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[misty]

Miro's Promise
^{I'm back.}

<sup>Miss Havisham was a brittle old lady. The hag hadn't even been able to stop him from leaving. It had been all too easy for him to slip out of that h.ll-hole. All it had taken was a little sweet talking to the femme Havisham had left to guard him. The wolfess had been absolutely enchanted by his words. Miro chuckled; they always were.

If Miro's head had been a little smaller, he might have noticed that all he did was drive away the guard. His pompous words merely disgusted the fae so much that she was all too happy to leave him alone. After that, all he needed to do was squeeze through the stakes; something that never would have happened if Havisham had been there. Alas, Miro's head was to full to be deflated now, and he was convinced that his sweet talk had been his rescue.

Now he was back home in Benstripe Woods. Yeah, Shanook - the big jerk - might send him back to the stuffy place, but at least he'd get a few moments of freedom. Maybe more if he convinced the Alpha that he had actually learned something. For now, it seemed that Shanook wasn't around. Maybe he was off torturing other innocent slaves.

Miro was about to head for the females' den when a breathtaking scent stopped him in his tracks. It was like a distant memory, one of happier times and places. Lust sprang into Miro's heart as he breathed it in. He would stop at nothing to get a taste of the sweet beast that held that heavenly scent.

His eyes scanned the clearing desperately. There she was, sitting all by herself near the Alpha's den. She was an angel sent from heaven above and she was meant for Miro. Shanook had gotten to her first, but Cecilia yearned for him, the blue-grey brute was sure. Her face told it all plainly - inside Miro's head - she loved him more than life itself. But the poor dear couldn't reveal it while that scoundrel was around. Now was Miro's big chance.

"Hey, Cecilia. I'm back home. Delighted to see me?" Miro decided to let her get around to the subject of love, but how long would he be able to keep himself away from her glorious form?</sup>

^{Ooc- The thread at the slave school died, so I brought him back here. I was thinking that he would hit on Cecilia, then maybe Shanook comes in right before Miro gets . . . serious and beats the snot out of him. After that I promise Miro will be a good (ish) boy. x3 Is that okay with you?}

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Cecilia[/font]


Cecilia lay in the alpha den all alone. Shanook was out on another trip for who knows what. But he said he would be back soon. So that was good. Not only but a few monthes ago did she have her pups. But some of the slaves she trusted took them out for a walk. And of course they took Jaquel too, her rabbit pup. The rest if the slaves were all out doing their daily work. No one was in the den at all. Just her. Cecilia anxiously waited for the return of her mate or pups. Some one she loved and cared about.

Just then lyrics came crashing down on her. She knew them quite well. But they weren't suppose to return until Shanook was around to keep them away from her. And who did they belong to? The one and only idiot Miro. Shanook had plainly said he was going to return in a month when Shanook was around. This way he could chase Miro away if he still acted up. Yet some how he's here. Well, maybe he was let out for good behavior? "What do you want?" Cecilia got up and padded her way to Miro. Stopping right before him, but kept plenty of space in between.

[Bengal Brat]

ooc: I'm still around... ish. Depression is a hundred times worse, but I'm still here. Sounds good, Misty. Nook'll cause some serious damage. Haha. Nice, I know. xD. If it's okay with Tag, Miro can try to mate with Cecilia, she slashes his muzzle, he acts shocked, and Shanook comes flying out of the bushes and kicks his .ss. xD

[stage53]

I'm okay with anything, so go ahead Misters!

[misty]

<sup>"What do you want?"

Miro's maw slid into a wide grin. He took a small step closer to Cecilia, tail wagging for some unknown reason. His orbs stared not into hers, but at her slim bodice and red fur. Red and blue went together perfectly . . .

"I think you know what I want. It's want we both want."

Miro, wasting no time in satisfying his great urge, ran behind Cecilia. A lustful look in his eye, he sunk his teeth into her scruff. Giddy with pride at finally getting what he had so yearned for, Miro was barely able to get himself on top of the femme. Unfortunately for him, Cecilia was most uncooperative. Correction: she was dead set against what he was trying to do. The fae squirmed underneath him, almost throwing him off several times.

