Tangled Webs [Fallen Angel]

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Whatever happily ever after the male counted on coming his way, he never would have suspected that he would find a home in Everbane. While the cold soul of the North was familiar, it was hardly like it was all itself an enigma. Only in the sharp sands of the South had he never seen snow, and he had visited them all. Every region, in one way or another, had not gone untouched by delicate paws that were considerably feminine for the distinctly male body. Yes, Robin was pretty; there was just no way he could be described as handsome, he was too striking. The colors that a proper female would have a silent little envy for, and he had known it well. How many issues had he caused in females he took allegiance with while he charmed his way day after day with his loveliness?

Not that he was particularly concerned. Accustomed to being loathed, he accepted the fact that there was no liking Robin - there was love, and there was hate. It was a thin line, but even those who hated him often seemed to be placed on the line of tolerating him. It was his way of things that just made it work, and his confidence seemed to blossom. There was no envy in his work, he was simply on a happiness scale that could not be matched. Instead, he was humorous towards those who found him distasteful. There was no reason for them to win.

It was a game, just as life forever should have been. Eyes twinkled in a way that could not be denied, and the husky hum continued out of his mouth as he walked along, brushing his way through the snow. The cold was a dangerous season, no matter how loved it was to be. The pain was hard in his head, and his tongue was thick with the displeasure that he felt followed him around. A spy. What a coarse word!

But was it not appropriate? Was he not the self proclaimed crowd pleaser who had never been turned down from a pack? His eyes, intense yellow in their hold, wandered around the thick forest that leaned into him. It wanted to eat him up, it wanted to make sure that he knew that he could be suffocated. To what purpose? Robin had done no harm to the forest, nor would he ever. Hence the reason he plastered a grin on his features, until he inhaled deep. Why--

What a surprise!

His body stalled at the realization that the female scent was on the air before he could have ever guessed. His body twisted, and he headed in her direction curiously. Was it Red? While he doubted it, the scent not familiar to his nose, he would not be quick to judge. Whatever happened with his mind wanting to approach the ruby-coated female escaped him. Perhaps he wanted to understand why Hephaestus was fascinated in his mate. It was a question that forever irked him.

Happiness, love. His body crave it like a drug and at the same time he felt it was out of reach for him. It was foolish, but Robin was a lot for most to handle. He was deemed something of a role reversal, as needy as any female might have been called. It made him ever difficult, and thus, lonely. His heart was just as empty as his craving.


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HE’S A REAL NOWHERE MAN
SITTING IN HIS NOWHERE LAND
MAKING ALL HIS NOWHERE PLANS FOR NOBODY

Home was where the heart lied and for this statement it was true to the Fallen Angel who wandered the Northern plains and mountains in search of nothing. She was one who never sat down to think about her wants in life, but instead get the basics needs of life to go on day by day. To ask her of what she wanted was liking talking to a rushing river with unclear answers that laid within the pools. She was one to follow her nose and whatever happens well it would happen. If it didn't well she just kept moving until the moment would be right to which something grand would happen. In so, she padded forward without a tough to her head, but one of finding a point to stop and take a rest.

The Northern lands were tough and so the winters here tended to be bitter to those lacking the thick coats, but to her it was sweet as honey. ‘Ice Princess,’ She thought of the nickname she had been called when introduce to a male not far off from the forest. A name that she was sure anyone would have thought of when coming in contact with her. Everything about her seemed to scream Northern, and she liked that little fact about herself. It meant she never had to tell anyone of where her roots lied, but then again no one would be able to question her as she hardly left the Northern lands. Her thick coats was too heavy anywhere else, and the constant hot sun beating down on her was too much. She stayed north because it was a place where she belonged unless the winter was just as harsh within another region.

Stopping short, her dark grey eyes seemed to scan the lands as if something would jump out from the snow. Her pearl white coat seemed to be puffed out a bit more as her mismatching eyes settled towards the ground. She spun in a circle a few times before she sat down within the snow and began to stretch out her legs as she had found her point. Her small ears seemed to disappear within her fur on top of her head as the wind blew lightly across the land. Satisfaction was written across her face at the simple place to rest with her eyes beginning to close.

The moment would have been spent almost half a sleep within the peaceful sounds of howling winds if not for the scent of a male. Her eyes opened slowly as she could make out a figure within the distance and she decide to wait patiently after all, the land as far as she knew had never been claimed upon. She was fairly sure every wolf within the north was located on Everbane Moutain so it was quite a surprise to smell another wolf.

"It seems that not all the wolves stay up in Everbane Moutain." She spoke up softly unaware of it herself. Her eyes just seem to follow the male as he seemed to be heading towards her.

tagging @vixen
words 500
lyrics nowhere man by THE BEATLES
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credits this was made by PARTY POISON

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Boldness was something that was in the wolf's nature, and there was little wariness to be accompanied. His steps remained confident as he approached, and his nose caught the faintest whiff of his homeland on the air. Home, the thought was something that amused him in itself, and his head dropped lightly before he neared too closely. If he was to be called anything, it was hardly about to be called intimidating. The beatings that he had been forced into by those who had captured him time and again had never feared him.

Robin managed his manners, however, knowing as he neared that there was a rightness in his thoughts. His voice laced the air when he neared close enough, tone carried a pleasant warmth. “Greetings, pretty snowflake," He was every bit the charmer as his alpha was. There was not a reason for that to be doubted, but somehow, Robin was just a little more convincing. A wolfish grin proved he was quite charming when he so desired.

Head cocked to the side as he lingered back, a few feet from the female. His educated canary yellow eyes assessed her, taking in her calm confidence. His body bowed, turning into something of a stretch as he paused and allowed her to react to his near presence. It was one thing to be noticed from a distance, and her eyes had watched him approach easily enough, but it remained another when the tall, slender wolf was up in near presence. The delight played in his mind, intoxicated by the company with ease.

“Beautiful day, is it not? The snow is rich, the birds are..." One ear cocked, the dead silence welcomed him. “Safely tucked away in the warmer clients, one hopes." Although this forest never has been quite populated as one would have hoped. It was a pleasure to be sat in front of a female, and as he rolled back he allowed himself to relax. Not a threat, Robin, another thing that caused others to become at ease with him. Most of the time, it was quite troublesome. While he caused some to enjoy his presence, it was not the same. Most could not handle friendly, and it summed up the male fairly well.

“Lovely features such as the ones you have should not be out here without an audience."Disapproving voice murmured, his head bowed as he glanced around, attentive. There was no one out here looking after her? What kind of life was that? Without companionship, without family what was a wolf? It caused him some concern, but he smothered down the urge to scold further.

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