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A chilly breeze pushed its way through a black pelt. It wistled in the ares of the femme who owned this pelt, Trixanami. Yes, Trixanami the one who threatened to kill her sister and mother, yes Trixanami who left her home do to pure humiliation. But this Trixanami was new, well as new as a 3 year old wolf could get. She had a fresh memory that was ready to be filled with the sets of the future, and her coat was shiny with no cuts or scars showing. Mud didn't coat her paws, that meant she was new, right? Maybe , thought Trix, just maybe I could find refuge here. A willing male to bear me pups, a home to call my own, and a pack to rule over. "Muh ha ha!" the last laugh escaped from her tightly clenched maw as it rumbled slithly over the empty lands. No one was here, thoguh she didn't quite dissagree with the wolves that decided not to come here. A river was the only thing that showed life so far. But even with that it ran a blood red with pieces of black sediment running along with it. Trix shuddered and then smiled, this was her kind of place.

The reason why Trix fell in love with the land so fast was it's lack of light and happiness, something she loathed about her old home. It rested quietly and wasn't constantly erupted with the murmur of voices and the howls. But again, Trix only remembered her past life slightly, all she could conjur was that she hated it. She hated her mother, her father (though she never knew him) her sister her grandmother, her grandfather, her cousins, her aunts and uncles...you get the point right? Well anyway, her mind was only dimly lit, like the fading of the lights in a movie theater when the movie starts. That's what her life was like, a movie. And when it was over, her mind would open up again and she would remember the things she had blocked out for so long. The things she refused to remember. And with a heavy sigh Trix concluded her thoguhts and flopped down on the rough terrain, letting her head fall on her paws and er gaze drift elsewhere. Her mind wondering...

[Snowey]

Silver pools glowed creepily, slender frame flowed appearing to hover in the dim patchy lighting.
Auds flicked gently between locks of hair, petite bodice stood tense and alert as pools searched then maw split jowls parted and maternal call sounded.
Before two pups appeared, each by her side young enough to be still at her teats.
Mind shifted, it became sharper and deadlier. She moved quickly, unfurling her wings spreading them and stretching the white black and grey feathers before picking a pup up and flying into a near by tree she landed smoothly with pup in her jaw dipping a paw deep in the bark creating a makeshift nest then summoned a root for the other pup to be lifted up to the nest.
Although hatchlings, borne of wing they were too young to fly and very dependant on their mother they had their powers already. She jumped down wrapping her wings around her barrel, thinking that Shatter and Perpetual had come so far even without their good for nothing father. Prowling ensued with low growls towards the empty area that normally was filled with crocodiles that littered the ebony banks and crimson waters, the forest was bare frozen in death or a deep sleep.

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Small paws set forth, leaving a set of prints behind at the call of his mother. The fur between his auds was spiked slightly as the multi-hued male approached he watched as his mother grew tense then picked up Perpetual spreading her wings for flight making a makeshift nest with her power then lifting him up with a root before hopping down and wandering off. His own shades dark grey wings spread and flutter not yet ready for flight. He came to understand his sister was different from himself and their mother, by coloring and wings she was different from Shatter although they shared black spotting in their pools.

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Eyes of green drifting, falling from rock to stone to blood red water. It was a repetitive cycle that Trixanami couldn't help but repeat. Her spiratic brain was just that tired from hours of trying to recover lost memory. But still she didn't mind, it wasn't like she had anywhere to be, she wished to meet the alpha and discuss her terms. Surely, if he wasn't emotionless, he would understand the pups and well the whole ruling the world thing would have to be planned in secret. What would be her plan? She hadn't really thought of that yet, ally's would be good, surely the alpha wouldn't mind being king of the world, and maybe some others. But again, planning would come later. First the femme needed to focus on the main issue at hand, becoming alphess.

