Rage [claiming]

[» Marrow]

With a snarl to himself, Marrow vividly remembered the battle, and was glad that he had a clean slate. It seemed as if this area, too, had Archangels as well as Timbers, and it seemed as if the rumors were also true. As he scented the air, he realized that there were few territorial scents--territory, his for the taking! Better start off smaller, he thought as he passed a stretch of forest that looked as if it was endless. A pack that large would be hard to control, and keep track of. (And rebellious packmembers were the last things he wanted).

Earlier he had explored a dark forest with dense fog and mist. It had been lush and beautiful (nevertheless dark) and green. Sure, the darkness could be used to his advantage, but who wanted a pack of softies? In his thinking, it would be even better to have a pack that was tough, mean, able to fight instead of backing down. What I've learned, he mused, Is that the best way to find the tough ones is to find the right territory.

Which was where he was now--a blackened meadow, blanketed in thick ash and shadowed by a volcano. Perfect--there was adequate shelter, for those who could stand it. Ebony bark on the few trees that were there, with half-dead leaves. The air was filled with the scent of lizards and mice, and death, but no claimed (it seemed).
Marrow let out a howl worthy of the world and sent his message across the lands to all who could hear. With luck, he would be alpha.

[r i s k]

JUST TRYIN' TO FIND MY WAY BACK _home
                                                                                              R I S K

I wasn’t looking for anything in particular, I just wanted to get away from there, and she had ruined my life, a life I would never get back. Well, she never completely ruined my life, it was more like she had twisted in ways that is wasn’t supposed to be twisted, she manoeuvred and did things that you wouldn’t think were possible and did it too two people, two wolves that she loved dearly – well was though she loved. Running away probably wasn’t the best idea for something I should have done, but I did it, and I had run away from her, but If I hadn’t gotten out of there, I would be dead as well, but I should have taken her with her, I should have never let her alone. Then again, this fell upon me, I had killer her mother, I was a murder but Saima was a murder as well, and this put the both of us in danger of being killed. Even though we both thought that she was only friends to the both of us, we were wrong; we didn’t know she had much more. But this was only revenge, she had killed her brother, and her brother was much closer to Saima, but I was as well, she deserved to be killed because she killed brother. She hurt the only ones who cared for her, but we no longer do. She hoped her silent prayer would get to where she wanted. She got sad when she though of her past, and she would get over it soon enough. Her teeth bared she hissed at what she was thinking about. She wasn’t going to see her again, she would never see her. She’d just wander without her, with out Saima, with out anyone.

A violent strong wind blew against the short fur of Risks muzzle, even though the short coarse fur was short and prickly, you could feel the wind swerve in through a few bristles of fur, moving up in to the longer fur over her neck and then branching off. Her heavy coat of fur over her neck would make her very warm at the season. Everything around was beginning to thaw from the winter, so small puddles would fall around the feet of wolves giving drinking water to nearly where ever you went. This season – not a season but more like a period – of melting snow and water was her least favourite, she didn’t enjoy water like others did but over the years she had learnt to deal with it, it isn’t long, and when it is over it was nice to relax with sun and dry earth. The temperature would keep getting warmer and she still had remains of her winter coat so a nice cool air that flooded over her and cool her down was nice, even if she had to deal with puddles and wetness.

Thump thump. Two silver ears were the only thing to move. Her whole body stopped, her paw that was in mid step did not touch the ground, the only thing that did – well she was breathing, but they were shallow soft unheard breaths of air – were her ears and the only moved trying to catch the sound that she heard. She turned her head to the east, there was nothing there, and she turned her head to the west, still nothing was there, so she turned her head to the north, her eyes didn’t move. When her head moved, as did her ears and they caught the sound again. Thump thump. Her scary pale eyes glared down to what she saw, a smug smile on her maw. A salmon tongue lolled out of parted jaws, drool tearing at the tip and dropping to the earth floor, she breathed in letting the air hit the roof of her mouth, rabbit. Yes, it wasn’t a big rabbit, but it was food, she did need to eat. The skin that hung over her ivory teeth pulled back to show her teeth in a silent snarl. Eyes narrowed down she raised her hidden eye brows and set her held paw down quietly, followed was her hind leg, reaching up and then she pulsed into a slow and careful walk, closer to her kill.

