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Post by kooky on May 9, 2005 16:22:28 GMT -6
It brought tremendous delight to Arra’s black heart as the battle for power continued to rage between the Alphen whelps; as long as the heirs bickered over the crown, Yueh was incapable of leaving the lands. She still had time to put her plans into action and she had even comtemplated alternate plans if her goals had yet to be reached by the time a new leader took charge; the only thing the really kept her in such a joyous was if one particular whelp took power, if that heir became the ruler, then her plans would be reached sooner. As she sat by the lake, her eyes glaring at her appearance which brought back too many memories of Fierce, the shewolf’s mouth just randomly murmured parts of her diabolical schemes; most of the other wolves were busy with other things and she had no fear of being over heard.
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Post by Relairah on May 9, 2005 20:40:48 GMT -6
A figure moved in the trees behind her. He was watching her form as it glared into the peaceful water. A twig snapped under his weight as he crept along. He brushed by a bush, causing the leaves to crackle. He didn't care of any noise he might be making. A whispered chuckle sneaked out from his lips. Red orbs glared about. His fur was black as the night, and white streaks marked the thick, long fur along his body. His wings were big and ominous and were folded against his side. His tail was about the size of a grey wolf's but was bigger in length. His muzzle was long and thick, and was completely white. It had a black, wet nose that caught every scent around him. His legs were long and thick with muscle, and his paws were large and heavy. He was of medium size toward his thighs, and his back had a curved indent in the center before it rose as it went on either side. His ears were pointed and listening to every sound that reached them. He patiently waited to make his approach.
"What might you be doing?" He asked, with a smirk upon his face. ((I hope no one has a problem with me posting.))
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Post by Aveilthé on May 10, 2005 4:01:54 GMT -6
OOC: Ha, ha! Only the "whelps" aren't bickering x3 They're talking about it like mature adults they are. Only Shishu was the dumbass. =P Just had to post. Hi Kooky! [/color][/font][/size]
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Post by Relairah on May 11, 2005 15:58:46 GMT -6
Kaoru.. -.-
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Post by Aveilthé on May 18, 2005 5:15:06 GMT -6
OOC: Yes? o.O
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Post by Relairah on May 18, 2005 5:19:28 GMT -6
((Firstly, the rules say, no swearing OOC, and you did. <see above> "Only Shishu was the ____" Is it ok, for me to tell people about stuff like that??))
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Post by Aveilthé on May 18, 2005 5:20:31 GMT -6
OOC: Only on the guild we couldn't swear, because of the fact that Neopets wouldn't allow that =P But if it offended you, I am sorry. Edit: You cannot call people a "dumbass" because that is mean and rude. I'd never call anyone a dumbass. I was only calling Shishu, my wolf character, a dumbass due to the fact, that he is, one. Swearing via roleplay is just the same thing. It still comes out of you, because you typed it, but you intend it to come out of your character. ^-^ Edit #2: And I swear like it's my second language, soo... xP Meh, not too much though. Only for comic releif (unless if it offends people, of course =P) and if I'm reaaaally annngry (but that is rare. LIAR. hahahah). If Wom didn't want swearing... or excessive swearing... she might've blocked it. She still can if she wants to. Words will be blocked like this: **** but people will get the idea, hehe. Edit #3: Now I feel like a dumbarse, kay. e_z I think Wom is sort of making new rules, so I dunno if swearing is against it or not. I've sworn in front of her when the place was first created, but she didn't think much of it so I dunno ^^ Edit #4: Oh uhm.. I forgot what I was going to put here. Edit #5: I remember edit number 4. ^^ You should read Kikuyoshi's posts, she swears all the time, even in front of Wom, sooo, I don't think it's against the rules ^^ But if it does offend you... we're sorry ;o; Truly... I understand how swearing can offend some one. But this club/guild thingie is dominated by those aged 15-19 at least, and you're 13, right? ^^; But if you do not want people to swear in front of you, just tell them, and they will stop doing it in front of you... only if you make a board or something... =shrugs= (this is kiku speaking xD And yeah...i don't think wom has a problem with it. The only way we'll make a big deal over it is if you swear at someone OOC...Then you shall be flogged with a mop and broom until yer booty bleeds. yep ))
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Post by Relairah on May 18, 2005 14:12:45 GMT -6
((Na, it didn't offend me, I just didn't know that the rule only applied to neopets.
I see, I knew you weren't calling anyone a dumbass, just wanted to clear a few things up.
As far as for me, I don't cuss that much, but I don't care what others do.
I know about Kiku, trust me.
Hey, after you read the above, Kaoru, then just delete the OOC messages, unless you want to keep them.))