Trix suddenly felt her comfort shift, there were wolves near by. Where abouts were not specific, but they were close, close enough that Trixanami didn't like it. She felt unsafe with other wolves, well not so much unsafe but awkward. Like they were tresspassers in her domain. Maybe it was the past speaking, or maybe it was because she wasn't expecting company. or maybe because her being in heat, she wanted a male here and this scent was cinfusing. She wasn't quite sure what it was. Not yet atleast.

[Snowey]

Petite mitts crossed each other at a delicate but calm pace, ebony sniffer twitched analyzing the air catching scent of a wolf. Pointed dial tilted towards the grey skies ebony kissers parted then tainted yellow ivories split slightly then haunting howls sang echoing throughout the area. Wings unfurled from her slender barrel peeling away like the skin on a intact body being stripped by hungry crows. She merely summoned the roots of trees as steps their rocky tombs shook and the earth split as she began running as they rose jumping from one root to the other towards the skies before multi-toned wings spread ascending to the skies the Angel Of Death took flight leaving her fledglings behind in the trees. The loud noise of the roots settle back into their dark tombs to sleep once more, she felt bare even weak in this season fighting less however was on the bright side but the food was few in number now and her power less useful and enpowering.

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Dissapointed, the femme let ears of black settle down on her head. She once more let her head fall onto her paws and closed her eyes. The scent was now female, no threat to her. So with a weary mind and aching paws she let her thoughts drift. Looks like my deal will have to wait she thoguht thinking of the deal she would make with the alpha. She wanted pups, and the alpha would want power right? Or maybe she could promise him herself. A mate for eternity. But what if that doesn't work? What if he won't take my offer and I'm stuck puppless? I want to have a family badly, but I refuse to have pups with a lowly subordinate. I must prove my family wrong. And with that she fell asleep. Imagining her pups, the glorious little things. And then their names, Serra, Liza, Darren, oh and maybe Lukas and Trinity and... She stopped herself mid thought. Obviously she wouldn't have this many puppies, unless she had more than one litter. But no, well maybe, never, unless...

[Snowey]

Twin radars spun unable to currently locate the foolish femmie who dared think that she was worthy of the dark cause yet hid herself, disgusted features twisted and formed upon her frame. Outraged growls rang out from her maw did this fae not know the law and tradition, fine she would teach it to her. Sadly the fae could not pick a poison other than Eternal no other poisons weren't currently around. There was one rule, prove yovrself as a Dark.

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occ:Sorry for shortness

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A new scent hung in the air. It was feminine as stated earlier. But now this femme reaked with like a threat. With an immaediate burst of energy, the sleeping fae jolted to life and let her eyes adjust once more. She crouched, letting her body flex and the green and blue on her sides shimmer. If she read correctly, this was a threat. Concentrating, her mind picked up two large boulders in the distance, letting them levitate in the air. Out of sight it would most likely be a surprise to the oncoming femme to see herself smashed to bits. Surely it would be a pleasure for Trix, considering the other femme was the one that brought on the threat.

OoC:I'ts fine, mine is rather short as well.

[Snowey]

Twin hark flattened against her crown whatever the female was doing it was loud, and did not sound familiar to her own power and techniques. Nimble and agile frame circled around the area where the noise came from whirling and twirling around in the air above the leafless trees as the icy air buffeted her fur as she spotted the femmie between the tree branches, trunks, and fallen logs. It wasn't long before she spotted the floating rocks with keen silver pools trying to be hidden. She need not goad this one as she was already seemingly aggitated the blue and green on her sides glowing she gave out not another thought other than Leave now, and I shall spare you growl rang out blind instincts flowed throughout her veins body flew up high then an arc diving down straight like a bird shaped like a arrowhead. Then curving at a forty-five degree angle toward the forest toward the female charging head first paws and legs pulled up against her frame, using instincts instead of brains. Now that she was close but not too close vile thought words spewed Im Eternal bitch get out now! she was doing what was natural to a mother protecting her pups she never knew this feeling then again being a new mother she wouldn't. Silver pools shined brightly with a devious gleam, as harks pinned against her crown ebony talons remained sheathed for now.

