Submission

Amy Sunders · 06-13-2012, 01:36 PM

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She always enjoyed her brief trips to the south, even if she didn't get much work done. The atmosphere was so much more soothing than the north, with it's rocky atmosphere. Ripe for Amy to grow wealthy off their leniency, and feed off the fear she stirred in those unable to defend. Tail swaying brightly at the thought Amy sighed, knowing that she had to go north to continue her trade. Each part of the land held a treat for her, but she still missed leaving where she'd been before.

The wagon rolled behind her, horse's head low to the ground. Occasionally Amy flicked at the horse, making it lift it's head a little. There wasn't any true effort in the actions though, not caring whether or not the head was high. It was a hot day, all she wanted to do was find a nice spot and stretch out for the rest of the time, not doing anything at all. She would relax, but she was still close to Inferni, and parking outside of their borders seemed a tad rude, even if the borders weren't actually in sight.

Fayne · 06-13-2012, 05:39 PM

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This was so weird, she just couldn't get used to it. Two legs, two arms, the way she stood upright. Well, it was all just so strange to the young silver wolf. This was her third shift in the last week and she still hadn't gotten used it. She'd also done her best to not let anyone see her in this form, it was just too awkward. She was clumsy when she walked, slightly hunched over and her tail was always either hanging limp, between her legs, or in front of her so she could hide her soft underbelly. No fluffy coat shielded her in this form and to add the elegance to her appearance. Fayne would spend hours simply sitting and staring at her hands wondering what she could do with them. This was a big step for her to take and still, every time she shifted, she'd be overwhelmed with emotion. She figured she always would be but could get used to it.

Carefully, the grey and black hued optime stood at New Dawn's border. Her head constantly swiveled from in front of her to behind her on watch for pack mates. She didn't want anyone seeing her like this, even if she knew they'd accept her. Tail was tucked shyly between her legs as she gathered up the courage needed to take the last step, as usual. She didn't feel safe crossing that border, she never did, but it felt even less safe when she stood on two legs with appendages that she had no clue how to use. Fayne whined, ears flattened on her head. Maybe she would just shift back into Lupus form and pad over the border like usual. The silver fae shook her head furiously unable to make a decision. That's it, she wasn't going to do it. Maybe another time.

So, she shifted back onto four legs. The shift back always took quicker and there was less emotions involved, for that she was grateful. Within a couple minutes, after all of her bones had snapped, crackled, and popped back into place, she stood on four legs once again. Her tail swayed behind her happily feeling more confident. Now that she felt safer, she made the last step, rather hopping over the borderline in a playful fashion. The silver streak darted off into the woods with her tongue hanging from her mouth letting the fresh air blow through her fur. She was brought to a stop though, but something eerie. She didn't yet know what, but something felt off. Hackles raised and ears flattened once again as she heard the sound of a wagon being led through the forest and horse hooves muffled against the forest floor. She whined, sinking low with fear.

Amy, the scent hit her like a brick causing a low growl to escape her jowls. No! What if she'd heard it? The wagon game into view, Amy walked beside. What was she going to do? She couldn't run, she'd definitely spot her. She couldn't fight, or she'd end up with more scars. The frightened female simply stayed where she was, flat against the ground. She slithered up behind a bush hoping with all she had that Amy wouldn't spot her. Panick and anxiety filled her quickly, she was going to die this time. Her heart was pounding so fast in her chest and thoughts raced through her mind endlessly, this was it. Fayne simply closed her eyes praying to the the stars that she'd be spared. What a coward she was.

Kohaku Amarok · 06-13-2012, 10:22 PM

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Kohaku sat in the back of Amy's wagon, his tiny little corner feeling even smaller than usual. At eleven weeks of age, Kohaku had become almost twenty-five pounds and his eyes had turned into a pleasant mix of blue and green. His tiny body still retained the disproportionate look of any puppy and one could see by the general size that he would grow up to be fairly small for a wolf. Although Kohaku might have eventually become a large arctic wolf, he had no chance of ever reaching any substantial size. A tiny ruffled mane had started to grow along his neck, a token of his father's mexican blood. For the most part however, the little pup had received his mother's sturdy arctic build with only a hint of the leaner mexican form.

