[M]Nightmare's Call

Amy Sunders · 04-13-2012, 03:26 PM

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WARNING: This thread contains material exceeding the general board rating of PG-13. It may contain very strong language, drug usage, graphic violence, or graphic sexual content. Reader discretion is advised.

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Amy had been planning on stopping by Inferni, but had changed her mind, deciding to do something more fun instead. It had been a while since she'd stopped by Ichika and toyed with the members. She could do that now. Sure, she had been informed that Ichika and Anathema were working on becoming allies, but that simply meant she would have to be more subtle in her games. Amy wasn't a brute, after all. She was very delicate, elegance coming off her in rolls. Not to mention that returning to Anathema made her very, very uneasy. She just didn't feel that she was good enough right now. Her ears were mostly recovered from being screamed at now, but it still made her restless, knowing that she'd been forced to submit, unable to fight back.

Shaking that distasteful feeling off Amy concentrated on what she knew she could do. Like force Kiara to cower with fear and submit to her. That ought to be enough to settle her veins. Amy was going to be training like mad when she returned to the pack, promising herself that when the time came she would force Panda to submit to her and lick her feet. She would pay for what she had done. As soon as Amy was strong enough. Lifting her head Amy howled to the sky, calling for Kiara to come out. She knew the wolf would answer. Kiara had no other choice. She was Amy's toy after all.

Kiara Amarok · 04-17-2012, 08:23 PM

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Ever since the puppies eyes had opened, they had both tried their best to leave the safety of Kiara's den. The single mother had spent hours ferrying the young puppies back into the main chamber of her underground home. She had tried seeral times to teach her children the importance of staying inside, unfortunately both were too young to understand her words. However, after the terrible incident with the coyote, neither Kohaku nor Lucia tried to sneak out of the den. For this, Kiara was grateful.

The arctic wolf sat just outside her den, enjoying the sun and the peace. Kohaku and Lucia had finished their meal, a combination of regurgitated meat and milk from their mother. Shortly after their meal, the two siblings had fallen asleep in a pile. Their mother was in the middle of taking a much deserved break when a familiar call drifted over the valley. The voice made Kiara's blood run cold, her entire body froze and her scars burned with the memory of her trauma. Amy. Anger flared in the young mother as her instincts screamed due to the danger that had quite literally called her name. That yellow dog was near the pack lands and was a threat to her puppies. Kiara was going to chase her off if it was the last thing she did.

Without a second thought, the white female dashed through the forest. Anger burned deep within her sapphire eyes and her muscles strained as she pushed them to their limits. Kiara was at the boarder in no time with her heckles raised, her tail sky high, and her teeth bared. She stopped several feet from the line of freshly picked flowers and hissed angrily, "Get lost dog, you aren't welcome here." Kiara had begun to shed her winter coat, which gave her a rather ragged look. The scars that were one hidden from view had been revealed and flashed out from under the falling fur.

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Amy Sunders · 04-18-2012, 12:10 PM

Idly the trader leaned back, examining her claws. They looked sharp still. There was a slight caking of blood under one that she rapidly got rid of, scraping away. That was better. Now she looked properly dignified, a beautiful green and blue gem necklace dipping down to rest on her chest. Her hair was carefully gathered up, and she knew that she looked the proper part of a visitor coming to the pack. As expected, Kiara was prompt in answering her call. She had expected no less from what had become her favorite toy. The wolf was always so vulnerable, no matter how many times the lesson to fear Amy was drilled into her head.

A broad smile filled her face at the sight of the angry wolf. Hackles were raised high, tail alert. The warning was clear, to get out. Unfortunately, Kiara was not the one in charge. Amy was. She looked over the ragged coat, ears raised. It looked like something had sunk in, with the distance between them. That's a nice greeting. I come all the way out here to see you and you tell me to leave. Kiara, I thought we were closer than that. She lifted her head, sniffing the air. A flash of emotion ran across Amy's face. Anger, despair, it was hard to tell what it was. Pups. Kiara's pups were healthy and alive, while hers were dead. An even more sleek voice came out now. How are the puppies doing? Growing well I hope?

