Why can't we be friends? *Ebony*

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-1.jpg] [scrolly:h(230),w(410),sy] Lawson the large Yagi with the pointed black horns moved his imposing bulk with surprising ease and agility through the prairie, a sliver of a moon offering no light in a clouded sky. For some strange reason, he felt that there was something dangerous, something mysterious about tonight. A faint, cool breeze ruffled his thick, dark brown fur, like a cold breath at his neck. However, he wasn't afraid: It was on nights like this, when mothers herded their pups in the den and older wolves foretold a storm that Lawson was in his element. His orange eyes glowed cat-like in the night as he pressed on, several Jackaloppes taking off as they saw him approach. He but gave them a glance: He wasn't hungry, at least not for food. The male stopped on a slight hill, his body tensed and ready for action as clouds cleared over the moon for an instant, and the moonlight illuminated his figure for but a moment, clearly displaying the battle scar over his right eye. Edgy, are we? His constant companion, like a brother in his head, mocked him. "Always am." he answered coolly, pressing on. He had no destination at the moment, but scaring some wolf passing by in the night seemed like a good idea to him. What do you expect to find tonight, Lawson? The voice whispered slyly. He gave an annoyed look, but he wasn't, not really. He'd grown quite used to this voice, and it didn't bother him anymore. As usual, he grinned crazily, the smile of the insane and deranged contorting his features. He might have been handsome if not for his scar, and the violent nature lurking inside himself. He laughed quietly, his voice low: "What am I looking for, old friend?" he growled out. Only one thought came to mind: "Trouble."[/scrolly]

[~Ebony]

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[atrb=background,http://i.imm.io/6mqS.png] Ebony had left the Mafia not to long ago, her prescence had been discovered by to many nosy pups and she had no intentions of meeting their parents or gaining any injuries due to that fact. Night had fallen across the prairie and the clouds had parted to reveal the full moon. A whistling wind blew the grass and a few trees nearby. It was a night like this that could put even the most toughest wolves on edge. She lifted her head to the sky and howled, a ghostly howl that would turn anyones blood to ice. She continued on her cat eyes glowing like emeralds. A scent drifted to her on the wind and she snarled as she knew it to be that of a male yagi. She would give him a fright that he would not be quick to forget. She neared the scent and was glad when the wind started to whistle again muffling her already quiet pawsteps. She could now see him and with a flick of her tail melded into the shadows disappearing all together. She appeared seconds later in front of the yagi almost as if she were a ghost who had just become solid. "Going somewhere?" she finished her sentence with a devilish smile and a snarl. Wolf Stock | Forest Stock

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-1.jpg] [scrolly:h(230),w(410),sy] The Yagi couldn't say he wasn't surprised by the sudden appearance of the black wolf, obviously a female by her voice. He stopped abruptly, his stance aggressive, his orange eyes narrowed but he soon relaxed his position when his gaze roamed over her appreciatively. He smiled, twisting his could-be-handsome features , his saber fangs bared in the moonlight, gleaming white as his short, stubbed tail wagged ever so slightly, something that almost never happened. Turning on the charm, he remained standing, not afraid of this unknown wolf. " Well, not anymore, darling. Lawson's the name. And you might be? I didn't know such lovely wolves roamed this area..." he complimented her, and meant it. Watch you step... the voice warned. " Naturally." Lawson answered back, nodding slightly. He was no fool, and knew that wolves like him couldn't, wouldn't, ever have relationships as such, and he had no desire for any. Still, a bit of fun was always welcome. Something about this wolf spoke mystery, danger, intrigue, and Lawson was curious about another wolf for once in his life as he waited for her answer, his charming yet mocking smile still plastered on his face.[/scrolly]

[~Ebony]

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[atrb=background,http://i11.photobucket.com/albums/a190/lilDiablo_/ebonymid.png] Ebony practically snorted with disgust at the sound of a yagi flirting with her. She hated yagi with all her heart mostly because her pack and mother had been one and she had hated them all. "Save it for someone who cares." she snapped back at him as he smiled. She did not and never found a yagi's features handsome and would rather die than fall in love with one. She remained standing in an agressive stance trying to prove her dominance and trying to tower over him even though with his horns he was the tall one. She bared her pearly white fangs and readied herself for an attack for she thought he would be the one to attack first. She had no idea that not all yagi were as cruel as the ones she had lived with for 3 years. (OOC: Sorry for the extremely crappy and short post was very distracted and ran out of muse halfway :\)

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[atrb=background,http://i1218.photobucket.com/albums/dd415/Somatra1/lback-1.jpg] [scrolly:h(230),w(410),sy] The male Yagi wasn't very disconcerted by the female's reaction, but he pondered that she must find something interesting about him since she remained with him, although not very happy about it, or so it appeared to him. I"ll have to pull out the charm on this one.... Lawson thought to himself, still grinning. She was very tall, but he noticed that with his large pointed horns he had the most height. An advantage... His personal commentator whispered, but for once, Lawson ignored him. He felt an odd feeling blooming in his chest, a certain tightening of his once cold heart. What's happening? he thought wildly to himself. You're beginning to care, fool! The voice hissed at him, and Lawson slowly calmed down: He had managed not to care before, not to care when he killed his own family, including the female Yagi he had loved. Had loved being the key words: Lawson didn't believe himself capable of such feelings anymore, and would rather kill himself then be a prey to such foolish ideas. No, he shook his head mentally, this isn't anything close to love, or even like. It's pity, that must be it. Yes, he mused, and pity in a very small amount... The vain wolf believed himself above such feelings, and perhaps he was, for what he felt was only a faint stirring of pity for the hurt Lawson believed he heard in the she-wolf's harshly spoken words. Don't go soft... The voice ordered him, and Lawson chuckled, the sound low and menacing. "There's no need to worry." he said out loud in a suave voice laced with silk, and he meant it for both his companions, visible and not. " I mean you no harm, just looking for some, ah, friendly conversation. If that's possible..." Lawson teased. Finally he decided to say his thoughts out loud: "And truly, you must care a little, since you're still here, aren't you?" He stopped, still remaining standing, though not at all aggressive. The Yagi knew that if it did come to a fight between him and the she-wolf, they'd be equally matched, and he didn't plan on being the one to die. However, neither did he want this unknown wolf to die or be hurt, which was a new feeling to him. He decided to shove that particular unpleasant feeling in a dark corner of his mind, where such unruly thoughts belonged.

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