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Post by Arkham on Mar 11, 2011 2:49:23 GMT -5
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You touch these tired eyes of mine
The stars were explosively scattered across the dark night sky, vivid white streams soaking in the air. In the deserted wasteland, tramping through the snow, was a robust figure, his shaded green fur rippling in the wind. He was walking with purpose, but his head was tilted back, staring up at the sky, as if the stars were his guides, and he was following them to his destination.
And map my face out line by line
Eventually his paw slipped and Arkham stumbled forward a bit. Realizing that he should probably pay attention to where he was going, he pulled his gaze down and focused on what was in front of him. His head was in the clouds. He had been distracted these days. His life was like a dream, or perhaps, a nightmare. His world had been turned upside down, the very fabric of his self being torn into many tiny, confused pieces.
And somehow growing old feels fine
The brute sighed. He might have looked noble where he was (aside from the slip), a fine specimen of the Yagi breed, an impressive height and mighty stance. But inside, he was feeling desolate, empty. He had survived a broken heart, children, and was about to step paw into something so far from his will, it frightened him. Still, he longed for completeness. Something he had never found himself wanting. Another heavy sigh left him and he plodded down the cold, snow cased dirt, continuing on to nowhere. The Tundra was a good place to wander without a destination.
I listen close for I'm not smart
He didn't see his mate very much anymore. And when he did it was usually right before her emerald orbs closed peacefully, leading her into a fitful slumber. There was too much going on for anyone to really relax. They barely spoke, they hardly touched. Arkham couldn't even remember the last time they had made love. She had become the new Empress of her home, and he, the Emperor. Pack life was still new to the brute, let alone leading one. There wasn't really anything to lead. While his son, Cedrus was more than happy about the change, his daughter Maggie, had not been. At first he had been angry and maybe a little embarrassed at her outburst when she heard the news. But now he could understand. She was very much like himself. Her Spirit hard to contain, hard to tame.
You wrap your thoughts in works of art
Arkham halted abruptly, inhaling the cold air heavily. He'd give anything to clear his mind. He'd give anything for a reassuring touch. And right there, under the cruel light of the moon, the brute cried silently. He was great full for what he had received in life. His mate. His children. A chance to right his wrongs. But it was all too much at this point. His old self screamed at him to run from it all. But his paws didn't even twitch. He wasn't going anywhere.
And they're hanging on the walls of my heart.
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Post by Cypress on Mar 11, 2011 15:43:06 GMT -5
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The chilly night gave way only to shadows as the small female yagi lopped across it. Her green eyes were burning with determination as she hounded a displaced fox. It may have had speed and agility, but she had endurance and perseverance. She was chasing it down, wanting to kill and eat it, then maybe take its fur back home. Earlier she had left some food at the den for her children, but now she was hunting for herself. In the back of her mind she noted that Cedrus and Maggie should be old enough to start accompanying them on hunts. Maybe tomorrow she would ask Cedrus to come...well after she remarked the borders.
It was hard to rule a land in which few lived. They had such a large territory, yet so few to make it alive. The spring was coming, so maybe more wolves would wander north. She could only hope. Even though she had claimed the pack as her own, she was still doing all the hunting. So it was no wonder that she rarely saw her family. Between marking the borders, patrolling for intruders, or new members, and keeping her family and few members well fed, it was a more than full time job. She needed to appoint a new Captain.
The fox took a sharp left and Cypress was caught off guard, she turned to follow. However a slick patch in the thawing snow sent her paws out from under her. She slipped and tumbled to the ground knocking the wind out of her as she rolled a few feet. Dazed, she shook her head and blinked. Of course. It got away. With a sigh of defeat, the young Empress pushed herself to all fours, shaking the snow off of her brown and green pelt.
She didn't feel hurt, so it was a lucky break in that respect. She was so tired, yet at the same time burning with a sense of duty that helped her to get up and get on with the day. She sniffed the air, hoping to find something else to hunt. Instead, she could sense Arkham nearby. Actually very close. She had been so engrossed in thought and deed that she didn't see him on the crest of a hill not to far off.
