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Post by »Ιmαgε on Feb 23, 2008 21:36:55 GMT -5
Zytico walked in, keeping a watchful eye on his new slave, but he was pretty sure she would comply. She had gone most willingly and he smirked inwardly at her obedience. He trotted forward, releasing a howl to tell Chey he had returned home. He ended his howl differently than when he had yesterday, more of a loud, proclaiming howl. He looked back at the slave and wondered how Chey would react. He knew she was not totally comfortable with having slaves, considering she had been one only a few days before. He started into a lope, searching around for his mate anxious to see her loving face.
His auds pricked at the slight movement in the grass and he prowled forward, noting it as a light step; not one of a wolf. He moved his towers forward, their fur ruffling in the gale. He was downwind from whatever it seemed to be in front of him and he scented the air slightly, scenting the inviting scent of rabbit which flowed over his senses, telling him to leap and thrust his ivory into the warm prey. He leaped, pouncing onto the rabbit which screamed under his pads and struggled against an inexorable antagonist, death.
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Post by taysha on Feb 23, 2008 21:57:26 GMT -5
"Well some ones been a busy hunter." she said approaching her mate. She smiled when she saw him and walked and brushed her fur against his. So where is this new slave at?" she asked curiously trying to hide how uncomfortable she was asking it. She was however eager to meet the new slave, it still didn't seem quite real. She picked up a unfamiliar scent and didn't wait for Zy's answer, she padded over to where the scent was coming from. As she came out of the tall grass she saw a scrawny, half-starved looking female standing there in the small clearing. She shut her eyes and turned her head away for a second before looking back. "Hello." she said to the new wolf.
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Post by »Ιmαgε on Feb 24, 2008 13:23:25 GMT -5
Zytico picked up the rabbit and nodded behind him, at Naomi. His fur prickled with unease and he shook his head in dismay at the two females. Naomi would probably cause no trouble for Chey be he still held worry. He barked at them to follow, and he loped forward to the rock, pushing off with muscles bulging, and landed on the rock, perfectly balanced. He gently laid the rabbit down for himself, Chey, or maybe his new slave if she gained his favor. Highly unlikely at the moment.
He felt the need to secure his place as pack leader and find some land to officially own. Here he felt unease, like every move he made was watched with the utmost intent on harming himself or Chey. He looked around, keeping his orbs on the females and waited for Chey to come up on the rock. Now that he thought about it, he didn't want slaves on the rock. It was a tall rock, easy to see around and he just didn't want Naomi up here. He would let her find that out later if she tried to jump up. He narrowed his orbs at her, their amber color, a bright intensity that showed off his dominance.
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Post by innoko on Feb 24, 2008 13:58:46 GMT -5
I'll walk straight down
Naomi had loped along behind her new master for quite a distance, head low and tail limp. She felt rather numb at the moment, still quite shocked over the loss of Elijah, all thoughts of her pups clouded over in her current grief. But she tried very hard not to show her distress, knowing it would be seen as weakness and get her in trouble. When they reached a meadow with a large rock, Zytico went off prowling and Naomi sat silently where she was in the grass, taking in the scents of the area--would this be her new home? Naomi watched as a she-wolf appeared, brushing up against the master affectionately, and quietly hoped such affection would not be expected of her, although she could easily fake it if necessary.
On the contrary to how the female saw her, Naomi was not 'scrawny;' it had only been a month or so since she'd had a good meal, not quite long enough for her to lose muscle mass. Instead, she looked thin but capable. A look of slight confusion washed over the older she-wolf's face as the other turned her head away; was that disgust? sorrow? anger? She couldn't be sure, but when she was greeted, she responded obediently but coldly, "Hello." As the male master returned, Naomi found herself looking hungrily at the rabbit for a moment, but she blinked and looked away, swallowing the saliva that was filling her mouth. She'd learned not to look hungry, or you might be beaten and starved.
Zytico barked a command to follow, and Naomi rose immediately, walking along behind the favored female. When he leapt up onto the rock, she hung back, pacing slightly, uncertain whether she should jump up or not. 'Well,' she thought, 'He's already pushed me off one rock today. I'd better stay here unless he says otherwise.' So she lie down at the base of the rock, gazing absently out over the lands, her ears trained on the master.
