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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 19:48:10 GMT -5
Irena twitched her ears as she stood outside of the den of Deimos. In her jaws was a rather fat rabbit she had searched hours for. The twun knew if she hadn't gotten good enough food she would have been punished. Secretly she was able to keep her shivering under control from the fact of her slight fear of men. It was mainly their father she was angry at. Irena was older then both the twins combines. Being twelve years old, she knew the god of darkness face to face. They had killed her family, and now she was here not out of her free will, but of a prisoner. Irena was only doing what she could to survive because her siblings and parents didn't get to.
"Permission to enter Highness Deimos?" She spoke muffled through the prey. As she flicked her beautifully silver tail. Her eyes were deep blue, for she was as she was normal. If she was upset they'd change to a deep purple, or angry, to a deep red. But she best keep her emotions under control with the king, who could get what ever he wanted. A dictatorship within a kingdom.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 21:28:16 GMT -5
Razor-like talons raked into the stony ground of the small den. His breath came in puffs, and his crown was bowed as if he was in extreme pain. Electricity danced from his form, and lit the entire den up. The red wolf was concentrating on the memory so much he didn't realize he turned into a conductor, and made his den a death trap to any one who didn't realize the glowing light was actually thousands of watts of electricity flying from all parts of the wolves body. His body convulsed, thick muscles tightening, and releasing rapidly to make him look as if he was having a seizure. The darkness that was swirling about in his body was consuming him, taking him captive in it's death hold of oblivion that he just couldn't seem to wiggle out of. His breath came out in pants, little flames shooting from the back of his throat, and from his nostrils. His body quivered then convulsed once more. He was suffocating in his own body, and he couldn't seem to save himself. That is, until a voice gripped hold of his sanity, and pulled him out of the black cloud. Permission to enter Highness Deimos?"
The electricity suddenly stopped, and Deimos found himself collapsing on the ground, suddenly tired from the use of his power. The red brute was panting, and turned his gaze to his entrance. He couldn't let a member see him like this. He pulled himself to his shaking columns, and shook his coat out. His multi colored hued eyes blinked a few times, adjusting to the light that now clouded his world. He took a step forward - the column clad in the ebony flames that raced up toward his shoulder blade, and swirled about to a grinding halt there - leading the way. He lifted his crown regally, although the darkness still swirled behind his optics, and crowded his mind. "You may enter." He barked, his lyrics slightly hoarse. This female would be sworn to secrecy. If word got out about this he would kill her. Slowly. Painfully. He would spill her blood out in front of the pack so they all knew not to mess with him.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 21:45:20 GMT -5
Irena had been paying attention, but it only raised her worry. Even if she wanted to hate them, she knew it was stupid. They were evil, but they were still wolf. She was a prisoner of war, and somehow she felt some sort of duty to be within the pack, only in spurs of the moment had she tried to escape. As the scent of burning flesh came into her nostrils with his permission. She entered ears low, tail as well. Rabbit in mouth as she kindly set it in front of him. Looking over him for any source of injury, she dare not ask him if he was hurt. But, as handsome as he was, Irena didn't want to see him hurt if anything.
Irena wouldn't speak unless spoken to specifically, but her worry did rise. She opened her mouth but shut it again her blue eyes turning to a hue of green, light, but not too dark. It was when she was worried about someone or something. She hated how her eyes gave away her emotions. She looked away from him, hoping she had not made eye contact with him.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 21:51:15 GMT -5
He had seen everything from the moment she walked in. He saw the way her mouth had opened to let words pass, but closed them abruptly in fear. He arched a brow at her, his optics falling over her bodice as he started picking up feelings of... worry? No, surely not. He turned his gaze back to her's, and he saw enough to know that her eyes had changed colors. "Look at me." He barked. Normally, he wouldn't mind if someone tried to look away from him. In fact, he normally encouraged not looking him directly in the eyes. However, this situation was entirely different. She had seen something that no other pack member, not even his own brother had seen. He stood up, ignoring the pain of burning flesh, and strode quickly toward her. He stopped at the rabbit, and lowered his nose to sniff at it for a few moments, but quickly dismissed it. He turned his gaze back toward her, and he hoped she was looking at him or he would probably lunge to attack her. "You had something to say, so speak your mind. I'm all ears." There would be no denying him.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 21:56:34 GMT -5
Irena let out no noise but as soon as the sound passed her now green eyes looked at him. Searched over his body, was he in pain, a kingdom would not survive with an injured king. Her fangs snapped against her lips as her silver fur moved within the darkness her orbs watching him. Looking over him with the lack of comfort she felt. Shiver, but she lowered her ears. Her voice kept low as she spoke, "Are you alright? Its not good to hurt yourself like that." She said. Well he had spoken to her at telling the truth and that was that. She had wanted to ask that question, it had left her lips and now it was out there. She shut her eyes for a moment expecting the pain against her delicate skin somehow.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 22:07:01 GMT -5
