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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 9:42:12 GMT -5
Torn was in a pretty good mood. He had actually managed to get some alone time for a bit today, and had practiced his skills, primarily his earthworking. As a slave he realized he shouldn't really be doing things like that, especially since he did try out some offensive maneuvers. But he still had free will didn't he?
He moved toward his Master's den. He loved the Master most out of those in the pack, after all when he had first been enslaved she hadn't killed him. But he hated her so much, and she often gave nigh impossible tasks. Not to mention that she scared him shitless.
He stopped at the entrance to his Master's den. "Master? Do you require any services?"
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 9:57:06 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Rolling about the den had seemed a good idea when she had started. The ground was damp and cool, and so she rolled and rolled all over the floor. Her fur was damp, and her tongue lolled out, sometimes flopping over the side of her mouth and onto her muzzle. Defintely an attractive sight. She kept rolling, changing direction as she'd move towards a wall. She was rolling in this way when Torn entered the cavern. She hadn't noticed his presence until the last minute when he spoke. It was at that moment that Rhiannon had rolled to the side of the spring and was just about to change direction as his voice surprised her. Letting out a squeal, she flailed, sending her body tumbling into the spring of fresh water.
She flailed more once her body hit the water, fur instantly soaking through. She was a decent enough swimmer, but having been shocked before her descent made her panic. She flapped her arms around wildly, taking a few moments to catch her bearings. Once she had calmed herself down enough her eyes sought out Toril's form and she bared her teeth, snarling at him as she pulled herself out.
"Thanks, shitbrain," she growled, standing so she was close to him and shook herself out, spraying him and the wall with cold water. At least she was cooled down now. Her fur was slick to her sides, making her appear far smaller than she usually did. Her fur was so fluffy it often made her appear much bigger than she was. Now she just looked like a drowned rat.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 10:06:59 GMT -5
Shitbrain. There were worse comments he had received, and this wasn't coupled with any violence. Still a good day so far. She shook herself directly next to him, spraying him with a sudden mist of cold water. He shivered, and then involuntarily tried to back away from it. Then he decided that would get him into more trouble so he tried to switch direction and move forward to where he had been standing, but it didn't work.
The sudden transition between moving backwards to forwards with his crippled leg didn't work properly. He tripped, stumbling forward past his Master. Directly into the pool. Coughing and spluttering he flailed for the edge, just reaching it. He pulled himself out awkwardly. Soaked to the bone. He didn't have terribly thick fur to begin with, he probably didn't look to much smaller, just a spectacle. He could tell his lean frame would give away that he had been training without permission. Great, just great. The good day mood was disintegrating little by little.
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Post by ARTEMIS! on Jun 10, 2011 10:41:32 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]It was Toril's fault she was soaking wet and she made this much clear. She was too preoccupied with trying to dry herself to actually lash out at him and she kept shaking, hardly noticing him back up, then move forward and tumble into the pool. It was only when she heard splashed did she turn, seeing him submerged in the water.
"HA." She began to laugh loudly, snorting and guffawing as he pulled himself out. It seemed to be quite an effort too, and she continued to laugh coldly as he eventually got out. "Serves you right." Her words were sharp like daggers and had she been a young pup her tongue would have flown out of her mouth. Instead she merely began to prance around, amused by the whole spectacle. Suddenly her own tumbling into the water wasn't a big deal. Toril had been much more embarrassing than she.
Once she had ceased her gloating, she looked over to him, his fur slick to his body. He looked far more toned that before, and she narrowed her eyes slightly. "What have you been doing?" she asked with a snap, walking towards him, wet head held high with authority.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 10:55:35 GMT -5
Torn stood there miserably not wanting to shake himself so close to his Master. Beside the fact that she thought it was very much amusing, she pranced around him, it seemed purposefully making sure she observed every part of his situation. Great. He was probably going to hear about this for weeks.
After some time she stopped he prancing, and just looked at his dripping form. Then the happy mood disappeared like a brisk northern wind. She noticed. Why is it that she always had sharp eyes, couldn't just be caught in the moment and ignore him.
Torn looked directly at her, the first time he had ever seen her eyes. Hazel, sharp and clear. What was it that they had noticed? "Master? I'm not sure I know what you mean." He said it quietly, and had to look away after he said it. And people said HE had a piercing gaze, he felt like she was reading the back of his skull. No reaction, she must be fine, figures, she was an alpha.
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 12:01:10 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Turning her own bad circumstances around was good, and his falling into the pool of water had done great for amusing Rhia. She was in quite a pleased mood now, of course, until she had noticed his toned body. Of course he didn't look like a yagi, toned with rippling muscles. There was definitely a difference though and she stood stark still, staring him up and down with narrowed eyes.
