Frisky Business
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OOC All welcome! There won't be any hanky panky in this thread but others are welcome to get riled up because of her. ^_^ Nat, if it is not ok to assume Zalen is in the den I can easily edit that part out, so just let me know.

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The moon was barely a thumbnail wedge in the sky but still its light woke her up. Or maybe it was how sweltering hot it felt in the cave, and how stifling the air was, or how loud her sleeping pack seemed. She didn’t really know what woke her from her slumber, but she did know that she wasn’t happy about it in the least.

Tucked away in the little alcove where she and Zalen slept, her head lifted from her paws and golden eyes peered out into the den. It did seem strangely bright for the moon’s phase, but it was probably her eyes being sensitive to the light because she was asleep. Why was it so uncomfortable in here? Something was wrong… no, not wrong, just different… but just what it was did not occur to the young wolf right away.

She glanced to her left and saw the shadow of her mate tucked in the alcove. He was so close to her, and she reveled in the warmth of his body whilst at the same time wanted to push him away because he was crowding her. It didn’t make sense, it was almost like she didn’t know what she wanted, and never before had she been this confused by Zalen. Normally the wolf served to assuage her young worries, not cause them for no reason. Deciding he must have done something that she just couldn’t remember, the young Alphess screwed up her muzzle, stood, and trotted out of the den.

The nighttime air was a balm to her frustration. The moment she stepped out of the cave it didn’t feel so hot, and when she looked around she realized that everything had changed out here, too. There were twice as many stars in the sky than normal, the little sliver of moon was closer than before, and the trees swayed with the vigor of true life. It was beautiful! Zalen needed to see it, everyone needed to see it!

Returning to the den, her nails made light clicking sounds on the stone as she walked back toward her love. This time, when her eyes fell upon him, she could see every sculpted line, every last detail of his form that made this wolf Alpha.

“My love,” she pawed at him, not caring who else she woke up when she spoke. “Zalen, come see the stars!” She was excited and breathy, and she crawled back into the alcove next to him and lapped his muzzle over and over again. Suddenly being so close to him sent tingles throughout her entire body. The world was electric! She whimpered and yipped, then leapt up and bolted from the den. When she reached the mound in the clearing outside she perched proudly atop it an threw her head towards the twilight, letting her voice sing the testament of her bliss to the heavens.

Of all the sudden changes and beautiful differences and intricacies of the world that she had noticed, the one thing she failed to realize was the difference in her very own scent. The Alphess was in heat.


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Tharin had settled himself outside of Kiara's chosen den, watching over the pair protectively. He'd fallen asleep in the mouth there, waking up to the cry of his alphess. Slowly he sat up, shaking his head. Tharin wasn't too sure why she had called out, but he was going to answer. Tail swaying behind him he moved to where she was, glistening in the light. She seemed to have something new about her, a fresh confidence, a love of the world. She seemed so strong.


Her scent hit him like a brick, sending Tharin back pedaling. That was not good. Titania was in heat. Well, it was actually a very good thing, as it meant puppies from the alphas. His tail wagged happily at the thought, proof of how strong the pack was. What wasn't good, was that Zalen wasn't there yet, and Tharin, like an idiot, had answered the howl, leaving him to do his best to behave and hope that Titania was aware of what she was doing. Agitated he paced a short distance away, every once in a while glancing over, short whines slipping out.


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Hope you don’t mind me jumping in! I’d like Drin to meet both Titania and Tharin so killing two birds with one stone. Slight PP’age of Jiva, Shaw if you don’t approve just let me know and I’ll edit!

Word Count → 300+


Palaydrian had felt miserable all day. Apparently alcohol did not mix well with canines, and this was a lesson well learned by the young Soul. She had fitfully tried to slumber all day near the back of the den in the darkest corner she was able to find once the sun had come up. A water skin and a half eaten rabbit lay a few feet away from the sleeping mass of golden fur. Jiva had been so sweet and checked on her a few times throughout the day as he had recovered from their night of libations much faster than she obviously had. Luckily the fae was able to keep the liquids and morsels of rabbit in, but her head had felt like a vice was slowing tightening on her brain.


