Post by Twilight on Nov 9, 2008 17:38:57 GMT -5
[Feel me?]
Wicked Lovely
[See me?]
Adolescent
[Standing in the middle]
Female
[Of the moon fondled]
She is a pure white Fae, with a long and lithe body.
Her back legs are slightly bigger than her front ones, though it is barely noticeable. As of with all wolves, she has a mouth full of ivory daggers, that cut each throat that get's to near. Her orbes are a stunning blue, with small fragments of a deep amber or gold in them.
[Pocket fillen with]
She is shy and rarely speaks, though she will if she has too. She tries to be a non violent person, but... At times rage get's the best of her and she loses her control.
[My tears of change]
Kiyone
[Watch me?]
Whose past is filled with murder, hate, and worry?
Only those without the ability to forget the awfully tarnished memories of the slaughter of all other who were not saved.. To whom were not granted the leadership of a hero, we all read about in books and ancient scrolls. It's what we all dream about, is it not? being the hero, just for once. To not have others save us, and to, at the end, gain all the attention in the honor of being the hero.
Are there really any hero's in this, what we call a world? Where greed and hate blind the seeing and guide the blind. The two main functions of what he have, or want.
Hate and greed
Many believe them to be the cause of murder and most of the deaths on our planet. Is that right?
Or isn't it?
Is making fun of someone, or even blaming them because they hated. Hatred being one of the most natural emotions we have... And blaming them beause of the way they acted or what decision they decided to go with.
But, while taking into consideration the fact that some, who do not act out of hatred or
greed... but those who are just... Crazy?
The ones who minds just, snap?
Because of the actions of others... For reasons that even they can't say?
Snowfire thought of this as she slowly padded in a direction that even she didn't know. She just let her pure ivory paws take her where ever they pleased.
Most wolves, she thought, would have run, she would have.. When she was a pup.
"When I was a pup..."
She almost sighed as the words came out of her mouth.
She had been here when she was a pup, followed her alpha. Ryuubi.
They had never quite gotten alone well, but... After a while they were fine.
She had not met many others here, that she got along with.
As she had been inpatient and annoying when she was a pup. She had never taken the time to help, or even take in the rules and joys of the world around her.
But that had all changed when she left Blossom Forest.
She had met an old, human, healer. He taught her, during the time of only two moons. The most important information that she had ever known. She had taut her to be patient, and take every second for granted. She had never really taken the time to look at the world before that, she had always rushed to get to the most exciting part of her life, instead to waiting for it to unfold itself.
After two moons, the healer died... He never really spoke, but when he did. She didn't understand it much.. But she would always take time to think of the sound that came out of that humans mouth, take it into consideration and play with it a bit in her mind.
When he died she didn't know what to do at first, but then left off on her own. After mourning awhile over the dead man.
She met up with a gentle and caring pack. They took her in, and accepted her like she had been born in the pack.
But then...
Snowfire felt a shudder sun down her spine. She didn't like to even think about that part of her past. The part that made her blood run cold, the fury that clenched her heart. And it was ALL her fault...
A blood thirsty pack had attacked them. They said that they knew Snowfire, although she had no Idea who they were.
They said that her father had betrayed them, and killed their queen.
But, her father had been a gentle, caring wolf. Not one that was to deceive others.
They attack, as they were so much stronger than the little pack Snowfire was in.
Two wolves held her back, she had just been a teen then, And the wolves who were holding her back were two HUGE male wolves.
She watched in horror as her new family was killed, from elders to pups.
hours later, when all the bodies of her family had been devoured by the blood lusting pack right in front of her eyes, they let her go.
for months she, more or less curled up in a ball and let misery have her. She didn't know what to think of herself, she blamed herself for it all. if she hadn't followed Ryuubi and had stayed with the pack, then she would have still been with her original pack, with her father.
Or even if that, that wolf had successfully pushed her off the cliff when she had tried to talk Kuraio out of being taught by that.. That wolf.
Then her new family would have been safe, right?
Right at that moment, another memorie entered her mind. Kuraio. The pup she had annoyed to no end.
She smiled in spite of herself, he had... Or was, very annoyed with her. He was one of the reasons she had left Blossom forest. She had had no other friends, and they he was bent on the fact that that brute would be able to train him into becoming a strong wolf.
How naive she seemed to be to herself as a pup now.
if Kuraio wanted to be trained, she should have let him be and let him be trained.
The only thing that she worried about was the fact that if the brute had tried to kill her, then what would he do if he got mad at Kuraio?
Would he kill him, just like he had tried to kill her?
She shook her head, she didn't know, maybe he was already dead, and she had spend all, every time she saw him, that time, only to annoy him.
She looked up from her paws, as her head had slowly drifted downward. her blue pools scanning the area to where her paws has taken her. It took her twice the time, as her right eye was blind.
As well as her pure Ivory pelt, was rained by thousands of tiny pinks scars... From the blood thirst pack, for their way of letting someone go, was chasing them and fighting them until they got too far out of the pack lands that they needed to retreat. She didn't look like she were a young adult, or even act like it.
Then Snowfire stopped abruptly, she had reached the border of a pack. One that she had not seen before, even she had been here as pup. The scent did not strike a memory in her brain.
Was this what she was supposed to do? Just wait here until she was discovered, and then when no one cared about the fae at the border, she would turn away. Declining what her subconscious mind was telling her to do.
or, would she raise her maw, and accept the decision of her subconsciousness...
What would be the good in declining it, it would only cause more problems. Wouldn't it?
Without even thinking again about it, she raised her maw to the sky and let out an sweet short howl. Careful not to cross the border of the pack. As then the alpha or alphas would have the reason t kill her, and that... She could wait a while before experiencing.
