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The state of War<O,M>

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The state of War<O,M>

Postby Unoma on Sun Nov 30, 2008 4:41 pm

(This is mostly a bored post, but it is introducing a new character. No plans for him yet, but if anyone has any idea's, lemme know.)

The sound of waves crashing against a rocky cliff, echoed loudly throughout the quiet area. At the top of the cliff, a large male sat, staring out to the horizon. Watching the sun set slowly, mix-matched eyes, left being blue, right being black, stared at the colors of purple, blue and orange that spilled across the sky. A large sigh escaped the male slowly, his body relaxing as he exhaled. His face held no express, no emotion shone in his eyes.

The wind picked up slightly, brushing through his multicolored fur. His fur was something he was also proud of, the coloration's of brown, gray, and yellow danced throughout his body. Blue and black covered his back, making a line from the shaggy fur on his head, down his back to the tip of his tail. Small bits of the coat coloration can be seen every once in a while throughout the blue. The fur on the back of each leg was tipped in a soft purple color, along with the tip of his tail. Shaggy fur fell over his eyes and down the back of his neck like a mane.

The male sat, watching the surrounding area, with little to no interest. It had been a year since his banishment and those memories were creeping back to him, like a common cold that would no go away. Taking in a deep breath, the male closed his eyes and thought back to his pup hood days. The days of no worries and love ambushing him endlessly. The happy days. Oh how he misses those days, and wish he could go back to his homelands and regain the trust and love he once had. To feel the warmth of his lovely mother would be heaven on earth at this moment. Oh those days....

//Flashback//

He lowered his body towards the ground, a low growl erupting from his throat. A green and black male sat, staring lazily into the distance in front of him. He moved slowly towards the young male with ease and grace, keeping his movement slow and silent. When he was near enough, he lunged at the young male and tackled him. The two males erupted into a pit of laughter as they rolled around nipping at each other playfully. It was three months before his banishment, three months before War turned a year old. He was tackling his brother Dariamus, who was born last, therefore making him the youngest. War always made sure Dariamus remembered that.

The two rolled around and chased each other, until a slender, yellow and white female moved towards them slowly. A smile graced her maw, as her green eyes shone with complete delight. She nodded her head to them slowly and automatically the males stopped and turned their attention towards her without protest or question. They sat at attention, as she moved closer towards them and sat in front of them. Nuzzling both boys, she smiled at them and sat back to speak.

"Dariamus and War, your father and your uncle has gone hunting. Darimus, go find your sisters, Daimaia and Sparkle. War, go find your brother Zervious. All of you go to the den and wait for your father, he should be back any minute."

The two nodded and took off in different direction. War moved slowly out of the den clearing and into the woods, yelling out Zervious name every few minutes. As he ventured further into the woods, he heard a loud growl and a whimper following it shortly. Curiosity breached him as he moved towards the scene. Peering through the bushes, he watched a black and silver male ripped the throat out of a crimson and brown male. Gasping quietly, he saw it was Zervious ripping Xaviar's throat out. His father! He stepped back in shock, but Zervious looked up and saw him. Growling loudly, Zervious leaped at War, tackling him to the ground, pinning him.

" WAR! You noise little brat. What are you doing here?"

"Fa-a-ther. You killed him. You...you KILLED HIM."

War let a loud growl erupt from his throat, as he pushed his brother off of him, and biting into his shoulder. Zervious shook violently trying to release himself, while trying to turn his body to bite War. Ripping a piece of Zervious flesh, War leaped backwards and looked at his brother. Lunging forward, he attacked again and again, until he brother was laying on the ground, shaking from the loss of blood. War stood over his brothers barely alive body, breathing heavily.

" What the..War what did you do?"

Turning his head quickly, War saw his mother, siblings and the elders standing not far off watching him, shock expressed on each of their faces. His mother moved towards him slowly, narrowing her eyes and lowering her head, she watched him with interest, stopping a few feet from him. The elders stepped forward a few feet silently, as his siblings stood back in disbelief. His mother looked up at him, her head still low.

"What did you do, War?"

" Mothe-er. He...He killed father...and I tried to stop him and he tried to kill me."

War turned to his fallen brother and growled loudly. Fur stood up, as he bared his fangs at his brother. Lowering his head towards his brother. His brother pushed himself up, groaning in pain. He moved towards their mother and laid his body against her, facing War. Zarvious nuzzled their mother slowly, but her eyes never left War.