The young male's head peaked out from the back of the wagon as he listened to Amy sigh again. At first, she had been happy to have then traveling, but during the recent few days the golden dog had grown sullen and could sometimes be heard sighing. Kohaku braced himself against the wagon as he tried to get a better look at Amy. Giving up, the pup retreated to his corner of the wagon and sulked. His shoulder was bothering him a little, the shallow scar vivid in his thin coat.

After Amy had caught Kohkau wandering off, she had burned a small circle into his shoulder to punish him. During the party, he had all but forgotten his pain. However, there were some days where it bothered him just a little more. The two days of constant travel and his confinement to a cramped area had aggravated the almost healed wound. Even though it hurt, Kohaku had found some comfort in the scar; it reminded him of his mommy. Kohaku slumped down onto the wooden floor and laid with his injured right shoulder revealed. He glanced up at the injury, allowing it to bring back memories of a happier time. The heat didn't bother the puppy too much, a testimony again to his father.

A low growl drifted through the creaking wood and Kohaku's oversized ears perked up to listen. Scrambling to his feet he ran to the end of the wagon to get a good look at the outside world. His colorful head swiveled on his neck as his ears twitched and moved to listen. Kohaku could smell someone, but the puppy's inexperienced eyes could not find the stranger in the underbrush. "Amy," he called. "Amy, someone growled."

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Amy Sunders · 06-14-2012, 04:01 PM

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Kohaku was growing. Soon he would be able to walk outside the wagon with her, instead of driving her crazy locked up inside. A nearby growl was almost mistaken as her inner voice, grumpy about how much she had to do before the scrambling of paws assured her otherwise. Halting the wagon she listened. Yes, Kohaku. Someone did growl. Shall we go see who it is? Pleasantly she lifted the pup out, setting him on the ground. She didn't let go of him right away like she normally did though, sniffing the air, searching for who was there.

That stupid silver wolf that had refused to submit to her! Fantastic. Smiling she moved her lips to Kohaku's ear. This is very important Kohaku. I'm going to show you something, and you must remember it. Stay close, and don't run ahead. Satisfied that the pup understood she finally released his small body, fangs flashing with excitement. Her hands ran over, checking her weapons before strolling forwards. Seeing the female Amy smiled. Fayne. How wonderful to see you again.

Fayne · 06-14-2012, 04:37 PM

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Was that a child's voice she heard? Eyes widened at the innocent voice. Amy had a child with her. That was definitely not okay with the silver female. Motherly instincts kicked in at the sound of the voice and questions were raised. Was he injured? Why did Amy have a pup? Was he even hers? Knowing her, probably not. Fayne's eyes narrowed in a glare, the hate for the blond dog growing deeper and deeper. Amy's tone didn't sound harsh when she talked to the pup and he didn't seem scared, but he was probably young and confused. Fayne listened in on their conversation her panic rising, worried now for not just her, but the puppy. A shiver ran down her spine at the sound of her voice, the voice of the devil. Dark lips curled back in a feral snarl. She wasn't going to get away with this. Desperately, Fayne tried to think of a plan as the two canines made their way over to her hiding spot. Ocean hued eyes darted everywhere looking for an escape route.

The gap was being closed quickly and still she had nowhere to go, nowhere to hide from the Luperci demon. Breaths becoming heavy and strained, hearbeat becoming increasingly faster, she turned looking towards New Dawn's borders. They weren't that far away and she was fast. Maybe she could make it. She put one paw forward preparing to take off when Amy's voice stopped her in her tracks, a tremble running through her whole body and a pathetic whine dribblings from her mouth. Her animal instincts kicked in and she spun around releasing the most fearsome growl and snarl she had in her, hackles raising to their full height and tail help up high behind her. Worry struck her delicate features when she saw the puppy, eyes lockign on to the brand on him. She whined sympathetically, he was so young and she was so cruel to already have marked him. Fayne was frozen with hesitation. She didn't want to run, she wanted to stay and fight. If she tried, maybe she could save herself and the puppy. Get them both safe within the borders. Time was running out, Amy standing over her with that sickly smile on her face. She was reminded of what happened last time. The knife digging through her flesh, the excrutiating pain she had felt and the fear that had frozen her solid. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't fight Amy.

