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Post by //.Jazzy on Feb 13, 2008 20:07:46 GMT -5
Lokia stood her full hieght as soon as her master had left. If there was a leader among slaves Lokia would be it. Never taking crap about anything she was dominant. It was a wonder she was a slave. Whenever a master walked by she shrank down low to the ground and kept her eyes down. After they would pass she would stand her full height. Lokia walked by a bunch of slaves. Lot's of slaves knew how obeident she was. A strangly looking wolfess walked out of the pack. "Well well if isn't the dog" The other female smirked at her own joke. Lokia turned her head to glare at the wolfess. "You want to fight" She said calmely walking up to the female hackles raised and teeth bared. Lokia was also known for her fighting and sometimes killing other slaves who had picked a fight with her. The other wolfess shrank back and Lokia continued on her way until she came to a tree. Laying down she put her head on her legs. Sighing she closed her eyes.
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Post by mynx on Feb 13, 2008 20:40:18 GMT -5
Reply coming in a minute, im just fixing my characters.
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Post by //.Jazzy on Feb 13, 2008 20:42:08 GMT -5
ooc: Blackie is supposed to be replying but go ahead and reply it will make it more interesting
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Post by summerstars on Feb 13, 2008 21:00:08 GMT -5
He prowled through the slave auctions cautiously, knowing he was in danger simply for showing his face here. He was no master and yet no slave; he could be captured and made to do whatever a master wanted of him.....if they could catch him. Shiranui wasn't one for slavery and he wouldn't hesitate to fight back, to the death if neccesary.
Hating the pitiful state his kin had been forced into through multiple beatings and torments, the roan-coated wolf stepped between multiple females, looking for one who could defend herself, one who wouldn't simply follow because she was told to. As much as Shiranui would have loved to have taken them all with him to Yuurin and freedom, he knew he had to create a strong base before he started taking in pity cases.
Walking through the mass of slaves who were too weak to even fight, the male eventually made his way to a grouping of slaves who had fire in their eyes. These wolves could and would fight back when challenged. These are the ones for me, the seemingly blue wolf thought, smiling softly. None of them should be slaves but these ones need to be liberated quickly if their spark is to be saved.
Watching the various conflicts unfold and be resolved, one she-wolf caught his attention. She was challenged by another slave who was quickly put in her place by the dominant one. As Shiranui watched she went to a tree and put her head down. Sleeping? He couldn't tell at that distance but he didn't think so. In a place like this it wasn't wise to take a 'cat nap' in the middle of the day.
A brisk two-beat brought the odd-hued male to the pretty dominant one's side and he stood over her, at a respectful distance, for a moment before speaking.
Hello, lady, he said softly, aware that there may be someone nearby who he wouldn't want to hear his words.
What would you do to be free? |
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Post by //.Jazzy on Feb 13, 2008 21:05:12 GMT -5
Lokia smelt a wolf come up to her. Startled she yanked her head up and saw a wolf coming towards her. For a second she was afraid but then she realized that the wolf was no master. Rising to her feet she stood tall and proud wondering what this wolf wanted. "hello, lady, what would you do to be free" He had said. Shocked she stood there for a few seconds. She then regained her posture. "Anything" She looked at him through determined eyes. "Anything to be free."
