The Wolf That wanders(Shad/Open)

[shad]

Shad was walking. She had not known where to, though. She was born in this place. The cold icy snowscape that was inhabited by a pack. Well, and here she was, a loner, in the lands she was born in, but quite scared. She had run into a few wolves before hand. That had not ended well. Just based on her looks it showed that. Her nicked ear, and the visible gash down her side. Nope. Definitely not a good time. Well. That did not matter now. 

[Lirriel]

▼ By Kati H. shad 319 Words ♫ Don't Fear The Reaper

It was the strangeness that drew him. The White Forest was a land locked in perpetual ice, but Rubedo had found recently that he could encourage the smallest embers of warmth from his pelt, radiating a heat that melted the snow around him when he stayed still. His pawprints left standing water, his pelt brushed droplets from hanging ice – and he could only imagine that Chaos had molded him, melded him, into a being that was closer to his original form. Closer to Flametongue. But he was not whole, and he knew continued growth must come from within. Spill the blood, gorge the belly, spread slick and grime across a pristine maw, turn it red and ripe. Turn it red and ripe. So when he saw it, saw her wandering through is territory, there was only boldness alive in his eyes as he quietly shadowed her, judging. The strange wolf was a tall creature, but it was only height – there was no substance to her body, no true bulk – and she was not the length of a proper wolf. In some ways, she reminded Rubedo of his own wretched vessel – absurdly thin, absurdly tall – but he had the long, slinky body of a jungle cat, had the more finely-formed crushing head. His teeth ground together at the thought of crushing, and he intentionally stepped closer, a broken and brittle branch snapping beneath one of his paws. She was brighter even than him, and he burned so brightly – but whereas his pelt was one of camouflage, of autumnal hunts and springtime shadows, she was the flash of rusted blood. There was nowhere for one of her kind to hide, in this desolate wasteland of frost, and he flashed a smile of white-fanged mirth. “Stranger,” he said, and it was a pleasant word, a pleasant tone. “What brings you onto pack ground?” And he was a pleasant wolf, was he not?

[shad]

Shad stood still now. There was a crunch of a twig. Someone was here. It had to be a pack wolf. It could not be anyone else. Nope. Not at all. Shad watched the area the noise came from. The snowyscapes did not prove to give shad any camouflage. The place was white, and snowy, and shad was red, tall, and thin. She stood out too much. Shad's ears perked, keeping a nervious eye in that area. 
Then she flinched. Shad noticed the wolf and the voice. "N-nothing in particular. I-i was b-born here. I-ive been wandering s-since." she said, non-confidently.  Shad watched the wolf he seemed odd. Well, she was more odd than that wolf. Her green faded yellow eyes glancing around. 

Lirriel

[Lirriel]

▼ By Kati H. shad 255 Words ♫ Blindfold

Rubedo eyed her curiously. She was shifty, skittish. For all her physical magnitude, she seemed as harmless as a hare, this creature he had caught. Almost amused, his tongue lolled from between his lips – but he was quick to draw it back into his maw, stepping closer to the she-wolf as he did so. “Strange,” he said. “But I know something of your tale – like you I was born to a mother outside a pack. And like you, I too wandered for a time.” And just thinking of it brought forth memories: distended, distorted, the voice of his supposed life-giver rippling and noisy. And there was another (always another), that hung just out of frame, just beyond his mind’s eye. But, no, that was the vessel’s memories – memories he had yet to burn away. As he drew closer, Rubedo turned, moving instead to circle her, catch her, control her. Though lacking in a partner, he was careful to close off the most obvious escape, standing south of her, so that if she must flee it would be up the mountain that pierced the sky. “But where are my manners,” he said; still pleasant, still polite. “I am Rubedo, alpha of this land you stand upon. Would you do me the honor of gifting me your name in kind?” There were so many paths available to him, with this stranger. Ally or enemy, prisoner or warden, sacrifice or entrap – each path lay before her, she had only to place her paw forward and seal her own fate. Beneath his skin, his insides wormed and burned.

[shad]

Shad noticed what the other wolf said. He was also a wanderer? Shad blinked, her nicked ear giving an obvious nervous flick. What was going to be said now? This was not a simple meeting, shad knew it. All meetings are fate, not coincidence. Well, that was what shad belived. Her mother had told her that. Even if she would never meet her father, their meeting was fate. How was it though? Did her mother not have a good fate? Well, shad did not know, she had left her mother after a year. So she did not know if her mother was still alive, though, it was unlikely. 