Her head shifted to the border, it was now or never. Hatred filled eyes gazed up at Amy for one last moment.She needed to get home to the safety of her pack, her family. Growling again, she turned and ran launching herself forward. The small wolf ran the fastest her slender legs would carry her. No, no, no,no no! I will not die. She will not kill me. They were desperate thoughts to keep her moving, sprinting towards the borders. She didnt dare look back or she'd be frozen in fear at the sight of the blond. Just run. You'll be okay he'll be okay. Just run, run.

Kohaku Amarok · 06-14-2012, 08:42 PM

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The came to a halt and Kohaku's body jerked as the wagon rocked beneath him. Curious eyes scanned the horizon and the foliage, looking for any sign of the one who growled. His nose and ears told him that someone was there, but no matter how hard the pup looked, he could not see the stranger. Amy approached him and offered to find the stranger. "Yeah!" Excitement built up in his chest and his hind legs danced as his tail wagged furiously. Luperci hands wrapped around Kohaku's torso and his legs dangled below him as Amy deposited him on the ground.

The moment Kohaku's oversized paws touched the ground he struggled to get away. After being cooped up for so long in the wagon, the desire to run and play was strong. His young muscles strained against Amy's grip and his heels dug into the ground. However, the dog was unrelenting and wouldn't let Kohaku go. Protesting whines emerged from the pup's lips as he struggled in vain to free himself. All of the sudden, Amy's head was right above his and she whispered into his ears. Kohaku stopped struggling and listened carefully to her direction. Something he needed to learn? The colorful male calmed down and nodded his head solemnly, not entirely sure he wanted another lesson from Amy. "Okay."

At last, the strong hand released him and Kohaku shook his body as he stumbled a few paces. Kohaku turned his changing eyes to Amy and watched as she easily strode past him. Quickly, for fear of being hurt again, the puppy followed after her steps and waited for his lesson to begin. As the pair approached the bushes, Kohaku was able to make out a silver adult. A terrifying growl emanated from her, making the young male hesitate. He wanted to shrink back, to hide from the scary adult, but the memory of Amy's nickname for him made Kohaku a little braver. He didn't want to be called by that stupid name again. Mimicking his mother, Kohaku pinned his ears against his head, pulled his black lips back, and released a growl of his own. It wasn't nearly as intimidating as the silver wolf, but he still felt proud of his little growl.

Again the female growled and Kohaku reciprocated, but without warning she ran off leaving the tiny male very confused. Kohaku looked to Amy trying to figure out what to do. If she gave chase, he would follow as best he could.

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Amy Sunders · 06-15-2012, 02:31 PM

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A whine escaped Fayne, turning to escape. The trader simply laughed, relishing her fear. The fearsome growl was met with Amy drawing herself up, dominance clear in her form. She wasn't going to give into this. She was going to make sure this filthy scum knew her place. Proudly she glanced down at Kohaku as he growled back. Very good. She faced Fayne with her own deep growl, not menacing, but full of blood lust, straining to cut loose.

It didn't take much for the wolf to break, turning and running away. An eager bark slipped from Amy, body trembling with excitement. Kohaku, when you meet someone, never run. You can walk, but don't run. Never show fear. With those last words she broke into a sprint, form twisting. She was unable to contain herself, the optime form shedding for secui. The clothes tore, a ragged pile left behind her as she chased after her, barks and growls emitting out.

Sharply she spun, placing herself between Fayne and the female's goal. Smiling she stepped closer, tail and ears high. Lunging she moved to grab Fayne's scruff and throw her to the ground, forcing her to submit. She wasn't going to let Fayne get away with even more disrespect. One would think she would have learned from last time what a sharp mouth and a bad attitude could do to someone.

