[m] [p] ten thousand days in the fire

Eris Eternity · 05-07-2012, 11:24 PM

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Eris is by Kiri, a gift from Sylvey!

Eris at first thought they were remnants of the camp they'd sacked, perhaps some scout wolves who had been absent from the camp at the time Inferni and Salsola smashed it. As she drew nearer on horseback, however, she saw this was not the case at all: both were clearly coyotes, and clearly skinny, underfed things. Horse was, as always, utterly passive and acquiesced to the dark-furred woman's wishes immediately, her gait picking up into a quick trot.

They weren't really trespassers -- they'd only come up to the stone wall, decided it was claimed territory, and turned back. The dark-furred hybrid, however, was itching for blood, and it was blood she would have. Trotting Horse out from the copse of trees where she'd lurked, waiting to see if they trespassed or not, the pair of coyotes had gawked at her for a moment, and then turned to run. The dark-furred hybrid gave chase, and Horse was bearing down on the slower of the pair quickly.

The Auxiliary tossed back her head and issued a cry, too joyful to be one of alarm or warning -- this was the cry of the chase.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-08-2012, 12:03 AM

The woman was patrolling the borders, as she was apt too lately. Though she had heard the camp had been ransacked and destroyed totally there still might be a chance that a few wolves had been absent, and she had been diligently searching for such signs alone the stone wall that bordered the thistle kingdom. Her pack so far had more or less stayed away from her, all the individuals that might have been murderers, rapists, blackmailers and the like seemingly couldn't handle the skull bleached onto her face, the reminder that beneath the fur, the scars and the muscles that's all they were. Walking skeletons. No, could any of them handle the glimpse of mortality that she gave them? That she presented not only with her bleached fur, but the skull she had stolen from her father?

Apparently not. At this, the nocturn colored female snorted at in disgust. The gift she had been presented with went unnoticed, the black tendrils that wrapped around her brain and heart forgotten. She had been blessed, chosen. Her body was muscular and fit, kept that way to feed her desire, her desire to show the world that they were not in fact immortal, that the crimes and misdeeds of yesterday were not to be forgotten and that they would pay for them, dearly. Her own father had. He was an abuser, and he beat Alessandra down to her last legs, keeping his youngest daughter hidden away in fear from the man that sired her. After she saw the light, seen that he was in fact in the wrong, she took her justice from him.

Some might have thought her strange for her markings and the skull that was either worn or bounced on her hip, attached to a belt, but she was not. Alessandra was simply a creature that desired justice, as most did. However, her justice was scewed and twisted so that it suited her entirely and made sense in her mind even if her actions were hypocritical, like most were. These were not her thoughts today though, she was simply out for a border patrol. The woman urged Valhalla forward, speeding up his pace so that she could feel the wind through her long, stark white hair. Nary a moment later came the call that would have chilled others to the bone, but it called to her, sung to her in a way that only a few understood. And so she rode on.

The demon-steed underneath her needed no urging, he understood his fallen angels thoughts as his own and he veered in the direction of the sounding automatically, his large hooves thundering over the soft ground that flew underneath him. After a few moments of hard riding the pair were riding side by side with the shaded creature that was the Auxiliary, both focused on the coyote's in front of them. Alessandra glanced at her leader and smiled wickedly, urging her horse past the others and catching up to the more fleet-footed coyote, snarling at him from her horses back. Reaching out with a claw-tipped hand she smacked Valhallas rump and he leapt forward with a snort, fire dancing through his eyes. As soon as the two were ahead they abruptly turned on a dime, cutting the male on the ground off. He backed away defensively from the apocalypse on horseback, hands up and incoherent blabber coming from his mouth.

This would be good.. This would be easy.. This was delicious.. A dangerous smile slid over her maw while icy blues glinted in the light, her demon horse quivering with anticipation underneath her.

Eris Eternity · 05-08-2012, 01:37 AM

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Eris is by Kiri, a gift from Sylvey!