The day had come and gone and Drin had remained dead to the world, only semi conscious of the fact that her pack had settled in for the night and were resting easily into slumber all around her. The water had really helped her conk out and kept dehydration at bay, but something caused her to stir out of her rare dreamless sleep. The girl’s head was still foggy but the migraine from hell was gone. A haunting howl was coating the insides of her ears and she realized this was the song that had woken her up. Severely parched, the Siamese coated femme picked her way to the moon drenched mouth of the communal den.


She slowly registered the sounds of soft whines coming from a fellow pack brother not too far from her, but her eyes were drawn to the songstress standing regally in the moonlight. Drin knew who the siren was almost immediately, Zalen’s bride. She wondered why her alphess would be out howling in the middle of the night, but the tell tale allure of musk wafted into her nares. Heat. An amused smile spread across her lips, but now she realized why her brother was so anxious. Your song was beautiful, she said, slowly bowing her head and realizing that didn’t make her feel too good. And it seems you’ve got yourself an audience, Drin rose out of her bow and threw a light hearted conspiratory glance at the male.


Table credit goes to Raze! <3.

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Word Count :: 323 Zalen done gone lost his mind!

Zalen had been pleasantly dreaming, of nothing particular, but he was running through a field, most likely chasing dream rabbits. Though he was sleeping he was still aware of all the other sleeping bodies around him, it was almost as if his entire pack was incorporated into his dream. So when Titania got up, he sensed her leave, but only subconsciously, and the world in which he was became colder, still pleasant, but chilly.

His mate was in a fervor though, and her prodding nose and paws awoke him. He was drowsy, and was not sure what was going on, and her request to join her was only registered after she had bounded out of the den again. He rose slowly to his feet and stretched, letting out a long yawn before shaking the sleep from his fur. He took in a breath, and it hit him.

The heat scent was ungodly strong, it shot through him like a drug and all his fur immediately stood on end. Because it was hers, it affected his senses to the core and he stood motionless for a moment, eyes wide and pupils no bigger than pinpricks.

Stiffly he began to move, his mind trying desperately to deal with the onslaught of hormones now coursing through his veins. The sleepiness wasn’t helping much either, and so when Zalen finally exited the den and saw his mate sitting in the moonlight, glowing like a jewel, and Palaydrian next to her, and pacing a ways off Tharin, Zalen just lost his head. He bounded over to Palaydrian and grabbed her by the scruff, not aggressively but enough to make her submit. He nearly mounted her, but had enough sense to refrain from that, and then, turning to Tharin, lifted his black lips in a warning snarl. The Alpha shook his head then, snorting; the scent was maddening, Titania! He cried out, ending her name with a long whine.


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OOC I'd like to establish that there will be no real posting order for this thread, and that any other characters are welcome to come in at any point.

Word Count → 500+


Tharin came out of the shadows first, and her golden eyes fell upon the wolf who could not change. Seeing him thrilled her and her heart seemed to dance in her chest. She thought about going over to him but the dominant wolfess inside of her would not let her do that, but she wanted him to come to her. Wagging her tail, she sent a smile his way and barked for his attention, but he was not Zalen and she would not go to him begging for love no matter how desperate the heat made her feel.

Then Palaydrian appeared from the mouth of the den. Titania heard the soft paw falls and turned to face the den, another howl singing even as she kept her eyes on the shadows hoping to see Zalen emerge. It was not him, though, and she felt a shock of disappointment. Where was he? He was missing it! Still, her heart sang when she saw her pack sister, and though she did not know Palaydrian well she did know her name, and she took a few steps toward the creamy colored femme. “Thank you,” she said airily after the compliment, and stretched out her muzzle to give the other female a few loving licks on the nose and turned so she was shoulder to shoulder with her. “Sing with me!” This time, when she sang, her heart and soul poured into it and she closed her eyes, and did not know that Zalen had come to meet her until she felt Palaydrian's warmth pulled away from her.

A howl was cut off mid note as she turned quickly to look at Zalen. He had pulled Palaydrian away and was in the midst of a very showy display, and in that moment she both adored and hated him. She wanted Palaydrian to sing with her and he was ruining it... but the show of brute masculinity spoke to her senses even more. She didn't even care that he was now warning Tharin, she felt too saucy to even bother. Prancing right up to Zalen, she rubbed her side on his and then walked under his chin, rubbing the length of her back beneath him until her crimson tipped tail swatted him in the face and sent an onslaught of scent at him.