Fayne · 06-15-2012, 05:11 PM

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Oh that menacing laugh. It made her want to sink within herself and just give up. It was enough to make anyone tremble. Fayne just kept running, whines pouring from her jaws as she ran, struggling to get back home. She continued to think to herself, urging herself to keep running and stay at her fastest pace. She could here Amy complimenting the puppy for his small growl. The silver wolf slowed for a moment hearing her speak to him. Was he to become like her? The thought made her legs quiver. The simple innocence of a child being twisted and formed into something vile. For a moment, she contemplated turning around and attempting to fight but that would only get her killed. What use would she be to her family if she was dead? The dog's bark marked the chase and Fayne could hear the footsteps chasing after her. First, two feet against the floor, then they multiplied into four feet. She'd shifted...but why? Amy was powerful in Optime form, she had complete control over Fayne's every move. Now, she was a wolf just like the small female.

Frightening sounds emanated from her pursuer in the form of vicious barks and snarls. Soon, Amy had got enough speed that she was in front of Fayne forcing her to come to a sliding halt. The secui monster stepped forward with the evil intents shining in her eyes. Fayne stood, staring death in the eye. Surprisingly, she stood tall with the exception of her tail tucked tightly between her legs. The massive figure lunged and Fayne could think of no other choice but to collide with the Behemoth. Enemy jaws grabbed her scruff tightly and the terrified wolf did her best to reach out with her own jaws to do the same. Though, Amy was twice as strong in Secui form. Jaws snapped at the dog's body, trying to land a bite that would injure Amy, feral snarls accompanying each attempt. Slender legs kicked and push trying to resist Amy's attempt to make her submit. She thought maybe she had a chance if the blond bitch was also on four legs.

As she continued her desperate struggle she thought of ways to escape this. The only thing she could think of was to shift as well, to match the dog's strength. But, even then she would be an inexperienced fighter. Still, it was worth a shot. Fayne let her body start to writhe and twist into a bigger form. During her efforts to shift she succumb to Amy's strength, toppling to the ground. Her body continued to change, bones visibly moving and alternating under her silvery coat. The change took longer than it would for most, but she was eventually laying on the forest floor in Secui form. Emerald eyes turned to glare at Amy, lips curled back in an everlasting snarl. She was larger, but not by much. She wasn't very strong to begin with but still it was an improvement compared to her slender and feminine Lupus frame. Now what?

Kohaku Amarok · 06-22-2012, 01:50 PM

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Fear tugged at the puppy's chest, but it died as Amy praised him for his courage. She didn't call him that infernal nickname, and instead rewarded him. Kohaku hated the name she called him, but she only used it when he acted scared. He really only became scared during thunderstorms, but it was enough to make the nickname hateful. Kohaku's tail wagged brightly and his greenish eyes glowed as Amy too growled low.

When the stranger turned to run, Kohaku looked to his caretaker for guidance. He didn't even think of the irony of his situation, of how he shouldn't be following her lead. Until then, his thoughts had been filled with his mommy and sister. The desire to return to them made the tiny male's very core ache. Yet, she was fading from his mind and memory. Her glossy form no longer sharp in his mind, her voice drifted away from his ears. In that moment, she was completely forgotten. Amy, the dog who had kidnapped him, had for a moment completely replaced his mommy.

Kohaku nodded eagerly, soaking up the lesson and drinking in Amy's poisonous words. Once her quick instructions were over, the luperci took off after the silver stranger. Kohaku did his best to follow after them, his tiny legs pumped beneath him and his massive feet tread heavily across the ground. Even so, Kohaku's young form was no match for Amy and the strange wolf. He could only watch helplessly as the pair sped away from him. Amy's tall luperci form quickly became the bulky dog form and only increased her pace. The puppy panted furiously as he tried his best to catch up.

Luckily for the colorful puppy, Amy was quick to head the stranger off and stopped the pursuit. With a burst of energy, Kohaku surged forward and laid his giant ears across the back of his neck. He watched as Amy brought the wolf down viciously and saw as the other too grew in size and became a large wolf. Jealously filled the puppy, an emotion new and foreign to him. He didn't know why, but he was angry that he couldn't shift like Amy and the stranger. Why couldn't he become big too? His mother had never changed, so was it her fault?