Kiara Amarok · 04-20-2012, 02:33 PM

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After all that had happened, the death of her daughter, the capture of her son, the loss of her friends; it seemed to Kiara that she had somehow offended some sort of deity. It seemed like a powerful spirit, or vengful god had decided that the arctic wolf needed to pay for an unknown crime. Perhaps it was fate, or simply coincidence. Even so, yet another threat loomed at Ichika's boarders and brought unease to the new mother's mind. Her puppies were in danger so long as that dog was anywhere near Ichika. Despite her best efforts to warn Amy off, she simply stood there an smiled in her sickly, sweet way.

Amy's words only fueled Kiara bitter hatred for the female, but she too smiled. Her fangs bared through her deathly grin. "Amy, you are as delusional as always. But I am afraid to say, it is only you who claims such fantasies." Kiara was no longer a hapless wolf who knew nothing of fighting other canines. She had fought and won against a coyote, and even though the fight had been unfair, it somehow changed her. To shed the blood of luperci, it was an incredible thing for one bound to a single form. Even though Kiara still knew little about fighting, her battle had given her some confidence.

The yellow dog raised her muzzle a little and an emotion flashed briefly across her face. Kiara's head tilted just a hair as confusion darted through her mind. Amy had reacted to something; although what, the arctic wolf could not guess. The luperci's question made a smile of superiority spread across Kiara's face. "I wont grace that question with an answer, although I see you have had your puppies. Tell me luperci, what was it like to give birth on your own like the uninfected? I'm dying to know how 'uncivilized' it made you feel." Kiara tail wagged, she knew she was playing with fire, but the insult was too hard to resist.

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Amy Sunders · 04-20-2012, 02:49 PM

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OOC ouch. mentioning her pups a bad move

A mocking grin remained. Kiara could deny it all she wanted, but there was a reason why Kiara had come to her call. She couldn't resist Amy, her sweet little toy. They were connected, as much as she was sure Kiara would love to severe that and live her own life. Amy wasn't going to let that happen though. She enjoyed tormenting the white wolf. True, she wasn't nearly as much fun as when Amy had first found her. Amy would need a new toy soon, someone even more innocent than this one. For now though, Kiara fit the bill perfectly.

That changed as soon as the stupid wolf had the gall to mention Amy's pups. Always, Amy had been in control meeting the white wolf, leading what had happened. Mentioning those weak beings though, the ones Amy was shamed to have given birth to, dragged around like nothing angered her. It quickly hid itself under a sickly grin, a secret revealed. So Kiara wasn't infected. Amy would have to fix that. Don't trouble yourself with that dear. I had a proper medic and everything I needed. It appears that you are lacking however. So I shall give you a gift. Smiling Amy approached, dagger flicking out into her hand.

Kiara Amarok · 04-23-2012, 01:15 PM

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No matter what Kiara did or said, that sickly smile never left Amy's face. The dog was an enigma to Kiara. She was so malicious, and seemed to have developed an appetite for tormenting the small wolf. Kiara hated Amy, and resented the luperci's pleasure in her pain. Why wouldn't Amy leave her and her puppies alone? What had she done to deserve Amy's wrath? Either way, Kiara was determined to show the yellow dog that she wouldn't just role over and let Amy do what ever she wanted to the white wolf's mind and body. The new mother was stronger than that, she had proven her strength. She had protected her puppies and had raised them on her own. Fire burned in Kiara's eyes, the determination clear in her posture.

Despite her resolve, Amy's sickly grin wheedled it's way into Kiara's heart and struck a note of worry into the white wolf. Rising fear built up in her chest as Amy spoke, although Kiara tried her best to push the anxious feeling down and bury her worry. Even so, the arctic wolf's heckles slowly lowered and her tail began to tuck itself between her legs as the realization of Amy's intent hit her like a slow motion tidal wave. Sapphire eye's became wide disks as her ears flicked back. Kiara instinctively lowered her body, but her fierce fangs continued to be displayed. A harsh growl erupted from her maw, but was quickly swallowed when Amy brought out her knife.

