.it's only trespassing if you're C A U G H T __ !

[.lithium__&&]

l i t h i u m

keeping an eye on the world.

. . .

&& Ebony-splashed paws pounded against the smooth, cool stone of a winding mountain path, carrying Lithium onward and upward in her search for recruits. Of course, it didn't matter to the silver alpha that she was searching for wolves who dwelled in enemy lands -- in her mind, the only Archangel who deserved to have a thriving pack was herself. That being said, it was obviously okay for her to trespass on [or "explore", as she called it,] the other packs' territory. Call her devoid of morals, disrespectful, a hypocrite...whatever you feel is fitting. You have to admit, though -- getting that far into enemy lands requires more than a little bit of ingenuity.

&& Lithium ceased her run when she reached a boulder-strewn patch of woodland. She plopped herself down beneath a gnarled pine tree, her slate-gray coat ruffled by the Fell's penetrating winds and her sides heaving with the effort of traveling up the rugged mountainside. Finally, somewhere decent to rest, the alpha thought, relieved. For a few minutes, Lithium just lay there, breathing in the crisp aroma of the ancient pine she was resting beneath and listening to the high-pitched songs -- if annoying twittering could be called a song -- of the local finches. Finally, when her stamina had somewhat recovered [read: she wasn't about to drop dead from a heat stroke], she got to her paws again. That was when she heard the sound.

&& No, The Sound wasn't the chirping of tiny birds, the click-clack-clack of a pebble as it tumbled down the mountain, or even the muted rasping of the alpha's own breath -- it was a loud, piercing howl. Of course, such a noise was common in these parts [or so Lithium told herself]; after all, this WAS a semi-vacant territory...it was only natural that some confident wolf would try to to claim it. Still, the silver she-wolf found her raven-hued feathers stiffening warily as the haunting song died on the mountain breeze.

&& And so the tide of battle reversed, and the challenger became the challenged.

. . .

so many thousands of feet off the ground.

o o c || Gah, I'm sorry about the quality [or lack thereof... XD] -- I just don't know what's wrong with my writing skills. Please don't kill me because of the boringness/grammatical errors. .__.

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[` [demon] --]

Click-clack-clack-clack. the famous sounds came from my paws as I trekked up the mountain. A few rocks slipped from beneath my paws, but I gripped the hard stone until the rocks fell away. Why was I in archangel territory, you might ask? I had no idea. usually I avoided it at all costs, but I needed to tell Lithium something. I had already spied on her pack and found her missing. Goodness! Her pack was always so vigilant. If I wasn't a speed demon I would have been sliced into strips. I stepped up another pawstep, but I wasn't concentrating. My paw slipped and I the rock came out, hitting my other fore-leg. I let out a howl as I slipped from the mountainside. click-clack-clack. a few rocks tumbled down with me, hitting the stone as they fell. I struck my claws out, click-screeech! the noise echoed around the mountain as my claws scraped against the stone. I gritted my teeth, snapping my jaws and I fell, fell, fell. Then I saw something slip past me and sunk my fangs into it. It was a small tree that was growing off the side of the mountain, in the stone. How did that happen?

Oh, well. It was there, and that was all that mattered. My howl of surprise had faded away to a wolf that might be at the top of the hill as I fell and now I was far from the top. I growled and swung myself into the air, letting go of the branch as I did so. I flipped and landed on the branch above me; as soon as my paws touched the bark, my claws sunk into it. I staggered a moment and then caught my balance. I was far, far out on the branch and took a couple quick steps to get closer to the trunk, where the branch was thicker. The branch began to crack and break, I bunched up my muscles and leapt high into the air. Paws met stone, and claws slashed for a grip. I growled defiantly. I streaked up the mountain, not keeping on one spot long enough to slip and fall. Soon, I saw a ledge up ahead, a place to rest upon. clit-clit-clack-click-clit-clit. the sound of my paws drumming lightly on the stone echoed for only a second. I quickened my jog into a run. It was crazy, running up the mountain like I was, streaking with all speed. But I had good grip, strength and speed, and I had practiced this act many times to perfection.

