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Post by Andee on Aug 3, 2012 19:29:23 GMT -5
[atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | | [atrb=background,http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/rydertablecenter.png] Why did it seem that the unsettling silence of Phasma Grove always soothed Ryder's anger. The snarling beast inside him relaxed and stopped it's raging as soon as he placed his large paws on the soft ground of the strange looking forest. No leaves littered the ground, no ferns or undergrowth surrounded him, the forest looked and sounded dead. Animals had no reason to come to the forest, no food existed there, so only silence, besides the rattling of naked tree limbs in the wind existed. Ryder loved it relaxed his whirring mind, calmed the furious turn of the wheels within.
His ears tilted back slightly as he yawned, he always felt oddly comfortable here when most would feel ill at ease. Maybe it was because, Ryder, knew this was his home. Ryder feared nothing in the Tortus lands, for he ruled them and all of those in it. A smirk of lazy confidence curved his muzzle as he slid through the grove, even though he wasn't patrolling or hunting, he moved like the dangerous predator he was. All smooth muscle movements, sleek fur, and dangerous glint in his eyes. He was always ready to fight, even when relaxed, even when he was asleep.
Ryder wanted a fight just as badly as he wanted to be left alone right now. It was rather confusing. Beautiful contradictions were what made up his life. He had learned to live with them and still keep his confident Alpha exterior. But didn't it make sense for him to want a fight? He always wanted to fight someone. Always wanted to feel the rush of adrenaline that flooded through his body every time he bit into someone or charged another creature. Hunting right now would meet the need too. Just something to get his mind off his clan.
Of course Ryder loved the Tortus Clan. He loved all the members as much as a Plagued wolf could. But it was hard for anyone to lead, much less someone who wanted to eat most of his clan mates. But the need to take territory for his own clan was strong, as the Plagued amount of felines and canines grew so did his clan and so the need for more land was becoming a necessity. Soon a raid would be conducted on the Bruma Pride or the Solstitium Pack. He wasn't sure when he'd do it or what land he'd choose but he knew he'd have to talk to Tani about it soon. Gods, his head swam with all the possibilities, not even the silence of the Phasma Grove was helping now. | [atrb=background,http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/rydertablebottom2copy.png][atrb=height,330]Words:443 Song:N/A Muse:Awesome ^^ Comment:FIRST POST  |
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Post by Helica on Aug 4, 2012 19:19:36 GMT -5
Shentani
Run away, Run away
I'll attack, Run away, Run away
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They were so small
That memory crossed the mind of that dreaded Tortus feline. Her slender build propelled her forward, toward the casting shadows and silence of the forest. From time to time as she moved, drifting in and out of shadows she sniffed the air. Her King was not far away, the scent he carried burned into her nose, she would never forget him.
Each stepped placed at the correct places and executed to remain silent and soft, something her claws didn't do so often. Normally within the shadows of the Clan dens she'd scrap the inside with her claws, threatening any members that if they didn't obey her, those claws would be deep in their flesh. Closing her eyes she changed her train of thought, from those of her clan mates and those sad and scarred memories of her cubs.
Shentani's nose flared, Ryder was not far away. Looking ahead she found the shape of him not to far from her, a demented joy fill her. Side stepping she melted into the shadows of odd and slightly misgiving trees. Within the shadows her movements were faster, pressing her to return to her King.
She came around his front, slowly the shadows faded from, seeming to melt away like a blanket of water. She dropped her head slow, a submissive gesture.
"My lord and King, may I sit with you?" She asked him, keeping her head low. She kept her eyes on the ground, never daring to look at him without permission, she was after all his most devoted subject.
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I won't suffer, Be broke, Get tired
Or wasted, Surrender to nothing
Or give up what
I am.
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Note: I'm thinking of having her all "my lord, my king blah blah" junk ^.^
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Post by Andee on Aug 4, 2012 21:02:24 GMT -5
| [atrb=border,0,true][atrb=cellSpacing,0,true][atrb=cellPadding,0,true][atrb=width,450,true] | | [atrb=background,http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/rydertablecenter.png] The scent of Tani wafted through the air around him. He knew she was here somewhere, yet he didn't look for her. He trusted his adviser enough that he knew she would never hurt him. Knew that she would never turn her back on him when he needed it. Besides death was not something Ryder feared, he knew death or at least the adrenaline rush of near death. He almost welcomed it, just so he could feel that pulse of excitement. His nose lifted slightly as the scent of Shentani came closer and closer. His muscles relaxed from their tense state from earlier and the buzzing in his head lessened.