Kohaku approached the fighting pair snarling and angry. He barked in his wolfish way and jumped from side to side as they wrestled. He knew that going into the fray would mean injury again, but he had a sudden surge of unknown anger and frustration. If only he were bigger.

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Amy Sunders · 06-23-2012, 02:34 PM

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This was her true form. Amy was trained in the deadly subtle movements of an assassin, poisons and strikes from a distance. She acted graceful, and civilized, and behaved well. In optime form, her slices and cuts were games for her to enjoy. In secui form though, that thin veil that hid her true nature fell away, leaving the beast. The want for her blood pumped through Amy's veins, excited by the chase. This was the form she took for the kill, for tearing apart others without checking herself and slowing down. Her fighting was top notch in this form, even better than in optime.

Shaking her head around the neck in her grasp Amy laughed, the nips barely glancing along her fur. Mouth full she couldn't communicate, simply winking over at Kohaku. She wanted to invite him to join in, but he was still too young right now for that. He would be a hindrance, and possibly be injured in the fight. No, it was better if he simply stayed and watched. She felt the female begin to change in her grasp. Amy simply bit down harder, letting the taste of blood flow in her mouth. The secui female fell down, continuing to glare up at her.

Tail wagging Amy growled, placing a paw on Fayne's neck. Kohaku. Come. She watched Fayne for any attempts to escape, a smile on her face daring for an attempt that would allow her to tear into Fayne, rending muscle. This is the position scum should take. She's not very respectful. I would expect more from her, especially as she was punished for her arrogance before. Amy licked her lips eagerly, eyes glowing still with the lust. Canines like us, Kohaku. We're superior. We show them how to submit, and we submit to none.

Fayne · 06-25-2012, 10:21 PM

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Adrenaline was coursing through her, the bite wound Amy had inflicted on her neck had gone unnoticed until she lay there completely still. The pain would have been bad if not for the rush of the fight. Fayne growled deeply back at Amy thinking of what she could do now, she knew she was stronger but was unclear to the extent of her power. Hackles fully raised, she glared at the blond wolf from the forest floor. A large paw came to rest on her neck and she pulled back her head, her snarl becoming increasingly more threatening. The growls continued as she spoke, eyes shifting to the puppy who stood not far off, there was no fear in his eyes whatsoever. She looked back to Amy who had that chilling smile on her face, enjoying each and every moment of this.

The fear was building as the moments passed freezing her there underneath the larger and more powerful female wolf. She sunk back into herself, tail curling up between her legs. It was clear who held the dominance here and Fayne was much too frightened to test her. She had learned last time that fighting back would only cause more damage, so she simply lay there and listen. She was teaching the pup a lesson and it was now clear what lesson it was. Submission. She was teaching him one of the most important rules all canines should know. Without it, there would be nothing but blood shed, no Alphas and no Subords to follow them, just complete and utter chaos. Apparently Fayne was scum and at this point she felt as though she was, helpless to fight back and save the pup from further corruption. Her body screamed submission with every fiber, ears back, tail between legs, belly up to the more dominant wolf. A perfect example.

There was one small detail that Amy left out of her lesson, you need to know who you should submit to and who you can dominate over. Without that, you will surely end up dead. Fayne looked over to the puppy, eyes pleading as they had the time before. She spoke, adding on to the lesson. Her voice was trembling with fear and frustration. Know your enemy Kohaku, or you'll end up face down in the forest. She wanted to add that Amy would eventually get what was coming to her, but if she said anything further she already knew she'd be punished for talking back. The least she could do for the pup, is help with the lesson so he could survive in the future. She was scared, wishing she could fight back but already knowing she would fail.

Kohaku Amarok · 06-27-2012, 09:47 PM

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Kohaku hated being so small and slow. It took him longer to arrive at the fight than he wanted and for some reason this made the pup really angry. He wanted to be big, to be able to change forms. It was frustrating for him to be so small and to not have hands. Day after day the puppy watched Amy do amazing things, things that he could never do. Kohaku, who was to young and inexperienced to understand why he was feeling so angry or know how to control his anger, directed the raw emotions towards the fight.

