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Post by *Glintfur* on Jul 7, 2010 21:00:10 GMT -5
It had been several weeks since she was kicked out of her home in desperation to flee the attacking Black Valley. It still hurt her. The pride of Sea Fall had diminished, but never had died. Still, just living in this territory without hearing the waves was horrible. Sea Fall had taken her in even though they hadn't known her. Now the Alpha was missing, probably dead, along with all the other pack mates.
Evelyn's form was laying near the creek. One paw was in the water and the rest were curled up as close as possible to her. Occasionally she twitched, but other than that she was fast asleep and not moving. Her dreams were being mixed and the death of both her packs merged together. Everything led to a ash furred wolf in Black Valley. Horrible visions played throughout her mind until a wolf came up to her and told her that she was the 'cursed one'. Other voices whispered and laughed around her.
She bolted awake, eyes thrown wide open. Looking around wildly, she sighed and sat up. Her eyes went into the creek in which she saw her reflection. It looked lonely and her eyes just stared blankly back at her. Her ears perked and found no noise as she choked up. Soon tears began to stream down her muzzle with whimpers. All her emotions were being let loose and she couldn't stop it.
Evelyn put such a strong face up when everyone was around, but alone, she had let it down and now this had happened. Disgusted with herself as she cried, she threw her paw into the river and splashed her reflection away.
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Post by F.ANG .?! on Jul 8, 2010 18:57:29 GMT -5
The paws were silent as they choose their own path across the ground, taking the male urprisingly towards Ruin Forest's creek. Sadly, he was tress-passing onto enemy territory. But if he where to survive, he had to sneak into the lands. And if he got caught? He didn't care. The male sighed, his dark blue-grey pelt tugging in the wind. His head was down, his ears erect and pointed straight forward, and as he moved his pelt revealed the strength and power beneath the skin. It was something he had inheritated; Strength and speed. Charm? Not really. A thing for ladies? Definately not. Ivaianth just wasn't the type of male who did that; He was the one who tried to stop things from happening; and he'd risk his neck for anyone.
Recently he had heard of the devil of a pack, Black Valley, had nearly taken out all of SeaFall but three. Tales from passing loners like himself he had met had said that Sea-fall wolves obviously smelt like Sea salt; and the male guessed thus was true. Yet it did not bother him; he was in no pack; he had no reason to fight for anyone else; and he was sly, sneaking into other packland terra like he was now. And yet he had a twinge of carelessness; and that made him into who he was now; Ivainth. He sighed softly as he neared the creek, and stopped, hiding behind the tall grasses that surrounded the creek. He stretched, flexing his shoulders and enjoying the lovely feeling that passed through him as he enjoyed himself.
He gave a small shudder before he shook himself and slowly crept out towards the creek. Pressing himself to the muddy ground, he slinked towards the water's edge, silently yet slowly placing one paw in front of the other as he crept like a creeper towards the water of the creek. Slowly, he wadding into the water and bent his neck, and slowly drank. The creek's water tasted funny, but all creek water tasted foul. It didn't really matter to him; he couldn't make himself hydrate and then die from thirst. Despite the power through showed in his pelt; there was also a saddening sight. His ribs showed from lack of food. Lately he had been hunting, but only to be having his efforts ruined when his system acted up.
He slowly lifted his head from the water and solemly stared in silence at his own reflection before sighing and turning his head away; and then he saw a creatue not far away; sea-salt smelling. Obviously a sea-fall wolf. He could tell it was a female. Yet she seemed to be having a spasm. She kept twitching. His brow wrinkled. Was she having some sort of mental attack or something? He stared harder at her, as i that might make her stop twitching. And then he realised; she was sleeping. She must be having a nightmare by the weird twitching she was doing. He continued to watch her.
he crouched and laid flat on his stomach, right into the murky greenish creek water when the female jerked awake, her head swinging around wildly, the golden orbs huge and fearful. She sighed and sat up, her sadden gaze sweeping around. Confused and itching to move, yet remaining still, ivainth wondered what was wrong with her. she stared at her reflection and started the sob, his body trembling slightly. A stab of guilt hit him. He should help her or something.
She apparently couldn't stop her emotions, the gold eyed and grey female. In his eyes she was beautiful, even when saddened and crying her heart out. He paused akwardly, not really wanting to make her run away if he approached her. She suddenly threw her paw at the creek, hitting her reflection and sending tiny waves around across the creek's surface. A few waves hit him the eye. He didn't do anything until she was too busy not paying attention to where he was before he slowly slunk forward and stood, the top half of his body apppearing, his stomach and legs and half his tail underwater.
Slowly he approached her, his grey eyes holding fear and longing to comfort her. Slowly he stopped about ten feet from the edge of the shore and stared at her before speaking. "Is something wrong, Fair maiden?" words- 747 muse- exetremely high. character- Ivainth :3 comments- ... INVAINTH IS A CREEPER. XDD He was stalking Evelyn O.o |
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Post by *Glintfur* on Jul 8, 2010 21:20:11 GMT -5
((OOC:Evelyn is white with silver highlights XD I can't believe what a creeper he is!))
Evelyn couldn't stop the tears from pouring down her muzzle at all. It was useless and the clamp in her chest wasn't letting go, but perhaps getting tougher to pull apart. Maybe it was her curse that caused all of this. She couldn't believe it though, no matter how much she forced it onto herself to carry. Blinking, she tried to wipe the tears away with the sides of her paws.
Suddenly a noise of water rippling came to her attention and she stopped crying instantly. Then a voice asked her what was wrong. On edge, she turned her gaze into the creek to see a wolf's head peeping up from the water to look at her. A growl issued forth from her maw as she stood up on all four of her legs. Remembering that he had asked her a question, she replied,"Why should I tell you Strange Wolf?" Her answer wasn't without a threat hidden within.
While glaring at him, she had forgotten about her hurt, but she then looked away and all came rushing back. She couldn't face a strange wolf like this. Her body was quivering with the pain and not being able to let her feelings out in front of this wolf. Evelyn didn't let this male see how vunerable she was in her eyes. They screamed at him to just try to fight her, but in the back they asked him to be a friend for just this once.
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