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Post by mynx on Feb 13, 2008 22:14:44 GMT -5
OOC- This could be interesting. *Whistles innocently as she awaits to glomp Blackie*
[glow=red,2,300]Raegan[/glow]
The air was warm and the cloudless sky gave the wamr rays of the sun every opurtunity to radiate the world with its natural warmth.Things were quiet here, quite the change from the unorganized and noisy antics of the equines.No, though this land had known as much bloodshed as the next, the canines simply had a vision, and aparently it had left them better of then the clumsy, bellowing hoof heads down the road.It wasn't that I held anything against them, I simply wasn't fond of thier company nor thier smell.Trust me, I've come from the dingiest of gutters and the dirtiest of the lands, but quite frankly i'd rather have the Lords black bird of death stab my eyes out with his pointed beak then sit in the presence of a horse.There use to be a time when a wolf could go for miles at a time without so much as breathing in the scent of a horse, now the filthy beasts were everywhere.Pearing yellow gaze punctured the silence of the early morning.Slaves dotted the land, some carlessly and other cautious.Not many where screaming desire for thier ends, but it was quite obvious that many were broken and in total submission towards thier Master.For quite a few minutes I had sat here in my relaxation and observation of these new grounds, allowing my lazy yet alert eyes to scan over the the forms of slaves below me.I sat in the sunlight beneath a tree on a small hill, the bursts of wind rattling through my long thick fur.Bright rays of sunlighted cast shadows of leaves over my creamy and tan hide, other shades such as grays and browns mingling amongst the rest somewhere.Rounded ears sat atop my skull, flickering at the sounds and bugs that settled around them.Yes, I was honestly able to say that I was done sitting here, be it purpessful or pointless.There were things to be done, discovered and outwitted, a much bigger picture to see.Yet try as I might the illusion manages to evade me just as I begin to think it is becoming clear.
Seeking optics flickered to the ground and handsome young mug dipped slightly as he pulled himself to his feet.The movements held a grace to them, long legs of powerf coming up to a broad chest and thick shoulders, my body being my only secret, my only weapon.The structure of the Lords creations were all fascinating, each organism equiped with it's own set of abilities.Many creatures knew only how to fight thier way, be it through butting heads or clawing each other apart, after travelling around this vast earth, my brother and I had witnessed many things, and in turn, had learned things uncommon to these terrains.I would love to call myself god and say that death is beneath me, but thats hardly the case.No, death surounds us all, weaving it's way throughout our lives, a thick web of deciet, wrath and agony.And it waits for us all, none being the exception.It claims what is meant to be, and though death sparks unnerve into my soul I know that the Grim is simply but a messanger from our Overlord. and we are but the servants, destined to carry out thine command.That was that, and we were nothing more, nothing less, it was simply our place.
Handsomly unkept coat rolled with a beat over the muscles that had grown to my frame as long, muscular legs brought me into a descent down the small but strangly content peak of the hill.Inky sniffer flared as the wind beat against my face, bringing with it all the scents this place had to offer.As I came around a particulary sharp bend I was just fortunate to see what looked to be the end of a little dispute among a few of the faes.The vixen with her hackles raised sunk back as the other female hesitated, and a slight curiosity sparked in me.True I was young, only three years, but one would be suprised at just how much knowladge one could aquire in just three years, all the usful tactics.However, it was very unfortunate that, like most young males, I had a horrible case of hormones biting into me, and as my gaze fell over her well sought frame, I found a satisfied smirk creep on to my lips.A dark humour flashed through my chest as I watched her lay beneath the tree, and couldn't stop myself from not following her.I moved at a light jog, auds straight and orbs gleaming with the promise of an unpredictable lust.My jaws trailed low as he moved, muscular shoulders rotating with an anxious rythem.
My near silent footfalls came to a halt aproximatly six feet from her, thick nape raising my crown to allow me to send a playfully curious gaze her way.I stood with a dominant posture, yet it had yet to turn threatening.Auditts sat perked and nares flared to drink in her scents.
Well now, greatings to you girl. Have a little disagreament back there perhaps?
Vocals were that of a young, but grown male, smooth with hints of flirtation and desire. However with my voice came the accent of my homelands within Ireland.I was quite proud to say that i enjoyed my odd way of speach, took pride in the fact that the blood of the land ran within him.
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Post by //.Jazzy on Feb 14, 2008 8:32:49 GMT -5
Lokia smelt another wolf walk her way. She realized that this wolf was indeed a master and shrank down just abit. [italics] Well now, greatings to you girl. Have a little disagreament back there perhaps[/italics] Lokia looked from the master wolf to the free-roaming wolf. "Yes" She said queitly. "Yes i did" She noticed a few small hints of flirtness and desire in the male and prayed she wouldn't be taken home with him.