The tiny male was so eager to join in the fight that when Amy called for him, he ran to her side without hesitation. Kohaku watched the stranger carefully with his green-blue eyes and listened to Amy's lesson. He soaked in her words and memorized both the dog's and the stranger's positions. Pride swelled in Kohaku's young chest as Amy proclaimed them superior to others. The colorful pup nodded eagerly, happy to hear such a declaration. That's right, he was better. With that knowledge backing him, the little wolf let out as ferocious a growl as he could manage. He was superior to the other.

Green eyes from the grey wolf started at Kohaku, their orbs trying to convey something to him silently. Kohaku got that she was sad, but he couldn't understand why. She spoke to him, her voice shook as is something was very wrong. Kohaku became confused, not understanding why the other spoke to him in such a way or what she was trying to say. Who was his enemy? Confused and feeling a little overwhelmed, the tiny male looked to his guardian for answers. "Wha's she mean?"

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Amy Sunders · 06-28-2012, 03:48 PM

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It wasn't long before Fayne gave up, becoming the perfect example for Kohaku to study. Crooning Amy leaned down, licking teasingly at the wound, roughly removing the blood while tearing it fresh again. There, see? That wasn't so bad. You just need to listen and everything will be just fine. Fayne didn't need to fight Amy. She just needed to show the dog respect. That was all Amy wanted. That was all she demanded from those she met. Fear or adoration were just bonuses.

Growling as Fayne spoke Amy snapped at her, teeth closing on an ear. Did I say you could talk? Looking over to Kohaku she nuzzled him gently. It means to pay attention. There are those out there who will be stronger. You'll have to use your intelligence to outwit them. Backing up she placed Kohaku on Fayne, letting the pup feel the strength of being dominant over another. Amy moved to the wolf's head, teeth pulled back still. In a whisper so Kohaku couldn't hear she spoke. Try anything, and I won't hesitate to kill you. She'd enjoy it too.

Fayne · 06-28-2012, 04:44 PM

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Not fighting back was perhaps the best decision she could have made. Amy didn't make any moves to harm her further but instead fiddled with the wound she'd already inflicted. Fayne winced as her tongue came out to poke and prod at her fresh and bleeding bite wound. The silver fae's lips curled back to reveal her pearly whites but she stayed quiet, hackles remaining raised. She wished this would just be over already and hoped she truly would get out alive this time. What if Amy was going to finish her off when she was done with her? The thought sent a wave of panick through the tiny wolf and her body shuddered with fear. Wide forest green eyes planted on Amy as she spoke, her head lowering in further submission and a whine trickling from the back of her throat. Her eyes drifted to Kohaku who was now standing only a couple feet away. Now she knew she had to stay still, if she made a move to escape Amy would attack and possibly injure the naive puppy.

Fayne yelped and whined as Amy's broad muzzle came to grasp her ear, shivers running through her slender frame as the bitch's teeth clamped down. Fayne shook her head slightly and gave another submissive whine. There was nothing she could do now, trapped underneath Amy's secui form so she could teach Kohaku this lesson. The monster added on further to her statement as the pup asked a question. A moment later, he was placed on top of her, his small paws mimicking his teacher's. Emerald eyes gazed at Kohaku and yearned for him to understand the fear in her eyes, she glanced at Amy and back at him in hopes he would realize who the enemy was. Run... She wanted him to run, maybe a New Dawn member would find him and take him to safety where Amy could no longer teach him her vile ways and corrupt the innocent soul. She whined desperately as the lesson continued. Even if she didn't make it, he would be safe.

The silver fae jumped when Amy leaned in, Fayne's own teeth pulled back defensively. At the words, Fayne growled. Oh how she wished she could teach her a lesson of her own. Stand up and fight leaving Amy with scars so she'd remember being shown up by the silver wolf. It would be a dream come true. Then, she would escort Kohaku to safety and all would be well. But that wasn't going to happen. She had to wait it out and then make her move, if she thought she had any moves to make.