Steady there, Babe," Miro whispered in her rust-red ear, still oblivious to why she was moving. "No need to be nervous, hun." Hopping forward, Miro got almost close enough to begin the mating process. Cecilia had impeccable timing, however, and his paws slipped again. His large body came smashing down, grit filling his pelt and mouth.

Pulling himself to his feet, Miro spat the dirt from his maw. Growling, the doting 'love' he had held for Cecilia disappeared, he prepared to rush at her. The blue-grey wolf never got the chance, though, for a large blur appeared in the corner of his eye.

"What the?"</sup>

^{Ooc- Sorry for the rushing, but Sunny stills wants Miro at the slave school for a plot of hers. So after Nook 'teaches' Miro a few things of his own, maybe he could send him back?}

[Bengal Brat]

"What the?"

'What the' was definitely right. Nook couldn't believe his eyes when Miro tried to mate with his mate. Correction. He definitely could, but he was surprised that the son of a b.tch was back. He hadn't given Havisham permission to release him back to Benstripe Woods. Then, it dawned on him; he must have run away. Ouch, that's gonna hurt. Oh, how sarcasm worked!

"You mother f...ing piece of sh.t! How dare you! Oh, now you're gonna regret it!"

Shanook was so enraged that he didn't bother worrying about how knocking Miro off of Cecilia might cause her pain; a bit was a small price to pay if it meant that she wouldn't be pregnant with the disgusting pups of that brute. As soon as he had entered the alpha of Benstripe Woods's beloved mate, Nook had come barreling over the slope and slamming into his body, just as the fleabag was thrown off by Cecilia. Nice one, hon!

Fangs sharper than a knife, claws filled with the tearing power of a massive bunch of thorns, and eyes full of now unleashed anger, the massive maned wolf once again crashed into Miro, ripping and tearing at whatever he had. With a sickening ripping sound, he jerked one of his front daggers upwards, leaving a good sized tear in the low-life jerk's ear. So much for his supposed "good looks." That'll definitely leave a mark! Scrabbling blindly with his hind paws, the brujo was pleased to hear yelps escape his slave's maw as his stomach was scratched pretty badly; no where near enough to leave permanent damage, but bad enough to leave the losing brute's belly hurting insanely for days.

"Wrong move coming back here, after my girl, slave!"

A grunt of triumph escaped his maw as Shanook's fangs made contact with Miro's left shoulder; he gave a hard tug and a crazed look appeared in his eyes as the taste of warm, fresh blood filled his mouth. This was one wolf who you definitely don't want to end up fighting, because he would pretty much eat you alive.

The "fight," even though it was really just one wolf beating the crap out of another, continued to rage on and on, no doubt looking like what was shown of cat fights on a human's television set: dust and fur flying as they rolled over and over, snarling and snapping at one another's throats.

Finally, Nook suddenly leaped back, panting a little, and covered with Miro's blood. He had a medium-sized gash above his right eye from where the big-headed brute got a hold of him, but other than a few scratches, was unharmed. His opponent, however, was a different story; he was bleeding pretty badly, but not enough to threaten his life. The only mark that he would carry for the rest of his life, so far, was the rip in his ear. A smirk pulled itself up onto Shanook's face as he, victorious once again, no surprise about that, trotted to stand beside his mate, head and tail held high. He was about to open his mouth and speak when two little pups came running into the clearing, stare at the defeated wolven in shock, and come to stand beside their mother and father without a word.

"Well, Miro, I'd like you to meet Cecilia and I's children. Pups, I was just teaching this slave here what it means to be submissive."

Shanook spoke the brujo's name as if it was venom pouring out into his mouth; their was obvious hate reflecting in his eyes as he looked down upon him. The young wolves nodded and still said nothing. With a flick of his tail, their father told them to go back into the Alphas' den; there was no need for them to see any more of this so early in life, especially if Miro was so dumb as to rebel yet again.

