[all] THE kings' {men} <valiant/hayashi>

[Lutan☼]

Snow littered his once crimson palace. Though, the roots still petruded through. Beauty was of none of his concern when it came to homes. Pine cones hung about the tree sides, corpses of rotten deer or squirrel lay about, decaying in his presence. Malou scoffed once and looked away. How could Razzle have fallen for him? He was too confused to think about it. He was jumbled in a sort of "love-triangle". Such an un-intelligent beast could never find his way out of this, or could he? Hayashi was always a great fighter, and in his eyes, attractive in some ways. Shaking out the thought away, Malou huffed. He couldn’t get her out of his head. She lingered like a ghost in the panels of his mind; drifting down the corridors of his seething brain like a panther through shadow and mist. Elegant, vicious, entrancing and violent. Like rains over Africa, devastating and marvelous they wreaked havoc upon the world and yet delivered rapture and salvation as the desert received a destructive quench to its thirst. She was as a rolling storm over barren land, a disaster from which beauty rose like a fountain of promise drenched in blood. She was a cold siren, a dire creature, a cruel muse. A raven apart from the doves, a soul so troubled and exquisite that he couldn’t help but yearn to know its secrets and see past those vengeful eyes. She was addictive…and he couldn’t get her out of his head.The thought of her name sent a haunting shiver down the run of his spine. The phantom of her scent still hung like the faded hum of a harpy’s scream in his mind and he made to breathe it in with a wild elation. She was dark and mysterious, sad and feral and withdrawn yet powerful in ways he couldn’t begin to articulate. She was intoxicating.
She was his dark angel.His lonely phantom.His mind screamed for her.

A familiar scent came to his nares. Hayashi? He lipped the words, as if they were about to roll off of his tongue. Malou stumbled to his pads. Why was she here? he knew Xercese left every ow and then, but, why would she choose to come here? Pushing away the thought, Malou staggered across the lands in search of her. Yes, indeed it was true, he did love that little wench, but, she already had a mate. Xercese. Maybe when he came back, he would challenge him for her. Or she could choose who. The trees broke, disappearing behind him and the world opened up into a glorious and golden paradise, now slowly turning into a light blueish-white. Bright and vast, overcast and bleeding blue. The melody, at this distance, blared in his ears and the other elements of the music became almost negligible. To the south and his left, a river that stretched as far as the eye could see and farther, a blue black vein dividing the land in two. To the north and his right, a large, glorious lake fanned out over his land, catching the last rays of sunlight across its golden surface.

His upper body twisted to the right and he altered his path without breaking stride, grinning like child with a pair of scissors and a grudge. The rush of the river began to fade along with the light of day, and the music was taking on a new air, something cooler less frantic, unhurried and more lax. Likewise, his pace slackened. Although still constant, its fluidity was more like a strolling stream than a rushing river. He swayed leisurely from side to side, humming something lightly. Something that sounded like ‘doobas’ and ‘shoobops’. He was truly enjoying himself, feeling life and living it, too. She was in plain sight before he really saw her. Her gray tones lent her fair camouflage with the rock upon which she was perched, or more like curled tightly in a ball of coarse canine fur. Malou smiled softly. Hayashi. . . His voice seemed to echo throughout the lands.

{Why must you tease me so?

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[x--- αbel♥]

Hold my hand, let's chase the sun,
We both know somethin's begun,
Nothing feels that real without you,
Wanna learn so much about you.
Shining star, I've seen your face,
Everything falls into place,
Nothing else, seems to matter...
You bring me love...