Kohaku Amarok · 07-02-2012, 09:37 PM

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The smell of blood drifted into Kohaku's sensitive nose and it both excited him and repulsed him. He was a predator, even if he was still very young. The metallic scent would excite any predator's instincts. Yet, the blood carried the smell of a wolf and it was hard to enjoy because his instincts were repulsed by the idea. Even so, Amy took such glee in the blood. However, she licked the lesser wolf's wound just as his mommy used to do. Did one heal the injuries they caused? Black lips curled back and Kohaku's back leg shifted away slightly. Adults sure were scary.

Amy was quick to reprimand the lesser female when she spoke to Kohaku. A yelp of pain and fear filled the air and Kohaku's tiny tail wagged a little. That's right, he thought. She shouldn't say things that confused him, it wasn't right for a lesser wolf. The colorful puppy nodded his head as Amy spoke and raised his scrawny tail. He could be smart and strong. "Yeah!" Most of Amy's lesson's weren't fun, but Kohaku was really starting to like this one.

The pup's heart soared as he was placed on top of the lesser wolf. He could feel her strength beneath his paws and his bluish-green eyes widened as his tiny claws gently needed her fur. The female looked at him with those eyes, but it only made Kohaku smile. He was in charge, despite the fact that he was so small. Kohaku growled at her, but he couldn't keep the playful tone out of his voice. He didn't hear what Amy had said to the other, but he no longer cared. For once, he was in charge. The young male's tail wagged happy and high. He felt like he was on top of the world.

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Amy Sunders · 07-02-2012, 11:22 PM

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A delicious shiver ran through Fayne's body, bringing a dark chuckle from Amy. That was right. The wolf couldn't do anything. She was the dominant one. More powerful, more cunning, better in every way. She was being merciful, allowing this female to continue living when it would be better to wipe the world clean of such trash. Of course, she was really just keeping Fayne alive as she would be bored if she lost toys to play with.

Kohaku's eager response to her words brought even more pleasure for the female. Ducking low she nuzzled the pup, proud of how quickly he was taking to this. If only he was truly family. That would make this perfect. Well, he would do. He would take the lessons she taught, and be a wonderful weapon of revenge against that trash. How dare she have healthy pups, when Amy struggled so much! It served her right, having her own pup turned into someone to torment her.

As soon as Fayne growled Amy moved in, jaws clenching around her muzzle. Teeth bit in, marking the flesh. It looked like she was just too stupid to learn. Every mark of defiance would be punished. The playful growl brought Amy's head up, noting the delight in his expression. Steppng over she licked lovingly at Kohaku. Someday you'll be able to do this on your own. A prince among canines.

Fayne · 07-05-2012, 11:32 PM

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This was turning into Fayne's worst nightmare. In ways, this was ten times worse than her first run in with Amy. Her flesh wasn't being cut into with precise cuts that were going to mark her for life, but instead she was being a useful tool for the blond monster and assisting in this awful lesson. At this point, she was surprised that the small male wolf wasn't scared at all. He's probably already had lessons like this one and Amy was simply reinforcing them using her.

Kohaku was still above her, ironically in charge of the small silver wolf. What could she do though? The slightest movement, the tiniest move or look would cause Amy to lung forward harm her again. She was sure that even with Kohaku in the way she would strike the silver wolf, probably not even worried in the least about the pup's safety. He was just another toy for her. His small paws retracted and released bits of her silver fur, sharp puppy nails poking at her flesh. It didn't hurt, but she couldn't help but picture him as the monster he would soon become under Amy's careful watch. Also, who's was he? Whoever she had taken this puppy from must be completely devastated.

Another punishment came when she growled, wrong move. Large and powerful jaws came to close on her snout, sharp teeth coming to dig into the flesh and the bone beneath. Any move she made, she would be reprimanded for it. The frightened wolf let another whine loose, it was the only sound that she could make without being punished for it. Now, her maw was stained with her own fresh blood, it dripped down and into her mouth. The irony flavor was yet another reminder that if she tried to do anything she would surely punished. This was worse than it ever could have been. The naive pup was enjoying every movement his fake mother made to harm Fayne or put her in her place. Amy was molding Kohaku like warm putty, he was so easily controlled and influenced by her. It was sick. This monster was sick, and vile, and simply horrific. How could she be happy with herself and what she was teaching him? Fayne no longer growled or snarled, but her face told Amy of the disgust she was feeling. She could do nothing but watch the puppy slowly be turned into a monster.