Thump thump, thump thump. The rabbits heart beat pulsed through her ears the pounding heart working fast, nose twitching and long ears moving around. A few more steps… The thought just ran through her mind and the rabbit twitched, she snapped a branch and then the chase was on. Risk pushed off with her hind legs, and hulled her front legs forward and ran off after the rabbit. She was off in a run, her front legs lunging forward and her hind legs pushing off and meeting her front in the middle, she used this run to propel her forward, but the rabbit also had large legs to help it go fast, it was small so Risk would need to catch it before it got to its den. She ran forward and leaped triumphantly over a log that was laying down in front of her and bounded more steps forward. She was narrowing in on the rabbit. Thump thump, thump thump, thump thump. The rabbit’s heart speeded faster, it knew it was being persuaded by a wolf, but Risk could hear something different. Boom, boom Her pulse ran through her ears she would only really hear her blood running faster, she liked this, because it helped her to zone out everything and just chase after the rabbit. A scuffle of twigs and the rabbit was down. Its heart racing harder and harder. Risk had the rabbit by its back, her paw mashed down on her prey; she loved the sound it had when it was panicking so much that it, heart beat, death. She grasped the rabbit by the neck picked it up ignoring the flicking legs and shut her maw, it wasn’t living though that.

Risk tore into the kill, it was still warm and the blood filled up in her maw as she ripped the rabbit apart, it was nice to eat something, though it was small it was something and she hadn’t eaten something large in a good while, she was very small which was a struggle in helping her to catch something large. Her small petite figure helped her to catch rabbits and faster prey easier, she was smaller and she could manoeuvre around trees and bushes easier than someone with a sturdier larger build. She would have to deal with it, she didn’t mind it that much, and she would get help someday. She finished off her kill and rasped her tongue around her maw attempting to clean off her maw, most came off, but still some remained she would need to find a puddle to cleanse her face off. Risk raised her head and her eyes scanned around she stumbled over to a little puddle, her chest still heaving up and down from the run. Once she reached the puddle her head still dazed from her run her tongue just lolled out of her maw, drooling still, and lapped as much water she possible could. Her thirst quenched her face clean she lifted her head to look around. She tiled her head; she was not where she first started off.

She was now standing on ashes, it was a black as the darkest night, but it was alluring to her in a way. She let her eyes scan around the landscape; she seemed to stand out in the black, her silvery purple fur contrasted with the black meadow. Her feathers and fur stood up, bristled she felt to unprotected when she was so exposed she looked around for something, bushes. Her eyes looked to the left and there were reminds of bushes, they weren’t flourishing with berries and green leaves, they were barely surviving, but they were shelter. She whisked over to the bushes and looked at them; they still seemed to have some berries on them, food. That was good there was food there if they needed it, it was almost perfect, for her at least. Her eyes wandered around and she picked up a sent. She looked at the blackened trees and dead leaves and wondered over to them. Just over to the left there was a small trickling river, but it was quite far away, almost too far, but there was something here. She didn’t bother to reach it, she just wanted to look around, it was almost perfect, a perfect landscape. Her ivory teeth glistened in the ashes and sunlight, she took in a waif of lizard and mouse, it scented like there was scavenging food around to eat, and maybe a scattered rabbit would venture to far in and that would give them a nice chase.

The land was very spacious, it had lots of room to run and leap around, good place to train and hunt. She closed her eyes and took in a deep breath, she really liked this place. She snapped here eyes up again, her ears swivelled around. This meadow was barren, yes it was filled with ash and cold lava, but it seemed like there was no one here that had claimed it. Maybe she would claim it for herself. She glared around and thoughts drifted tough her mind. This is almost perfect, all I need is a few boys and it would be. Water is not too far away, a little trot and they could get fresh water. That means its not to close that I don’t need to get all wet and gross. She twitched, water was ill, foul and just all around wet. She hated water and if it was far away it was fine. A few bushes with little life, and lizards and mice, perfect, a little food and a scattered rabbit would be fine. She planned it in her mind.