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One step forward, two steps back...
That's what her life had seemingly followed. First, well she was born, then her family made fun of her and kicked her out. And then she had found the place of her dreams and was suddenly being charged at by an unknown fae. She let out a responding growl to her charger, and "What do you want?" kind of growl. And honestly, she didn't know what this fae wanted. Obviously she hadn't thought out her attack but had seen the boulders levitating on either side of Trix, so seeing that she was a threat Trix dropped the boulders and held her ground. She spoke clearly and proudly to the femme, "I do not come as a threat. Only to join the lovely pack that is the Shadow Forest Pack. If you still insist on charging then bring it on, I'm not afraid of a fight. But I must warn you your chances are not very great." Her last words left a phycotic grin upon her maw. Yummy....a fight.[/color][/size]

[Snowey]

Nimble pillars struck out from her frame against the ground, ebony talons made a deafening screech against the earth snarl rang out. Then sweetly sick lyrics followed Why do I need to speak with you? When you can read my mind Telekenetic. Lovely? Not a threat? We are Darks, those not worthy of the Dark name are weeded out by a trial. I have more of a chance then you think. Don't underestimate me considering im in the pack and your not. My brother is just like you. mocking smirk slapped on her maw.

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occ:Horrible >.< too much clorine and stress today.

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"And who exactly is your brother dear fae?" Trix sad in a sweat, phycotic voice. A challenge was in her sights and she couldn't wait to make her mark in these lands. "You say you have a good chance, well then show me. Show me how you stand in a fight of claw and teeth. Skin tearing like velcro, teeth splattering blood around. Let me see, let me see." Her voice simply faded as she continued her staring match with the femme, and with one confident step forward she let her black mits stamp against the ground. Leaving an impression in the dirt, stating her claim. And with her black wings she took off, letting her hind legs act as a launching device. The muscles flexed and stretched as she flew skyward. Right into the fae's direction, she let her claws lash out, aiming for the femmes side. "How's this for a trial?!" she sneered. 'I belong here' ringing in her mind.

[Snowey]

Auds twitched with annoyannce then dullness settled in at the femmies words she had heard worse threats from other wolves and unspoken threats such as that of Kostya himself he was the only wolf to win a battle against her, it was no surprise that the impatient femora talked one minute then the next attack.
It was too bad however that she had been prepared already to have dodged the boulders, maw and ebony kissers split tainted ivories parted reaching to tear the flesh from her maw area.
It had been so long since she had battled not since Fang, getting struck constantly with fire or lightning either way her polar opposite and she had won.
She had to admit having a long range attacker member may not be a bad thing however this fae acted strange even for a Dark wolf, she wouldn't last long under Kostya's abusiveness.

So the little wench should be counting her sins that she wasn't fighting the alpha himself a dreadful beast he is with a taste for bird meat.

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Attacks Made: Muzzle or maw bite
Attacks Landed:
1/3 block
Terms: Eternal: Protection Trix: Entry
Rules: Two attacks per turn. (can be added to by the two fighters)
Judged: Literacy, Spelling, length, and Attacks
Word Count: (How many words you used per post)

[Kostya]

+ KONSTANTINE +
••• CALL ME KOSTYA •••

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
who art as black as hell, as dark as night

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Oh how right this little bird, this little femme that had learned all too well how twisted and warped the alpha was. What was he but the ultimate dark come out to play with your sins, to smile at your cowardice and coax out your very weaknesses? He adored the game, was in love with destroying the good that was left in your broken heart. Eternal knew his game, knew his nature and still survived -- for that, he should respect her, but the wolf was incapable of respect; he was a maddened beast that lashed out at anything that didn't obediently follow his rules. He lived in a world where the strongest will die the moment he shows the least bit of weakness: so he eradicated his weakness, tore his heart out of his chest early on in life and was left only with this madness.

Violence had a stench, you know? He smelled it now --that bit of physicality that rubbed emotions raw. He followed because Eternal's scent lingered in the air, and there was something viscerally gratifying about annoying her, destroying her one little bit at a time. EVery time she snapped, she lost a little bit of her sanity -- every time she showed a touch of weakness, he was closer to destroying her.

