Gypsy
Styrrstdar Cadre
Beta Female[M:40][A:6] [SG:0]
Cypress
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Post by Gypsy on Jan 4, 2010 11:32:44 GMT -5
A black figure moved across the plains as if being pushed by the wind. Her silky fur billowed around her, her feathered-boa of a tail bobbed and weaved in the rippling breezes that accosted the Sennyo. Blue morpho butterfly wings opened and closed methodically, as if counting steps the female had made.
Gypsy paused long enough for her bright blue eyes to take in the new scenery. A smile grazed her velvety maw. Traveling was her lover. Her willowy legs carry her easily through the long golden grasses. There was a layer of dust and dirk clinging to her dainty paws.
Her gaze flickered to a spot a few yards away from her. A serene pool of water glimmered in the weak winter sunlight. She walked towards it and stood over it to gaze deep into her own reflection. A confident smirk crept over her vain face. She did enjoy looking the way she did. She assumed that everyone in her travels would remember her for her beauty. She emitted a dreamy sigh as she pulled herself away from, well,...herself. This would be a nice place to rest for the moment.
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Post by remus on Jan 5, 2010 14:02:56 GMT -5
Li walked around the plains, looking for some water. She was extremely thirsty, and it showed. The grass was dry, and it crunched under her feet. She fell over, exhausted. Suddenly, her ears perked up and she smelled it. Water. She dashed around, following the scent, until she suddenly saw a small pool, which to her, was an oasis. She lapped up water until she was full, and then lay down, glancing over and seeing another wolf.
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Post by Raleigh (Rawls) on Jan 5, 2010 14:23:19 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | [atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/rawlsrawls-1.png]Ever since the Harbinger touched his mind, Raleigh had been feeling an overwhelming sense of power coming over him. It wasn’t enough to duck down and take orders anymore. And his intelligence made everything he saw come with a tinge of been-there and done-that. Now, he wanted more than ever to prove himself as a wolf and as a wolf, he wanted to not be the follower, but also not the leader. He wanted to be a loner who wasn’t a loner, who resided in a pack. And the poisonous desires that Apocalypse set forth in his mind became the only things he could think of.
Weak.
Oh, how he used to be so weak. But now, he realized the great things he could accomplish with nothing more than a trick of the words. He had played the scenario in his head, over and over, and suddenly, it all came to that question. Why can’t he just do that?
He had grown restless and again, he wandered. Perhaps it was the deer-soul inside of him that was pushing a migratory instinct and stretching him to the breaking point until he obeyed it. And so, he left the thick and muddy jungle and paced eagerly through harder ground. He forgot how much his hooves missed being able to walk on something rather than sinking into it. And in his journeys, he came onto the plains.
Tawny waves of grain greeted him in the winter winds. Raleigh shut his eyes and listened to the screeching of a falcon as it targeted and dispatched a hare. The Myou opened them again and his keen ears and nose sensed that he was certainly not alone in his wandering of the plains. He soon settled himself, angry that the deer’s flighty instincts seemed to overcome the lupine ones he wished to obey. But soon, he found himself tearing through the plains, hooves chopping up the grasses as he ran through—full gallop.
The deer-wolf came to a screeching halt when he saw two wolves. He forced his second soul—whom he named Destry—to submit and Raleigh stopped. Both females. And one of them smelled attractive, fruitful. He wanted her.
And if that Harbinger comes and sees that I did not take what I wanted… would I shame him?
Raleigh was tired of letting other down. So he quietly approached the two females. One was a Sennyo while the other was what Raleigh could only guess to be a Keiyou, though the smell was off.
He glanced over the females and saw a pool of water. His tongue hung out of his mouth and he wondered if he could get a drink. However, he just grinned and beared it. “I suppose you can say I am happy to meet you.” He tilted his head—which looked just like a deer’s except for his wolf muzzle. In fact, Raleigh’s whole appearance was rather shocking and it would take a very skillful twisting of words to make any female want to lay with him.
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Post by remus on Jan 5, 2010 14:30:13 GMT -5
Li heard the words and looked up Lazily, Looking with disdain. "...I am pleased to meet you." Said the deer-wolf, whom she could easily tell was a Myou. She perked up and turned up, picking her slim figure in the process. "Hello, I am Linnea, But you may call me LI." She smiled in her naive way. He was kind of cute in her opinion, and she wanted him. "Do you want something?" She giggled. This could be fun.