This would probably be her land someday; she hoped she would see what would come in. If she was alpha female she would lead by herself? Probably not, she was just a tad small for that, if she had a large and powerful male by her side that she would somewhat seduce then it would be nice. She would be able to do what she wanted with out having to follow orders like she had to. It would be better than being on her own. A handsome, large male, he would be so beautiful that every female would be jealous of her. She would love all the attention on her, how nice would that be, pretty good. All eyes on her, jealous female eyes that envied her, she loved that part.

The small purple female with the innocence filled in how she looked, everyone thinking that she was so fragile, breakable and shy. That was never anyway to describe her. She was so different than that. No one would be able to see though her fake appeal, she would be the little innocent girl that everyone thought was a suck up, but she wasn’t one, she just got very lucky. I am claiming this, I think. This will be mine someday, I will live here with him, I will be the alpha, no one will stop me. She smiled. Her feathers fluffed up on her back, she stood in a guarded stance. She howled in the wind for everyone to head. This would be hers, it is hers.

She rose her head, her eyes too the sun and let her tail hang low to the ground. She partnered her maw in a howl, she let it ring off the ask covered trees and the burnt leaves. She yelped out. I hope to claim this as my own... She let her words echo though the meadow, the black meadow. She narrows her eyes and shut them. Took in the air around her, possibly her air, she didn’t finish her sentence because she hadn’t noticed as she propelled herself around that there was a male in the meadow. She looked up and she looked at him, her pale eyes lingered open, wow, embarrassing. But she glared into his eyes and pulled the skin over her teeth back and snarled.

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow raised the feathers from his back slightly in alarm, noticing another being nearby. The violet-hued, petitely-built female was alone and inoccent, but hostility radiated from her through the air, he could feel it. The barren meadow, the habitat of his plans, suddenly widened even further into a whole new realm of possibilities. He knew the type; sweet-looking yet tough on the inside. The first female wolf he'd seen in this area; in fact, the first wolf he'd seen in this area at all--his assumption was that others were to weakhearted to brave the Black Meadow. Yet he returned her hostile stance, her glare and snarl, equally. Had she heard his claiming-cry? She must've, she was right there. She, too, had sent out a claiming-cry that echoed against the pile of dry, cracked dull rockes in the south side and the volcano in the distance. He lowered his head in a snake and stood, narrowing his eerie pale eyes again. The crimson-hued wolf carried subtle blood stains from past battles, although it had been a while and had were barely noticable; they'd either dried on his fur or became scab. Scabs covered by thick, claret and blood-hued fur that contrasted so sharply with his light flesh-coloured ears and his eyes. His most noticable physcial attribute was the fact that his spine-feathers were in natural hues that blended in with his original forest home: light browns, olive-greens, and various other earthy shades.
Marrow flicked both ears forward and tail straight off in a dominant offense, attempting to stare her down. If this was a freeloader looking for a mate, he wasn't going to let her in easy. He didn't want a mate who turned out to be weak and spineless, insisting on spending all her time lazing around in the nursery. One thing I've learned--you can't trust anyone. With an invisible inward grin, he thought of the irony of those words, and how true they were for everyone else to him.

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She was looking good, her silver and purple hued fur was glistening in the light and her pale green and blue eyes were blank. She knew she was beautiful and knew that everyone knew that she was too. She pulled her paw in and around in little circles, somehow she felt a little nervous, not scared or intimidated, but nervous. She never spent a lot of time around males, and she didn’t really know what to do. She was a big flirt but he didn’t know that, but maybe she could flirt with him a little, she knew how, but she didn’t know if he would try and hurt her. This male was oversized, he was huge, compared to her, who was very, very small, and she was extremely small. No one really saw wolves her size and it was really rare, she was unique, but that made her more deadly. She really seemed like she was incapable to do anything, like she was all innocent, almost like she was a pup, because she sure looked young. She liked her size, she was very different but she looked different but beautiful, she didn’t want to seem like she was vain in her looks, but she was, she would take what she was given. And she knew no male was going to care of her size, just what she looked like, she though.