" LIAR! He is lying. HE is the one who killed father......he...he did it."

"Mother why would I lie about such a thing. Father...father was everything to me."

War stood in disbelief as his brother, Zarvious, began to sob softly. Their mother nuzzled Zarvious, trying to comfort him. War was completely shocked. Zarvious was a good, the bastard. He was turning them against him. How could he do such a thing....How could he. War looked up to noticed the elders moving towards Zarvious and helping him walk towards the den clearing. Four warriors, moved into the area and came upon War. Nudging him, they pushed him towards the right, away from everyone. He looked back to notice his mother turn and walk away, shaking her head lightly. His sisters did the same, yet Dariamus stood there staring at him.

They walked for a mile or two, before coming to a spare den in the lands. The warriors pushed him into it and stood there. Three moved outside, as the lead warrior walked towards War and stood in front of him. War then began to pace right to left in the den. Confused and slightly pissed off.

" How can they not believe me...."

" We will bring you food, there is a small cave stream in the back for water. You will wait here until the elders decided what to do."

With that the lead warrior turned and left. Outside the cave, he could hear him giving orders for two warriors to stand guard at the entrance and he shall not leave. No matter what. War, by this time was exhausted from the battle and the shock of events that happened today. Laying down at the right of the cave he thought about what they would do. Would they sentence him to death? These thoughts lingered in his mind, until he fell asleep.

" War....War....War..."

A voice was echoing in his head. At first he thought it was his fathers, until he opened his eyes slowly and saw a black and green figure standing by him. Raising his head, he looked at his younger brother with a sigh of relief. Shifting his body, he raised himself until he was in a sitting position. He looked at his brother, the expression of shame and sorrow splashed on his face.

" Dariamus...what are you doing here brother. You will get in trouble......I didn't kill dad."

" I know War. I know how Zarvious is. He is convincing and sneaky."

" So you believe me! What am I going to do?"

" I am going to talk to mother and see if she can talk the elders into believing you...or at least a lesser punishment. But I can't stay. The other guard will be back soon. Take care of yourself brother."

War watched his brother slip out of the den and off into the wood. He was happy his brother believed him. It was a relief to have someone on his side. Now if he could only convince the others. Sighing lightly, he laid back down and drifted off to sleep. Worried and even a little scared for his life.

Three months passed, and the warriors came to him. Surrounding him, they told him to go to the den clearing. The warriors kept close to make sure he didn't run off. As they came to the clearing he saw all the pack members gathered around the elders. They moved out of the way and whispers among themselves about him, as he walked with shame towards the elders. Stopping in front of them, he raised his head to look at each other, a sigh escaping his body.

" War...we have come to a conclusion. Your brother and mother seem to believe that the death sentence would be to harsh since your father picked you to lead the pack after his death. Yet, we cannot let this go unpunished. We have decided what to do with you. You are to be BANISHED. You will never enter these lands again, or it will be your death."

War stepped back in shock, looking to his mother, she looked away from him when their eyes met. He saw the glimmer of tears stream her face. Dariamus stood beside her and gave War a soft smile. His sisters wouldn't even look at him. Then, his attention fall on Zarvious. A sly smile was graced upon his maw, as his eyes shone of achievement. He had won. The next in line after War was Zarvious. Their father dead, and him banished, Zarvious would lead this pack. War feared it would be destroyed. Turning his attention back to the elders, he sighed lightly.

"Do you wish to say anything War?"

"Actually...yeah. Yeah I do. I feel for every one of you, for making the biggest mistake of your life. You are going to let a killer lead your pack and kick a defender out. You will regret it...and don't come looking for me when this pack starts to fall apart because of that useless piece of sh*t. My pride and honor are still intact, for I know I am innocent. The rest of yours will surely fall."

Turning he walked away from the gathering, barely noticing the shocked looks on the elders faces. Yet he did catch his mothers. She held a look that seemed to be convinced he was innocent, yet it was to late. She moved towards him to speak, yet he kept walking.

//Flashback end.//

It had been a year. He heard news that Dariamus left the pack right after him. Yet heard nothing on the packs standing. A sigh escaped him deeply, as the sun had finally set and darkness spilled over the lands. It was his life. Something that will never leave him. A tormented soul lost in the past.
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Re: The state of War<O,M>

Postby Arlette on Mon Dec 01, 2008 7:56 am

OOC Introducing Arlette.

