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Post by Cloudmuffin - - on Aug 14, 2012 19:24:48 GMT -7
This is what I thought, I thought you'd need me This is what I thought so think me niave I hum soft songs of encouragement to myself as I plod along. My pillers carrty me at quite some pace if I do say so myself. I can smell my next meal, not far off. My slender bottle pops open, salivating tongue slipping between the crevices of my pearlie whites, hanging off one side of my face like a comique relief for my horrifying state. Mud clings to my sandy palet, caked on so thick you have to look closely to see that all my bones are prominant. I hardly notice though. What's to notice? I happen to be alive, which is more than my dam could say for herself, or even my sire. I can still do a little pixie dance with my stubby pills, still lap and giggle with my maw. And how do I know that ever little she-dog doesn't live just this way? As far as I know, i'm better off than everyone else - dead.
I giggle as I near my meal. It comes into focus quickly, a mangled bird all askew - parts here parts there. Small tendrils of meat still cling to the frail bone. Eagerly I dart foward and lap them up. The taste is grotesque on my little pink tongue, but I gobble up every morsel obliviously. Unsatisfied - but completely okay with such - I tred onward, a smile lapping at my features. A lizard strikes a fancy to my path, and I gallop after it, oversized puppy paws leaving dull dents in the dry earth beneath me. The lizard is terrified, not knowing how little danger I truly posses. It races up a tree. Saddened at the loss of my new companion I momuntarily watch it from the ground, white eyes pleading with the creature to return. The green thing glares at me with such anger that I quickly return to my path, only saddened for a moment. The sun is up and the sky is a deep blue. What's to be sad about?
All around me creatures chitter away, and I do so wish I could be among those in the trees. It sounds so happy above my head that I must stop and inch my pale white seekers up, trailing behind the creatures of glee and racket. Momentarily, I am bewildered by the instinct of play, my yips darting of their own accord from my decay strewn may, while below my head my body dances and leaps as I wail for one of those silly creatures to keep me company. So alone. I am so alone. My base instinct is all I really have of what I am. I was too young to be taught all the little courtesies of being what I am. My base instinct screams at me that I shouldn't be out here by myself. All by myself. Yips turn into desperate howls of agony as my heart breaks. I'm so very by myself. No one to play with, no one to cuddle up to at night. When my throat finally begs for me to stop, I concede. The day was tiring, and though the sun boils hot in the sky, winking brightly down out me, bright enough to give me hope, I curl up where I am and drift into a dream.
I promised you a heart you promised to keep Kiss My Eyes and Lay Me To Sleep
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Post by Racing on Aug 28, 2012 20:16:25 GMT -7
/closer/
Electric blue tracked the land, and the Alpha wolf sat, tail sweeping about his front legs to lightly beat against the ground. This mountain was beautiful, and Hale was certain it could be his. He had smelled only the trails of other wolves passing through the territory, not a single constant scent that lingered everywhere to claim that it was theirs. So, it would be Hale's. Just... not now. Now, he wanted to explore it, to ensure he truly wanted it to be his. The abnormally large wolf stepped forward with his front paws as he ordered his back paws to stand and cooperate. Of course they did, it was often punishment when refusing an Alpha. Long legs and muscular body paced themselves just right so that his mind could wander, and so the black wolf allowed himself to. Trotting and loping up and down and through and over and under the mountain and all of it's sides, the so-called abomination explored his soon to be territory. At last, he paused at the top of a cliff, one of the cliffs where, and he had heard rumours that this was one, a silver wolf might have thrown himself from. Blue, a zapping kind of blue, glanced down the sheer but jagged face of the ledge, and he imagined, entertained, for just one moment, throwing himself from it with a howl not unlike the one he had heard rumours of. But then Hale shook his ruff furiously, angry at his traitorous mind to even place the thought. A sudden series of yips that elongated into a mournful, anguished cry awoke the instinct in Hale. The ever-present instinct to keep, to protect, to worry and stress and care for those lesser.
