimpering softly as her tongue sought to catch his snout. She would do whatever it took to please this male; she wanted him to be the first to look at her as a blessing and not a mistake. She wanted him to see her as only Soran ever had, and more. Finally ceasing her licking, she looked up at Augustus with patient eyes as if waiting for him to answer her silent pleas. And then she muttered, I will go with you Augustus.


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OOC: dude, the sucks ! Sad( Heads up, something special coming your way xD! || WC +470

The man watched her every movement with gleaming yellow eyes as if even a flick of her black lashes were terribly intriguing. His tail wagged slowly because of the sheer weight of it, but his heart was racing inside his chest. His skin was flushed beneath his fur, and he was thankful to be enveloped in it, making it impossible for her to notice. His eyes widened as she slid beneath him, hairs pricking up all over his body with the caress of her pelt on his chest, now his belly. His body felt alive in ways it never had, and he had to close his eyes tight to keep his self control. Still, he couldn’t stop the low throaty growl that tumbled from his muzzle as she snaked her way out from underneath his hind legs. A shudder ran down his spine, and he turned his gaze lazily to where she stood, watching him from over her shoulder. Her teeth pricked his haunch and he growled lustily.


He was completely under her spell now and his paws moved so very slowly as he turned towards her. He inched forward as if caught in some magnetic pull. He was breathing rapidly and his tongue soon flopped from his slavering jowls. He cocked his head as she curled to the ground, and when he was just above her he whined pathetically, soon prodding her with his snout, trying to rouse her from the earth. His paws dashed forward and he started digging into the permafrost in desperation, all the while whining. She soon rose to her paws and nuzzled into his mane, causing a growl of pleasure to gurgle past his lips. She licked his muzzle and his own tongue met hers a minute, making him suddenly freeze, eyes wide. He smiled bashfully as he turned his face away. It took a moment for the brute to realize her words. They sunk in slowly causing his expression to change second by second until he was at full attention, ears erect. He cocked his head and gazed at her, bewildered. Was it true? His eyes darted about her face and body trying to figure out if he’d heard her correctly or if it’d simply been his imagination.


Her face was sincere and he felt his heart skip a beat. He surged forward, jaws agape and lashed his tongue about her face, neck, ears, and muzzle, his tail wagging fervently. Before she could say anything more he threw his head skyward letting out a howl of exultation. His voice shattered the stillness and breathed life into the world about them. He sang long and loudly, so the world would know his joy. When he was finally finished he hunched his shoulders and bulled himself into Blind, a wide smile plastered on his face.


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A surprise for me? Big Grin And your post is lovely, what are you talking about?!


Augustus’ moves were rather odd, and the dark wolfess couldn’t help but giggle at the funny fellow. He moved as if he were stepping on glass, each paw-step threatening to shatter the delicate surface and send them both tumbling into oblivion. Perhaps he was afraid, as she often was, that this was a dream they’d wake up from? Perhaps he was actually…HAPPY with her presence? With a brief swoop of her long tail, Blind nuzzled her body against the large wolf’s as he returned her licks, giggling once more at the pink tongue attacking her entire head. A tiny yip escaped her lips, and soon she found herself engulfed in a sound that overpowered her own: the dust-pelted wolf had his head thrown back, his mouth agape as he called out to the wilderness in an expression of his joy at her answer.

Blind lifted her own dark head to howl with him, her song a light and wistful tone compared to his deep and moving one. Their singing was interrupted, however, when Augustus finally lowered his head and barreled into her in one swift movement. With a surprised bark, Blind plummeted to the ground, her soft belly exposed as she looked up at the sky with wide, blinking eyes. Her smile returned quickly, however, and she wiggled around like a pudgy kitten on the ground as she looked up at the male, giggling softly again. Despite the pain she’d felt earlier, now she genuinely was happy, and the feeling was like releasing her breath after having held it for hours.

Her body held still then, her eyes alight with pleasure as they held the lemon-lime gaze of the other. Another giggle crossed the threshold of her dark lips as she fought the urge to turn back onto her belly. Though the Blind that had first arrived in Nova Scotia would have become nervous at the prospect of being so vulnerable, the she-wolf that lie before Augustus now stayed still in order to indulge the curiosity of what he was going to do next. He seemed as bouncy as a pup, the lolling tongue and wagging tail only coaxing more giggles from the fae’s throat as she pawed at Augustus and yipped once again. And she was going to see this face for perhaps the rest of her life, as she’d share a pack with him and the rest of his comrades. THAT thought terrified her, not being exposed. What if she couldn’t fit in with this pack either? What if she failed her interview with the alpha and wasn’t even permitted to cross their borders? So many thoughts swirled around in her head that for a moment she forgot what was going on. But somehow, that strong, dusty face tugged her back into reality and quieted her worries, and her smile broadened at the relief.