When pressed, she would say they'd trespassed over the pack's lands. Who would doubt her, after all? Even if they had not trespassed, they'd come close enough, and Salsola had a need to slake its thirst for bloodshed. Eris, in particular, had a need for that: she had not been present with the sacking of the camp, and with good reason. She was no fighter; her physical advantages were few and far between. But she was horsed, and the skinny coyotes were afoot, and travel-worn.

There was a great noise of hooves and horse to her side, and the dark woman peered over curiously, sparing a glance toward Alessandra on her larger horse. The pair surged ahead of her and Eris gave chase after the female, not turning back to look toward Alessandra and the other one. Horse snorted, sides heaving with effort as she caught up to the woman, running alongside her. Eris's leg swept out and she leaned, clutching onto the horse's reigns and hanging with her other leg. She connected and the coyote went down, face-first.

The chestnut mare pulled up and Eris whirled her around, walking the animal toward her quarry. Horse did not prance so much as she lumbered, a force to be reckoned with, toward the coyote, who had sat up and seemed to be contemplating running again. Don't, Eris commanded. I will run you down. Get up and walk, the coyote said, pointing toward Alessandra and the male. The coyote stood on shaking limbs, eyes downcast and ears folded back, and turned to walk.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-08-2012, 02:27 AM

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It was a sad thing really, they had given up so easily. Alessandra was almost disapointed that her kin species couldn't have enough bravery to put up more of a fight then this. The male coyote knew he had lost, there was no point in trying to escape. His female companion soon joined him, directed by the shaded female on horseback to her right. The pair looked pitiful on the ground, shivering and clutching eachother in fear. If she was in the same position and was as weak as these two she might have reacted the same, but she did not. Both horses drew up to either side of the coyote pair, making it so there was no escape. Valhalla reached forward and snuffed the male coyote, blowing hot air in his face from his nostrils. Clearly, he had the right taste.

The male started to open his mouth, but was silenced immediately. " You, shut up before I cut out your tongue. " The ebony female snapped, feeling her chest rise with cruelness and being in the position of power. Turning to look at Eris, she saw him move slightly in the corner of her vision. " If you think I'm the only one who will stop you if you move another foot, you are sorely mistaken. " She said, her tone cruel and laced with malice. Valhalla stared at him and pawed at the ground with his hoof, issuing a snort of warning to the male. His ears lay themselves flat against his head and his eyes widened in fear, not daring to move another step. Less watched him for another minute before returning her icy blues to meet Eris's eyes.

" What do you propose we do with them Lady Eris? " She asked, a wicked smile painted across her maw. " The pack could always use a couple of slaves... or maybe perhaps only one.. " The woman suggested, leaving the end of her speech open to interpretation. She had heard about Larkspur's death, it wouldn't replace him, but maybe the death of one other may ease the pain slightly, make it more bearable.

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Eris Eternity · 05-08-2012, 02:39 AM

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(305) The lady can say whatevs in your post, dude do whatevers too. c:

Eris is by Nat!

Her catch was a skinny thing, a hybrid if Eris had ever seen one. This was apparent in her splotched coat to the dark-furred Auxiliary. She was skinny, all of her muscles and winter fat melted away by hard travel or hard times, or perhaps both. As the dark-furred coyote directed her quarry forth, however, she saw the splotching first mistaken for hybridization to be mud and dirt caked into the creature's fur. Whether fresh from the fall or old, Eris could not say.

Horse brought her toward Alessandra, and the skinny woman slunk toward the man, hiding behind him. Neither seemed particularly ready to put up more of a fight. The dark woman's ears flicked at Alessandra's question, and she considered both of the canines with a sour look upon her face. Trespassers, or near enough to it. Death to them both, the hybrid said, flicking her hand in disgust toward both creatures and turning her horse away.

Wait! Please! the male barked. I don't want to die, he babbled, ears flat against his head. He was quaking visibly, knees knocking against one another. Kill her, let me go, the coyote wailed, moving toward Eris and making to clutch for her leg. She drove Horse forward and out of his reach, hissing with rage.