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Post by summerstars on Feb 14, 2008 19:24:20 GMT -5
A Master....Shiranui's frame tensed; he was in danger if the other male discovered he was neither Master nor Slave. He could be captured, tortured....a snarl was held back in his white throat as he thought about what could happen to him.
I'll just have to pretend for the time being... The blue-roan wolf thought, determined to free the essa that stood before them. I'll even fight for her if need be. I won't let her be taken by some brutish Master who can never appreciate the word 'freedom' unless used in conjunction with 'I am.'
Greetings, brother, Shiranui said, his lyrics free-flowing and careful. He had long watched Masters at a distance and knew that they were a little more friendly with each other than with their slaves. He knew that they would banter a little, try to settle the disagreement, perhaps by intimidation, and if that didn't work they moved on to fighting for the right to own the slave. Shiranui would take all these steps to claim the pretty essa. Fine day, yes?
Glancing down at the grey-coated female, Shiranui smiled, letting a trace of predatory lust slip into his facade for the sake of his charade. What's your name, vixen? he asked, his utterances lower now, and a little softer. Perhaps one could even say that they sounded a little breathy. His vocals lowered further and he whispered a comment to the female that the intruder wouldn't be allowed to hear.
I'll do all I can, He intoned. He won't get you, not while I can stop him.
This was a dangerous game Shiranui was playing; Russian Roulette for creatures of fang and claw. If he was discovered he might be taken into captivity to suffer a long, drawn out life of misery unless he should be promoted back to freedom. However, if this did become the case, the chances of him going back to live as lead male of his beloved Yuurin were slim.
What brings you to this place, friend? The blue-grey wolf said, louder again, to the other male. There are plenty of other females here; why linger on one? And a fighter at that. You know as well as I that she faced down another vixen. Why trouble yourself with that? |
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Post by mynx on Feb 14, 2008 23:36:57 GMT -5
Crown turned and for the first time i noticed another standing by her.He had aproached her mere moments before me, and my distraction on the she-wolf had drown my attention from him, allowing him to slip by.
Greatings indeed.
Vocals were toned evenly with maturity even though I was only three, the smooth Irish accent bred into me flowing freely.I observed the blue-roan male for a moment before giving a slight nod of truce.For now I wasn't set on his destruction, but if it was needed to ensure that he brought no harm.....I wasn't sure what to make of him, was he a threat to this fae, a Master to take her off to a dungeon?The idea wasn't the best for me, for even though I had claimed the despicable title I was hardly part of this game for the mere purpose of collecting and torturing those whom could not defend themselves.In reality I was in this mix for the exact opposite, finding realization in my dreams when I still clung to the title Free- Roamer.Yet this was hardly the time to reveal such a thing as my past, for I had been given a purpose not so long ago, and now that I could understand some of it, I knew what I had to do for the time being.
The strange male had beat me to the chase when it had come to asking for her title, but I had already announced myself and felt there was no reason to leave just yet, at least not until I found out this males intentions.So far he didn't seam to bad with her, but for a Master something was slightly...Off.It was unusual how he spoke to her, with neither mocking tones or words of devious intention.He had actually spoken to her as well, formed a sentence, none of that name, age, training sh*t.Suspicions towards this male grew and as he asked me a final question I felt no need to conceal my reasons to him.In my lifetime I had brought down Masters that had dared to confront me on me decievence to them, for any fae that I could rescue and set forth, I would do it without hesitance.
Why her? Why not her, she does seam to have the best odds of recovering does she not? The others are either so afraid to the point where they won't dare risk it being a trap and the other half of them would try to rip your bloody throat out if you so much as looked at them, don't you agree?
Small smile fell upon my lips, not challanging or sneering, but simply a smile to show my amusment at the situation.This male was completly oblivious to the fact that the the male he stood looking at, aka me, was more then likely the one that was going to finish him, and many of his kind , off.My body was strangly relaxed yet motionless.I watched the male with burning yellow eyes, knowing that the moment this Master made a move to either drive me off or claim this wolf with violent tendancies in mind, I would put him out of his miserable existance or die trying.