Don't be afraid of the big bad beast, but know he can smell your fear regardless. Pretend to be strong, but know he will see through the lies- - what was he but the King of Lies? The destroyer of worlds? He came with hatred, with violence crackling in his paws, with toxicity in his maw, his eyes a dull shade of adoration as he realized there were toys afoot -- new shiny toys to be played with. What alpha this but madness himself?

He grins, then, revealing fangs. "What's this, what's this?" he chuckles, his eyes sliding from one female to the next, "So much noise," he laughs, jumping forward to sidle up to Eternal's side in false tenderness. His tongue lols out, noxious breath panting in Eternal's face, "What toy have you brought me to devour?"

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Just catching the edge of Eternal's fang Trix winced the slightest bit. But she kept her course straight and flying through the air. her black and green and blue pelt blendng together with a fury and the colors seemed to glow. Like her anger made her pelt darker and her markings glow with anger. Her eyes flared as the middles turned to ebony black slits and her wings expanded and sliced through the air like a knife to butter. Then she heard the coming of another. The footsteps of a brute hitting the earth with nothing but force. Trixanami's attention strayed for not a second as she continued her attack on the teasing Eternal. her powers went into crafting as the searched for some items around her. Stones and pebbles started to levitate in the conjested oxygen that reaked with the stench of male and violence. Trix lifted the stones higher and higher until they reached Eternal and Trix. And with a fury Trix sent them into a tornado around the flailing females. The swirled and swirled, a few small rocks rocketing to the center aiming for the femme Eternal.
1/3 post
Attacks Made: hit with rock and leg bite
Attacks Landed:
1/3 block
Terms: Eternal: Protection Trix: attack
Rules: Two attacks per turn. (can be added to by the two fighters)
Judged: Literacy, Spelling, length, and Attacks
Word Count: 192

[Kostya]

+ KONSTANTINE +
••• CALL ME KOSTYA •••

For I have sworn thee fair, and thought thee bright,
who art as black as hell, as dark as night

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She didn't seem to understand the predicament she was in; how lucky, no, no, how utterly grateful she should be to Eternal, who had come before him, always slipping ahead of him, trying to outdo his perfection. With tooth and feather, the little monstrosity, hah, his little monstrosity, protected both foul eggs and her own selfish wants and desires. Did he begrudge her a little bit of fun toying with the winged creature coming out to play? Another feathery creature, another morphed, disgusting wolf prancing around with bird for brains; he grins, his lips pulling back as the violence shudders through the ground. Her powers are only mediocre at best, meant for flashy motions, and not for the deadliness for which Konstantine was typically known.

The girl, nameless, little femme, ridiculously haughty little femme tried to silence the teasing Eternal; Kostya deftly moved out of the way with a twist of his hind quarters -- he did not near the female, did not interrupt the violence. What need? If Eternal suffered, so much the better -- his smile became monstrous in his face, poison pulsing over his tongue with his internal excitement. The glands in the back of his throat are pulsing with pleasure, thick with the want of destruction. Kostya moves, so quickly, so silently, his body scything through the ground as he snickers, "Oh dear, Oh dear," his face twists in an ugly sneer, "It seems you may not be strong enough, my little pet."

Tail swishing, ears perking forward, Kostya sits almost daintily on the ground, muzzle tilting in an inquisitive way -- this little birdlike femme is fighting without purpose. How idiotic. "It is amusing that she thinks she can gain my attention by hurting you though," he says, conversationally, despite the brutality of the attack; what did he care of Eternal's health? Another mistake to think he cared for anyone but himself. He smiles, but there is nothing kind or mocking in it; it is all pleasure, all warped joy as his pale, demented eyes twinkle with a growing madness, watching the petite little thing hurl her pretty little pebbles. Pretty indeed, he thinks, his gaze a knife slipping over the contours of her body.

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