When I was close enough I jumped onto the ledge, my claws digging into the earth. I hauled myself up with somewhat difficulty. When I was on the ledge I examined it. It was strong, but a little narrow. I leaned back on my haunches, lowering my rear onto the grass and curling my tail around my legs. I took a little while to rest, recovering my strength and stamina. When I felt I was ready to continue I looked ahead. It was still a fair distance. I began to hike the mountain again at a steady trot. I opened my jaws, a large yawn escaping my white jaws. I let a small grin plaster my face, and my tongue loll out of my mouth. My tongue bobbed to the rhythm of my paws, up-up-down-down-up-down-down. A cloud covered the hot sun, chilling my bones for a moment. I closed my eyes enjoying the cool weather. Just then I caught a familiar scent on my nose that made me open my eyes. An evil smirk plastered my white face and I let out a quiet cackle, only to be heard by myself.

I quickly and quietly hid in some bushes. I smiled to myself, watching the wolfess in front of me. Her feathers were tensed, but I just watched. She relaxed slightly. I leapt out of the bushes and tackled her. Guess who?! I cackled out in a tone unlike my own, hoping to fool her. I waited for her to react. I had landed squarely on her shoulders and playfully pushed her nose into the dirt. Then, all of a sudden, I burst out laughing; I wasn't able to keep up my stranger voice and laugh and such for long. I howled quietly in triumph before jumping off of her. I got you, Lithium! I said warmly, smiling in triumph. 'Hehe..I just love messing with her!' I thought to myself, even though I usually didn't actually get her. I licked her cheek, showing her I was only kidding, even though she probably already knew that. It was time I told her something. I took a deep breath, stepped back one or two steps and sat down. I gave her a serious look now, so that she would know I had come to talk to her seriously, not to play around like we usually did.


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comments: done! =] sorry for the wait!! hope you enjoy x] he is about to tell her everything, just so you know. But of course she won't know. Hopefully she shall be surprised or something since he rarely actually wins >]

[.lithium__&&]

l i t h i u m

and it’s been getting late for days.

. . .

&& Lithium yelped in surprise as a furry blob barreled into her from behind, driving her into the stony ground. She tried to get up, but her too-long, too-spindly legs wouldn't give her the support she needed, and she ended up being squished beneath a pile of giggling Demon.

Guess who?!

&& "D-Demon?" the alpha managed to croak from beneath her friend, her feeble voice painted with incredulity. "But...how?" It hadn't taken any time for Lithium to identify her attacker because she wasn't fooled by the Timber's fake accent [well, not much, anyway]. Also, as she was currently being used as a cushion by Demon, it was a bit hard to ignore the thick, musky scent that clung to his fur and screamed "Demon!" in her ears -- err, nose.

I got you, Lithium!

&& "So I see," Lithium replied frostily, trying to conceal her amusement and surprise behind her reserved tone. However, her words seemed to have no effect on Demon -- he smiled warmly, and that gesture instantly melted the silver Archangel's frosty mask. The alpha giggled as her friend swiped his warm tongue across her cheek, and she nipped playfully at his long tail [well, it was long to an Archangel,] in return.

&& Lithium flicked an ebony-splashed ear in confusion as Demon suddenly backed off. She watched, her pale eyes brimming with hurt and confusion, as he padded off to sit beneath an ancient pine. He looks as if he's about to be exiled, the slate-gray wolf thought, greatly disoriented by her friend's rapid mood swing. "Is everything okay?" she murmured softly, loping over to sit next to him.

. . .

and I think myself deserving of
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o o c || DEMON IS SO CUTE! I adore him! XDD
Sorry about the bad && hard-to-followl post. D8
Mmkay, just to give you a heads-up...Lithium's probably gonna be pretty nasty when he reveals his "secret". She'll get over it soon, though; in fact, in time, she'll like him more for it.
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[` [demon] --]

A grin plastered my face when Lithium said, D-Demon? But....how? I stopped myself from bursting out laughing. Surprise lit her face and I grinned even wider. Then, as if reading my joy, So I see, she replied frostily. I chuckled, reading her amusement and surprise on her face. But right after I saw it, she concealed it. This sent laughter throughout my body, but I did not let it escape into the air.