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Arlette was a creature of seduction. Every move was executed with a natural grace, every breath taken with an innate serenity. Words with spoken with an attitude that leaned towards what one might call prude, though Arlette seemed to consider herself rather poised amd collected. But tonight, ha.

Tonight, the gorgeous female, with a coat of the prettiest opink you had ever seen, adorned with golden chains linking and ran throughout her body, clinking with every step, and eyes of the darkest obsidian, walked alone. And tonight, she would defy even her own laws and etiquette.

Her eyes glimmered in what light was left of the day as her dainty, feminine figure seemed to float gracefully down the coastline, a slight tune humming from her lips. "And I'm here right beside you.." Her eyes glittered in the cadence of colors that shone in the twilight, her steps quiet and soft upon the white sands of the shoreline.

The sounds of waves crashing against the rocky break vibrated through her elegant profile. "The lights in the sky are waving goodbye.." A slight smile slid upon her pretty face as the wind shifted direction, only slightly, to reveal the scent of another. Her muzzle lifted just a little, and her black, glorious eyes waivered for a moment on the figure standing at the top of the cliffs that lined the shore.

Arlette did not stop walking at the sight of the handsome male, whose eyes seemed to halt as his mind wandered into the past.

She simply kept walking, extending each foot outwards and down in such an elegant manner one would assume she was something of royalty. Her regalty however, was not something that she bragged over or overexposed. She was simply Arlette, walking down the shoreline, watching a man upon the cliffs. Her eyes twinkled as they lingered over him. She would say not a word to him, only watch from this distance of up and down, and continue to sing her beautiful song. A voice so light and beautiful carried tiself from within the confines of her body..

"I am staying right beside you."

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OOC Lyrics: "Lights in the Sky," by Nine Inch Nails.
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Re: The state of War<O,M>

Postby Unoma on Mon Dec 01, 2008 9:00 am

The moon was bright and glowing, it reflected off the ocean, glittering with perfection. A loud sigh escaped the large, muscular male. The past was still haunting him, and he knew it was something he would never escape. Being alone for year, he became quite withdrawn away from the world. Traveling from place to place, he could never seem to find himself a home. He met many wolves, and was offered to join many packs, yet each one that was offered to him, he rejected. He was terrified to venture back into the pack world. Terrified such events may happen again.

His eyes drifted to the shoreline, watching the waves curl into the sand and slide back out, as if teasing the shore. Playing with the sand, like telling it, it is wanted then sliding back out as if to change it's mind. The wind had slowed down lightly, yet it still brushed though his fur softly, moving with each strand of fur, like a dance between lovers. Left blue eye and right black eyes, focused softly as a figure seemed to walk along the shoreline. At first, he paid little attention to it, turning his head up and staring out into the dark horizon.

Yet his eyes did shift every once in awhile back to the figure on the beach. The figure moved into the moonlight, the glittering light shining off it's figure, to show him it was a beautiful pink colored female. His eyes widen lightly at the female, for she was the most beautiful thing he had ever seen. She moved with grace and ease, like the world bended to her movements, making her move like an angel, floating even. The female looked up at him, he stared back down at her, with shock and pleasure.

War, did not love. He had forgotten what it was exactly. The female below him was beautiful, yet he did not even think about getting feelings for such a creature. Yet, lust was a different story. He was a male after all, and lust was just in his nature. His blood. Standing, he turned and walked away from the cliff, disappearing completely out of her sight. He walked down the hill and turned right, moving through rocks, leaping over some and walking over others, until his paws landed on soft sand. He moved slowly across the sand, as the crash of waves echoed even louder into his ears.

He turned right and looked down the beach looking for the female. His eyes darted upwards at the cliff he was just on, back downs to the sand that carried on for miles. Not far in the distance though there the female stood. Taking in a deep breath, he moved towards her slowly. Muscles ripping through his fur with every movement. He stopped about twenty or so feet from the female, turning his body to where he faces the ocean, he stared out at it softly before turning his head back towards the female. His head was held high and his large body stood with a stance of pride. His tail tilted to the side, laying against his back leg that was facing the female.

