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Post by Shadow on Jun 24, 2008 13:01:39 GMT -5
 .Grace.Up on the roof, the air is so cold and so calm.
I say your name is silence, you don't want to hear it right now.
A tear fell singularly from a white muzzle. With the force of gravity pushing it, the droplet landed on top of the rushing river's surface; the water barely rippled with the impact. A black nose snorted, then sniffled quietly. Pink tongue snaked out, lashing over the wettened fur of the muzzle stained by salty tears. Blue eyes looked down at the sharp rocks sticking out of the liquid source just below. The she-wolf lifted her paw and took a small step toward the edge, but suddenly whimpered and gracefully fell to a laying position, with her right paw still out infront of her left. Her muzzle fell between her front legs, her ears plastered to her crania and tail tucked tightly between her legs. The white wolfess's bodice began to slowly shake as she sobbed, but suddenly lifted her head and gave it a smal shake. "I can't do this anymore. The same routine every day. Why can't I jsut get it over with." Suicide, she meant. For, suicidal thoughts had been haunting the young fem ever since she was just a yearling. Now, at two years old, attempting to save Grace by herself was proving to be harder every day.
The eyes of the city are counting the tears falling down,
Each one a promise of everything you never found. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jun 24, 2008 13:27:40 GMT -5
A black nose shot up in a nap as he stood a new scent catching his interest. What the hell was this free boarding at Zador without speaking to the Alpha. He shook his black peltage and broke into a trot his eyes and nose working over time the wolf was near that was a fact. His hackles rose and and his lip lifted it was the avergae alpha reaction to newcomers. When he saw her however his disposition changed she was like a moon in the day however she looked malnourished and slightly disheveled. She was just there sobbing and it hurt him in so many ways than one he approached slowly but surely she wasnt or had tried attempting suicide especially in his land that was the last thing he needed. "Hello fae" he said calmly and smoothly.
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Post by Shadow on Jun 27, 2008 11:19:04 GMT -5
Grace
I scream into the night for you,
Don't make it true;
Don't jump.
The sound of another's voice startled her, causing the fem to jump to her feet on wobbly legs. With a gulp she dropped her head low, tucking her lanky tail between her legs. "Oh..oh, I'm s-sorry. Is this your land?" She murmered, sincerely hoping the brute before her wouldn't snap her neck in two places for intruding. "The land just looked so..peaceful." The perfect place to end a life... The thought seemed to smack her in the face, and she forced her ice blue gaze to drop to her paws. "I'm sorry.." She muttered, taking a singular step back. Perfect, Grace. You always knew how to turn bad situations into worse ones.
The lights will not guide you through,
They're decieving you;
Don't jump. |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jun 29, 2008 20:48:34 GMT -5
Knowing he had startled this young enchanting fae stirred him she was like an answer to his prayer or wasnt she. As he stepped closer and she began to spit out excuses he simply smiled. He chuckled lightly "yes this is my land" he said simply put. "It is peaceful when wolves arent killing each other and are entering the land uninvited" he stated hoping he got his point through. Yellow soft but hardened eyes watched her "its fine" he said softly coming close to her. He sat upon his haunches his black white crested pelt rustling slightly as he watched her and so he spoke "so what may I ask brings a fae liek yourself out to out part of these lands" he asked raising a curious eyebrow.
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Post by Shadow on Jul 1, 2008 14:27:35 GMT -5
Grace
Don't let memories go,
Of me and you.
The world is down there out of view.
With a smirk she sat down onto her haunches, her pelt bristling slightly as he, too made movement. Giving her hackles a simple shake to attempt to calm her tence nerves, the white wolf nodded. "I understand what your getting at. I guess, I blatantly ignored your borders in my..desperation?" The last sentence came out to questioningly; she bit her tongue, making it bleed. Just to taste something, it had been so long since her last meal; maybe that was the cause of her stumbling over her words. Fatigue. "Actually, I don't know myself. What I do know, is that I need a home. Perhaps you could allow me to stay here, if not perminantly than atleast for a month or two?" It was a lot to ask of the Alpha, as he seemed to want the best for his pack; to let a loner like her in? It seemed like Grace was getting her hopes up too high, but respect had caused her hopes to lower ever more as she locked with his gaze in a non-challenging manner.
Please don't jump.
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 2, 2008 17:04:29 GMT -5
His harks perked at the word desperation "Desperation may I ask why you are so desperate to be in my lands" he asked with a bit of a smirk. He smiled softly she didnt know why she was here but she wanted a pack somewhere to stay but here is where he crossed the line would he give her the place she so desired or would he turn her away but he needed the members to many wolves were getting in. He watched her " I will grant you that much..umm er what is your name I am Jean-Claude Alpha of Zador" he said looking at this white amber eyes wolfess how so he wanted her to be by his side it was an was an immediate liking.
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Post by Shadow on Jul 8, 2008 18:26:39 GMT -5
Grace [/font] You open your eyes,
But you can't remember what for.
The snow is falling quietly,
You just can't feel it no more.
Nodding, the she-wolf listened intently to the brutes words, narrowing her eyes in an almost jokeful manner as he questioned the word 'desperation'. Giving a smirk, Grace shifted positions, her harks pricking immediatly forward as he spoke his name. Jean-Claude...She stored the name in her mind for later use, her eyes taking a breif glance around his muscular body. The female liked him; he was handsome, strong, a born leader - everything a fem could ask for in a brute. But Grace withheld from falling head-over-heals, like she knew she would in her state of mind. The male just saw her as simply another wolf to guard the borders. With a shrug at her thoughts, she sighed and smiled. "My name's Grace. A pleasure to meet you, Jean-Claude." She paused thoughtfully for a moment, then asked shyly, "May I just call you Claude?"
Somewhere up there,
You lost yourself in your pain.
You dream of the end,
To start all over again.[/center][/color] |
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Post by $*Crazy Hick*$ on Jul 26, 2008 11:03:14 GMT -5
"The pleasure is all mine miss Grace" he said bowing his head slightly. He brought it back up "it is what everyone calls me and yes you may as well call me Claude" he said. He looked at her even though she seemed thin and scraggily she had the attitude of an alphess which he like overly much it wasnt everyday you found a fem like her not only that he had fems coming out his ears and none he had seen so far intrigued him as much as her. He smiled "welll Grace you are welcome to stay here but if you do intend to stay I need to rank you" he said thinking to himself silently he was going to surprise her with her title if she took it or would she just throw it back in his face.
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