Her poorly docked tail wavered in delight and her ears folded back as she smiled to herself. When was the last time she and he had time together? She moved toward him, longing for his warmth. Hunting could wait.
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Post by Arkham on Mar 12, 2011 23:15:55 GMT -5
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I may not have the softest touch
Ruby orbs glittered with a thousand stars as they peered upward again, unaware of the hunting femora. Was he praying to a God he didn't believe in? No. He was asking for guidance from his mother. A mother whom he had never met, but knew she hadn't been here since the day he was born. Was it his fault she went away? For years he resented her thought for giving out on him, and leaving him alone with the likes of his bastard father. Whom left him soon enough too, but, it was his choice to do so. Did she have a choice? Arkham had choices. Arkham had had countless choices through his life. Most he abused, and rather enjoyed at the time. But these choices were hard. These weren't just about him. Any action he did now could, and would have consequences. With a grunt, the brute shook out his muscular frame. His old self was laughing at him.
I may not say the words as such
As the brooding, hearltess cackle sounded in his ears, so did those of pawsteps. Right ear twitched twitched and swiveled to locate the sound. Once found, his nose did the same, tasting the oncoming female. His body remained as stiff as the snow underpaw, ruby orbs blinking to rid them of the last few drops of water that ran down his wet face. It was Cypress, his mate. He felt almost nervous at her approach, like a little boy who had revealed his crush. It certainly felt like the beginning given the current situation.
And though I may not look like much
He waited for her to greet him before turning his rounded head to lay upon hers. A deep sigh escaped his sharp muzzle, eyes closing tight to just marinate in her presence. Settling his racing thoughts, the brute looked toward the twinkling sky once more, and thanked his mother silently for sending Cupressus his way. For giving him the courage to pursue, and the strength to fall in love with her. I'm yours
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Post by Cypress on Mar 13, 2011 10:14:59 GMT -5
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She did not speak as she approached him. She crept under him to nuzzle next to his chest, careful that her sleek horns did not hit him. With a few licks of greeting and a happy little whine, she snuggled in with a sigh. It felt like a burden was lifted as she felt him next to her. He had that affect on her, his strength was a calming force that she would never had imagined.
It was almost as if they did not need words to express how much they needed each other. As long as they could have moments like these, nothing else mattered. She inhaled his musk, and nipped his neck gently. Sure the pack was not much, but it was her home. She needed to figure out how to get more wolves to see that. However, those matters could wait. As an alpha she had the right to work those things out at her leisure.
Now she needed her mate, and he needed her. They had not had much time since she became Empress. She owed it to him to give him the affection he sought, he had been so supportive. She licked under his chin a few times. She was coming into heat, so her scent would be more powerful. Cementing their bond would be good for both of them.
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Post by Arkham on Mar 23, 2011 1:43:58 GMT -5
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Arkham busied himself grooming his mate but careful as to not do it too rough; he did not want to harm her... Ears relaxed upon his skull, tail coiling and uncoiling on the icy ground. This is what he had waited for. His heart ached as the painful longing slowly slipped from his body.
The Emperor pondered what to say. He didn't really want to break the silence, but he knew the sound of her voice would be just as calming. Licking his lips, he heaved a sigh. "I've missed you." He snuggle closer, returning her licks. He allowed a moment's silence to pass, digging his teeth into Cypresses thickly furred nape, in a soft, massaging motion.
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Post by Cypress on Mar 23, 2011 10:02:11 GMT -5
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She did not resist any of his coddling, if she were a cat she would have purred in delight. It was very nice just to have the two of them on the cool, moonlit night. Her ears twitched when he spoke, and her eyes glittered with emotion as she looked up at him. "I've missed you too...." She turned her face away to give him a better angel at her scruff.
