The girl with the magic hair

Charm Sawtooth · 09-30-2012, 08:29 PM

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:: OOC :: Soran :: WC ::300+

The lady knew that soon enough someone would come looking for Deuce and then soon enough her little secret would be discovered. When that did Charm knew that she would have a lot to answer for, not only to Aeron, but to the whole pack and maybe even to New Dawn. The normally the logical female could explain her thoughts and even her actions, however no matter how she tried to wrap her mind around it, there really was no logic choice as to why she had kidnapped the white Rhiannon queen. The calico female walked thought he pack lands and moved thought the shadows as she moved into the natural lands that she was hoping to find something pretty to return back to the pack lands with, the female’s eyes shimmered as she saw the body of water, she knew that she should take such a risk?

The female backed up as she giggled, her heart was so heavy with the matter that she took to get even with the white lady a chance to say sorry for the actions’ that had taken…well wait..Yes she did. She verbally insulted Charm to her face. Charm knew if she had the chance she would degrade her even more for taking Aeron as a mate. Charm knew that look in the white lady’s eyes, how much she hated and disliked coyotes. That made Charm want to push her romance with the golden lady even more into her face.

With a sigh the female leaned onto the side of one of the towering building, something small and something nice for Deuce. Yes that would do. Charm had been taking care of her like she was just as a human would take care of a new puppy learning its limits. Charm would take her outside for a few hours a day, and she would make sure that she always had food, even if it was a rabbit or fish that she had just killed, sure maybe in time she would allow the female more freedom, but until the calico female knew that she could trust her then she was going to treat her like a human would treat a stupid mindless animal.

Soran Aatte · 10-02-2012, 06:15 PM

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Eeeeee! Shannon-face! Sorry for taking so long to reply, also can we forward date this to like the 3rd, just so Soran has time to get down to Halifax? <3

The sable female had been plagued with nightmares ever since she had rejoined New Dawn, ever since she had learned of Deuce's disappearance. The nightmares had been vivid and terrible, she had awoken in the cave every night, drenched in what seemed to be a cold sweat, the images still dancing in her mind. Deuce being attacked by Lucifer, Deuce walking towards her and then racing away into the darkness and no matter how the green eyed lady tried to follow she would always fall, running too slowly like she was trying to wade through treacle, never being able to reach her snowy pelted mate. Something awful must have happened, something terrible. The best option was that Deuce had gone looking for her, but somehow she couldn't shake the feeling that the pale female had gone because she thought that her ebony mate no longer loved her, after all Soran had left so very abruptly; that was not the case though, Soran loved Deuce with all her heart, with all her soul, she always had done, even when Deuce had not been with her, when she had been miles away she had still held the green eyed lady's heart, she always would, even if one of them had died then Soran was sure that there would never be a love like that for her again. Summer had been the only other that she had loved with such fervent abandon, but she was gone and there was nothing Soran could do about it, she still missed her sometimes, even now, after all this time something would remind her of her pale first love and she would miss her for a moment, her heart feeling like it might break from the sorrow of the loss. But Deuce was still here somewhere, she hoped more than anything that she was, something inside of her cried out that she had not left the lands; perhaps that was the dreams and hope just playing tricks on her. But she could dare to hope, if she lost her hope then she would just have to give up, curl into a ball and allow the sorrow to take her, that was not something that the ebony female would allow herself to do. She could not, she had survived much worse than this and found happiness again, being hopeless was not an option at the moment.

So she had come out here, she had known that Deuce had never been a creature that was so wolven that New Dawn would feel like a perfect fit; the truth was that the sable female sometimes didn't feel the strict hierarchy of the pack fitted her either, she had gone there because she loved her adopted son Zalen and Deuce had followed her. She loved her pack and her pack mates as dearly as she would a family, but perhaps without Soran Deuce had decided that she no longer wanted to be in the pack and had come to another area in order to forge a new life. It seemed logical to the ebony female that she might have come here, they had often lived in houses after all, sleeping in real beds, perhaps Deuce had thought the first place that she might find one of those was to come here, if not then she might have gone on to the old Crimson Dreams lands, that was where the pair had been at their happiest, well the only standing monument where they had shared a room and a life, the Syemv house having burnt down. Either way these lands were on the way so the green eyed lady had decided that she might as well check them first. She walked through the abandoned city, her mane and the brightly coloured pair of feathers attached to it fluttering in the wind as she did so, he canvas satchel slung across her newly scarred chest, bumping against her hip as she walked. The dark female raised her head and caught a familiar scent, a scent that raised her heart rate and her hopes. Deuce. But it was mingled with another scent, the sable female took off at a quick pace towards the source of the scent. When she came into sight of the wolf though, it was not Deuce. But the calico pelted female was so very familiar to Soran though, a small smile crossed her lips, it had been her mind playing tricks on her, someone she had also cared about was here and her brain had immediately assumed it had been Deuce, foolish brain.
Charm? Is that you? Soran asked as she walked towards the younger female.

WC: 776

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