A quiet night..

i smirk, flaunting, my eye lashes reflecting my grooming optics, a delight to look upon, as i swing my hips flawlessly around, walking in looking so beautiful i look like she is floating, as my limbs move firm, along my figure, as my sandy mask, with beautiful features, shift ready to reply to this mistress, i say wise, and soft as my tongue flutters lyrics like a song' Non hanno bisogno di amore e' un trattare in possesso anche se preferirei avere amore' as she flinches hr tail like a swans necks flinch, the fur it possesses along her frame, ripples, as she moves with effortless movements, some how still looking stunning, as she produces a bigger smile upon her maw appears making the blends on her mask shift to splashes of sand that run along her back and tint along her flank, making her rusty copper optics blossom.


(no reply till tomorrow got to do course work and baby sit for fuck sake.....)

I stride slowly accross the ground growling as I smell other wolves. I look around, my blue eyes looking round rappidly. My ear twitches as I hear the two wolves barking and talking. My head hung down I trot closer.

I watch from the Shadows, my pelt hung in mud and dirt from my earlier tussle from a hunt. My scent almost un noticable. I watch the wolves and see a white fae come along, her head low as she pads toward them. I smirk. There was Alice and Voeu, I looked around watched the faes. I watched the white one, she looekd rather suspicious, like she wanted to fight or cause trouble. I would fight her. I would love a fight, yet I stayed back and waited for anything to happen, I listen to there Words and sit my body down slowly mkaing no noise and my pelt blenging in with the shadows and moons rays.

I sniff the air. "Another wolf." I whisper. I look at the wolf feeling the urge to fight. "Make my day" I growl aproaching him

I grunt as the fae spots me, I move farther back in the Shadows and waits for her to make her move first, I wasn't going to make mine first. I grunted ad waited.

With my ears flat on my head, eyes slit, chin down and shoulders forward I lunge a the wolf and sink my teeth into his leg. I take my teeth out, blood dripping down from them. I snarl as he looks at me.

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I growl and lunge to the right than to the left on top of her and pin her down. I grab her neck and step to the side and bring my jaws with her inside them with me. I throw her against a tree and growl. I place my paw on her throat "I'd back off." I say with a growl as I wait. I look around, we were int he tree and they couldn't see us well. I felt I needed to run off, I didn't want to fail Alice and Voeu and things. I looked at the wolf and rolled my eyes "Just go."

I see Maria come along and pound the ground hard, dust dlying around my large paw. I growl at the fae and look at Maria "She came onto me, I was protecting myself and the princess, and Alice I suppose." I shrug and look at the female "I was trying to keep low and calm, but she just came on me. This little, ugh." I resist from saying anything more. I growled, she blew my cover and made me in more trouble I supposed. I growled and stood by Maria and looked at white fae on the ground and watched Maria's eye fill with fury. I let my large maw expose a single second of a smirk and down to a silent straight emotion. I growled and flicked my ears all around, I grunted. I didn't want to get into more trouble for protecting myself and the princess. I looked at the fae, she must have been a rogue. I sighed and licked my her blood from my maw, my razor sharp teeth peeking out as I do. I sit down and look at Maria "It wasn't my fault this crazy bitch come onto me. I hope you understand." I grunt and start to walk into the trees and crouch down, I didn't want any of the other wolves to see me. I looked at Maria and sighed. I looked at the fae and I dragged my claws into the ground and scraped them along the dirt. I growled quietly and went over to the white fae on the ground. "You did this." I growl as I spit some of her blood on her white pelted face. I roll my shoulders and draw a wolf in the dirt, representing her. I crushed it under my paws, I growled. My eye were dark and gloomy. I sit down again and wait.

"I am not leaving." I snarl, bitting at his neck hard. I look at the scar across my neck and the blood on my teeth. I look at the other wolf. "What is going on is a fight." I growl.

I flick my tail and walk further away. "Why am I in such a bad mood?" I whisper to myself. I look at the blood then the scar on my neck.

I growl and pin the wolf down and bite her muzzle "Stay down. You don't wanna mess with me right now." I say with a low snarly growl. I sighed "just go away." I growl. I look at Maria and roll my eyes. I looked at the fae and wait. I swat her muzzle "Don't you talk to Maria that way!" I growl and bare my sharp teeth and sit down. I flicked my tail behind me annoyed.

I roll my eyes. "I can talk to anyone, anyway!" I snarl then walk off thrpugh the trees.

The night was pacefull and humid - droplets of sweat coated the alabaster man's fur, causing stray ends to matt together. Gruffly awaking from his slumber, the King took a good look around his surroundings. Everything was quiet just as had been the evening before, and nary a soul stirred. With a massive roll of his haunches, the brute heaved himself upwards whereupon he shook his pelt, ruffling it up and allowing his overheated bulk to cool. Pockets of air drifted beneath certain sparse clumps of his pelt to touch the surface of his skin, causing the King to flick his ears in pleasure. Perhaps the Marcello prince had not gotten used to the change in the weather, whatnot with his furry coat inherited from the arctic bloodline. Nonetheless, he was not helpless and with some concentration and with the help of the cold breeze, caused some droplets of sweat to morph into ice which gave him a sweetly chilling feeling for a simple moment. Without bothering to take a drink, the strong virile was off to wander again and seek out the land for more rogues, per say, and understand their manners of living a little better. Perhaps, too, invite them to join Vimur.
The grass was scratchy beneath the man's feet as he padded along at an unhurried pace, and where certain clumps sprouted out the foilage tickled his toes in a rather irritating manner. This did not improve his mood and it caused the male to grit his teeth together in deep annoyance, having a deep feeling that today would not be one of his most peaceful days. Cutting off any grassy tracks and turning the ground into an oozy mess if he were to continue on from this point. Disgust was apparent in the downward smirk of distaste on Electro's features. He was bothered about the muck which would dirty his coat. Vanity was his trait. Sharp eyes had caught sight of the infested land, but that again was not his care. The ground was so murky that it would wear him down just to take that godforsaken path and he had no wish to do that. Still disgusted, Electro looked into the horizon and spotted an alabaster female dipping herself in a semi-blood bath. of course caused of his Knights and Dames. Smirk laced his ebony lips as he called out to the female in deep tones, "I suppose you're enjoying your little blood bath?" A brow would raise as he stood on the untainted grass, waiting for the weird wolf's reply. She indeed, was a odd one. The White Death stood focused on the woman yet his mind was somewhere else. Why would his Warriors attack, they perfectly knew fights within the pack are forbbiden without the King's aproval, and Timber.. Got himself in more shit if he doesn't have a good explanation.