Coward, she spat, turning her horse around. Try to touch me with those dirty hands again, she added, more evenly. Through this, the woman had begun whimpering, sinking to the ground with ears flat against her head. The dark woman guided her horse closer, nearly standing over the frail figure. See what he does to her, tsk, the hybrid said, pointing. Scum, ready to trade her life for his. Do you want to live, dearest? the coyote murmured, leaning down close toward the woman.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-08-2012, 03:10 AM

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As soon as the words were out of her leaders mouth Alessandra nodded, getting ready to dismount Valhalla with her hands on her weapons. However, the male pleaded with the charcoal woman, going so far as to reach for her person. Eris did not react well, and Alessandra could only watch as the scene before her unfolded. A look of disgust stormed over her face as the male's fists closed without anything between them, his face falling as he fell to his knees in front of his companion woman. Less slid down from her horse, leaving her cloak on his back so she could fully display all of her weapons to these two algae-suckers.

She circled them both, a harsh glint in her eyes. Reaching the front of the male she suddenly lashed out with a foot, her clawed toes connecting solidly with his stomach and making him keel over, wheezing from the impact. " What is your connection to her? " She demanded from him, her hands settling on her hips as she waited a few moments for a response. He wheezed some more, trying to form words. Growling at him she wound up for another kick, pausing only when he held out a hand and choked out a few words. " Sh- She is my little sister.. " The ebony woman hissed at this and followed through with another kick, knocking him completely to the ground on his side.

The younger female whimpered and covered her eyes, peeking through her fingers at the dark woman who had spoken to her, still atop her chesnut horse. Eyes brimming with tears, she nodded at the woman. " Yes... " She squeaked out meekly, uncontrollable shivers rocking her body. It was difficult to assess what was running through her mind, though fear had taken over whatever conscious she had left thus far. Alessandra stalked towards her, knowing that male wouldn't get up until she ordered it. She reached out roughly, but the actual contact made was much more gentle then it looked though it elicited a surprised yelp from the grounded female, her dark fingers entwined in her hair. Pushing her hands down, Alessandra tilted the skinny hybrids head in the direction of Eris, looking up at her with icy blues, her gaze questioning. In the black womans palm, the shaking females chin trembled.

" What do you think? " The woman asked, wondering if the charcoal-hued woman had changed her mind. There was no doubt, however, that the other would die. If Eris changed her mind about him, Alessandra would be shocked. He was just the sort of person that needed Alessandra's special brand of justice.

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Eris Eternity · 05-08-2012, 03:20 AM

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Eris is by Alaine!

Though unarmed, the dark-furred hybrid's strength was Salsola. Another had arrived to watch the scene unfold and help if necessary, ever a face she could count upon. Miqui had remained stolidly connected to Salsola since the very beginning, through the betrayal and downfall of his sister, and even her departure -- if she could count on no one else within the clan, it was Miqui. It was almost a shame the dust-colored man was quite so much a coyote; if he were even a little bit more wolfish, she might have even considered him for a mate -- later, of course. For the grieving widow to leap into the bed of another was never appropriate, and the shadowy hybrid had every intention of delaying any pretense of a relationship until it was more societally acceptable, of course.

Both of these sniveling canines disgusted her. They were lucky they had not called for her attention as the Auxiliary; she would have certainly slain them herself. She leaned back in her saddle and away from the woman, who smelled somewhat foul to her delicate nose. Wrinkling it, she peered at Alessandra curiously, rolling her shoulders with a faint frown. I don't know, my dearest. They both seem to cling to life with that particular desperation, she said, sighing. This one trades his own little sister for a little chance at freedom -- but which one will serve? That is the important question. Surely, we cannot afford both mouths. Slaughtering family could sometimes provoke such loyalty -- fearful loyalty, without a doubt, but loyalty all the same.