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Post by Monkey Monk on May 20, 2005 15:57:21 GMT -6
Softly the winds carried the scents of many things upon it's strong gusts to the snouts of any of those whom were in search of anything. Light showered down upon the lands to give sight to all creatures. Sight, such a powerful tool for many beings, yet many times it hindered them. Yes, sight was one of the senses a certain creature had, yet it prefered to use smell or hearing or even sometimes taste. Oh woe to the the dieing prey who's blood leaked out. Blood was like the bell calling children in for dinner to this creature. That warm coppery taste within it's mouth. It made his own veins pulse in the lust for killing. Slowly that being, whom had been gone for so long and changed so much. That rain of light splashed over black fur. Fur that was blacker then the night of a new moon. The revealing light showed blood red eyes that glared around smugly at the lands. To any whom decided to look lower they would be blinded temporarily. Once their orbs would adjust to the reflection of the sun they would notice metallic claws attached to a monsterous paw. Wrought deep into the claws was wires of jade and arabian gold. Sinewy muscles flexed with each step this behemoth took. To any creature with any form of sense the realization that this was a wolven would come quick. That being continued his trek through the lands. Those cold orbs looked around slowly, seeking out any being he knew. The traveler had finally returned.
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Post by Relairah on May 20, 2005 17:36:11 GMT -6
FrostBite, for that was his name, sensed the presence of another. He looked around, but did not see anyone, so he turned his attention to the one in front of him. He moved closer and sat down, a few feet from Arra. He curled his tail around his legs and waited. Yes, he was a patient wolf, but he did not like to be so. More than anything, he loved running and hunting. He licked his shops as his tongue began to lull. He moved to the brim of the lake to take a quick drink. He then went back to sitting and waiting. He was restless, constantly standing and sitting, and moving about, here and there. He spread his wings and soared the air for a moment before descending upon the ground. Yes, he was being a pest, but he was bursting with energy and a fire was burning in him. His stomach was growling. He hadn't eaten in a while. He growled, and continued moving about.
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Post by Monkey Monk on May 20, 2005 17:42:39 GMT -6
Quickly a skilled warrior nose lifted to a breeze. Those nostrils flared as he took in the scents it carried to him. The wind was his second best ally. It always lent to him valuable information and had saved this creature's life more than once. With a grunt this black colored being flitted off into the shadows. Ah the shadows. Undoubtably his third best ally. Always there for him to creep through. A smirk creeps upon the wolven's maw as he remembers his many adventures through the shadows. Quickly this beast powered himself forth through the terrain. Those metallic claws digging into the earth with each step. If his second ally was the wind and his third that shadow, then what would he consider his best ally? Now that is a secret that he keeps deep within him. Because that secret is what makes this wolven not entirely his new self. That secret keeps atleast some part of him the wolf who was once named Tagger.
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Post by Relairah on May 20, 2005 17:51:18 GMT -6
((Wow, you are fast.)) FrostBite sensed another moving closer. Yes, this hellbound mostly relied on his feelings. He glanced around. He stood and began walking slowly in circles. His whole body was alert, and waiting for the slitest sign of anything. Showing the other might of arrived. He knew it was not a friend, and he knew it must be an enemy, that is of the hellbounds and other evil and demoniac kind. He was slightly nervous, but kept that to himself.
Suddenly, the air was filled with a loud and shrill howl. That that would make one tremble with fear. It lasted long, and seemed to shake the ground beneath him. He then began a chain of low growls, and small howls here and there.
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Post by kooky on May 22, 2005 7:41:54 GMT -6
( *Stares at Kaoru* ) Arra had yet to answer FrostBite's question, because the smirk upon his face brought some ponderings into her mind, mainly thoughts on how ugly the smirk was and how dark the wolf seemed to be; very few wolves of such negativity appeared within the pack, the ones that did appear were too small time to really affect things. She watched him with silent eyes, observing his restlessness and listening to his growls, she was curious on what alignment this creature had placed himself on. Finally, she spoke up, "What alignment have you placed yourself on?" About that time, the scent of another caught her attention and a soft smile crossed her face, she was confident she knew who that smell belonged to.
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Post by Monkey Monk on May 22, 2005 8:36:38 GMT -6
Suddenly the trees parted for this creature on a mission. Those blood red orbs looked around at the area set before him. The sun shone brightly off those barbaricly decorated claws. Muscled chest heaved slightly from the small workout of running through the foliage to reach his goal. For a moment his eyes sparkled with joy, yet another reminder of Tagger, but that joy was soon squashed by his mind. The large black head of the masculine lowered slightly as he looked upon the femme and mascu. That mascu he did not know, but to him they were unimportant. He sensed changes in the femme. Many changes. Yet his mind knew her for who she was still to him, his love.
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Post by Relairah on May 22, 2005 21:20:52 GMT -6
FrostBite couldn't stand confusion. Hearing the other's words, he answered briefly, "By alignment, what might you mean?" He kept his eyes on the forest before him, but his ears on the wolfess by the shoreline.
He sighed. Why was he tensed so easily? And even more, why so confused over a silly matter as this. He knew what she ment, but perhaps he was buying more time. Was he nervous? No, he couldn't be, he never had been before. His thoughts restlessly rattled on through his head. His swished his tail in anoyance and frustration.
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