Black claws tore into the mountainside as Hale whipped himself around and tore down the mountain at a breakneck pace. Someone, something, some wolf out there was lonely. They needed him. Breath whistling, no, tearing out of the monstrous creature's lungs as he pounded towards the other wolf. He rounded the gradual corner and slowed as he did, scenting the air as his heart rate began to calm, breathing slowing to accomodate the new pace. Trotting now, muzzle to the air as his gaze hunted the earth, looking for the other. It was upon seeing the other that Hale's heart might have actually stopped. He dropped to his belly, unable to help it, a low whine escaping his clenched teeth as he crawled closer. Was the other dead? This young pup, this female, was she dead? That... That just wouldn't do... Hale forced himself to his unsteady feet, tripping like a yearling though he was double that. "You there, are you alright?" Smooth voice rolled over his vocal cords in something more akin to a purr than a growl for one. Hale stopped just out of lunging distance, eyeing the younger's coat and bones. So... frail. It almost made his heart twinge, the Alpha instinct burning within him.
[501 words. Closer - Candlelight Red.]
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Post by Cloudmuffin - - on Aug 31, 2012 12:21:19 GMT -7
This is what I brought you this you can keep, This is what I brought you may forget me.The suddenness of my sleep was nothing compared to the immediate and startling way I was awoken. It was incomprehensible for a few moments, my dreams had been that of a companion, a black one - my mother. Seeing this stranger, though the only thing about him that resembled my mum in the slightest was his coat, was like seeing a ghost. I admit, I was probably not in my right mind. As lonely as I had been before sleep, all I could see when I opened my sandy lids to reveal off-white hues was my dear mum, standing before me. With a lovely sigh, the only expression that could anywhere near express the utter joy that shivered visibly through my tiny frame. My eyes widened and I leapt forward, nimbly - especially for one as weak as I - barreling happily into the stranger. "Momma!" I shouted, even my voice quaking with bare unconcealed joy. I stuffed my tiny muzzle into the stranger's dense onyx fur, nuzzling the male with all the affection I could muster and then some.
And then, reality came crashing down. The build, the smell, the eyes, even the feel of the charcoal fur tickling my nose, they were all wrong, so wrong. The stranger before me, well, needless to say, he was not my mother. Withholding the sob that had lodged itself in my parched throat, I shimmied back, startled by the sudden realization - and by the fact that I hadn't realized it before. "You! You're not my momma!" My eyes moistened, but I bit back the tears, instead I put a few yards of distance from me and the huge male, backing steadily under a bush until I was sure he could only see my eyes glittering out. Oh, momma, why can't I find you?! My brain shrieked into itself. Behind briefly closed lids, I could see the outline - a giant thing, snarling, growling, savage and hell bent on getting at me. I stifled a whimper, sagging to the ground as my legs decided they couldn't hold their charge.
I promise you my heart just promise to sing, Kiss my eyes and lay me to sleep.
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Post by Racing on Sept 1, 2012 12:51:37 GMT -7
/without me/
The wolf stood still as the little fae woke up and looked at him. He even stood still when she looked at him and started to come forward. But then, Hale's eyes widened comically when the youngling called him 'mother'. Even as he was shaking his head, he was allowing the pup to cling to his side, but kept his face as quiet as always. His ears flicked back at the contact, but his lips remained over his teeth, and he remained still. He was such a stupid wolf, in some ways-- he was never good with kids, and this was no exception. After another minute or two of being snuggled and being afraid to move away, Hale stared at the she-wolf as the baby exclaimed that he was indeed, not her mother. Hale's voice strained with held-back laughter. "No, little one, I am not your mother." Even as he spoke the words he realized the pup had startled away and hidden in the bushes. Hale's Alpha peered out, wanting to command her here so he could look at her, but Hale was wiser than that. So instead, the huge wolf lay on his belly, trying to seem nonthreatening.
/'till i collapse/
"Little one, I will not hurt you. My name is Hale. What's yours?" All along this encounter the wolf's vocals had walked a tense line between purr and growl, and he fought to keep it that way as usually he would just growl his words, or choose the more angry form of expression over any words at all. Lowering his head to his paws, ears back, projecting his natural protective aura and confidence, but trying not to scare the child. It was hard, because as a rule that was all he did. Be scary. Scare children and other people. Not only with his size, but with the reputation that preceded him for being a bamf. Electric blue gazed toward the little wolf, staying slightly downcast in an attempt to placate her.
[334 words. Without Me - 'Till I Collapse - Eminem.] [/blockquote]
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Post by Cloudmuffin - - on Sept 4, 2012 15:51:29 GMT -7
New faces ask, "what's happening?" I bite my tongue and hold my breath and tell them, "the same old thing." I don't know what's going on,In my little enclave within the foliage, I could still hear the stranger - as well as see most of his expansive outline. His rattling purr tickled my ears after all this time without the sound of another's voice, and though it was severely different from the way my family had spoken, I still reveled in the sound of it. A bud of hope blossomed in my chest, spreading warmth throughout my body. Maybe it would be a good day, maybe I'd make a friend.