She turned her head to east, no one there, turned her head to the west, still no body there, and then turned her head to the north, there he was. She found him somewhat appealing almost handsome like, even though he wasn’t at all. She had odd tastes, but what could she do about it, she liked the wild guys. His size, he was so big, it was nice, maybe he would be able to contain her, but she doubted it, she was a wild girl and wouldn’t be able to be tamed, she liked when she was able to roam in her own, do what she wanted and didn’t care what other thought, she felt like the whole world revolved around her in a way, but she wasn’t stupid to know that it didn’t, she knew that is did, but she liked to think that it did, and what, she was free to think what she wanted.

She let out a small snarl at the top again, her eyes just looking at him, her eyes blank and you couldn’t tell what she was feeling, even though it was still a little nervous, but it wasn’t scared or intimated, it was just that she wasn’t around boys like she used to be, she was along and may come across the scattered female at occasion. What was wrong with seeing a few boys, she wasn’t going to be held down, everyone wanted a piece of her.

She looked at him once more before she realised that he wasn’t going to be saying anything, so she would. Your not going to get rid of me easily. She said with a bit of cheeky flirty tone. She held her ground her feathers couldn’t have been calmer, her eyes glaring down at his, she didn’t really know what she should say, but she’d said something that came to the top of her head and he would have to go with that, he’d be able to deal.

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow flicked his ears forward and kept quiet, surveying her and his surroundings. The mist hung quite low for what time it was; not as much so as the other territory but still quite so. It pressed against his fur and wrapped around the tree branches, cloaking the rocks and blanketing the blackened, bare meadow grasses. The wolf saw how the female kept her independent and unafraid position, and he wondered if that was what was being felt inside (since some wolves, he knew, were quite good at hiding their emotions). I see that you aren't intimidated, he said simply. He had always liked the independent ones better anyway--they usually were fun to argue with and not so needy. Noticing her flirty tone, he came closer and suddenly gave her spine-feathers a quick lick, then calmly stepped back. A low, quiet whining noise came from low in his throat and the corner of his mouth twitched upward a bit. I noticed you were attempting to claim this as well. He added. What was usually seen as signs of a "good side" in his actions were often anything but that, although others didn't know. It was something that peeved him a bit, as if finding a female attractive or charming a cub were signs that he wasn't all bad. Pft, they can think what they want, he thought with a slight eye roll to himself. Those who knew him soon found out that he was unpredictable, something he took pride in that was different than all of the other 'evil' beings who tried to make a name by randomly slicing their way through blood. After all, in his mind killing didn't make you evil--it was the motives behind it that counted. Which wasn't the point at this moment in time, though. Getting lost in thought was dangerous, and he flicked his tail a bit in added reply. By the way, what is it that I should call you? he inquired. Names were important as well.

[r i s k]

Hem, your not that bad, you look… no I like how you look, how does that work? You’re not handsome, but then again you are. Why do you have some strange force to make me think that you are handsome? Please stop it, I would never think something like you would have any possibility with me, but I am. STOP. This was driving her wild, the thoughts that ran through her mind, he really made her confused, he was handsome, and he wasn’t, but how did that work, only her strange mind would think up something like that, she was very, very strange, this confirmed it. He was going to drive her mental; she didn’t want to be held down by something like that. What would wolves say, no, she knew. “How is she with something so…” or something like. “Risk is so strange; she is falling for that…” She wouldn’t want to be talked about like that, she always was with the perfect man, and he was that man.