As she looked back at him, her green gaze met his multi hued one. His red, and green optics watched her closely as a shiver racked her body, a small one, and she lowered her ears. Then she spoke those words, and a snarl ripped up his vocal cords. "Are you alright? Its not good to hurt yourself like that." In all honesty, he didn't know how this female - or any of them at all - could find it in their beaten hearts to worry about him. He was much too tired to lash out at her, though. A little ember appeared in front of her, and it slowly grew in size. It served as his one, and only warning. The angrier he got at her, the more it would grow. The more it grew the more liable it became to explode. It took the least amount of energy. She had looked away, and closed her eyes as if she expected his fangs to be sinking into her fur. Instead, he was looming over her, the only thing in-between them was the flame that was the size of a small tennis ball. He arched an eyebrow. "I'm fine. You shouldn't be concerned with matters that are none of your business. Tell me, are you a healer?" He asked, his tone slightly sharp. He was concerned that some one would be showing him concern other than his brother. Maybe he was losing his edge. "No. You are not. So don't try to tell me what's healthy for me or not. You just keep your pretty little mouth shut about it." The last sentence came out a snarl. A threat.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 22:15:19 GMT -5
Irena back away a bit, and nodded. "Yes sir, I apologize sir" The twun started biting her lip, the scent of blood wafting into her nose as she felt the heat. The thin line of her fang was visible. Had she ever even seen Deimos this close before. She was forcefully then looking at him not directly in the eyes, but all over him. He was well defined, he was well, attractive. She honestly knew nothing about him as she instantly with instincts rolled over to expose her vital parts in a submissive way. She only wanted to please him, nothing more. 'Please don't hurt me' she thought, over and over again, if only she hadn't chosen to never drink an elemental wolf's blood. Then she would have been able to use spells to defend herself. Not that she could anyway. Not against the king.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 22:26:32 GMT -5
"Yes sir, I apologize sir" The flame in front of her started to waver as he watched her back away from him, and began gnawing on her lip. Blood began to waft into his nostrils, and he tilted his head at her. That was when he found her eyes roaming his body, and his head tilted the other way, resembling a confused dog. That was when she rolled over, and showed her vital parts to him, a stance of submissiveness. Her gaze was still on him, but it plead with him. He could see her begging him mentally not to hurt her. The flame extinguished all together, and he nodded at her. "That'll be enough. You may get up. Just don't worry your pretty little head about things that don't concern you." He then began to circle her just to see what she would do. He was trying to figure out why she was so intrigued by him. His column clad in black flames lead the way, as it seemed to always do. One, two, three, one two three... Seemed to be the pattern of step he was taking as he circled her, his masculinity completely surrounding her. "So tell me, was there plenty of food where you were hunting, or are we running short?" He asked, still completely his rounds around her.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 22:35:38 GMT -5
Irena stood up then, but she was still like a little ball. She looked at the rabbit. Was it not enough for him, she felt like crying if it was not. "I don't know sir, King Alec put me on punishment trial, I'm not aloud to leave the borders so I was only able to hunt inside the territory. King Alec also told me to bring you whatever I catch." Irena answered truthfully. Watching him with her green eyes, they slowly enveloped with silver and then turned blue again, as if dye had entered her eye and tainted it in a slow motion. Irena cautiously waited to see if she would be given some personal space, at least Alec gave her that, but then again, Alec was one where he could simply be gone one second and you'd wake up in the immortal realm. He was a sickening sight, for he was silently dangerous, at least you could hear Deimos coming in his anger.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 22:42:48 GMT -5
"I don't know sir, King Alec put me on punishment trial, I'm not aloud to leave the borders so I was only able to hunt inside the territory. King Alec also told me to bring you whatever I catch." He stopped abruptly in front of her, his optics wide for a few moments. What? She was on a punishment trial? Why the FUCK was he not informed of this. He fell silent for a moment, and took a few steps back. He allowed her space, but her situation had clearly changed. "A punishment trial? For what? What did you do?" What was Alec thinking? He did realize that Deimos would punish her how ever he saw fit to punish her. Damn his brother sometimes. His voice was calm, but the calm that you don't wanna heart. The calm that meant a storm was coming soon, and you'd better brace yourself. His optics were hard, and unwavering as he sat patiently, and waited for her to decide her fate. It was okay, he could wait to punish her. Until he knew what she did, and until she was punished, there would be no leaving his den. If she didn't answer him, she wouldn't be leaving the den at all. Alive, that is.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 23:06:00 GMT -5
Irena found herself not caring anymore. She was a useless female after all. Standing she lowered herself, but showed no signs of relaxing. As she listened to his angry voice. Was he angry at her, or his brother? Irena looked at him, maybe, she'd be able to be in his favor, after all the reason she hadn't been punished farther was because Alec was busy playing with another female. "I tried to run away, but he sent a guard after me. He came when he was trying to drag me back, and a loner was there inside the territory, a female. He sent the guard away and took me to meet the loner, then Caliph Kai came and took me away. It sounded like he had some sort of interest in her." She explained truthfully. Alec had never been that nice, not unless he wanted something, so it was clear something was up. Irena hoped that in exchange for info, her punishment would be less, but if not it wasn't surprising. Why the HELL was she the one doing this?