He didn't know what to say to her. He didn't even know if he wanted to talk to her. Maybe he was dreaming. An angel falling from heaven, and gracing him in his dreams. Yes...it had to be a dream. Things of such beauty did not walk among this hell of earth. They couldn't. To curse their beautiful souls in such a way would be a horror. A horror, that was to real. He stared at her, unsure why he even left the cliff. Why he ventured down to this sandy bottom, just to stand here and stare at the angel before him. But that was all he could do. Words could not form in his mouth, all he could do was stand there and stare.
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Re: The state of War<O,M>

Postby Arlette on Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:18 am

To just keep walking down the coast would quite simply be very rude, and for sure quite distasteful. and that would be so unlike Arlette on so many different levels. Arlette was a creature of etiquette, or manners. At a young age, everything she would every need to know in order to function properly within any society was taught to her. Etiquette of many cultures was hard-pressed into her nature, and it was so often that she used this etiquette, and these manners, that they became nothing other than innate.

The female of such well-breeding watched as the male's attention turned to her, his eyes, each a different color, seemed glued to her, and as he turned away and moved out of view down the face of the cliff. He reappeared upon the beach with a quiet thud of paws against sand, and approached. Arlette turned her head slightly, watching his movements as she herself moved forward, closing the gap between them. Though some might call that brave, approaching another, most definitely a stranger, in such a way that she seemed intrigued by his presence, to be so curious, (even so bold), Arlette simply did it.

It was not a matter of being bold, or being curious. It was a manner, of well, manners.

The male stopped, but Arlette continued to close the gap until she was within six feet of the stranger. Her eyes sparkled politely in the moonlight, while her pink coat seemed to sparkle as well, thin goolden chains reflecting a golden light that seemed to surround her. she gave the male a smile, an expression she seemed to wear quite a bit. It fit her so well, it came so natural to her. Smiling, to Arlette, was as easy as breathing. Even breathing had its' beauty, as did her smile. It was quite pretty on her face, a reveal of pretty tetth, all pearly whites in a row.

Arlette tipped her head in a bow, tail flashing out with its black tip in what appeared to be an elegant courtsy. Her ears, lined in black as well, pricked forwards as she lowered her head, her ears replacing the need for sight as she bowed, turning her eyes to the crashing waves. After a moment, she raised herself, brining her black, soft gaze to that mixed colored stare of War.

In the moonlight, the female moved her eyes over his face, then turned her gaze to the waves for a quick moment. She inhaled the beautiful scent of the ocean, of the sands, of the stranger before her, and turned her attention once more to him, being the first to speak, to break the silence that made the two individuals strangers. "Nothing compares to a quiet evening alone." she gave a quiet laugh, a sound sweeter than the scent of honeysuckle and crisp, clear, creekwater than Arlette seemed to emit. "My name is Arlette,"


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OOC She is freaking cute.
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Re: The state of War<O,M>

Postby Unoma on Mon Dec 01, 2008 10:34 am

The sound of waves crashing quickly muffled as everything became still around him. Nothing moved, nothing made a sound, as he watched the female walk towards him. It seemed like it was only him and her in the world. Her movements of grace and ease mesmerized him. She came closer and closer, until she stopped in front of him. Her smile was heaven, her scent was breathtaking, her beauty up close was heart stopping.

Everything crashed at the same time. The noise of the waves and the wind brushing through him over flooded him quickly. He exhaled quickly as trying to realize it was realm. SHE was real. This was not a dream. Oh lord, it was real. The mane that shagged over his eyes blew lightly in the wind. He was much larger than the female before him. He wasn't as big as a dire, but if you put him next to one and looked from a distance they would look the same size, but he was a few inches smaller.

She spoke, and the words tingled his ears with pleasure. Her voice was soft and sweet, just like an angel. She spoke of her name being Arlette, but that name he did not accept. He knowledge it well, and respected it, for it was a beautiful name, but he couldn't accept it. She was an angel, heaven sent. Arlette did not fit her. Angel should be her name, beauty should be her power and heaven should be her realm. Closing his eyes slowly, he breathed in her sweet scent, relaxing greatly. Opening his mismatched eyes, he gave her a soft smile, and oh was it a handsome smile.

" Arlette is it? I do not believe such a name fits you. You are the angel from my dreams. A wisp of beauty in this foul place. The scent of roses and heaven basking in a beautiful scene of waterfalls and love. If you do not mind, I would rather call you Angel. Dream Angel."

He was a romantic, that was for sure. He spoke from his soul, very in touch with his feelings unlike many males. He stepped a foot closer towards the female, looking down at her slender, beautiful, pink form. He kept smiling at her, as his eyes bore into her's.

" My name is War. What brings something so pure and beautiful as you to these hell lands? Something like you should be pampered somewhere full of beautiful things. Yet, I doubt anything could match your beauty."
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