I bit my lip until it bled when hurt covered her eyes in my sudden mood change. Is everything okay? she asked, concerned. I loved Lithium so much, not in a "I want to be your mate" kind of way, but in a "we are closer than siblings" kind of way. In case your new to me, you readers, I'm gay. Yes, got a problem? Anyway, it was time I told Lithium everything. I'm sorry, I didn't mean to make you feel hurt or uncomfortable, Lithium. I just.....I need to tell you something. When she sat beside me and pressed her body against mine I smiled warmly at her, showing her I hadn't changed moods, just what I wanted to say was serious. I shuddered quickly and grinned evilly, hoping she'd give me a glare for shuddering her fur. I chuckled softly, then, still smiling, returned serious.

I gave her time to get ready for what I was going to say, took a deep breath and began. Ok. I'm sure you know that I'm gay..... I was uncertain where to start, it was still very weird about all of this..but I needed to tell her before I regretted waiting. It was time. My mother died giving birth to me, and I was the first born, so my siblings never made it into the real world. Moments before death lay it's white fingers on my heart, an Archangel appeared. When I opened my eyes, I knew she wasn't my mother, because I had smelled my mother and then the death sent that had wafted over her. And, I didn't have feathers as my adopted mother. She was as white as an angel. Her feathers were a light gray and her tail was tipped in the same colors. She was gorgeous and magnificent. She was close to birthing her own pups, so she had milk. She took care of me until I was weaned, and she was due and day now.

A pack of Archangels, a group, a gang, they came upon her. They knew that she had taken care of me as her own, she truly loved me, and I loved her so much as well. They killed her. She commanded me into safety with a tone I had never heard her use, so I did as she said. I turned to watch though, and pain stabbed me in the heart at every sneer they said. My heart broke every time they even touched her. And when they ripped her feathers out of her back, slowly and painfully, I felt like ripping them apart. Pain and hate blew my heart into un-see-able[ooc: sp?] pieces. After her feathers were no longer on her body, and blood turned her gorgeous white fur pink, they ripped her tail from her. Then they ripped her limbs off one by one. They sneered, That's what you get for caring for a Timber, moron!! something of that sort before they left. She was still alive. I ran to her, and tried to lick up the blood but she nudged me to her face.

She told me not to worry about anything. She told me that it was too late, she was dying. My tears cleared her face from the blood and I licked her cheek sadly. I sat and talked to her until I saw her gorgeous blue eyes fade, the life leaving them. I was sad that she had died in pain instead of quickly and painlessly. I buried her myself, and I cleaned her, making sure she was all gorgeous in her burial. I couldn't find anything that they had ripped off except for a couple feathers. I carefully lay them in the dirt on top of her grave. The bloody tips stuck in the dirt. Then I left and taught myself how to survive. I memorized the tactics that those villains used on her. They only deserve death today. When I was a year old I met a male wolf. His name was Mahalo. He was also an archangel. But he was opposite of my mother. He was black with dark grey feathers and a dark grey tipped tail. His feathers were soft as silk and his fur was smooth. He was my best friend, the only wolf in the world that accepted me. Even the timbers could tell that I wasn't normal.

I wasn't gay yet back then. I fell in love with Mahalo when I was two years old. I planned on revealing my feelings for him for a while. Half a year after I fell in love with him, the same gang that killed my mother murdered Mahalo when I was headed over to meet him and confess my heart to him. I don't know how word got around..I didn't even act weird around him, I acted how I always did. I tried to cover it up. I never figured it out..all I know is that the wolves screeched into the forest, so that they could be sure I knew, That's what you get for caring about a Timber, moron!! before they left. I raced to Mahalo's side. They had done to him the same that they had done to my mother. He told me the exact same things my mother had told me when she had been dying. I cried until my eyes burned from the tears, but cried on. I told him. I confessed to him before he died. Then I watched the life fade from his magnificent blue eyes--the only visual factor he shared with my mother--and cried until dawn. I buried him in the exact same way. Three black feathers, bloody tips dug into the dirt on the top of his grave. And under the dirt, his black silky fur was glossy and clean. Even in death he was beautiful.