Though I was still dripping tears a bit uncontrollably, I crawled a tad bit out of the bush after the stranger - Hale - introduced himself with his strange purr/growl. "I'm Arria." I managed to sniffle out through heaving dry sobs. I wanted to crawl further out, but I stopped myself, remember how my parents always cautioned me about strangers. But Hale wasn't a stranger anymore was he? I knew his name.
With that decided, I scurried completely out of the bush, still sniffling quietly to myself. I paced up towards my new friend, though not so close as to be uncomfortable for either of us. Even laying down, he was gigantic, towering above me like a tree. "Why are you so big?" I questioned, perking my head to the side as curious puppies often do. A flash of his voice, that strange purr growl sounded in my mind. "And why do you talk funny?" I threw in bravely. Not waiting for an answer, I scampered up closer, all signs of sadness gone, and gave him a few quick sniffs. He even smelled a bit strange, wolf, but not quite the wolf I knew.
Backing up a step, I gazed at the sheer largeness of him. I had heard my mom mention some other animal that also traveled these areas. Horses, they were called. I peered at Hale for a moment. It made sense. He was large, and he smelled funny. "Hale, are you a horse?" I quested? Skittering back to where I could look into his face instead of at his incredibly high shoulder.
but I don't wanna do it wrong. Don't wanna contradict myself with all the words I sing. Don't, don't ever let go.
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Post by Racing on Sept 7, 2012 19:51:33 GMT -7
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Expressive electric blue followed her movements, the miniscule to the large. As he was a predator, it was unlikely for him to miss any single one thing, and miss one thing he did not. Sniffling, whimpering like a child-- which, admittedly, she was, so Hale ought not to be quite so cynical and judgemental, but he had never really had a childhood where he could be as soft as this youngling. "It's nice to meet you, Arria." Unaware that his voice slipped from a purr to a growl, Hale let his teeth show in a wolfy grin. Of course, his growl was as easy to understand as his normal voice, but since his normal voice was a growl, he was as easy to understand as an articulate English gentleman... As she circled him, Hale allowed it, blue watching when it could. Listening to her inquiries, the Alpha wolf's face was impassive, the once-tiny grin disappearing. A real smile was an extremely rare, extremely difficult thing to come by for the black wolf. He hadn't really, truly smiled since his sister's death so long ago. He thought for a minute, then shook his head lightly.
"I am so big because I am an Alpha, and because of my breeding. And I do not talk funny. This is my way of talking." The completely inept-at-children wolf was trying his best to be friendly and kind, and field all questions with grace... But he never was one for grace and beauty, as they called it. And this was showcased when the large wolf shot to his feet to give her an incredulous look. "Of course I'm not a horse! I am a wolf, the same as you, what-- you haven't smelled other wolves before?" Reigning himself in towards the end, recalling he was talking to a child, was difficult, because it just was not him to do it. But he would, and he was, if only so she might be the start of his pack... Or, perhaps, he could help her in some way, to join one-- his, of course. The crafty wolf's electric blue watched her as he settled back on his haunches, sitting pretty, gaze watchful on her as it was on the surroundings.
[379 words. Your Favorite Martian (Various songs) I apologize for the quantity and quality of this post, Cloudii.]
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Post by Cloudmuffin - - on Sept 8, 2012 0:11:20 GMT -7
They will see us waving from such great Heights, 'come down now,' they'll sayThe big wolf shot to his feet, skittering me backwards so quickly that I barely managed to maintain my footing. Hale's purr/growl veered sharply towards growl. Ears perked, I listened closely and intently. When he was finished, I came to a single conclusion. He did too talk funny! No matter what he said. I took a moment to review what he had said, as I had been concentrating on the sound of it rather than the meaning. What he said however, had me giggling madly. As his haunches his the ground, I allowed myself to bounce toward him a pace so that the distance I had been forced to scamper back was replaced. Oh how wonderful it was to have a friend!
"No silly!" I pressed through the giggling. It crossed my mind momentarily that he had seemed a bit offended at my statement, but I couldn't make sense of it. I wasn't being mean, so why should he be offended? Alphas made no sense, I decided, not knowing what he meant by alpha, or even a remote understanding of what an Alpha was. But whatever it was, it was strange. I gave Hale an intent glance, though giggling as I was, it was hard. Peering at him through my off-white irises I decided I liked strange. "You just don't smell like my.." I finished, realizing the word I was about to say just before the memory flashed again behind my blinking lids. I passed a puff of air through my lips, visibly deflating, all giggling gone.
