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Post by AUBRI on Mar 27, 2011 12:59:34 GMT -5
The gorgeous white wolf's feet didn't even seem to touch the ground as she stalked her prey. WIthout warning, she lunged. Digging her teeth mercilessly into the deers thigh. She snarled and tore deeper into it, it reared up but fell. Misery ran to its neck, biting its life-giving artery and suffocating it. After it died she smiled cruelly and dragged it back to where she was residing. She was planning to meet a a Great Dane who claimed to be interested in joining her pack. The word on the street was that he was cruel, ruthless, and bloodthirsty. He sounded perfect to her, she ate the best part of the deer and set the rest of it aside for later. Her fun shone beautifully in the setting sun, her eyes glistened bright blue. Misery licked the blood off her muzzle and settled in to wait for this brute.
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Post by Volty on Mar 27, 2011 13:40:22 GMT -5
Large white paws crunched the leaves upon the ground as he walked swiftly through the territory that did not belong to him. But if he would have his way he certainly would be able to say that the territory that surrounded him would be his. Voltaire lived for power, for the thrill of knowing more than others, for being greater than others. He had heard of this group from another dog, someone in the town had given him an interesting tidbit, about a white wolf that ruled this pack with an iron fist, one that was so beautiful that when you looked at her, it was all you could do not to loose your soul within her startling blue eyes. It had intrigued the beast that was Voltaire and so he had sent a dog to tell this icey Alphess that he was to meet her.
And now he followed the scent of complete wild, the only scent that could come from such a powerful beast. And suddenly there she was, the wolf in all her glory. Voltaires greedy eyes took her in, noting she was smaller than him, but not by much, and that she had a dangerous look to her. "And there she is" His tones slipped like silk through his maw. "The white beast that will steal your soul with her icy blue eyes" His voice dipped, as if whispering something to a lover as he came closer, his own brown eyes narrowing as a dangerous smile slipped across his face. OOC//I hope you don't mind me giving her a rep with some of the town dogs. |
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Post by AUBRI on Mar 27, 2011 15:31:12 GMT -5
OCC: No thats fine! You can make up some more if you want ;D like how she's bloodthirsty and leaves a trail of broken hearts or something :]
Misery heard the Great Dane walking towards her, she stared at the still setting sun. She was pleased by his comment, it was true, males often did lost in her icy, gorgeous eyes. Her pure white fur rippled in the soft wind."I hear that you are one of the most ruthless killers in the city" She said smoothly, her voice as soft and seductive as velvet. With this she turned around, facing the large handsome brute. A smile played on her white muzzle, "A ruthless killer is just what Im looking for" She said. She looked right into his dark brown eyes, his eyes said it all. He was perfect. Another ghostly smile appeared on her lips, she did a slow circle around him. Strong, handsome, scared, dangerous, leader. After the circle she faced him once again, closer this time. Every killers eyes were the same.
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