If we kill her, you'll serve us loyally, in a position fit for your station. The hybrid pointed at the cowering girl, who seemed to be inching away from Horse's hooves. Then, she spoke to the woman herself, pointing at her brother in turn. But if we let you live, you'll serve us just as loyally, and perhaps even thank us for ridding you of such awful family. Does he protect you? I think not. Miqui was edging toward the girl, ready to nab her if she chose to run away. It seemed the girl coyote hadn't yet noticed him, lurking as he was in the background. Eris had no desire to bring attention to his presence, of course. Let the idiots notice him in their own time, she thought, sparing no more than a casual glance in Miqui's direction and other directions, as if she were carefully seeking to prevent an ambush from allies of their newly captured chattel.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-12-2012, 05:52 PM

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less is by nat.

At the dark-furred Auxilary's words, Alessandra dropped the females head in disgust. A tiny heartstring within her plucked at the females plight, but it was both her and her brothers fault. Who was stupid enough to trespass on Salsola lands? Did the pack scent and large wall not speak volumes? While she had not seen the trespassing herself she completely trusted the words of Eris and would never dare to object her superior, so she just settled on watching the two for movement while listening. A grim smile graced her muzzle as she noticed the male coyote sneaking for the girl, though she quickly flicked her eyes away and watched the male instead. It seemed Eris had made a choice.

However, she wanted to watch them squirm more. " So.. " She began, grinning devilishly at the two prisoners. " Who will live and who will die? The coward brother, or the slobbering puddle of a girl? " Alessandra asked, her tone thoughtful. She even went as far as to stroke her chin in thought, making it look like she was having such a hard time debating between the two. Whatever the choice was, it might be fun letting that one have a dash at freedom only to be taken down by horses. Her bow and arrows were attached to her saddle, a good arrow in the back seemed to take them down real nice. Idly she wondered if the loser's blood would be too tainted to make a sacrifice, maybe she would pray to Tyr, god of war in Norse religion to protect them from further attacks from whatever had plagued this land.

The sacking of the camp had been done, but who knows, there might have been a few survivors and this was the perfect opportunity to ward off any other straggles. Maybe a head on a pike would do

Eris Eternity · 05-16-2012, 03:49 AM

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Eris is by Kiri!

The slim little coyote looked up at the dark woman with wide eyes, and slowly, she shook her head. Eris smiled knowingly, and her chartreuse eyes flicked to Miqui. They seemed to convey something, for the man ceased inching forward and stopped where he was. The little woman tossed a glance backward and seemed to do a double-take, looking once and looking again at the tall brown coyote lingering quite nearby. The gesture was small enough, but it let Eris know this little one was in her palm. Miqui, she said loudly. Good of you to join us, my dearest. It seems we've a choice to make, the hybrid said, echoing Alessandra's thoughts.

Perhaps we'll have a race. Whichever is trampled first is clearly the loser, as I see it, the hybrid stated, grinning broadly as she cast her attention toward the male. She had already rigged this game, of course, and knew which was to be the winner and which was to be the loser. An unruly slave served poorly, while one grateful for their new station, an improvement on the old -- well, Eris knew which she'd take every time. Run along, little one, she said, cooing and waving both coyotes off. I'd run quickly, if I were you.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-23-2012, 01:13 PM

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Alessandra watched the proceedings with a masked face, tail twitching behind her idly. She did not speak while Eris did, this would be a grave misact on her part, and so she just absorbed what was going on. No more attention was given to the brother coyote, and she smiled sickeningly sweet at him so he thought he might have a chance at freedom. It might make him run faster, after all. At the final words of Eris she grinned again, and then with barely a moment passing she scaled into the saddle of her large horse and notched her bow, nodding with her head to the two coyotes. " I would listen to her if I was you. " Came her warning, though the grin that had plastered itself to her face was unnerving. The siblings looked at eachother, confused, though the brother was already on his feet and in a final act of kindness grabbed his sisters hand and yanked her to her feet.