Then that wolf circled around her. Then blocked the exit she was relying on. What was he doing? Was he going to try something fishy? Wait. HE IS AN ALPHA? Shads mind flipped out. Why an alpha of all wolves? Why had she run into the alpha of the pack? This was not good. Would she have a bad fate, just like she specualted about her mother? "A-an alpha!?" thoes words sort of slipped. Then there was a long pause. Should ahe give her name? "I-im shad.." she mumbled. 
Lirriel

[Lirriel]

▼ By Kati H. shad 289 Words ♫ Lionhearted

A soft chuckle slipped past Rubedo’s lips. It was a small thing, fragile and easily smothered by louder sounds – but in the silent forest, it rang clear as a bell. Truly, he had forgotten (Flametongue had forgotten) just how funny mortals could be. How different they could be. Here was a young wolf, barely slipped into adulthood, who faced him with that distinct lack of confidence that was common in their kind. Not yet found, endlessly wandering, sometimes bold, sometimes cowardly, but never boring. He blinked his eyes, gently, the fire that normally burnt raging hot in his chest quelling, quieting – containing itself so that he might not scare this half-pup, half-wolf. He idly wondered if she was even scared of her own shadow. “It’s all right,” he told her – and his voice was the warmth of the sun, gently thawing the morning’s snow. He settled down on his back haunches, curling his tail around his paws. It was, undoubtedly, a show of trust – though whether it was one falsified or true, well, that was difficult to discern, wasn’t it? His eyes slid off of her, instead focusing on trees that stood beyond her, on the small shrubbery that rose valiantly from the snow-clogged grounds, on anything that caught his eye, really. “I’ve no claim of bloodlines to this land. I have taken it because no one else had, and so my pack is one of former loners and wanderers.” He chuckled again, almost shyly, his lips curling in a sheepish smile. “We are a rather ragtag group, I admit. But we mean no harm to those who do not wish to harm us.” And, in the depths of his mind, the cackling laugh of a jackal rang out.

[shad]

Shad's raised main either suggested nervousness, excitedness, or sadness. Well, it was nervousness. She watched as that wolf chuckled. It was loud. Well, sort of. If there were any side noises, it would have not been heard. Thats for sure. The forest sort of had an echo. Which was odd, to say the least. Then, shad's eyes glanced at where the wolf was moving. He was sitting. Showing a way of trust. Well, was it trust? Was he putting up a facade? Hopefully not. Shad followed his movements, sitting down. Then he had said that it was okay. Which was one thing. Shad's mane sort of halfway flattened out at his words. But her mind was telling her to run, to take a break for it, and move somewhere else, where pack wolves did not reside. Then, he said something about his pack. And how he did not gain it out of blood. "Well, atlest its there." she responded with a pause. "I find it intresting. The fact that wolves can keep track of a territory and not get bored. Well, not get so bored that they wander and leave." she explained. 

[Lirriel]

▼ By Kati H. shad 253 Words ♫ Johny

He blinked at her, kindly. And when she spoke, of the wanderlust that claimed so many of their kind, he glanced away – away from her, away from the forest they surrounded themselves in, away to the Everbane that rose like a pillar. A promise. Yes, he agreed with her – how strange that he was now constrained to a singular territory, where once he had spread as a rampaging wildfire. Where once he had stretched across the whole island, he now curled up tightly within a tiny, miniscule, absolutely infinitesimal stretch of land. His fangs slid free of his blackened lips, flashing white – it was a joker’s slashing smile. “It is,” he began softly, “sometimes not a matter of preference.” When his gaze returned to her at last, there was some sense of measurement hidden in his red eyes – her value could be weighted in gold or it could be weighted in guts; but he was gauging her worth. And then he blinked, and the solemnity slipped from his voice much as a yolk through cracked eggshell. Instead, he chuckled softly, shortly, and added: “What is boredom in the face of starvation? A pack provides security and comfort… and sometimes pleasure.” His voice was velveteen, the rumbling purr of some great jungle cat as he added with a small smile, “I must confess, I do find your looks quite exotic.” He rose to his paws with a deceptive lightness, and when he moved toward her again, it was with the heavy weight of intent.

[shad]

Shad blinked in an odd way. It seemed that this wolf was. When he looked away it seemed that he was facing something important. What was it? That did not matter. Not really. Shad just needed to think of a way to, well, get away, get out of this situation. No matter how calm this wolf was, just by the way he acted, it seemed that he had some sort of past. Watching what she was doing, shad binked, sort of blank. So it seemed. When the alpha looked back at her he seemed to be judging her, if not by her looks, then by her usefulness. Then at his talking of a pack, her mane snapped. Floofing up again. "Well. You c-could say that." she spoke. Shad wondered what was coming next, then there was an odd aura about the place. Her looks? Exotic? What? "Eh. I dont know if my looks are any good." she said, knowing this could be a bad choice in words. 
Lirriel

[Lirriel]

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[attr="class","god3"]Bowed down to get the kings overthrown

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She was, he thought, a weak-willed creature. Frailty curled around her words, and the way she fidgeted reminded him of a hare – it was only her coat that held any true value, then. For it was vibrant and striking, the redness of Iosis, the culmination of alchemical tribulations.

He found himself desiring it – but first he must cage her and corral her, and that would surely prove difficult. She rocked upon her gazelle legs, as if she might flee at any moment. It was a puzzling challenge, but not an insurmountable one.

She was easy enough to read – but her defenses were dappled with landmines, and he saw one blow as her mane stood straight. He had made a misstep, but where? Was the mere mention of a pack enough to rankle her? He could not understand it, in truth; but then again, he had once been a god. It was his duty to be worshipped by his followers, just as it was their duty to deify him.

Thoughts swirled in his head, a primordial whirlpool with molten rock bubbling from within its core. He would come back to her distaste toward company and restraint.

