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Amy Sunders
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Running the shop without help was fairly difficult. After all the time spent haggling and fighting for better prices the pregnant dog was exhausted. She wanted someone to take this out on, but Hadley was gone. Traded for a couple bottles of alcohol and some matches. Amy regretted the trade a little. She now needed the effort to find a new slave and break them in. All of which took time and energy, something which she was becoming increasingly short on. Just passing a month being pregnant and Amy was already bursting to tear people apart.
She stepped out from the festival, making her way to the hot spring where she'd almost been killed. One would think she'd want nothing to do with it, but Amy simply resolved not to be caught off guard again, and trained with her weapons so that when she found the hybrid who had dared to try that on her would find the tables turned. Her mouth watered at the thought of her revenge, slicing through his flesh and carving into his deeply scarred body. She turned the corner, not watching her surroundings, whistling sightly as she entered the small hot springs, surrounded by a quiet glade of trees. She'd moved the hidden entrance as well, making sure he couldn't return through the same route. Keeping her ring on Amy stripped her clothes off, and slipped into the water with a deep sigh of pleasure.
OOC: Yea, sorry if my post seems really short. Will do a lot better in future posts.
IC:
The male was sure that this day would be his last. Like his last voyage, he had gotten lost inside the lands of where loner where loaners loomed. But unlike his previous trip, there were no Aniwayan escorts to guide him home. This trip had left the male stranded, deep inside the lands of where neutrals fought one another.
But the male would not be alone for much longer. About two hours after getting lost, he picked up a scent of a lone female dog not far. Echo decided to follow the female's scent. Eventually he ran into a lonely pond with a naked female inside it. At first, the male looked at her with fear. But then, he seemed almost into her. Half seduced, the male quickly greeted the female in a slightly awkward fashion, "Uhm... Hello? My name is Echo."
Word Count → 000 :: he needs to be careful what he wishes for lol
The heat of the water soothed the dog's mind. All the worries and stress floated away, washed away in the luxury of the heat. Sighing she sank lower into the water, letting the currents pull at her hair. Amy was tempted to pull the elastic out, letting her hair float around, but she was not going to be caught off guard again. Letting her hair down like that made it into a potential weapon against her, something that could be grabbed and have her pulled towards the person.
Eyes began to drift shut as she heard a noise outside. Convinced it was the same hybrid that had beaten her before Amy launched upright, snarling. She cleared the water, grabbing her dagger. Whirling she eyed the entrance. No one was there. Cautiously she stepped towards the entrance. Looking out she peered around. Sniffing the air she caught scent of a male wolf. So it wasn't the same one as last time. Pity. Still, it was something to do.
Not bothering to go back and get dressed Amy stepped fully out, her body still damp from the recent dip, fur gleaming in the light. Following her nose she found a dark wolf. He was around the same size as her, though he looked more curious and timid than the knife wielding female standing before him. Relaxed Amy looked at him, her hand dropping to her generously rounded hips. What are you doing?
IC: "Uhm, I got lost and found your, uh..." The male paused for a moment. He was absolutely stunned with the sight he was currently seeing. He was obviously blushing before the naked female, and there was obviously nothing he could do to stop it. To him, seeing a female in such a manner was rare. In the Aniwaya, almost everyone wore clothing. Those that didn't would never expose themselves in such a manner. "Mind me asking your name?... And if I could possibly help you with anything?"
Word Count → 000 :: sorry. someone challenged me to a spree XD
Amy eyed the Echo wolf suspiciously. There was no way he had just 'found' her hot springs. Just no way. Well, she hadn't exactly been careful keeping it hidden going in this time, so it might be partly her fault. Being lost was hard to swallow though. Most canines had a built in homing device. It was weakened for dogs, but the years living without humans was slowly starting to introduce those more feral instincts that allowed them to live without them. Amy's ears raised from their normally folded position, studying him.
Seeing the blush it occurred to Amy that she'd rushed out so quickly that she'd forgotten her clothes. Luckily she had the dignity of a queen, and didn't flush with the embarrassment that was now burning through her veins. At least he seemed appreciative of the sight. Amy was starting to round out a little with her pregnancy, marring her beauty. One could still see it in the curves of her body and long legs, but her swelling stomach did quell that to an extent. At least it was just a small bump. Amy wasn't looking forward to the melon form she would hold at the end of the month. She snorted as he spoke. Well Echo, you can help me by not so openly staring. Surely you've seen a female before?
Turning she moved back to where she'd dropped her clothes. Not bothering to dry herself Amy pulled her jeans on, followed by a dark green blouse that she buttoned up, leaving open at the top to dip down to her breasts. She slipped her short sword back on, as well as strapping her daggers on. The wet clothes clung to her body, only slightly better than wearing nothing. Amy returned to her visitor, looking at him carefully. My name's Amy Sunders.