My gaze dropped sharply to the ground, ears falling toward my skull briefly before my eyes regained their observant watch on not-horse. "It's a shame you aren't a horse." I said, no amusement left in my voice. I was disinterested, done with play for now. "I think I should like to meet one." I muttered, tail skimming the dirt. I took a moment to try and shake the memory that clung to me like despair. I had a friend now, everything should have been okay. But deep down I knew I was lying to myself. All the friends in the world couldn't replace my family.
But everything looks perfect from far away, 'come down now,' but we'll stay... x Word Count x xxx words xxxx characters x Lyrics x Such Great Heights by The Postal Service x Character x Arria x Color x 6500C4 x Other x No problem Racie :)
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Post by Racing on Oct 23, 2012 15:02:21 GMT -7
Blue traced her form, rolling away at her words but returning ever so shortly. But her pain slapped him, like an angry young woman to a perverted young man, only worse. Hale's tongue lolled out of his mouth, to the side, as he watched her; pearly white teeth glistening in saliva. He thought for a moment, debating what words might have come next, before chancing to speak. "Little Arria, you weren't about to say your pack, were you? Your mother, father, littermates, aunts and uncles and their families-- a close-knit group of wolves that care for each other like family, as they usually are?" He waited patiently for a response, letting her words wash over him to lull his mind.
"Silly pup. If I were a horse, you wouldn't have a wolf companion-- nor the buddings of a pack. As it is, the likelihood of your meeting a horse is great-- there are many of them in this land."
He couldn't keep the disdainful excitement from his voice, the thought of no longer being alone in this world just brought joy to his heart and expression. At least for the first part. As he mentioned her meeting a horse, a fierce protectiveness struck at his mind, and that electric blue locked onto her with a ferocity that almost scared him. He shouldn't be claiming one so young as his own, he shouldn't be welcoming the intrusion of a child into his pack. Worse, a child not of his own. But... He was, and was, and had a feeling this would not be the first time. So he steeled himself and his heart against feelings (or rather, did the best he could) and gazed upon Arria while he spoke.
"See, Arria, I am the head of a pack. That is what an Alpha is. But, see, I have no pack because... I haven't built one up yet. Would you like to help me do that? Build a family, through being pack, with me?"
Tilting his head, tail resting on his forepaws as he remained sat. He would not rush this decision. However... His lonely heart cried in its cage, wanting only for a friend, and if that friend proved to become family? All the more so welcome.
[382 words. Avenged Sevenfold -- various songs.]
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Post by Cloudmuffin - - on Oct 24, 2012 1:27:25 GMT -7
I'm just saying it's fine by me If you never leaveI thought back to my family, so blissful, so much play and eating and dozing in the warmth of another's fur. The time was filled with toothless wrestles, nibbles, and giggles, and licks. It was filled with love - filled with companionship. A keen fought for purchase in my throat, but all at once I didn't have the energy to spew forth my sorrow. Round colorless orbs flashed up at the mountain hound before me. Oh Hale, could you fix this?
As if reading my mind, not-horse Hale lends me a speech, one that paints the future of nibbles and giggles, one that offers a family, a pack. My ears dart back on my skull, my tail dashing tentative runs back and forth in the dust. I don't know whether to wriggle with the excitement of it all or to sob with all I have, so I sit there, shaking with it all while I stare up at the Alpha - the head as Hale put it.
An image forms in my mind, a giant wolf, larger than Hale, made up of smaller wolves. Hale - the head, and me wriggling behind - flickering back and forth - the tail. The image lifts my moods enough to draw forth a little giggle from my tiny maw. That would be such a lopsided wolf!
A piece of me wonders for a moment about replacing my family, but I chase it away with a nip of logic. It wouldn't be replacing them, just adding one on. Hale would be my brother, you could always have more of those. I nod tersely to myself, sealing the deal - Brother Hale it is! - and leap to my feet, dropping the top half of my body in a playful bow. "Sure I'll be your family, Hale." I yip merrily, leaping up and forward to poke him playfully with the tip of my nose before sitting back down curiously. "Do you not have a family anymore either?" I quest, tilting my head and trying to block out the either part. I've had enough of sad thoughts for the day.
And we can live like this forever It's fine by me
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