She felt his gaze rise to hers and her eyes flared, teeth baring in a growl. No one matched her gaze, ever. Especially not her slave. She snapped her jaws shut, hearing his words. They made her muscles tense and she snarled, circling him and surveying his body. "Don't lie to be wolf," she snarled, her claws groping at the bare rock. Once she had circled him fully she stopped in front of him, her ears pinned back. "Who have you been training with? Who is helping you?" she hissed, barely waiting for an answer before pouncing towards him, jaws open and intent to grab his neck. She just wanted to pin him to the ground under her, giving her the upper edge.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 12:17:22 GMT -5
Torn wanted to stand up for himself, but he had already taken that chance by looking at her. And while he didn't know many of his Master's policies, seeing as she changed moods so often, he knew she did get what she wanted, one way or another. She came to the conclusion that someone had been helping him.
"Master, believe me, I haven't trained with anyone!" He took a step backwards. It was true, no one in the Cadre would even consider it he was sure. He was really just doing what he could, ever chance he got. She was coming for him.
Torn thought things through. He might be able to even fight back for a few moments. But he didn't think she would kill him, not yet anyway. But it was certainly going to hurt. He braced himself, waiting for the strike. A strange thought of whether he would fly through the air or be slammed into the ground crossed his mind. Well, he'd have to see what his Master did. After all, he hated her. Torn closed his eyes tighter.
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 12:23:44 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Rhiannon wanted to know who the traitor was. The pack was aware of Toril's status as her personal slave, and as such most of them stayed away from him. In a pack where physical strength was a virtue, he stuck out like a sore thumb. She was sure any of her members could have beaten him in a fight, even her children who were just yearlings. She snarled when he spoke; if no one was helping him then he was actively finding some way to train himself. Rhiannon didn't like that idea. Did this mean she had to watch him all the time?
He didn't move when she sailed through the air at him. Her jaws closed around his throat and she pushed him to the ground, slamming his body down and immediately pinning him with her paws. Her face was down in his, and she was snarling. "How dare you. How DARE you do that without my permission. Have you forgotten where your place is, wolf?" Her words were sharp and she pushed her weight onto the front of her paws, hoping to dig her blunt claws into his skin. Her still wet fur dripped down onto his body, and she stayed there motionless for a few moments. Snarling loudly, she swipped her left paw across his chest, hoping to leave a scratch behind before bounding off of him. Her hackles were still raised and she snarled another warning before going to look for the jackalopes he had caught yesterday.
She found the body quickly and tore into some of the flesh, chewing noisily, blood spraying her muzzle. She slid onto her stomach, holding the carcass down with her paws and chewing while watching him.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 14:59:37 GMT -5
Torn could understand his Master's anger. He wasn't supposed to have a mind of he own he mused. Of course that muse was short-lived considering that his Master was on top of him in an instant. He felt her jaws close on his throat as he was pushed forcefully to the ground, painfully landing on his back.
He lay there pinned down, with her claws digging into his pelt. He was still wet, and slick, so the cuts were short and clean. Something to be happy about. She yelled into into his face. How dare he indeed. He listened to it, and his pride flared, then rock-bottomed.
She finished by leaving a lovely reminder to think over, a lovely set of red against his belly. Fairly easy to heal, but he wouldn't dare until later, scared as he was of her right now. She set upon a jackalope from the other other day, one he had brought to her.
As she chewed on it ravenously he rolled to his side, chest heaving. After a moment he stood and faced her inclining his head low. "I am sorry Master, forgive, please, I didn't mean to anger you, I was trying to do better, to be strong like you." He hated being a suck-up, he felt pitiful, but it was half-true, and flattery never hurt anyone right?
"Forgive me please...." He whispered.
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 15:52:26 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Toril just lay there, and this made Rhiannon's blood boil more. How could he just let her push him around? Her claws had made their mark across his chest and she was contenting herself with gorging her growling stomach. She pulled at the tough sinew of the jackalope, the antlers long being discarded. He seemed to stay on the ground for a long time but Rhia only watched him our of her peripheral vision. She honestly didn't care about him right now.
She had just dug into its innards when Torn stood, his head low. He spoke and the compliment made her purr amidst her chewing. She mused over the ideas floating in her mind. Forgive him? Her anger was short lived, and though she wouldn't necessarily forgive him, she would easily forget about this incident. At least, until the next one. She pulled her muzzle out of the flesh, licking her jaws.
"If you wanted to train, you should have told me." Her words were spoken flatly, and she heaved a deep breath, grasping the side of the jackalope with her teeth and tossing it to Toril. "Eat that. We'll go up to the canyon top and I'll teach you a thing or two. If you're up to it."
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 15:57:16 GMT -5
Torn nodded, and swiftly ate his meal. He wasn't very hungry. He then walked a little distance away, healing the cuts he had enough for training. He assumed it would be fairly routine. He didn't think training would be all that bad.