"Now, why don't I take you back to Miss Havisham now? I'm sure she'll be pleased to hear about your escape. She also will be thrilled to hear that she no longer is training a slave, but the Omega Male, and one that will never raise in rank no matter what he says or does. If you don't come peacefully, I promise you that you will pay with your life."

ooc: sorry for jumping into it so fast, too, but he's a master and can powerplay a bit. Hope you don't mind that one knick on his ear which won't go away. 'Twas fun to post, even though it is worth nothing...

[»Ιmαgε]

Idess
^{Ooo, I love the looks of you, babe.}

<sup>Idess's head dangled playfully over a near-by border, and Idess herself was draped across the rock's smooth surface. Downwind, she'd sat here for the last ten minutes, and with interest, watched the whole conversation. She'd secretly chuckled when Miro had mounted the Alpha. Idess hated being here, and anyway she could get back at Shanook, be it hurting him or his eye-blinding mate, she'd take it. Still, her alabaster pelt currently held no red scars or blemishes and the female intended to keep it that way.

Ooo. Her audits pricked as Shanook ambled along, his anger easily felt through the tense air that followed. Drama. Her tail lazily flipped back and forth as Shanook went about 'teaching'. As time went on and the beating got more brutal though, she cringed at each thud of the lesser's bodice and she had to stop herself from flinging herself over the boulder to Miro's defense. A light growl rose in Idess's throat and when Miro didn't move for a minute or two, Idess decided to intervene.

Lunging herself wholeheartedly over the slab of granite, Idess's mere growl rose to a full-blown snarl, her lips and teeth exposed to the extreme. Something had sparkled a small love for Miro, and Idess's previous loss of Dem only fueled it more. Her white fur struck straight up her back ridge, her tail lashing angrily like a cat's. Speaking in a tone usually not found by the previous Alpha, Idess stepped right under Shanook's nose, snarling revenge.

"Leave him alone, you brute!"

Idess only then realized the severity of her situation, pausing in her growl and only continuing when she knew there was no going back. She'd finally crossed the line.</sup>

[Bengal Brat]

ooc: Immy? The post is private... read the title. Sorry! How 'bout we start another thread after Miro goes back to Havisham where Idess tells Nook he's a lousy master (she can't attack him, though, 'cuz I don't feel like fighting now) and he screams at her and sends her to Havisham as well?

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Cecilia


Cecilia had no clue what was going on. He the heck was he back. And what exactly did they both want? She knew something was wrong and had the urge to take off. Something was screaming for her to run and not look back. Just get away from here. Jump from tree to tree, something. But for some odd reason she couldn't find it in herself to leave. Almost as if she was glued in place. Cecilia showed how confused she was, when Miro just took off. She had no clue where he was, until he grabbed hold of her.

Just then it finally dawned on her what they apparently both wanted. Sadly for Miro and Cecilia they wanted exact opposites. Her legs began to shake not knowing what would happen. Miro mounted and a whimper slipped out of her maw. He had a really tight grip on her and she couldn't break free. He was too big and strong. Words began rushing around her mind. There had to be some way to get free. Some way some one else would know. Only being mated on other time, she figured she wouldn't know any tricks.

Tears strolled down her cheeks as she squirmed to break free. She wouldn't have to go through labor again. "I'm not your babe! And I have all the right in the world to be nervous! Get off!"As much as she loved her pups, it was so painful. She would go through it again for Shanook, but not for a slave. She wouldn't do it for some one she didn't love. This made her so mad, one last try and she managed to knock Miro off. He got up and gave her a look that scared her to death.

Within seconds a flash flew before her eyes. She couldn't process what or who it was. But before she knew it, the blur crashed into Miro and was fighting him. Eventually she realized who it was and cried out, "Shanook!" Tears were still pouring down her face and splashing into the ground. Her heart was pounding and adrenaline rushed through her body. She didn't know what to do. She stood there still in shock watching the brute fight. She had to hold herself back nearly a few times. She was so tempted to stop them, but figured it was better to stay off to the sides. Not exactly the smartest thing to jump in between to bigger, and stronger fighting brutes.