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OOC: Sorry for the delay, and feel free to push him away, he's getting ideas xD || WC +402

The man placed a paw on either side of her shoulders, gazing down at her as with eyes alight with immeasurable joy. To have another female in the midst of the pack would surely put him more at ease. Not that he did not care for the females amongst them. He cared greatly for all his brothers and sisters, but it was a family bond. For some reason, he felt he needed something more. Little did the man know that this was merely the cycle of life coming into play. He was a wolf grown, and his body was telling him it was time to pass on his genes and father a new generation. This was not to say that he did not care for the wolfess below him. Indeed, he cared for her a great deal. She’d been the only one he’d seen to be just like him, or at least, she had been once. Still, that same wolf was there, gazing back at him with bi-colored eyes. If there was anything he had learned it had been that, what Deuce had told him just that morning. The conversation was still with him, resounding in his head as each issue was brought to light.


She’d told him that when you changed you were still who you were before, only you could assume different forms. Still, the life of a two-legger was not something the man desired. But, to each his own, he guessed. Although it still made him uncomfortable, and he was not looking forward to ever witnessing a shift again. The incident with Terra put an end to all curiosity he had about how the process looked. Horrifying, had been the conclusion he’d drawn. Would it be so with Blind? His head cocked slightly at the thought, but he dismissed it as his eyes took her all in, beneath him on the ground, her neck and belly exposed.


His pelt was bristled and puffed up, the air suddenly electrified. His lips twisted up in a sort of grin. It wasn’t the silly expression he’d had moments before, but something more subtle, dangerous even. His muzzle traced a line from her chin down to her mid belly. It paused there and he looked up from under his lashes, gauging her expression. Her countenance was distant, worried, and he lifted his muzzle from her tender belly. Had he gone too far? Blind?


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Augustus noticeably hesitated, but whether it was in thought or regret at knocking her over Blind couldn’t tell. She lied still all the while, however, waiting for the large male to do something. His head tilted then, and she opened her mouth to comment on it, even ask what he was thinking, but his next action rendered her speechless. As his dark snout trailed down her vulnerable flesh, she felt a tingle follow it until it exploded beneath the tattooed sparrow on her naval. An indistinguishable urge silently begged him to go lower, but logic jerked her body around until she was lying with her back to him. Looking at him suspiciously over her shoulder, a tiny chuckle escaped her lips before she stretched toward him to nip at his face, her tail not neglecting to wag beneath him. Yes? What are you thinking grizzly bear? she jeered, not caring in the least that the pet name she’d chosen for him was rather silly. He was just as masculine and as gruff as a grizzly bear, so in her mind it fit him perfectly.

Another nip was stolen from his ears before she sat up, nuzzling her dark body against his neck and chest. She felt somewhat determined to leave her scent on him, to show the other females – whether of his pack or otherwise – that she had spent time with him, that she had gotten this close to him, and that she had played in such a way with him. She didn’t want to claim him just yet, nor did she want him to claim her. But the mere thought of him doing the same things with another woman sent her jealous raging, and the desire to keep others away was nearly overwhelming. For all the times that she’d never stood up for herself or fought for something, she would make it up now. With a flutter of her feminine lashes, Blind emitted a throaty growl as she rubbed herself against him once more, and then she paused before grinning devilishly and dipping her head to nuzzle against his own belly.


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OOC: Grizzly bear? xD SO cute!! And pretty pretty table and sig xD || WC +402

His stomach was all in knots, his heart a flutter in his chest. A wave of relief washed over him as she turned over beneath him. Whatever it was that had been inside him, had nearly taken control, and he wasn’t quite sure he was prepared to let it. There was uncertainty in him, something holding him back. It wasn’t until he felt his body quivering that he could identify that it was nervousness that caused him to hesitate. He found he just wasn’t ready, all the flirting and teasing never prepared him for anything real to come of it, it was just a game, now, one neither would yet see to completion. He withdrew from her, embarrassment and uncertainty rendering him silent. He lowered his head reservedly, his mind having won him over for the moment, leaving his body aching and defeated. No matter how strong and stoic he seemed to appear there was something in his chest that was made of something much less formidable. The scars on his face were a constant reminder of the strife he’d faced in his young life and a cause of self-consciousness. He hadn’t felt this with her, and he couldn’t help but appreciate her greatly for it.


There was something else there. She was so warm and compassionate, he just couldn’t lose himself with her no matter how easy it seemed. In thought he glared darkly at her from the corner of his eyes for teasing him so, it made it all so much harder. She scooted towards him and as he felt her gentle caress he whined softly, no longer the beast of moments before but of a wolf simply delighting greatly in another’s company and companionship. No matter how it seemed, the brute had a heart despite how much poking and prodding it took for it to reach the surface. He was feeling so extraordinarily vulnerable with her right now, exposed and when she questioned him he found himself answering to much and more. For a moment, you looked…sad. Was it something I did? His thought strayed to his near lapse of self-control and he continued meekly. I hope I didn’t make you uncomfortable…I uh almost lost control there, I’m sorry Blind. His voice was quiet and sincere, taking on an entirely new tone all together. The usual gruffness of his dissolving away and turning into something entirely new and open.


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