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 23:17:45 GMT -5
On the inside, Deimos exploded like an atomic bomb, and a complete melt down started going on. His heart seemed to set on fire, and the only thing he wanted to do was tear his brother a new one. Some fire could be seen lapping out of his nostrils, but he wasn't about to start breathing fire. Not at her. She had earned some grace points from Deimos, and that was a very good thing. He nodded his crown, and replied "I will take care of him. But for now, I will speak with you about your punishment. Tell me. Is it really that awful here? We protect you. We feed you. Is there something we're lacking? Besides political freedom. Why is it you thought of running away, and actually went through with it?" He asked, curious. He already had a some what cruel punishment for her. She would be his. She would drink from him, and only him. That would be her punishment. If he found her drinking from any one else, she would be forced to watch the execution of her new blood bank. He had already made up his mind. It was done.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 24, 2012 23:23:35 GMT -5
Irena looked at him, great, she was almost in the clear. The reason she wanted to leave? She felt constricted, all the guards made fun of her for her fear of men, for the fact she could not stop shivering in their presence. If they treated her like any other female she would be sufficed. She didn't get to eat like the rest did, but due to being a twun, she didn't get skinny easily, at least you couldn't see it through her fur. "I have less freedom then your usual female anyway. Every day the guards make fun of me, I'm rejected, given the scraps, and since I am a twun the food has no blood, I barely have enough energy to get up every day and yet I do. Because I do nothing but serve the kings and wish for nothing less. I just wish to be treated like the others. Not like a slave. I am a hunter, I may be a female, but I am not a slave." She spoke softly, not with much confidence. And she did not lie either. But the sound of his blood made her heart pound. Speaking of her hunger, she wanted him, but never had she tasted wolf blood. And if she were to drink from him, she would be punished, but she would gain on of his spells. She could use it, be at his side, and what was that. She would become exactly that, a fire wolf.
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Post by Teu~ on Nov 24, 2012 23:45:43 GMT -5
"I have less freedom then your usual female anyway. Every day the guards make fun of me, I'm rejected, given the scraps, and since I am a twun the food has no blood, I barely have enough energy to get up every day and yet I do. Because I do nothing but serve the kings and wish for nothing less. I just wish to be treated like the others. Not like a slave. I am a hunter, I may be a female, but I am not a slave."
What was this? This warmth that passed through out him? It wasn't rage, no, it was softer than that. It wasn't nausea either, his stomach felt fine - sort of. It felt as if there were a million butterflies in his stomach. What was this feeling? His eyes widened in horror - complete horror - as he realized that his mother's mortal side was coming through. No, no, no! You are aggressive! You are heartless! Tell this wench where to go! Instead, he found himself walking toward her, and uneasily licking her muzzle. I need to go to a healer... he thought as he stepped away. By licking her muzzle, he was trying to comfort her. It was something that wolves did for each other. He was feeling sick to his stomach now, and dizzy. He blinked a few times, and spoke softly, his eyes intent. "I have your punishment now. You will get no more freedom than before, but you will be protected from the guards. You will have blood weekly - perhaps every other day. You will because I will be your consort. Your protector. You will be treated as a hunter. But you are still female." He said, his eyes hardening on the female, but he said no more for a time being. What the hell was he doing? He was almost as bad as Alec!
At least this girl was within the pack, though. The thought made his fur bristle once more, but he turned his multi hued gaze toward her once more. "That means, you are by no means my equal. You are mine. Mine to protect. Mine to do with what I please. Now then, what is your calling?" He asked, tilting his crown to the side for a few moments.
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Post by Rivaxorus on Nov 25, 2012 0:03:38 GMT -5
Irena didn't need anymore words then that. Her body forced itself forward as she laced her tongue over his neck. Her fangs easily sliding into his flesh, that was what they were designed for after all. They didn't call Twun's vampire wolves for nothing. She felt the blood flow over her tongue, fill her, along with his sense of magic power. Her eyes sparked with flecks of orange with the coming of fire that warmed her stomach, it warmed her entire body. Her heart beating fast, was this what it felt like to copy another wolf's spell, and which one would she get, his fire? She then released him, she didn't want to drink all of his blood regardless of the fact she was thirsty. Sparks escaped her mouth, in blue electric forms, snaking across the ground. Little sparks of electricity, lightning, she had gotten the most fearsome power of all. His lightning. She definitely wouldn't let anyone else touch her now, not ever, unless of course it was Deimos.
"All hail lord Deimos"
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