IC: The male felt a little embarrassed at the situation he was in. He didn't expect such a reply. Especially since it was his first encounter with Amy. Echo provided a little caution when replying to the female. He didn't want to seem too unrealistic about things. "Erm, yea. Anyways, I got lost exploring these lands. I eventually picked up your scent, and here we are."
The male was hoping his female counterpart wasn't the kind that would blow him off so quickly, as others had done. He was thinking of someone who might as well help him find his was. Or of the somebody who would take him to fare places.But as the male finished his glance, he caught the sight of Amy's weapons. "Female warrior?" thought the male.
Following another's scent simply because it was there was the activity of someone who was looking for trouble of some sort. Echo might be lost, but he would have been better off by far trying to trace his way back to whatever pack he came from. Well, that didn't matter now. Her soak had been interrupted, and now she had this wolf to deal with. Sighing Amy stretched, noting his gaze falling upon her weapons. Grinning she looked up at him. I'm not the damsel in distress type of girl.
Not by a long shot. She was the wicked witch they needed rescuing from, rather. Cheered up by his admiring gaze Amy sat down on a nearby rock. She studied the wolf again, noticing the tip tips deckling his dark fur. What were you doing to get lost? Perhaps I could help solve your quest. If he was looking for something that he needed, Amy was more than willing to oblige. On the other hand, if he irritated her too much Amy just might find the outlet she'd been craving for her frustration.
IC: "Well, any ways, I came from the lands of the Aniwaya, but I've always liked the idea of exploring foreign territories. As I was exploring your lands, I found myself lost on my first day in here. On my next day, I found you and thought you could help me." The male was quick to respond to the female's question. He didn't want to anger a female loner who was carrying weapons. Especially when he himself had nothing but his own skin for defence.
This wolf certainly was annoying. He set out by explaining the obvious, that he came from Aniwaya. Amy could tell that just by the scent of his fur. Wanting to explore areas he hadn't known was admirable, and Amy did like how he referred to it as her lands, something that Amy herself viewed it as. Then he repeated that he'd gotten lost and found her, hoping for help. Rolling her eyes Amy mulled the information around in her head. The only thing that even slightly pulled at her interest was the want to explore new lands.
Amy looked Echo in the eye again, still fairly serious. Well I suppose you've gotten your fill of foreign lands. And you're definitely with someone who could tell you a lot. She wasn't exaggerating either. Amy made it her business to know everything about the land she lived in. Amy was yet to have a proper information network in place, but she knew all the packs, and the lay of the lands. Amy knew where was vulnerable, and where one could easily travel with a wagon in tow. She even knew how easy it would be to send him to the festival, where a pack member could find him. Keeping him as her own little toy was starting to sound interesting though.
IC: By now, it was quite obvious that Echo was both embarrassed and worried. Amy did seem a bit dangerous, and he wasn't in the mood to find himself too far from home. The constant reminder that he was in danger put Echo in an almost alarmed stated. But, like always, Echo's fear didn't exactly show what he was thinking. What was showing was the timid, lone wolf who seemed lost. "Well, can definitely see that." replied the male. "You've definitely been places."
Amy shifted on the rock, still feeling the dampness. Idly she picked up a throwing knife, playing with it in her hand. Obediently the knife danced between her fingers, stopping and turning as she pleased. Again Echo parroted what she said. He had earned his name very aptly. Quickly losing interest in him Amy flicked the blade into a tree a short distance away. Looking down at Echo she smiled. Want to play a game? She loved games.
Granted, most of her games tended to involve pain, but she certainly loved to play. The games weren't particularly dangerous if one knew what they were doing, but whether Amy was actually being challenged to work for a win or laughing as the other danced in pain, Amy would enjoy herself. It didn't matter what game they played, though dancing definitely seemed to be an option. Hide and seek or tag would be fun as well. Amy grinned placidly at her guest.
IC: The male was now entirely losing his trust in Amy. He knew, by now, the character in which she had. It was exactly what he would expect from any loner - a need to do sin. The male quickly looked back towards his surroundings. Would he be forced to run from Ami?
"Eh, what exactly does this game involve you doing?" Smiled the male, who by now had lost most of his patience, or need for help. The male quickly shifted from his stiff, fearful form to a relaxed one. He knew it would better not to be stiff in times like this. "...Could you help me get home?" He didn't hate Ami one bit, but he did fear her. All he wanted was to get home.
The wolf before her smelled of fear. It was a bit disappointing to Amy, but something she expected. Perhaps she'd been hoping for someone braver, considering how he'd interrupted her bath. No, he truly was someone that was simply lost. He did ask after what kind of game though, bringing a small smile to her lips. The kind of game she would play with him would be more gentle than others. Her harsher ones would kill him, leaving her with no amusement. Perhaps hide and seek. That was simple enough.
