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Post by A. ddiction on Nov 1, 2008 17:44:50 GMT -5
I wasn't one to wander alone.Even though I was.I lost most hope for my life.I had a secret past that killed me mentally.I didn't even have a small dim light in her heart.There wasn't light or neutral in me anymore.There was just the cold darkness that haunts me to this day.I was just a living dead soul that was cursed to wander this wretched Earth.I remember when i was a pup.I felt dead now.I didn't know why i was still alive but ut was sort of weird for me to think about it.But why am I still alive.I should have died a few years ago.I had an ok history.I hated it when others felt sorrow for everyone but themselves.I don't really have emotions exept cold dark anger.
Parents are nothing but a useless piece of sh*t in your life.They mean nothing after you grow.Once your on your own they don't do crap for you.Most of the time they let you go and hope you die.I felt a sharp breeze of the cool winter's air hit my face.My paws easily popped up in the snow.I sighed feeling that harsh frost hit my cheeks.My black like multi color pelt blew around.I felt along in which I was.But still I atleast could have seen others around.The frost tingle my soft black paws.My nose was tipped with the white dropplets of snow.My harks perked up as I neared the auction rock.I growled.I didn't want to be someones possetion.Im not an object.Nobody can own me.I hated being a slave.I mean why couldn't I have been killed.It wodul have been alot easier then this.
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Post by ruffles on Nov 2, 2008 14:34:06 GMT -5
Would you like to play a game? In the shadow's he lurked, the best place for him to go without being seen. Not a thought about what kind of gender or condition a slave was in ran through his head, only that they somehow needed guidance as he would call it. He still believed that he was superior, just enough to correct other's wrong doings. The brute was no saint, but a dark angel that brought peace through pain and torture. He was sick and demented but his idea's and 'games' were life-changing.
Finally stepping from the shadow's that engulfed his darkened hide. Large would not discribe him, more like enormous. The animal stood at about 40 inches, wieghed atleast 185 pounds and most of the wieght was all muscle. Scars lined his body but he still appeared handsome in a ruggish, demonic way. Large twin towers pointed forward at the smaller fae who had caught his attention. Almost completlely black eyes with silver irises looked out from a strong jawline and skull. Lifting one of his large black paws he took a step toward the arrogant and idiotic young wolfess.
As the brute came a few feet away from the wolfess he stopped and opened his gaint maw to let silken yet dangerous words spill forth. "Martini, you are undeserving of your life. You kill without thinking once about what you will pay with once the deed is done." Pausing the coal wolf let a low growl out warning Martini not to let out a sound. "I am here to give you a chance to prove yourself. To find freedom again if you will go to the lengths to gain it." Powerful words slipped easily from his strong vocals and with the last words he turned to walk away.
Before going to far he stopped though Martini would not get a look from him. "I am Beast, but you shall call me Master. Come now I have much to do with you" Without even a flick of his tail or another notion for Martini to follow he started again.
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Post by A. ddiction on Nov 2, 2008 15:00:55 GMT -5
My petite frame watched a brutes bod appear from the shadows.My soft harks curved in and faced forward to catch his deep vocals ring.I breathed slowly as he talked to me.My breath came out in white puffs of cloudy smoke.Almost like the frost that lied upon the ground.The cool feeling of the snow tingled and burned my paws.Every few minutes I lifted on gently into the air to keep them form burning.
The smell of the crisp winter pines blew through out my nostrils.I looked at the size difference between me and the male.My maw parted to speak to reply to his words. "Ok, master" I spoke with my head tucked in not daring to look me in the eyes.I shook my black pelt from the loose snow.As he started to walk I followed with ease.My paws set on to the snow gently.
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Post by ruffles on Nov 2, 2008 15:04:28 GMT -5
I'm claiming a land, then I'll make a post there
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Post by A. ddiction on Nov 2, 2008 15:06:07 GMT -5
ok
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