He finished healing, he was getting pretty good at speed, even if it was a patchy job, and he could never truly be a good healer. Torn spoke. "I would be honored if you could teach me Master."
Inclining his head he began to trudge up the canyon. It would be the TOP of the canyon. Oh well, it was only training, how bad could it be?
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 16:13:41 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Rhiannon stared across the cave as Torn ate. It didn't take him too long, which she supposed was good. The wolf had been feeding himself. He'd need it for strength. She began to lick her paws lightly, her fur drying slowly. It would be a while before her dense, thick coat was dry, but at least it would keep her a bit warmer in the hot summer sun.
Torn returned and Rhia realised she hadn't even realised he had walked away. She blinked, staring up at him for a moment and nodded her head, swiftly rising to her feet. "Good." She shook herself out again, moving to the waterfall and slipping out of the cave. It was only a few paces to the stairs, and she soon reached them. Leaping onto the first stair, she maintained a slow pace up them, looking back every so often to make sure Torn was following her.
It didn't take all too long to get to the top. She was used to the climb and she took it fairly slow. She bounded onto the top of the canyon, her hazel eyes scanning for anything around them. Nothing, perfect. She waited for Torn to clear the top, her eyes half closed.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 16:21:25 GMT -5
Torn reached the top without too much trouble. He had to take a slightly different route than his Master of course. He moved to a position some distance from his Master. He wasn't sure what he should do, in the past he had always done whatever he felt like he should work on, with someone there it was... different.
He cleared his throat as he suddenly realized the type of training she probably thought of was only sparring. Was he ALLOWED to spar with his Master? He wasn't even supposed to look her in the eye, how was he going to fight? He didn't want to use his skill in front of her, it was embarrassing, besides that if she was anything like his birth pack then she would just want to use him against other wolves.
Please don't say that, he thought. Just lets be doing something like some random muscle toning. Torn was so scared of his Master, she could kill him without too much trouble most likely. He just wished that they wouldn't prove that point.Chances were he wouldn't get his wish.
"What do you want me to start with Master?" He asked warily. After all, he was still a slave.
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Post by RHIANNON ! on Jun 10, 2011 17:10:34 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,475,true] | [atrb=background,http://i930.photobucket.com/albums/ad144/FallArrow/RHIANNONbg4.png]Torn hadn't fallen back too far an so Rhiannon wasn't waiting long. She opened her eyes, lashes fluttering upwards, as he cleared the top, coming up from a little bit aways from where she was. She scowled a bit; he needed to be more careful, the rocks were sometimes loose. She said nothing though, waiting for him to catch his breath and walk towards her. Her tail flicked idly, and she breathed deeply. There were no scents around that meant she needed to worry about anything, thank goodness.
He approachd her and spoke and she looked at him, clucking for a moment with her tongue, and then making a pondering noise. How was she going to work this? It was clear that in a fight, Rhiannon would come out on top. Between his injuries, malnutrition and general lameness he was no match for her, she believed. She stepped towards him, nose moving around his body, lifting his bad leg up with her nose and letting it drop.
"You need to strengthen that leg. It may never be fully useable but the more you strengthen it the better it will be." She backed away for a moment, pausing and staring. "You're no match against someone with sheer strength. But you're small and if you work on that leg you'll be quick." She moved away, backing up a little bit to see him better.
"Lesson one. Choosing where to be hit," she began slowly, circling him as she spoke. "You cannot always necessarily dodge an attack but you can choose where it will hit you. For instance, if I were to lunge at your neck, that is obviously the last place you want me to get. Chest would be an easier place. Try to avoid legs, jaw, neck... your flank can be a good deflector but you need to find a way out of their grip before they get a good hold."
She tensed her muscles, ears pinning back. "I'm going to lunge at your neck. You need to move in such a way that you choose what I attack," she said, giving him almost no time to think before springing forward on her toes, paws outstretched, but muzzle closed. She wasn't aiming to hurt him, just to connect her paws and body with her target.
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Post by catch22 on Jun 10, 2011 17:21:37 GMT -5
Torn listened carefully to what the Master had to say. It made sense, that was generally how he had to live. In a way it angered him that she assumed that he wouldn't even know basic attack and defense. This was his chance he decided, he might get in a ton of trouble later, but at least he would have one thing he didn't have now. An ounce of respect.
As she then explained what she was going to do, he stretched him self a touch, trying to loosen himself. He might hurt his leg, but he felt that under the circumstances it was worth it. Adrenaline would keep him up until that evening with some luck.
As she charged Torn made a snap decision. If he wasn't cheating, he wasn't trying his hardest. He could already tell his Master was taking it easy on him, being nice, she was going slower than he had seen her move before. He pushed off with three legs to the side, straining to leap totally out of the way. That was a start. Landing might be interesting though, even if she did miss.
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