Fear turned to panic as Amy approached and it rooted Kiara to the ground. Frozen, she could only watch as the luperci approached. It felt like she had lost control of her body, like she had left her body. The mother's mind screamed at her body to run, but her muscles were fixed in place and had become unlovable. At the last second Kiara finally managed to move and she turned to run. She had to get away, fast.

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Amy Sunders · 04-23-2012, 02:53 PM

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OOC pp approved

The stupid cow managed to stand strong for a short time. Amy moved forward, twiddling with the knife in her hand, watching, knowing that Kiara would break down soon. Just as expected the tail began to lower from the high position, ears laid back with fear. Kiara couldn't resist her. She was almost completely shattered by Amy. The trader would need someone new now. Someone that would last longer, with delicious screams.

The wolf completely froze as Amy moved closer, her grin turned malicious. Kiara would pay for dragging her pups through the mud like that. She would feel every ounce of pain Amy felt with the burden of shame. The wolf finally managed to turn to bolt, but hands were useful things. Amy just had to reach over, and she held the struggling wolf by the scruff. Where are you going? I still have something to give you, dear friend. Amy brought the knife down and began carving through the flesh, working on forming the symbol of the wolf's absolute defeat.

Kiara Amarok · 04-23-2012, 07:28 PM

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Panic and fear filled the young mother's mind as she tried to flee. Kiara turned to the safety of her pack, but was it really all that safe? Their numbers had dwindled to just a few, and the lands were so big that the chances of rescue for the she-wolf were slim. Kiara closed her eyes as she moved in what seemed like slow motion. Her fore legs slowly stretched out as they tried to reach for the ground and propel her forward. The muscles in her back legs tensed as they pushed against the earth to launch the arctic wolf's small frame forward. She needed to get away from Amy and get back to her pups.

A dexterous hand reached out and grabbed the scruff of Kiara's neck, making time speed up till it was too fast. The arctic wolf yelped as her body was yanked back and held down. Kiara struggled, her limbs failed as panic overwhelmed her mind. Amy's slimy words were drowned in a sea of fear. In an attempt to free herself, Kiara brought her maw up to bite at any exposed piece of flesh. Her razor sharp fangs swung through the air, while her legs worked frantically to free her body from the luperci's fingers. The gleaming dagger reflected in her wide eyes and as it had done so many times in her nightmares it came down and was driven into her shoulder.

As metal pierced flesh, Kiara's mind seemed to vanish. Once again her body froze and her consciousness drifted out of her body. The snow wolf's ears flicked back and her lips were pulled back into a growl, but she remained utterly still. Kiara couldn't move, her growls erupted as pain spread through her shoulder. Occasionally, the pain was enough to make Kiara move, to have her try in vain to escape or to attempt to bite at Amy. But soon fear and panic would drive her consciousness out again and would freeze her body in place.

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Amy Sunders · 04-24-2012, 10:16 AM

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OOC

The wolf's struggles were useless, striking against the air. Amy simply shifted her grip a little, moving out of range of the fangs that threatened to cut her. The knife cleaved through the flesh with ease, the task that it was designed to do. Amy took good care of her knives, always slicing with ease. If they didn't she'd be disappointed. More proof that the toy was almost used up was given to her. Kiara stopped struggling, only the occasional growls coming out. How disappointing. It was getting boring. At least this was a good punishment. Kiara would know better than to ask about things she shouldn't after this.

The cut complete, Amy stared at the harsh symbol in the white wolf's flesh. Blood ran down, staining it. A deep wound, one that would scar. Exactly how she liked it. It's almost over dear. Now I just share with you. Bringing her knife up Amy licked the blood off quickly before drawing it up her arm. This cut was more careful, designed to avoid scarring, though it still let her bleed enough for what was necessary. Kneeling she held it on the open wound, letting their blood intermingle. You won't need to remain on four legs for much longer. The monster chuckled darkly, knowing Kiara didn't want this.