I see that you aren't intimidated Oh, wow he was physic, obviously she wasn’t intimidated, he wasn’t that intimidating, well maybe he was, but she was to head strong to think that she was just nervous about him being there, she hadn’t been around boys in a while and she really felt like a child, and she wasn’t one, she would snap out of it, soon enough. She was almost starstruck. Her eyes were wondering around and when the words were out of his mouth they burned up into his. Where did he think that up to, he could obviously tell that she wasn’t, and he had to go out and say it, for all she knew that would make her! Umm, no. Do I look it? She snapped back at him, her cold, eyes almost seemed colorless now as they glared up at him. Her teeth showed again as she bared then and let out a growl.

She froze. This was oblivious to him now, she was dead her eyes showed nothing she wasn’t even looking at him, she looked very vulnerable and weak. He had touched her. She didn’t like that. She just let everything flail, her maw dropped, her ears pinned to her head and her feathers shot up. She didn’t like being touch, with out being warned, or almost telling them to. She snapped out of it, her eyes burning furious. You don’t touch me. She barked at him. Her feathers standing on end bristled, her tail shot out like a stick and her ears up and pointed towards him. She could never look intimidating; she always looked “cute”. She was just like a pup, small and innocent, but she hated looking like that. She tried to make herself look larger but it never made a difference, she tried fluffing out her fur, still nothing.

By the way, what is it that I should call you? What was her name, no. He had done it. But she would answer him; she wasn’t going to be too rude. So she simply answered. He would figure out that he would add his name in by himself so she snarled and snapped it at him. Risk.

cherry cherry cherry cherry, boom boom

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow, he replied. And with good reason. He added with a quick glance to the side, where a small pile of rocks stood as a tribute made by another all-too-familiar wolf some time ago. The female wolf, silver and violet, amused him in her attempt to make herself look bigger. Face it, there's no way you can make yourself look bigger by simply trying to fluff your fur. Anyway, everyone's starting to shed. He used a forepaw to swipe at a thick layer of black on the stems, providing a lighter-shade of grey and a vole who was minding it's own business and searching for fodder. Marrow quickly swiped at it, killing it instantly and popping it into his mouth whole. Risk was bristling, and he darkened his gaze again. Tail sticking out and teeth showing, he growled, So, don't expect to be the sole alpha of this territory, if that is what you had in mind. Of course, I don't know what you have in mind. You aren't ridding of me easily, tho. He raised a brow and looked up at an approaching bystander and quickly snarled at it, who scurried away quickly as he'd come.

[r i s k]

Risk looked at him, her eyes nearly popping out of her head – in her mind – but it was hardly noticeable from someone that wasn’t looking at her. Marrow, that was a different name, but someway it was nice, just like this male was, he was handsome yet not so much and she liked it, but she would never tell him that. Hah. She snorted her eyes, which were wondering around scanning over the trees the ashes that covered over them really represented her personally – because she knew that underneath was a growing warm fresh okay tree – cold and dark on the outside but warm and possibly friendly on the inside. You really had to get into her mind, she was a complex individual. No, it was just her mind; she was simple, cold but nice. That is all you need to know. She snapped her eyes to him, she was never nervous or intimidated around anyone really, she was just nervous because of him. You don’t and I wont be. She wasn’t going to say that he should be because she knew he wouldn’t be…or maybe he was. Nah. She rolled her eyes to herself.

I can try. She really didn’t think he would notice it, so she just said something completely random. She just looked at him her eyes wondering around then would focus at him in seconds. She wasn’t going to give him the creepy eye and stare wide eyed at him unblinking. His words took her back. Her large eyes got large her fur though relaxed. She clenched her jaw and tried not to bare her teeth at him, though her resistance was very noticeable, which she tried to keep back.

And you think you are going to, alone as well? She questioned him her eyes just looking at him, she wasn’t really going to snap or raise her hostility, so that he could see. She would just have a civilized conversation with him and see what he was thinking. Her head rose up a little, her eyes looking up into his. That is my plan, and I am guessing by your horrid cry out that you are to? She said in a failed attempt to insult him. Why was she so bad at this when he was around? Oh, and like I did say, your not getting rid of me that easily either, love. She said wit a curt smile. Her head still raised, her eyes blinking slowly.