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Gypsy
Styrrstdar Cadre
Beta Female[M:40][A:6] [SG:0]
Cypress
Posts: 222
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Post by Gypsy on Jan 5, 2010 14:36:27 GMT -5
Gypsy almost turned up her nose when the second female came tearing through the grass to lap sloppily at the water that had only recently been her mirror. Her magnificent blue eyes narrow in disdain. However they open up when she catches sight of another coming forth. A male. An interesting male. In all her years she had seen Myou, and they always interested her because each was so unique.
Her light weight wings fluttered softly as she heard his greeting. Hnn....a deer. It was what she saw in him. Though, unlike other wolves, she did not feed on deer. She preferred fruit and smaller game, like rodents. Her antennae seemed to glow slightly as she stood gracefully before the two, "I see you are happy to meet me." Her ears twitched at the female's words, her eyes narrowed again. She never got on well with females "Of course he wants something...." Her velvety nose gestured away from the weak and dehydrated female. Her giggle was grating.
She could smell the male, he seemed to be in a sort of musk that deer come into. Or perhaps it was just remnants of the swamp from which he hailed. Maybe this encounter could prove interesting. She would linger long enough to see if anything happened. It would only be then that she would decide weather or not to stay.
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Post by Raleigh (Rawls) on Jan 5, 2010 15:02:00 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | [atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/rawlsrawls-1.png]Immediately, Raleigh focused more on Gypsy because, to his bored mind, she proved to be more interesting. However, interesting wasn’t going to cut it if he wanted a female to lead around by the nose. In that case, the naïve and ditzy one seemed the better candidate. He focused between the Keiyou-like female and the Sennyo. Both with wings!
Raleigh smiled happily, unaware of how much he did smell like a deer. You see, most of the time, animals do not know what scent they give off. He wagged his tail—marked the same as a white-tailed buck and he looked at the female playing in the waters. “Dehydrated, huh?” And then his ears perked at how intensely… in the know… this Sennyo was. He was a male and she knew what he wanted. Another reason why he wasn’t going to try to play this game with her.
Raleigh lowered his beautiful antlered head in a showy bow. “How about… you tell me what you want?” he smiled sheepishly to the Sennyo, wondering if she knew what he was playing at. For some reason, he felt that she wasn’t going to give him away. And if she did, heck, he’d have another game to play.
All in all, this whole scenario was incredibly amusing.
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Gypsy
Styrrstdar Cadre
Beta Female[M:40][A:6] [SG:0]
Cypress
Posts: 222
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Post by Gypsy on Jan 5, 2010 15:21:50 GMT -5
Gypsy smirked at the attention the myou gave her. He knew that she knew? This could indeed be fun. She made no move to expose his intentions though. She enjoyed watching drama. Her silky fur rippled in a sharp breeze. Her boa-like tail danced beautifully.
She tilted her head slightly to one side when he asked her what she wanted, she answered with a seductive smirk, followed by a whimsical chuckle, "Not sure you can give me what I want." She was flirting, baiting him to prove himself if he wanted to. She would not be lead around by the nose, but she would most certainly tag along for the ride. Especially if he got tired of the naive female.
She would only play games that she started, she was usually the one that was leading on. She took a few steps closer to him, giving him a look that promised a good time later down the line. Body language. Subtle hints. She did cast a glance at the female again, this time with amusement. Maybe she would be an instigator...or even an accomplice. Her morals were...well, skewed to say the least.
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Post by poseidon on Jan 12, 2010 16:07:17 GMT -5
Linnea listened to the conversation and got lost. She looked around, looking for the giant tree iin the distance. Her eyes darted back to the Myou. "What do you wanna do?" She giggled. She was going to have fun with this, and and she knew it.
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Post by Raleigh (Rawls) on Jan 13, 2010 12:36:53 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | [atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/rawlsrawls-1.png]Raleigh let a brief smile paint a hallowed expression on his face. He felt as a god, and felt the waxing of power had taken hold of him. Perhaps he was getting big-headed, but in the end, it felt good. Between the three wolves, it seemed that the most virtuous wolf of all would be the one who would get the short end of the deal. But then again, if you believed in Hell, then that would be the short end, right? Raleigh smiled, letting his face spell with such a holy kindness. You could have drawn a halo over his antlers.
