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Post by Racing on Dec 13, 2012 19:49:39 GMT -7
Hale pulled away from her as if burned, black fur trailing in the air with the force of his exit from her side. Ears pinned back to his skull, teeth bared and fur prickled, making him look twice his size and thrice as dangerous. His instincts shrieked at him to remain close, to be her own personal shadow to ensure her safety, to know beyond a doubt that she was safe and was his. But no. This was not his place, not his right, and so he must remain away. Hale bristled more still, watching Oh My Stars warily.
"Don't expect help again. Be careful!"
The last two words ripped from his vocals like a curse, and his electric blue eyes rushed away from her as his monstrous paws propelled him over the snow and away. He couldn't be near her, not now, not when the instinct to claim her Pack was so strong. Her thanks tore at him on the inside, his minute flinches causing his to shudder like he was seizing. Hale covered a lot of ground quickly, leaving a trail of pheromones so strong he could've smelt the trail a mile away. Instinct and logic; emotion and knowledge, both warred in his brain, arguments for arguments' sake and for sake not known. Hale shuddered as he finally entered his personal den, a small cave at the top of Aphrodite's very own Mountain, that was connected at the back to all the others and had his own opening out onto the mountain ledge. He could see everything from here. But Hale ignored the view.
Too much emotion, too much feeling. Hale curled himself inward, a large quivering ball of raw nerves, raw feelings, and problems. The Alpha had far too many problems. Once more he contemplated flinging himself from this very cliff, the very cliff that silver wolf had flung himself from. But no, who would care for Arria? Little tiny pup-pack-member, she needed a family, a friend, and that was Hale. So Hale, trembling, got to his feet, about to leave his den and go find Oh My Stars.
He did not admit that he was doing it for reasons other than that it was the right thing to do.
[373 words. Safe and Sound - Tiffany Alvord & Megan Nicole.]
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Post by Miss Ami on Dec 13, 2012 20:35:48 GMT -7
I blink as he moves, getting quickly to my own feet and taking a few steps back with my own ears back though my actions again spoke of submission. I really did not want to be on the wrong side of this wolf. Even if I wasn’t quite sure what I had done wrong.
Before I can say anything, before I can think of something to say, he’s gone and even though part of me wants to follow to know what I’ve done wrong, I know such a thing would be stupid. Best to just leave him... Maybe I wasn’t going to stay as long as I had thought... A quick wander around then leave again.
I stood in that same spot he had left me in for a few long moments before deciding to move. Where I was going, I didn’t know but I pushed on, letting my mind wander. I found it was sometimes the best way to discover hidden or unknown trails. I watched my paws as I walked, watched the snow, watched the sky. I wasn’t sure where I was going.
I again contemplate the thought of just leaving now. What was another pretty, unexplored place in my mind-map? The world was surely full of others I could explore, places where there wasn’t confusing black wolves. Maybe now was the time to go home? Settle down with some sedate little stag who may take the urge to adventure out of me... With a soft huff, I realize how stupid a thought was. I wasn’t sure if such a thing was possible. Maybe it was, but at the moment, I didn’t want to find out.
I push on, moving myself further away from the trail the other wolf had left. Spending so much time away must have gotten to me because even though I didn’t want to go back to Hale, part of my mind said to. To offer apologies for doing something wrong, even if I wasn’t sure what exactly had been done wrong... My ears tipped back again slightly and I turned, following my path back again, taking the walk slower than I had to. ”What do I even say? Sorry for whatever I did wrong? Even if I don’t know what it was?” My head tips forward. ”How about something along the lines of I’m not going to stick around, maybe I’ll pass through again someday...” I think aloud. Nothing seems right and i sigh again.
[414 words. He Is We playlist.]
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Post by Racing on Dec 19, 2012 15:50:48 GMT -7
Snow exploded from under Hale's great black paws, little crystals flying up into the air to glitter like he was running on stars. The frozen water droplets seemed to dance, falling back to rest on their bed of ice. This was not all soft snow, no, much of it had a hidden hard depth to it. But Hale was unbothered, his deep chest, long legs and large paws helping him to plow through the tiny delicate snowthings, he not caring their world was shattered. Hale was following Oh My Star's scent, freshly left on the surface of the snow. The Alpha had gone to where he had first stumbled across her, found her not there, and was now tracking her through the territory and hoping she was still within it. Electric blue widened as Hale recognized the femme scent approaching him, the scent preceding the wolf herself.
A powerful bark broke from his restrained vocal cords, echoing in the mountains surrounding them and yes, somewhere, Hale could hear another avalanche cascading down a steep mountainside cliff. This bark spoke, in the way only wolves can understand, that wait for me, wait for me, I'm right here, I'm here! A small whimper echoed, deftly crushed in the silence of the suddenly falling snow. But it fell softly, and Hale could still see the russet fur ahead of him-- heading towards him. The black wolf bounded forward, all too excited that she was still here.
"Oh My Stars!"