She rasped her tongue around her maw lightly and waited for his response. She was just getting into this conversation, she wanted to see how this would go over, she wasn’t going to give up her spot, and maybe they would share. No she wasn’t doing that, she wasn’t giving up her independence, she wasn’t doing that. She was an independent wolf, she wasn’t going to rely on a mate, no she wasn’t going to do anything for a mate, she wasn’t going to do anything he wanted, she was going to do what she wanted for herself, not pending to a mate for his every little need like he was a king, she was going to rule as the alpha alone. Period.

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow bit back a savage grin and replied, If being an independent leader is what you had in mind, put up with me or we'll fight for it. It's your choice, but I am not giving up my spot. His fur ruffled by the wind a bit, and he turned to see what the noise he heard was. Seeing nothing, he turned back to conversation. Speaking of which, are you from here are elsewhere? It was quite off-topic, but curiousity got the better of him and he wanted to know. Most of the wolves here were, after all, from these lands, and he wasn't. Many of them had already established rivalries even without being in packs, which would make things even more interesting he knew. But the question right now was how Risk would react; he wasn't backing down and could tell that she wasn't about to either.

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This wasn’t going to go over well; she wondered what they could do, how they were going to work this out. She felt ashamed to think of this, but she wasn’t going to win against him. This wasn’t good, I can’t win a fight with him, he just is so huge. Why do I have to be so small. She bristled at her thoughts. She just narrowed her eyes and looked away, she was in deep thought, and she would need time to think about it. She pondered off; her feet moved the ashes below her as she passed around a little bit. She let a small sight out and turned back to him. She hoped that he would understand that she wasn’t weak, but that he should understand that he was three sizes bigger than her.

She looked at him, her eyes so innocent, but beautiful. She never looked like this but when she wasn’t trying to be the flirty little girl she was, but when she was sad, or beat down this is what she looked like. Her eyes were so pale, a pale green and blue but pupil-less eyes, her fur just seemed to shine overpowering silver hued with just a little lavender and her whole body seemed to look so much smaller. She looked only like an innocent puppy dog eyes girl. But it was hard to resist her, she didn’t do it to get what she wanted, she did it because it just happened to her.

She opened her maw and soothing – her lovely, beautiful voice – tones filled up the meadow. You know and I know that you are big. Look at me, I’m just like the size of your paw, don’t put this on me. She said. Then she blinked her eyes, brushed off her fur and gulped. Why don’t we talk about it? She tiled her head and stumbled over into a corner, she now filed very nervous, extremely.

She slid her body down, her long and elegant body down on the ground it fell so lightly it was hardly heard, the only reason being that she lay down on a pile of burnt ashes, the most comforting of all the surroundings. She bowed her head, then lifted her head up and nodded him to join her. Then she wished her tail back and fourth in somewhat a friendly way, why was she acting like this? Then she simply replied to his other question. Not here, I have wondered. Why do you ask?

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow nodded, secretly thinking, What is she trying to pull? Naturally suspicious, he was. He walked over anyway and sat down. What most don't realize is the ash is pretty comfortable really. Of course it blackens your coat, but all the better for covering scent and disguising in the cloak of night, right? He decided to show his decent side (he had no "good" side). What do you want to do about the claiming? He asked, see if she had any ideas of her own.

((Short and suckish post, I know. ))

[r i s k]

She lay there she wanted to hull her body over on her back and lay down but it would look too much like surrender. She was very tired her paws were sore and she needed, but she wasn’t going to leave and then come back she would bare it out. Her pale eyes – soft now – looked at him tenderly. She wasn’t trying to pull of anything but it looked a little like it. She was lying on her stomach, her paws out under her chin and her hind legs bunched up – she was ready if he tried to pull something. She closed her eyes and laid her head upon her legs and listened to his words. Her two jaws widened and her large teeth flashed and her salmon pink tongue lolled out in a yawn and then shut, she winced, her eyes shutting and her jaws clenching up.