So lonely, won't you show me,
How I need to be.
You bring me love...

xXxXx Cold. Oh, how she loathed it. Her fur never grew thick, it was always silky and soft, so she usually spent these months inside her den. But not this year, they weren't safe in Hrellia just yet, all with Mirage trying to take over the world. I mean, come on. Really? Childish, she thought, but she couldn't do anything about it. She wasn't quite stable yet, still had a few scars, but she still was her delicate self. A delicate stand of hair, blowing away in the wind. Hayashi never wanted to be that way, but her enslaven days wore her youth away. She used to be a horny, energetic wench, wanting pleasue every second in her life, but that was her no more. It could've been her father who did it, but she doesn't say. She's a trooper. Everything that has happened to her in her life totally messed her up. Somethings so bad most wolves don't ask about it. Her father was a dumb canine, very anal over some things, but most certainly cruel. He shipped her off without a second glance, wishing her pain and suffering. She just hadn't been what he wanted. Well, 'ashi didn't want to be what he wanted her to be. Her own father's toy? How perverted; that's what her mother was for, correct?

xXxXx The sharp wind blew across her lithe form, waving her downy fur around her bodice elegantly. The snow danced around her as she walked vulnerablely. Her head was ducked low, her tail down, her white paws falling in with the snow. Even her exuberant blue orbs were almost gray in color, something unheard of. Her life was miserable. Mirage was wreaking havoc in her lands, even going as far as getting close to her pups. Xercese was slowly gaining himself back up, but without Hayashi, he would've been stolen away by Mirage. Why hadn't she just stayed a slave? It was normal for a slave to be picked on, to be sad. As a leader, you weren't allowed to let that show. But she had, and Mirage had leaked in. She couldn't manage.

Feels like the raindrops on my skin,
You reach me somewhere deep within,
You make my body come alive,
I whisper things you never knew,
I can't believe tonight I'm here with you,
You make my body come alive
You bring me love...

See it burning in my eyes,
Don't want words don't want no lies,
This is more than what is spoken,
Promises always get broken,
You bring me love...

xXxXx Something foreign pumped inside her, willing her on. Her intention for being in these lands was just to seek alliance, but something told her differently. Sure, her and Malou had incountered eachother before, quite awkwardly, but why would this make her excited? She had her love, so she thought, but was there something she just wasn't seeing? Was there something more? Hayashi trudged on, her shoulders rolling evenly with each step. Where was he? Her body felt numb, emtionally and physically. Personally, she'd rather drop dead and be buried under the snow and forgotten. But she couldn't. Her pace quicked a smidge while walking downhill, but not enough to keep her even slightly warm. She had to stop. Believe it or not, Malou's lands were forever away from Hrellia, and Hayashi had been walking non-stop, with the feeling of butterflies floating in her stomach, making her drop-dead tired. Her lifeless eyes caught sight of a tree, a large evergreen, with hardly any snow under it. Perfect. Gracefully carrying herself like the queen that she was, she lay down underneath the tree, her facade umbraegous and depressing. Hayashi never dealt well with emotions, but Malou always popping in her head while she felt like cutting herself didn't mix well.

xXxXx The femme knew very well the risks she was taking by laying out in the open on a wolf's lands, especially a canine much larger than her. She didn't care anymore, her strange feelings for Malou convinced her she would be alright. Sleeping sounded too far-fetched, so she just rested her chiseled head on her crossed legs, the snow flakes making her coat look even more dazzling as they continued their dance. Alliance or not, she felt the need to see this wolf atleast one more time, no matter how much her heart fluttered and dropped. Xercese was away, anyway. She still couldn't brush away the feeling of him close by, or someone, atleast.

Feels like the raindrops on my skin,
You reach me somewhere deep within,
You make my body come alive,
You bring me love...
I whisper things you never knew,
I can't believe tonight I'm here with you,
You bring me to life...

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[Lutan☼]

ooc//finished^^

[x--- αbel♥]

O.o.c;; "grinning like child with a pair of scissors and a grudge." Hehe. xDD || MORE SONGS! :3 Probably going to be in like every post of mine lol. Just feeling musical.

Let's burn our dreams into the skyline;
Tattoo our sweat and tears,
Forever you and I.
Hold your breath until we cross the sundown,
This is the moment,
Time is racing slow it down.

'cause you, a feeling I can't deny.