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Post by //.Jazzy on Feb 16, 2008 8:33:32 GMT -5
Lokia looked from the roan brute to the other brute. Not sure what to say she stood in silence. Watching as the two exchanged words Lokia thought about what was going to happen. If the roan had to fight for her she surely would try to help. She couldn't sit there and watch to see who became her new master. She remembered what the roan asked her and she figured she would answer. "Lokia sir" She said while casting her eyes toward the ground.
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Post by mynx on Feb 20, 2008 22:43:01 GMT -5
I went, its Blackies turn
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Post by summerstars on Feb 23, 2008 20:48:16 GMT -5
Truer words never spoken, brother, and it is for those reasons that she will have a good home in Yuurin, the sky-faded wolf siad with a nod and a feeling of worry. This other wolf was experienced in this game and Shiranui knew he would have to play some reckless moves to get away in time.
Glancing down at the night-dark essa before him, the drake watched his rival with cool eyes that masked a wolf wanting only to spirit Lokia away from danger before she could be further harmed by a Master.
If he had to fight he would, though he would prefer a peaceful confrontation. Either way, the battle would go to Shiranui; it had to if Lokia was to be a Free-Roaming wolf as she deserved.
Lokia, eh? he said with a smile as she vocalized her calling. A pretty chime, to be sure. And how would you, dear Lokia, like to come with me to my homeland? Yuurin is...unique, you might say. The chuckle that followed his words was low and soft but sincere. He had no reason to fool the pretty essa and would not lie to her unless it was to fool the other brute as well. ((sigh....majorly sucky...I apologize)) |
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Post by mynx on Feb 24, 2008 15:36:43 GMT -5
Opyics sparked for a moment as his words churned in my auds.He was peculiar, and i wasn't quite sure what his words had meant.My body straightened out as I took a step foreward, keen amber orbs baring into his own without hesitance, gaze suddenly stern and serious.My accented lyrics fell from my lips, calm and questioning.My words were far from accusation, simply statment.
Very well, but before I can allow you to take her without a challange, you must tell me just what it is you have planned for her, for quite honestly I cannot allow you to lead her away unless your intentions with her or nothing short of civilized.
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Post by summerstars on Mar 7, 2008 22:43:24 GMT -5
Seeing the change in the other male's eyes, Shiranui's interest was peaked. Who was this wolf to seem so like a Master and yet question him about Lokia's future treatment? It wasn't like their kind and yet this stranger fit their description perfectly.... He was like a cross between a true Master and Shiranui himself. A truly puzzling situation.
I cannot answer that without placing my freedom in your hands and I'm not sure I should trust you but... the blue-grey male sighed. I think that if I am to do what I set out to do I must tell you everything.
Sending an encouraging glance toward Lokia as the black wolf watched from the ground, Shiranui commenced in explaining himself to a Master who could easily steal away his freedom with this knowledge. His mind told him not to but his heart told him it was the only way to make Lokia a free wolf as she deserved to be.
Upon claiming her and bringing her back to Yuurin, he said, I intend to free her and make her a Free-Roamer like myself. I have never seen the interest some wolves have in owning slaves and I think it cruel. My goal here was to take a slave and make free her, as is her right by blood and even law in other parts of the world. ((Sorry this took so long guys ^^" As Captain Jack said in Pirates 2 - "Complications arose, ensued, were overcome." only, in my case they're still being overcome, which is taking up quite a bit of my time ^^")) |
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Post by //.Jazzy on Mar 14, 2008 16:01:50 GMT -5
Lokia stood up and moved beside Shiranui her black bodice lightly touching his roan coat. She glared lightly at the other male and almost dared him to try and take her. Shiranui had made it clear that Lokia was going with him and Lokia would fight with Shiranui to get her freedom. She stood tall but with her head slightly lower than Shiranui's and she was a few steps behind him. She would give anything to get out of this place and if Shiranui was offering she would take it.
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