Singing ://

[ravamoire]

I Used To Think This Was Perfect

The stench of death was welcoming to her nose as she stepped through the hordes of wolven on their way out. She half sneered at the way they carried themselves. 'Worthless creatures,' her thoughts lashed all over them for moments before she stopped looking down her nose at them and continued on her towards the main attraction.

And Wish That It Was Never Ending

Her eyes rolled across the wolves that let their heads hang low, as if this was a bad thing. She sneered fully this time and strolled lithely in their direction, moving past them as she settled herself in a more secluded area. Resting upon her haunches while keeping her head risen and shifting her paws to hold herself with poise and any shreds of dignity she had left.

But Those Days Gone Forever

Her golden eyes contrasted beautifully with her dark ashen clothing. Her fur caught in the little breeze that trailed through and lingered for only seconds before being masked behind death and decay. She scanned the ones being sold. A scraggly little female running in circles, trying desperately to draw attention to herself.

It's Something I'm Not Missing

Her head low and her tail tucked as she tried to show good submission, whining as masters strolled past her, staring down their noses at her with respectful walks, some even looking disgusted with her attempts at finding somewhere to go, someone to take her. Ravamoiré’s lips pulled back.

There's A Force There's A Voice In My Head Telling Me To Think

‘Disgusting creatures,’ she growled lightly in the direction of the pathetic little female. She let her eyes stray to the little group huddling next to her. Their soft whisperings to each other made some sort of sense. Some sort of singing. ‘Komm und rette mich, Ich verbrenne innerlich. Komm und rette mich, Ich schaff’s nicht ohne dich. Komm und rette mich, rette mich, rette mich.’

About The Times When You Were Cruel And Mean

Their song sounding like strange echoings, the way some sobbed while they tried to keep up with the stronger ones who were carrying the tune. Her thoughts drifted to her first language. ‘Komm und rette mich, Come and rescue me. Ich verbrenne innerlich, I’m burning can’t you see. Komm und rette mich, Come and rescue me. Ich schaff’s nicht ohne dich, Only you can set me free, Komm und rette mich, Come and rescue me, rette mich, rette mich, rescue me, rescue me.’

I Don't Care If You Walk Away

She locked eyes with one of them for a moment. “Unsre Träume warn gelogen,” the other wolf’s eyes widened, and her soft voice continued. “Und keine Träne echt,” he tried to look away but now other’s from the group were staring to her. “Sag das dass nicht wahr ist. Sag es mir jetzt,” she stared for moments before standing and taking her leave in a direction towards the main area, and away from the pathetic little group.

I'm Here To Stay

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[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico had settled himself beneath a wide redwood and his tongue lolled to the side in a half-pant. It was hot. Unbearably hot. He leapt up and shook out his pelt, releasing the contained air from beneath his pelt. Glancing around, he moved forward, pelt glistening in the relentless sunlight. He spotted a charcoal fae that seemed to be muttering something and loped over to her. Zytico leaped up the rock and stood before her, his frame a tad bigger than hers. From the looks of another group of slaves, and his own hearing, he presumed she had been talking to them. Some incantation it sounded like. He tossed the thought aside and began looking the vix over. He circled her twice, sniffing here and there, pausing at the back of her for a moment before moving on. Perfect. She seemed to be well able to work and be a respectful pack member. He stopped before her and sat down, staring into her orbs with his amber ones. "May I ask your name, vix?"

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And you need to hear

She glanced his way. His amber optics caught her attention first. A smile crawled across her lips as he came closer and was now taking his time circling her. Her grin grew flirtatious as she glanced back at him, observing him carefully as he made his way up and sat in front of her.

You make me sick

Her liquid gold eyes remained attached to his, unable to tear them from his. Her eyelashes fluttered a couple times and she stood shyly, knowing how to work this type of thing. She flashed a pretty smile, her eyes resting in thin slits of gold.

But I love what we’re doing here

She let her tail sway silently as he stared at her, keeping her eyes on his the entire time. “Ravamoiré,” her smooth voice released into the hot air. “You m’lord, may call me Rava,” she gave a devious smirk. “Unless you have something better in mind.”

You make me sick

Her sly smirk held itself firm, flicking her audit playfully as she stared at him in thought. ‘This could work.’ turning her head sheepishly yet still holding his gaze with one deep yellow eye, playing off this flirting quite well in her mind.

And I can’t be the only one

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[»Ιmαgε]

Zytico was hooked. Golden pools pulled him in and he sat in front of her, amazed. Beautiful. Prettier than..No. Not Chey. She was alpha not this fae. But she was stunning... He grinned his eyebrows arched in a manner of flirting. "So..want to come to my domain?" His eyes danced and his auds were tuned onto her. He had a slight nagging in the back of head about Chey....his mate, but he pushed the thought away and waited for her response, totally under her control.

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I had to take advantage

She grinned sheepishly, keeping her deviousness wrapped across her maw perfectly. She gave a flirtatious chuckle to his question. ‘Of course a trip along his side would not be so bad,’ she allowed her coy smirk to stay up as a reserve as she thought to herself.