Kiara Amarok · 04-25-2012, 01:35 PM

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The world seemed to stop and it felt like Kiara's mind had been jettisoned out of her body. It was like watching a play, like the horrors were not real or were happening to someone else. She was a spectator to the atrocities, yet pain seemed to drown her mind and fill her soul. Kiara watched as her body struggled, as it made feeble attempt to get away or deal damage to her aggressor. However, all was for naught and soon her body curled up into a small ball as it waited for the nightmare to end. Small, half-hearted growls erupted from the snowy female's black lips, but it did little to help her situation.

After what seemed like an eternity, the dagger was withdrawn from Kiara's shoulder. Her body shook, while the spring air stung the fresh wound. Kiara didn't dare look at the carving, she didn't want to see it or believe it. Soothing words came from Amy, but they provided her no comfort. Instead, a new horror emerged as the luperci claimed she would share. Renewed panic filled her mind and intensified as Kiara twisted to dig her hind legs into the earth. She struggled to get away, but Amy had a strong grip on the scruff of her neck. At that moment, the arctic wolf dearly wished she had worked on fighting with Saluce and not just the drills. Why hadn't she learned how to fight? Why didn't she know what to do in such a situation?

Unfortunately, her body wilted again as her consciousness flew out of her body. The young mother watched helplessly as Amy brought a blooding arm down to her wound. The pain was dulled to her consciousness, but her body whimpered and cried as the injured flesh was pushed and damaged further. Red blood mixed as sweet words poisoned her ears. This was it, the end of Kiara's life as a normal, uninfected wolf. Her soul cried out, her mind screamed as she tried in vain to make the nightmare stop.

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Amy Sunders · 04-25-2012, 02:50 PM

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The wolf's body shook violently. The scent of her fear was thick in the air, a feast for the beast that stood there. Amy inhaled it in, smiling softly. It was better than any drink, as enjoyable as the pleasure of being with a male. The mix went through, the body limp in her arms. Once Amy had determined that enough blood had mixed she pulled her arm back. Neatly she licked away at it, cleaning the wound. Retreating a short distance Amy dug out some cloth, binding up the cut on her arm. She didn't want it to get infected.

Be thankful, Kiara. I have given you something special. You're more than just an animal now. Adjust well! Tail swishing Amy turned, heading back towards Anathema. She felt a lot better now. Stopping by to see her toy had been a good idea. Unfortunately, it looked like her toy was used up now. She could only deliver punishment now, no more satisfying screams of fear to feed her, no more struggles. Well, she had lasted longer than Amy had expected. That had to count for something. Amy wouldn't be seeking out Kiara again though. Not unless the wolf did something Amy didn't care for.

Kiara Amarok · 04-26-2012, 03:31 PM

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At last, the nightmare was finished. With a final goodbye and words that made Kiara's blood freeze, the luperci left the injured wolf to her own devices. Terrified sapphire eyes watched Amy swish her tail as she left. Kiara didn't dare move, she simply sat in a curled ball and let her blood coagulate in the wound. The land beneath her was stained with her blood again, but she paid little attention to it. Horror filled the white wolf's mind as reality tried it's best to sink in. Amy had infected her, she wouldn't ever be the same again. The idea repulsed Kiara and she grew afraid of her own body. There were times when the arctic wolf had been envious of the luperci, but she had never dreamed of becoming one herself. Kiara felt like everything had been taken from her, like her life had ended. She was no longer herself.

It took her almost an hour to finally move, to let her sore limbs and injured body untangle itself. Something called to the female, an instinct that drove her to move and continue living. With a heavy heart, the young mother limped back to her den. From inside the soft cries of her puppies called to her. Even if she was no longer herself, they still needed her. She was still their mother and their only parent. Finally, Kiara addressed her injury. It was ugly and had stained her brilliant coat red. Carefully she cleaned the wound, her body wincing as her tongue worked to removed the stain. Once clean, Kiara entered her den and sought refuge with her infant puppies.

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