Turning again, she made another pass before sitting next to him and butting her head up beneath his chin, then licked his cheek. “What are you doing, my stars? I don't see anybody here but you.” She turned to look at Tharin, who was quite smart in keeping his distance, and then glanced at Palaydrian, but the only one that mattered was the one she pressed herself up against now. “I want to sing!” She wanted them all to sing! And she would lead it. She threw her head back again and let her howl ring, hoping, expecting the others to join in... so long as Zalen could keep from bullying them around. Perhaps her close proximity to him would help, for she sat at his side and pressed her whole weight into him.


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Tharin smiled at the approach of the unknown female, but kept his distance, too uneasy to get close while she was in heat like this. Her bright words sent his tail wagging, another whine coming from him. As soon as Titania released another howl his head went back, howling his longing through the air, tormented by her scent and the knowledge he couldn't get close. His song worshiped the night, the pack, everything under the sky. He danced edgily, backing up as his head was thrown up, waiting for someone, anyone to come and join in.

Zalen arrived at last, thankfully, Tharin's ears flattening at the possessive display. It was far too clear where he belonged in this hierarchy, out of the way and quite glad of it. His tail wagged, taking a small step forwards. Another howl was released, Tharin's deep voice mingling with Titania's. It was a beautiful night, and with the alpha there with his mate everything was perfect in Tharin's world. Things couldn't get better for him.
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OOC: Hope you guys don't mind me joining. Couldn't resist. :3 / +428



Fayne simply couldn't resist coming to join her pack mates in their united wolf song. It was beautiful and filled in the silent gaps of the night air. Their song sent a rush of energy coursing through her body. She had been keeping her distance from the den respectfully but she was lonely out here all by herself. She made her way to where her four pack mates were and watched from afar for a few moments hoping her own heat didn't draw attention. The small female got there just in time to see Zalen's display of dominance to Paladrian and Tharin. The cream colored she-wolf she'd never seen before was forcefully pulled away from Titania's side and a fierce growl was sent Tharin's way. Fayne's ears were sent flat against her head, she was afraid that he might act that way. How was she supposed to be part of their gathering if she couldn't come close? She would just have to sing from afar. During the last howl Titania commenced, the silver wolf joined in. Her own howl sung through the night sky and was filled with joy and love for her pack. Nothing was more important to her now, then them.

Tail thumping behind her, she watched her family from where sat a few yards off. Her Alphess seemed to be taking Zalen's attention away from Palaydrian and Tharin, and possibly her too. Now, that his eyes were most likely on his mate she could come closer. If not for her heat, she probably would have just remained in the meadow and listened fromm afar and longing to join them. But, it had given her the boldness she needed to approach them even with this horrid stench cursing her. Slowly and hesitantly she crept closer keeping her body submissively low to the ground. Ears flattened, and tail low. She made her way over to where Tharin was sitting. She kept a slight distance from him and the others. She had a smile on her face and her tail was swaying behind her with content for being here with them now. She through a glance at Tharin and then planted her eyes on her black Alpha. She was still frightened he might think of her as a threat. She hoped she could pull Titania away for a moment to ask about this scent they were both radiating with. Surely she would know why it was here. But, that was highly unlikely with Zalen guarding her so heavily.

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Word Count :: 282 OOC.

Zalen’s attention was immediately drawn from any other wolves when he found his mate at his side. She slid her entire body against him, and the moment seemed to drag in long, agonizingly wonderful seconds. When her crimson tipped tail flicked past his know, it was as if the heat scent punched him in face. He looked ridiculous, completely fluffed out and looking more like a porcupine than a wolf. He swooned, and listened in stunned silence as she and those around him sang beautifully into the night.

The dark Alpha’s muscles tensed and relaxed over and over again until he finally too rose his head in song, lending his tenor voice to the quartet. Fayne had joined, and as she come closer, her heat, though not as strong as the Alphess’, mingled in with Titania’s and made a sexual soup out of the air, Zalen seemingly caught in the middle of it. No wonder some males were driven to do unspeakable things in times like this, it was completely maddening.