He arched his brows suggestively toward the females, addressed the both of them, but mostly Gypsy, “I can give you a show.” He was a bit frustrated that Li seemed to border on idiocy. She seemed to forget that he had just asked her what she wanted to do, but decided in the end that she was only playing hard to get and failing hard at it. Or, maybe he was just too clever for his own good that it made everyone seem like an idiot.
Except Gypsy. Oh, he wanted her, but he knew she was bad for him. He didn’t need equals to test his charms because equals would only make them fall to deaf ears. He needed monkeys and that was what his opinion of Li was. It was a highly grave opinion and for all he knew, Keiyou were all like that (for he thought that she was a Keiyou).
He stepped dainty hoof steps to the hybrid simply because she seemed to be an easier target than the long-lived Sennyo. Gah. He shouldn’t even think about trying Gypsy—she seemed impossible because she seemed to know all the tricks. He stretched out a powerful neck and his crown of antlers gently brushed Li’s shoulder. Perhaps he was doing all this to Li just to prove something to Gypsy—to impress her. It was all quite odd. Not many males would use flirting with another wolf to impress a female he took a liking to.
“Linnea, wasn’t that something? These antlers could cut you asunder, yet here I am, petting you with the gentleness of a parent’s tooth.” He smiled, “It means I like you.” He didn’t bother to know why the other wolves weren’t immediately repulsed by his appearance. Not many females would just jump at the chance to befriend a deerwolf Myou, but Raleigh was charming. Perhaps he charmed them.
But, there was that question. Who was the charmer and who was the snake?
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Gypsy
Styrrstdar Cadre
Beta Female[M:40][A:6] [SG:0]
Cypress
Posts: 222
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Post by Gypsy on Jan 13, 2010 13:47:01 GMT -5
Gypsy took a seat on the other side of the Li, having her between herself and the myou. She would watch from the sidelines, judge and critique in her mind and with her eyes. Her beautiful tail floated down to the ground and wrapped itself around her thin legs.
She almost rolled her eyes when he stroked the other with his antlers, it was cheesy. However, it might be just the ticket for the blankly staring wolf.Her bright blue eyes met deerboy's now and then, she tilted her head again and nipped at the air. She was pantomiming what she thought his next step should be. How well could he take hints like that?
Why this interchange amused her so could only be explained by Gypsy. It was a different type of game, she was assessing the male's abilities. he was trying to prove something to her. Then she would give him something to prove. To up the ante, give him soothing to aim for, she gave him a look that said, If you pull this off.... She allowed her eyes to wander down his physique, and then a slight smirk crossed her maw.
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Post by linnea on Jan 17, 2010 21:39:58 GMT -5
Linnea felt the deerwolf caress her shoulders softly, like a stream over rocks, and giggled softly. I have you right where I want you, you fool, and I'm ready. Acting dumb was so much fun to her, partially because she didn't realize how niave she was. She looked towards him, a small smile dashing over her face. She walked silently over to the pond, strutting around like she was a queen. She took a small drink, and dived into the water. She fished around, and saw no life flitting in the pond. Her head bobbed back up, splashing over to the wolves, and she jumped up and shook out. She called over to the deerwolf. "Wanna play?" ____________________________________________________ Click this link
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Post by Raleigh (Rawls) on Jan 18, 2010 13:34:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | [atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/rawlsrawls-1.png]Raleigh gave a frown. He didn’t like to be led on this because that meant that she held that small kernel of power. It made sense because if there was one thing that he was, it was unnecessarily suspicious of everything. Probably the deer soul that resided in him prepared him as such. It wasn’t a bad thing, but it served to provide him with a multitude of unfounded fears. Raleigh just wore his ears sideways in dizzy anxiety.
“W-well, actually. Actually, I’d rather watch you play. I don’t like jumping in water if I don’t have to.” He lifted his deer hoof, the rigid nail of it was dull and dark, but his intention clear. Any piece of ground that was soft and wet made him nervous.