We're only here for one more night,
So scream it like you mean it.
One more time,
We'll tear down the building.
Come on, come on,
Sing along whoa.
Come on, come on,
Stay young.

xXxXx Hayashi refused to close her dull eyes, for fear of falling asleep. You may ask why she would be scared to, but it just didn't feel right. Barging in one other's land, laying down, and then sleeping without notice? No thank you. She did, however, plan and think. Plan about her life, this day here, her days to come with her land; think about past events, her feelings, and anything else she could get ahold of. Her life... wasn't as bad as she made it, but she still felt constricted and confined. And who's fault was that? Mirage, Mirage, Mirage. Call it rambling if you please, but it was the truth. Even now, days later, Hayashi couldn't help but laugh at her. The small, white wolf trying to put herself over others? Pshaw. No matter, she needed to get the canine out of her crania. Thinking about her could cause trauma, no? All this pointless thinking had given her a headache; why couldn't she just stop? It was like she was addicted to things she couldn't control, which was bad for her case. She suddenly felt like there was more than one reason for her coming here, to Malou's lands.

xXxXx The wind whistled in her harks and she began to hum softly, sweetly; slowly luring the birds back to where they belonged. Her elegant song still stayed mute, no words escaping her mouth, but humming would suffice. Her beige tail swished gently in the snow, flicking yet more sparkling flakes onto her pelt. Hayashi ignored the drumming of paw steps coming closer to her, fading and then coming up again in an odd beat. She knew who they belonged to without guessing. This brought a half-hearted smiled to her pretty maw, her heart lurching unexpectedly in her chest. Well, if she screwed this up, she was screwed. How embarrassing would that be? This had to be perfect, otherwise she felt he would decline her offer to be allies, for reason of being humiliated. The vix prayed to God she wouldn't mess anything up.

Let's light the kerosene tonight,
Spark up like fireworks,
Exploding in the sky.
Kick down the new year and the future,
We can't get closer here,
The walls are falling down.

'cause you, a feeling I can't deny.

xXxXx Words spoken so delicately, she barely heard them. But they came from the dark knight she had been waiting for, the one who just spoke her name and broke the spell she was in. Hayashi lifted her head, cut off her humming, and tried hard to turn her expression other than what she was feeling. She unfolded her legs and leaped up, stepping softly away from her 'hiding spot', her legs stretching, her fur rippling, her pelt glittering from the snow. What was she going to do? Just.. ask? No introduction? She hoped so, but she looked back at the last time she went looking for allies, long long time ago. Her mind fell blank, and she ended up making an excuse and then slinking away. Hayashi could've saved herself, but she felt she had already blew it. On a whim she was here, asking Malou to be affiliated with her lands. And maybe, on a whim, he was happy to see her and say yes for the heck of it. But what was the big deal for her? Now she did feel stupid. Come on, chicken. You're laughing at yourself. the angel kept her composure, stopping in front of Malou and bowing respectively. Her silky vocals came out in the most relaxed tone she could manage.

We're only here for one more night,
So scream it like you mean it.
One more time,
We'll tear down the building.
Come on, come on,
Sing along whoa.
Come on, come on,
Stay young.

We'll be holding on to this so tight,
So scream it like you mean it,
One more time,
We'll tear down the building.
Come on, come on.
Sing along whoa,
Come on, come on.
Stay young.

XxXx Greetings, Malou. I've just stopped by here to ask you a question, a question of friendship. Would you care to become allies, helping each other in times of need? These days aren't so safe now, you know.

xXxXxCasual enough. It still felt.. empty, but she eagerly awaited his response likewise. She felt her body naturally slipping into a flirtatious pose, much to her discomfort, but she didn't fix it. Her unusually dull eyes still had no life to them, she she didn't feel so alone now. All her life she had felt abandoned. all her life she had insulted herself. All her life she had had no pride, nothing to love. But her life has taken a sudden swing for the better, putting her world back into motion. Whether or not it was all luck or coincidence, she felt like a somebody who may have a shot at gaining greatness. Hayashi returned his smile, feeling awkwardly free.

Feel my breath I'm alive,
Where we're side by side.
Now, this is dedicated to you.
come on, come on.
Sing along whoa
Come on, come on.
Sing along.
Come on, come on.
Sing along whoa,
Come on, come on.

We'll be holding on to this so tight,
So scream it like you mean it,
One more time,
We'll tear down the building.
Come on, come on.
Sing along whoa,
Come on, come on.
Stay young.