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Post by »Ιmαgε on Feb 24, 2008 14:15:09 GMT -5
Zytico decided Naomi better eat. Be her slave or favored pack member, she still needed food to keep her strong to attack other wolves that might haphazardly wander. But first, he would eat some. He tore at rabbit, eating it's stomach and heart, leaving the other organs. He wasn't one to be picky, but this was Naomi's first lesson in his pack. He wanted it well established. Eating the most sought after organs would assure his position. He tossed the half-eaten rabbit off the rock, which landed near Naomi's feet. He nodded his head to at it and began to pace, thinking about his pack's territory to himself. His mind wandered to Naomi's being. She was a nice wolf and he had a few things in mind for her to keep herself occupied with. When she was done, he would consider showing her the rest of territory and were she would stay. He wanted to pick up the last fae of the day and barked to Chey before racing off into the mist of the forest. "I'll be back. I've got another one waiting. You keep her in line." He motioned toward Naomi, though doubting the slaves' fighting skills.
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Post by taysha on Feb 24, 2008 15:39:14 GMT -5
Chey jumped down from the rock, landing a few feet to the front of where she was eating. "I'm Chey, may I ask what your name is?" She had recently eaten off the kill on top of the rock, so she wasn't hungry at all. He looked closer at the female and realized she still had quite a bit of muscle on her. She sat down and slowly waved her tail behind her, trying not to seem aggressive at all, she remembered how nervous she was to switch masters.
ooc- this can be before Zy got back
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Post by innoko on Feb 24, 2008 22:44:26 GMT -5
I'll walk straight down
Jerking her head up off her paws as half the rabbit landed near her forepaws, Naomi looked up questioningly at Zytico. When he nodded, she rose slowly to her feet, ever wary of the master suddenly changing his mind. She nibbled at the meat slowly, with great restraint despite her tremendous hunger; this was likely the best meal she'd eaten since being captured. She kept pausing from her small meal to glance upwards at the master and his pet, her mind wandering to her lost pups. When the slave-keeping pack had attacked her family, she had told her young children to run, run as far as their legs could carry them, stay together and look out for one another. Now she wondered if she'd done the right thing; had they escaped the slave drivers? were they still alive? had they found shelter? did they have a meal even as good as the one she was eating? Squeezing her eyes shut, she pushed those thoughts away, gulping the last bit of rabbit as the master left the rock.
She sat down, taking in his words to the other female before her left. Another slave? How many did he have? She still didn't know his name, or the name of the other female, but she doubted she'd ever know the male as anything other than 'master.' When the other female leapt down in front of her, Naomi kept her seat but lowered her head and splayed her ears submissively. Surprisingly, this female did not speaks to her like a slave, but like a packmate. Her answer came quietly, her gaze off to the side and not meeting Chey's eyes, "Naomi."
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Post by taysha on Feb 24, 2008 23:18:13 GMT -5
"Its ok, you can relax now." She wasn't used to being treated like this, it made her quite uncomfortable. "I only got here a few days ago myself, Zytico is my mate, I am the alpha female here now." she wanted to fill in Naomi with everything that was going on, she knew how frustrating it was to be left in the dark of things that were going on. She sat down as the female ate, she wanted to get to know her.
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Post by innoko on Feb 25, 2008 17:48:19 GMT -5
I'll walk straight down
This other female was nice and seemed genuine, but right now Naomi wasn't sure who she could trust, if anyone. She kept her head low and ears down respectfully as Chey proclaimed herself alpha, but it was not a comfortable place for the older wolf. Naomi was used to being the alpha herself, and, prior to being captured, she hadn't had to submit to any wolf since her puphood. She considered Chey's explanation that she and Zytico were mates with unspoken disgust; first, that any she-wolf would tolerate a master, and second, that these two wolves called themselves mates after knowing each other for less than a moon. That certainly wasn't Naomi's way; she'd known Elijah for two years before she decided he was the one. Thoughts of her lost mate suddenly surfaced in her mind, and she blinked sadly, hoping that he was still alive wherever he was. Then, for the first time since arriving in this new territory, the thought of escape flashed in Naomi's mind. It was just her and Chey right now, and she was sure that, even in her weakened state, she could outrun the other she-wolf. But Zytico would return eventually, and it was likely that he could track her scent through the territory. For now, she did not reveal any hint of her past, only responded to Chey with, "Yes, mistress."