As she appeared before him, his tail thumped up and down twice. A calm greeting for his second in command. She lowered her eyes, as she usually did, as all should before him. Ryder rose his head above hers and said, "Please don't worry about turning your gaze away today, I have missed your company Tani." He smiled a rare smile of kindness, one he saved for those of the few that mattered to him. Tani was his loyalest clan member, she mattered to him most of all because of that loyalty.
"So tell me why you are out here. What is the devil cat doing following me?" He asked with a mischevious grin curving his muzzle. All too soon his kindness was behind the mask of flirtatious and danger once again. Ryder did not discriminate with species when he flirted. Cats were just as fun to tease as wolves were. Just like he didn't care what gender they were. Maybe that made him just a bit weird, maybe he was just a bit too accepting in the area of love. Probably because he thought no one would ever be able to fall in love with him. Plagued with an addiction so dark that he slipped into a totally different personality, a primal personality, during the time he hunted wolves; really who would want to love him?
He wanted a mate, but needed one who wouldn't just submit to him, he needed one who could balance him out. Make him pay attention when he was supposed to, who could rule by his side. So in other words he had very high expectations. But a vicious thorn in his side was his insecurities, which he hid by his grinning and fighting. Of course all leaders had their insecurities, but his mind was a trap made to rip himself apart. Waiting just to snap down and shake him around until he lay gasping in emotional pain. It seemed only he could hurt himself. Only he held the tools. | | [atrb=background,http://i88.photobucket.com/albums/k180/HawkfrostA/rydertablebottom2copy.png][atrb=height,330] Words:450
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Post by Helica on Aug 4, 2012 22:17:54 GMT -5
Shentani
Run away, run away
I'll attack, Run away, run away
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"Please don't worry about turning your gaze away today, I have missed your company Tani."
Shentani's eyes looked up at him, however the manners of any feline was never to look directly at their higher ups, she instead look past him, settling for looking at his ears rather than his eyes. Her shoulders relaxed and she eased herself to laying down, her paws crossed in front of her, her head however remained lower than his.
The smile he gave her was enough to melt a small amount of ice around her heart, not nearly enough to say she'd love him as a mate but her love for him was a devotion no one would understand. He saved her in a strange way, he gave her reason for living in a Clan. Deep down in a more hidden part of her mind and heart was a secret desire to carry his pups. She had heard long again that canines and felines were able to mate and bring living cubs, would Ryder grant her that wish? After the lose of Rei's cubs, she had wanted nothing more than three things. Cubs of her own, death of the Bruma clan for casting her mother out and finding her true father. Ryder had given her a chance with two of those three things, the last had to done on her own.
"So tell me why you are out here. What is the devil cat doing following me?"
Her ears rotated a smirk crossed her lips, that was his name for her "the devil cat" it sent a chill up her spin as if a lover was whispering the name after carnal pleasures. She was lost for a moment, lost in the ideas of a true mate her eyes dropping down to glance at the space between Ryder's eyes the idea came across again, but how would she ask him? "Ryder, I'm devoted to you as a true mate, take me as yours?" She quickly moved her eyes back up to his ears in to hid her confusion.
"My lord I have word from the scouts, they say Bruma is patrolling their borders more often. The scout also said that he was nearly attack if he hadn't created a cave to hide out until dusk. Bruma is a threat right now." She said careful to maintain the hiss at the name Bruma. Her claws extended and retracted in a noticeable desire to sink her claws into every Bruma scented feline, her lip curled into a snarl.
"That is my report as your adviser, but I also came to find you to simply know how my King is doing." She added softly, unsure of herself with her words of devotion to him. Surely he knew her feelings but would he act on them? Would he give her what she wanted to deeply she'd give her entire life for it? She settled with ensuring the death of Bruma, the other things would come hopefully sooner rather than later.
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I won't suffer, be broke, get tired
Or waster Surrender to nothing, or give up what
I am.
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Note: I'm kinda feeling a dark and obsessive love and diffidently feeling that Tani will do all she can for cubs even if it means mating with a canine for hybrid cubs.
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