Player: T-t-twilight! =D
Wicked Lovely
[See me?]
Adolescent
[Standing in the middle]
Female
[Of the moon fondled]
She is a pure white Fae, with a long and lithe body.
Her back legs are slightly bigger than her front ones, though it is barely noticeable. As of with all wolves, she has a mouth full of ivory daggers, that cut each throat that get's to near. Her orbes are a stunning blue, with small fragments of a deep amber or gold in them.
[Pocket fillen with]
She is shy and rarely speaks, though she will if she has too. She tries to be a non violent person, but... At times rage get's the best of her and she loses her control.
[My tears of change]
Kiyone
[Watch me?]
Whose past is filled with murder, hate, and worry?
Only those without the ability to forget the awfully tarnished memories of the slaughter of all other who were not saved.. To whom were not granted the leadership of a hero, we all read about in books and ancient scrolls. It's what we all dream about, is it not? being the hero, just for once. To not have others save us, and to, at the end, gain all the attention in the honor of being the hero.
Are there really any hero's in this, what we call a world? Where greed and hate blind the seeing and guide the blind. The two main functions of what he have, or want.
Hate and greed
Many believe them to be the cause of murder and most of the deaths on our planet. Is that right?
Or isn't it?
Is making fun of someone, or even blaming them because they hated. Hatred being one of the most natural emotions we have... And blaming them beause of the way they acted or what decision they decided to go with.
But, while taking into consideration the fact that some, who do not act out of hatred or
greed... but those who are just... Crazy?
The ones who minds just, snap?
Because of the actions of others... For reasons that even they can't say?
Snowfire thought of this as she slowly padded in a direction that even she didn't know. She just let her pure ivory paws take her where ever they pleased.
Most wolves, she thought, would have run, she would have.. When she was a pup.
"When I was a pup..."
She almost sighed as the words came out of her mouth.
She had been here when she was a pup, followed her alpha. Ryuubi.
They had never quite gotten alone well, but... After a while they were fine.
She had not met many others here, that she got along with.
As she had been inpatient and annoying when she was a pup. She had never taken the time to help, or even take in the rules and joys of the world around her.
But that had all changed when she left Blossom Forest.
She had met an old, human, healer. He taught her, during the time of only two moons. The most important information that she had ever known. She had taut her to be patient, and take every second for granted. She had never really taken the time to look at the world before that, she had always rushed to get to the most exciting part of her life, instead to waiting for it to unfold itself.
After two moons, the healer died... He never really spoke, but when he did. She didn't understand it much.. But she would always take time to think of the sound that came out of that humans mouth, take it into consideration and play with it a bit in her mind.
When he died she didn't know what to do at first, but then left off on her own. After mourning awhile over the dead man.
She met up with a gentle and caring pack. They took her in, and accepted her like she had been born in the pack.
But then...
Snowfire felt a shudder sun down her spine. She didn't like to even think about that part of her past. The part that made her blood run cold, the fury that clenched her heart. And it was ALL her fault...
A blood thirsty pack had attacked them. They said that they knew Snowfire, although she had no Idea who they were.
They said that her father had betrayed them, and killed their queen.
But, her father had been a gentle, caring wolf. Not one that was to deceive others.
They attack, as they were so much stronger than the little pack Snowfire was in.
Two wolves held her back, she had just been a teen then, And the wolves who were holding her back were two HUGE male wolves.
She watched in horror as her new family was killed, from elders to pups.
hours later, when all the bodies of her family had been devoured by the blood lusting pack right in front of her eyes, they let her go.
for months she, more or less curled up in a ball and let misery have her. She didn't know what to think of herself, she blamed herself for it all. if she hadn't followed Ryuubi and had stayed with the pack, then she would have still been with her original pack, with her father.
Or even if that, that wolf had successfully pushed her off the cliff when she had tried to talk Kuraio out of being taught by that.. That wolf.
Then her new family would have been safe, right?
Right at that moment, another memorie entered her mind. Kuraio. The pup she had annoyed to no end.
She smiled in spite of herself, he had... Or was, very annoyed with her. He was one of the reasons she had left Blossom forest. She had had no other friends, and they he was bent on the fact that that brute would be able to train him into becoming a strong wolf.
How naive she seemed to be to herself as a pup now.
if Kuraio wanted to be trained, she should have let him be and let him be trained.
The only thing that she worried about was the fact that if the brute had tried to kill her, then what would he do if he got mad at Kuraio?
Would he kill him, just like he had tried to kill her?
She shook her head, she didn't know, maybe he was already dead, and she had spend all, every time she saw him, that time, only to annoy him.
She looked up from her paws, as her head had slowly drifted downward. her blue pools scanning the area to where her paws has taken her. It took her twice the time, as her right eye was blind.
As well as her pure Ivory pelt, was rained by thousands of tiny pinks scars... From the blood thirst pack, for their way of letting someone go, was chasing them and fighting them until they got too far out of the pack lands that they needed to retreat. She didn't look like she were a young adult, or even act like it.
Then Snowfire stopped abruptly, she had reached the border of a pack. One that she had not seen before, even she had been here as pup. The scent did not strike a memory in her brain.
Was this what she was supposed to do? Just wait here until she was discovered, and then when no one cared about the fae at the border, she would turn away. Declining what her subconscious mind was telling her to do.
or, would she raise her maw, and accept the decision of her subconsciousness...
What would be the good in declining it, it would only cause more problems. Wouldn't it?
Without even thinking again about it, she raised her maw to the sky and let out an sweet short howl. Careful not to cross the border of the pack. As then the alpha or alphas would have the reason t kill her, and that... She could wait a while before experiencing.
Player: T-t-twilight! =D