I traveled, far away from there. I could easily get back to Mahalo's grave and my mother's grave in half the time it took me to take my first breath. I visit every year, on the day of their deaths. It's funny, because they both died on the exact same day, at the exact opposite times of day. The angel at dawn, the black angel at dusk. I let out a small chuckle, but my face burned with the tears that threatened to run down my white face. Sadness and darkness walked over my face, but I tried to stay happy. I took a long breath, I had hardly given my words a minute to take a breath. I wanted to tell it all to her before I changed my mind.

Time to continue. Then I met you. At first, I was annoyed because you were like all others. You treated me like dirt, trash, because I fell in love with a male before. I knew it was wrong. Sick. I understand why others ridicule me. It makes perfect sense. It's all my fault that the ones I love get murdered. Then, out of the random, you began to treat me fairly. I didn't and still don't understand where it came from. Then you started being friendly. I was very annoyed, I hate wolfess'. They are always so mean..especially to me. But when you didn't give up being friendly, I thought that maybe it wasn't fake. Maybe you really liked me, even just a little. I began to feel the treatment of love once more. I haven't told you this, but I view you as my mother. You are always so kind to me. I don't know where I'd be without you. Definitely out of this world.

Your more than that. More than my closest sister, more than my mother. Not the love as I would feel for a wolven, but a different kind of love. One I haven't experienced since my mother. One I haven't experienced to this greatness. I wasn't with my mother long enough to love her this much. It's overwhelming sometimes. That is why I told you to treat me like trash around others. What if the gang found you? They are too fast for even me to stop, and I've spent most of my life training myself. I'm better than the average wolf, but they still scare me sometimes. They haunt me in my memories of death. I fear for your life, Lithium. Even if you could fight them off, the leader would get you. There are many, and you are one. I never make it in time to save........If I was there, and I suffered the same fate, I would be glad to finally die and be left alone. But I would die in shame and hatred of myself for letting you die. Nobody must ever know that we are even friendly to each other. Your the best friend, sister, mother, whatever else, in the whole world. I could never ask for more.

But again, it isn't the love you might experience for a wolven yourself. I won't fall for you that way, I grinned a little at that. I took another deep breath to finish. I've decided I can trust you with this all. It's a lot. I hope you won't anger at me for telling you everything. I felt that it was time I told you everything. I don't want to be gay, still. I want to fall in love with a wolfess, a good one, like you. But it's impossible. I can force myself to be with a wolfess if I choose, but it will only make me miserable. If I'm miserable, then so will she. And if I ever make a wolf miserable I will kill myself. The only wolves I plan on hurting in any way is that gang of beasts. I gave her a long moment for everything I had said to sink in. I didn't make any movement at all. I awaited her response to this all, hoping, pleading, that she wouldn't hate me. It was Lithium's time for her true colors to show. If her true colors were the ones I'd known for a long time now, then that would be wonderful. Even if she turned out to hate me, I would still love her the way I did now until death separated me and my heart. I concentrated on Lithium. My fiery-orange eyes unreadable.


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comments: yey! ^^ my muse came back to me! <3 I hope you like it, Lithium ^^ and sorry if I babbled a little ><

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l i t h i u m

no, he can't read my poker face.

. . .

&& Dear reader, I wish that I could say that our favorite silver-furred Archangel listened quietly throughout the whole of her friend's speech, her pale eyes filled with sympathy and motherly concern. "Demon," the not-Lithium would murmur, gently nuzzling the Timber, "don't worry -- I'll love you no matter what happens. I'll always be there for you." Of course, this was not the case.

&& Lithium streaked down the mountain, her ebony paws barely touching the ground as she fled from what had been her friend. "Liar, liar, liar," she chanted breathlessly as she ran. "Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar...liar....liar....LIAR! I....trusted....a.....timber...." she added as she ran, her words ragged and bleeding -- whether this was from her exertion or caged terror was impossible to tell. "This....is.....what....I....get...."

&& The wind carelessly tore her words away, parading them across the sky like a troop of circus freaks.

. . .

p-p-p-poker face. p-p-poker face.