Before the moment passes by

She nodded in the same shy manner, although giving off the aura that she was indeed not shy in the least. Her grin widened, “Of course I will be following you,” holding the smile perfectly. “I will follow you anywhere, just promise I can stay by your side,” her eyelashes batted a couple of times.

It’s so hard to manage

He seemed to be falling apart under her gaze, and the sight of this was making her grin no longer one of an act, but of accomplishment. She had somehow won over a master enough to make him sit and only stare at her, no rude remarks, no nipping at her, but instead, he was completely locked on her melted gold eyes.

The ups and downs of your life

She batted her eyelashes again just for the mere fact of keeping his attention. “Is that okay with you?” her voice rose a tiny bit in octave to keep her flirting alive. “I wouldn’t want to be a burden on such a gorgeous creature,” and at about that moment, if she had a way of puckering a bottom lip and flashing even better puppy dog eyes, she would have.

Someone help someone speak before I start to scream out

It didn’t really seem like his attention was going anywhere though, in fact, it was odd to have him staring at her this long, and instead, the back of her mind enjoyed every minute of it and soaked it up greedily. She pulled her tail around and laid it over her front paws as she sat down in silence now, letting him admire her if that was what was necessary, head still tilted to the side in her act of timidness.

Anything to break the silence

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[»Ιmαgε]

Mind buzzing with thoughts of a hurt Chey, he didn't know what to say. He was torn. Loyalty or this beautiful creature in front of him? Vocals reached the air slowly and yet at a whisper.

"Perfect. No burden at all, Angel."

There, he had done it. Given her a nickname like Chey. In doing so he was challenging the Alpha Female. His mate But yet right now she seemed so far away.. He flirted back, almost instantaneously. He parted his maw in a side laugh and trotted forward, his mind replaying the fun he would hav.

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[ravamoire]

You’re holding me back

She gave another bat of her eyelashes. Grinning as playfully as ever when her addressed her with her new nickname. The sound of it reverberated off her ears and widened her smile. ’Angel,’ she thought. Never had her nickname been so sweet.

Confined by doubt

She flicked her tail away from its position over her front paws and stood. Shaking out her clothing of anything it had gathered since sitting around here. Her smile weakened a little, but liquid gold eyes rolled across him again.

You make me sick

Her smile pulled itself back into place immediately. “Well well well,” she started, “Might I have a first task?” she tucked her head in a flirting manner towards her chest and did a smooth circle around him. Her paws dragging a little to go with the rest of her appearance. She came up along his left side, making sure her fur brushed across his.

But I love what we’re doing here

She leaned against him lightly. Her voice in his audit now with a light cool breath. “Anything, m’liege.” she walked forward, calculating the time perfectly as to when her tail needed to brush under his chin. Dragging her ribbon up his shoulder blade and playfully under his muzzle.

You make me sick

Crazy yellow eyes glanced over her shoulder at him. Her tail wrapping over his nose in the same seductive manner. “I wouldn’t want you unhappy.” her grin turned all the more devious.

And I can’t be the only one

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[»Ιmαgε]

<sup>Listening to her angelic voice, he broke down. She was offering the one thing he wanted. His lips rose in delight, his bodice trembling. Chey. He snapped out of his dream, focused on this vix in front of him. Later, later, later, later.' said one part of his mind. 'Now, now, now, now.' persisted the other. He shook off his worry and spoke, chords perfectly contained.

"I've got a job for you, but I'll tell you at midnight, Angel."

He let his eyes flicker, golden pools swarming with sunlight. Their amber color like honey. He raced forward, his mind abuzz with thoughts of this perfect fae with himself. The two of them. He smirked seductively to himself, racing away to Suyaust.

//ooc- You can start the post in our pack lands anytime. It's currently the castle grounds, but is being changed.\\</sup>

[ravamoire]

ooc//Gotcha. I'll move her there. lol

You make me sick

She grinned playfully as he spoke to her and then took off. 'At midnight,' she thought grimly. Midnight was far off in her world of time. She shifted her weight on her paws, sniffing the air solemnly. Her golden eyes scanning across those around her that still dragged themselves around uselessly.

But I love what we're doing here

She almost sneered at them again, but contained it and took off to in hopes of getting back to the packlands quickly and possibly seeing him again before midnight struck upon them. Paws trotting gracefully through the paths created by wandering slaves, those trying to run.

You make me sick

The little fem approached her from before. 'Filth,' she spoke softly to Rava., her teeth showing but she still remained in her cowardly position. Rava's eyes rolled over her, "And what does that make you? Cowering like that for someone to take you," her teeth bared themselves and a low snarl groaned from her throat.

And I can't be the only one

The little fem snapped her teeth together before Rava's face, 'You make me sick,' and that was it. Ravamoiré had leapt forward quickly and seized the fae's throat in her jaws, shaking her viciously. Tasting the blood and not caring a whole lot. Dropping her weak bodice to the ground and staring at the bloodied mess. The fem rolled her head over painfully and stared at the disappearing form of Ravamoiré.

You make me sick