Submission

Kohaku Amarok · 07-15-2012, 05:50 PM

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Kohaku was having the time of his young life. He was being dominant over a much bigger, much older wolf. On top of that, Amy was praising him almost non-stop. Kohaku's innocent existence was being corrupted, turning into something much darker and more sinister. Every moment he spent with the golden dog drove the young male farther and farther away from who he should of been and brought him closer and closer to the weapon Amy wanted him to be.

Laughter from his guardian sent Kohaku's already high spirits soaring. She nuzzled him affectionately and Kohaku let go of the lesser wolf as howled with delight. However, Amy's words made him freeze. What did she mean by leaving a picture? Kohaku cocked his head in confusion and his oversized ears flopped slightly. The colorful pup looked down at the design that was carved into the other's shoulder, but he it took him a bit to figure out what it was.

At last, his greenish eyes widened as he recognized the look of a scar. His mom had a few scars and he possessed one as well. However, Kohaku didn't know how to make a scar without fire and a hot iron. That was how Amy had made his scar, but he couldn't do the same as her. Kohaku whined and his ears pinned back. Slowly he climbed down and looked at Amy with large apologetic eyes. He felt stupid for not knowing something that was clearly so simple. A prince should know better. "How do I make one?"

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Out of character

Amy Sunders · 07-15-2012, 08:36 PM

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OOC here.

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A tiny howl slipped from the pup, though it lacked the power that he would have full grown. It still impressed her, hearing that voice. There was so much about Kohaku to love. His willingness to please her and do as she bid was definitely at the top of the list. Amy didn't feel love the way others did, but she did love Kohaku in her own way. He was so useful to her, the fear in Fayne greater than anything she could have inspired on her own.

Patiently she waited as his young mind sorted through her words. That was the one thing she disliked about Kohaku. Actually, there was a lot she didn't like about the pup, but this definitely hit near the top. His thoughts were slow. The whines that came from him were pathetic, backing away from Fayne. Swiftly Amy moved in, not wanting their target to escape while she taught Kohaku. You can use your teeth, or your claws. You just have to be very careful in what you do. I suggest something simple for now. A slash mark, perhaps. The more complex art would come with his shift.

Fayne · 07-16-2012, 10:09 PM

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OOC here!

The tiny silver fae was getting sicker and sicker by each passing moment. She could feel her whole body tensing with each passing moment, the sickness taking over her. The anger and disgust she felt were physically afflicting her, her whole body starting to tremble. Her eyes stayed locked on Amy looking for any moment she could use to get up and run, maybe even an opening to grab Kohaku in her jaws and take him into the safety of New Dawn. At this point, Fayne didn't even care if she was going to receive a scar. She only wanted to escape with her life and like before, if a scar was all it took to get out of here alive then she would endure the pain in order to do so.

The pup moved away from her and her eyes widened. There was nobody holding her down now and if she wanted, she could get up and run as fast as she could. Her eyes wandered to Amy, then to Kohaku, and back to Amy again as she calculated whether this was a good time to escape or not. Mere seconds later, the blond bitch closed in so she couldn't escape anymore and the dismay showed in her expression. She'd thrown away the one chance she had to leave. Eyes narrowed in a death gaze on Amy. Fayne let all of her emotions show. How much hate she had for the blond dog, how sick she felt at what she was teaching, and the sheer anger and want to rip the dog to shreds. Fayne hadn't kept her promise to Amy. She wasn't ripping her to shreds like she had said. Instead, she was in the same position again which only infuriated her more. Her lip curled slightly in detest, but was quickly corrected for fear of being reprimanded by Amy.

Kohaku Amarok · 07-21-2012, 05:18 PM

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By the time he realized his mistake, Amy had already moved in to top the female. Kohaku shrank a little, upset that he had done something as stupid as releasing the lesser wolf. He had just expected her to lie there, but Amy's actions proved that he was wrong. At least Amy didn't yell at him for the mistake. Bluish-green eyes looked at Amy apologetically and he climbed back onto the lesser wolf. As he topped her, he could feel the tension in her muscles and he could smell her fear. Amy relished it, but Kohaku was starting to feel a little sick. He saw Amy enjoy hurting the other wolf, but he couldn't help feel bad. To hurt her and make a mark like his, it was hard.

Time seemed to slow down as Kohaku looked at the grey female. He remembered the pain in his shoulder when Amy had branded him. He remember his mommy's long scar and circle. How had she gotten those? Did they hurt as much as his? Kohaku could see the eye pattern and wondered the same thing about the lesser wolf. Suddenly, the pup didn't want to be there any more. He didn't want to hurt her. He liked being on top of her, but hurting her... that was something Amy was better at doing.

Briefly, the little male looked back to Amy. He drew his cues from her. She would lead him, tell him what to do. She had become his role model and he needed her guidance. Kohaku took her strength and drew up. He didn't know how to slash with his teeth, but he knew how to slash with his claws. It was the same as making lines in the dirt... right? Kohaku pushed a little with one paw, and dragged it across the other's side. Kohaku looked at what he had done, but really only succeeded in pushing her fur down a little. Frustrated, the boy tried again and again; each time pushing hard and faster than before. It took him a total of five tries to make any sort of dent in her fur, and even then there was only a small trickle of blood.

The scent of iron was renewed and Kohaku looked up happily at Amy. His tail wagged high and he happily exclaimed, "Look! I made one!"

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Is this okay? I can change it if you want.

Amy Sunders · 07-31-2012, 12:51 AM

Amy smiled sweetly down at Fayne, watching the emotions in her eyes. How sweet, she felt so deeply for Amy! Not many did. Don't worry Fayne, it won't be long. Kohaku's just going to make sure you remember him. She watched him, noticing the hesitancy. She would have to make sure that was trained out of him. He was not to hesitate. No openings, no weakness. Such a thing could kill. She nodded at Fayne, making sure he understood what to do.

His claws drew across Fayne. Amy knew it had to be painful, scratching without tearing and then trying again on the same patch. A whiff of blood finally escaped, Amy nuzzling and licking at Kohaku. Bright boy, you did so well! She drew her own paw swiftly across the cut he'd made, deepening it so it would remain. Backing up she let Fayne go. You can go home now. Thanks for helping me teach him. She smiled sweetly, knowing she wasn't strong enough to fight Amy.

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