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[` [demon] --]

A very long silence followed Demon's speech. The silence was long and painful. 'Please.......don't let her freak.......let this be good for me.......' I thought in my mind. The next thing that happened was ironic. It was that way because of what I thought the moment before it happened. I didn't expect her to be all lovey-dovey on me and be like "It's ok, Demon. You'll always be mine.." or something, but I expected at the worst for her to stay silent a while and then say something like, "Impossible." or something.... But, oh no! She did something the complete opposite. 'Please..at least let her stay by my side.' I thought. Right after the thought passed my head she jumped up and streaked down the mountain, chanting to herself. Liar, liar, liar! Liar, liar, liar, liar, liar...liar....liar....LIAR! I....trusted....a.....timber.... her words drifted down the mountainside. I didn't hear the rest but I could guess what she would say. And...this....is...what......I......get......... I heard her say in my head.

My throat closed and a chill ran through me. The chill wasn't from the recent breeze that ruffled my fur. I sat there, rigid. I tried to swallow but couldn't. I tried to stand up, move at all, I couldn't. I had been expecting everything but that reaction. I was in Archangel territory, so I had to leave, now. I would have ran after her, even if she attacked me, I would have tried to understand her. But I couldn't move, I couldn't even breathe. My lungs ran out of air. I tried to cough, tried to force air into my lungs, but I was still frozen. Finally, as death almost squeezed the last pulse out of my heart[not for the first time], air jumped through me. My ear twitched, and my eyes closed. When my breathing regulated, my eyes opened, but only barely. I let out a soft sigh. No. This couldn't have happened. Why did I always befriend Archangels? Why was I so attracted to them? I always got hurt by them in the end. But it had always been my fault. And this time, I really was the devil. 'I ruined her life..' I told myself over and over.

Even though she told herself I was a liar surfaced, I knew that deep down she knew I was telling the truth. Finally, all the hatred I had ever felt towards myself surfaced and mixed with the new fresh hatred for myself. I screeched the words, DEMON YOU MORON!! I was sure she could hear, even by now with her distance, but that was not why I said the words. Anger and hatred flared in my eyes and I lunged at the tree closest to me. I turned my head out to the trunk right before I hit and felt pain dance throughout my body, most of it staying at my head. I wasn't satisfied. I bashed my head again on the tree, again and again until I felt blood trickle down my face. Only now did I realize the damage I had done to my body. Blood covered my white head, turning the fur pink. From my nose to my mid-belly and all the way down the my claws, my body was covered in blood.

I had used all my energy, and I fell to the ground helplessly. I had to get out of here before any Archangel that inhabited this land came and found me, I knew that. I must. I must. But I didn't budge. The trunk where I had bashed myself was red in multiple areas, covered in my blood. I made no attempt to help myself, or get the splinters out of my head. My beautiful body stained red in my own blood. Pain stabbed my head over and over before ramming through my body. Pain. I deserved much more than i got in my opinion. I had killed my mother and my love. Now I had ruined Lithium's life too. Why did I have to ruin Lithium's life? Why am I such a demon? I just want to be someone's guardian angel......... my voice slipped as I slowly slipped into unconsciousness......


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comments: aww..poor Lithy <3 well, more Demon but still xD So, is this the end of the thread, or have I made a chance of opening it up ahead and continuing it? all depends on Lithium, but you still have to reply anyhow x3 you decide on closing it or keeping it open on how your reply to this comes out.

[.lithium__&&]

l i t h i u m

overdressed and underage.

. . .

They say that pain is red. Such an analogy is understandable -- after all, is blood not scarlet? -- but, quite frankly, wrong. If hurt truly was crimson, Lithium's vision would be obscured by a wave of blood, not the painfully-white illusion that lingered at the fringes of her sight. The Archangel would've been been blinded by the unnaturally pale color if she was actually using her eyes, but as of right now she was on autopilot, simply letting her paws guide her as she struggled to suppress the panic that poisoned every not-thought.

DEMON, YOU MORON!!

Lithium heard her ex-friend's anguished cry, but did not consciously respond to it; Demon's voice simply added itself to the sea of twisting thoughts that she was building walls against.

She kept on running.

. . .

do you really need to see an id?

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