She tiled her head, she hadn’t thought of it, but it was true, the ashes were an excellent addition to the night’s disguise they wouldn’t be seen. She smiled lifting her head to look up and him and gently agreed in a nod and spoke. That is true, a great addition to this meadow. She pondered about how easily they could hide and no one would even notice them in among the ashes.

Then back to the claiming ideas. So she was going to be truthful. I am not sure about you, but I don’t want to be held down by a mate, do you feel the same? She asked, this was true she wasn’t going to have a mate where she had to do everything for him. What a nuisance, she left it at that, what were his ideas. What do you think about it?

[» Marrow]

x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow nodded, relieved that this she-wolf felt the same way. I don't want to be held down by a mate either, he replied. The evening was arriving soon, and the sky fell grey. The trees were now shadowed a bit and he looked around, noticing parts that were perfect for dens. The wolf sat on his haunches, ready for anything as well (as he naturally didn't trust anyone, as mentioned before). Looking up, then back at her, he noticed her tender gaze uneasily. With a flick of his tail, he glanced at her with a pale gaze and woofed quietly, I noticed others've already started to set up shop, and ... well, since we both feel the same way. I don't know what we'll do about the leadership--neither of us want to share responsibilities and be weighed down by a mate... He raised a brow. Yet I have no creative ideas. Truthfully, usually they fight it out for alpha and not.

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[r i s k]

She looked at him; he felt the same as her that was a start. Her gaze seemed to light up just a little. That is a start. She said somewhat excitingly. They could work with that, somehow if they could lead the pack to believe that they were mates that they could hold some good power. The corners of her maw curled up in a slick and sly smile, she had a bit of an idea. She would listen to what else he had to say before she would state them, but then again, maybe she wouldn’t considering he wouldn’t like them that much – well she though so. Her ideas involved things that were sketchy.

His ideas weren’t ideas, but he felt the same about the mate issue. She found that she was just a little too young to be held down by a mate; it would be just more of a bore. She wanted to be relaxed a free, but she never wanted to go on about how they made her do everything, again. Her head tilted and she nodded as in to say she agreed. Her sly smile still planted on her maw firmly she would just wait a little more, make sure he was done. Yes. She said to the fight issue. She hated that considering who she was going up against. She bristled at the thought.

Well… She simply sighed. Well, well was all she could start off. She took in a little breath. I was thinking that maybe we could share it…She breathed, her words trailing off. Share the alpha position, me alpha female you alpha male. She confirmed. Then there was the issue of them being mates they weren’t, that was the problem. But, She sighed, there was always a but. Were not mates, mates normally are alphas, they always are… She trailed off. Well what I have seen. She corrected herself. And we are not. She stated the oblivious. But we could fake it? The only problem is what if someone saw up away from each other? She sighed, how would that go over. She could see it now. “Risk is with him...” or something like “Marrow with her, no with the other…” Something along the lines of that, not to say if she came home with someone else’s pups, not his.

This was going to be a confusing night, she could tell it, but it was also going to be long. They would have to fake in front of the pack, and hate each other in the den. Wow. They would really need to think it over so they could get all the details straight, and she would really have to play the sappy, clingy mate. That would get them, but to them it would just be a nuisance, how lovely. This will be fun… She said so sarcastically, she almost believe that it could be, even though it would be a task, if there was any other ways. Any other ideas? She said, she knew hers was stupid and hard.

ooc | maybe he could like it? She could hate it, and he could take advantage of there “idently” ? haha.

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x Bloodred . Marrow x

Marrow hid his devilish grin and replied. That's a great idea. Only thing is how to fake it...? He noticed it was getting later. Alas, I have no other ideas. In fact, that's the best solution I've heard... He pretended to trail off and thought ahead, planning. If they really did pretend they were mates, what was the difference from if they really were?

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OOC: In the future maybe he could take advantage and forcebreed her, kind of. ? And yeah, that was a REALLY suckish post of mine, I know. But I couldn't think of any ways to lengthen it further without having you post , you know? So, excuse my post.