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Post by arvad on Dec 10, 2009 18:23:36 GMT -7
The Amithyst alpha padded along the river, she needed a little time away from her territory, time to breath and get over the passing of her packmate. The sound of falling or running water had always brought her peace and this time was no diffret. She closed her brillian blue orbs and let the sounds of the water and forest around it consume her, pushing all bad thoughts to the back of her mind.
Suddenly they snapped open, a crack of a twig had startled her, she looked around ot see a rabbit retreating in the distance. Her ears faced behind her as a feeling of dread washed over her. Somthing felt wrong, like she shouldn't be here. She shook her head, she wasn't going to run off just because she felt creaped out.
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Post by takar on Dec 10, 2009 22:02:02 GMT -7
Takar still had a red blood haze hovering over his vision, the anger and hate pulsing from an unknown source. During the previous night his blood lust had not been quenched, and though slightly dimed by the breaking of dawn, he was still under the influence of his madness.
The ravens had still not come back to the area, his aurora of evilness kept them away. It was just an added advantage for Takar; it meant no witnesses to his despicable acts.
A sound escaped from deep within his chest, a low threatening growl. He sensed another’s presence. Lips drawn over fangs he focused on where the scent of the other wolf was coming from. He smiled wickedly; it was a female, and alphic. He couldn't believe his mind! How lucky I am this morning! A challenge I cannot resist. he thought.
He neared the river, the sounds of rushing water droned out the sounds of a rabbit dashing ahead, giving his advance away. Its terror fed Takar mind and senses.
Stepping out of the bushed onto the bank he was truly a terrifying sight. Black fur stood on end, unkept and dirty. Blue eyes so crazed by a blood thirsty mind they were penetrating and unwavering. Fangs barred and a steady growl, Takar approached, not even bothering to introduce himself.
Yet, for all his madness and insanity at the height of his rage, his mind was sharp, calculating and planning. Takar was a smart, cunning creature that chose his own paths.
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Post by takar on Jan 19, 2010 17:21:41 GMT -7
hey, so I am just going to say that we will assume that serenity has been wounded and escapes...
This is what me and serenity discussed over msg's, but it seems that the thread won’t go to completion.
Serenity decided to leave the form, but if she ever decides to come back, her character is still alive.
-Krynn
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