" Let's go! " Came his frantic whisper, wide eyes urging her forward. He knew one of them would not live to see another day and perhaps this was him seeking forgiveness from her. Either way, Alessandra noted with dual satisfaction as they ran, he would pay. As much as she wanted to run them down right then and there she would give them a few minutes head start, her hunters discipline would not let her lose the scent they trailed. The crunching of dead leaves throughout the growth of new was still heard, and it was then she charged forward. Valhalla whinnied in a high pitched fashion, he enjoyed the chase just as much as she did. His dinner plate-hooves thundered across the ground as they moved, menuvering through the trees outside of the border. Her icy blues were trained on the two " escapees " and she chuckled to herself, this would be easy.

The sister was in plain sight, though the brother had dipped slightly behind. It was natural of course, she had given him quite the walloping with her feet just moments ago with Eris. She decided to go a more cruel route with him, instead of taking him out unfairly with arrows she would literally just use Valhalla. The woman dug her heels into his side and propelled him forward, catching up with the brother quickly. She turned her head back however to see if Eris was pursing, did she want to kill him?

Eris Eternity · 05-24-2012, 02:48 AM

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The dark-furred hybrid watched with an idle sort of amusement as the pair of coyotes scrambled to get away. The boy, at least, seemed resigned to fate -- the female still seemed utterly flabbergasted, as if she did not comprehend the situation at hand. Eris's slitted chartreuse eyes followed their progress, noting the limp of the male as casually as she might a lagging elk in a herd her pack stalked. This prey was far more fun than elk or deer, the stupid prey animals which provided little sport and less amusement. Human technology has taken all the fun out of the hunt, she lamented to herself, entirely forgetting for the moment that she was no proficient hunter herself.

Alessandra was the first to depart, and the big horse she rode seemed as eager as the black and white furred woman. Eris did not have to hold Horse where she stood; the mare only moved when commanded, and was otherwise utterly unperturbed. It was as if all but complete casual confidence had been removed from the chestnut animal, which was good for Eris -- she required a confident horse, though not one with such arrogance as to think it knew better than its rider. When Alessandra's horse had taken several lengths, Eris coaxed her own mount into speed, and the big mare trotted easily over the marshy ground of the bay.

When Alessandra turned, the dark woman gave her the signal, ushering her forth with a casual wave of her hand. She kept Horse to a pace behind the larger equine, leaning forward to see the carnage.

Alessandra Von Sin · 05-27-2012, 07:43 PM

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Eris met the dark womans questioning gaze with a casual wave of her hand, and Alessandra grinned and dipped her head before turning to the task at hand. Wildly she kicked at Valhalla's side and he raced forward, neck stretched out as he ran. It wasn't long before she caught up to the skinny brother, and with gleaming eyes and a crazed expression Valhalla's hooves caught on the boys heels. Her heart thudded within her chest as a terrified scream erupted from the maw of the male, eyes wide and arms outstretched and flailing as he went down. The sound echoed within the trees and raised the hairs on Alessandras neck as it was cut short, and she felt Valhalla trample over the males form.

Sickening cracks were heard as hoof connected with bone and the woman giggled, pleased with the otherwise horrendous sounds. Grunts and moans came from the bloodied maw of the male, eyes bulging from his head. His body lay crumpled on the ground, and confident that he was done for the woman dug her heels and Valhalla reared, body lifting to the sky before the giant horse's hooves came crashing down to the earth again, landing on the boys skull. No more sounds came from his mouth, his head now crushed into the ground. With a whinny the horse turned into the other direction and started running again, this time his sights set on the girl coyote. However the girl had glanced back during the killing and simply stopped, ears folded back on her head and eyes wide and swimming with tears.

There was no point in running away now, her brother was dead and she was a slow runner. The dark woman atop the horse would surely run her down if she ran anymore, and death by horse was horrifying and not something she wanted to experience. Alessandra rode Valhalla up to the girl, murderous gleam in her eye. However she reigned the horse in and circled the girl, grim smile painted on her face.

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