Kohaku Amarok · 07-09-2012, 09:36 PM

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Kohaku wasn't a bad natured pup, if anything he was really kind at heart. Yet, Amy's influence over the past several weeks had begun to mold him and change him. She was cruel to him, to others, and that very cruelty was beginning to rub off on the suggestive child. He had been praised whenever he had done something that most would consider wrong, and he fed off of her joy. She had taught him so much and had instilled in him fear of her wrath. But perhaps most importantly, he had grown to adore her rare kindness and praise. She had become his guardian and teacher and he would do anything to not be scolded.

Fayne's growl made the colorful pup's ears flick back, but Amy was quick to reprimand the lesser wolf and Kohaku relaxed. He fed off Amy's joy and the other's fear, enjoying every minute as his tiny ego was inflated far beyond what it should have been. Amy stepped over and gave Kohaku a loving lick, one he reciprocated happily. She was like a very scary version of his mommy, but perhaps a better one. Amy could change into different forms and Amy praised him more than his mommy ever did. The golden dog's words made Kohaku's greenish-blue eyes widen with glee. A prince, him? Not only that, but he could be dominant by himself one day. He could force lesser wolves to submit to his power, if only he were a little bigger.

The scent of blood was renewed and Amy's lips were covered with the lesser wolf's life source. Kohaku looked down at the other female's silver fur and wondered if he could do that too? Should he do that? Amy was doing it. Kohaku bent his head down and sniffed her shoulder. Readjusting his position, Kohaku tentatively bit her. It wasn't hard, more like how he used to bit Lucia when they wrestled. The pup let out a growl and his tail wagged as he looked at Amy out of the corner of his eye, seeking her praise like an attention starved child.

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Amy Sunders · 07-11-2012, 01:18 AM

The whine was satisfactory. Amy cared nothing for the disgust Fayne held for her. To the dog it was just a mask hiding the fear that she could smell rising off her. The silver wolf simply didn't contain what it took to be a proper civilized being. So feral, forcing Amy to make her submit as if they were beasts rolling in the mud. Granted, Amy had enjoyed that feeling with ever fiber of her soul. That didn't mean she was going to admit to it, and she certainly wasn't going to reveal that she had hoped Fayne would fight back.

The soft licks from the pup sent her heart soaring, a small ache wishing for her own pups existing for a beat before she pushed it away. Amy couldn't afford such weakness. Laughter rang out as Kohaku bit into Fayne's shoulder, making the choice on his own. A growl rolled out, Amy nuzzling into him with glee. Good boy. Why don't you leave her with a picture to remember you by? Amy nosed the eye she had drawn in. Clearly the pup would need to do something more simple, but the idea was the same.

Fayne · 07-13-2012, 10:26 PM

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Fayne wasn't sure how much longer she could lay here and watch this. The pup was not at all aware of who the enemy was in this situation, even with her laying here completely submissive. It hurt and disgusted her further to see the affection Amy gave Kohaku and the way he returned it. That bitch wasn't his mother. Someone out there was missing him, oblivious to who's hands he was in. Worried eyes watched over the pup as he playfully bit at her shoulder where her old scar remained, new and pink. He was already picking up on the lesson she was teaching. This had to stop. But the silver secui fae was powerless to do anything knowing she would be punished for a single movement.

Amy's laughter filled the silver wolf's ears, distasteful and chilling. Her lips almost pulled back in another ferocious growl but this time she refrained instead letting out another whine full of sorrow. Now she was asking Kohaku to give Fayne a scar which her ears flicked forward upon hearing and then back to pin against her head again. Still, there was nothing she could do so she let her head fall to the ground. Anxiety welled up within her not knowing if she was going to die if she tried to escape or fight back. What good would she be to her pack if she was dead? Fayne breathed slowly trying to keep her calm while Amy taught her lesson. A thousand scenarios played through her head, one of them had to be good enough to get her and the pup out of this mess.

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