"I'm sorry I've been so busy..." She leaned into him, enjoying his amorous touches and gestures. It was hard to believe that they could be so tender with one another, considering their past. Her poorly docked tail wavered happily. A slight breeze sent a few bits of snow into the air from the ground. There was so much she wanted to say, but she didn't want to bring up business in the short time they had together. She turned her body a little so the ice didn't get in her eyes. Her rump now leaned on him.
She lifted her head once more and licked under his chin, " Thank you...for being here for me." It really did mean a lot to her. She could not have mustered the courage with out his help. Yet it was a little bittersweet....she knew he was more of a loner at heart. She had to find a way to make him happy as well. But how?
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Post by Arkham on Apr 1, 2011 21:17:08 GMT -5
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His licking continued, albeit lightly as he dropped his head to rub it softly on hers as she spoke. A long time ago he wouldn't be this affectionate to anyone. It didn't surprise him any more like it used to though, it came totally naturally with Cupressus. It felt too right to question it.
He smiled at her as she thanked him. He'd say the same but she knew this already. She did what no one could ever do, and perhaps even saved his life. And not just from death. She had blessed him with children, and her love. The brute closed his eyes and nuzzled his mate, words only meant so much. He felt it easier to express himself with his small displays of affection.
He drew in a deep breath, nose flaring, taking her in. Ruby orbs opened slowly as her scent filled his senses, his manhood kicking slightly to confirm what he was thinking. She was coming into heat. His bobbed tail wavered lightly behind him, and his soft nibbles became a little more harder, lingering a little longer each time on her neck. At this close, Cypress would no doubt feel something other than his teasing nips, he was now at full girth. He couldn't help it. It had been so long... and she smelled so good.
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Post by Cypress on Apr 1, 2011 22:13:12 GMT -5
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She nuzzled and licked him in return, enjoying the few sweet moments they had together until they had to get back to work. It would be so much easier once more members joined, but that could wait for at least another day. All she wanted in the world was to be with him, as sappy as it sounded. Their heads leaned on each other, their horns touching gently. A cool breeze made her huddle in closer, adjusting her neck to his affectionate nibbles.
There was desire in the air, and it was as sweet as the spring that was coming to life in the barren north. She only hoped it would last long enough to raise more pups before winter closed it's icy grips around them once more. She lifted her head up and nipped under his chin, responding to his affection and slowly maneuvering her body to better receive him. They did not need words, or violence this time around. Just each other, so they could strengthen their bond as a mated pair.
She pushed her rump into his body, urging him on with gentle touches and soft whines. All signs of courtship and readiness.
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Post by Arkham on Apr 11, 2011 19:13:43 GMT -5
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Colors of red, orange and gold danced across the sky as a new day dawned on the pair. Their movements were subtle, but held extreme purpose. The growl that would comfort his mates ears sounded softly, it was to ease her, and ease himself. It had been too long.
He couldn't think of anything right now except Cupressus. No patrolling, no hunting, not anything. She had a knack for doing that. Captivating him in such a way that nothing else mattered. Puppies did cross his mind however for a brief moment, and he whined in the hopes that maybe he could be blessed a second time round.
With her own reassuring movements, Arkham growled louder, she was readily accepting him. He nibbled down her spine, head stopping at her rump to take her scent in one last time. His body shook in anticipation, and without another moment of hesitation, he mounted her.
(FADE TO BLACK?)
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Post by Cypress on Apr 12, 2011 9:09:08 GMT -5
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To be desired and to be loved were wonderful things. She allowed herself to be lost in the euphoria, letting the world and the burdens of running the pack to all melt away. All she needed was him, all she wanted was him. Together they were strong. She did quietly hope for more pups, so they could be brought up properly, in a loving environment with a strong family.
She did not resist her mate, she welcomed him. Once they were finished, she gently removed herself from his embrace, and turned to nuzzle into his chest. Sitting herself down and willing him to lay down with her to extend the intimacy for as long as they could. She did not mind the cold ground, she just cuddled up with Arkham and softly licked his face.
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