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Post by Kiya on Jun 24, 2008 11:45:56 GMT -5
Fillixe stalked the edge of the sandy shores, looking downward on every step. She had run away from her Eastern Forest home in search of a mate, and so far it had gotten her to the beach. She stopped and looked back at her tracks in the wet sand. They were slowly fading away into the water. She sighed. She was getting impatiant on her journey, and she desperately wanted a mate. She could travel back to the Eastern Forest and start a pack of her own, with her pups and mate.
At the idea, she started sprinting down the beach. She stopped and listened for a moment, and when she heard nothing but seagulls, drifting water, and wind, she decided that this would be a good place to howl to the hewolves. She lifted her head, mouth agape, and let out a piercing song to all the male wolves, letting them know that she was looking and waiting to meet them. As the song drifted away, she sat patiently in the sand and wagged her tail, awaiting their arrival. |
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Post by Fire Opal on Jun 26, 2008 13:49:38 GMT -5
It wasn't long until a male had answered. His call crashed through the air like thunder, and rang with strength and pride. The brute was near. Out he stalked, up the beach and toward the she-wolf. He was a magnificent creature, large and lean. His pelt was pure white, and with thick and full. Looking into his brown-splattered eyes, you could just imagine the power held within his lengthy body. Havoc padded silently up the shore, ignoring the sea water that licked at his white paws. His movements were stealthy and fluid, his muscles flexing gently underneath his snow-white fur. Havoc's gaze never left Fillixe's form, his black nose twitching as he took in her scent. He too was searching for a mate. Eager to meet her, Havoc broke into a trot. His strides lengthened, his limbs rolling smoothly in their sockets. Havoc's long, bushy tail was strung out behind him like a flag, and soon it was waving gently back and forth in a subtle wag. The male's small, sharply pointed ears were pitched forward, tuned into Fillixe's breathing as he drew close. Finally Havoc slowed to a stop, leaving a comfortably distance between him and the femme. He didn't want to barge in on her, did he? Not a word was spoken, but Havoc's eyes revealed all of his emotions. He was curious as to see what this female wanted, and what her thoughts were. But he was also quite calm, even though a tinge of mischievous spirit was apparent in his regal face. Havoc; completely loyal to those who have earned his trust, but rather standoffish with all the rest.
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Post by Kiya on Jun 26, 2008 23:28:57 GMT -5
Fellixe smiled gently, and her wagging tail slowed into an occasional twist. She made no quick words, instead showed a smile with mischievousness in her eyes. It had been quite a while since she had seen another white wolf like herself- his beauty almost immediatly threw her into ecstacy. She loved his bold howl and his strong body. Now if only his wolven morals could back it up.
She raised a paw in the air, licking it softly three times, staring up at him afterwards. Her ears twitched slightly, and a smile flooded her face. He was whiter than her. At least, she thought, if we did have a pack, they could tell us apart.
Finally, enough moments had passed. "Who are you, stranger?" she asked. |
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Post by Fire Opal on Jun 30, 2008 16:09:27 GMT -5
OOC: Do you think my font looks to small? Or maybe I should separate it in paragraphs... What do you think?
A faint smile grew upon Havoc's dark lips, as he gazed upon the she-wolf. His pricked ears then took in her words, and the male's smile had soon turned into a grin. The tips of Havoc's ivory fangs were just visible, as a chuckle rolled from his muzzle. "I suppose I could ask you the same." Havoc replied, his eyes glittering in the beams of sunlight. But it wasn't long until the wolf got to actually answering her question, his jaws parting as his deep voice took flight into the warm air. "I am Havoc." Havoc shifted his weight as he mentioned his name, and he anxiously wondered if it would give the wrong impression. Havoc. It is a rather awful name... it makes me sound like a cannibal. he thought, looking deep into Fillixe's eyes. She didn't seem like one to jump to conclusions. Just calm down you pathetic lump of worrisome fur. Have confidence. Raising his chin and shrugging off his doubts, Havoc awaited the female's reaction with pricked ears that revealed his interest.