Eventually Nook stopped, and in came the pups. She just nodded and agreed with Shanook. They shouldn't have to see this, though she did want to run away and hide with them. Cecilia walked over to Shanook. Her ears perked up, which was a force of habit due to him always licking her. She felt all woozy and light headed, her legs began to shake. She whispered, "I'm sorry. I didn't know. I couldn't get free. I'm sorry." Cecilia tried to keep her balance and stay conscious.

[»Ιmαgε]

^{Uhhh, I kinda asked Misty and she said that was fine. ^^;}

[stage53]

Well I'm not sure? If you are in this post I'll edit it =3.

[misty]

^{Ooc- It's fine, Anger; unless you have a problem. It just works better with Idess here if they're both going to be sent.}

<sup>It was like a fight with lightning: impossible to win. Shanook, as the blur had now pronounced it to be, was beating Miro into a pulp. His paws struck out blindly, almost never hitting their intended mark. Shanook had the advantage of surprise, and Miro had no idea what his next move would be. The brute had left him no time to study his opponent.

It seemed hopeless, as if Shanook would rip his pelt to pieces and then tear out the inside. But then, miracles of miracles, Miro found his feet. Growling, he lunged himself at the male, going straight for the throat. But Shanook twisted aside with speed so great it astounded Miro. The other brute snapped his teeth, and pain ran through Miro. Yelping in agony, Miro felt something tear. Backing away, he saw a small part of his ear clenched between Nook's ivories.

No!

Even as Shanook attacked again, leaving fresh scars on Miro's belly and shoulder, rage was growing inside the wolf. Cecilia, the little wretch, had set him up for a trap, and Nook was behind it all. He had taken over Cecilia long ago, and now used her to get to Miro, who he felt threatened by. Cecilia would pay for this, she would taste his vengeance to the full extent of its capacity. Howling with anger and pain, Miro tried desperately to fight off the wild wolf on him. She would pay. Shanook would pay. They would all be punished! Miro would-

"Leave him alone, you brute!"

It was angel's voice, and indeed, an angel from heaven stood over him. A pure white pelt covered a perfect bodice, and beauty told of only in myths graced the dazzling face. Shanook's weight was gone now, but Miro heard not a word of his speech. His ears only cleared when his master mentioned the slave school. But Miro wouldn't mind going this time, he would not even be ashamed at his position. So long as he was left alive to enjoy this unearthly beauty, he could stand whatever punishment Shanook dished out.

Motion in the corner of his eye alert Miro to Cecilia's movements. But who cared about that idiot wretch when an angel - an angel of the most heavenly - was standing before them. Nook could have the beast; Miro had finally experienced the truest love of his life.

Feeling unworthy to stared upon the femme who had, in Miro's eyes, saved him, he lowered his head. Shanook would no doubt take this as a sign of submittal, but he would not be too far from the truth. Miro would come peacefully - his life depended on it - but from now on, his devotion would be pledged to the vision of white which graced his sight.</sup>

[Action]

ooc;; You guys are good at temping poor old Action. Salem wants to come in and make everyone shut their traps and then go on his way. xD Stupid Salem. xD

[Bengal Brat]

"I'm sorry. I didn't know. I couldn't get free. I'm sorry."

Cecilia was obviously very much ashamed to have let Miro's love for her escalate to such a level that it would only lead to rape, and Nook felt just as much guilty as she did. The poor vix shouldn't have had to ever go through such a dreadful thing, especially with a low-life slave. Anger towards Miro for making his mate cry so hard surged throughout Nook's belly, but before lunging at the slave again, the alpha held himself back; watching a "fight" like Cecilia had just witnessed only moments ago was also making her cry.

"It's okay, my love. You didn't do a thing."

He gave her ear an affectionate lick and motioned for her to follow their children into the alpha's den. Then, his anger turned back towards Miro and now, surprisingly enough, Idess.

"Leave him alone, you brute!"

Ears pricked slightly, smugness and fake surprise crept onto his obviously powerful features. So she still thought she was a royal alphaess, right? H.ll no! Idess was now far from what she once was.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea that the Alphaess of Crimson Rock felt so strongly about me punishing a slave who tried to rape my mate. Oh, how silly of me to beat him to crap!"