He asked for help getting home, and Amy's mood swung. Being pregnant made everything so unpredictable. Anger and sorrow clashed at her mind, as she found herself craving something she couldn't place. It wasn't blood lust, something she knew quite well, but a hunger of another kind. Shrugging Amy met his eyes. I can help you get home if you can help me get what I crave. Her stomach rumbled quietly, emphasizing the sudden need to devour.
IC: The male met Amy's eyes with relief. She wasn't looking for blood (at least not from him), but for something easier. Whatever it was, at least it didn't call for the male's death. He would do anything for this female to have his life spared. "Sure, I'll play your game," replied the male. "Anything besides blood is fine. Anything." But there was something else that caught Echo's attention. It was Amy's interesting character. There was something about her that had given him quite an attraction to the female.
Amy closed her eyes, concentrating on the hunger scratching inside of her. His agreement to play would have made Amy happy normally, but the mood swing had left her rather grumpy instead of just bored and annoyed. His way of agreeing was charming though. It kept her from snapping his head off in a fit. Instead she just let out a huff, looking around for something to do. It had to satisfy her sudden craving. That would be the only way to return her mood.
Her sharp eyes fixed back on Echo. Hiding somewhere in this clearing is a prize. I'll give you hints, but I won't tell you what it is. You'll be in charge of seeking it out and bringing it to me. When you do, I'll give you a reward. The rules were simple, and if Amy described what she was craving, he would hopefully find something that would fit it, allowing her craving to be satisfied without too much effort on her part. Grinning she waited for his acceptance.
Echo was now deeply into the female. There was something about her that made him want to stay with her longer. Just fifteen minutes ago, Echo was planning his escape (incase Amy turned violent.). But now, it seemed he wanted to be with her in some way. Gazing into female's eyes, the male agreed to Amy's request. "Alright, I'll do whatever you wish. May I have my first hint?"
Word Count → 000 :: can you please lengthen your posts? it's hard to come up with answers to
The look in Echo's eyes was almost hungry, hypnotized by the sway of power Amy held, walking with confidence. She smiled at his words, tucking away the words. It would become a weapon later, one used to force Echo to comply with her wishes. After all, he had said he would do whatever she wished. Amy would just have to be creative about that. There was still the fact that she needed to satisfy her craving first though. It was such a bother, being pregnant, even if she was just starting to show.
Licking her lips she looked around. Inside Amy probed at the craving, trying to identify what she wanted. It was so difficult, wanting something without knowing what would fit. Luckily she had someone more than willing to search for it. Turning back to meet his eyes Amy grinned before sitting down on a nearby rock. It's moist. Vague, but that would definitely narrow down the choices. That wasn't enough for her though. Bends easily. That was better.
ooc: Sorry for the long wait & will increase post-lengths.
ic: The male looked into Ami's eyes with his own personal craving. He was now the slave of some lone mistress, who had tremendous power. He could not object to Ami's wishes, nor would he. Ami seemed just too good. She was something Echo had never had. Something that every male he knew had. Echo didn't care what the mistress would do, or of what she might do, so long as she enjoyed the male's suffering.
By now, the male was staring directly into Ami's eyes. It was quite obvious that in his stare, he had some strong temptation he could not resist. The male came closer to the female, hoping that Ami would give him more hints. "Does this include being a little rough?" said the male.
Amy had retreated to her own personal world inside her head, prodding at the craving she felt. Figuring out what exactly it was that she wanted was difficult. She was fairly certain it was some kind of meat, though figuring out what kind was difficult. Young meat, perhaps, with the requirement of being able to bend. The taste though, Amy couldn't seem to place what the taste was. She glanced down, noting the almost hypnotized way that Echo moved. Smiling her tail swished behind her. He was all hers now.
He moved closer, as if drawn to her by something more powerful than his own will. Amy smiled as she heard his words, chuckling a little. She wished she could take this wolf, to do what she would with him, bringing them both to the edge with pain and pleasure. She couldn't grant that right now, and it drove her mad beyond measure, having to settle for second best. Sure, Bring it to me while it's still alive. It is very rich. What a lousy description, but she was getting closer.
ic: Echo was truly falling in love with Ami. He hoped she would take him with her on some long-adventure, then force him to do horrible things, to which he could not deny. Echo didn't mind leaving the Aniwaya, even if it was for years. He only cared for adventure, and for those he loved. Back in his home lands, he had no one but himself. His best friend had died long ago. Now, he was with a seductive, beautiful mistress, who seemed harsh. He wanted to feel both the pain and pleasure this female would do to him, even if it meant his end.
The male was just inches from the female's face. His tall body kept the meat the female was looking for, fresh and ready. Question now was what Ami wanted to do with it.. He did like the image of her bending.... He certainly would show himself a worthy slave. "Yes, my mistress..."