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Post by taysha on Feb 25, 2008 19:58:26 GMT -5
She looked at the new female, she looked like she was hiding something. Something else about her troubled Chey, she looked as uncomfortable being as slave as Chey did a master. "Is something wrong?" she wasn't sure if she would get a response, and if she did she wondered which of her questions would be answered. Naomi seemed upset about something, chey was just trying to be nice, if she chose not to respond atleast Chey had tried.
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Post by »Ιmαgε on Feb 25, 2008 19:59:41 GMT -5
Zytico walked in, slowly as if looking for something. He wasn't looking but thinking. He glanced around and once close enough, laid down besides Chey, across from Naomi. He pondered for a moment before speaking. "So, slave, I've ben wondering..tell me where you came from." He looked at her with a less fierce gaze than he had earlier, relaxed as his tail waved back and forth over the short grass, compared to the lengthy grass just a few meters away. He wanted to know if she had ever belonged to a pack, and what role she had been so he would know what she might be capable of.
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Post by innoko on Feb 27, 2008 15:25:14 GMT -5
I'll walk straight down
Chey's final question sparked a flame of outrage in Naomi. 'Is something wrong?!' Naomi thought angrily. 'No, no, nothing's wrong, mistress, except the fact that my life has been shattered these past few months. It's not that I've lost my home, my pups, my lifemate, my rank, my diginity...certainly none of those things are what's wrong. I'm just as happy as can be now that I'm your bastard alpha's slave. I love it here!' As her mind turned to sarcasm, she envisioned herself springing upon Chey, tearing out the kind female's throat, then doing the same to the master when he returned. Of course, in her vision she was her old, healthy self, a strong she-wolf with nothing to fear.
Snapping out of her silent rage, she realized she was glaring up at Chey, her lips taut over her smooth teeth, her throat on the verge of a growl. She stopped the sound even before it began, blinking and shaking her ruff as a sound caught in her ears. Zytico was approaching, returning alone, and Naomi wondered where his other slave was. Surely she wasn't the only one. He settled in next to Chey and seemed an entirely different animal, now speaking kindly to his slave. She decided she wouldn't share much with either of them, and when she spoke her voice was low and unkind, "Where I come from is of no concern to you, master, nor does it matter. I have been an alpha for four years, probably longer than you've been alive. My pack was strong and powerful, though we ruled with dignity and justice, not with the cowardly savagery by which your kind prosper." She spoke the word 'master' with audible sarcasm, and by the time she finished speaking her voice had dropped to an almost threatening hiss. She was feeling a bit more confident now that she knew there were only two master wolves in this little pack, but she had still braced for the attack she was sure would come from Zytico.
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Post by taysha on Feb 27, 2008 21:02:13 GMT -5
Chey stood there as time seemed to freeze around her, she knew zytico would most likely attack her but was scared to try to stop him. She was a master, she wasn't used to being treated like this. .Chey layed there her gaze was fixed on the ground. She realized now more than ever how different things would be from now on. She was a part of an entirely different world with different rules. She looked over at Zytico, then straightened up how she was sitting. Chey looked forward at Naomi, pain glaced over her eyes. Not because of what was happening, but she realized that even though she choose it she didn't realize how hard it would be to walk it. Almost all of the slaves would hate her because of what she was now, and even though she had done nothing she would always have to careful when around slaves, the only wolf she could really trust would be Zytico.
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Post by innoko on Mar 3, 2008 19:29:53 GMT -5
ooc Image? Your turn.....
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Post by »Ιmαgε on Mar 4, 2008 17:30:21 GMT -5
Zytico stood up, fur bristling with anger. He would try and stay a little more relaxed than the lava that was boiling inside of him, but only for Chey. This slave obviously was really stupid to mess with him, or just couldn't see what path her anger was clearing. He snarled loudly his tail lashing back and forth wildly. "You have two options, vix. Personally speaking, you'd be best off picking the latter but its your choice. Either tell me what I asked, or get the beating of your life." He paused for effect before continuing on. "Pick wisely." Orbs blazed with dominant fire of which showed most often.
He refused to glance at Chey during this whole ordeal, as he knew she would feel extremely uncomfortable. He wanted to be able to show his kind side the whole time, but something inside of him kept whispering to keep his weakness to himself.
ooc- Sorry xD School..-eats-
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