There was no doubt that Shanook meant absolutely nothing in which he allowed to escape from his maw. Several words were dripping with toxic sarcasm, the kind of lyrics that you never wanted to hear crawl between the cracks of many white, dagger-sharp teeth. Then, a seriously angered expression flew to his face, and fury flashed through Shanook's eyes.

"Now listen here, slave. You and Miro here are the scum of the earth, now that you are the Omega Female. Get it? Should you have kept quiet, perhaps you both would have gotten out alive. Now, either you go peacefully to Miss Havisham with Miro, or I'll slaughter you both right here and now. What's it gonna be? Make a decision quick; I ain't got all day."

Without hesitation, Nook easily shoved himself forward, knocking the c.cky b.tch to the ground. He leaped on top of her, scratched his back claws along her belly, and then slashed through her ear, ripping flesh clear off, just as he had done before to Miro. Now they both bore the scars of an angered Shanook. A smirk of satisfaction tugged at the brute's kissers as he stood up again and shook himself slightly; oh, how wonderful did another wolven's blood taste!

After what seemed to be forever, but was really only a few short heartbeats, Shanook's eyes flashed almost red, his face and tone no doubt mocking the two newly named "mates."

"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock."

[»Ιmαgε]

Idess
^{I'm trying so hard to make you proud. . .}

<sup>Idess's snarl faded quickly, her audits smacking her cranium as Shanook leaned in closer, his rage clearly told in his screaming voice.

"Oh, I'm sorry. I had no idea that the Alphaess of Crimson Rock felt so strongly about me punishing a slave who tried to rape my mate. Oh, how silly of me to beat him to crap!"

"Finally you figure it out you patheti--"

Idess's own vocals flew back at him, soundly cut off by his knockdown. Red life-water splattered the ground as the vix's perfect audit was shredded by her Alpha's shinning claws. How dare he! Throwing her own punch in retaliation, Idess's claws ripped forward; whatever she hit was only marked by an instinctive, predatory response. At the most it might have drawn a scratch of blood. But she'd fired up. Amber gold optics glinted, her blood coursing with both adrenaline and pure fury, heated in spite of her obviously inferior position. The alabaster fem dragged her bodice back up, unmoved by Shannok's first speech. She'd found her path. And now she lunged for it with her heart. For Miro.

"Now listen here, slave. You and Miro here are the scum of the earth, now that you are the Omega Female. Get it? Should you have kept quiet, perhaps you both would have gotten out alive. Now, either you go peacefully to Miss Havisham with Miro, or I'll slaughter you both right here and now. What's it gonna be? Make a decision quick; I ain't got all day."

That was an easy decision! Inwardly, Idess would gladly take a night out with that hot brute so called Miro; taking a beating wouldn't be worth her bloody time. But she couldn't let Shanook know that. A trace of her former self roared up, tempting her to slash his ugly face, tearing it before her in victory. But she calmed, instead retorting with her own willy response. She'd pretend to make it real; becoming Miro's fem made tingles race up her spine. This was her chance.

Yet, the cat got her tongue. Didn't she feel any lasting lover towards her first? Demandor? The vixen almost chocked with grief at the though of her past mate. Rouge. What had happened to her little prince? The memories flooded over her, and for a moment Idess was stuck. Join Dem or leave her old life behind for Miro's sake? If she didn't make the choice it might be made for her. And those consequences could be even more deadly.

"Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock."

Snapped out of her daydream, Idess fired back her response.

"That little whelp you call your bloody mate--she's not worth anyone's time! Send me to this so-called slave-trainer. I'm more than she'll ever be able to handle, Alpha."

The creamy female's words were laced with a slur at the end, mocking his so called position. He wasn't an Alpha. Alphas were regarded as good and respected. Both things he was not. Turning to Miro, Idess looked him over with a seductive gaze, nudging him gently with her silken maw. He was handsome. Better looking up close than at her previous standpoint over the rock.

"Miro. . .?"

It was a slow, drawn out whisper, one that echoed lovely. Venturing to Miss Whats-her-face's place might turn out better than she originally planned. . .</sup>

^{. . . and yet still trying to impress someone else.}