The sable males green eyes slid over to Tharin and Fayne and crazy ideas swam through his head. Were they to be mates? He honestly couldn’t care in that moment, being completely love drunk for Titania. For all he cared, every male and female within New Dawn could pair up without even a second glance from him.

Finally, his mind began to clear, and what was left behind was pure, unadulterated masculinity. He stepped up beside his mate, flank to fiery flank, and howled deafeningly. It was a call that made it clear who claimed this female, and how strong the pack was. Surely, their calls would be carried for miles.


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OOC The thread is welcome to continue but Titania has made her exit with other "adventures" in mind.

Word Count → 200+


Things couldn’t be more perfect, and Titania elated when yet another pack member came to join the choir. She dropped her head, ending her song for a moment as she looked at Fayne, and though her own scent was overpowering enough she could still sense the woman’s similar state. In the weeks past Titania had been supremely jealous and spiteful towards the females in the pack whenever they were fertile, but that was not the case now. Her leadership and her pride had been threatened every time they could offer the chance at pups when she could not. That was not the case anymore, and though Titania did not fully realize what was happening to her, her soul knew this fact, so no ire was sent towards the Delta.

Zalen had joined the song, his howl ringing out more powerful than all the others. To anyone nearby, or even miles out, they would know who ruled this land, and who protected all the wolves of New Dawn. She turned adoring eyes to Zalen.

“My warrior, you sing beautifully. The moon smiles on us all,” she said as she cast her eyes to the Cheshire-grin of the moon. When she looked back at him her eyes were velvet and smooth, half lidded and highlighted by starlight. She kissed his muzzle a few times before standing and trotting a few feet away. Looking over her shoulder, tail curled in the air, she said to him, “Run with me.” And then disappeared into the trees, leaving the rest of New Dawn to sing to the moon in her stead.


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Guh, packing and Memorial Day festivities kept me away all weekend!

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Titania was breathtaking in the moonlight and it warmed the young Soul’s heart to know her leader was in bloom. The pack was strong and a growing family was all she could ask for. Drin playfully whined as the Alphess licked her muzzle and asked her to lend her voice. There was nothing she loved more in the world than singing. The golden fae returned the affectionate licks and prepared to paint the night with her own voice when powerful jaws tightened around her scruff. A startled yip escaped her maw as she became aware of the dark alpha’s presence, but she acquiesced in his hold until he let her go.

Putting herself at a distance from the mated pair, she submissively watched their conversation, and the Alphess’s display of seduction. Heat is such a strange thing, she thought, realizing the wolfish smile that had formed on her lips. She could see now why Zalen had made such a fuss asserting his dominance. His queen would be wanted by more than just him. Titania called to the heavens again and this time she couldn’t hold back any longer as she too threw her head back to the stars. Drin’s eyes closed as her maw parted in awe at the sky to let forth her own haunting octave of sound. The voices of Titania, Tharin, another pack sister she had yet to meet, and finally Zalen harmonized together and rang out in the night.

This was her family, her new home, her pack that she would defend to the death. Their song soared above the treetops and carried its haunting melody miles away. In the back of her mind she wished Jiva was at her side and she vaguely realized she was now something of the third wheel to her leaders and to Tharin and her other pack sister. Yet she continued to sing, even after Titania disappeared in the night. The pack would sing their love song tonight.




Table credit goes to Raze! <3.

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A new voice joined in, Tharin looking over. Fayne. He nuzzled her briefly before lifting his muzzle once more, excitement running through him. His call dropped, watching the pair for approval, every action absorbed. He was aware of the alpha's gaze on him, ears dropping down submissively. Right now would be the worst time to do anything, knowing how hyped up everyone was. His own form screamed to fight for dominance, to start up a play. The gaze shifted, Zalen's voice booming over the lands. It was clear who was alpha.


He raised his own voice to join in, celebrating the pack's strength. They were powerful. In this moment nothing disastrous could break through. They had many members, each one bringing their own strength to the mix. The howl came to an end, with the pair running off into the forest. He watched Titania dart off, sending a final howl after them, joyous. Dancing over now that the alpha was gone he nudged at Fayne, then turned and playfully pounced at the new wolf, challenging them to a game of chase through the moonlight. Their alphas were celebrating, why shouldn't they?


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