He hoped that this little sidestep didn’t force her out of her playful mood. And so, he tried to interject a bit of humor. With cocked eye, he gave her a side-ways glance, which was what he had to do to see her completely. He closed the eye that faced away and so, one eye open, other shut, beheld her. She was a right fine beauty. He opened his other eye before saying. “I’m a Deer Myou. With some limitations. Some assets. Being watchful is my forte.” He smiled.
He doubled his words for Gypsy. He was watching her as much as he was watching this idiot hybrid—idiot being his stark opinion as he didn’t know the mechanisms in her brain, what lie ‘neath that naïve and gullible veneer. It seemed she might have some intelligence and willpower to her, but Raleigh didn’t care. He was set on snaring this little bitch and showing Gypsy that he meant business.
Raleigh played to Gypsy’s tune. She was far wiser than he and he knew it. He was attracted to knowledge because his intelligence and he wasn’t so haughty as to believe himself the smartest. Even though he stretched himself in his confidence, he remained that which he always was.
A humble wolf.
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Gypsy
Styrrstdar Cadre
Beta Female[M:40][A:6] [SG:0]
Cypress
Posts: 222
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Post by Gypsy on Jan 18, 2010 18:44:24 GMT -5
Gypsy stepped back in a smooth motion as the water burst out of the pond. Her eyes narrowed at the hybrid, but she said nothing. She had become an observer, a judge to see how everything would play out. As far as she could tell, she was being ignored by Li. That was fine by her...she didn't really care a thing about the female. She was merely a toy for the male to play with as far as she was concerned.
She did raise her eyebrow at the deer myou's refusal to go into the water. She let a slight smile grace her face, he didn't want to lose control. If he had gotten stuck, then the females would have to pull him out and that would have destroyed what he had built up this far. Good move, Myou.
Her ears twitched at his words, he was informing her as well. She gazed into his large brown eye, working through what else was a forte to him. So far, the silver-tongued male was doing well. Her tail wavered like a lazy snake.
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Post by poseidon on Jan 23, 2010 18:53:49 GMT -5
Li took it all in with the black spheres set into her head. She watched the Deer Myou make a move. She gasped to herself, surprised at the Myou. She didn't dare jump, for that would show her surprise. She listened as the deer-looking wolf went through a schpeel, and giggled to herself. He thinks I'm oblivious, but I'll play along with it. Anything to not be bored. She stepped over to the wolf, laying on the ground. Her eyes dashed over to the age-old Sennyo, watching. "Hey deer-wolf, let's mess around a bit."
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Post by Raleigh (Rawls) on Jan 23, 2010 22:33:07 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | [atrb=background,http://i437.photobucket.com/albums/qq94/NuckyGirl/rawlsrawls-1.png] Raleigh let a small smile on his wolf muzzle. He glanced from Gypsy to Linnea. The small bit of nervousness that infected his gaze was due to the buck’s instincts transgressing his lupine motions. The deer-wolf had shy eyes, but his mind wasn’t shying away from the females. Instead, he sidled closer to the hybrid when she stated that she wanted sex. At least, that’s what he heard.
The deer-wolf still wasn’t sure if he wanted her that much, but he saw her as something that had to be done to impress the Sennyo. He wanted to learn all of Gypsy’s tricks and all of her workings as well as everything else she hid in that age-old mind of hers. He was turning three in about a month and she was probably as old as the drinking pond.
He had been somewhat distracted and didn’t notice Li’s transformation from demure to femme fatale, but that was because he really didn’t care about her. She was just a sex toy to him and it wasn’t even between him and she that he was thinking about. She was a toy for him and Gypsy—which was really creepy in its own right. Raleigh raised his eyebrows, “Well, it’s better to just say what you want. Nobody gets what they want by taking the long-way.” However, Raleigh knew that taking the long-way was precisely how he could get anything he wanted. In fact, that was what he was doing now. With his silver tongue, he found that Li had started cooing and begging for his attentions.
Am I really that effective?
He imagined that Li was Gypsy. In his head, he would be fondling the wise, but youthful-looking Sennyo. In his head, he was happiest. And, out of boredom and through the sparkling desire for the female Sennyo, he found himself closer to the hybrid.
“Well, let’s get to it. I must warn you…” he leaned close and whispered to Li, a bit embarrassed for himself. “…this is my first time.”
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