For now, he shifted his attention to how she responded to his overtures – in truth, he cared little for most mortals; paramours, he had found, died too swiftly when gifted his most physical of affections. He had little doubt she would follow these predecessors were he to truly tie them together.

But mortals sought to love and be loved in turn – it was one of their great selfish desires, one of their greatest joys.

So, upon her denial, he stepped still closer, his voice silky and soft as he gently argued, “No. You are simply incapable of seeing it. Has no one ever told you how beautiful you are?” And there was a smoldering heat to his gaze, which he slowly caressed over her form.

[attr="class", "godling"]tags: shad
words: 320
notes:
credits: ria p @ dawnthieves

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[shad]

Shad watched the wolf in front of her. There was no way she was going to be able to flee unless he moved a few paces left, or right. Then, her very long legs that could be mistaken for a deer, elk, or gazelle would take her far away, far enough so this male could not find her. The snow would slow him down but shad's long legs would swifly let her go through without slowing her. It was simple. Well, sort of. Shad looked at the wolf again. What was he thinking at this moment? What was he planning on doing? Killing her? No. He would have done that alredy. Was he just evaluating her? Even then, why would he comment on her looks? Shads fluffy mane had shown how nervious she was, and there was no way to stop it. Then, he spoke again. He must have noticed how unconfident she actually is. That poses a problem. "No. And im not really sure if i want anyone speaking of my looks even if they remotley thii look okay. And... My looks dont really matter." shad spoke. Then, she noticed his warm eyes eyeing her. What was he up to? It was like a blazing fire seeping into her soul. It sort of made her want to leave more, ahe grew restless, much like a fawn during spring. 


Lirriel

[Lirriel]

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She was so very like a rabbit, he thought. How bothersome.

But there was that learned helplessness, that stutter that occasionally rose in her words, skipping across syllables much as her heart must stumble in her chest cavity. This Shad might well have been a shadow, for all the difficulty Rubedo had in keeping her pinned.

Sooner or later, he reasoned, she might well slip past him – and he was not one given to chasing. Had their environment not been snow-covered, he might have encased them in a ring of fire. But perhaps it was for the best that he did not set his territory alight – smoke inhalation was cruel to a wolf’s lungs, often leaving them blackened and burnt even after the danger had passed.

Instead, he sought to control her, asking with an undercurrent of astonished hurt, “Are you so eager to leave my side? A pack can be stifling, I agree, but am I so terrible you must immediately escape my presence?”

Not one for flattery, he mused, but sometimes actions spoke louder than words. He stepped still closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. A wave of heat rolled off his coat, a side-effect of his power, and he spoke softly, voice dripping honey, “Then should we not speak at all? There are so many things we can do without words, after all.”

[attr="class", "godling"]tags: shad
words: 228
notes: xxx
credits: ria p @ dawnthieves

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[shad]

Shad's ear gave an obvious nervous flick. This wolf waa hard to get past. Even with time, just a bit of time, she would be able to get away. Then again, he seemed to be getting bored of her, so, what would he do? Though, from his words, he seemed a bit, controlling. Was every alpha like that? Or just a select few? Then, words came from his muzzle again. "Th-thats not it..." she mumbled. Then, he came closer to her face. How terrifying it was. Their eyes locked. Shad could feel the heat radiating from his pelt. That showed how powerful he really is. It was like, a flame was standing in front of her. A large, powerful flame. "Like what?" she said through newly narrowed eyes. This was not a good situation for her, or the other. 

Lirriel

[Lirriel]

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[attr="class","god4"]And I'm all alone and the fire grows

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Abruptly, he sighed and turned away.

His tail flashed side to side, clear annoyance beginning to grip the taut muscles that lay beneath his coat. Never, never had he met a wolf such as this. It was incongruous. And for all that he labeled himself a patient being, this tolerance did not extend to conversation with mortal creatures.

Wolves, he thought, and the side-eye he locked on Shad was another smoldering gaze – but it was the heat of exasperation, the sparks of a bubbling rage.

He knew, of course, that mortal wolves were like this. Many had denied his godhood, many had taken in his tattered coat, his ungainly form, and seen him as a crazed loon. But never had he encountered one so utterly blind to the conversation – it was as if they spoke of two different things, as if they merely spoke at each other instead of to each other.

It was troublesome, it was vexing, and he was done playing the kindly alpha. It was not his role, and it was a skin that often rankled him. Now his frustration was apparent in the heat that rolled off his body, waves of his god-power exuding itself.

“Then what is it?” he growled, his words flagrantly displaying the challenge he now offered her. “You deny my company, you deny my offerings. Do not play coy, or are you truly so dense you know not when one proposes carnal pleasures?”

He snorted, carrying on, “Regardless, you need not worry – any intention I might have held toward bedding you has been abandoned; I have come to my senses regarding what sort of creature you might be.” Then, in a voice steeped in menace, he added, “Shall I see you to the edge of my border or will you show some knowledge of self-preservation?”

[attr="class", "godling"]tags: shad
words: 303
notes: xxx
credits: ria p @ dawnthieves

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