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Post by Kiya on Jun 30, 2008 21:10:23 GMT -5
((OOC: No, I think it looks fine. I like the way you make the dialogue bold. The size is fine))
Fellixe tilted her head inward to listen to his words. His voice was very confident, but it was like she could tell that he was struggling to keep it sounding that way. She didn't want the male to feel stress, so she sat and moved into a relaxed position. The beach air ruffled the fur on her neck and chest, and she closed her eyes to inhale the beauty of it all. She waited a few moments after he talked, and then finally replied.
"Havoc... were you a rambuncious cub or something?" She chuckled lightly. Her eyes looked far into the distance of ocean and sky. "My name is Fellixe. I belong to the East-Wolf pack. But I started to think that I might make my own instead..." her words drifted away, once again. |
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Post by Fire Opal on Jul 3, 2008 14:17:33 GMT -5
Havoc watched Fillixe's movements, and simultaneously eased into sitting position. The watched her calmly through brown-splattered eyes, his black nose twitching on occasion. As silence engulfed the area, Havoc's ears drifted to different positions as they located the faint cry of birds. But his gaze never left the she-wolf's face. When her voice finally came to him, his ears were suddenly thrown forward, ensuring that Havoc wouldn't miss a word. "Heh... yes." he chuckled, as his eyes twinkled in further reply to her question. The male then grew quite again, and focused on Fillixe's words. Fillixe? her name ran through Havoc's mind, over and over again. It had a unique twist to it. Havoc then cast his thoughts aside, and took in the last of Fillixe's words. "Really?" he exclaimed, surprised. "That's a bold move." the male murmured, eyeing Fillixe curiously.
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Post by Kiya on Jul 3, 2008 15:42:39 GMT -5
Fellixe turned her head to him, nodding with an eager smile. Having her own pack had always been one of her dreams. She always watched the way others lead their own packs, and the way they did things. She took some ideas that they had and stored them in her own mind, leaving out all of the bad ones. She longed to be an alpha female alongside her own alpha male mate one day, no matter how long she had to wait. Whenever opportunity knocked, she had always opened the door.
At Havoc's words, she turned back to the ocean, watching the luminous waves splash in alternating directions. The rocks just stood there as the water pounded about them; never once did they move. Much like an alpha ought to be... she thought. She watched them breathlessly, loving the sound and the smell of all things near the ocean... the crisp scent of salt and the sun-warmed sand. Her eyes were in a faraway land, where reality couldn't touch...
When she finally realized that she had been sitting and staring for a very long time, she took a quick breath and turned back to Havoc, golden eyes glistening and the wind tussling with her ivory, sunbeamed fur. He stood taller than her, something she had always liked in a male.
"I'm sorry. I must have drifted off a bit... forgive me." Her smile came back once again, and she stood on her feet. "Walk with me, dear Havoc." She started to slowly walk down the shoreline, hoping that they might have a nice walk next to the ocean together. She was interested in this boy. She wanted to know more about him.
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Post by Fire Opal on Jul 6, 2008 14:30:12 GMT -5
Havoc leaned closer Fillixe, his unblinking gaze taking in her beautiful features. The moments passed by in a content silence, and Havoc was more than happy to study the she-wolf before him as she gazed at the sea. There is much more to learn about her yet. he thought, as he noted her gentle nature. Havoc was soon lost in the wolf's warm presence, his thoughts wandering to places he had never been before. With a sudden jolt he was pushed back into the real world, the strange, magical feeling ebbing away from his mind. Havoc lightly shook his head, ruffling the thick fur around his neck. The male then studied Fillixe, a smile coming to his maw as he realized that they had both been day dreaming. In truth, Havoc never really dreamed in such a way. Laughing softly under his breath, the brute then took in the she-wolf's words. "Of coarse." he replied, swiftly pushing himself off the ground. With a short bound he reached Fillixe, who had already started off. Havoc's lungs took in the crisp air, and his gaze quickly wandered to the sights to be seen. Every now and then he stole a glance at the she-wolf, as he awaited her first question.
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