Time for a Change [anybody female]

[Elegance Darkly]

It wasn't such a hard decision, looking back. Really, it wasn't even a decision. A mind-shift, maybe? Something totally beyond control. Beyond control, but not necessarily bad.

It wasn't even something she had really noticed. She had wanted to get away from the Mafia for a bit. That short break turned into a few months, and by the time she had been gone for more than half a year, she realized that she didn't want to go back. She wanted to keep walking, maybe even join a different pack. She wouldn't have to tell anybody about her past. Nightmare could carry on the Darkly name, and she'd find a new home, giving vague answers to questions about her past and only killing for the food.

This was, however, not the mind-shift that had her so concerned.

What concerned her was her new attraction.

It happened when she was passing another wolf. Nothing much, really. They had nodded at each other, two travelers going in different directions, one going north for whatever reason, the other one heading east, trying to escape the desert where they had crossed paths. There was nothing strange about it. However, glancing back at the other wolf, a thought sprang forward, demanding attention.

Would I sleep with her?

For Elegance Darkly, it wasn't such a strange question. Dealings in seduction and murder had been her forte since shortly after her second birthday. She was certainly pretty enough for the job, although her pregnancy from a few years ago had left a few scars on her figure. Her voice still retained it's pleasant lilt, and her eyes were still as bright as ever.

It was what those eyes were looking at that had changed.

Would I? she asked herself this as she left the desert, not really paying attention to directions at this point. She had slept with plenty of wolves. Plenty of male wolves. It wasn't so much for the pleasure as it was for what came later. The murder, the art that she made with the various pelts and entrails. That had been her life, her stress reliever, something fun and creative (albeit gruesome) with which to pass the time. Seducing dim-minded boys to gather materials for her artwork was about as bland and uninteresting as watching a jackalope hopping along. The potential for a good meal was there, but the ease at which it was obtained was frustratingly simple.

And then there was this.

There was never any attraction to her victims. She was using them. However, for a moment, glancing back at the other female, Elegance felt a funny sort of hitching in her chest. At first, she dismissed it as a sign of her inevitable aging. However, as she stole another glance, she began to draw a few lines in her head.

The other wolf was pretty in her own way. She was a bit short and a bit skinny, but otherwise attractive. As she and Elegance nodded at each other, there was a small spark of interest in her eyes, but only the sort of interest that one could expect from seeing another wanderer in the middle of the sandy death trap. If she had been male, Elegance would have pursued that spark. As it was, she was regretting that she hadn't.

Is this normal?

For the first time since her youth, Elegance began to question herself.

She lay with her head on her paws, dark wings stretched out to catch the sun. Her lion's tail flicked back and forth lazily. The rock beneath her was warm, almost too warm. Wriggling, Elegance sought a cooler spot to resume sunning herself.

It must be normal. I can't be the only one like this. Anyways, it might have only been that one wolf. Or maybe it's just a passing phase. I might be a bit old for phases, true, but that could be it...

She offered herself these few reassurances, although they did nothing to soothe her troubled mind.

Maybe it's not such a bad thing, though... she mused, licking her paw nervously, After all, I can't get pregnant by another girl. I certainly don't want another pup like Nightmare. she wrinkled her nose at the thought of her deadbeat son, growing fat and lazy somewhere, no doubt.

Anyways... she shook the thoughts of Nightmare from her head, What's wrong with this, right? I could use a little change...

And yet she still licked her paw, unable to stop herself. If nothing else, it gave her something else to think about.

[Chiyo]

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[Elegance Darkly]

Elegance froze in her nervous licking. Her ears pricked forward, then swiveled around. She had heard the grass rustle a bit, but she didn’t feel any wind…

Standing and folding her wings, she called out softly, ”Hello?” For the first time since her unfortunate encounter with the Yagi who had fathered her pups (against her will too, she thought with a wrinkle of her nose) a hint of fear crept into her voice. Normally she was certain of herself. She was Elegance Darkly. Her name alone said quite a bit about her personality. And yet…

Turning her head, she caught sight of a pair of horns. For a moment, her stomach dropped. Was it the same Yagi as before, coming back for a second round? She took a step back, lowering herself into a fighting stance. However, a second look and she realized that this Yagi was different. The first and most definitive difference being the fact that this one was female…

Elegance didn’t know whether to be relieved or not.

Jumping off of her perch, she approached the other wolf.

”What are you doing sneaking around here?” she demanded, mustering some of her old confidence, ”I hope that your not planning on stealing food, because, if so, you would be better off looking elsewhere. I haven’t got anything for you.” While she spoke, she flickered her eyes over the Yagi. The reddish-fur was pretty, and the horns were a bit intimidating, but suited her.

I could make such pretty art out of this… she thought, then shook the thought away. But I won’t. Because I don’t do that kind of thing anymore.

”Well? Are you going to answer, or just lay there in the grass. You do know that it doesn’t hide you at all, don’t you? You actually look a bit silly there. I suppose it wouldn’t be so strange if you were looking for food. You couldn’t stalk anything properly looking like that. Although, I suppose that if you covered your horns with leaves…” she stopped herself, then uttered a short, barking laugh, ”I’m sorry. I haven’t spoken to anybody in quite awhile now. At least… not anybody civilized. I must be rambling.”

She chided herself silently.

You sound like a ditzy pup! she thought, Stop chattering! Have you really lost yourself so much?
Without realizing it, she began to lick her paw again, although, once she noticed, she didn’t try to stop herself. It was much better to do this and await a response than allow her tongue to run ahead of her mind again.

[Chiyo]

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[Pantera]

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[atrb=background,http://heart-tails.com/images/sotes_stuff/panteramiddle.png] The sound of voices carried through the air as Pantera drew in closer toward the sound source. She was learning the lands, and studying them carefully to create a map within her mind, for when she needed it. The female was slightly frustrated at the current moment, due to foul minded young pups. However; she was used to it, and only rolled it off of her shoulders, and never took anything too personal. After all, no one knew her well enough, nor did she know anyone well enough to judge anybody. Pups were pups, and sooner or later they would know better, if they ever grew into adulthood with their mentality! Her thoughts ceased to exist about the pups she met as the voices got louder. Did you see that pretty bug that was flying around? Pantera spotted the two fae's as she revealed herself. That blue one up in the tree over yonder? She dipped her muzzle toward the pine tree pointing to where she thought she spotted a blue bug flying into. Her voice was calm and friendly, but her interior was of fury if stepped on the wrong way. She stood there and looked the two over and offered a simple wag of her lowered tail in greeting. Taking in their scents from where she stood, it was singed into her memory now; and no scent has ever been forgotten.