Sliding to a halt a respectful distance away, Hale had the decency as Alpha to look ashamed for the behaviour he had just showcased. But it didn't stop him from circling her, once, just to ensure she was okay. She was still here, she hadn't left, hadn't left, his heart sung it's joy, but his mind quelled the emotion all too quickly-- it had had much practice. Too much practice for such a young wolf, but then Hale might have matured before his time... Might have. These things were all very confusing to the Alphawolf, but he flung all this aside in favor of reveling in the fact that this outsider, this foreign wolf, was still here.
"If you are going to be sticking around, I'm going to need something shorter to call you."
No one ever said Hale had people skills.
[388 words. She Wolf - David Guetta, The Wolf - Fever Ray.]
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Post by Miss Ami on Dec 20, 2012 23:09:35 GMT -7
I continue to walk slowly through the snow, pushing back along the trail I had travelled not all that long ago in search of the black wolf’s trail, a sign of him that I could follow as I continue thinking over everything. Had I unintentionally done something wrong? I don’t dwell on such a thought and try not to let other similar thoughts drift through my mind. I like to think positive, about myself and about others. Instead I again let the grace, the peacefulness of the area around me steal my focus.
My ears lift and prick forward as a bark echoes around me and the surrounding area and I fall quiet, letting my thoughts silence as well. I can see black through the snow. A soft yip of response slips from my muzzle and my slow walk picks up a touch, pushing me forward that touch quicker. Why? I don’t know. Maybe it was the fact that he had sought her out?
I look over him for a moment before my golden eyes meet with his blue ones, watching him quietly still. “Hale.” I respond with a bow of my head before lifting my gaze again. Unsure of what to say, why he had sought me out, I keep quiet, letting him speak first. And when he does speak, what he says changes my plans entirely. But it also confuses me...
“You’re still okay with my staying?” I ask softly then nod slightly to myself. “You’re more than welcome to call me Omi...” I say to him softly. It’s a touch shorter, though I doubt it’s all that much easier to say. “Or anything you could think of that may be shorter or easier for you to say.” I shrug canine shoulders slightly and watch him, my tail again moving slowly behind me.
[305 words. Sorry it's not the best. D: Mind blank. x.x]
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Post by Racing on Dec 24, 2012 13:04:04 GMT -7
"Omi..." The whisper slipped out, and Hale grinned, a heartbreakingly sweet one at getting such a glimpse-- however small, into the stranger's life. He wanted her, truly. He wanted her to be his, his and Arria's, a pack member, a friend, family. But no, Omi was an Omega. A lone wolf, a threat, a troublesome creature. Certainly not worth the trouble, especially since she wandered. But... She... Hale's tail had begun to wag slowly, and it beat a bit faster now, only to slow as he considered his response. Clearly she was confused as to why he had torn off with a snarl, but he was back now, and past transgressions could be forgiven here, couldn't they? A wince once more, pearly teeth bared in a faint smile before Hale deigned to speak. Omi... Oh My Stars.
"You will take dinner with me, and at least stay the night."
His voice brooked no argument, but his tone was soft, questioning.
"And if you feel so inclined, you may stay indefinitely."
Hale was nervous about offering this; what if she refused. What if she laughed in his face, amused for no reason, hurt him and disappointed him. Hale disliked emotion, for all he usually felt was anger and depression. But recently, coming here, finding his territory and Arria along with it, it was an uplifting experience. He had gained a minute happiness, some help, some honesty and some hope. But having Omi, a foreign stranger Omega wandering female wolf here, was throwing him off. She was pretty, and strange, and her scent differed in a way that made Hale want to sneeze. But knowing she was alone was a whole other factor; it made Hale was to claim her, made the Alphawolf want to take her and make her pack and his.
But offering took all his heart. This offer was painful to make and was the only thing he could do.
[321 words. Red (movie)
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Post by Miss Ami on Dec 27, 2012 8:14:50 GMT -7
Seeing his grin, I can't help but let my own lips curl up in a smile. Sitting down on my rump, my tail bats the snow gently, the light flakes from the surface sticking to the soft strands. I can't help but forgive him for earlier, knowing he most likely has his reasons for doing such and I just watch as the gears turn in his mind.
"Alright. After helping me earlier, I won't say no to such a thing." I say to him, the smile still curling up my lips. I have a feeling, from both the way he spoke and the tone of his voice that it took a bit for him to say such. And a part of me wanted to get to know him better. He was a bit confusing at the moment... Plus, a meal and a rest would be nice.
At his offer to stay, I look up at him, dark-edged ears tipping forward slightly as my muzzle lifts a little. Considering I was a wanderer, permission to stay indefinitely meant quite a bit. “You’re sure?” I asked him softly, my tail swaying a little more. I wasn’t sure what to say so I just nodded again. “I’d like that, thank you Hale.” I tell him softly, ducking my head slightly now.
He may have been big and for the most part intimidating, but I had no doubt that there was any risk here from him. But that could have been just because of how I was, as well. It was hard for me to see anything but the good in others.
There were a rare few exceptions, like those who intended to bring me harm. Those who saw me and only saw me as being small, weak and an easy target... Small didn’t always mean weaker. But if I were facing a wolf like Hale, there was no competition necessary. I could tell he could rip me apart should he wish to do so. I doubted he did want such a thing.
“Thank you...” I murmur again, lifting golden eyes up once more.
[350 words. -w-]
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Post by Racing on Jan 22, 2013 23:02:42 GMT -7
A sigh of relief escaped Hale, and he bit down on the end of it, teeth clicking together harshly. No emotion shown on his face once more, because he was just unable to once he realized he was showing any. He locked them away as if his emotions were convicted serial killers, but then, to him, they were. Omi had agreed, to not only stay for a night and have dinner, but also to possibly stay... forever. No, Hale! No! Keep in mind, she is an omega! Dangerous! His thoughts shrieked at him, but Hale couldn't care any more. He just couldn't. Affording such a thing- caring-- it was almost painful at this point. One side of him was stoic and silent but demanded he leave her now, before Omi caused trouble for him and his Pack-not-Pack. Because Arria was his only pack, which made his Pack all of two wolves-- and that meant his Pack was not-Pack.
Hale's great body trembled for a half second before he was in motion again, nodding sharply to Omi. "Would you like to be left to your own devices now, or a tour, or... anything else?" At the end he faltered. See, Hale, for all of his born-Alpha, inherited-Alpha characteristics-- he had been born into the Alpha position, and then just took over and never had to deal with new wolves. So Hale didn't know what to do with himself, because for a long while Hale had been a solitary Alpha. Changing this so suddenly was devastating to his psyche. Hale's electric blue irises watched Omi, cold and distant suddenly. Demanding respect, craving power... An Alpha's way. Maybe not a good Alpha, but an Alpha nonetheless-- but Hale could be a good Alpha, given practice and time. Given more family, more friends, more Pack.
[301 words. Hell Is What You Make it (album) - Breathe Carolina , Blown Away - Carrie Underwood.]
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Post by Miss Ami on Jan 30, 2013 8:58:08 GMT -7
Hale’s question makes me think for a moment about the options presented. I’m not entirely sure that I want to be left alone in this strange and snowy land and risk something else happening, either something beyond my control or a slip-up because of my unfamiliarity with my surroundings and I don’t want to be a bother to him, either.
I take a deep breath, shifting slightly on my paws. “Uh...” I murmur softly just so he doesn’t think I’m ignoring him before my golden brown gaze turns to the snow around and below my front paws. How something so small and delicate can be deadly surprises me a little but I had decided after what happened to take it seriously. I do not want to be on the wrong side of it.
I manage to come to a decision after what feels to be hours though could only be a few short moments of thought and lack thereof. With my mind made up, I return my gaze to his blue one. “I think if it’s alright with you, Hale, I will just keep near you. I don’t know the land as well as you do and I think maybe just sitting somewhere safe seems like the best thing to do for the time being.”
I fall quiet after my little outpouring of words, realizing that half-way through it just becomes a mess of rambling. I glance away for a moment before looking towards him again.
“Unless you would prefer me to go elsewhere? I don’t mind, if you can tell me the safer places to be.” I’m being a bit over-cautious at the moment but it is always better to be safe than sorry, in my opinion. If I’m to stay here for longer than a few nights, I should hope to learn more about the land. I make a mental note to talk to Hale some about such, as well.
[321 words – Evanescence playlist, He Is We playlist, Fun. ft. Hayley Williams – Somebody That I Used To Know (Cover). It took forever to work something out that was the right size and it took a lot of music. XD; ]
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Post by Racing on Feb 2, 2013 23:04:02 GMT -7
His eyes sparked, and he smiled, a skewed grimace instead of a joyous beam. A ghost of a smile, is what is meant here-- a shadow, not even baring teeth. But then, Hale hadn't been a true wolf in a while. He'd been hiding in the shadows and living like a skeleton, and now he couldn't. He had pack, and maybe two friends instead of one. A miracle if he'd ever heard one. She would stay for a day or a few or even maybe all. Hale tilted his head at her words, nodding slowly. His understanding of the snow being a danger was great; for something so beautiful, why was it such a hassle? Creatures slipped and slid in it, it blocked dens and burrows and was cold. Come to think of it, the only good thing about it was that it made it easier to catch prey. And even then it was trouble, as the hunt was harder in the snow.
"Wise. The safer places on the mountains are lower, stay away from the cliffs and on the slow sloped mountains. The steeper slopes and cliffs are the real problems. There are tunnel systems connecting the mountains underneath-- my den is an entrance, at the top up there." Here Hale paused, to gesture up toward his den. Highest cliff, tallest mountain. "I wouldn't suggest going above ground if you're trying to get up there. You're not a bother to me so I don't mind if you stay near me. Actually... I was going to patrol the borders, so it'd be a good idea if you did." A ramble of words, strung together and stumbling. His vocals were still a bit of a snarl, but that was natural-- his low voice was natural. Still, he knew to one who could just hear the tone and not the words, an outsider, would see it as a threat. He hoped Omi wouldn't see it as such.
He wanted her to stay.
[325 words. New Horizons (album) - Flyleaf.]
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